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-:D-
Wiping a bead of sweat that was rolling down the side of her face, Sakura Haruno sighs. She hadn't eaten in a day, and had been trudging through the desert for hours. To top it all off, she was on the mission alone. Just perfect. Her legs aching and burning from the constant movement, she pushes on.
"All this, for fucking what?" Her inner hisses.
For once, Sakura had to agree with her inner.
She had to travel for miles so that she could deliver a single scroll to the kazekage for lady Tsunade. Sakura knew that Tsunade had sent her on this mission on purpose.
Lady Tsunade thought she was weak.
Sure, Sakura had had bad moments in her past, when she couldn't control her emotions. Particularly around HIM. Bile rises in Sakura's throat as she forces her mind away from his image; his dark eye, often red in colour, dripping with hatred as he glared at his older murderous brother. His dark raven black hair, his scowl, his toned body.
Shaking her head, the kunoichi tries desperately to control herself, which she succeeds only a moment later.
Things had changed, she had changed. She no longer cared about him.
Sakura Haruno had given up on HIM, ages ago. All that mattered now was her missions, and getting stronger. But THEY thought she was weak. A weak young woman who couldn't fight to save her life.
They were wrong. And Sakura vowed to herself that she would prove them wrong. She was to complete all missions set for her.
…even stupid meaningless long and tiring missions like this one…
Sakura sighs deeply.
"At least we'll be there soon" Inner encourages, changing the subject.
Trues, Sakura could see the dark shadow of Suna's high walls and the large brown wooden gates that would open for her upon arrival. She licks her lips at the thought od being safe and actually getting to eat at last. The thoughts of her mission were a great distraction from her previously dark thoughts.
Again wiping a shimmer of sweat on her forehead, she opens the ouch that is resting on her hip, and takes a water canteen from it. Shaking it with a weak wrist, there is a quiet swishing sound, distant and hollow.
"Damn, it's almost empty" Her inner notes.
Growling loudly, she takes a swig of the refreshing water, using it all up.
Just as the last drop of the cool liquid drops onto the pink kunoichi's tongue, she stops.
"I sense chakra, and its oddly familiar" Her inner gasps.
The chakra was dark, powerful and had an intense familiarity.
Sakura was frozen at the images in her head, her eyes wide with fright from the horrifying memories.
Trying to rescue Gaara..the puppets with their dark and still expressions. The fake wooden smiles that sent her quivering body into overdrive. The poison spikes, flying everywhere..Lady Chiho, controlling sakura with her own strings…
And those eyes, those chestnut eyes, emotionless, red spikey hair, pale translucent skin, a wooden smirk…the thoughts made her shiver, her body trying to rid itself od the past memories filling the young womans head.
"Hey look,un. Its that pink haired girl who killed you, Sasori,un" Came a familiar voice.
The excited voice had broken sakura from her thoughts.
"B-But hes dead! We killed him!" Inner cries in fright.
Slightly quivering still, sakura forces herself to search for where the voice came from, slipping a kunai from another pouch on her thigh.
And then she saw them.
In the distance, sand swirling angrily through the air, the two figures slightly blurred. Sakura let out a slight hiss, and bent into a defensive position.
The two figures approached, and Deidara's annoyingly handsome smirk could be seen, his electric blue eyes glittering even in the heat of the day. But he was not why sakura was frozen in place, her eyes wide in horror.
Red hair, chestnut eyes, that same wooden smirk that screamed 'huge ego'.
"Sasori" Sakura hisses, crouching lower into a fighting stance.
Sasori just watches her, with an empty look on his face. "you've grown since the last time I saw you, little girl" He mutters, his eyes looking down her feminine body.
Yes, hadn't she changed? He remembers a mere child, pink obnoxious hair, huge green eyes that were too big for her head, a weak thing body. And as yet, he stares at this girl-no this woman, the same one who had killed him, as if she were a different person.
Her pink hair, framing her face, thick and sleek, her eyes, beautifully green and full with lashes. Her skin, a soft cream. Her body, curvy and slender. Her assets were not too overpowering. This girl from his past looked…strong.
"What are you going to do Danna, yeah?" His companion asks, clearly unaware that the red head wasn't paying attention. The pinkette watches him, a kunai held tightly in her hand; held so tightly, that her knuckles had turned white from the force.
"Danna, un?" his companion asks again. "are you going to kill her, yeah?"
Sasori shakes himself from his thoughts.
"no, such a rare beauty would make the perfect new addition to my puppets" he replies, tearing his eyes from the pinkette.
"Sakura, you cannot fight them. Together they are much stronger than you" her inner growls. "you have a better chance if you run…but maybe you shouldn't eh? 'Danna' is quite the looker hmmm?"
