Sakura let her hand hang out of the car window as Ino sped down the road. The radio was blasting music loud enough that conversation wasn't possible. That didn't matter. Both girls were singing at the top of their lungs and dancing in their seats. Of course Ino only let herself get carried away at stop lights. When the song ended Ino handed her phone to Sakura.

"Here, pick something."

Sakura took the phone and looked for something upbeat and fast. They had time for one more song before arriving at their destination. Ino had asked Sakura for a night out together. They hadn't been able to actually go out and hang out together since starting school. Sure they saw each other in between classes but it wasn't enough. Sakura happily agreed. She missed her friend and really wanted to spend time with her for more than ten minutes.

After scrolling for a minute Sakura found the perfect song. "A Thousand Miles."

"I can't believe you have this," Sakura said and selected it. Ino was about to ask what Sakura was talking about when those first light notes flittered through the speakers. The both of them broke into loud off-key singing.

When they parked at the local mall the song still hadn't finished so they continued singing until it ended. Ino turned the music off before the next song could begin. She knew the two of them would be trapped in an endless musical if she didn't nip it in the bud now.

"I haven't been here, I don't think," Sakura said while they headed to the entrance.

"I could have sworn we went here once." Ino replied.

Sakura shrugged. "Either way I'm glad you asked to chill tonight. I needed to get the hell out of that house."

"Do tell," Ino purred. She knew something was up with Sakura and her boy toys. It went further than the Valentines she'd gotten. When Ino picked Sakura up she saw that blush that dusted her cheeks when they passed by Hidan. She'd get it out of Sakura by the end of the night.

"It was – I mean it's nothing," Sakura shook her head.

"It was what?" Ino smirked. "Come on, you know you wanna tell me."

"There's too much testosterone in that house." Sakura said.

The two of them walked through the automatic doors and Ino led them off to the right to a shoe store. "You sure that's it? Looked like something was going on between you and Hidan."

Sakura walked ahead of her into the store. She made a b-line to the women's shoes and picked up the first cute pair she saw. "You should totally try these on, they'd look good on you."

Ino laughed and took the shoe from Sakura. "Fine, you don't have to tell me now. I'll get it out of you later."

"Why can't you be a normal person and ask about school work?" Sakura asked.

"Because that's boring," Ino replied in a tone that said it was clearly the most obvious answer.

"Not if you can grow your own flower garden."

"Really?" Ino raised her eyebrows.

Sakura nodded. "Yup! I didn't even tell you yet, did I?" She giggled. "I turned my room into a rainforest the other day because the bean plant was pissing me off."

Ino put a hand over her mouth and snorted. "How the hell did you manage that?"

"I put too much power into it. I had to have Itachi come with me to get Kurenai. She fixed it in a second."

"Oh my god, that's amazing."

"Thankfully I didn't get in trouble. Actually Kurenai gave me a book to learn how to better control my magic."

"And?"

Sakura sat down with a box of flats to try on. "It worked. I can grow almost any simple flower or plant. It's really fun, actually."

With the subject changed to magic and schoolwork Sakura let herself breathe. She wasn't sure why but talking to Ino about what happened with Hidan felt weird. She herself wasn't even sure what it all meant. She knew Hidan wasn't trying anything weird and that made everything all the more strange.

Disregarding Hidan's motives, Sakura was still confused about her own feelings. It had only been three days since then so whenever Hidan was near her she would get flustered and jumble her words. It was downright pathetic in her eyes. He wasn't acting any different. She should be doing the same. Nothing happened that night. Unlike the occasion with Deidara, they'd both had all their clothes on this time. Well, their normal amount anyways.

Perhaps it was the way it had happened. In the case with Deidara he was in there to protect her from a dangerous threat. She'd also not even known he was there for a few minutes. With Hidan she woke up cuddling with him. And the reason he was in her bed was because she wouldn't let him leave. According to him, at least. The whole thing made her stomach flip and flop.

Hidan was attractive, Sakura would admit it. Hell he was downright hot. Sakura would be lying if she said she'd never thought of him – or any of them, really – in an intimate way. On top of that he was funny and seemed to care about her at least a little bit.

