Sorry for such a long break! I hate making excuses but I am one busy ass mother trucker guys. I'm not trying to persuade you into forgiving me, because hypocritically, I also get annoyed when people stop updating for a period of time. Please keep in mind I have hectic unordered life and I'm lucky if I can get my summer homework for school done, let alone sit down and write. And someone said that they felt she was to comfortable in the hide out. I'm sorry. I was trying to covey someone just not panicking. Its part of the Sakura I created's personality. She is trying to make the best out of the horrid situation she is in.
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My apologies, please enjoy and REVIEW!
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Sakura opened her milky emerald eyes hazily.
She blinked a couple times trying to clear her unfocused vision. She mentally groaned when yesterdays events came -unpleasantly, mind you- rushing back. Her pale hands came up and covered her eyes as she frowned. She knew she was tempting her fate. But, staying around these men might give her a chance to ruin an attack on Konoha, and especially a move made against Naruto, perhaps even get information back to Tsunade-sama somehow. That being said, there was no way in hell she could ever let go of her pride and not jibe the S- class criminals of this organization. She always had been and always will be stubborn, it was something she had accepted a very long time ago. The whole mentality of, "I'll do this, because I have an alterative motive, but I will still do everything in my power for you to realize you have no control over me." She could have laughed at her backward ways.
"Ughhh…" She groaned sitting up from her bed.
Sakura clenched her eyes shut and shook her head back and forth, she had been laying for so long all the blood rushed to her head when she moved.
She rubbed her arms in an attempt to warm herself while pulling her legs into her chest. The stone, lifeless, room of the hideout chilled her physically and mentally. This was noting like her room in Konoha. No, nothing at all. Her room in leaf village was a pastel blue with a large window letting the warm sun slyly flow in. Her room also didn't have walls made of cool, damp, stone, but maybe she was just being picky. Sakura rolled her shoulder's and tried to stretch her legs. Her body was sore and tender. Her battle yesterday mixed with getting entangled with two Akatsuki members, added with running, and running more, and then some two days prior had begun to take it's unwelcome toll. She slowly and unsurely stood, her nose crinkling as she did. She softly put one foot in front of the other, pale bare feet touching bone chilling temperatured floors. Hard and cold. She frowned. This place, and most the people in it were hard and cold.
'Maybe we should hire a clown or something to lighten these tight asses up.' She said trying to amuse herself, while she licked her dry lips.
'Just get them drunk, that always makes us fun and cheeky.' Her inner recommended.
'Yeah, so the Uchiha can cry into his beer about his failing eyesight, No- I don't think so.' She rolled her eyes and walked to an open doorway across her room.
Sakura looked inside curiously. Her electric jade eyes wondered what she found to be a wash room. She blinked, dark eyelashes fanning her ivory cheeks for a moment. Her lips quirked into a Cheshire cat grin, White teeth sparkled in the fire torches on the wall.
"Awww…that's so sweet of them. I must be getting the royal treatment. My very own depressing bathroom, to match my depressing room!" She mused sarcastically.
She stepped into the bathroom and surveyed it. It was the same color as her room. Dark, with only various flamed fixtures to provide some form of lighting, with the same chilling dark sandstone walls. There was a large tub in the corner and a sink, with a foggy mirror above it. There was a plank of wood jutting out which had clean towels on it. Just like her room, which only held a bed, and a small table with a wooden chair. After her self tour of the small wash room, she stripped her body of her clothing. She reached over and turned the facet on the bath tub, water began gurgling out quickly. She was surprised to find it a heated temperature, considering the minimal effort these people put into everything else regarding home decor, a hot bath seemed out of character.
She sat, naked, on the edge of the bathtub as warm water poured into it. She traced certain scars on her shoulders, arms, and stomach. Thinking about how she had received each one. They were small, but they were memories. They weren't large of marring her form. But each one held something a little more. An achievement, a shame, a terror, an over come. She had a small scar on her arm from her genin days during the chunin exams when she was forced to take on three ninja from sound. She had been repetitively using the substitution justsu and faked out at the last minute, taking the hits just so she could get the sound ninja out. She tried not to remember that she had been protecting Sasuke, but was now proud that she protected Naruto.