Sakura sighs deeply. For once, her inner had the opportunity to give her good advice, but once again spoiled it with her lusty mind.
"aww but Sasori, un! She killed you, yeah! You have to kill the bitch!" Deidara grumbles to his companion.
Sasori just stares limply at his partner with a look of great boredom. Why did I have to be paired with this idiot? He inwardly groans.
"Deidara, you are an idiot"
"No I am not, un!" the blonde replies, turning back to the pink haired kunoichi...Only to find his eyes looking at nothing. The bitch had gone.
"Sasori, un. She's gone, yeah" he mumbles.
The red head looks, and sure enough, she had disappeared.
Unfortunately for her, she had left an obvious trail behind her. Sasori follows it, taking no amount of time to do so, even in his new human form.
-:D-
Sakura races through the outskirts of suna. She had to hide. She had to run. For her life.
Turning through a backstreet, she decided to go through to the end and turn left, head through the west of the village, then head up to the kazekage tower and deliver the scroll. She would then race home after a small rest, and advise Gaara on the fact that akatsuki were spotted near suna.
But before she could reach the end, a figure appears in front of her.
"How the fuck did he find us so quickly!" Her inner cries in vain, as sakura's green orbs, clash with sasori's brown ones.
Gasping, sakura skids to a stop, then tries to retreat back up the way she had come, only to find Deidara standing in her way. Stopping in the middle of the backstreet, she curses openly.
"is there any point in fighting?" She hisses in her head.
"I don't know…" Her inner replies, quivering inside the pinkettes head.
She backs up against one of the walls, and stares from one akatsuki member to the other, waiting for an attack.
Sasori smiles. He was going to have so much fun. He steps towards her, and is filled with content as she tries to slip along the wall away from him, her eyes wide and frightened. Sakura flinches when he touches her face, caressing her cheek with his hand. It was surprisingly warm and pleasant against her skin.
He brings his face closer to hers. She makes no attempt to move away, knowing that such an action could make her situation a whole lot worse. "why am I acting like this?" she mutters inside of her head, her eyes locked with Sasori's.
Suddenly she looks away, not wanting him to see her weakness.
"You certainly would make a beautiful puppet…" he whispers hotly into her ear. This closeness causes the pinkette to blush a million shades of red. Her lips begin to tremble.
"stop it sakura!" she cries to herself. "stop being so weak and useless!"
Sakura's inner couldn't comment. She had fainted due to fright and was lying limp in sakura's head by now. "Damn you for not being here when I need you inner!" She cries furiously in her head.
Her thoughts were frantic and she couldn't think straight, let alone move. She was frozen to the spot.
"But perhaps I shouldn't make you one just yet hmm…" He whispers again, this time letting his other hand trail along her side. This simple action had sakura breathless and blushing redder than before. His soft hand dances back up her side, and a shiver involuntarily slips across her spine.
The fact that this man, her enemy, could make her blush and quiver was a very bad thing. Sakura knew this. But she could do nothing to prevent it.
Sasori pulls his face back slightly, to look her straight in the eyes. He was smirking devilishly. And sakura knew he was doing this on purpose. His hand stops on her hip and pulls her closer to him. Sakura's breath catches in her throat.
"I need to escape…" She thinks.
"Escape? Why the hell would you want to escape! I mean look at him! He's delicious…don't you just wanna know if her tastes as good as he looks?" Her inner cries, seeming to have woken from her slumber, and carrying on with her outrageous thoughts. Sakura manages to ignore them.
Sasori watches the girl with an amused look on his face. Her expressions were changing quickly, as if she was arguing with herself and this amused him to no end.
Deidara coughs. Sasori sends him a simple look. The blonde sighs. They may have not been on any particular mission, but Deidara wanted to keep things a bit hushes. Oh well, I'll go have some fun myself He thinks.
Deidara turns to leave. In just one look, he knew exactly what Sasori wanted. So he was going to terrorise some villagers while Sasori was 'busy'.
They had never had a problem with sexual urgencies when Sasori was a puppet. Deidara supposed he'd have to get used to it though. Sasori hadn't felt emotion, or felt touch, or anything as a puppet. So now he craved it.
After Deidara had gone, Sasori presses the pinkette further against the wall, making a sharp gasp escape her lips.
My, was this a better idea than making her a puppet He thinks to himself.
A few moments of silence transpasses between the two. The pinkette watches sasori, almost afraid of what he might do next. This makes sasori grin.
Sakura almost screams when Sasori picks her up bridal style, and begins to walk off. She certainly had not expected him to be so gentlemanly.
Sasori may have been a member of the akatsuki, a criminal, a murderer. But he was not a duche bag. He was not going to rape, or hurt a girl in an alleyway. It wasn't his way at all.
"Sakura…you know there is only one way out of this" Her inner mutters.
