Okay, so originally, I was not going to make a sequel to "Foolish" buuut as you can see, I changed my mind :D
Sakura's new adventure: Akatsuki - the beginning.
Her phone vibrated in her hand, but she ignored it.
5 missed calls from Uchiha Sasuke along with 7 unanswered and unread texts.
Frowning, she put her phone back in her pocket.
Mindlessly, she stared out of the window in Itachi's car, into the darkness outside, watching as the light from streetlamps, houses and buildings thinned out, until there really was nothing but pure darkness outside. It seemed that they were going somewhere outside the city.
Dark clouds filled the sky, and the rain was pouring down. Ever since she had run out of tears, the sky had been crying for her.
And somehow, it eased the pain she felt.
The silence in the car was comforting too. Itachi had looked at her once or twice during their currently 10 minutes long drive, but otherwise he had kept his eyes on the road.
Both of his hands were also firmly placed on the steering wheel, though the first time Sasuke had called, one of his warm hands had reached out and grabbed hers, stroking the top of her hand for about a minute.
She smiled to herself.
Not many people got to experience this side of Itachi; the loving and caring side.
Itachi and Sasuke were completely different people attitude wise.
Where as Itachi was calm and collected, Sasuke was arrogant and had a temper that almost rivaled her own.
Itachi had a handful of trustworthy friends, whom he all could rely on. Sasuke had tons of friends and fangirls, whom he could count on as much as one could count on Shikamaru to get up at 5 in the morning.
From what she knew, Itachi had never really dated any girls, or boys for that matter.
Sasuke had been a big-time playboy.
Or at least she thought she could say that in past tense, but apparently she had been wrong.
They got together right before her 18'th birthday, and a few weeks ago she turned 20, and now, their a little over two years long relationship had been destroyed because he couldn't keep it in his pants, leaving her heartbroken.
The feeling of betrayal was overwhelming her, and she began to wonder, if Sasuke had been cheating on her through their whole relationship?
Maybe she had been too naive thinking that he would and could change just for her.
Maybe she just hadn't been interesting enough? Maybe she had been to boring in the bedroom, and therefore Sasuke went to other women to get pleasure...
Yes. That was probably it.
An image of the blond woman Sasuke had bedded flashed through her mind. ~her best friend.
Maybe Sasuke preferred to have more experienced females in his bed?
...
He leaned against the red door separating him from his ~girlfriends apartment.
His head and stomach ached from all the blows he had received from the violent Akatsuki.
He let out a groan and took a deep breath, ignoring the ripping pain in his ribs.
He had been lucky that the bi-polar male had been there to stop Hidan from beating him to death.
"Hidan, don't you think that's enough? Though I would have loved to see you rip him apart limb from limb. I do not think leader would be pleased with such occurrence"
With a fist raised right in front of his victim, ready to strike, Hidan looked at his partner.
"What the fucking hell, Zetsu?! This little shit fucking-"
"I know what he did, Hidan, but let him go for now. The girl is with Itachi. Weasel is taking her to the head-quarters"
With those words the male known ad Zetsu began walking away.
"Tsch, you were lucky this time kid. But pray to that I never see you again"
The two Akatsuki members had left quickly, leaving him to his own misery in the empty and quiet hallway.
He couldn't believe what he had heard the male - Zetsu - had said.
She was with his brother.
His goddam brother of all people.
She wasn't supposed to have found out. She was supposed to stay with him, marry him and have his children, happily unknowing of what he had done with her best friend.
But why had he done it you might wonder?
It was actually quite simple. He had been scared.
Scared, by the seriousness of their relationship.
Before he had met Sakura, he had been the number one playboy.
He was probably the most popular male in school, and no one had ever rejected him. If girls didn't fall for his good looks, he would use the spellbinding charm that all Uchiha's seemed to be born with. No one could withstand that. That was until she came to the school.
She rejected him. Multiple times even, and though he in the beginning had found it annoying, he couldn't help but feel more than a physical attraction towards her. She was smart, kind, and somehow she always seemed to be happy, except from when someone pissed her off, which was quite often now that he thought about it, then she was outright scary.