Sasuke…was one person Sakura could live with forgetting. A part of whished they had never met, if it would make it easier. She hated him, for her pain, Kakashi's, Naruto's. But she knew deep down, as much as she held distaste for the raven haired man, she couldn't kill him. Once a teammate, always a teammate. Something Kakashi-sensei had told her. She frowned and softly ran her fingertips down her forearm. Steam rolled gently against her skin, and her ethereal eyes moved to the nearly over flowing tub. She softly reached over and turned the facet off. She stood and she was eager to get into the warm tub, due to the fact she was shivering with the damp and cold air her nude body was standing in. She put on leg and then the other, she let her self sink into the wondrous water, sighing. It's liquid heat lapped at her chin as she sunk in deeper. Her pastel cherry blossom hair hallowed around her in the water.
Sakura blinked with heavy eyelashes. Her white canine bit into her lower lip. The best way to deal with this situation, was to take it as it was. She couldn't escape, Sakura was stubborn, but contrary to most of the Akatsuki origination's belief, she was not stupid. One Anbu little girl versus the entire Akatsuki. She snorted to herself. Not even bother to finish the thought. She was coping in her own backwards and unique way. She had two options. Die now, or prevent an attack on Naruto if she could by joining this wonderful batch of bastards. Of course, if you asked a member of the organization they would say her options were, Die now, or shut up and do as your told. But she was never good at seeing it anyway than her own.
She smirked to herself. So maybe she was stupid, but some stupid people were blessed with having the courage of a hungry lion. Foolish, but her foolishness was what got her through half the horrible situations she had been in. Even as a child, when her mother told her not to touch the candle on their dinner table, as soon as her Okaa-san uttered the words, a four year old rosette was lunging for the flaming piece of wax. Yes, she got burned. But you could look at it in two ways. She was injured, or she would forever know not to touch something burning. She had first hand experience as to why you shouldn't do something, as where everyone else was still secretly wondering how it felt to have your skin seared. At least she had got it out of her system early so at six she wasn't grasping for the melted wax object. She wore that band aid to school with her chin held, well modestly high, while still cringing to all the bullies. While her best friend Ino screamed at them.
Sakura lathered and washed her pink tresses and then dunked her head under the surface. She reappeared with a splash while letting out the breath she had been holding. Sakura rubbed her eyes and sat up fully. She sighed for a moment. Suddenly she heard a loud voice.
"Tiger-chan!" And excited Tobi wailed.
The child like man burst into her bathroom happily, he paused for a moment seeming confused at her horrified face expression, suddenly noticing her lack of attire he froze.
Sakura quickly pulled her legs to her chest and covered her modesty.
"Tobi!" She cried out embarrassed and with a reddening face glaring.
"What's going on, yeah? You guys are so lou…d…" Deidara said walking in and freezing in a similar pose to his partner next to him.
Sakura hissed angrily.
"G-Get out!" She screamed.
The two stared at her shell shocked.
They gaped at her for a what seemed like forever in her case.
Deidara's eyes began to slowly travel downward and because of Tobi's mask she wasn't sure but she imagined his were also.
"Get out before I castrate you!" She threatened, screaming.
The word castrate must have reached their ears because both of them shot out of the bath room like bats out of hell.
Sakura jumped out of the tub and grabbed her towel, she slipped and fell in her rush. Sakura felt her body collide with unforgiving, cold, stone floor. She groaned but pushed her onto all fours. She shook her head, trying to shake it off.
"Tiger…chan?" She heard a now shy voice ask.
She growled. She heard him whimper to the sound.
"Tobi didn't mean to-" He started.
"I know that, Tobi!" She snapped, her voice sounded like it would break the wooden door between them down.
"Tobi is sorry!" The masked man whined. "Tobi is a good boy! Tobi promises! Tobi wasn't trying to look!" He cried. "Please don't castrate poor Tobi!"
"Shut up, Tobi! I won't, now wait for me to get my clothes on.." She seethed.
She could swear she heard sobbing followed by a hitting sound and a "Shut the fuck up, yeah."
Sakura stood carefully, trying to prevent a rerun of her previous tumble. She quickly dried her wet body before hurriedly redressing. Her lips in a snarl pose she opened the door to find a furiously stuttering Tobi and an unapologetic looking Deidara smirking at her while sitting at the table. She hissed at him while drying her hair with the towel messily.
"Gomen, Tiger-chan-" He started again.
"You two will never speak of this again." She snapped interrupting him, looking like the anti-Christ.
He shuddered.
"Tobi will tell no one! It will be Tiger-chan, Senpai, and Tobi's big secret!" He declared.
"Hold it, yeah," The blonde cut in.
Sakura turned an icy glare to him, suspicious.
"Why shouldn't I tell anyone, yeah? The way I see it-" He said cracking a grin.
