Unforeseen Circumstances

A/N: This has been edited and re-uploaded, I realized that I jumped into introducing the corps a little too quickly. To me this was an acceptable compromise to add more, but to get the ball rolling.

They will be OOC because I can not truly become as deadpan as these two characters, nor am I super sassy. I shall try though.

Enjoy~

Obviously I don't own Naruto or SnK, but I do own this story!

Chapter 1

Rarely did things truly confuse a ninja such as Akasuna no Sasori, but he was never one to deny his faults, he would just fix them. However in this case he simply had no idea what was going on. One moment the petite redhead was having tea, in his own secret house away from his annoying co-workers, and the next he was surrounded by several large humanoid creatures. In a forest, by himself, obviously far away from his house.

Sasori's eyes widened just a fraction, his jaw dropped for just a moment before he scowled and jumped up missing a swing from one of the large giants. 'What the fuck are these ugly things?' He thought as he landed on a branch out of any of the creatures grabby hands. Sasori looked down at the empty tea cup and groaned, rolled his eyes, and tossed it down to the ground. He just wanted some fucking tea and what he got was those stupid creatures. The redhead stared at the creatures for a few moments longer, noting how they urked his artist side. First, they were ugly. Second, they reminded him a bit of Tobi and Deidara, clingy of course. Though he would never mention it if he wanted to keep his puppets safe from either clay or suddenly disappearing. Not that Sasori ever left his art just laying around, but accidents did happen on the battlefield.

With those thoughts finished in his head, he left the area. He got approximately thirty minutes of blissful peace and quiet (though if one could consider the creatures slowly following him loudly as peace and quiet) before he heard more loud thuds of giant foot steps. He raised an eyebrow and was curious as to what drew those things in. "Oh right, most likely me." He answered and took a page out of Tobi's book and simply started to use a shunshin to get farther away. Getting close to his opponents to kill them was not his style, and he didn't have puppets with him. Those were all in his workshop at his house ready for repairs. So the puppetmaster needed to find some people to figure out what was going on.

When Sasori got to the edge of the forest he stopped and looked out over the land and was amazed by what he saw. Green, lush land with hardly any real signs that people had lived there besides a few run down houses in the distance. Maybe there would be someone there? After deciding to use the forest as his base of operations and memorized it's location, he left.

The little redhead came across the rundown buildings and he noticed old blood stains on walls, broken walls, and odd heat warped appliances in some of the rubble of the houses. He felt the warps and wondered what did it. The other damage was self explanatory with those giants running around. Some actually quite literally. Sasori came across several more of the creatures and simply avoided catching their attention by remaining out of of their line of sight. Sasori decided that he would go back into the forest to sleep at night once a day after forging for some food to eat. There were plenty of berries towards the lower levels of the forest, so much in fact that it brought to question how many animals were being affected by those giant menaces.

On his second day there he had observed that every giant avoided the animals but seemed to be absolutely overjoyed to see him when he allowed it. Though quite by accident he stumbled across a giant that had stepped through a little barnyard of sorts and fell forward. Sasori's eyebrows had risen far up his forehead in that display of clumsiness, but the discovery of the steam that erupted where the creature had obviously taken damage before it got up and moved along like nothing happened. That had been a great source of information. They could heal damage that they took and while it did it steamed. How very, Hidan like. That did bring a disturbing thought to Sasori's mind as he cringed. Hopefully these wouldn't ask if you would like to know about the Lord and Savior Jashin. Later that evening he tested out the what he saw when he hacked off one's fingers with a spare sword from one of the compartments in his legs. He wasn't going to risk the warping of the retractable one in his arms. Sasori was right of course, the blade had warped badly from the heat and steam, and the blood that had landed on him evaporated off right off. How handy. A few moments later the giant had been perfectly back to its normal ugly, clingy, grabby, self.