And though he preferred dark colours, he found that pink wasn't such a bad colour at all, at least not on her.
When he found out how close friends she was with Naruto, he felt jealous. How did his best friend, the biggest dope on earth, manage to befriend a girl who was so immune to his advances?
But he managed to turn their friendship into his own advantage.
Naruto was more than willing to talk about Sakura, and shared basically everything he knew about her with Sasuke.
So with the help of Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura became friends, and started going out shortly after.
He had thought that it would be over after their first time together. That his heart would stop its ridiculous fluttering and the butterflies in his stomach would die.
But guess what? -They didn't.
It irked him.
She was supposed to be a one-time plaything like all the other girls, but he couldn't bring himself to breaking up with her.
She was too special for him to do something like that to her.
He was happy when he was with her. He could be himself, himself and no one else.
And as their relationship reached it's 1 years anniversary, he realized something.
He loved her. He really fucking loved her.
He wanted her to be his forever; just the thought about her being in another mans arms made his blood boil.
He began fantasizing about how a life would be like with her.
How he would propose when the time came for that.
Where they would live.
How many children they would have.
And that scared him.
He had never thought he would be planning things like that ever in his life. And what scared him the most was, that he couldn't even be sure of what the future would bring.
There were no promises or anything, just a great, big unknown.
What if Sakura left him?- he had begun to wonder. She had rejected him in the past; there was no guarantee that she wouldn't leave him for someone else.
And that uncertainty scared him more than anything else.
It scared him back to his old lifestyle, and he hated and loved every single second of it. He loved Sakura, he knew that, and he knew that what he was doing was the worst kind of betrayal.
But it was necessary. Those girls were his safety line. If Sakura left him, he would not stand alone as a sore looser. He would just jump right onto the next girl.
And though he knew how horrible it was, he loved it. It was thrilling seeing someone behind his girlfriends back. There was something about the danger of getting caught that excited him.
And his plan had worked perfectly for just under a year, he kept sleeping with countless girls and Sakura didn't suspect a thing.
It was almost too good to be true. And it turned out it was.
To make it as short as possible:
He had met Ino in a little café earlier on the day, and with a couple of compliments here and there plus a innuendo or two, the blond-haired woman was practically trying to jump him right there and then.
They had taken a cap back to his place. And they didn't even make it to the bedroom.
She caught him, and here he was now, alone and miserable.
He didn't want those other women.
He wanted her.
And now, he needed to figure out how he could get her back.
The air was cold against her skin when she stepped out of Itachi's car, luckily it had stopped raining and the wind was no more than a gentle breeze now. Though it was probably just the calm before the storm, Sakura suspected.
It was quite refreshing to feel the wind gently on her face as they walked towards the large building that belonged to the Akatsuki forces. The house had been build in the middle of a large forest, and unless you knew where the house was located, it would be nearly impossible to find.
A small smile crossed her face, as she remembered how she had used to call it "the Akatsuki lair" as if they were a handful of criminals instead of police officers.
She had only been there a handful of times, but it felt like a second home to her.
Though the people inside the building were some of the most powerful and dangerous non-criminal people to be around, they were the nicest people on earth, especially Konan.
Konan was the only female member of the Akatsuki, and a woman whom all the members feared and respected, though Sakura had trouble seeing why they were scared of the blue-haired woman. Konan always made sweets for her and braided her hair while they talked. But of course, she never saw the icing glares Konan send the other members when they got too close to Sakura.
As they reached the large front door, Itachi reached out and opened the door for her. As soon as she entered the hall, she could hear the muffled sound of voices coming from a room somewhere.
Slipping out of her jacket and taking of her shoes, she hurriedly followed Itachi upstairs. When they came up, Itachi continued straight ahead until he came to a door labelled "Meeting room". With one glance at her, he knocked at the door before opening it.
The room they entered was quite big and bright. The walls were decorated with ebony wooden panels and expensive paintings, while the floor was made from light marble.
