Okay, so I was inspired by Takers! Yes I know I should be working on Need For…? But I just had to get this out of my system. Oh, and I'm going to do things differently this time. I don't want to write a story in vain, and pressure myself to continue writing something that no one is reading. So, I want at least 5-10 reviews, so that I know that I am not wasting my time. As soon as I get at least 5 I'll know I should continue, but if I stop getting reviews then, I will stop writing. ANONYMOUS REVIEWS ACCEPTED!

Introduction:

Music, dancing, and drinking. This is why I love this job… the nineteen year young pinkette shook the rose petal pink bangs out of her emerald eyes and flipped the long braid over her tank top clad shoulder. She grabbed the shot of, she inhaled deeply, vodka she had poured and downed it refilled and downed again. It's been awhile. For the last year, in a couple minutes today, she had been staying on the DL with her little gang and it felt good to get out of the house (mansion) for a reason. After a few minutes of dancing along to the music in her headphones the door to the sound proof booth opened. Ahh, Nagato and… Sasuke. She paid them no mind and allowed them to settle in before switching to the requests playlist and turning around.

Pouring herself a drink in one of the glasses in her customized mini-bar, she walked to the back of the room and sat down in the comfy leather chair behind her desk.

"Sakura." Both men greeted her monotonously.

"Nagato, Sasuke." She replied evenly, without missing a beat, and nodding to each in turn. The twenty five year old man ran a hand through his orange hair and relaxed into his chair.

"I'm sure you're wonderin' why I called you…" the raven haired nineteen year old stared at him in a deadpan fashion, as if to say 'get on with it' and the pinkette rolled her eyes at Sasuke's response. Suddenly, as if waiting for a lull in the "conversation" the door to the booth opened and eight beautiful girls dressed to kill barged in, surprisingly not saying a word.

Ino (a blue eyed, loudmouthed, blond), Hinata (a pearl eyed, shy, blackette), Tenten (a brown eyed, weapons obsessed, brunette), Temari (a turquoise eyed, aggressive, dirty blond), Karin (a red eyed, also loudmouthed, red head), Anko (a dark brown eyed, sadistic, also blackette), Konan (a dark blue eyed, quietly aggressive, purplette), and Nami (green eyed, strong, with dark pink, almost red hair aka Sakura's older sister) strode behind Sakura and took their places behind her chair (Temari, Tenten, an open spot, Anko to her right, Nami, Konan to her left, Hinata, Ino, and Karin) at attention, her assistant Ayzame; a pretty Auburn eyed, intelligent and efficient looking, also auburn haired girl rushed in. With a bow of respect she filled in the empty spot, completing the line.

"Well now that your… council is here," Nagato pulled a file out of his trench coat, "here are the details, I'll explain while you read." Sakura opened the file and nodded to Nagato (she was one of the few allowed, and who still did, to call him Nagato, the rest referred to him as Pein) as a sign to continue, but mostly tuned him out. He huffed knowing her attention was not fully on him, but disrespecting her now would not work in his favor, and he knew she needed to think very carefully on this matter.

"Well, mostly everything is planned out, and the only things left to do are the observations, and the tying of loose ends, then the actual finale itself. Akatsuki and Amaterasu have already consented fully to the heist of Konoha Federal Bank. You, as well as I and Sasuke know that it wont be easy to do this… alone, but if we work together…" Sakura closed the file and set it on her desk and got up. She turned to her council of sorts and raised a brow, seeing the answer in their eyes, she turned and faced the two me. Sasuke spoke,

"Well… you in?" He and Pein stood warily, tense, Sakura was known for her split personality and ability to kill at any moment without notice. She met their eyes, saw their weariness and smirked while pouring herself another shot of vodka and raising it,

"This Honoo consents." Then without further ado she downed it.

So what did ya'll think? Remember at least 5 reviews and I'll continue. I really want to know whether or not this story is worth continuing or not.

Love,

Crowlady XD