Sakura cut him off by punching the wall inches from his head, a large crater was formed.
He gaped at her.
"Because, you won't have a head to talk with. I'll knock it right off your shoulders, yeah." She mocked him, smiling innocently.
He recovered quickly.
"Like you could beat me, yeah! That will be the day." He sniffed.
"Don't make me go through with my threat earlier." She said narrowing her eyes.
He hesitated.
"Like you could, yeah." He growled at her.
Sakura rolled her eyes and removed her undamaged hand.
She took a step back and looked at the two expectedly. There was a moment of silence between the three of them as she waited. The two men looked at her confused. She slapped her forehead.
"Fine. Because your to stupid to figure it out, I'll spell it out for you. Why the hell are you here?" She grumbled.
Two light bulbs went off above their heads.
Tobi jumped forward and grabbed her hand, excitedly.
"Tiger-chan gets to start healing today! Tobi was told to take Tiger-chan to leader-sama!" The masked man chirped, forgetting everything that just happened.
Sakura frowned.
"The pierced bastard? What was his name…hmm…Pansy?…no…Pussy?…no that wasn't it…oh yeah, Pain or something like that." She said rubbing her chin.
Deidara's eye twitched,
"It's Pein, yeah." He told her annoyed.
Sakura ignored him.
"Did someone already get injured? You were all fine yesterday." She said eyeing him while twitching her fingers as she wanted to rip her hand away.
"Tobi does not know." He told her seriously.
Deidara popped a blood vessel in his forehead.
"We were briefed about it, yeah! You're such a dumbass! Itachi needs his stupid-ass eyes fixed. Go walk off a ledge, yeah." He hissed from his seat.
Sakura frowned.
"Wow, I'm amazed at your professional ethic here." She said sarcastically while looking at the two with distaste.
Tobi giggled while rubbing the back of his head.
"Tobi thinks that was a nice thing to say, thanks Tiger-chan!"
Deidara launched from his seat and hit the masked man.
"She wasn't praising you, yeah!" He shouted.
Sakura's shoulders slumped and her eye twitched.
'These people are the highly famous S-class criminals…? There has to be a mistake… Oh kami…kill me now.'
(Narrator)
Sorry Sakura-chan, Your ringed eye god has other plans in store for you.
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"Please lay on your back, Uchiha-san." She said formally and detached.
Sakura didn't want to be in a ten mile radius from him let alone touching him.
Not that she even had to bother letting him on.
Because she knew that he was aware of her reluctance, he just couldn't care less.
Silently the long raven haired (and rather attractive not that she'd admit it to herself) male laid back on the operation table. She leaned her face over his and tried not to flinch back from the passive looking Itachi staring back at her. She looked at his blank black eyes for a few minutes, searching for any clouded areas that would be key to the reason his eyesight was failing him. Much to her utter unhappiness his eyes were to dark to tell just from the naked eye. She groaned in her own mind. She'd have to touch the Uchiha. This was like a bad Mist Village sitcom gone horribly wrong. She sighed and stood straight. She decided to get information to prolong her cruel upcoming fate. She stepped back and he sat himself upright.
"When did your eyes start to go bad?" She asked him.
"A young age." He answered blankly, and she tried not to twitch at his vagueness.
"Well…that was descriptive." She openly said sarcastically.
Nothing came from him.
"Is there any pain with your eyes? Or is it just getting harder and harder to see?" She said running her hand through her hair.
"If I over exert my sharringan there is a slight pain in my temples." He said point blank and blunt.
At least he wasn't beating around the bush this time, she told herself.
Sakura pursed her lips.
"Interesting," She said under her breath while thinking.
"Any times other than that?" She asked him while putting her fist to her lips in thought.
"No." Another blunt statement.
"Does your vision occasionally shake, or black out all together?" She asked him, her medic surfacing.
"Sometimes." again, rather vague.
She bit into her lip.
Why couldn't he answer the damn question?
"This occurs randomly or at times when you have used your eyes in battle?" She said blinking.
"Both." He said uninterestedly.
"Can you see shapes or do your eyes have to accommodate?" She knew she would get a vague answer.
Stupid Uchiha's and their damn pride.
"I can make them out…after a moment," He said with a little more precision and blankness.
Yup, him and his pride.
Sakura began making her analysis.
"That would probably mean that the chakra veins running near your temples and eyes have…short circuited in a sense. The blunt of that chakra is going straight to the eye causing massive sight loss. And then your eyes are trying to composite with healing the actual membrane and not the retina. The retina is now compromised making your vision cloudy and making shapes harder to make out. Have you lost some sense of color as well?" She asked deep in her medic mode.
