Hello all, and welcome to my new story. ^_^ It seems as though you all voted and Sasori won so here you go! I hope you enjoy

This was the very short intro chapter XD it would've been longer but the last line came sooner than expected and that is where i wanted to leave off XD

Cirque D'Akatsuki

Chapter 1: The Runaway

"So fore head," the tall beautiful blonde stood over the crying girl, "You sit here pathetically begging me to leave you alone?"

"Please, Ino," she let pink hair fall in her face. Tears slid down the seventeen year old girl's cheeks.

"I don't think so, you don't fit in here, love," she grinned at her little clique gorgeous girls.

It hadn't always been like this. Once upon a time there had been happiness for the young girl. She had a blonde best friend who would do anything for her and would protect her with all her worth. They were neighbors, friends, and most importantly, they were like sisters that neither girl had.

The two would have tea parties when youngest, dress up when young, and once they reached middle school, it was make-overs. They were inseparable, at least, that's what Sakura had believed.

It was freshman year. The best friends walked into the building. After exchanging worried glances, the girls walked to their separate homerooms. Sakura took the more artistic classes, as well as health. She had always wanted to be a doctor. Ino received the sporty classes, including her continuation of cheerleading.

They had first block math together, as well as seventh block science. It was the two classes they looked forward to most…for the first half of the semester. Ino had practice every other day and on the weekends. She wanted desperately to become captain by the time her senior year came around. Sakura began getting caught up in art class, theatre and her newly added medical classes. They saw less and less of each other.

Ino made new friends, mean ones. The girls began to tease Sakura about her unique hair. It was odd; it was ugly. The blonde girl was either supposed to join in or be kicked off the squad. Her choice was easy, but later that night she promised Sakura that when she became captain, it would all stop.

Senior year was finally here and Ino had been captain for two years now. The teasing never stopped, it only got worse. The cheerleading captain was the ringleader now. Making sure the newbie cheerleaders joined in. The trend spread, and there were very few people who would even look at Sakura, less they be roped in with her and tormented as well.

Hinata was one of them. She was shy, too shy for the people of this school to be happy. The girl was also teased by the majority of the school, but even then, Sakura wouldn't call the girl her friend. The Hyuuga girl spent some time with her in the medical classes they took, but other than that, neither girl wanted the other involved into the other's problems.

"Come on girls," Ino muttered, "There's nothing else for us here." The blonde walked away with a small object in her hands: a pair of sharp scissors.

It was an entire eternity, well that's what it felt to Sakura, before she pushed herself up off the cold dirty school hall floor. She lightly dusted the frilly red skirt, of the long pink strands of freshly cut hair, that she wore. The dirt and hair could be pushed away and eventually washed off, but the rips that Ino left were too large to be fixed. Sakura reached up and felt the uneven tips of her hair. The once long locks she was always careful to take of were all gone. Ino had cut away the hair and left it short and ragged. Silently, the girl made her way to her home.

Her parents wouldn't be there. They always worked late and made sure to avoid the girl at all times. They had no idea why their daughter, born of a raven haired father and blonde mother, had pink locks. Her mother once loved her hair, telling her that is was the gorgeous color of roses and blossoms, but now…Sakura saw the looks. They had really been disgusted with it.

It didn't bother her anymore. She knew they wouldn't part of her life for much longer. Her feet took each step of the stairway slowly, enjoying one last time. Her room was cold, and dimly lit by her desk lamp.

As quickly as the pink haired misfit could, she emptied the contents all over the floor. Homework that would never get done, pencils, and pens, her notebooks with all of the answers scribbled inside the cardboard covers, made a huge mess covering the once clean floor.

Her clothes flew from the drawers and into the small bag. The girl's small keepsakes went too. Sakura walked over to her cherry porcelain bank and smashed it for the $56 that were inside. Finally, she grabbed a small paper bag and filled it with some fruit and other foods.

The time was seven at night, and the couple rolled into the driveway. Their door was wide open. This sent fear running through the woman. She ripped herself from the seat and ran inside.

"Sakura!" she made her way through the house. Nothing was visibly missing downstairs. Upstairs, Sakura's room was trashed and her piggy bank was destroyed.

"Call the police! I think we were robbed!" she knelt down and began looking for something. Instead of any clues towards robbery, she found a red notebook. Scribbled in black ink across the front was the word 'Pink'. Inside revealed a world the woman had never known about. It was written of Sakura's misery. All of her parents coldness, Ino's torture, her strawberry hair.

Her daughter wasn't kidnapped, they hadn't been robbed. The Haruno had run away.