The third day he went out, he went a different direction and came across a sight that was probably rather grotesque when it had happened. A large pile of heavily decayed human bodies lay at the base of a large house. The puppetmaster crouched down to touch the bones of one of the bodies but when he did it broke, shattered, and Sasori realized they were extremely brittle. The puppetmaster had seen his fair share of bones, blood, and insides but nothing he knew caused the brittle bones and awkwardly decayed bodies like what was presented before him. Different types of acid could do something similar but he doubted that these people would toss acid on dead bodies and leave this as a result. It was a preposterous idea if they did. He did note the scraps of cloth on the bodies, faded green and, browns, and white. Sasori saw one that had half an image on it, something that resembled wings, and made a note of it.

He thought about what could have done that sort of damage as he headed back to the forest to eat and sleep when he stopped suddenly, running through what he knew about this place. He looked around and came to the conclusion that the land wasn't overly fertile in randoms spots like he expected it to if those things were regularly eating or shitting. Nothing indicated it. "Oh… stomach acid." He whispered and deduced that people must have been around the area in the past few months to enable it to be in such various stages of decay. 'Do they just eat just to eat humans, or are they looking for something but are too stupid to figure out what and just stick it in their mouth and pray that it gives them what they need?' Now he was really curious. Sasori didn't mind cannibals as everything needed to eat, but if the giants were just eating to expel it later, what was the point? What a waste.

His fourth day is when Sasori finally decided go through the forest to the other side. He needed to find out more, maybe find some people that could give him answers. He lazed around for a while up in a tree thinking about everything and analyzing it. The puppetmaster would have to figure out a way to make them talk. If anyone was out there, they would probably notice if someone went missing if a giant was around, and most likely the people would be highly aggressive. He groaned. Sasori would have to come across relatively compliant if need be. Manipulating people was his specialty but it wasn't his favorite thing to do.

Sasori took his time jumping through the forest, the beasts following him per-usual, until he heard a similar sound to ninja wires being deployed. Sasori stopped and jumped higher into the trees, hiding away from anyone coming, but he would still be close enough to hear anything they said. It was a group of humans using some sort of crazy gear that seemed to let them fly, with blades in the large canisters. 'Is that gas?' He wondered to himself.

"Look at these ugly fuckers, looks like they might be following something. You know the deal brats. Kill them all." Someone said, and then the redhead watched as the group swung around and used the swords to slowly kill the creatures. What happened next startled Sasori. One of the creatures jumped up and shut its jaws around one of the humans, which ended in a scream and a crunch before someone someone killed the creature. A slender eyebrow rose and the man found another reason why he didn't like the creatures. There it was, finally one managed to get a meal and it was messy, it had made blood splatter around the area and just left a general mess. Why couldn't they be a bit more dignified in their eating? They reminded him of Zetsu, and by god did Sasori dislike that bastard. He paused in his line of thinking and chuckled internally, maybe he was hanging around Itachi too much if he had started hating on messy eaters.

The group reconvened a little way from where Sasori was crouched, his face was hidden by his standard Akatsuki gear, rice hat included, so if they managed to spot him, they wouldn't be able to identify him later. Sasori needed information, he refused to be confused any longer. "I wonder what they were following. That was too large of a group to not have found something." Said one with brown hair and glasses, or were they goggles? They had a large grin on their face and seemed too excited about the ugly creatures.

"What if the Titans were just coming to us?" A blonde asked, as he looked around nervously. 'Ah, titans, what an interesting name.' Sasori thought, another piece of the puzzle coming to light. However in that moment Sasori seemed to block out anything else they said with the realization that he knew what they were saying. They obviously didn't actually speak the same language, how could they? He knew he was obviously far from the Elemental Nations, and the fact they didn't have a body build that spoke as though they were his kind. 'What on earth happened?' The Elemental Nations did not have these titans running around and mindlessly eating people, nor were their rumors of these titans being somewhere else, so where in Jashin's name was he? With a small groan, he realized this was definitely Hidans' cup of tea, so yes, he would use the god of death and destructions' name for the foreseeable future until his return. Frankly, Sasori needed answers, and he knew would have to play this part carefully. He doubted they trusted outsiders, because he certainly didn't.

