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Aikouka

Ch 2: Enter the morning light

She strapped herself in the seat, slipping her iPod earphones in. Her eyes fluttered shut as she leaned her head back, letting John Mayer's smooth music flow through her ears. The peace and quiet kept her mind off the slight turbulence. I felt someone pull one of my earphones out harshly and I opened one eye, looking over at the person next to me. Sasuke.

"Turn that shit down." He stated, glaring harshly before turning away and mumbling something to himself.

Sakura rolled her eyes and turned up the volume, softly singing along now. "Enter the morning light to find the day is burning the curtains and the wine."

She heard Sasuke growl and felt his body shift in his seat. She turned her head and watched as he stared out of the window. He closed his eyes slowly and he looked as if he was dozing off. A small smile played along Sakura's lips and she turned down the volume then shut her eyes as well.

"Welcome to Washington D.C.!" Our guide exclaimed as Ino, Shikamaru, Sasuke and Sakura huddled around him.

They nodded solemnly and his smile faded. He cleared his throat before leading them outside. It was around dusk- a perfect timing. No one was around and the streets weren't busy. They would get in, get done, and get out. They all slipped into the SUV sized cab and sped off into the night.

Ino started to doze off, her jet lag catching up to her as her head slipped and fell onto Sakura's shoulder. Sakura watched the monuments pass by their window quickly; she was mesmorized by the size and beauty of each one. The Washington Monument was too tall to see through the window so she rolled it down and stuck her head out, gazing up at it with fascination.

There was so much green, so much grass, so much Earth around them. She wasn't used to the way everything was spread out. The houses were humungous and the land had rolling green hills which bright, lively trees sat atop. Everything in the area was gated and the only people walking around had business suits on and cellphones pressed to their ears. She thought they were crazy not to be enjoying the sight of the full moon over the beautiful area. Her eyes wandered around to the Capital building, then to the museums, and finally they settled on the White House. Space started to get tighter as they traveled on a street with shops and parks. Her emerald eyes sparkled as they passed the White House. There was an iron gate and lots of land in front of it. Her bottom lip stuck out in a pout as she followed the White House with her eyes until it was out of view.

"The Ball is going to be held near the White House; do not fret." The guide assured Sakura, looking at her distraught features through the rear-view mirror. Startled, she looked towards the guide and he smiled. She nodded and smiled back then kept her eyes on the objects whizzing past her in a blur outside. Ino began to shiver and draw closer to Sakura for warmth so Sakura rolled up the window and Ino's body relaxed. Washington D.C. wasn't as beautiful looking through the tinted window, but her sightseeing was over anyway as the houses grew sparse until small, sporadic houses appeared. They were on a rocky road, traveling towards the bay. A large warehouse building came into view and the driver pulled into the back area.

They were stopped at the gate by a few guards. After everything was confirmed, they parked in the gated area. They were guided into the warehouse doors and through a few rooms before they stopped in front of a door. The guards opened the door and then left. Sakura, Ino, Sasuke, and Shikamaru were greeted by a tall, husky looking man with small gray beard and peppered black and white hair.

He grinned and took each of their hands, "My name is Dean Wallace. You all must be Hennessy's agents."

They nodded in agreement and he showed them to an area where bags and clothes were set up. He handed each of them a bag and a note on top of the bag.

His face grew serious, "You all will be showed to rooms. In those rooms, you'll pull out the materials in this bag and get dressed. The note tells you where to hide the weapons and what to expect on your assignment. You will be teamed up with our agents. Remember, you are all undercover. You will be dressed in appropriate attire for the Ball and you will act as though you are guests. You will be paired with our agents. There are photos of the terrorists in the bag. Look at them. Look at their names. Memorize them. Memorize their names. The note will tell you who you are, what you do aside from bodyguard work, and what company you work for overseas. Memorize this. There is no room for failure. If you fail, we fail. If we fail, you die. Understood?"

The team bowed their heads in respect and in unison they answered, "Understood."