"…Some." Was all he said.
She almost rolled her eyes.
He was trying to down play all of this, wasn't he?
"All of this is theory, I won't know for sure till I check things out. I'll have to test while you have activated sharringan and when your eyes are in a neutral state. Also need to test your eyes ability to react to things. And for some strange reason I have a good feeling your keeping half the information with you so I'm checking things out myself." She added outright giving him a cheeky grin.
His eyes narrowed at her. At least she was getting some kind of reaction now.
"Lay back down. I'm going to survey your eyes with my chakra. It shouldn't hurt….I hope." She said still grinning ear to ear and walking over to him.
"Hn." He ignored her and laid back down.
Sakura couldn't help but tease him. Actually, when Tsunade-sama had checked her eyesight after a fight with a poison master on a mission had left her vision clouded she remembered it felt really, really, good to have someone let their chakra seep into you. Healing was soothing to but because your eyes were located so close to your brain and connected to it so that your brain could understand the image your body was receiving, the pleasure sensory was triggered. No not that kind of pleasure. It endued complete relaxation and comfort.
"Please close your eyes." She told him.
A second later his dark eyes closed.
Sakura couldn't help but notice how long and thick Itachi's eyelashes were. Her eye twitched as she leaned over him again. He was guy and was technically prettier than her. Prettier hair, prettier tan skin, prettier teeth, prettier lips, prettier eyes, and now he had fantastic eyelashes to go with it all. Elegant bastard, she hissed in her head.
'You're a guy and you're killing my sensitive feminine ego here. Some people get it all, don't they?' She grumbled in her head.
"Shut up and heal him." Her inner groaned.
Lips set in a pout she gently put the tips of her fingers to his temples, she felt his shoulder stiffen a little and paused. These things always went better when the patient was relaxed.
"Don't worry, I won't try anything. Besides, even if I did you'd line my ass out in a heartbeat, so no foul play today, sorry to disappoint you." She said chuckling.
He didn't answer but his shoulders relaxed a little.
She smiled, maybe he wasn't as bland as she first thought.
Sakura slowly let her warm chakra seep into him. She saw his lips purse for a moment at the sensation before he closed them. Sakura closed her own eyes and examined the inside of his cornea. She went through each part of the eye. Repairing them to an extent but most of her energy was used in finding the mass damage areas that she would need to prepare for before she fixed. The cornea, the pupil, lens, iris, everything to the very matter of the eye. It had taken her thirty minutes to repair and check both eyes. She was just doing some final healing here and there when she opened her eyes. She took in Itachi's almost limp body.
Itachi's body was completely relaxed, his once closed fist hand completely opened and laid palm down on the table still and motionless. His face looked completely peaceful. It held no expression but there was something missing in his face that he usually held. For once he looked a bit vulnerable. Like he wasn't Itachi the great Uchiha who murdered his family and betrayed his village. The face Sakura saw oddly humanized him. She slowly let her fingers leave his temples and turned to write down a synopsis of the damage and what she had healed. But her main reason for turning was to hide her probably surprised expression she couldn't wipe off. Sakura heard him sit up gently and he made no noise. She turned to him giving him a big white teeth filled grin. He raised an eyebrow at her but made no sound.
"I was right." She stated, proud.
"Hn." he grunted.
Sakura stuck her tongue at him.
"Yeah, you're welcome, buddy. And if you noticed your eyesight has slightly improved already. I need some time to prepare for the areas massively damaged though. Uchiha-san, I'm surprised you weren't running into walls let alone being a skilled ninja. That's it, you have some sort of magical powers, don't you?" Her eyes narrowed suspiciously.
"You have spidey-senses, don't you?"
There was a silence.
"Huh? Huh? I think I'm right!" She said eagerly.
Itachi gave her the blankest look he had yet to give anyone.
He couldn't help himself.
"Excuse me?" He grunted.
"Well that's the only theory I have and- hey don't give me that look! I was an avid comic book reader, blame it on my parents, they bought me the books. And besides, it's the closet thing I can come up with as to why you aren't mistaking Kisame for a tree." She said before shaking her finger at him.
Itachi's blank look, actually blanked some more.
She knew he was about to say something but cut him off.
"Don't you dare diss my comic books. I may be a "little girl" according to your bastard of a leader but that is one bridge you don't cross unless you don't want me to beat the living hell out of you. Say what you want about my village, but leave my comics out of this, man." She told him with a straight face.
