(AN: Just to let ya guys know, that there will be some changes
to the original plot. Sasori does not die in this fic unless at
the end I want him to. But then again, that's what "fanfiction"
is all about isn't it? Disclaimers, how I loath thee, but very
necessary. I don't own Naruto, so there you have it.)  Emotional
String…  Beware the pull on your heartstrings - - no matter the
form, no string can ever be truly severed.  Strings, that's all
he's ever known. And perfect control over his puppets. Who could
forget his puppets? And all that Sasori's done with them?
Sasori is a being who never felt anything but numbed pain
masquerading as nothingness. So if interrogated, using any
method, he'd answer that he felt nothing, not event he simplest
human emotions. And his reasoning would be because he wasn't
even human.  He was a puppet.  His very own puppet without
limitations to feelings and muscles.  But a few people could
argue this, but they've never been a puppet and the puppeteer at
the same time. Infact, to