Alright, I know I haven't updated this story in a while and I want to apologize for the inconvenience. You see, whilst I was away, my computer's anti-virus programme expired and it was instantly infected by a dangerous virus. When I finally came home, I tried to get into my computer but sadly the virus didn't allow my access into any of the computer's accounts. Realizing that I could do nothing to help my computer, I asked my neighbour if he could do anything about it. Luckily, he was able to and I was quite happy. However, another terrible obstacle kept me from updating this story and that is, all my data I had saved had been completely erased! Unable to gather that data back, I had to start from scratch so here I am, re-starting the latest chapter of Akatsuki Blossom. Please Forgive Me and I hope this story makes up for it all. Please Review if you still like this story and Enjoy.
Naruto belongs to Misashi Kishimoto
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Akatsuki Blossom
It's exactly been one week since Deidara and Sasori had brought me to the Akatsuki Base and even after seven days, I am still awestruck by the amazing beauty of the Mansion. Everything about the Mansion was ancient, historic and luxurious, I loved every single room and every single garden. All the rooms were furnished expensively, decorated uniquely and cleaned thoroughly.
It was like I had been captured in a book of fairytales, I felt like a small child again, prancing in a pink dress, smiles all around and my daddy asking me if I would ever leave him. Those were naïve days but I still cherished them because they were simple and easy. I hadn't made the bonds that broke me and I didn't know the cruelty of the world. Everything was perfect then – I hadn't felt so happy in a long time.
"Sakura?" called out Sasori.
Lifting my head from my beige pillow, I gazed across the room and found Sasori leaning against my door frame. His bronze hair stuck to his forehead, his clothes were torn, blood oozed from his left arm and his eyes showed exhaustion. Obviously, he had been training with Deidara and had suffered minor injuries.
"Do you need help with that?" I asked, gesturing to the wound on his arm
"No," he answered briefly
Sitting up, I gestured him with my hand to come in. He gladly obliged, slowly he gracefully crossed the room and took a seat next to my bed. Firmly, he placed his elbows on the tip of his knees and his hands supported his head. His eyes shut peacefully and his breathing grew soft. Curiously, I arched my eyebrow at him.
"Quick question, why are you here again?" I asked gently. Sasori shrugged
"Pein-Sama told me to get you to treat my wound," Sasori explained. Annoyed, my eyebrows knitted together and my temper rose out of habit.
"Alright, take off your shirt Mr. Reluctance," I gritted sarcastically. Sasori smirked and opened his eyes
"You're quite a demanding woman, do you know that?" he questioned. I laughed and helped him peel his sweaty and ruined shirt from his body.
"I have been told," I admitted
Before he could make another comment, I leaned over him and pulled the draw of my dresser. Rummaging through its contents, I found the First Aid Kit I was looking for and pulled it from the draw. As I moved back, I pushed the draw back and placed the kit on the bed.
"The Akatsuki has never had a Medic Ninja before," Sasori stated as I worked thoroughly on his wound.
"Then how did you treat your wounds before?" I asked
"Konan, Pein-Sama's partner, isn't exactly a Medic Ninja but she is good enough to treat minor injuries and Kakuzu, use to literally stitch us back up," Sasori explained
"No offence but they don't sound exactly 'experienced'" I commented. Sasori chuckled
"They're not but without them we would most likely be dead by now," Sasori replied, wincing as I stitched the flesh back together.
"Well then I would have to congratulate them, if I ever meet them," I answered
"You'll be able to get your chance, an Akatsuki Meeting is awaiting," interrupted Pein. Snapping my head up, I noticed Pein had entered my room.
"Pein-Sama," Sasori and I greeted formally
"Once you have done here, I would like to see you both upstairs," Pein claimed in a monotone.
"Hai." Sasori and I chorused. With a curt nod, Pein walked from my bedroom.
"We'll I better hurry," I mused to myself
"Indeed." Sasori agreed.
As I finally finished Sasori's wound, Sasori and I gathered our things and made our way upstairs.
During my time living here, I had never been permitted to go upstairs and attend the other Akatsuki meetings for I had been given strict boundaries. I had only been able to go into the bathrooms, kitchens, living rooms, my own bedroom and any other room I was invited in. The same rule applied to the other Akatsuki members but Pein and Konan – they were the two who kept the Mansion as beautiful as it is.