The redhead glanced down one more time, face devoid of any emotion, and decided to jump down closer, but far enough away that he would be able to scare them when he spoke. He landed quietly, not making a single noise and sat on a branch with one leg hanging off and the other pulled up to his chest. "I hate to interrupt, but I have to ask, what were those ugly creatures?" He asked, smirking just a bit when several of the company jumped, screamed, and or whipped around to face him. The redhead then received three reactions; two glares, several astonished faces, and one rather excited. Though all of them pulled out their blades, obviously ready to attack if they deemed it necessary.

"Who are you?" A brunette asked, his teal eyes showing his emotions. Sasori scoffed. Hotheaded fool. He was bound to get himself killed. Little did Sasori know, that in fact, it had once. "I was asking your leader, brat. Don't waste my time with stupid questions." He replied and focused his reddish-brown eyes on the man with black hair and was probably Sasori's height. The man was definitely the most dangerous, with the girl (Who seemed to remind him of the Uchihas, god damn it he can't get rid of those stupid co-workers of his! At least Itachi was bearable and pleasant company.) second.

Sasori could see the man's jaw working before he responded. "How do you not know what Titans are?" He asked carefully. The woman, man? In the back of the group squealed and looked as though she could go on a rant. Sasori, and probably everyone else, would rather not hear it.

"Since I don't like to keep people waiting," He started off, his voice was going to get tired from so much use. "I am known as Akasuna no Sasori, and I am a shinobi from the Elemental Nations. I seemed to have… stumbled into your land somehow. I was just about to have tea in my house, before I found myself here, in this forest, far away from home." The redhead was humbling himself, leaving out that he was here for days and was trying to give off that he was not a threat to them, though, in reality he was. He needed these people to give him information.

"Take off that shitty hat and stupid cloak and then we might talk. I don't fucking trust you." The man said with enough steel in his voice to warrant a whispered "Levi" that was heard from the excitable brunette. Sasori compiled for the most part, scowling inside at this show of submission and this waiting game. God how he waited to hate, all he need was some information, not trust. He took off his hat, his blood red hair being shown first, and it truly brought out the red tones in his eyes, not that the girls in the group, and some of the boys, were noticing or anything. Then he reached out and unbuttoned his cloak, and took it off his shoulders and let it pool at his waist where he remained sitting. He was definitely more human this time around, as only his forearms and most of his legs were puppet parts. The petite redhead still had some lines left over from his previously life before his resurrection, like the one around his neck, and around his upper arm. They could easily be passed as battle scars as long as no one looked too carefully

"This is acceptable, yes?" Sasori asked, crossing his arms and started looking at his nails. He needed to repaint them, teal was not his color. Maybe he would pick a dark red next. 'Shit, thats with Itachi. Oh fuck I'm getting side tracked.' He thought and refocused on the people below him, though it didn't last long as he turned his head to focus on the oncoming group. It seems his attention to the oncoming area drew the strangers as well.

"Horses?" He asked aloud as they come into view a few moments later. The man, Levi, spoke to Sasori

again.

"Stay there and don't fucking move," He directed and Levi turned to the excitable one, "Keep on eye on him Shitty Glasses. And for the love of God, don't fucking touch." He ordered before jumping down, rather, using that gear, and landed in front of a man with blonde hair, and to Sasori, the man could have been related to Hidan in the physical department. Both large, had that certain type of face shape, and tall. Fuck tall people. Levi seemed to speak with the man for a moment before they both came up again. Sasori's eyebrow raised as he noted how the men stood. Sasori decided it was unwavering trust. If these were normal civilians then they would all need trust to survive for long periods of time. 'How nice' he thought. He hadn't trusted anyone in a long time, or ever really.

Sasori clenched his jaw and shifted to a better sitting position because he started to get uncomfortable. He hated this body, he couldn't wait to finish converting it to a full puppet body again. Sasori was irritated, he had to wait, and all he fucking wanted was information. Not this shit show. But Sasori retained his usual mask of utter indifference and stared at Levi and the new comer. "My name is Commander Erwin Smith, and this is Lance Corporal Levi. We are part of the Survey Corps, searching for a way to reclaim our lands from the titans. Titans eat humans and can only be killed by a slice to the back of the neck." The blonde paused and then asked "What is the land where you come from like?" Secretly Sasori was impressed. Straight to the point. He liked it. He genuinely was impressed by both the Commander and Corporal.