The furniture in the room were quite modern, which actually didn't surprise her since the whole building was rather new, a long dark-wooded table, with white leather chairs all around, it filled most of the room only leaving a small amount of space for bookshelves and plants.
Most of the Akatsuki had already found themselves a seat around the table, however their famed leader was missing from his seat, which she assumed would be the empty chair next to Konan. It was no secret to anyone that Konan and Pein often kept close together. The two of them had grown up in an orphanage together; they were practically brother and sister.
"Sakura, Itachi" A soft voice suddenly snapped her out of her thoughts. "Please, take a seat" Konan gestured towards two separate seats on each side of the table. While Itachi merely gave a curt nod to the blue-haired woman, before taking a seat next to Kisame, Sakura offered her a small, grateful smile before making her way to sit between Deidara and Sasori.
Whilst she moved towards the only free seat on the room, she could feel how all eyes were on her.
Sakura had no doubt that they already knew what had happened between her and Sasuke.
The silence in the room was almost awkward as she sat down. Everyone was staring intently at her, as if they expected her to break down and cry.
This continued for two agonizing minutes more; everyone staring at Sakura and Sakura avoiding any kind of eye contact by looking at the many fascinating paintings in the room.
Just as she was about to snap at them and tell them to mind their own fucking business, Pein choose the exact moment to enter the room.
As always, Pein radiated with an aura of power and confidence mixed with a little mystery. As he walked towards his seat, while sending her a smouldering look and an almost non-evident smile, she couldn't help but to compare him to one of those super-villains she saw in films, who all had the main goal to take over the world. She did not quite know what it was that caused the comparison... Maybe it was the fact that he looked more like a criminal rather than a detective. Yeah, that was probably it, all those piercings adoring his face did not exactly scream justice.
Her eyes continued to follow Pein's tall frame as he pulled out his chair, sat down and then cleared his throat.
"Welcome, Sakura. I do hope you had a comfortable journey here" He spoke formally while casually ignoring the fact that everyone knew, or at least everyone should know, her journey, as he had called it, had been anything else than comfortable. But she felt thankful for it, the less she thought about it the less it hurt and with Pein's welcome, it was clear that the events of the night did not play a part in her presence there, and therefore it would not be discussed.
"This will not be a very long meeting. There's merely something that I have been, well dying, to get done, and I thought this to be the right moment to get it over with"
While everyone's eyes were on him, he reached into the inner-pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a little black box. Almost instantly everyone tensed up and followed the box's journey as Pein pushed t it towards the, apparently, only one who didn't have a single clue on what was going on.
As she took the box in her hand, she saw form the corner of her eyes, the way that Deidara's lips had folded up into a smile, and the way that Sasori's usually dull and bored eyes had widened slightly in anticipation.
What was so special about this box?
With almost shaking hands, she lifted the lid of the box, and when she saw the content in the box, she couldn't help but let out a surprised gasp.
Inside the box laid a silver ring, similar to the ones the Akatsuki members wore. The difference was however, that while their rings had different kanjis on them, hers had a simple, red, medical symbol.
For a moment she was confused. Then realization hit her, followed by disbelieve.
Surely this was some kind of prank… right? Pein could not possibly mean—Her thoughts were abruptly cut off as Pein began to speak again.
"Sakura Haruno. I would like to make you an official member of the Akatsuki unit. By accepting this, you will be quitting your job as a doctor at Konoha hospital in favour of receiving the title as Akatsuki's medic, where your job will be to aid us with medical treatment and in cases that will require your expertise" He caught her widened eyes with his own burning ones. Though many considered Pein to be an emotionless man, she thought otherwise. She had always been good at reading other peoples emotions and Pein was no exception. Anticipation, hope, lust, anger, and love all those emotions trapped inside those sinfully beautiful ringed orbs.
"So, Sakura. Do you accept?"
So, did you like it? Or was it horrible? Please tell me so I can improve! Also, I'm considering making this into a multi-chaptered story, buuuut I'm not entirely sure, so tell me if you'd like it to continue or if it should end here!
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