Akatsuki At the Club
ItaSaku/Random Akatsuki-ness

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
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Sakura sat quietly at her place beside Itachi in the large Akatsuki dining room, hating the akward silence between the six of them. Itachi, Kisame, Zetsu, Sasori, Deidara and herself all sat around the wooden dining room table impassively. Being the outgoing person that he was, Kisame tried to make small talk while absently playing with a kunai.
"There's been a lack of missions lately, ne?"
"Leader probably got himself a new whore... yeah."
Someone coughed, and Sakura surmised it had been Sasori. In response, Kisame reclined in his chair and propped his feet up on the table. Sakura meekly put her hands into her lap and turned to smile at Zetsu saying,"So Zetsu-san, what do you like to do for fun?" He shot her a glare and she took it as a hint to shut up. To her surprise however, Kisame answered for himself.
"The club."
The pink haired kunoichi stared in amazement at the shark-man and gaped openly. Deidara sniggered a little from across the room. Sasori looked at Kisame curiously. Sakura finally found her voice after a couple of seconds.
"So... there's one in that little town about three miles from here?"
Kisame nodded silently and to everyones surprise, Sakura stood up abruptly and walked quickly towards her room mumbling something about 'bad rice'. They all blinked at each other as they heard her attempt to close the door, but ended up getting her cloak caught in it.
"Damn it!" They heard her say, followed by a secure click.
As soon as Kisame heard her bedroom door shut, he turned to Deidara and said,"You don't think-" But Deidara merely shrugged, leaving Kisame to ponder what the sole female member of Akatsuki was planning on doing tonight.

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Sakura rushed into her room and immediately started to look through her closet and drawers.

I knew I should've bought new clothes the last time we were shopping, Growled Inner Sakura angrily.

Spotting her old red top she pulled it off of her hanger and threw it on the bed. After finishing the search in her closet, she finally found some khaki bermuda shorts and threw them on the bed also. Sakura sighed at her ensemble disappointedly, but managed to find a pair of black wedges in the darkest corner of her closet that she thought spiced it up quite nicely.
After managing to get dressed and pin up her hair in record time, she slicked on some lipgloss and hurriedly brushed on some makeup.

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Sakura's pink hair popped out from around the corner a few minutes later and she smiled at the men still sitting at the table. She walked into the room saying cheerfully,"I'm ready!" Sakura looked around expectantly and to her annoyance, nobody moved. They all just looked at her, some obviously admiring her appearance. She gritted her teeth and let out a small sound of frustration.
"I guess I'm going to the club by myself, then."
She turned abruptly was about to open the door when Kisame's rough voice interrupted her.
"You can't be serious, kunoichi."
Sakura laughed, then looked at Itachi and smiled brightly.
"I'll be home later Itachi-san!"
Then she stepped out of the door. Deidara was the first to react when he stood up and said,"I think Saku's got a good idea! We should go...yeah. We have nothing better to do, yeah?" He looked around the room at everyone before Kisame stood up and Deidara smiled. They both moved to the entry hall, with Deidara following Kisame. While Kisame was already outside, Deidara glanced at Itachi from over his shoulder.
"We'll be home later, Itachi-san," he said mockingly. But as soon as he saw Itachi's eyes narrow, he immediately followed Kisame out of the door and shut it firmly behind him.

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With chakra-boosted black wedges, it didn't take long for Sakura to get to the small town. And after a few minutes of wondering around, it didn't take her long to find the club either. It was a noisy place and the enticing beat pounded in her eardrums. She was about to step inside when she felt a warm hand on her shoulder and heard Deidara's voice saying,"We couldn't let our Saku go alone, now could we?"
"We?" she questioned before turning around to see who was with him.
Deep down Sakura had hoped it was Itachi, but instead she saw the towering figure that was Kisame. He gave her a half-smile and started to walk in.
Ah well, Itachi's probably not much of a dancer anyways.
She found herself giggling a bit at the thought of Itachi dancing, but was quickly pulled out of her imagination when she saw Deidara motioning her to come in. She smiled and quickly followed him in, excited to get away from her problems.

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Zetsu, Itachi and Sasori remained sitting at the table silently. Finally Sasori spoke up, much to the Uchiha's chagrin.
"You don't seem to mind that Kisame and Deidara are with Sakura in a club."
When Itachi just blinked at him, Sasori added,"Even with alcohol?"
The puppet master chuckled a bit and looked at Itachi to see his reaction. But he merely stood up and strode out of the room. Sasori sighed and looked at Zetsu, who kept silent. Then he silently got up and headed towards the front door, glancing at Zetsu to see if he would follow. When he did, Sasori reached into his cloak and pulled out a spare piece of paper and a pen. Scribbling a note quickly and leaving it pinned to the wall, he nodded to Zetsu and they both headed out of the door.