As I walked quietly next to Sasori, I found it quite odd that Deidara was not with him. The obnoxious blonde was nearly always seen with Sasori – they were constantly together, like twin brothers. I had also noticed that some of their habits were identical and even though they argue they seem to respect the others perspective of art – in their own way. I wondered if Deidara hadn't been injured during their spar or if Deidara wasn't present with Sasori at the time.
Shrugging, I dispelled my thoughts and turned my full attention to the stairs that Sasori and I walked on. They creaked under our weight and a gloomy atmosphere surrounded us. For the first time since I had arrived at the Akatsuki, I felt frightened and disturbed by the lack of hygiene this part of the house had. It's walls were not restored and the stairs were bare – unlike the other two stair cases. No unique portraits were on the walls and the wallpaper was a dark crisp grey.
"This place is different then the rest of the house," I commented aloud
"Yes." Sasori agreed.
Finally, as we reached the top, I was once again surprised by the striking beauty of the room. It was lit with candles, a long medieval table sat in the middle and old but expensive chairs were next to the table. The wallpaper was crimson and the wooden floor was polished perfectly. Pein sat at the table, a woman sitting beside him and what I presumed – the rest of the Akatsuki took up most of the chairs. Two chairs remained.
"Sakura and Sasori, take a seat," the mysterious blue haired woman offered.
Sasori and I nodded and I took a seat – next to Sasori, who sat next to Deidara.
"Now that everyone is here, I will begin this meeting," Pein announced. Everyone quieted down and I felt suspicious of the others around me. I could easily identify Uchiha Itachi and Hoshigake Kisame. But the rest of the Akatsuki were all foreign to my eyes.
"Sakura, I would like to introduce you to the Akatsuki members you are unfamiliar with," Pein began
"Ok," I said. Gesturing to the two Akatsuki members across me, he began the introduction.
"Sakura, this is Hidan of Yugagakure, he has a foul mouth and has little respect for others," Pein warned. Hidan was lean and fairly tall, his hair shone bright silver, his face was round but firm and his eyes were maroon.
"Little cherry brat," sneered Hidan. I glared at him and a fake smile plastered on my face
"Shinigami wannabe," I retorted. Hidan shot be a sideways glance but did not respond
"This is Kakuzu of Takigakure, he was responsible for healing our injured before you arrived,"
Kakuzu was a tall and masculine man, his irises were bright green, his sclera burned crimson and his face was hidden behind a mask.
Kakashi I thought
Disguising a sob under a cough, I nodded towards Pein to continue.
"I have heard you have high intellect," he commented in a deep voice, all I could do was nod.
"This is Konan, she is my partner, and is infamous for her Origami Ninjutsu and Genjutsu,"
"Hello, Sakura-San," she greeted politely
"Hello, Konan-Sama," I replied as took in her unusual appearance. Her eyes were like fire – showing heated emotion, her hair was a soft blue and an Origami flower was pinned to hold her bun up. She was obviously beautiful and had a petite frame.
"I am sure you know Uchiha Itachi – for he hales from your village. His partner, is Hoshigake Kisame from Kirigakure, he was once one of the Seven Ninja Swordsman of the Mist," explained Pein. I cast a glance at Kisame, I had seen photo's of this man but I was never aware of his great height. He was quite tall and was very broad, his blue skin looked cold to touch and the gills on his cheeks were distinct. Next to Itachi, who looked like a normal Uchiha male, he looked like a monster.
"You were the little spit fire who took down Sasori!" exclaimed Kisame. I heard Sasori grunt next to me and I giggled quietly
"Yea, that was me," I replied proudly. Kisame snickered and let Pein continue the introductions.
"Next to him is Tobi, he is very energetic and he supposedly came from Konohagakure but there is no record of him," Pein explained suspiciously.
I looked over at 'Tobi', his face was completely hidden besides one visible eye hole and his hair was pitch black, that spiked up everywhere. His face was masked by a bright orange mask and he was quite lean and tall.
"Tobi's a good boy!" he exclaimed happily, I sighed and nervously watched as Deidara got angrier and angrier as Tobi continued to rant.
"Tobi thinks Sakura-Chan has weird hair!"
Though very irritated, I tried every method possible to control my wild temper and instead of breaking his neck like I wanted, I shot him a angered glare.
"Sakura thinks Tobi is an idiot," I sneered in a mocking tone. Tobi slumped over and he looked hurt. I suddenly felt guilty
"Don't worry about him," Deidara assured as he laughed
"Ok, lastly, meet Zetsu. He operates as the organizations spy and disposes Hidan's sacrifices," Pein finished.
