My moment of madness: I don't own Naruto I'm sad to say, if the plot is already around I'm sorry I was unaware of it. I'd love reviews because it's my first EVER AU fic and I mean on any site anywhere, yeah… aragh I sound like Deidara, yeah. Well I can't remember what pairings I wanted for this story and lol this is fun to write guys but if there are any questions about the story feel free to ask… I won't give away the plot though hehe its fun to keep you guessing…oh and paring requests are good they help me think. And thanks to -S3v3rusIsMin3- for putting up with all the spelling mistakes and grammatical errors, ah what are friends for?
Sasuke and Sakura became a team. However, they were reluctant to work together but the Hokage found one benefit in placing them with each other; if nothing else they where effective. You want someone dead, you sent them; within hour's, blood would be flying. If you wanted someone for questioning, all you had to do was give them the details and within the hour the person would be willing to do anything for you. Oh they where good and they where lethal, a weapon to be brought out when nothing else would work.
As a team they had an entire floor to themselves. No one dared to step onto the landing. It was a sure fire way to get injured... or killed. Even the elite ANBU ninja steered clear of floor thirteen. Phone systems had to be installed to prevent messengers getting killed whilst heading along the floor to hand the moody and hormonal pair a mission.
"WE HAVE TO WHAT?!" screamed Sakura's voice into the phone making Tsunade flinch. Sasuke's voice could also be heard in the background
"This is ridiculous, send another team!"
The Hokage sighed and fiddled with the phone line, looking at the computer screen before her that both teens where also looking at. "I need you two to do it because it's two pure bloods, they're killing couples"
Sakura's voice cut across hers, "So send the ANBU"
Tsunade's response was a sigh, followed by, "I can't, they're killing young couples, particularly those around the fifteen to sixteen year old mark, and you are the only two that can handle the mission. Now shut up and get to wardrobe for your disguises!"
"FINE!" snapped the two teens, slamming down their phones and walking to the door that lead to the hall way.
Whose brilliant idea was it to put the doors to our rooms down the end of the hall? Questioned Sakura's inner, as Sakura turned to meet Sasuke's blue, black eyes. The two looked down the seemingly normal hall, both fully aware that it was anything but.
"Your so annoying, you slow all the missions down" snarled Sasuke, eyeing the girl off as she fiddled with her black jacket that she wore over her corset and black cargo pants.
"I could get to wardrobe before you do Sasuke-kun." judging from the way she spat out his name, it was as if it was a swear word, and the Kun may as well have been an insult.
"You insult me?" he hissed, eyes flashing dangerously, this only made Sakura smirk victoriously.
"It would seem I did." For a split second the two only stared at each other before leaping down the hall and into action.
Sakura jumped over the fine, line of wire that stretched across the hall and dodged the knives that came hurtling towards her. Both teens forward rolled through the smoke bomb that went off and cart-wheeled through the fire. Perfectly synchronized, they ducked the sword blades that swung through the air and leaping up, flipped over the net aimed to catch them. Their speed doubled as bullets shot from the walls. Dropping to their knees, they performed a skidding soccer tackle under a thin piece of steel thread that could cut off a man's head in one swipe.
Having made it down the lethal hall, they jumped onto the stair railings and began to skid down as if they were riding a skate board. They flew around corners and down a good five flights before leaping off and sprinting to the door. Their hands touched the black wood at exactly the same second and once again they where glaring at each other dangerously, both refusing to back down. When the door opened, it revealed a place that seemed more like a shopping centre than a wardrobe. With boxes of clothes stacked high and rack upon rack lined up. At the end was a floor to ceiling mirror that showed the entire room, making the already large space bigger. Next to the changing rooms, Ino stood smirking. Behind her was a loyal team of make-up artists, their fingers itching to get to work on the two gothic-looking people who had to be made to look, well, preppy.
"HELL NO!" came Sakura's voice as Sasuke sat comfortably in the chair, letting the girls make his pale skin more tanned, and putting red streaks into his hair. He glanced into the mirror and smirked. Sakura's hair had been dyed a bright blond. It fell in smooth ringlets to her shoulders, framing her eyes nicely. She wore strappy, silver heels and a short, pink, pleated skirt that bore a suspicious resemblance to a cheerleading skirt. This fact was confirmed when his eyes travelled up and he noted a white top that was cut to reveal the top half of her breasts. They were pushed forward invitingly under a pink jacket that matched her skirt. In silver thread on the back of her jacket was the words "cheerleader finals of 2007." Her face, however, looked like she was going to kill someone as she turned on the pencil thin heels.
"I hate it" she snarled to Ino as Sasuke smirked and stood. He was wearing a white jacket over a simple red shirt; blue jeans finished this off along with designer red and white shoes.
"Don't worry, babe you look fine," he said, playing the part of his new identity, Josh, the basketball champion.
Sakura glared. "Shut the fuck up Sasuke"
This time Sasuke pretended to look hurt. "But Sally, who's Sasuke? I'm Josh, your boyfriend"
Sakura let lose a string of insults on Sasuke's family, and a few threats about what she could do with a good sharp knife that actually made Sasuke's eyes widen in shock.
When Sakura had finally stopped insulting everything in the world, the two headed out, stepping into the bright sunlight.
"So now what?"
Sasuke smiled, "We get to take the Porsche"
Sakura's eyes widened. "You for real?"
Even being stuck on a stupid mission like this wasn't going to dampen her mood, not when they got to take the black Porsche. Both teens walked down into the car hold and stepped up to the vehicle as it lay still like a crouching animal. Sasuke leapt into the driver's seat and Sakura stepped in carefully. They opened the roof and Sakura grinned.
With a low growl the black car came to life, the engine revved softly, waiting for the signal. Sasuke smirked once at Sakura and slammed the accelerator on. In a screech of tires on cement, the car became nothing more then a black blur as it speed out onto the streets with Sasuke driving the car as though he'd stolen it.
My moment of madness:
So what does everyone think? Hehe you gotta love the Porsche. It plays a part later. Now that we are certain of the partner what else is there to do? They're off on a mission. What's gonna happen? Who are the pure bloods and why do I get the feeling something very BAD will happen? I apologies for the mistakes I make in my chapters.