It was one thing camping. There was safety around, a nice warm fire, and all the s'mores you could eat! But when you're wandering around in the forest blindly, with wild animal all around you, howling and hooting. Sakura pressed herself up against a tree again, feeling something watching her every move.

If she had known the night would be so scary out here, she may not have left. There was nothing she could do about it now, though. Her parent's were finally going to have the life they wanted.

She squeaked hearing a loud crash and a fit of cackling. Witches! Sakura immediately thought of running away before she was turned into some sort of stew or eaten by a wild animal. Her mind raced with the horrible ways she would be killed, as she raced across the forest floor. Tears streamed down her face and she squeezed her eyes shut tight.

The runaway didn't expect to run into a person, nor did she expect to be where she was. When she opened her eyes, she was in a small campsite. Huge tents were risen all over the place. Her green eyes met the golden yellow ones of the man she had bumped into.

"Watch where you're going, runt!" She gasped. Right down the middle, he was split into black and white. Green hair covered his head.

"Be nice to her, she is obviously distraught," he muttered again, this time his voice was soft and smooth.

"Just let me eat her," Sakura gasped and felt her heart begin to race again. Not only was this man talking to himself, he was arguing over eating her. What place was this?

"What do you have there?" she turned to see a man in an orange mask, with only one eye hole. He knelt beside her, "HI! I'm Tobi!" he reached out to grab her hand and shake it violently. The girl smiled.

"I'm Sakura…"

"Just like your hair!" he jumped up and began dancing, "Come on Zetsu-san! We have to show her to Pein!"

The black and white man, now known as Zetsu, nodded, and walked away. Sakura silently followed the masked man, Tobi. The camp was desolate, minus the bigger tent they were headed to. They were cheers coming from it. It seemed as though a small crowd had gathered in there to watch something.

She was curious as to what it was, but if there were any more people trying to eat her, she was gone!

To tell the truth, she didn't know what to expect. Maybe it was a group of guy playing drinking games, or maybe watching a game on a TV. But she had not imagined what was really going on. Inside the tent, there was a cloaked man hanging from the support beams by his wrist, which were tied up. His head was hung low, covered by his hood.

Sakura gasped, wanting to go help, but before she could do anything, Tobi stuck out his hand to stop her from moving. She looked at him in disbelief, then back to the man. What happened next blew her mind. From behind him, rose a set of metal blade wings. They slowly made their way to the rope, which they cut, sending the man plummeting to the ground below him. There was no safety net or anything below. She screamed out and closed her eyes, not wanting to see the man's demise.

The small crowd laughed and clapped. Sakura looked up to see a long metal tail imbedded into the ground with him standing on it. It lowered him to the ground and disappeared beneath his cloak. He bowed and looked directly into Sakura's eye before leaving the ring. A man walked out, his eyes hidden beneath his deep purple/red hair.

"That, ladies and gentleman, was our Scorpion of the Red Sand," he announced the next act, which was the incredible land shark, but Sakura didn't stick around. She was dragged into a small tent. Inside were seven people. One was a blue haired woman with a paper rose in her hair. The others were a set of six. All had bright orange hair and brown eyes. (This is not rinnengan Pein) He smiled, "Hi there, young lady," He stood.

"I'm Yahiko," he shook her hand, "That is Konan, and those would be my brothers and sister." the small group stood and left leaving only Yahiko and Konan.

"As you can probably see, we aren't very normal around here…" he offered her a seat, "My brothers, sister, and I form the group The Six Paths of Pein, the worlds only set of fraternal sextuplets that share, not only the same hair color, eye color and hobby, but also the most pierced." He laughed.

Konan stepped forward and offered Sakura a drink, which Sakura gladly took, "That's amazing, Yahiko, sir…"

He smiled lightly, "Konan had literal paper skin, able to be peeled away and folded into her origami…"

The blue haired woman received a look of awe from the young girl, "What about Zetsu and Tobi?"

"Oh them?" he looked behind her to the two escorts, "Zetsu is a set of Siamese twins, split perfectly down the middle. He had two different personalities, but one body. Tobi…well…"

"Tobi is a good boy!" the masked man shouted happily. Sakura giggled and Yahiko slapped his hand to his forehead.

"Yes, Tobi is our good boy…as far as we know he just wears that mask, but he is basically our usher, seats people and what not…"

"Hey, Pein," a voice came from the outside of the tent, "The shows over, we're clearing people now, un…".

"Ok, Deidara," Yahiko stood, "Let's give you a personal tour, shall we?"

Sakura nodded numbly, "Sure…" They exited the tent to see the small crowd leaving the campsite. They were laughing and talking about the show they had just seen.