He stared at her completely expressionless she wasn't sure he was blinking.
In a weird way, she could tell he was dumbfounded.
There was a long pause between the two.
"Itachi?" She asked skipping formality.
"…"
"I was kidding."
"…"
"Can't you take a joke?" She asked giving him a twitch of her eye.
"Obviously." He said with a very slight tilt of his lip downwards.
"Yeah, well, you've got such a stick up your ass I couldn't tell if you got it or not." She grumbled at him.
"…"
"…"
"…"
"…"
Nothing came from him.
"Would you at least grunt or stamp your foot?" She finally growled at him.
"Why?" Was all he asked.
"Has anyone ever told you, you make horrible conversation?" She sighed.
She had meant it rhetorically.
"Yes." He said while standing.
"The first step to solution is admitting you have a problem." she said shaking a finger at him.
"If your suggesting my problem is, Sakura Haruno, that I simply refuse to indulge you in conversation, then perhaps you should reconsider talking to me about your child hood muses." he said closing his eyes.
She gaped at him for a second.
"Did you just say more than one word?" She teased him portraying shock.
He narrowed his eyes at her.
"I was trying to lighten your demonic mood, Itachi Uchiha. You PMS like a bitch, I would know." she mocked him. (yes, I went there katy perry)
He growled. Sakura ignored him.
"It's not my fault your radiating doom in your end of the room. Not to sound to sugar and cherries but you're seriously making me depressed." she said fully irritated.
"And normal people would have found it amusing, thank you very much. It's not my fault you're so comically retarded." She seethed.
"…"
She looked at him suspiciously as he stared at her.
"I think you thought I was serious." She said after a moment.
He narrowed his onyx eyes once more.
"You seriously did, didn't you?" She said breaking into a grin.
"…"
…...
"Tiger-chan! Tiger-chan!" Tobi said in a sing song voice while walking down the dark hallways with her. He had refused to walk without holding her hand.
"What?" She asked in a sigh.
"Tobi thinks Itachi likes you!" He gushed like a child.
"Tobi, I think you should take off your mask so you can see things more clearly. Itachi hates me, you idiot!" She hissed at him, irritated.
He pouted.
"But Itachi has never talked so much, Tobi knows this! Not even to Kisame!" He tried to convince her.
"Yeah, cause I pissed him off." She said giving up.
"But Itachi just ignores Tobi when Tobi annoys Itachi." He told her as though it were incredibly persuasive evidence.
She twitched.
So he knew he irritated people?
"Oh well. It doesn't matter. Tobi, why is there only one hole in your mask?" She said switching topics.
She was done with Itachi until she had to fix his damn eyes two weeks from now.
Tobi locked up a little.
"Don't ask Tobi that." Was all he said sadly.
"Whatever. It doesn't matter, I guess." She said eyeing him.
Was he blind in the other eye or something?
"Tobi forgives Tiger-chan!" He excitedly said then tackle hugging her.
"Ugh!" She groaned as they went to the ground.
"What the fuck?" she heard a voice say from above.
Sakura groaned.
"Get off of me Tobi!" She hissed.
"Tobi is a good boy! Tobi is sorry!" He said jumping up.
"You guys can't just fuck in the hallway." Hidan sneered.
She glared up at him while slowly rising to her feet.
"Even if we had been, that would be more than you've ever had, huh?" She said smirking in triumph.
He growled fierily at her.
"Stupid bitch, twenty fucking bucks says you're a virgin!" He fired back.
Sakura couldn't help but flush.
"Haha! I was fucking right, tramp!" he laughed.
"Yeah well, at least I could be able to have sex with out stabbing my partner in the heart! You're the sado-masochist here. I bet you never have even seen a girl naked. No one wants to go out with that kind of bang. Who'd be crazy enough to sleep with you?" She flared, still blushing.
He gave her a slow smile.
The kind that made Sakura go just a little bit more red under.
Suddenly Hidan was just too close. He put his lips to her ear.
"Want to fucking find out?" She couldn't help but notice the emphasis on want to fuck? Hell, a deaf man couldn't help but notice the emphasis on it.
"Hidan…"
Sakura's eyes got large when the sly voice rolled off the tongue of him.
"Oh I'm just fucking teasing the little virgin bitch. Don't get all fucking mad." Hidan said backing away, letting Sakura know that he had known about their leaders presence the whole time.
"I fail to see how my choice to not whore myself around has anything to do with this." She said while her eyes darted for the owner of the darkly silky voice.