I looked over to Zetsu, I was still quite appalled of his Venus-fly trap-like appearance. Half his face was white and the other half was black, his eyes were both gold and only the white half of his face appeared to have a mouth. He was tall – only because of the green leaves around his body.
"Hello Sakura-San," said the white half "Can I eat her? She looks scrumptious," said the black half.
Startled, I jumped and watched as the two halves argued with one another.
"H-Hi?" I stuttered, feeling terrified at the unusual man. Hidan laughed and pointed an accusing finger at me
"She's a little bitch!" announced Hidan triumphantly.
Snapping from my horror, I turned towards the Jashinest and shot him a cruel glare.
"What about you?" I questioned "You were so scared of dying, you begged a lethal god to give you immortality!" I snapped, unable to find anything else to say. Hidan's face turned into a scowl and he looked absolutely offended, I hoped I had done worse.
"You little fucked up bitch!" he growled "How dare you say shit like that?!"
I laughed tauntingly
"I say as I please," I teased. Furiously, Hidan ripped his scythe off his back and pointed in threateningly at me. I laughed and touched the fine tip of its blades.
"Oh, pointy," I complimented in a child-like voice.
"That's it!" Hidan sneered.
With a mighty swing, he attempted to decapitate my head from my shoulders. I ducked just in time and flipped backwards.
"Touche," I teased
"Get back here you fucking scrawny bitch!" boosted Hidan angrily
In an instant, Hidan had me pinned against the wall, my neck in the gap that separated two of its scythe blades. Touching the blades cold edge, I struggled to free myself.
"Serves you right," he gritted as he yanked the blade from the wall. I fell to the ground on my knees and glared at him angrily – an idea already forming in my head. As he turned to his seat, I pounced from my sitting position and aimed a Chakra infused kick at Hidan's kick – however, my plan was foiled.
I didn't see him move and I didn't realize who was responsible till I saw the familiar tomoe's of his Sharingan. I gasped at the tight grip around my ankle and the passive expression he wore. I glanced over to Hidan, who was wearing a look of pure astonishment. I highly doubt he noticed Itachi till Itachi came into view.
"Uchiha, let go," I ordered as I began to lose my perfect balance. Without uttering a single noise, Itachi released my ankle and I stood up straight again. I stared at Itachi – ignoring everything around me but Itachi. I had never actually been this close to him – even when I helped fight him, I wasn't quick enough to get a single punch or kick or anything.
"Please return to your seat," Pein asked, his voice laced with irritation.
I was first to react, though I didn't take my eyes off of him till I sat down next to Sasori.
"Now that you have meet everyone, I can truly begin this without any interruptions," Pein declared, his Rinnegan eyes looking tired and worn.
"Sakura has accepted our invitation to our organization and being only sixteen, she hasn't been able to unlock her full potential, even under the Slug Princess's wing," began Pein
"Where is this going?" asked Sasori, speaking for the first time during the meeting.
"You will find out soon," Konan assured. So she knows about it too, I guess she should because after all her partner is the leader. Maybe if anything happens to Pein, then does that make her the leader? I wondered as the meeting progressed
"When we recruited Deidara, he had only been 17, but he was already well advanced in the Shinobi world. Thus, he didn't need the same treatment as we're giving Sakura," continued Pein
"Treatment? What's that suppose to mean?" I asked curiously
"Well, when you left your village you were just a Chunin. Deidara was a full fledged ANBU when he left, so your skills aren't as sharp as the others," Pein said bluntly. I snorted disapprovingly but said nothing.
"So we're assigning you a teacher," announced Konan. Her voice thick and rich with pure honestly. I almost choked on my own saliva when I heard the news.
"A teacher?" I repeated in disbelief
"Yes," Pein replied "Now, tell us. During your time at Konohagakure, what was your most praised skill, besides Medical Ninjutsu and Chakra Control," asked Pein. Knitting my eyebrows together, I looked at him as I thought about what he had asked.
"Genjutsu and my elements was fire and lightening," I answered quickly
"I see, well I already have in mind your ideal teacher," Pein said. I looked at him and bit my lip, desperately hoping it wasn't Hidan or Tobi. I knew I wouldn't last and neither would they.
"Who?" I asked, getting impatient
"Itachi."
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