Sasori's POV
This girl is truly interesting. So far I've heard that she's the weakest among her teammates.. but why do I bear this feeling that she's.... she has this strength that I get confused with. Nevermind, this will be easy.
"So.. do you have any jutsus ready for me?" I asked.
"Maybe." she answered.
"Hn. What are you capable of?" I asked again.
"Eh, you scaaaaared?" she asked, smirking.
OH THIS GIRL IS GETTING ON MY NERVES.
"Hell no, stupid. You're gonna regret everything," I threathened.
"I will? I don't think so, red-head." she glared at me.
Why am I feeling uncomfortable? This girl is an idiot.
..
..
"Let's begin, then." I commenced.
"Sure," she ran fastly towards me, then almost about to struck a kunai, as I controlled my about in front of me.
"You don't even know what I do." I smirked.
I controlled two puppets to attack her straight, and yet again, I never knew she was fast and so it got me thinking.
I looked in front to charge once more.
But she wasn't there.
Where?
Right?
Left?
Up?
No.
BELOW!
She pounded the ground towards me, still fierce.
"GO TO HELL! SHANNARO!" she yelled.
She then broke my two puppets into pieces.
"I was wrong. You were better than I thought you were." I said. "But you're still not good enough." I added.
I let my puppet held a sword which has poison. I charged towards her, which cut her shoulder part and bleeded.
"YOU'RE SICK, SASORI!" Sakura groaned in pain.
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A/N: Sorry for not updating. I have problems and the net is freaking stupid. SORRY!