Sasori smiled a small smile. "The Elemental Nations are full of people who can use chakra to do extraordinary things. There are such things called Kekkei Genkai's, which are bloodline gifts, which are unusable by normal people. There are many things we can do, and it would take entirely too long to tell you every single one as there are some even I don't know about. Not only that, they aren't my secrets to tell. Though we certainly do love to fight each other, we have had three major wars in the past hundred or so years after all. Death is an ally and enemy of the Shinobi people. Kages, who are leaders of the large village that are situated in each country, protect their could call the villages military dictatorships. Only the strongest shinobi are ever voted in as a Kage." Sasori stated nonchalantly and watched as horror dawned on some of the young individuals faces. This was information everyone knew, so Sasori didn't mind sharing.

"Humans killing other humans in war?" The teal eyed boy asked wide eyed. Sasori chuckled on the inside and refocused his attention on Erwin. "Anything else?" The redhead asked and was met with a tight lipped smile. The clearing was quiet, the groups of men and woman were watching for incoming titans.

"What can you do, and could it benefit us until you can go home?" He asked, and Sasori smiled just a bit more. That was a specific question. "And your named seems to be a title. What does it mean?" Sasori actually chuckled out loud. He wouldn't mind telling them.

"I can do a lot of things. Walk on water, walk up a tree, you name it. I have fine chakra control, as I am a puppet master and a poison expert. I use chakra strings to control puppets. To be honest, I am not usually out in the open like this. I do have excellent aim. Killing titans would be very easy using chakra. After all I can teleport myself" The redhead said, omitting that he could also make people into his puppets, sleeper agents, dissolve parts of brains while keeping the person alive and healthy (after all what use is a sleeper agent if they are going to die quickly?), how keep a heart beating outside of someone's chest, among other things in his repertoire. He did learn a thing from the pink haired girl who fought with his granny, after all, crushing someones skull with a bit of chakra was impressive and useful.

"To understand my name is to understand that I gained a reputation as a skilled shinobi. I was thirteen when I earned it." Sasori said wistfully. "It was during the Third Great Shinobi War, and everyone who was a shinobi was in it, some veterans and some straight from the academy. My names in total means Sasori of the Red Sand."

"How did you gain that?" The brat spoke once more, receiving several hits from his friends for speaking up. Sasori just looked at him and tilted his head.

"I turn the sand red wherever I go." He replied smoothly and the kid tried to give a nasty stare but Sasori smirked. It was pathetic. "But that was a long time ago, but I certainly still kept my reputation." And then added "Brat." as an afterthought.

It was silent for a while as the Commander was mulling things over. He spoke confidently when he finally reached a decision. "Show me something simple, but make it so we can believe you. If you do so, we can bring you back with us. Help us reclaim for humanity and we can educate you on the ways of everything here." Sasori's eyes narrowed. There was an underlying threat of being killed if he didn't perform well. Sasori glanced over the entire area and noted that everyone tensed up, he was missing some information here. His eyes travelled back to the Commander and then he sighed.

"You better be happy that I dislike those titans enough to want to kill them, or I would have killed all of you in a heart beat. After all, if the titans devour everyone, then there would be no one around to appreciate art." He said, voice like steel and then he stood, his Akatsuki cloak sliding down his legs. Even though the man was short, he did have a lean and muscular body. He did become well versed in taijutsu after his resurrection after all. Sasori just flipped around so he was hanging upside down on the branch, and proceed to walk to its base and walk up and down the tree. It was stupid, annoying, and degrading doing it, but it was simple enough not to show any real skill. The next thing he did was body flicker right behind a little blonde and whispered a quick "Boo" staying long enough to get a reaction to that he was there and then returned to pick up his cloak and hat.

"If that is all?" He asked and the Commander looked suitably impressed. "If you don't betray me, then I won't betray you." Sasori, after all, loved knowledge and perhaps a vacation from being hunted down like a dog was in order. At the very least, he wouldn't have to deal with Deidara or even the rest of the Akatsuki for awhile. No appreciation for true art, those fuckers.

