Stealing Your Heart
Chapter 1
'This is a dream. I could not have actually been dumb enough to think I could steal from Akatsuki; the organization that kills for fun.'Sakura turned the corner.
"Where the hell am I?" Sakura muttered to herself, unable to even remember the direction in which she came. Sighing, Sakura headed down the dark hallway, brushing the wall with her fingertips every so often. 'Haven't these people ever heard of a heater?!? Geez!' Sakura rubbed her hands together in a pathetic attempt to warm herself. Moments passed before the rosette haired girl reached the end of the hallway. 'Great, a dead end, fan-freaking-tastic...'
Sighing in frustration, she was about to turn around and go the other way when a faint noise caught her ear. Giving the wall her complete attention, curiosity caught the best of her, making her gently press her ear against the wall. 'Music?' Sakura listened closer, the faint melody slowly growing, until Sakura let it consume her completely. She noticed how soft and sweet it sounded: like flowing honey. She felt her muscles relax and her eyes get heavy.
"Hmm...This feel soooo nice..." she slurred. Unable to keep herself standing, her shoulder slumped and she leaned against the cool stone wall for support. 'I feel so relaxed.' 'You are in the middle of the Akatsuki main base, full of mass murderers, and you about to take a NAP!!!! GET UP!!!' Inner screamed in to Sakura's subconscious.
Sakura immediately snapped out of the trance and pulled away from the wall,only this time instead of seeing a dead end she saw a huge door. 'Wow" The doors arch was almost touching the ceiling and was painted completely red with a single gold scorpion carved into the center. Observing the door, she saw that unlike the parts of the base she had seen the door was made of wood, not stone. 'Why wood all of a sudden?' She toke a deep breath before quietly pulling out a kunai and bracing herself to enter. Sakura saw that there were no handles do she gave the door a light push. The door flew open and Sakura stood there in pure awe.
The floors were red marble and painted along the walls was a giant mural of the Suna desert. Stacked against the walls were hundreds or boxes with either carved or painted images on them. The room was extremely large and the ceiling was high set. The boxes intrigued her the most; hundreds lined up, all with a unique design. Eying each one with intense interest, she stopped when she saw one with a woman holding a baby. The word 'mother' was carved at the top and Sakura found herself tracing her finger along the outline. Shrugging off the strange feeling that encased her she made her way to the back of the room, searching for something to steal.
In the far back corner there was a large black velvet curtain hung up with rubies attached to the fabric. 'It's like a nighttime sky with red stars...' Sakura thought. "'Well Hurry up! This place may be beautiful but it gives me the creeps!," Inner Sakura ranted, "Has it occurred to you we haven't even seen a single Akatsuki member?!?!?!" 'Your right...for once. I'll be quick.' Pulling back the curtain she gasped at the dozens of kimonos laying in front of her. They were brightly colored with all kinds of silks and other delicate fabrics. She looked around before deciding that one of these outfits would be her first steal. Still making sure no one was around, she picked up a black and pink dress and held it to her chest realizing how expensive it probably was. Being so light and smooth it felt like water against her skin. Carefully, yet quickly she folded it up and put it in her back backpack. After doing the same with a dark green kimono and a silver one with gold dragons, she zipped up her backpack, being careful not to get the fabrics caught in the zipper.
Slinging the strap over her shoulder, she saw a mirror hanging up. 'I bet I look like the shaggy dog..except pink.' Taking a deep breath she walked in front of her mirror and met her reflection. Staring back at her was a young girl with waist length messy pink hair, pulled back in a loose ponytail. The reflection of the kimonos sat behind her and made Sakura ashamed of her own attire, which consisted of black mini shorts and a plain black tank-top. Disappointment filled her and she wished the soothing music would come back to wash away her troubles.
Suddenly remembering she was supposed to be doing her job instead of messing around with pretty outfits she bent down to double check everything one last time while mumbling, "God, I'm so stupid! I'm supposed to do my job, not play dress up!". Letting out a frustrated sigh she stood and said, "I am so screwed."
"Yes you are ." Feeling her blood run cold she whipped her attention to the mirror and almost screamed when she saw a reflection that was not her own, standing directly behind her.
End of chapter one
There I hoped you liked it. Review and tell. me. It is my first fan-fiction so no flames and it's also my first story not told in first person. So..yeah...Adios, and till next time.
Mexican B.