Sakura Haruno otherwise known as Cherry, is a new up in coming dancer at the prestigious entertainment bar Akatsuki, which has suited her just fine, money's great, and she can pay for her college tutitons. That is, until she dances for one particular group of customers, and her world is flipped upside down as she is dragged into the crazy and fun world of the Akatsuki.
Glitter? Check. Heels? Check. Makeup? Check. Hair? Check. Sakura scrutinized her appearance in the backstage vanity mirror. She smirked at her appearance slightly, they would go especially, crazy tonight. Something was missing though.. as she spun around the mirror to find the missing component she found it. Ah, cleavage. with hands quick as lightning she zipped down the fire red jacket, revealing a black bikini top. Man if Ino could see me now. Sakura smirked to herself. just as that happened, the music in the background ended, and a speaker blared as a clear voice ran throughout the establishment "Ladies and gents what a captivating performance from our very own Red!'Speak of the She-Devil though Sakura, as Karin came strutting through the curtains like she owned the place. she was good, real good, but Sakura was better and she knew it. As the announcer turned on some music she knew it was her cue. She cast the mirror one last look and waited for him to announce could already feel her hips swaying to 'break the ice'. "It's time for the finishing act, the up and rising new dancer, sexy, and confident, here's to you guys, the one and only... Cherry! My cue. Lights. Camera. Action.
Sakura strutted out onto the stage, her heels clicking in rhythm to the music. she grabbed the pool and swung her legs around it, she stood still for a moment, relishing in the starstruck faces of the customers; she had a strong grip on it, so she decided to do a pole trick. she stepped around the pole, hooking her slender leg around it, then she arched her back, displaying her assets to the audience. she straightened her back, stood, and wrapped her leg around the pole. Using her other hand to keep steady, she wrapped the opposite leg around. With the strength of her body, she climbed up the pole, and made a split second decision to improvise. She slowly spinned around on the pole, her sexy slender legs sliding gracefully through the air. Done with this part of the act, she slid down the pole easily. As she strutted across the stage, and down the stairs. Her tantalizing bottom swaying in tune to the music. Let me break the ice, allow me to get you right.. She stopped in front of a frequent customer's table, placing her leg down on the table, the heel clicking against it semi-loud. She looked down at the customer, giving him one of her winning smiles, before moving on. She continued to do this pattern, until stopping in front of a particularly large and attractive group of men. She could already feel herself growing hot; and her inner was going crazy. Oh what I'd do to all of them. Sakura inwardly sighed, before silencing her inner.
She could definitely captivate them. Walked up the stairs onto the table, and locked eyes with one of them. His coal eyes burned into her soul, and it left HER oddly captivated. She smiled deviously at him, before putting her back against the other four males, her perfectly shaped ass facing them. She reached behind her head, grasping at the pole, before shaking her hips back and forth, to the rhythm of the song, finally until she was crouched on the surface of the table. She turned to look at all the males before continuing, a variety of eyes of different intensities bore into her. A particularly vivid blue eyes, caught her attention. And now it was her turn to excite her now two favourite males. as well as the runner up red head, who was scorching. She leaned in close to the blonde one, and hopped down carefully, before grinding down on him. She made sure he was comfortable (which he was) and continued. Her lithe body touching here and there, and almost there. She however was in a classy establishment, and the touching rule would not be broken. So when she felt the blondes hand graze purposefully against her ass, she turned around and shot him a glare. With a flourish of grace as well of sexiness, she strutted back to the stage. Wrapping her leg around the pole, and artfully arching her back to the climax of the music. Baby I can make you feel, hot, hot, hot.. "And there you have it everyone, the beauty that has ruled this club since last month, Cherry!" Sending the boys a lasting wink, she quickly walked off stage, her heels clicking against the material of the stage almost rhythmatically.
considering there was one person who knew about this job, she quickly fished for her cellphone in her purse. "Sai, is it possible you can pick me up again?" There was a long pause, before the artist replied. "What's my payment this time, fattie." "Me not smashing your ribs?" She questioned, with a bit of joking malice. "Oh how threatening, considering you need for a drive back, Cherry."Smiling at Sai's reply, she went to go change, bidding the sarcastic artist goodbye, "Yeah, yeah, just come pick me up, bye." As she changed back into her jade green halter top, black skinny jeans, and some regular pink flip-flops. Looking at the time on her phone, 11:41. Sai would be here in seven minutes tops, his condo isn't far from here. With a lasting sigh, she opened the back door, and walked outside in the alley. The minute she did, she was bombarded with the large voices of men. This can't be good, she thought. She silently creeped out of the alleyway, where the spot Sai would most likely park. She was almost out of the park, until her flip-flop betrayed her. The loud smack against the concrete disrupted the arguing men. One of the men; dressed smartly in a suit, mauve hair slicked back, and his purple eyes glared at her. A scowl on his face. "Eh bitch, what the hell was that for?" "You want to get fucked up too, slut?" Banishing the fear from her face, she shoved his hand away and said, "Fuck off." And as she saw his face contort into extreme fury, she took off down the street. 3 minutes and Sai will be here. Looking behind her, (even though she shouldn't off) she noticed the male still chasing her, much to the dismay of the males behind them. Hurry up and kick that motherfuckers ass. Inner, shut up this not the time. As she ran she noticed the male slow down a bit, and she also noticed a red SUV driving down the street at a casual pace. Theres that asshole. Finally agreeing with Inner, she waved her hands as she was still running. The artist noticed, and seeing her dangerous predicament, slowed down the car, and did a u-turn, before popping the backseat door open. Sakura ran for her life, sliding in the seat, and slamming the door shut. "DRIVE SAI!" her frantic voice breaking the silence that the car had. He nodded, as he revved the engine, and got the hell out of there. Much to the dismay of the purple haired man.
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So how was it? It's my second story, since the other one is on hiatus right now (mostly because my second chapter expired). This was quickly whipped up as I had to leave. I would appreciate critiques, and people to point out my mistakes or inconsistencies, thanks. Until then, see you next chapter!