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#headcanon that Sasori has spent so many years disecting bodies that he’s stopped thinking of people as PEOPLE just objects
ladykissingfish · 2 months
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*Itachi in Sasori’s lab, getting his weekly blood transfusion and breathing treatment*
Sasori, checking the IV bag: Mm, this is almost empty. Now remember, when you leave here you’re to go straight to bed and rest. No strenuous activity for the next twenty-four hours. Understood?
Itachi, temporarily removing the oxygen mask from over his mouth and nose: I understand. Thank you, Sasori-san.
Sasori: Mm. *sits down across from him* You know, it’s simply fascinating to me how long you’ve managed to keep yourself alive. With your immune system being as weak as it is and you catching every little thing that comes your way. Ah, but, I suppose that’s the trademark characteristic of diseases: unpredictability.
Itachi: *nods*
Sasori: Itachi, have you given any thought at all to my proposition? I really do believe you would benefit greatly from the puppet transformation. Your core self would be there, your thoughts and personality, but your body would be better, stronger, indestructible. No more blood transfusions, no breathing treatments, no having to take dozens of pills each day just to be able to function. No more pain.
Itachi: *sighs before leaning over and switching off the breathing machine, and removing the mask*
Itachi: I appreciate your thoughtfulness in trying to help me, Sasori-san. But no matter the consequences, I’d prefer to stay in my human body. But there is one thing I’d like to ask of you. Of all of you.
Sasori: What is it?
Itachi: When … when my time comes, please, be there for Kisame. I think my death will be hard on him, and I don’t want him rushing after me, you know? He’ll fare better with people around him, so he doesn’t feel quite so alone. 
Sasori: *smiles and gently pats Itachi’s shoulder* Of course; put your mind at ease about that. 
Sasori: *gets up and disconnects the now-empty chair IV bag, removing the needle from Itachi’s arm*
Sasori: Alright, you can go now. Remember what I said about resting.
Itachi: *pauses, hugs Sasori, and then walks out*
*Sasori spends some time cleaning and sterilizing the area, before Deidara walks in*
Deidara: Oi, Danna, you done with Uchiha yet? I thought we could —
Sasori: *turns around, puts both arms around Deidara, and holds him close*
Deidara, startled: D-Danna! What —
Sasori: *puts his head on Deidara’s chest* Let me listen to your heart for a few moments, please. I need to.
Deidara: *gently runs his fingers through Sasori’s hair* Go ahead, Danna.
*the two stand quietly for a few minutes*
Sasori, softly: He’s so young. He’s so very young, Dei.  He’s your age. I can’t imagine, I literally can’t imagine, if you … if you were to …
Deidara: It’s okay, Sasori. I know, it’s sad, hm. But it’s his choice. I don’t like him but I respect his choices. 
Sasori: I know. *lifts his head and puts his hands on Deidara’s face, pulling him into a kiss*  It’s a beautiful night. Let’s go for a walk. We can talk about the future.
Deidara, blushing: The future like, us getting married?
Sasori: *takes Deidara’s hand* Perhaps. OR we can discuss me turning you into a puppet before our next anniversary … it’d be a great gift for both you and me!
Deidara: 
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