Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. They all belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Full Summary: "I know you don't like me" Sakura said and smiled through her tears. She flinched when he leaned down. "How naïve of you, kunoichi, to say something so bold." His lips moved closer to hers, "When really," His voice was husky, seducing in every form. "you have no idea."

Pairings: SakuraxPein, Sasuke, Akatsuki, some Konoha and Suna boys.

Warnings: Some sexual situations and ocs.


"Love cures people, both the ones who give it and the ones who receive it."

Dr. Karl Menninger.

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"She was a foolish girl." An old woman began to whisper across the fire. "Foolish enough to actually believe in love and happy endings." All the children perked up, clinging to the grass around them. They were sitting in a clearing, the old woman leaning against the largest tree they have ever seen.

It was evening and the fire provided them enough light to see each other.

"She was beautiful and fair, and any man, be it shinobi, civilian or noble, who set eyes on her, wanted to keep her for themselves; Like a beautiful treasure meant to be sought out by men and worshiped once had." Her voice was soft and calm, making the children slip in trance.

"There was no exception." The children nodded, leaning forward. "She was quite the kunoichi, but even at age eighteen she was extremely naive."

"How could she be so wonderful?" A small voice escaped the lips of a small child. The woman looked at him. His midnight blue hair and bright, cerulean eyes made her heart ache with longing. "My teacher said that a good shinobi never trusted anyone. Not even himself."

The woman smiled sadly, touching her face as though the words had stung her.

"Being in love makes people do things they wouldn't normally do." The words slipped out of her lips and a few of the small kunoichi sighed dreamily, wishing she'd continue. The woman folded her hands and locked her eyes with the flames in front of her. "Things that led to happiness and smiles and laughs."

"I'm so, so happy."

"Things that led to regrets and guilt and tears..."

"I wish I could have to avoided this."

She paused before continuing.

"She was very much in love with a man who betrayed the Konoha Village, and would stop at nothing to bring him back." Flames reflected in her dull orbs, making the children shift uncomfortably. It was frightening how the reflection of fire made her look like she was on the verge of breaking down. "She had ordered squads of many to find him, even going on some herself-"

"But they couldn't find him, right?" The same voice piped, earning various glares from the rest of the children, but the woman only nodded.

"They couldn't find him. Everybody believed him lost and only the kunoichi and her best friend still held faith. But that didn't mean they didn't consider abandoning too. Sometimes, they missed him so much it even hurt to properly breath."

'Naruto, I can't breath anymore! It hurts so much!'

"In times like those they wished to forget about the traitor."

'I wish I could forget him, Sakura-Chan.'

"To hate him like the others."

'I hate him. I love him. He's a traitor. He's my friend.'

"To go on in life."

'Why can't we be like the other teams?'

"And they tried to, each in their own way. The shinobi trained very hard, soon becoming the strongest shinobi in his generation. He hid his sorrow behind grins and laughs and jokes. Seeing him, you would never have thought he'd consider killing himself to stop the pain."

Some children gasped and glanced at the girl with bright blond hair and lavender, pupil-less eyes. She was staring at the woman with an unreadable expression, which was unusual for the usually bright, cheerful and loud twelve-year old.

"The kunoichi dropped from fights and strength and killing. Instead, she threw herself into medical expertise and became worlds' most successful medic in history. She hid her sorrow behind smiles and temper-tantrums and work. Seeing her, you would never have known she'd cry herself to sleep or that she'd-"

The woman abruptly stopped and looked at the children before her.

"Let's go on with the main story, shall we?" She smiled gently. "One day, the Godaime Hokage, also known as the Slug Princess, decided to lend her apprentice three months of vacation. She had noticed how the kunoichi seemed to drift more in her own little world and was worried for her."

"What was her name?" A brown-haired, Hyuuga boy asked. All the children nodded, leaning in even closer then jumping back when the edges of flames hit their noses.

She looked up at the dark night sky, deprived of any stars. Her breath whistled out of her lips, letting the wind blow her blue-gray tresses wildly.

"Her name was Haruno Sakura."


How many tears must be shed
Every Heart, Before we can become honest?
To whom must we proclaim our feelings
Every Heart, So that we can no longer feel loneliness?

