Evening, my Cupcake-samas!~ I must all thank you for so many follows and favourites and the fluffy reviews, despite the first chapter being so booooring! So happy! *dances around bedroom* Not to worry, the fluff and the naughty stuff is coming soon! [You perverts!~ Admit it!~]I'm still wondering who to pick for Sakura's first lemon though. Cupcake-samas! Enlighten me! Tell me who you prefer! [Though I must admit, I have mostly set my sights on Madara/Tobi and Kisame right now...] Also, this very quick update is exceptional...I don't think I'll ever manage to post a chapter every day! Anywho, here's the second chapter of Petal Twirl, only for my adorable little readers and Cupcake-samas!
Now, for the disclaimers! I don't own Naruto, it is the magnificent work of art by Masashi Kishimoto-sensei! I also don't own the songs or lyrics at the end of this chapter!~
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"Ooh, good stuff, un!" Deidara grinned eagerly, flipping through his newly stolen porn magazines. Hidan nodded along, devouring the sight before him. Naked women, absolutely perfect in proportion, with bright red lips, soft curves along their arches, smooth, spread legs, all too invitingly of course – giving a view over everything.
"Fuck, these aren't so bad, blondie!" The silver-haired man clutched the naughty photos. Kisame, who was sitting nearby, took a couple of peeks, but being more mature, held back.
"Where did you get those from, Deidara?" He asked, suspicion underlining his words. The blonde's devious grin appeared on his lips again.
"Just stole them last night! Easy as hell, un..." He vaguely avoided the question. The shark man furrowed his eyebrows.
"I that so..." His mouth quirked into a smirk. "Give me one of those so I can see how bad your taste is when it comes to women!" The explosive artist chuckled as he handed one of his magazines to the swordsman, who's eyebrows immediately raised after seeing the first few pictures. "Hm, this is quite hardcore. I never knew you were into BDSM!"
"Oh, you have no idea, un." His eyes flickered from one page to another. This was something about being in an organisation composed of men only – with the exception of Konan, who was under Pein-sama's protection – the younger members had no time or opportunity for either flirting or sex. Which is why erotic magazines were a good distraction for them.
But as they all say, nothing compares to the real thing. So you can probably imagine their faces as Sakura, the beautiful pink-haired kunoichi strolled through the Akatsuki living room with the bipolar plant man. All three men rapidly hid their dirty pictures before gazing at the girl before them, extremely intrigued. She sent them a quick glance, but instantly turned away to face Zetsu. Her heart was beating frantically. Four members of Akatsuki in a same room felt like a lot, and it felt very dangerous too. They practically radiated with some sort of evil aura. Inner was squealing with utter delight. And Sakura hated to think she understood why. These men...
Basically put, they were hot. Steaming fucking hot. The more she stared at them, the more she felt her face heat up.
...she mentally slapped herself for thinking such absurdities as soon as she saw what were her most feared enemies. She cleared her throat.
"I never knew your hideout was so...well-furnished." Sakura pointed out, avoiding eye contact with either of the members seated on the couch. Zetsu cocked an eyebrow, but chuckled lightly.
"That doesn't matter, let me show you the office instead! Then Pein-sama will torture you." Both her and Zetsu briskly walked away towards another corridor without another word. A deep chortle emerged from Deidara. What the hell was that girl doing here? What was that troubled and nervous look in her eyes? She was a kunoichi from Konoha, who had loyally fought by their side until today? Something was funny, and the blonde was interested. Oh yes, Sakura had caught his attention. He licked his lips and sat back, closing his eyes. He had a sudden urge to go and toy around with this girl. Kisame's curiosity also seemed to be piqued.
"Don't we know her from somewhere?" The shark bared a toothy grin.
"I think she's the one who nearly killed off Sasori no Danna, un." Deidara commented, going back to his suggestively positioned women. Hidan snorted aggressively.
"The hell! That little bitch could've almost fucking massacred puppet freak?!"
"That gives us another reason not to underestimate her!" Kisame threw the erotic magazine back at the artist and stood up to leave. "I think she's impressed Zetsu, since she's not being restricted in any way!"
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"Those were some Akatsuki members, right?" The kunoichi asked, following Zetsu through the unnecessarily wide corridors.
"Yes. They are Deidara, Hidan, and Kisame. You can get acquainted with them later." He stopped in front a heavy metal door. "Now go in and die." Zetsu slowly disappeared into the ground, leaving Sakura helpless in front of the Akatsuki leader's office. Everything had gone more or less well so far, but now she was more paranoid than she had ever been before entering this hideout. She swallowed audibly, gathered her wits together, and knocked three times.
"...come in." A deep, powerful voice echoed from the inside. Sakura took one last deep breath before entering the room. As soon as she stepped inside, she was silently overwhelmed by a massively powerful chakra, one that was inhumanly strong, as well as dark. She closed the door behind her, and politely bowed. Her fingers were shaking.
"Pein-sama...correct?" The pinkette questioned, trying as hard as she could to sound respectful.
"And you are Haruno Sakura, if I'm not mistaken." The orange-haired man spoke. "I've been told you wish to join Akatsuki." She nodded eagerly.
"Yes." A short silence followed.
"Your reason for deserting your village?" Damn. She hadn't thought about the questioning...
"My village treated me as utter rubbish. They had no respect for me, and I've been dying to have a taste of freedom and adventure." She stated a reason from the top of her head. She also made sure to always look him dead in the eye – the ultimate proof that she wasn't lying.
"Akatsuki is not a leisurely park where you can take a stroll whenever you like." He sighed. "However I can make an exception, since I haven't heard any complaints so far, and Zetsu brought you here himself, didn't he?" He closed his Rinnegan eyes. "A small test might be necessary though."
