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[redismysoul]

Who: Sasori and Melone.
What: Sneaking out >:O
When: NOW
Where: Melone's Tepee
Summary: Sasori sneaks out to see Melone? Though he massively fails at it.
Rating: PG-13?

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[babyfaced_killa]

Of course...Melone had watched the entire time. From the shadows beyond Sasori's sight he had remained hidden, waiting for the moment he was needed. Giving himself a level of purpose...perhaps that was what could keep his mind off of things. Off of his missing Stand. Off of his conflicted feelings towards Trish and Sasori. Off of his own slowly decaying sanity...

He placed a hand softly on Sasori's shoulder and moved to face him in a kneel, a soft smile on his face.

"I can carry you the rest of the way...I've got some medicinal soup ready in the tent."

[redismysoul]

The red head looked up at the other, sighing lightly.

He'd seen him, hadn't he? It was pitiful, really. HE was pitiful. He wanted to crawl under a rock and die... no, not die. He promised Yumichika that he wouldn't die. He didn't want to accept the others help. He didn't want to be carried. It showed just how WEAK and frail he was. But that fact of the matter was, he WAS weak and frail at the moment.

He couldn't deny the ever growing facts, seeing that he couldn't even walk properly at the moment.

"A-alright..." He mumbled, face twisting into that of disgust at the mention of food. God, could he even hold anything besides water DOWN? He hadn't even TRIED to eat for a long while. Though, this time he couldn't put up much more of a fight, seeing as he was too tired already.

[babyfaced_killa]

And at no point did Melone care that the man he was lifting into his arms was a shade of his own pride. He didn't care about the weakness or the frailty...he knew Sasori was strong. He had saved his life once from the man named Kuro when they were both children. For that much, he would always look at Sasori as a brave and strong person...

...which is why Melone was being strong for the other now. Showing his appreciation for all the times they had helped each other. It helped Melone feel like he had a purpose.

[redismysoul]

The red head let a whine slip past his lips when he was picked up. A noticeable twang to his shoulder caused him to whimper out loudly and press his body closer. "Nn, careful... p-please, it hurts." He let out softly. He moved closer as brisk wind hit his almost bare skin.

Sasori was wearing black pants, and his 'shirt' consisted of his bandages, so he technically wasn't even wearing one. And this caused the wind to impact him so much. His skin was sensitive, like a small child's, and he tried to ignore that it was true, though it didn't work out. So he learned to try and push it aside.