I was frightened by the long, long nights
I prayed to the distant stars

Loose locks of pink fell down a slender back as she took her old friends crimson ribbon out. She stared at the red silk, this time deprived of the Konoha headband. Oh, how she wished to see Ino again. It had been a week since she had been in any contact with another human being, which made her already desperate for another's company. She was used to seeing people everyday, her status as medic made sure of that.

Round and round in looping time
We are searching for love
For we want to grow stronger and stronger
We still look up to the high skies today

After forcefully being sent on vacation, Sakura had decided to just travel through the lands, disguised as a traveler. On missions, she had not really paid attention to the beauty of it but now, she found herself relinquishing in those pure lands of nature. She picked up herbs to replenish the stocks in Konoha and flowers just to make flower crowns and bouquets.

What kind of smile must we come across
Every heart, Before we can take a step towards our dreams?
A person in the face of sadness
Every Heart, His happiness drifts in slumber

Someday, someday, may all souls
Find true peace

And after some time, Sakura found herself forgetting the worries and sadness and stress. She forgot Sasuke and she forgot Naruto and Konoha. Now, this time, the only thing that mattered was her well-being and the beauty around her.

Round and round in looping time
We live and come to understand things
At times laughing, sometimes crying
We will continue to walk again today

She was currently sitting in the shade of a tree, enjoying the calm and peacefulness the lake before her gave her and making a flower crown for herself. The place was full of flowers. Red, pink yellow, blue... It was a paradise of colors. And she loved it.

In the corners of my childhood memories
There is a warm place, So Sweet
Where the stars talk of a future
That will always sparkle, So Shine

Round and round in looping time
We are searching for love
For we want to grow stronger and stronger
We still look up to the high skies today

Round and round in looping time
We live and come to understand things
At times laughing, sometimes crying,
We will continue to walk again today


"Any passerby would have seen a beautiful, pink-haired woman, singing with a melodious voice and wearing a flower crown on her head." The old woman own woods and

"A fairy!" a petite girl chirped.

The old woman grinned. "Yes, a fairy, lost in her own woods, naive enough to believe no harm will fall upon her. The perfect prey for the rogue nins who had been harassing a village not far from the lake. She had set up a trap, not able to let them go on any longer. She knew she wouldn't be able to fight them, even with her inhuman strength the Slug Princess had taught her. They were with too many, so she coated the strings of her trap with poison."

Silence fell over the children as her lips spread open once again, impatiently awaiting what was to come next.

"She wasn't counting on capturing a God. And to heal him would be to destroy all of Konoha."


Her breath stood still, her heart had stopped beating. And she was sure she was trembling on the outside as well as on the inside. Emerald orbs wide. Everything around her seemed to freeze as she locked eyes with one of the most feared men of legends. Everything from his face to his body petrified her.

He clutched his neck, just staring at the pink haired woman in front of him. Blood seeped through his hands and onto the ground. How had he been so careless? To actually walk into a chakra string was beyond him. None the less a medic's chakra strings. He watched her lips part to let a barely audible 'eep' slip out.

"S-Sorr-Sorry." Sakura began, sucking in her breath, "These-these were n-not placed for y-you." She was unsure if she should heal the monster or leave him be. The logical part of her mind told her to slip in the role of the innocent one and not flee. Even injured and poisoned, the Akatsuki leader would have no hard time to catch her or worse. So, she bowed.

"This," The man said, his monotone voice making her shiver more. "is humiliating." Sakura bowed even lower, letting her long locks rest on the ground. "I assume this poor excuse for poison is your remedy, yes?" He said, his ringed orbs studying her small frame.

When her head gave a weak nod, he continued. "Then you will heal this." He unclasped his hand from his neck letting crimson pour out from underneath. Sakura wanted nothing more then to run away and let him die, but instead she gave another weak nod. She glanced one time at the gash in his neck, all it took her to assess the severity of it.

Pein noticed it and couldn't help but remember her from somewhere.

"This isn't a deep wound." Sakura's voice had turned into a whisper, not wanting to be heard or seen. She inwardly thanked Kami, she didn't stutter anymore. "But the poison is quite strong. It will last a few days before its fully out of your system."

