"Sasori-san." the Kazekage greeted, hiding his surprise at seeing the red headed boy. "How are you?" he would act friendly for now, even though he knew that the redhead was an enemy now.
….was this a dream or a horrible prank? Because he was not laughing. Sasori blinked as he looked at the third Kazekage standing in front of him. Impossible, he was dead and a puppet now. He knew that for a fact. “……Fine, I suppose…”He cleared his throat to make sure he didn’t stutter. “Yourself?”
















