o50

o50. not again.

sasosaku (Edo!Sasori and Sakura), he gets his chance to interact with her during the war, canon.

requested by samurai-sakura.

She half-expected him to show up. Really, she did. Of course, she never really thought about him – after all, he wasn’t her priority. He never was, except for that one moment in time. 

But to see him, standing before her–….

Alone.

Her emerald hues narrowed meticulously as she prepared herself. This was not the time for such an encounter. He was the last person she wanted to see again. “You, again." 

He raised a brow at her as she spat those two words out. "I could say the same for you.” He drawled out, eyes never leaving the sight of an irritated medic nin. 

“I guess I should’ve expected them to revive you.” She muttered, fingers swiftly adjusting the ends of her gloves. “You’re Akatsuki, after all.”

“My movements are not my own, kunoichi.” He remarked quietly. “Or rather, my general actions.”

“What’s your point?”

His lips curl into a smirk.

“Prepare yourself.” And despite the fact that she’d prefer him to remain dead, there was a certain thrill to it. Perhaps it was her own way of testing her strength, to see if she had improved since then. 

An old foe. 

Her own pink lips twitched into a smirk as well. “Bring it.”