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As soon as they got to the club, Sasori and Zetsu immediately sat down at the bar and ordered sake. It didn't take long to find who he was looking for, seeing how Kisame loomed above them all. Sasori spotted Sakura dancing rather closely with her fellow criminals. She actually seemed to be enjoying herself, because her eyes were closed and she had a small smile on her lips. Sasori silently nudged Zetsu in the ribs and indicated to the three Akatsuki members out on the dancefloor. Zetsu laughed a little and took the sake he had ordered from the bartender.
Finally Sakura noticed they were there and waved. Sasori lifted a hand in response and Sakura glided off the dancefloor to where they were sitting. Deidara and Kisame did not follow, Sasori had lost sight of the shorter one in the crowd. The puppet master smiled at the pink-haired girl and ordered sake for her as well.
"Hey guys! Is Itachi-san with you?"
Sakura eagerly tried to look around Zetsu's venus flytrap-like head but to no avail.
"Ah, no Saku. Sorry."
He could see disappointment cross her features momentarily, but she perked up as soon as the bartender returned with her sake. She took a seat by Sasori and downed her drink in one gulp.
"Saku, how you dance in those heels is beyond me."
She looked at the man next to her and set her cup down.
"Why don't you come find out?"
And before he could protest, she was dragging him by his hand out to the overflowing group of dancers.

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Upon hearing the front door open and then close a few seconds later, Itachi stepped out of his bedroom and searched the house with Sharingan eyes. Finding no one there, he moved to the entry hall and quickly spotted a piece of paper on the wall saying:

Gone to get some drinks at the club.

I bet Saku would appreciate it if you came too.

-Sasori, Zetsu

He growled a little at his nickname for her. He calmly tore the note down from the wall and crumpled it in his fingers before striding out the front door, leaving the large building finally empty.

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"Sasori-kun, who knew you had moves like this?"
Sakura slurred out while she danced with her back pressed to his chest. She was obviously drunk, and he was ok with that. He tried to copy the movements of Deidara who was dancing a short distance away. When Sakura looked in the blonde's direction, she chuckled a little.
"Deidara-kun is such a man whore!"
He laughed a little and hoped Deidara hadn't heard that. After he got comfortable with the rythym of the music he smiled against her pink hair and his grip on her hips loosened a little. But she kept dancing nonetheless, and he was happy with the sake making him warm and the girl swaying in front of him. Suddenly, they both heard Kisame's booming voice above the music.
"Itachi-san! Glad you made it. Want a drink?"
Sasori's hands immediately fell from her waist, and she immediately stopped dancing. Even though he was slightly tipsy, Sasori knew Itachi seeing them like they were would mean sudden death for him. Sakura briefly turned around saying in her same slurred tone,"Thank you for dancing with me, Sasori-kun."
"It was my pleasure Saku."
Then she promptly walked off the dancefloor with drunken steps to see Itachi. He sighed, then looked around and tried to find Deidara. After a couple minutes of searching and still no trace, Sasori decided his friend had probably gone home already. He also decided that he should probably get Zetsu and do the same.

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"Itachi-kun!"
Sakura bounded up happily to the Uchiha and placed a brave kiss on his cheek. He scowled slightly at the 'kun' she added to the end of his name, and the scent of sake on her breath. He turned to Kisame and stated simply,"She's drunk." Kisame just shrugged ordered more sake for the himself and Sakura. Sakura smiled happily and took a seat at the bar. When the next round came, Kisame sipped his carefully while Sakura drained hers in one swig again. Then thinking of Inner Sakura's earlier query, she thought she should find out.
"Itachi-kun, do you dance?"
Kisame spewed his drink across the bar and laughed. The female Akatsuki member looked at him confusedly before setting her gaze back on Itachi.
"No."
She set her cup down and pouted,"Have you ever even tried?"
"No."
She giggled a little and got out of her chair before tugging on his arm,"Let's go dance Itachi-kun!"
A slight frown covered his face, but she didn't stop yanking his arm.
"Please...?"
She stuck her bottom lip out in mock sadness.
"Itachi-san, I think you should go," Kisame took another sip of his drink and smiled,"you wouldn't want to disappoint the little lady." Sakura vehemently nodded.
"I don't dance."
"Fine then, Kisame-kun will dance with me."
To Kisame's horror, Sakura walked right infront of Itachi and sat in the shark-man's lap. Resisting the urge to push the kunoichi on the floor, Kisame gently tried to shove her off.
"Saku I don't think-"
Itachi's fists clenched and he reached out and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her out of the door. Kisame softly breathed a sigh of relief and got up to follow them, when the bartender stopped him with a glare.
"You gonna pay for those?"
The old man behind the bar pointed to the empty cups of sake.
Kisame turned his head a little so his missing-nin forehead protecter caught the light, and then he followed Itachi out of the door.

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The oldest Uchiha kicked the steel door off it's hinges and made his way to his bedroom gratefully. Sakura giggled in his arms and snuggled into him. When he passed the dining room, he saw Sasori, Deidara and Zetsu staring at him, then they all busted out in laughter when she snuggled even closer to him. While trying to collect his violent temper, he realized that he had finally gotten to his destination and kicked that door down, too. Itachi put her roughly on his bed and shrugged off his Akatsuki cloak into a chair. Sakura curiously looked up at him and frowned as he grabbed his pillow and started to leave.
"Where are you going Itachi-kun?"
"To sleep on the couch."
"Why?"
"Because you're in my bed."
She nodded and then pointed to the wrinkled red and black cloak in his chair.
"Can I borrow that, Itachi-kun?"
He let out a grumble and threw it at her. She gave a small 'teehee' from under the fabric.
"Thanks!"
He started to walk out when he heard,"I can't believe you've never tried to dance."
Itachi turned around.
"Maybe next time at the club, ne?"