There was the whole, "Ominous creepy goat ritual" thing that she'd walked in on that one time, but so far she hasn't seen any goats in this house. She should probably ask him about that one day. Seriously what the hell was up with the body paint?

"This place doesn't really have anything interesting," Ino said while looking over the selection. "Let's head a bit further down. There's a nice shop with some really cute dresses."

Sakura stared at Ino like she was insane. "Ino, how can you say there's nothing interesting in here? This place has shoes with flames on them."

Ino rolled her eyes. "Sakura isn't that a bit middle school?"

Sakura walked over to a display shoe that had flames flickering on the side of it. She picked it up and held it out to Ino. The flames licked at Sakura's fingers but all she felt was a comforting warmth. "Do you see this? I don't care if it screams middle school. This is tight shit."

Ino laughed and took the shoe from Sakura to put it back. "You always were a dork. Still, come on," Ino took Sakura's hand and led them out of the store. "We need to get you a dress. I know for a fact you're lacking in that department."

"Ino you know I don't have money to spend on clothes," Sakura said while trying to keep up with her energetic friend. "I came here to window shop."

"Then I'll buy it for you," Ino said simply.

"Ino no way – "

"Nope!" Ino cut her off and turned her head to smile at Sakura. "I'm buying you stuff today. That was always the plan. I didn't tell you because if I had you wouldn't have come."

Sakura sighed exasperatedly but smiled. Ino was always doing these kinds of things. Her family wasn't rich per se but they were definitely upper middle class. Sakura on the other hand was at the lower end of middle class. Her family could afford necessities but it left little room for material items. That's where Ino came in. Ever since middle school Sakura would get presents from Ino whether she wanted them or not. In the beginning Sakura would insist she didn't need the item. If the item was extravagant enough she'd even try to return it to the store. This never worked, of course. Ino never gave Sakura the receipt for the item.

Eventually Sakura gave in. It wasn't like Ino bought her things every week. At most Sakura received her gifts once a month. The sparse nature of her purchases allowed Ino to slowly increase the value of her gifts. At first it would be a shirt and some earrings. Soon it was a couple dresses with matching shoes. Now it was rare that Ino wouldn't heave a trunk-full of bags into Sakura's room with the poor girl insisting it was far too much.

"Just don't go overboard, okay?" Sakura asked.

"Pft," Ino scoffed. "You've been gone for over a year, cherry blossom. We'll be lucky to fit in the car."

Sakura wanted to be upset. She wanted to break into a million protests. She wanted to point out that Ino was in college and needed to save as much money as she could. She wanted to. But that smile on Ino's face sealed her lips shut. She was lucky to have a friend like her.

The dress shop Ino wanted to visit didn't peak either of their interests and so they headed out and down the line of shops. It wasn't long before the two girls were enthralled in conversation. Before they knew it the two of them were surrounded by washing machines and other appliances.

"When did we walk into Sears?" Sakura asked her friend.

Ino shrugged. "Hell if I know. I mean I love you and everything but I think a dishwasher is a bit out of my price range."

Sakura faked a pout. "But Ino! You know it's all I ever wanted!"

"How about a dish towel?" Ino held up a package of brightly colored towels. "I mean, close enough right?"

Sakura the back of her hand to her forehead and tossed her head back dramatically. "It's like you don't even know me!"

The two girls giggled while finding their way out of the store. When they found the exit they were greeted with a store that made Ino grin.

"Victoria's Secret?" Sakura asked right before Ino headed to the bright pink abyss.

"Don't tell me you don't want a bra from here," Ino said. "Every girl needs a bra from here. At least one."

"Ino you've already bought me one," Sakura reminded her. "Back in like tenth grade."

Ino paused in front of a display mannequin and looked down at Sakura's chest and then back up at her. "Trust me. You need a new one." She walked off towards another mannequin that was sporting a very cute yet sexy pink bra and panty set.

Sakura looked down at her chest and pursed her lips. They hadn't gotten that much bigger. Had they?

She went over to Ino who was already flagging down a girl. She insisted that Sakura should be measured again before they went diving in. To her surprise Sakura had in fact gone up a cup size. Sure she was still on the smaller end of that scale but she'll take it.

