Mendoukusei 10.

"FOOOOOOOOOOREHEAD-GIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRL!"

"ITAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACHI-TAAAAAAAAAAAAAAICHOUUUUUUUU!"

Two obnoxiously loud blondes yelled in front of our tent at God-knows-what time. Itachi Taichou's body stiffened, and I growled slowly in irritation.I was nicely encased in my captain's arms, enjoying his body heat (as I had the past three days).

"Wake uuuuuuuuuuuuuup, Saaaaaaaakura-chaaaaaaaaaan, Itaaaaaaaaaaaachi ! Tsunade no baa-chan said we should be getting into Iwa in a coupla hours. It's time for !"

Naruto just never knew when to shut the fuck up. "Can I go and pound him till Kumo?" I asked, my face buried in my captain's very well muscled chest. He responded by pulling me closer to himself, slightly shifting in the process, rendering my throat dry.

Kya! Did you feel his abs? Oh, he should do that all the time, just keep on rubbing his glorious, deliciously sexy body on us. My inner, who had somehow managed to stay in solid state kept on saying in my head.

I was forced to entangle myself from Itachi Taichou and get up and prepare myself for the good times that awaited us at Iwa. Up till this point, the retardrd that sent Shihsou that note had not attacked her yet, but were always alert and on the lookout for anything that seemed remotely suspicious.

For the past three days (since that very...eventful first night) this is how we'd always been woken up. Naruto and Ino would stand in front of our tent and promptly yell at the top of their lungs. Apparently they wanted us 'to wake up and not delay everyone else coz they were waiting for us.' Contrary to popular belief, Itachi Taichou was not a morning person, like me. He did not like waking up at the wee hours of the morning to do anything. He was more of a nocturnal person, doing his things late into the night. It would be more than expected, therefore, that once we'd settled into his sleeping bag and draped our bodies around each other, waking up would be a problem. Which woman would ever want to wake up from Itachi Taichou's arms?

Twenty minutes later (after smirks from the shinobi and death glares from the kunoichi) we were all prepared and ready to go. Yet again, our delegation for the chuunin exams set out.

Three hours of ridiculously fast travelling, (we had to wait for the rest of the delegation, namely the jounin-sensei and their little students, which meant another two hours of waiting) we recognised the ragged, dry, rocky, boring terrain that consisted Earth Country.

I really hated this country. Believe me, it wasn't because Iwa and Konoha were just naturally mutual enemies, it was because it was just...boring. Yes, Suna was in the middle of a never-ending freaking desert that had wind storms that would go on for days, but at least it had wind. Earth country was just rocks, and cracked earth.

Which was really good for breaking up and turning into sand.

Kakashi-sensei, Naruto and Sasuke-kun immediatey sprinted onto the strong wall that protected Iwa when they saw me just randomly walk into the clearing, about a kilometre from the gates of Iwagakure no Sato. All the other shinobi just looked at them as if they were retarded.

Uchiha Taichou actually sprinted to join them. He really was a genius.

My fist landed on the ground, and the second the chakra burst from my hand, the ground around us begun shaking, as the cracks got bigger and the ground broke apart, dust raising from all over the place, rocks randomly jutting out at odd angles, and sending a big ass tremor around the area. (A three kilometre radius, I later came to find out. The smug smirk on my face said it all.)

The Tsuchikage, along with a good chunk of his shinobi came out in full force, face to face with a smirking Shishou, and grumbling Konoha Shinobi, sprawled all over the place due to the imbalance of my random urge to...change the scenery.

"Very good, Sakura. And that was quarter your chakra?" she asked, looking the Tsuchikage in the eye.

"A third, actually" I corrected, watching some of the Iwa shinobi blanch when they realised the crack that caused all this destruction begun at the point where my fist was in contact with the ground.

At least, what was left of the ground.

"Konoha is in the house, ladies and gentlemen," I muttered, smirking like the devil's advocate.

"Good afternoon, Sandaime Tsuchikage. I present to you my delegation to this year's chuunin exams," Shishou said, waving her hand airily behind her. Itachi Taichou suddenly appeared at her side, apathetic face in place. Kakashi-sensei, Shisui, Gemna, Sasuke-kun, Naruto, Hana and myself right behind them, ANBU masks off. "And this," she gestured toward us "is my personal guard. The rest of the Black Orps of my village that are here," Shakamaru, Neji and their respective teams appeared from out of nowhere, "are protection for my delegation, as you can see consisting of my little genin, their jounin-sensei and my medics."

"Welcome, Godaime Hokage," he replied through clenched teeth. "Please, come in." He gestured with his hand stiffly, leading us into the gates of his village. The shinobi and kunoichi kept on glaring at us, totally suspicious.

It was promising to be an exceedingly entertaining month or so.