He grinned, "Great. I'll leave you to change."

He left the room and they all looked at each other. There wouldn't be any other rooms to change in? Sakura pondered to herself. Ino sighed loudly as she set down her bag. She was the first to start stripping off her clothes. Shikamaru starred at her with wide eyes as Sasuke turned and set his bag on the ground. Sakura hesitantly set her bag down and opened it up. She pulled out her clothes and set them in order. Ino had already finished changing as she leaned against the table. She was dressed in a long, black, one shoulder strapped gown. Shikamaru leaned up against the wall lazily, watching her with his eyes. She looked over in his direction and smiled.

"Aren't you supposed to be getting dressed, Shikamaru?" She teased.

He widened his eyes before picking up his bag and mumbling, "How troublesome.."

Sakura averted her attention from them and slipped off her skirt slowly. She felt eyes watching her but she blamed it on paranoia and continued stripping off her garments. She was down to her lingerie when she heard a small mumble coming from Sasuke's direction. She quickly glanced at him, her eyes terrified as she noticed he was watching her intently. He scowled a bit before looking away. Everyone was dressed but Sakura. She quickly slipped on the deep purple strapless gown.

His mind wandered as he watched her slide off her skirt, over her curvy hips, and down her toned legs. Slowly his mouth parted as he imagined her under him, whimpering his name in a soft moan. His eyes traveled back up her body, over her curvy butt, and up her slender stomach as she pulled off her top. He watched as her breasts bounced from the sudden movement and he slowly lifted an eyebrow. He imagined her on top of her this time, her breasts bouncing quickly as she rode him.

"Fuck..." He mumbled, grabbing Sakura's attention as she swung her head towards him.

Shit... Sasuke quickly looked away, thanking his attire for being loose enough to hide his excitement. Sakura let out a small yelp as Ino told her to hurry up and change. Sasuke smiled as he set his gaze back on Sakura. She pulled the dress on and Ino assisted her in zipping it up the back. His mind started to wander again as he conjured up a thought about Sakura and Ino lip locking- Ino swirling her tongue around Sakura's as she felt up Sakura's busty chest. He smirked to himself and watched the girls as Ino's hand slid down Sakura's arm and she smiled; he could tell she had mouthed the word 'done'.

"Sasuke! What are you doing!" Ino hissed, her and Sakura's eyebrows furrowing tightly together.

He grimaced and stated simply, "Nothing."

Ino shook her fist and tried to swing at Sasuke, but Sakura held her back as they both cursed and screamed at Sasuke for being a pervet. Shikamaru sighed and stuffed his hands in his pockets, rolling his eyes and mumbling to himself. Sasuke rolled his eyes as well, letting the girls spit profanities his way as he merely ignored them.

"Save yourselves the trouble and shut up." He smirked, watching as their eyes widened.

Ino huffed and fixed her wig as Sakura stared at him with deep, angry eyes. He stared back with just the same fire and soon the hateful, angry gaze turned into a lustful one as each of their heart rates quickened. They broke the gaze and Sasuke cleared his throat. That girl sure knew how to get him worked up.

They all grabbed their bags and headed out of the room, down the stairs and through the main doors. A slick, black vehicle with deep black tinted windows waited for them by the gate. They each slid inside and pulled out their notes, staying quiet during the trip as they memorized each detail written in ink.

They arrived at the Ball about an hour later. The American company's agents assembled in front of us and we greeted each other with simple introductions and hello's. One of the men, Christopher, took Sakura's hand and helped her loop it through his arm. Another man, Trevor, took Ino's hand. A girl by the name of Kelly took Sasuke's arm and the other girl Teresa took Shikamaru's. The paired teams walked into the Ballroom as sweet sounding violins filled the air.

Sakura looked around at her surroundings with a glint of excitement in her eyes. The ceiling was high and detailed columns surrounded the perimeter of the area. Behind the columns were tables and buffet tables of delicious smelling food of all cultures. In front of the columns was a large dance floor where many men and women were dancing elegantly. The melody of the violins and small orchestra changed from time to time; the sweet music filling Sakura's ears as she smiled blissfully. She loved the sound of classical music that was smooth and harmonic.