With the little ego boost this discovery gave her Sakura decided she'd indulge herself. She'd allow herself one of the more expensive bras as well as one of the cheaper ones from the bargain bin.

Ino wouldn't hear of any of this.

"Sakura I told you, we're going all out today," Ino took the discount bra out of her hands and flung it back into the bin. She led her friend over to the front display where a cute yet sexy night dress was displayed. It was white with little purple hearts adorning the fabric in an organized pattern. Ino took the hem of the dress in her hand. "You need something like this."

Sakura crossed her arms and gave Ino a knowing look. "Ino you know if I wore something like that I'd be confined to my room in embarrassment."

"Or," Ino smirked and let the dress go. "You wear it anyways and get to enjoy those boys staring at you."

Sakura shook her head. "No way. I'll wear anything underneath my clothes. But there's no way I'm parading around in something like that in front of them." She smiled slightly. "It'd be too cruel."

Ino laughed. "Fine, but remember you asked for it."

Sakura couldn't honestly say she regretted asking for it. The items that Ino ended up finding for her were beautiful. One set had a white base with black lace tangling around the edges of the cups in a floral pattern with the same lining the panties. The second was a baby blue lace covering a white base with black straps. She was so excited she considered running to the bathroom to at least put on a bra. Though her common sense told her to wait until they've all been washed.

"Now when you let Hidan unwrap you he'll get an even sexier present," Ino said nonchalantly as they walked down to a clothing store.

Sakura recoiled back from Ino in surprise. She sputtered for a good few seconds before regaining her composure. Clearing her throat she returned Ino's smug stare. "I am quite sure I have no idea what you are blabbering about." She walked ahead of her friend and entered the store.

Ino skipped up behind her. "Oh yes you do," she sang. "Just imagine it. A sexy birthday present. Probably the best one he's gotten. And that's saying something since he's, like, a thousand."

"He's not that old," Sakura defended. "He's barely over two centuries. They all are."

Ino hummed while she looked through some shirts. "That's still a lot of birthdays. I'm sure he'd love to unwrap you to find those little accents."

Sakura acted as casual as she could. Ino was vying for another reaction and she wasn't about to give it to her. "Well that would be a bit difficult seeing as I have no idea when their birthdays are."

At this Ino stopped her perusing and stared at Sakura slack-jawed. "You? Sakura Haruno? You don't know their birthdays?"

"Uhh, no?"

"The same Sakura Haruno who always threw us the best birthday parties?"

Sakura shrugged offering up a feeble excuse. "It just hasn't come up?"

"Sakura," Ino drawled out in a discontented tone. "One of the first things you asked me was when my birthday was. You made sure to celebrate it with me."

"Ino, we were eight when I asked you," Sakura reminded her friend. "But I guess you're right. It would be fun to throw parties for them all."

"And let them unwrap you," Ino added on.

Sakura swung her pink bag in Ino's direction. "Oh shut up," she giggled.

Sakura hadn't ever thought to ask them about their birthdays. They didn't seem like the type to celebrate. At least not now. Perhaps some of them celebrated their double digit birthdays but it was doubtful any of them cared for the triple digits. After a hundred years of life she imagined it wasn't that big of a deal to have lived one more year. Most of them haven't even reached middle age yet. That's normally around the five hundred mark.

Still, Sakura knew she'd love to throw parties for the boys if she'd known when their birthdays were. Perhaps it would be a good idea. Of course she'd make sure they were all fine with it before whipping out the cake and balloons.

"Vampire parties gotta be fun, though," Sakura said.

"The amount of alcohol they can down is astounding. That is if my memory serves me correctly. Remember that party we all went to at the end of our senior year?" Ino asked and Sakura nodded. "Yeah, well, I'm pretty sure Sasuke was on his sixth or seventh shot of vodka or something before I had even finished one wine cooler."

"They are so paying for their own drinks," Sakura said.

It wasn't too long after that they decided to head back home. Sakura needed to work on some homework and Ino needed help with something in her mortal studies class. According to Ino Sakura was now the all-knowing library on humans.