"You will stay under the watchful eye of Lance Corporal Levi from this moment on. Either way you will have to be taught how to use the 3D Maneuver Gear and taught how to kill titans. I can't trust you, but I can trust Levi here." He said and then Sasori noticeably fidgeted. "You have something to say?" Erwin asked.

Sasori sighed and then spoke up. This wasn't something he wanted to do, but it would work. He did need some freedom after all. "I can do a seal, which would bind me to be loyal to you and support your goals until I return home. I wont be able to betray you. If I tried I would be harmed and if I succeeded in truly betraying you, such as knowingly leading you to your death or actually killing you, I would die." He said through gritted teeth. Of course he could modify it to be as loose as possible, but he would be bound by some sort of contract. Sasori wanted to live, with freedoms, and if doing that would do so, then fine he would. That certainly didn't mean that he would like it.

"To be fair though, I am not usually this talkative, nor sociable. This is all rather out of character for me. So don't expect me to be docile like this for long." Sasori stated, his annoyance had started to show through, though his face didn't change that much from his usual bored, expressionless face.

"Sounds perfect. Lance Corporal Levi, you and your squad will stay here and witness this. Squad Leader Hange, please go let everyone ready to get moving again." Erwin said, and beckoned Sasori over. He flickered down and walked up to the Blonde. In that moment Sasori realized that the Corporal was his height. Sasori then figured that they would probably get along just fine. It was a bold assumption but the man's' crass language, strong determination and his short stature meant he wasn't to be messed with. The men under 5'5 club were always buddy buddy to some degree after all.

Sasori put on his hat and draped his cloak over his shoulders. He brought out a kunai from his hip pouch, asked for the man to donate a few drops of blood. After that was said and done, he took out a small brush, dipped it in the blood and painted a intricate design on his shoulder, and then stated what he had earlier. It glowed and then burned into his shoulder. It left a completely white mark where the blood had been put. The seal had been made. It was done and the game had started.

"Welcome to the Survey Corps, Sasori."

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"Why did you agree so fast Erwin, you have a crazy fucking plan don't you?" Lance Corporal Levi asked as they hopped on their horses. "I didn't realize we were that desperate." Levi didn't usually question Erwin's decisions, but this one was just so out there, he couldn't see where it could go.

Erwin simply smiled and waited to answer to make sure the red headed stranger was in a supply cart, far enough away he wouldn't be able to hear the answers. "You know me well Levi. If someone out there like that was against us, uncertain and willing to roll on their back for answers about where they are and this world around them, would you want them to be against us? He gave us half truths, as I would do." He paused for a moment, Levi thought it was for effect, before he continued. "That oath he gave essentially bound his life and loyalty to me, and anyone I trust. If he attacks or tries to kill someone or I feel threatened for them or by him, the seal will most likely activate. The kid is intelligent, and certainly noticed my wording."

"You're going to set Mike on him aren't you to see what he will do, and what effects are implemented. You crazy fuck, eyebrows." Levi chuckled and motioned for Erwin to continue.

"I saw this as an opportunity as it practically fell into our laps, and so I pounced. He reminds me a bit of how you used to be, like a wild animal. Most likely he won't be going back home for a while, and so I will use him in order to further our goals." Erwin said nonchalantly. Levi's eyes widened.

"God, I would hate to go against you. You know no one is going to trust the kid right? Even if we say we snagged him from the Underground, that will increase the way people will look at him. Eyes will be on us." Levi said as he kept an eye out for any flairs.

"It's no matter. I just didn't want him in the hands of the Military Police, or even our enemies. a trained assassin won't object to doing dirty work and has most likely seen the worst in the world. We will see what happens. Make sure to keep a close eye on him. We want his trust, teach him how to be like us if you have to. It is all for the benefit of humanity."

A/N: Someone pointed out that I had jumped the gun to include him into the corps. I was aware of it, and I was going to add this last piece as a memory later on in the story, however I decided to share with you guys why Erwin decided to hop on the opportunity as quickly as he did!

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