"And what is that?" She asks in her head, sighing.
"You've got to play the game. Its your only way out. Seduce him, and then run for it. That way, you get to have fun AND escape at the same time…"
Sakura doesn't reply. She blushes though and Sasori notices it, but says nothing.
She glances down at his arms, possibly trying to come up with an escape route, however all she does notice how strong he was, and how his pale skin looked creamy and soft…She tries to shake the thoughts from her head by turning her delicate face away from his arms.
She finds her green orbs confronted by sasori's chest.
"Oh shit".
Her inner squeals with glee, and sakura once again tears her vision away from him.
"Sakura admit it. All your other plans would fail. He's stronger than you. You killed him before, I know. But lady chiho was helping. You can't take him on your own"
Sakura sighs outwardly. Her inner was right. All her ideas and plans would fail. But she didn't like her inners idea. In fact, she hated it. Weighing up the pros and cons, she made up her mind. Her decision had her inner squealing with glee again.
-:D-
Sasori took her through the streets and further out of the main town. He was headed towards a motel right on the very edge of suna. It was where he and Deidara had been staying for the last few days. He pushes the main door open with his shoulder, and sakura instinctively hides her face in his chest, afraid of people seeing her.
But to her avail, there was no one around. Not even a desk clerk. She raises her head from his chest to look around.
It was deserted. She frowns. He and Deidara must have killed everyone.
Sasori moves through the motel, and opens a door on the left of the long corridor. It was right at the end.
Sakura suppresses a shiver as he opens yet another door. His chest had rubbed against her back and side as he did so, although sakura was unsure whether it was that or the fact that she was terrified that had caused her body to react in such a way. She hoped it was the latter of the two.
After Sasori had entered the room, sakura looked around, still cradled in his toned arms. Her eyes scanned all over for an escape route, but to her disappointment, she found none.
Sasori puts her down and goes back to the door it lock it.
-:D-
"It's now or never girl" Her inner states.
Sakura pauses.
"you can do it sakura" She tells herself. "You've been on tons of missions where you had to seduce to succeed. This is no different"
Taking a deep breath, she turns to face the red head, who was currently locking the door, sliding the bolts into the locks. Taking a few steps towards him, she steadies herself. He turns to face her, and she takes this as her cue. Stepping up to him, she presses both hands on his chest. As she does so, she closes her eyes at the contact and pushes his back to the wall.
The red head was unsure about what she was doing. But he let her push him against the wall, and let her lean up to him so their faces were inches apart. He let her lean yet closer.
"You're so sweet…" she whispers in his ear. "I wanna lick the wrapper…"
He smirks unconsciously at her. And she plants small kisses along his jaw line, from his ear to his chin.
Deciding that he wanted to be in control, he puts both hands on her hips and switches their positions, so she was now against the wall.
His hands grip her hips and she bites her lip to suppress a small moan. Sasori presses his lips against hers, and she willingly kisses him first. Deepening the kiss, his hands grip her harder. This time she does moan, and it is slightly muffled by his lips. He takes this moment to push his tongue into her mouth, and he is overwhelmed with her taste. It was sweet…like candy. Perfect.
Sakura didn't know why, but she liked the red heads kiss. A lot. His lips were soft and sweet and she couldn't help herself but kiss back, wanting more. Unconsciously, she wraps her arms around his neck, pulling him closer even more. The kiss was becoming increasingly heated, and sakura didn't think she could last without oxygen for much longer.
She breaks the kiss, only for Sasori to start nibbling on the base of her throat. Her head pushes back against the wall, her eyes closed shut in pure bliss. He had found her sensitive spot. And she was thoroughly enjoying it.
"S-Sasori…" She moans out, gripping the tops of his arms tightly. Her nails dig into his skin, leaving small beads of red blood along it.
Something begins to stir inside of her abdomen. Something she couldn't suppress.
A low moan echoes through his chest, and he once again lets his hands roam across her curves. Her breathing hitches and she shivers, arching her back off the wall slightly, she wriggles in pleasure against the cool stone wall.
"Sakura, take it higher. Make him soo blissed he won't know what hits him!" Her inner commands.
Sakura heeds her inners words and immediately wraps her legs around sasori's waist. He holds her up against the wall with his own body and still nibbles on her neck, leaving a few love bites here and there. She twists her body and presses her breasts against his firm chest, her lips skimming along his own neck, and she nibbles on his collar bone.
Sasori could feel his trousers becoming tighter. He has to do something to quench his need. And he had to do it fast.
The pinkette gasps when she realises she was moving again.
Sasori carries her over to one of the beds and rests her down on her back. Keeping her legs wrapped around his waist, she pulls him closer and kisses him fully on the lips again.
His hands start to roam her front, cupping her breasts before running down her stomach in small, circular movements.