He lowered himself to the ground, leaning against the tree.

"I expect to be fully healed by tomorrow."

It astonished her that he was being so civil. She had thought the leader of the Akatsuki as a cruel, merciless arrogant bastard. His calm and stoic demeanor shocked her.

"If you try and kill me, I will take your life without hesitation."

Well, all dreams had to be shattered.

Sakura nodded, placing a dry cloth around his wound letting the blood soak itself up before sighing shakily. Her body quivered, his body was as cold as ice, which was something she wasn't used to. He observed her hovering his body, her reddish lips opening every time before abandoning it. Finally, she mustered the courage to speak.

"I will need to take your cloak off."

"No."

Sakura snapped her mouth shut, trying to calm herself and not punch him in the tree. Leader or not, she was the medic here! But she complied and hesitantly cupped his cheeks. He didn't respond so, closing her eyes, she let her chakra stop the flow of the poison, all the while assessing the damage.

Pein profited from it to study her more closely. She had a permanent blush on her cheeks and pouty red lips, a slightly wide forehead that gave her an air of innocence, heart-shaped face, button nose, long eyelashes. All that framed by dark pink bangs the size of her face.

He had to admit, she was really pretty. He presumed that she had been on a seduction mission and that the trap had been for lowly nins who liked to ravish on girls. And he fell for it. Pein clenched his hands. He blamed his curiousness for it. If he hadn't been wanting to know who had been singing that beautiful song with that heavenly voice, he would already have arrived at the Base.

But, he mused, watching her frown cutely, this is also good. Her chakra was soothing and made him feel peaceful.

"I'll need to replace the tissue you've damaged," Sakura spoke softly, opening her eyes and taking in all his features. His burgundy hair came over his headband, brushing against a straight line of piercings running down his nose. He was just as the stories and reports had described, they had everything right.

She let go of him.

"I'm going to make an antidote before you so you can see which ingredients I'm going to use." she said and leaned over him to take her bag, who laid next to him. She took herbs out, a spoon and a bowl. Pein watched as she prepared the antidote and he found himself studying her more than the ingredients.

She was really beautiful, he admitted to himself again as he watched her hips sway when she stood up and walked to the nearby lake. She knelt down and filled the bowl with the clear water. The perfect kunoichi for a seduction mission. From the flower crown on her head and the lose pink hair that fell all the way to her waist to the white dress that reached mid-thigh. His gaze went lower.

She was bare feet.

Now, she gave him the impression of a fairy from the silly stories old women told little children. She just needed the wings. But Pein liked the term angel much better. A god was, after all, surrounded by beautiful angels that took care him in exchange for his protection against the devils.

Besides, pointy ears were a bit too childish.

She knelt next him. "I'll need you to drink this."

She dipped her hand into a steaming bowl. The liquid was thick and managed to stay in her hands without seeping through the cracks. He eyed it; the liquid was a colorless, thick and substantial. "It will draw out most of the poison, and rise the remaining to your pours so I can remove it manually."

He opened his mouth and drank from her hands he held in his big one. Surprisingly, it even soothed the pain from the wounds he got from his fight earlier and he unconsciously liked the palms of her soft hands. She gasped but left it as it was. She knew how painful her poison was and didn't blame him, even if a part of her wanted to smack him on the head for being so insistent.

When had finished, Pein looked up at her. "Another bowl."

And she made another, because she had heard the tiny, nearly non-existing pleading and relief behind his words. At the hospital, many shinobi who wanted to impression her or not show weakness spoke like that.

Naruto, Kakashi, Sai, Yamato, Tenten, Kotetsu, Genma, Negi, Kiba, Shino, Lee, Gai... Heck, even the Kazekage of Suna spoke like that. So, she didn't protest and fed him again. Sakura inwardly sighed as she looked at how her herbs were quickly reducing in quantity.

Suddenly, he clutched his chest and bent over.

Sakura's brow furrowed slightly. "This isn't supposed to be happening." Her voice drifted, concerned more for her health than his. But then her eyes widened. The wounds she had noticed earlier when her chakra studied his body...