"Pein. Do you really think that she, of all people needs to pass an exam for this?" A low, smooth and silky voice interrupted the leader. Sakura spun around to find the so-called Tobi, his hands placed on her shoulders, the aura of childishness completely dispelled. A shiver ran down her spine. "After all, you're a Jounin now, aren't you?"
"Yes." Her answer was curt and honest, despite the confusion crashing down like waves on her.
"Are you absolutely certain about this, Madara?" The almighty leader leaned on his intertwined fingers. Madara?! As in...the long-dead Uchiha? Yeah, who else?! Sakura was startled by inner's response. But...why is he here? Seems to have business with the Akatsuki, eh?
"You won't tell this to anybody, will you?" Madara's thumbs stroked the pinkette's shoulders.
"No. Of course not." She replied without any hesitation whatsoever.
"I trust you, Sakura-chan." His raw charcoal voice resonated in her ears and down her body. She could feel her cheeks grow a bright red.
This guy knows how to manipulate people, I'm sure! If it means more sex, I'm not against it!
"Now Tobi is a good boy!" He instantly flashed back into Tobi mode. The kunoichi felt silently relieved. It wouldn't change the real man he was, but it still made her feel better.
"Tobi will introduce you to the other members!" The masked man dragged her to the living room.
"Thank you, Pein-sama!" She called out to her new leader, and followed after Tobi. It was only a matter of seconds before they entered the now bustling room where she had met the Deidara-Hidan-Kisame gang. The noisy chattering faded away once they noticed Sakura. She could practically feel their eyes pinned to her. Now's the chance to make a good impression. I should probably start by befriending them, and then I can dig out information...
"Haruno Sakura." She bowed. "It's an honour to meet you all!"
"Don't just stand there, bitch! Tell us why you're fucking here!" A silver-haired man whom she recognised as Hidan shouted out. Sakura's fist had an urge to grind that man's bones to dust.
"I've been accepted into Akatsuki, and as from today on, I'll be working with you all!" She stepped forwards with a certain determination. "Introduce yourselves!"
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All of the cloaked members had briefly informed Sakura about themselves. She recognised almost everyone of them from the bingo books and experience in general, especially Sasori (whom she knew all too well) and Itachi. The pinkette was extremely fond of Konan, who seemed so motherly and pure. The atmosphere had suddenly changed, giving it a more – dare she say it – homey feel.
For the first time, Sakura was scared of a possible friendship. She knew infiltrating outlaws was already risky, but now this whole organisation was unconsciously pulling her into a mysterious relationship where her mission and her feelings would collide. She feared that she'd become too close to them, despite hating them beforehand.
She had completely misjudged them. And she had no idea of what to do next. Inner remained silent.
"How about we play a few rounds of Sing-star to celebrate the coming of the Cherry Girl?" Kisame proposed, pointing to the excessively large TV screen, surrounded by video games. Tobi immediately agreed.
"TOBI THINKS IT'S A GOOD IDEA!" The masked man squealed, tugging the pinkette along to prepare the microphones and gaming console. Hidan's twisted smile faded.
"Fuck no! Not that gay-ass karaoke shit!"
"We have nothing to gain by playing that game." Kakuzu added as he greedily flipped through a couple of notes.
"Yes you do. You get to see Sakura-chan having fun. And get eaten." Zetsu nodded to himself, and joined the two others.
"I'd like to play, I've never tried it before!" The kunoichi admitted. "And I can imagine that the more the merrier, right?" This was the first time that Sakura had smiled. All the more reason for Deidara to join, who had forcefully dragged his danna along. Soon, Sakura and Tobi had managed to convinced the whole group sing along, and Konan had decided to sit back and enjoy the show. Tobi volunteered to go first, choosing the song Titanium. Impressive, especially because he managed to hit the highest notes, though Sakura suspected it was because he gave his vocal chords a burst of chakra. The higher it went, the more ridiculous it sounded.
You shoot Tobi down, but Tobi won't fall~
Tobi is Titanium~
Next up was Kisame, with Temperature. His deep, slightly raspy voice was perfect for this song – and out of the corner of his eye, he peeked at Sakura, making sure she understood that he hadn't chosen this song for nothing.
Well woman the way the time cold I wanna be keepin' you warm
I got the right temperature to shelter you from the storm
Oh lord, gal I got the right tactics to turn you on and girl I
Wanna be the papa, you can be the mom, oh oh
Sakura would be lying to herself if she said that Kisame didn't sound sexy at that precise moment. The way his lips moved, his grin as he uttered the lyrics. It was rather captivating, and Inner approved.
After this song, it was Hidan's time to shine with the song You're gonna go far, kid, and the rest of the members had their turn, singing their lungs out, and having a good time. Even Sakura was cheering along, clapping to the rhythm, and laughing. She had completely forgotten about her mission, the one she had her sights on for so long. Right now, it just didn't matter. She drowned in the exciting atmosphere.
At last, Sakura grabbed the microphone and cleared her throat before singing a song which she hoped would amaze the Akatsuki. She closed her eyes, and let the words flow out of her lips. She felt her voice tremble a little first, but it soon eased out.
Line 'em up, knock 'em down
My looks can kill eh-oh-eh-oh
My body's fully loaded
And I got more ammo
Line 'em up, knock 'em down
My looks can kill eh-oh-eh-oh
You're an accessory to a murder cause
My love's a revolver
My sex is a killer
Do you wanna die happy
Do you wanna die happy
As soon as she was done, the crowd behind her was clapping, whistling, and cheering for her.
"Way to go, Cherry!"
"...Impressive."
"Fuck, that was pretty damn good!" The compliments flew out of all the men's mouths, and the pinkette was left speechless. She even had the urge to throw herself into their arms and thank them.
...
That night, Sakura had fallen asleep with a smile etched across her face.
To be continued~