"I told you already. I don't know absolutely everything about their society. I'm still confused on some things," Sakura said on the car ride back to her place.

"You at least have to know how they act around people like us," Ino insisted.

"I dunno," Sakura shrugged. "They really don't think we exist. From the TV shows I watched all I can gather is they'd either kill us on sight, scream a lot, or think it's the tightest shit ever. All depends on the person."

"Would they tell others about us?"

"Sometimes, I think… But in the episodes they would always end up in some nut house for thinking magic is real."

"That's so crazy," Ino shook her head and sighed. "They really hate anything different from them, don't they?"

Sakura nodded. "Yeah they do."

Ino pulled up to the curb outside the house. She grabbed a large backpack from the backseat while Sakura collected her shopping bags. They headed up the walkway to the front door. Before Sakura had the chance to even unlock the door she heard yelling coming from inside. Whoever it was sounded livid.

She opened the door and heard a few of her housemates yelling.

"This info has to be wrong."

"What the fuck why would he do that?"

"Pein you can't be serious!"

All her housemates were gathered around one side of the dining table looking down at a laptop that was facing away from Sakura. A voice came from the computer but Itachi signaled for the speaker to be silenced.

"Sakura," Itachi said in a higher volume than necessary. He stood up from his seat. "Welcome home."

"Uh, thanks," Sakura said. "Ino and I are just gonna, uh, be in my room." She smiled and herded Ino towards her room. When they walked around behind everyone Sakura did her best to nonchalantly peek over Deidara's shoulder to get a look at whoever they had been talking to. She'd heard them say the name Pein when they walked in. They'd mentioned this man before, specifically in a way that connoted he was in a leadership role. Suffice to say she was curious. She managed a decent look at him as well as someone else that looked like a woman.

The one she assumed was Pein had bright orange hair with what had to be piercings all over his face and ears. The womanly figure behind him was in a shadow. All Sakura could make out was short blue hair and what looked like a white flower adorned above her ear.

Not wanting to intrude, she promptly headed into her bedroom with Ino and shut the door tight. She couldn't tell what they had been talking about, but it sounded important.

"They usually do that?" Ino asked.

Sakura shook her head. "No, not that I've ever seen." It had struck her as odd that they hadn't been having meetings like this, actually. They were known as this rebellious organization bent on equality and peace and known for having a large impact upon their world. Naturally they'd need to have a family meeting here and there to keep up to date with everyone.

Perhaps they did in fact have their little rebel meetings but waited until Sakura was asleep to start up. Whatever it was, Sakura would admit she was damn curious as to what they had been talking about. The only thing she could think of would be the werewolf incident. Last she inquired, Itachi said they still didn't know who did it. Perhaps they found them? Or perhaps someone in their ranks did something they really weren't supposed to? Sakura was dying of curiosity but knew better than to attempt spying on a group of vampires. She was powerful, but not that powerful.

Ino sat down on Sakura's bed and pulled a notebook out of her large purse. "So. Do you know anything about the psychology of humans?"

Sakura slumped down into her desk chair. "All I know is some dude named Freud or something thinks every man wants to fuck his mom."

Ino blinked and looked from Sakura to her notebook. "I'm gonna go out on a limb and say that may not be what my teacher is looking for."

"Then read the textbook," Sakura said and spun around to face her desk. Ino groaned but took her textbook out of the bag as well. The two girls read in silence for a while, only speaking when they needed help clarifying a statement or to ask a question. Soon the both of them got through their required chapters for the weekend and were able to finish up what little homework they'd had. Now they could spend the entire weekend relaxing.

"Are you and Sai doing anything?" Sakura asked.

Ino shrugged from her position on the bed and then laid down on her stomach. "I dunno, maybe. Could be fun to go to a park or something like that."

"Yeah, have a picnic or something," Sakura suggested.

"That's actually a good idea," Ino said. "What about you?"

"Hm," Sakura put a finger to her lips and thought about it. "The boys still haven't seen Back to the Future so maybe I'll have a movie marathon with whoever wants to join me."

"Sounds like fun," Ino said in a mock excited voice.