Her arm was pulled to the dance floor and she swiftly pranced around with Christopher. She smiled as she looked around the room for her target. Sakura's eyes glazed to the left then to the right. The only gaze she caught was Sasuke's and her heart skipped a beat as she watched him hold his partner's hand and dance around. His face was emotionless and he looked up to meet Sakura's gaze. She quickly looked away and searched the room.

Gotcha, she thought to herself as she locked eyes on her victim. She squeezed Christopher's hand and he looked in the direction she nodded her head in.

"Found one." She whispered in his ear softly.

A smile grazed his lips as he danced them closer to the target. She watched intently as he parted from his dance partner and bowed to her then slipped off the dance floor and made his way through a back door. Sakura's eyebrows furrowed as she excused herself from her partner and swiftly walked off the dance floor. The others found their victims as well and followed the terrorists every move.

Sakura pulled on her assassin mask and watched for security cameras. At each open security camera, she sneaked up under it and reached up, sticking a film over it to blur the vision. She heard the man stop and she slipped behind an open door as the man turned to check if anyone was behind him. She peered around the door and watched as the man turned the corner. She quickly followed after him, making sure to keep a safe distance from the man. She saw him clear in view as he stuck his hand on a doorknob. She pulled out her pistol and targeted it at the man's head. He juggled the doorknob. She set her finger on the trigger. He cursed under his breath, unable to open the door. This was it. She pulled the trigger and watched as the man fell to the ground. She waited a minute, then slid against the wall, making her way closer as she aimed the gun at his heart and pulled the trigger one last time. Blood trickled from his mouth and seeped through his clothes. She quickly tucked her gun back into the holster under her dress and ran back towards the ballroom.

You never leave a trace nor show your face...

She slipped past security cameras and pulled off the mask, tucking it under her dress. She opened the bathroom door and walked towards the mirror. Evidence of a recent murder was no where to be found on the young assassins face. She fixed her hair and smudged more lipstick onto her full lips. She watched as Ino stepped out of the stall and approached the sink. Sakura smiled at her as Ino washed her hands. Ino looked over and smiled back, raising an eyebrow. Sakura nodded and Ino's smile widened as she nodded as well. Sakura patted her shoulder as she left the bathroom.

Two down, six to go. It was up to the rest of the members now. Sakura walked around the buffet presented. She admired the food assortments. In the American buffet there was steak, grilled chicken, hamburgers, coleslaw, lobster. Whilst in the Asian buffet there was chow mein, wonton soup, ramen, shrimp, sushi. The differences between each were remarkable. Sakura took a hamburger from America and sat with Ino and Shikamaru at a table near the far east end. She quietly ate while the other two talked. Shikamaru was whispering that he finished his job and Sakura smiled to each of them. Three down, five to go.

"Anyone else done yet?" She asked in a hushed voice.

Shikamaru shrugged lazily, "I don't really know. This is all so troublesome. I've got a bad feeling about this."

Ino raised an eyebrow and frowned, "A bad feeling?"

He looked over at her, "It's nothing."

She hummed softly, "Everything will be fine. We'll be finished soon. It's almost midnight."

He nodded and smiled slightly then set his elbow on the table and propped up his head in his hand. Ino pushed her plate to the side and stood up, grabbing Shikamaru's arm.

"Let's dance. We've got to look like we belong here."

He sighed deeply, "I don't feel like it."

"Get up."

She pulled him up and looped her arm through his then pulled him towards the dance floor. Sakura sat quietly and watched as Sasuke swiftly walked towards the table.

"Something's wrong." He whispered roughly, pulling my arm to stand.

I looked at him curiously, "What happened?"

"One of the girls was seen by the terrorist. She played it off like she was looking for a good time with him. I don't think he bought it."

He didn't sound worried about her; he sounded worried about him.