Pein stepped out from the shadows.
Hidan smirked. "You know the saying, 'Share the mother fucking love'."
"It's 'share the love,' as in the emotional kind. Not 'spread the seed,' you retarded bastard." She growled. Before turning to Pein.
"Same fucking difference, you two dollar fucking street whore."
"Yeah, the virgin one. That made a lot of sense." She rebutted. Hidan opened his mouth to retort.
"Are you quite finished?" Pein cut in with a deadly tone.
Tobi sat there looking innocently confused as though he had no clue as to what was going on.
Sakura glared at Pein.
"Your dirty looks do you nothing, little girl." He said in a cutting tone. His face was darker today.
She raised an eyebrow at him.
'He's in a cheerful mood, isn't he?' she mused to herself.
'Maybe no one came to church today, or maybe they ran out of lambs to sacrifice,' her inner laughed.
Sakura managed not to show her amusement on her face and keep her body from shaking with laughter.
Pein narrowed his eyes at her. The way her vibrant green eyes sparkled made him want to shred the girl in pieces. She was mocking him with those daring and irritating eyes. This girl was irritating in every way. Her mocking bright eyes, taunted him silently, irritatingly. Her mouth couldn't keep her sneers inside them, irritating him further. Her beautiful face irritated him. Her body language irritated him in it's unafraid posture. Her body alone irritated him because he found himself quite distracted by it, Her bright hair irritated him in its annoying vibrancy. But he knew she was worth the hassle.
Pein kept his face placid. He had been stressed by all the preparations and planning he had done with Madara and Konan kept telling him to get rid of his little irritation. Konan was easily jealous it seemed. Just being female and in a close proximity made the blue haired 'angel's' temper flair. When he asked in a bored tone why she cared she tried to pose it as the girl would betray them. When he told her that she needed to stop with this pointless jealousy because it was beginning to affect his work she became ever annoyed with the little girl. And then had the audacity to tell him he was protecting the little annoyance.
Of course, she was silenced by him when she realized she was talking to a god she bowed and asked for forgiveness. Of course he accepted that and made sure to have her body in order to give her what ever reassurance she needed just so she would remain without interfering. He only kept the persistent woman around for two reasons, her power, and her ability to satisfy his sexual lusts without question. Other than that he found her to be quit useless. Just another lowly human he wasted time with. But she was making progress in his plan so he kept her around. He looked the pink kunoichi up and down. His prowess of godly lust swirled at the thought of what she might feel like as he had the exotic woman. He found himself rather keen on the idea.
Having her under him as she arched up and gripped his shoulders while rolling her lovely hips and gasping his name and his alone. Feeling the wonder of his sexual desire as he pulsed within her. How tight she would be around him, knowledge he had thanks to his little discovery about the girls virginity. She would tight and responsive as he brought her to a passion of pure pleasure only a god could bring a woman like that to. And she would be untouched, no man had ever laid hands on her making it all the more electrifying. Or having her on all fours as he took her from behind and leaned his chest over her back. Their skin rubbing together as he thrusted deeply inside of her and she clenched, suckled him. He would play with her soft breasts as she lulled his name again and again in up most pleasure, before he would reach between her legs and pinch her pearl of desire and her eyes would roll in the back of her head while she cried his name in passion and heat for her god while he bit into her shoulder and released himself deeply inside of her warm and sensuous body, the waves of pleasure shaking him. Yes, he liked all of these ideas rather fondly, he decided.
Sakura watched as Pein gave her a blank stare, He seemed to be in his mind contemplating something. She frowned at him. Hidan looked bored out of his mind and she could see he was about to say something, as Pein just stared at them. She felt her patience dwindling. Her eye made a slight twitch and she could feel her lip start to begin to come up into a snarl. Her eyes narrowed at the so called, 'god.' in front of her. She cleared her throat. His ringed eyes narrowed on her lips for some reason and she found her self rather uncomfortable.
"Did you…need something?" Was all she said still at discomfort while he watched her lips move.
She was wishing she hadn't talked. The way his eyes seemed enthralled by the movement bothered her more than she could stand, but in a flash he wasn't looking at her.
"Hidan, you have a mission. You will go fourth with Kakuzu and eliminate this man." Pein said ignoring her and elegantly tossing Hidan a picture. Hidan caught and examined it.
"What an ugly ass mother fucker." Hidan commented surveying the picture.
"His face is fucking fucked the fuck up," Sakura sweat dropped to Hidan's description.