"You never did like good ol' Marty McFly did you?" Sakura teased.

"It's just so stupid," Ino sat back up and threw out her hands. "Why in the world would you not make yourself rich with a time machine? Or change important things in history so the world would be better? I mean did Doc really just make the stupid thing to see 'beyond his years'?"

"Basically," Sakura said.

"But, a delorian?" Ino deadpanned. "Like. Seriously?"

"Those doors are dope, though," Sakura said.

Ino narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips, "You win this one." She glanced down at her phone and smiled. "Speak of the devil. Sai wants to hang out, is it cool if I head out?"

Sakura smiled back. "Of course it is. Lemme know if you all do that picnic."

Ino got up and started packing up all of her things. "Will do."

Sakura walked her out to the front door. Ino said her hello's and goodbye's to the boys that were out there and then her farewell to Sakura. Before she turned to leave Ino managed to say in a voice louder than necessary, "And you're welcome again for the thongs and matching bras!"

"Oh my god." Sakura put her hand to her forehead and groaned.

Ino smiled and waved before turning around to head for her car. "Love you!"

Sakura shut the door and shook her head. "You'd think having a boyfriend would keep her from trying to get me laid, but oh no," she mumbled under her breath. "She has to act like a 15 year old." She headed towards her room but was stopped when she heard her name called from the couch. She turned around and walked over to where Itachi, Kisame, and Sasori were sitting. "What's up?"

"We apologize for earlier," Itachi said while standing up to face Sakura. "Normally we conduct those sorts of conferences when we know you won't be disturbed."

Sakura waved a hand dismissively. "Don't worry about it. I know what you guys are about. It's cool."

"Still," Sasori said from his seat on the couch, "We'll make sure that sort of thing is dealt with in a way that's considerate towards you."

"It's gotta be weird to come home to," Kisame added.

Sakura smiled slightly. "Well maybe a little bit. But I'm serious it's okay. If you guys are ever doing that sort of thing again I'll just head to my room until you all finish. It's no biggie."

"It shouldn't happen again," Itachi said. "This was an urgent circumstance."

"I'm guessing you can't tell me what it was?" Sakura asked hoping for even a hint.

Kisame laughed, "You don't want to know, trust me."

Sasori stood up and walked over to Sakura. "If you ever need to know anything we'll tell you."

Sakura nodded in understanding. "Alright, I trust you all."

"Now that you know the gist of our day, how was yours?" Sasori asked with a ghost of a smirk.

"Oh it was fine," Sakura said and sat down on the empty love seat, stretching out to take up all the space. "Though Ino wouldn't let me get these neat shoes at the mall with flames on them."

"How dare she," Kisame said.

"I know, right!" Sakura threw up her hands. "It was madness I say!"

"Didn't you have flame shoes for a while there in the seventies, Kisame?" Itachi asked.

Kisame smiled proudly. "I sure did. They'd even change color if I put certain stuff on them."

"How did I miss those?" Sasori asked.

"You were in Vietnam, remember?" Kisame said as if he were talking to a child. "Fighting commies."

"Oh yeah," Sasori said. He seemed as if he genuinely forgot. "I forgot about that."

"How could you forget you served in a war?" Kisame asked.

"The same way you could forget you were there the night Abraham Lincoln died," Sasori quipped.

Kisame smiled sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head. "What can I say? It was a good play."

"Kisame." Itachi said flatly. "You were literally in the booth next to him. Booth pushed you out of the way when he ran."

Kisame shrugged. "Honestly I think I was still hammered from my party."

Itachi chuckled. "Your birthday was a month before he died."

"My statement still stands," Kisame said smiling.

"Oh yeah," Sakura remembered her conversation with Ino earlier. "When exactly are your birthdays?"

"Well mine's in March," Kisame said.

Sakura gasped. "No way, me too. When?"

"The eighteenth."

"Mine's literally ten days after," Sakura said. "What about you two?"

"June," Itachi said.

"November," Sasori said.

"Aw, I was hoping they'd be sometime this semester."

"Why?" Sasori asked.

"Well I was thinking that if you guys were cool with it we could throw some badass birthday parties."