It already had poison in it. And a powerful one at that, if she hadn't detected it earlier. This was bad. Two powerful poisons mixing wasn't good. Really not good.

Each poison had its own way of attacking the victim, and its own way of being taken out. Hers just needed an antidote and a bit of chakra. This one needed...

"The liquid shouldn't be keeping itself inside like this. At this rate I'll have to-" Sakura cut herself off. She helped him lean against the tree. Pein watched her holding his hard gaze and was fascinated by the determined fire in those large, green doe eyes.

"Pein-sama," She began, it surprised him that she held such boldness to speak his name. Even the members of the Akatsuki called him Leader-Sama. "If you want to live, I-"

He cut her off with a nod, not quite sure what she was going to do.

She bent over, disgusted, and placed her lips over the wound. To any passerby, it would have looked like an exotic vampire was sucking the blood out of her handsome prey. He began to feel her sucking the venom out. She raised her head and spat onto the ground, letting the soil immediately soak it up. She opened her lips again, and repeated.

A large part of her felt like vomiting right there, but an even larger part of her didn't want to die before her nineteenth birthday. She forced herself to think that it wasn't his blood, poisoned, she was tasting in her mouth.

When she felt him relax under her, she immediately stopped and stripped him off his cloak, this time without asking. Pein didn't protest. She then turned to his large wound and lifted up a delicate eyebrow. If Inner was still in me, she would have had a nosebleed, she thought.

Akatsuki no Pein, most wanted criminal and Kage of Amegakure, didn't wear a shirt.

She focused on the task before her and put her hand over the large, infected wound covering his stomach and chest. After a while of healing in which Pein could only stare at Sakura while she focused on task before her, the wounds began closing up. They didn't disappear. Why waste more chakra on someone like him, she thought.

The green light went out and Sakura breathed deeply. Healing infected, poisoned wounds while preventing her own poison to make it worse was certainly tiring. "If there's any more poison left in your body, I'll know by nightfall." She said and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

"I will not waste my time here. Fix this now." He said. Ordered.

"Gomen nasai." Sakura bowed her head, and turned away not feeling the slightest of sorry for him. A large hand cupped her face and forced it towards his own.

She stared in those hypnotic ringed orbs.

"You are not forgiven."


"That's..." The violet-haired girl trailed off, not finding the exact word.

"Frightening?" A brown-haired boy suggested.

"Disgusting?" A silver-haired mask wearing girl followed.

"Romantic." The violet-haired girl deadpanned and her statement was followed by many dreamy sighs from most of the girls. The boys and the masked girl gagged. "And unexpected."

"Yes, it was, in an unexpected way." The old lady smiled, inwardly laughing at the different expressions they wore. "And she needed to live in order to find her love."

"Who was he?" The Hyuuga boy asked.

"Uchiha Sasuke." Gasps echoed. Everyone knew that story. Uchiha Sasuke and Uzumaki Namikaze Naruto. It was one of the most, if not the most, legendary fight in the history of Konoha.

Best friends. Eternal rivals.

The Avenger. The Sixth Hokage.

"Wow." was all they could say.

The old woman smiled ruefully. She knew what they must be thinking now.

The Cherry Blossom.

"I don't want to be a Cherry Blossom. O don't want to die young."

The God.

"I am your God. And you will be my Angel."

The Avenger.

"I'm free of all prejudices. I hate everyone equally."

The Hero.

"I am, in truth, sick of hero stories. And guess what? I'm writing my own heroic story."

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This is only where the story begins, children. This is only the beginning.


Out off all the characters I've written about so far, Pein was the scariest to write. He's fucking hard.

So, I got this idea from kolesteah with her story; 'With Peircings so Deep'.

It had a good story plot but I didn't like how she/he wrote it. I decided to rewrite her story in my own way.

You could say this is a fanfic of another fanfic.

Bon, hope you like it.

And also I see Sakura as Megurine Luka. Her dress resembles the dress of Luka in 'Just Be Friends' without the black boots and with the flower crown on.

Oh and also the lyrics of her song aren't mine. They belong to an Inuyasha song. Ending 4; Every Heart.

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