Sakura closes her eyes once more, and is overcome with pleasure, desire and so much more. she lets out a few soft moans from beneath him.
"Sakura, take control. It's your only way of escaping"
"but do I really want to escape from this?" she thinks suddenly. This scares her. What was she doing? She couldn't be thinking like this! "he's the enemy! Your only doing this to escape! Don't ever forget that Sakura!" She cries all of this to herself. Only a short moment had passed.
Sakura twists them over, using her super strength. She straddles his waist, feeling his tight erection under her. She smirks down at him knowingly, her white teeth showing in perfect rows. She undoes the zipper on her shirt and tosses it to the side, exposing her bra clad breasts.
The pinkette the proceeds to run her hands from his shoulder, down his chest. Her hands were soft and delicate as they shifter over his taught muscled chest.
The red head watches her with curiosity. Had she changed her tune? And why so suddenly?
Two pale hands stop just before his waistband, a few moments pass, and slowly Sakura pulls his trousers off his body, again throwing the garment to the side, not caring where they landed.
"Only one left…" She thinks to herself.
With one simple flick of her powerful hands, the puppet masters boxers where ripped in half and both sections thrown away, joining the unwanted pants by the bed. Sakura's eyes widen.
"Oh wow, he is big" She thinks once more to herself, gaining a very loud squeal from her inner in the process.
The red head notices her shocked look and smirks at her. "scared little girl?" he teases, savouring her every expression.
Sakura looks him dead in the eyes.
"No" she replies simply.
Leaning forward slightly, she pushes herself lower down his body, causing friction between where her skin rubbed upon his. She reaches for his manhood, and takes it delicately in her soft hands, folding her fingers around it perfectly.
Then, surprising even Sasori, she leans her pink haired head down, and licks his erection, from the base to the head, in one sleek movement. He holds back a moan.
****and she, she licks me like a lollipop, like a lollipop****
She strokes his erection delicately, kissing along his length with ease. Yhe touch had Sasori throwing his head back in bliss. Her warm hands were amazing as they pumped him, her lips were fsoft and left wet patches along his skin.
Sakura keeps eye contact with him. Her pace was increasing, her delicate hands working him to their fullest. He lets out a predatorial moan and sifts his lean fingers through her pink hair. Her hair was soft and he enjoyed the feeling.
The pinkette once again bends her head over his increasing erection and sucks the tip, swirling her tongue around it. This earns a loud moan from him and she knew he was near his end.
Sasori didn't know what it was but he felt, complete…In this moment, this second, he didn't care about much else. Not even his puppets. Was it the way she smiled at him, even though they were enemies? Was it the way her eyes shone even in the darkness of the hotel room? Or was it the way her body seemed to fit his perfectly, her hips and his, aligned with ease and perfection?
Such pleasure was overcoming him and he knew that he couldn't last much longer.
She goes back to licking up his chest, leaving his erection to press against the flat of her stomach, and then she kisses him.
This kiss was different. It wasn't like the others. To sasori, it seemed almost pleading, like she was asking for forgiveness. For what, sasori did not know.
…
Suddenly, the kunoichi's hands left him, her lips left his skin, and the weight on his body was lifted.
Sasori opens his brown eyes to see a smirking pink haired kunoichi above him, green chakra strings, until he could clearly see that the strings were attached to his wrists.
"Fuck" he growls, thrashing against his binds. His movement only makes the chakra strings tighter, causing him to hiss in pain.
The pinkette retrieves her shirt from the floor and puts it on quickly. Sasori watches her the whole time, a blank expression on his handsome face. She forces herself not to look at him.
"I'm sorry…But this was my only option" Sakura whispers in his ear. Her tone was sweet yet sorrowful. Her lisp travel along his jaw line as they had once before and she pecks him on the lips lightly, before drawing away and heading straight for the door.
"I hope I will see you again Sasori" She states, before unlocking the door and shutting it closed behind her as she leaves.
-:D-
Sakura runs through the busy streets of Suna, her pink locks of hair flapping in the air as she picks up speed. Forcing more chakra into her feet and legs, she makes her way to the kazekage tower. She uses a quick jutsu to summon the scroll, and runs with it in her hand tightly.
"Hmm sakura, admit it, you enjoyed that" Her inner mumbles.
"Yes, I suppose I did" She admits.
"You should have let him fuck you" Her inner simply states.
Sakura blushes a deep red, but ignores her inner (again) and continues on her way to her destination. She was slightly relieved, but she couldn't ignore the tingly feeling she had in the pit of her stomach, or her racing pulse. She wondered if he had felt it too.
His eyes, his hair, his smell.
Sakura knew it. Her inner knew it.
She really did want to see the red headed puppet master again.
Even if he was meant to be dead.