The three boys took in the statement and thought about it. It had to have been at least a century since any of them had a decent birthday party.

"Sign me up," Kisame said. "Sounds like this year might be fun."

Sakura smiled and stood up. "I need to start planning then. We only have a month until you turn… How old?"

Kisame put a hand to his chest and gasped. "You should never ask a lady her age!"

"Five hundred. Got it." Sakura nodded and went to start on the outline for the party. Before she closed the door she heard Kisame say, "Seriously though, you were there for four years Sasori! How do you keep forgetting?!"

Sakura sat down at her desk and let herself ponder the fact that Sasori had served in a war for what she assumed was the USA. Either it was so dreadfully boring that he couldn't be bothered to recall the details or he was forgetting on purpose. Sasori was a tough cookie but Sakura hoped it was the former option. She made a mental note to ask him about it whenever she got the chance.

For the moment she had a party to start planning. Presently all she knew about Kisame's interests were that he liked swords and obviously enjoyed drinking. These two things wouldn't do well mixed together. Focusing on just one would probably get her further. And since she knew next to nothing about swords it looked like drinking was the big winner. Easy as pie. She started looking up ideas online and before she knew it her clock was in the AM half of the day and she was trying her hardest to keep her eyes open. Reluctantly she saved what she had and started getting ready for bed. She was out before her head hit the pillow.

~Drip. Drip. Drip. Crash.~

Sakura knew she was dreaming. While it was normal to be on a morning jog in the rain it was not normal for the rain to be gently falling from right in front of her. The sideways rain wasn't harsh and there was barely any wind, yet there it went. She wondered idly if this horizontal rain had any important meaning or if it was saying something about her recent thoughts, subconscious or otherwise. Eventually she figured that, no, it had no significant meaning and it was just weird to be weird.

After what had to be another five miles of running in weird rain Sakura wondered if she could change up the dream to at least give herself some sunlight. When she commanded the clouds to clear they began to inch away and reveal sunlight. Right as it was about to fully envelop her in warmth the clouds crashed back together in a thunderous clap and rained down upon her a waterfall of horizontal, ice cold water.

Opening her eyes Sakura sat up straight in her bed to find that she was not only soaked but so was her bed. And the water was still coming. She screamed and pushed herself off of the bed then looked up to see that a pipe had burst right above her bed and was spraying water. She leaned forward again to grab her phone that had managed to escape a direct hit by being underneath her pillow. Quickly she scanned to see if anything else had been in the firing range. Lucky for her no expensive items – of hers – were ruined. However the mattress was taking on a ton of water. It began spilling over the sides onto the floor. The pipe was also spraying all over the wall opposite of her computer desk. While she was happy for this lucky break she was also witnessing her dresser being doused with its own torrent of water.

Realizing she could easily salvage the clothes after the pipe had been taken care of she ran to her bedroom door and flung it open. To her surprise Tobi and Deidara were already coming over to her room. She pointed back to the pipe.

"Fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it, fix it!" She yelled.

"I'll go get someone," Tobi said before sprinting through the front door.

Sakura put a hand to her forehead while she stared at the disaster that was her room. She walked backwards out through the door in a state of disbelief. "This isn't happening," she muttered.

"It's okay," Deidara put a hand on her shoulder. "All of your stuff will be fine."

Sakura ran a hand through her hair and turned around to face Deidara. She was at a loss for words. Her room was slowly turning into a swimming pool and the sun wasn't even up. On top of that she was starting to shiver. Tobi had left the front door open on his run out and the cold air was blowing in. The ice cold air on her legs reminded her that she was not wearing pants – a normal part of her sleeping attire.

"Hey, do you have anything I could put on?" She asked Deidara. Presently she was far too cold and tired to care about her half-exposed cheeks.

"Of course," Deidara said and ran over to his room.

While she waited for him to return Sakura turned back to face her bedroom. The water had started seeping through the carpet. It was making its way closer to the doorway. Before it got more than a foot close the pipe suddenly stopped ejecting water.

"You look like shit." Sakura turned around and saw Hidan leaning against his door frame. His eyes wandered down to her chest and he smirked. "Well maybe not all of you."