"His name is Kyouhi Moutosui, he is a warlord in mist village, he is to be eliminated immediately. You will leave now." Pein said in a blunt and curt tone before taking his leave.
When Sakura was sure he was out of earshot she looked at Hidan, he looked at her back.
"He needs to get laid." She said cracking a grin.
Hidan burst out laughing.
Tobi looked like a lost puppy between the two of them and tilted his head confused.
…... (Hours later at night)
She arched and gasped. Moonlight pooled around her body, Pein stared down as he took the woman and rocked her body again and again. Watched as she withered beneath him. Gripped at his skin and begged him to go harder and deeper, whimpered for him to go faster. Rolled her womanly hips against his own more powerful masculine ones. But as he looked at Konan's erotic reactions to his making love to her. He had let his mind wander. And then his mind began to play tricks on him. For a moment Konan's hair was pastel pink and haloed around her body, not blue and fanned around her face. He imagined her skin being whiter and creamer, it would be as soft as a dove's feather, not apricot and as soft as normal human skin felt.
When Konan bit her lower lip and moaned heatedly, he wanted those lips to be supple and red, not pouted and pink. The legs around his waist weren't muscled and hard. They were wondrous as silk and they would pull him in deeper as the girl he really wanted to be doing this to would buck against him and cry for him again and again and he would be so entranced and would grab her hips with his large masculine hands in bruising force and slam into her self control forgotten, she would arch to her fullest and scream his name as she orgasm, and he would capture those lustrous red lips in a burning kiss while he rode out her orgasm and her wall clenched and brought him deeper, making his own release just as sweet. Those entrancing eyes would stare at him so burningly and it wouldn't long before he would need to take her again, as her hungry stare aroused him all over again, and her wonderful pants and moans would once again bounce off his walls and fill his ears and she was in his bed and she would scream his name. All his.
Konan screamed and released. Pein was finally brought to the edge during his fantasy of the rosette. The two of them stayed there panting. When Pein opened his eyes he didn't meet the green eyes he was wanting. A panting Konan laid under him, out of breath, staring at him wide eyed. He had never taken her so passionately before. And for the poor woman, she was unaware that while he was having her, he was just wanting another. The passion wasn't meant for her. Pein climbed off of her and stood.
"Konan, leave me." he said blankly.
She blinked surprised at the passion he just took her with to his now lifeless voice.
"Y-yes Pein-sama." She stumbled, still trembling from her orgasm.
When he was sure she was gone he snarled to no one in particular. Never before had anyone had any sort of pull. Everyone was there for a reason. A reason that revolved around him. To move his plan forward, to benefit him, just for him to release his pint up sexual needs, but never had he desired someone to the point of distracting him from something he was already doing for himself. Never had he been taken from his mind into a shameful fantasy of an irritating little girl. He snarled again. But stopped himself short. Why was she distracting? What made her different? He was a god. He had heard stories of god's falling victim to mortal women, but Pein had always assumed him better of it. The story of Cupid and Psyche, Apollo and Hecuba, but he was above such! Was she here to undo him? Him? A god of peace? Snarling he turned and dressed himself.
…...
Sakura laid on her stomach while twirling some of her pink hair, her legs were in the air behind her bent at the knee and she let them move back and fourth. She began thinking of Naruto, though she had been avoiding that particular train of thought. Her fingers stopped twiddling the hair momentarily. She looked down. What was Naruto thinking? Did he think she betrayed him like Sasuke? Could he forgive her? Did he think she was dead? Or kidnapped? What could possibly being going through her dearest brother's head? She sighed. She didn't know, she wasn't a psychic. And as handy as that would be, she couldn't just read his mind. A small part hoped that he would think she was dead. If he came after her he would be putting himself in danger. She wouldn't take well to that. She'd blame herself if he got hurt…or worse.
Sakura shuddered. She couldn't think of it. She couldn't stomach a thought like that. It would break her heart into thousands and thousands of pieces. She didn't have much family anymore. Her parents had died, Sasuke had left, Kakashi-sensei had rejoined Anbu so she rarely saw the masked man, Tsunade-sama was a Hokage so it wasn't like they could do much together, Shizune and Genma were getting married and she would never interrupt that for them, Yamato went back to Anbu, Ino was pregnant with Shikamaru's baby, Sai was always studying his emotions, and Hinata was finally getting the courage to tell Naruto how she felt. Only her and Naruto had each other now. For Naruto it was Hokage, Sasuke, Hokage, Sasuke. For Sakura it was Medic, Naruto, medic, Naruto. But now…it was just medic. She no longer could be there for Naruto. She smiled sadly.
