Pudding Fon: Hey, it's me, Pudding Fon. I've been thinking of changing my name because I'm getting bored with the current one. Also, I'm having writers block on one thing and not on another. My writer block grows! Darn you, writers block! But here is my new fanfiction. I rewrote it so it was longer and more understandable. Enjoy!
Thinking
Demons' thoughts
Author's thoughts
NOTE FROM Pages Torn 'N Frayed: Hello, my real name is Emma. According to Pudding (and a lot of other people), my nickname is Pein.Pudding likes to bounce ideas off of me and ask me for fanfiction advice (mostly with her stories, sometimes other functions). A lot of the things on here we worked together to come up with (I didn't type them, obviously), but I do not know if she gives me credit in any of the chapters she writes/types, so I decided to give myself the credit due to me. On another note, I'm going to try to be Pudding's editor from now on (I'm her "best friend" and we practically live at each other's houses), but… my laptop (his name is Zorro (yeah, that's right, Zorro)) is currently is a state of disrepair. And I have absolutely no clue when he'll be fixed. Also, we have some mega exams coming up at school, snow is trapping us in our houses at the moment (we have another "Arctic Blast" coming soon), and to top it all off among the many unmentioned happenings going on in our lives – I have my own stories to work on. Besides that, I may not fully edit everything she has written/typed. And with that in mind, I leave you to read Bloody Red Cherry Blossoms! Good luck (I had to do a whole lot of grammatical surgery on this thing… it was dyingggg!).
Bloody Red Cherry Blossoms
Sakura was walking to Ichiraku's for ramen after a hard day of training. She wasn't tired, though. No, she just wanted to eat something. The full moon cast an eerie glow as watchful shadows seemed to scream at you to run. Sakura wouldn't though; she loved the night too much to do so. She also loved the moonlight, the gentle light cast that welcomed shadows all around her. She would love to dance in it, but there was never any time for that. Never any time for anything she enjoyed.
This seems more eerie than usual… Have you noticed that not even a drunken idiot is out tonight?
Yes, so it seems… Hey, do you smell that?
Right then and there the metallic tang of blood reached her nose, making her demon go berserk.
BLOOD!! Give me the blood! I want to drink it all!
Eh, no, thank you. I think we should see where it's coming from first. If it's an enemy than yes, you can have their blood. If not, than no blood for you!
Hmph. Fine kit, but you better hurry it up.
Sakura ran quickly, her hair flowing behind as she flew over the ground and rooftops across town toward her house in the Uchiha Clan's district. She opened the door to see her older brother, Itachi, standing over their parents. Blood was pouring out of their wounds, their eyes were as lifeless as their bodies, and their little brother was unconscious on the floor.
"Hey, nii-chan ("older brother" in Japanese), didn't I tell you I wanted to help you?" Sakura pouted.
"Well, I thought you were training, imouto ("little sister" in Japanese). You can't blame me."
"Still, you're not leaving without me, you may need me."
"Why should I allow you to come with me? Who knows what the Akatsuki would do to you."
"I wouldn't care if they tried to kill me. Anyway, they would be digging their own graves and you know that," Sakura hissed.
"You're not even packed. You'll just slow me down."
"Lies!" Sakura said accusingly, but with good humor "I'm already packed and ready to go, so take that!" Sakura stuck out her tongue.
"You can't, you're only 11."
"And you're only, what, 13? I'm not that young, Itachi. Besides, it's not like I'm asking Sasuke to come...oh and Sasuke is waking up." She pointed at their awakening otouto ("little brother" in Japanese).
"Fine, just hurry up," he grumbled, cursing under his breath.
Sakura walked out with a small backpack in hand.
"Are you sure you're completely packed?"
"Yes, why?"
"You know why…" Itachi growled
"…"
They headed out at a breakneck pace, but after a while Sakura ran to far ahead and soon enough out of Itachi's sight. Itachi panicked subtly as he stopped and tried to locate Sakura's chakra signature.
"POP goes the weasel~!"
Itachi jumped and turned around. No one there. He turned around again to see Sakura's face. He shook his head.
"Weasel-kun, hurry up, you're too slow! And you thought I was going to slow you down? You can do that all by yourself! Now. Hurry. Up!" Whined Sakura.
"You know I don't have as much chakra as you do, now shut up," stated Itachi.
"Not my fault. You should have trained more," Sakura retorted.
We have been running for three days straight and she's still not tired, Itachi sighed.
We have only been walking for three days and he decides to take a break? Pathetic, Sakura grumbled under her breath.
I think he's way too weak to be in the Akatsuki…
For once, we agree.
"Leader-sama, he's coming," announced a jagged voice.
"Good."
Pein watched with the Akatsuki till someone came into view followed by… something pink!? He wasn't expecting anyone except the Uchiha prodigy.
Pein threw a kunai, but instead a kunai was held to his throat.
"I thought Itachi was welcomed here, I didn't think you guys would actually try killing him. What a shame," Sakura spoke with a fake smile that sent shivers down the Leader's spine.
Kill him! Kill him now! I want his blood, kill him!
Let me have my fun first.
Fine then. Bloo…d heeh heh heeeh!
Her smile morphed into something utterly devilish. Everyone shivered with dread.
"How about I slit your throat and save nii-chan the trouble of killing you himself."
"Imouto let him go. Now!"