Sakura crossed her arms and scowled. She was not in the mood for this. "Bite me," she said in a hard tone.

Hidan ignored her and gestured to the bedroom. "What happened?"

"The house is trying to drown me," Sakura said.

"Okay, I got you something," Deidara returned from the bedroom and gave her a shirt and some sweat pants. "They're a little big but you can tighten the waistband on the pants."

Sakura took them and smiled. "Thank you, really. I'll go put these on." She turned around and went to the bathroom. When she came back out Tobi was talking to Deidara and Sasori.

"What's the status?" Sakura asked.

"There isn't anyone there right now," Tobi explained. "The administration building isn't going to be open for another two hours."

"Why can't we just call a plumber ourselves?" Deidara asked.

"Because then we'd have to pay for it," Sasori said. "The school is supposed to pay to fix this sort of thing."

"So then why did the pipe stop?" Sakura asked.

"I was able to turn off the water valve," Tobi said.

"You mean until someone comes to fix it we can't use any water?" Hidan asked.

"Yup," Tobi affirmed. "We should dry off your things, Sakura."

"Okay," Sakura agreed. When they walked into the room they saw that the majority of the water fell over the bed, her dresser, and bookshelf. Quickly Sakura ran to the shelf and grabbed as many books as she could. Arms full, she pushed her way to the bathroom. The books were thrown down in haste and Sakura returned to the bedroom to gather the remaining texts. Her textbooks issued by the school had all survived on her desk. These sopping wet piles of goo came out of her own pocket. When she had all the books laid out on the floor she retrieved her hair dryer from under the sink.

"Hey Tobi," Sakura called into the bedroom. "Could you dry off these books with this?" She held up the device.

"Of course!" Tobi nodded and took the hair dryer from Sakura's hold.

While he worked on the books Sakura began taking her clothes out of the dressers. She got halfway through the contents when the laundry basket was full. She lugged it out to the washing machine and dumped the items in. With that going she knew she'd at least have to lay out the rest of her clothing items.

Since most of her room's surfaces were soaking wet Sakura had to bring her clothing out to the kitchen table. She would have used her hair dryer to dry them but her books were a bit more important right now. Hell, she'd like to have that hair dryer pointed straight at her body. Sakura wrapped her arms around herself, shivering. The clothes Deidara had given her were terrific but they didn't stop her hair and underwear from being freezing cold. Sure she could forgo the panties but something about having her bare vagina on her roommate's sweat pants didn't sit well with her. At least she could put her hair up.

After getting all her clothes laid out she made a b-line for the couch. To her (dis?)pleasure Hidan was taking up half of the three-person piece of furniture. Sakura stood in front of him and spoke in the kindest voice she could manage. "Hidan, could you pretty, pretty please get up so I can take a nap until my clothes are dry?" Maybe if she was nice he'd give her what she wanted.

Hidan spared her a quick glance then gestured to the love seats. "Use one of those."

Sakura's stare veered off into a glare for only a moment. "Hidan. Those are too small for me."

"Sucks to be you," Hidan smirked.

'Fuck this,' Sakura thought. She plopped her ass in the middle of the couch and laid down with her legs on Hidan's lap.

"What the fuck?" Hidan asked.

"Shh," Sakura silenced him. "Sleep time."

"Tch," Hidan leaned back in his seat and focused again on the TV. "Mortals."

It didn't take her long to fall asleep. It felt like even less time when she was being gently shaken.

"Sakura," she heard Deidara's voice say softly. "Sakura. Your clothes are done."

"Nyeh," Sakura groaned and cracked her eyes open and saw Deidara looking down at her. "Already?"

He nodded, "Yeah. And the administration is sending someone over soon."

Sakura made to sit up and realized her legs were still on top of Hidan's lap. She swung them off of him and stood up. "Thanks for letting me sleep."

Hidan waved her off. "Don't mention it."

Sakura smiled to herself. Hidan could be a huge prick but he could also be nice when he wanted. By now the TV had been shut off and Hidan seemed to have been staring off into space while sitting down. He could have gotten up at any time and shoved her off of him but he let her sleep. A blush began to creep up to her cheeks as she recalled the night she'd spent sleeping next to him. She turned and headed for the dryer before she could dwell long enough to turn the same shade as her hair. "Okay, well, I'll go get the stuff out of the dryer."