"Tsunade, my dear," I heard a deceptively sweet voice, followed by a very flowery scent.

"Shit," I heard Shisui's muffled curse, and promptly came to the conclusion that he (and a good deal of other male shinobi) was having a rather heavy nosebleed.

"Mei...such a pleasure to see you in such a dreadful place!" Shishou exclaimed, quite happy.

Terumi Mei, Godaime Mizukage, in all her divaness had arrived. She promptly glomped Shishou, sharing in their embrace for a good three minutes or so. (the Tsuchikage's eyebrow was twitching at this point, making it exceedingly hard to hold in my snorts.)

Suddenly, she turned to me and smiled. "This must be your apprentice, Tsunade dear," she said, stretching out her hands to glomp me as well, or maybe she just wanted to suffocate me to death with her rather huge chest.

"What's your name, darling?" She asked me when I finally managed to gasp enough oxygen in my lungs.

"Haruno Sakura," I replied.

Her eyes softened, seemingly looking at me like a big sister. "That's wonderful, darling. I think we met last year, when I was hosting this? So sorry we never got time to bond. I'm sure we'll get along quite well, don't you, sweatheart?"

I smiled warmly, nodding back.

Suddenly, her eyes turned smack to Itachi Taichou, and her smile dissolved into a smirk. "Hello there, Itachi," she said, practically purring.

He turned to her, apathetic face in place. "Mizukage-sama," he replied, bowing like the true aristocrat everyone thought he was. She turned her attention to Kakashi-sensei, smirk still in place, then systematically to Genma, Shisui and Sasuke-kun.

I did not like the way she was looking at them, and neither did any other Konoha kunoichi present.

Later on in the evening, I was laughing and joking around with Ino, Hana and Emi, when my boys, ie Naruto, Sasuke-kun and Kakashi-sensei stormed into our conversation and promptly dragged me to some dark corner.

"What is going on? You can't hide this forever. Tell us, what the hell is going on?" Sasuke-kun growled. I promptly frowned, snatching my elbow from his grip. My frown deepened when I saw that there would be bruises.

"What's crawled up your asses and died? What are you guys talking about?"I asked harshly.

"What's this sudden closeness to Itachi? Last time I checked, new recruits didn't share tents with their captains." Kakashi-sensei responded, his eye narrowed.

"New recruits were never so close to their captains anyway," Naruto added, nodding his head with his words.

"Did you know it is impolite to bundle a lady in a dark street and harass her for answers, otouto? " We both turned to the direction of the silky voice and standing there in the shadows was one Uchiha Itachi, in all his sex appeal, predatory smirk in place.

It suddenly came to my notice, that he almost always smirks like that when I'm around. The apathetic mask is for everyone else.

Oh, Good Kami-sama, he just can't get any more delicious, can he? My inner said, stars in her eyes and she very shamelessly let her eyes run up and down his body.

I silently agreed.

Naruto and Sasuke-kun were letting out slight traces of killing intent. Kakashi-sensei's eye had narrowed down into a slit.

"What is going on, aniki?" Sasuke-kun ground out through gritted teeth. Oh, he was not amused.

Itachi Taichou looked at him condescendingly. "You expect me to spell it out for you, foolish otouto? I thought it was rather obvious," he replied, lilting voice mocking.

Sasuke-kun's eyes flashed crimson, his hands balled into fists. Naruto was almost losing control. He finally snapped.

"What the hell d'you want with her, pervert?" Naruto yelled. Thank God we were in an alley. I don't think I could have managed to take the stares that would have come our way.

"You're not one to talk about perverts, Naruto-kun, though I shall spell it out for the both of you. I have simply come to get the woman I have claimed as mine." He said, no doubt revelling at the rage the two younger shinobi were almost drowning in.

My knees weakened at his voice. My heartbeat increased, my throat dried up, and my brain shut down. Did he know that I would be the one to answer the questions later?

Kakashi-sensei had to headlock both Naruto and Sasuke-kun to stop them lounging at Itachi Taichou. He turned his back to him, Sasuke-kun and Naruto yelling and struggling in their respective headlocks to be let go and kill the bastard pervert.

"Break her, Itachi," Kakashi-sensei said with an eerie calmness, "and I swear on Obito's honour I will break you. Painfully," and in his trademark pouf of smoke, he was gone.

He turned to me. I gulped.

"Yo, Itachi Taichou," I said, scratching the back of my head nervously. His smirk only got bigger.

I was doomed.

*Sigh* to be honest, this chapter didn't come out as well as I anticipated. I was going through a writer's block of ridiculous proportions as I was doing this, and I sincerely hope you enjoyed it, despite the fact that it's not my best.

I apologise sincerely for any wasted time on your pat(s).