Chapter 5 - Rainbow bruises (Or: Art is a pain for the mind)

Sakura had just turned seventeen. Of course her birthday couldn't be normal. "Art is a BANG, un!" Really was it too much to ask? "I don't care what art is, I beat Sasori and I'll beat you!" Why had the Kami abandoned her now?

No one had seen or heard from any of the akatsuki members for months, why did she have to be the first to find one again? On her birthday of all things?! "ART IS A BANG, UN!" "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK ART IS YOU NUTJOB, IM GOING TO KILL YOU MORON!" No one ever said she had to be polite in her circumstances.

Really, being polite is the last thing on her mind right now, at least her language has improved since she had met Itachi, no swearing so far. At least, not out loud.

"I'LL KILL YOU FOR DISRESPECTING MY ART, UN!" "YOU WERE TRYING TO DO THAT ANYWAY, YOU UTTER FUCKNUT." Damn. Something about the Akatsuki members made her discard any progress she had made on her language. She had heard that one of them swore every other word, what was his name? Hidden? Hitman? Hecan? Meh. She'd remember eventually.

BOOOOOOM

DAMN SON, WHERE DOES HE GET OFF BLOWING HER UP WHEN SHES THINKING?! Also, where does he get that clay from? She wants some. Don't judge...

Sakura knew she couldn't reach him from the ground, but her mind had always worked in weird ways and so the first thing to come to mind was not to jump and try and hit him. Oh no. The first thing that came to mind was "He's similar to a fly, buzzing around and all. So what to do? Aha! FLYSWATTER BITCHES!Ahahahahahahaha..." And therefore Sakura uprooted the tallest tree she could find and waved it around like a madman. "What the hell, un?!" "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Quickly the tree slammed into the bird and brought them into the ground, a crater forming upon impact.

She heard his bones breaking with a sickening crunch, snapping and shattering as he hit the ground. A muffled scream echoed in the forest. Sakura threw the tree aside, shutting down emotions. She could be sick with herself later, she can break down later. No matter what, killing never got any easier.

As she spotted him in the crater, she crouched next to him. The break wasn't as bad as she had thought, it was only his right leg and foot, however he was loosing a lot of blood. His muffled whimpers drew her attention and she stared into hazy blue eyes, suddenly the ring on his finger fell off, a signal he would die soon. She picked up the ring and put it on her necklace before setting to work.

She knew she shouldn't have looked at him.

She knew the story, that he was forced into the akatsuki by Itachi. And so she healed him, a strange part of herself reminded of Naruto when she looked at him. He stared at her, incredulous. "Wha' the hell are you doin' ,un?" He slurred, mind hazy with pain.

"Healing you. Shut up." The answer was blunt, harsh even as she tried not to remember the other blonde in her life. She still didn't know when Ino was going to wake up. A coma was not conductive for a friendship and slowly Sakura began to forget what she was like, what she sounded like, how she spoke and acted. Pressure from the war ensuring she was to busy to reminisce. Only time would tell if she would wake again. She had gone down due to trying to enter a Zetsu clone's mind. Sakura had ripped the clone to pieces.

She finished and stood up, brushing off her hands on her flack jacket. She looked at him one last time blue eyes (so much like Naruto) and blond hair held up in a pony tail (InoInoInoInoInoIno).

She walked away as he lay there speechless. Art was a pain. It only brought up bad memories.

AN: sorry this one took so long I was at Timan faya yesterday and I was out again today. I'm not sure how long it will be untill I post another, probably one every other day at least?

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