"They're actually on the kitchen table," Deidara said. "I would have put them in your room, but I figured that'd be a bit counterproductive, hm."

"Oh," Sakura looked over at the table and saw the basket sitting there. She shrugged and emptied the basket onto the table to begin folding the clothing. Against her better judgement she'd put all of her undergarments into the first load. She had reasoned that this way she wouldn't have her panties laying out in plain view on the kitchen table. She'd forgotten that now she'd need to fold them up out here. If she'd wanted she could go into the bathroom or something but that felt excessive for simple laundry folding. So instead she tossed the undergarments into the basket to be folded later. Who cared of they got wrinkled right now?

After getting everything folded she picked out an outfit for the day and went to the bathroom to change everything. She stuck the dirty clothes in the corner of the laundry basket and set that in a dryer area of her bedroom. It wasn't long after that that the man showed up. Sakura wanted to be the one to talk to him about her room but she knew that nothing the man said would sink in right now. She'd had barely any sleep that night. Instead, Itachi spoke with the man while Sakura sat down on the couch. It wasn't long before Sakura contemplated taking a quick power nap.

Just as she was about to doze off Itachi sat down next to her, "So they'll have the pipe fixed by the end of the day…"

Sakura was glad to hear this but knew by the tone of his voice that wasn't all that needed said. "But…?"

"But it's going to take a week to make the room livable again."

Sakura put her fingers to her forehead and rubbed small circles. "A week?"

"It would be sooner but they can't get anyone out until Monday," Itachi said slowly. Sakura was obviously not happy. It wasn't surprising but definitely understandable.

"You can stay in one of our rooms until yours is okay again," Tobi said. "We don't sleep so it's okay."

Hidan stood up so fast Sakura didn't catch it. One second he was sitting down minding his own business and the next he was screaming and flailing his arms around. "Fuck no! She is not taking my fucking room again!"

"She'd only be sleeping in there," Tobi reassured. "Our room is the logical option since it connects to the same bathroom."

"No fucking way!" Hidan shook his head and waved his arms side to side. "She's already slept in Deidara's bed, let her sleep there!"

"Hidan, she'll sleep in my bed, okay?" Tobi said. "Will that work?"

"Tch, fine." Hidan conceded. "But I better not find you on my side," he pointed at Sakura trying to seem threatening.

"Kay," Sakura said and headed into the room.

"Where the hell are you going?!" Hidan asked. He'd expected her to retaliate in some form. Call him stupid for thinking she'd purposefully go to his bed. Something.

Sakura stopped and turned back to Hidan. "I'm going to bed. I got all of three hours of sleep last night. Normal mortal bodies need around eight. And it's Saturday. People who are up at 6am on Saturday are people who are sad." Before Hidan could say anything else Sakura went into their room. Not knowing which bed was Tobi's she laid down on the closest one. She had a 50/50 shot at getting it right after all. If it ended up being Hidan's then she would walk over to the other one. Something told her she would have to do just that in a few hours. As she snuggled up to the pillow she recognized the scent that was distinctly Hidan. She was soon dead to the world.


One: I am so, so, so, so x100 sorry for the SUPER late update. I am so so sorry but things have been blah here. For two weeks I wasn't even home and for a week of that I wasn't even in my state lmao. And half of the other days I was dying of dog allergies and the other half I didn't have motivation to finish this. Agh.

Two: Oh I guess I didn't have a two... Ha. Well if you all notice it's been a while since I updated then I don't mind if you nudge me along! Seriously just don't be rude about it! You can totally either message me here or on my tumblr [ .com]. Tbh talking about my fics gives me motivation to do them lmao.

I hope you all enjoyed this one and I swear I still want to write this. I'm just having some difficulties actually doing it. I know what I want to happen I just don't know how to put it to paper. Don't worry though. This will be "complete" one way or another. I won't abandon this one! Even if I have to write a 20k final chapter to wrap it all up!

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