I was…left for dead. In an alley somewhere, on a dark night, the hard rain hit my body, 5 drops per second… It was like the beginning of a film noir movie. The not-really-a-hero but definitely-not-the bad guy lay there, after a heist. Don't get me wrong; the heist was successful, thanks to me. But back then I was a naïve 19 year old who thought himself as a hotshot who could not be touched.

Well let's just say three bullets killed that thought. An older lady is not a good territory for the ignorant. Yes, they are very experienced were they count, and are quite sensual but to me, the word sensual means deadly. It was just a job I was ordered to do, by her bosses, she didn't have a say in it, so I ha to do it. I was sent with a pale-looking motherfucker, to score 50,000 grand from 'jackpot vans'. I handled the guns and he was the driver…

After the heist, we were driving past an alley. He pulled out a concealed pistol and shot me without me noticing. I instinctively opened the door of the moving car, I hit the pavement head first, breaking my nose in the process. That's where I was left for dead. Needless to say that was five years ago. I remember, as a 19 year old I got involved with that older woman, and the underground industry, otherwise known as the mafia. It seems like a distant memory now, today as a 24 year old human, what I most desire is revenge and I think I just found a way to get my desire fulfilled…

"So you're alive?"

"To my knowledge I was never really dead Mr…"

"Bianco Dente…"

"Mr. White Fang it is… how do you know this?"

"Well my bambino, I heard a lot about you, about how you rose through the ranks of the Flogia family but was soon whacked…."

"Hmmm, that sounds about right, to know this much info. Would mean that you were sent to finish the job…"

"No… if I was sent to exterminate you, I would have disarmed you of the gun you are pointing me with under the table…"

"I have cut off my ties with the Leaf family… So what do you want?"

"You… must have a deep grudge against The Signora di Morte Tsunade no?"

"Tsunade…"

"You say that name so remorseful; shall I give you advice…?"

"…"

"Tsunade, she has a well trained team, getting to her is not quite that easy. You need two things… First If you even want to reach her you need a strong family on your side… that's were I come in, I'm forming a family and I would like you to join, with you, the d'argento family would rise quickly, no doubt about it…"

"What the second thing I need?"

"A team, your family. By aligning yourself with me, you'd become co-boss. All we'd need is a strong family that can back us up. I'm talking about 50, 60 men at our disposal."

"All we need is a family of seven, you and me included…"

"I never thought that the stereotype of a blond being stupid was true…"

"5 more people or a decline, your choice…"

"…"

"…"

"Fine, It'll be easier to track the men down if there is only five left to find… Let me take care of this, I'll contact you when I find a candidate…"

The silver haired 'White Fang', I didn't trust him, for one, he knew about my past and two, he knew how to contact me without me giving him my number…

The bitter man got off his usual stool at the bar where he spent countless Saturdays waiting for something.

As he headed for the door, he bumped into a pink haired waitress, whose drinks she had been carrying were now all over the blond man's suit…

"I-I'm really sorry, I didn't know where I was looking Mister…"

The blond haired man looked down at the waitress who was picking tens of small ice cubes at an unusually fast rate. Feeling particularly happy, the blond man picked up the shaky petite woman by the arm and dragged her into his car.

"W-where are you taking me sir?" asked the pink haired, emerald eyed woman.

"Tell me, what is your name woman.", Demanded to know the aggressive blond.

"H-Haruno Sakura" said the frightened girl.

"Your birthday is…?"

"22 March 1986"

"You're a naïve little woman aren't you? Don't you know that if a stranger knows your name and your birthday, they can control your destiny…"

"Tell me y-your name" Sakura said trying to sound courageous but failing at it.

"Uzumaki Naruto but with my birthday, your out of luck. I've long since forgotten it."

"Mister… p-please tell me were are you taking me?"

"To my apartment…"

"W-why…?"

"Tell me something, do you get off from letting guys ogle you?"

Sakura, troubled by the awkward question stuttered for an answer.

"I've been going to that bar for a long time. The dress code from what I've seen is a white blouse and a black skirt. Most of the waitresses' use regular length skirts and the rebellious few use min-skirts. But you, you over do the mini skirt, your panties are longer than that thing, which brings me back to my original question; do you get off from letting guys ogle you?"

Sakura muttered something and after a while the blond man asked "What was that…?"

"Y-yes it t-turns me on…" Sakura said shyly, at the verge of tears.

She felt two things start to rub her 'gentle' area. Moans filled the car as her perception of reality was beginning to weaken.

"What is superficial is not real and what is real is not superficial…" This random thought was replayed in her mind again and again.

By the time she woke up from her dream-like, she was lying down in a soft mattress.

She saw a completely naked man on top of her, who swooped down to kiss her neck. Every kiss brought a moan out of her, she soon heard a whisper in her ear…

"I'm going in now…"

With a big push the men slammed hard into her wet pussy, but it wasn't about until the third or fourth push that she felt the pain.

She clinged into the bed sheets as if her own life depended on it. Her small sobs/moans made the man hump at a slower pace. Getting used to the pain, she grabbed a hold of the man's nicely toned back. She rubbed her hands all over his back. This stopped when the blonde man, she knew as Naruto turned her around. Lying straight, facing downward, Sakura felt the same pleasure only know it was doubled.

Every time the man pushed himself into her, her nicely rounded ass moved up and down, up and down.

He made sure his humping rhythm and the upward/downward motion of her ass, became synchronized. He reached his goal ad as a reward, he got a big moan and a soft moist wall tightening his hard member.

He laid down next to her and gave her a look. She placed the hair in front of her eyes, in her ear and placed her self on top of her lover. She slid down slowly on her lover's member. When she felt herself feeling comfortable with the size again, she started to move faster. Pleasure came every time she moved, it was an understatement to say that she had came a dozen times. This time though, she felt that she was going to a fantasy place, a place of ecstasy, for the second time in mere hours, a man had made her orgasm.

This time she was awoken by a warm liquid spurting inside of her. The mixture of semen and blood mixed to make a pinking liquid, that ran down Naruto's member.

Naruto stood up and came back seconds later with a warm towel. He kneeled and started to softly clean Sakura's pussy.

"You should have told me, you were a virgin…"

"You should have told me you were a rich member of the mafia" said Sakura sitting up, pointing a gun at Naruto.

"Haha, just as I thought, The Bella Donna Ladro…"

"Who's that?" asked Sakura cocking the gun.

"That's my nickname for you, The beautiful thief Haruno Sakura. Rings a bell doesn't it? Yeah… I'm wealthy you can say… but I have a proposition for you. I'll share my wealth and even more if we get together and as a bonus, I'll give you this type of pleasure whenever you please. In one condition…"

"What's the condition?" asked Sakura.

"You just have to join my family, you don't have to be a thief anymore, I will give you the world, on a d'argento platter" Naruto said, softly kissing her warm cunt.

Sakura dropped the gun on the bed and fell back on the bed.

Naruto started to kiss her pussy, suddenly it turned into biting the pussy's lips then to a complete feast. As Sakura moaned Naruto clearly knew her answer.

"This blond man told me, 'You're a naïve little woman aren't you? Don't you know that if a stranger knows your name and your birthday, they can control your destiny…'At the moment he told me, I was actually scared… but now… I don't care, he's giving me this pleasure… I don't care anymore, I will follow his every command and fulfill his every desire. I have sold my soul, but have I sold it to the devil or to my savior?"