The orange haired man lead her to one tent and entered. Inside was a blue skinned man with gills on his face.

"Kisame, we have a guest."

The man looked up with beady little black eyes, "Well hello there pinky…" Sakura gasped. He had a row of sharp teeth.

"H-hi…" she stuttered, sending the shark man into hysterical laughter. Another man walked in and sat down on the other cot. He looked familiar to Sakura, but she couldn't place it. He had red eyes, ones that stared into her soul.

"That is Itachi Uchiha, our special illusionist," Yahiko muttered. The pink haired girl gasped. Of course! She knew an Uchiha by the name of Sasuke. He was just another pretty face, though he was not one to tease her in school, he never spoke to her either.

"Do you know Sasuke Uchiha, by chance?" she asked Itachi quietly. His red eyes darted to hers.

"I do, he is my little brother…" he mumbled. He laid down and closed his eyes, ending all other conversation.

"I like this girl already!" Kisame laughed, "She got the kid to say more than two words!"

Yahiko chuckled and pulled her to the next tent. There was a blonde laying on the cot talking to a silver haired man.

"Dream on, un," he yelled, "You are not sexier than me!"

Yahiko cleared his throat, "You two, shut up for a minute!" He pointed to the girl. "We have a guest and I won't have you two being so vulgar in front of her!"

The silver haired man had light pink-purple eyes. He smiled and walked up to her, then took her hand and kissed it softly, "I would be honored if you slept in my tent tonight," he winked, sending Sakura into a raged, stuttering mess.

"I will do no such thing!" the blonde walked up and grabbed her hand, shaking it.

"I'm Deidara, un," He smiled softly. He seemed normal, she grinned. It didn't last long. She felt something thick and slimy rub against her hand and she shrieked. Deidara laughed, but pulled his hand away to show her the mouth on it, "I have four of these bad boys, un." He held up his other hand and all three of the visible mouths stuck out their tongues, his actual mouth included.

"I'm almost afraid to ask…but the fourth?" he motioned to his chest.

"Right here, un," he grinned, "It was a birth defect, I was one of four babies, but I apparently absorbed them…not completely though, un."

Sakura didn't know if she should be amazed or disgusted. She looked over the mouths and she grinned, "Wicked…"

Deidara smiled brightly, "Why thank you, un."

"Stop hogging all the attention, you fuck faced shit!" the silver haired man yelled.

"Hidan!" Yahiko growled, "I warned you!" Konan grabbed the silver haired man by the ear and began to drag him away.

"How is he special?" Sakura asked. Yahiko passed a look to Deidara.

"Don't be too surprised, but he's immortal," the orange haired man muttered, "He sold his soul to his deity and in return he gained eternal life. It didn't come without repercussion though," he sighed.

"He has to go through painful rituals, un," the blonde smirked, "Personally I like when he does, because he annoys me sometimes, but it also comes with voodoo like power, un."

Yahiko nodded, "He tastes blood of another and any damage inflicted on him, comes out on another…that's why he's partnered with Kakuzu in his act."

"Like me, un," Deidara grinned, "He was born with five hearts, leaving one pumping while the others are back up. Because of this, un, he was able to mess around with his body."

"He's our human scarecrow of sorts. Held together by stitches, and able to come apart showing of the blood thread inside of him."

"He is also immortal to a certain extent, un."

Sakura's head spun with all of this information. Not only did one man have gills, another had four mouths, but now there was an immortal duo involved. One couldn't die the other just had five hearts to live on.

"Has she met Danna?"

"That's so gross…why do you call him that?" Deidara stuck out all of his tongues. Yahiko motioned for Sakura to follow him, "Well, that was pretty much everyone,"

"What about this Danna person?"

"That sounds pretty nice coming from a lovely young lady's mouth, rather than that annoying bomber…"

She jumped and turned to see a man with bloody crimson hair and chocolate eyes. These eyes she knew. They were the ones that had met hers in the huge tent. He was the man who had been hanging from the support beams. His cloak was slightly torn and frayed, and it was a red brown color.

He stepped closer to her and grabbed a lock of her pink hair, "I've always loved this color…" he whispered, leaning down to her ear, "You would make a fine puppet…"

Shivers ran down her spine and a blush crept into her cheeks. He pulled away and looked to Yahiko.

"Pein, I'm going to bed now," She watched the orange haired man nod, "Oh, and little blossom," he turned to meet her gaze, "Welcome to the Cirque D'Akatsuki."

Hope you all enjoyed, Please review!

Lady Pyrien

ps. Marionette will be up soon lol, i had a few things come up preventing me from writing it, this story being one of them XD forgives meh?