"He'll make one hell of a Hokage someday..." She said to herself softly, saddened that she wouldn't be there to see it. Most likely, she'd be long dead by then.
"Who will?" A sly and dark voice asked.
Sakura shot out of her bed and her eyes frantically searched her room.
Her green eyes met ringed blue ones.
She glowered.
"You scared me half to death. Why don't you try knocking?" She said in fiery mood.
"I do not answer to one such as yourself." He told her curtly.
"Oh yeah, I forgot. You and Zeus are kicking it god style." She said frowning and mocking at him.
Sakura was suddenly pinned down to her bed. Her wrist were being held down with bruising force. She gasped in surprise before all out glaring at the man on top of her. His face was dangerously close to her own and she found herself holding her breath. She felt blood begin to pool in her cheeks but she had yet to flush completely, She pulled her lip into a cat like snarl.
His eyes were so precise and cutting. She felt like he was looking into her most intimate thoughts. They seemed to tear her open and go through her like a pack of raved wolves. Ironic that he would be the wolf always sticking his nose in this kitty cat's business. Just like her favorite analogy. He blinked slowly and dark lashes dusted his face. From this close she could see how handsome he really was. Well…he was far more than handsome but she was to prideful to admit it. The blood began to surface, adorning her cheeks in a faint blush, almost unnoticeable. Almost, but when your dealing with an S-class criminal, almost isn't good enough.
"What's wrong, little girl? Are you all talk?" He asked sensuously. If he went about three centimeters closer she would have been able to feel his lips as he talked.
Sakura blinked twice and found herself pushing back into the mattress as much as possible, her face got just a little more red.
"Get off of me," She said trying to glare but failing.
"Where's your fight, little tiger?" He asked his eyes burning into her own. She bit her lip at the name. His voice made it sound dirty. Like a pleasure struck lover would say. His tone made it heated and seductive.
Sakura swallowed.
"That's a good question, I wish I had an answer." She breathed before trying to bury herself into her mattress.
He pursed his lips.
Sakura's went into a full flush when she felt the tiniest amount of skin on his lips brush her own.
"Get off." She said again now more insistent her hands forming fists.
"Hmm?" he drawled slowly.
His eyes traveled her form under him, well, what wasn't covered with his own larger body anyway.
He pressed their chests together and she shuddered when his chest pressed full flush into her soft breasts. His hard muscled pecks rubbing against them almost teasingly and retracting when she breathed out.
Sakura got desperate.
"Get off…please?" She blinked and cringed when he smiled at her, soft lips pulling over perfect white teeth.
"So there is some fear under that confident façade." He whispered, his warm breath fanning her face.
"O-okay…now that you made that discovery…will you get off?" She said arching away from him as much as she could.
"Why should I listen to such an irritating little girl like you?" He mused while watching her squirm.
"Because…I'm asking nicely?" She breathed.
"I'm afraid that will not be sufficient." He told her and she trembled.
'What the hell is wrong with me?' She cried frantically in her mind.
'Beats me! Now quit messing around and punch this bastard off before he rapes you!' her inner whined frustrated.
Sakura tried to move her fist up, when he felt her hand move he locked eyes with her. Sakura couldn't move, She stared at him bewildered and paralyzed, her lips parted. She tried to move her arm but found she couldn't get the strength, she felt to heavy to move. She just stared with wide eyes into his own clouding blue ones.
'I can't…I can't…why can't I move?' She questioned shivering.
'Did he put us under a justsu?' her inner questioned frantic.
'No…his chakra didn't flair…' she whispered in her mind while staring into his eyes.
'Are you scared stiff? What are you a bunny rabbit? Get your ass in gear, Sakura!' Her inner hissed.
Sakura's lips trembled.
"Can you feel it, little girl?' He asked amused in a dark way.
"W…What?" She asked softly.
"Look at you…haven't you realized?" He looked at her in a hungry way, but his pride showed through till the very end.
"What…are you talking about?" Her voice sounded hushed to her own ears, she would have flinched to it if she could have.
"You don't know?" He was playing with her, she was a toy for his amusement.
"What don't I know? What haven't I realized?" She whimpered.
"How bad you want this god on top of you." He smiled delivering his verbal bomb.
Sakura gaped at him.
Before she could react he was off of her and out of her door, the only proof she had he had even come was a door wide open. Sakura laid still.
She blinked with wide eyes.
"W…what the hell just happened?" Was all she could get out.
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