"Fine, Weasel-kun." Sakura stepped back, giving Pein his throat back.
The Akatsuki members just glanced at each other in surprise at what she could have done just a second ago – kill Pein right then and there.
"Just so you know, you could have died," she said letting go of Leader.
"Aren't you going to tell us your name?" Smirked a blue haired and blue skinned man around his early 20's.
"Sakura Uchiha at your service. I'm 11 years old," she said with a hyper pose as she put her kunai away. "Now, before we contin–"
"Wait, Leader-sama, you're going to let a kid that is most likely still in school join!?" Stuttered Deidara, "…un!!"
"For your information, I graduated when I was 5, so shut up!" Sakura spat. "As I was saying before I was so rudely interrupted, what are your names?" She smiled at them.
"Tobi's name is Tobi!" A floating lollipop head said.
"Hi, Tobi," she said with a sweat drop.
"Kisame." Came gruffly.
He smells of fish. Mmm~ tasty, tasty fish!
"Hiya, Fishstick!" Sakura said, earning a glare from Kisame and a few chuckles from the rest of the motley group.
"Deidara, un," was said proudly.
"Nice hair," her smile resembled the ever common KITTY FACE OF DOOM!
"Uhhhhh, thanks… un…?" He was now busy trying to look at his hair.
"Kakuzu," you could hear the money… love (obsession)… in his voice.
It's the chucky the doll, lol!
"Konnichiwa, Kakuzu!"
"Zetsu," said both good and evil Zetsu.
"Hey, multiple personalities! Cool!" Sakura gave a thumb up.
"……………………………………. (-_-U)"
"Hidan." More grumbling today? What is with everyone?
"Hello, Jashin worshipper."
"How the fucking hell did you know that!?"
"I use to have a friend that worshipped Jashin. She had the same personality, too."
"Konan," was said with absolutely no trace of human feeling in her tone.
Finally, another girl.
"I can feel we are going to be really good friends, Konan."
Yeah, right…
"Sasori."
Emotionless much?
But that's what makes him cute~.
What are you talking about?
Just look at him! The red hair, the perfect body, not to mention he's been staring at you for the past thirty minutes without blinking!
He has…?
"Hey, Sasori," she said.
Sakura took out a lollipop and started licking it.
"Tobi wants a lollipop!!"
"Get your own, it's mine," she said. She took a huge bite out of it.
You already have one, idiot. It's ON YOUR HEAD!
She began prancing around the base while singing "lollipop, lollipop, oh lolli-lolli-lolli-lollipop!" then making a popping sound. Tobi started singing with her.
Great. Another Tobi, just what we need, Pein started to rub his temples, fearing the imminent migraine.
"Where's mmmmy rooooommmm?"
Sweat drop.
"Ummmm… we only had one spare room, so how about sharing one. Ummmm… number 13," Pein finally decided.
(Yay, unlucky 13! Yay! Lets twirly twirl~!)
Sakura skipped to her new room, but accidentally dropped her bag in the middle of the hallway.
…Now where did I drop my bag…?
Her thoughts were broken when she heard a sound that was similar to someone lifting weights.
She ran over to see Tobi trying to lift her bag. Tobi's head turned as he was not able to pick up the extremely heavy, but deceptively small bag.
"Sakura-chan, Tobi doesn't see how you are able to pick this up!"
"It's light. How is it that you can't pick it up?" She said, picking it up with one finger and walking back to Room 13. She opened the door and to her surprise, the room was filled with puppets. Not those creepy puppets that want to make you scream and run away, but the cool kind that was used for combat and ninja arts.
Wow, so detailed! And it seems whoever did these took really good care of them, they don't have a speck of dust on them. … They look so lifelike…
"That's a surprise; I wouldn't think you would be interested in something like this."
Sakura turned around to see the red head that had been staring at her earlier.
"Pein said that we would be sharing a room, so welcome to my room. There are a few rules, but mainly, don't touch my puppets. Ever."
"Alright and here are my rules: no touching my pocky or candy. Manga is open to anyone who wants to read it. Meaning, no ripping or tearing or someone will have to pay. Dearly."
Sasori's POV
"Alright and here are my rules: no touching my pocky or candy. Manga is open to anyone who wants to read it. Meaning, no ripping or tearing or someone will have to pay. Dearly." She smiled happily. She was so happy, in fact, that (just like in some manga and anime) flowers started to pop up out of nowhere.
Okay, I don't think anyone except Tobi or Konan would do that, but still, it's amazing how her mood can swing to the point that one moment she's deadly and ready to kill and then the next, she's perky and full of spunk. I think she may come to grow on me.
(He has no idea how right he is! Tee hee!)
Me: Hey guys, I know some of the characters are OOC, but I had to make them match my story plot.
Nekomata: Why am I barely in this?
Me: Because the next chapter will have… Oops… I said too much.
Nekomata: Remember what you decided to do. Do it before you forget.
Me: Thanks, Nekomata. She is talking about me putting the poems I created at the end of the story. Most of them are based on my life or someone else's (but mostly me). This one is about the world around everyone.
Far too long
By Jennifer
What's the matter with people nowadays?
Taunting people and calling names
Making the ground run red
Now that millions are dead
People mourn and people cry
Blood and murder every day
They have killed, but they never pay the price
Why do we live in such a horrible, yet beautiful world?