Prologue
Naruto ducked behind a steel cargo crate as grapeshot flew over his head and clanged into the wall behind him. "Sakura, suppressing fire!" He shouted at the pink-haired theif, who pointed her pistol around the corner of the wall she's hidden behind and started shooting randomly. The guard ran to the back of the lab, bits of glass flying dangerously across the room as her bullets mowed through beakers and flasks. Naruto ran out from behind the crate to Sakura.
"I think its time for us to leave," She suggested between ragged breaths. Naruto shook his head and wiped sweat from his brow.
"You wanna eat tonight? Then I suggest we get to the office behind that guard." He replied almost maniacally. "There's a window we can escape from at the back." He moved out from behind the wall and let loose and burst of fire from his pistol, "Go!".
Sakura ran out from behind the wall, jumping up onto one of the lab tables, and ran along it, smashing glass and throwing papers up into the air as she went while the guard was disoriented from the supressing fire now coming from both of the theives' handguns. She leapt onto the next table along, and without even letting both her feet touch it she jumped onto the man, her thighs landing either side of his head and on his shoulders. She twisted her chest to the side, bringing the man the floor with her and squeezed until the man stopped moving.
"That's one hell of a way to die," Naruto commented, running around the outside of the destroyed lab towards Sakura.
"He'll be right as rain in a couple of hours," She corrected him, "There's no point turning this into a murder as well as a theft." She crouched at the office door at the back of the room and removed a bobby pin from her hair, proceeding to pick the lock.
Naruto rushed into the room ahead of Sakura when the lock clicked open and started rifling through draws and cabinets looking for a vial of the experimental stimulant Doctor Kabuto had been working on. "Its a fucking mess in here. How big was this vial supposed to be?" Sakura asked as the two of them searched.
"About the size of your index finger... it should be a bright florescent pink." He replied, "Kind of like this." He grinned at her stupidly, twiddling the vial between his fingers.
"I love how good at stealing things you are," she laughed , going to pick the lock on the window.
"Does that mean you want me to fuck you when we get back to base?" He leant against a wall, looking pleased with himself.
She grinned, nodding and humming without even turning to look at him.
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