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The blonde stepped forward, pressing her back against the wall.

"How about a kiss, un?" He grinned at her, a crooked grin.

"Not even in your dreams." The pinkette said drily.

PART 10

What happened?

Sakura kept asking herself the same question ever since she woke up drenched with cold sweat and a dizzy sensation in her head. The pinkette rubbed her eyes, groggily and let out a long yawn. Raising her head, she caught her own reflection in the closet mirror.

Emerald eyes blinked a few times staring at the image of the pinkette in the mirror. Her fingers swept through her pink locks. "Hm, not bad." Sakura could hear her Inner scoffing at her and showing her tongue. A mocking laugh could be heard behind her head but she shut off her Inner's annoying laugh.

Her pink hair looked okay, just ruffled up but she liked it that way. Her face – her eyes, all signs of those black rings under them were gone. Sakura's lips twisted into a tiny smile, her eye bags were gone!

She had to stay up all night long to heal Itachi's eyes until she hadn't gotten herself much sleep. The Uchiha was quiet and stoic, saying just a few words to her and in a monosyllabic. Not forgetting the other Akatsuki members who got hurt and requested her to heal them. Quite frequently. Correction, almost every day. Maybe they just wanted to aggravate her, Sakura thought.

'You love their attention don't you?'

'No. They're just exhausting me and my chakra. They won't leave me alone, goddamnit!'

'Didn't you see the way Hidan that looked at us?'

'I rather not go near that Jashinist freak, thank you very much. He's starting to scare me with that hungry look on his face.'

'Okay. How about Deidara? There's this one time his hand- his tongue licked our arm? Maybe he wants a taste of us, mmm.'

'That's disgusting.'

'Did I mention Kakuzu's stitches are nice to touch too? I wonder what he can do with those especially in bed.'

'…'

'Kisame's skin is blue right? I wonder if down there-'

She clicked off her Inner connection, not letting Inner Sakura finish her sentence. Seriously was she really that perverted inside? Sakura rolled her eyes. What had she done to deserve another split personality in her head? A very annoying and perverted one to be exact. She'd had to figure out a way to separate them one day; a hum of disapproval came from her Inner.

"Fine." Sakura spat out bitterly but had a playful tone to it. "We'll stay this way but only if you keep your dirty thoughts to yourself." A snicker was heard in her head and she felt her Inner nodding at her in response as an agreement.

Ignoring her Inner again, Sakura drew her finger around her lips. The pinkette jumped slightly when she noticed her bottom lip was a bit swollen. As if she had been in a bruising hard kiss or something. Instead of swearing out loud, she just muttered a few strings of curses under her breath. For she couldn't seem to remember what really happened either.

A flash of the crimson Sharingan stopped her daydream. Sakura had a weird feeling pooling in her stomach. A good or a bad one she wasn't sure. Either way, she didn't want to know.

"Yes, it must be a nightmare."

Rolling left and right on her bed, Sakura tried to recall her memory of her previous nightmare but failed. As if something had blocked her mind from remembering. Something or most likely someone.

Sakura brushed off her thoughts and got up from her bed. Yes, she definitely had enough sleep today and she could heal Itachi faster than she thought. Maybe her skills had been improving a lot ever since training under her mentor, the Slug Princess, Tsunade. The faster she finished healing Sasuke's older brother, the quicker she could end her deal with the Akatsuki Leader.

Hissing, she recalled what Pein had spoken to her a week ago. Sakura would have to stay at least for a month until Itachi fully recovers if not, Konoha will face destruction. The Akatsuki Leader was no peace lover, Sakura stated innerly and scoffed. Wasn't it their objective to achieve a world with no war?

She concluded herself. "They're absolutely," Those men clearly had no idea what they wanted to do and what they needed to do. Capturing those tailed beasts and using them to conquer the world was no way to show that they were seeking for peace. "Full of nonsense."

It wasn't long before she heard a loud knocking sound from the other side of the wall, near her door. It seemed that the Akatsuki members had woken up a little too early today. Sakura hoped that Hidan wouldn't ask her to make him breakfast like the bastard he was. Smirking, she thought she would make pancakes for the silver haired man adding some salt onto it. Oh, joy.

Slam.

Twitch.

"Watch it, un!" A voice hissed from outside, not wanting to be loud.

"Brat." Another voice replied back just as coldly. "If you stop annoying me, this wouldn't happen."

There was a silence until - "You started it first, un."

SLAM.

Twitch. Twitch.

Faintly, she could hear the voice uttering foul words. Then, there was the slamming sound again.

"Fuck you!" The voice shouted, probably the one who had been thrown onto the wall. "I said stop it,un." He spoke in a low voice. "I'll blast you up, puppet boy."

The other voice encountered just as smoothly. "I'd like to see you try, brat."

"Why you-"

There was a picture of Deidara getting his clay and molding it into bombs to attack Sasori in Sakura's head. It wasn't a nice thing. Pein sure wouldn't like it if the base exploded out of no reason just because of a mere cat fight between the two artists. Worse, they were right in front of her room!

Emerald orbs widened.

"There's no way my room is gonna be destroyed." She frowned. "There's no way I'm going to share rooms with them." Sakura frowned even more. "There's no way I'm going to get fucking molested by them." If Sakura could frown anymore, she would have done so.

Less than a second, the pinkette came bursting out of her room and standing in between the two Akatsuki members.

"Don't you two dare." Growled fiercely, her eyes narrowing at the blonde and red head. Despite that she had just gotten up from bed, she was still as energetic as she was. One of her good traits as a medic, she supposed.

Immediately, the two men stopped bickering to stare at the pinkette. It hadn't crossed their minds that they were arguing in front of her room and accidentally woken her up from her beauty slumber. They both shot her a confusing and annoyed look, and they paused.

"What?" Sakura raised her eyebrow at them. Now, they were giving her the weird look as if she had just walked in when they were having sex. Oh no, they did not. She shot them a disgusted look. "You expect me to keep quiet when two morons are wrestling in front of my room?" She hissed, trying to keep her voice low afraid that it would attract the other Akatsuki members.

Deidara was so caught up with the cute image of Sakura who had just woken up – all ruffled up but still cuddly. Her pink hair sticking up in weird places but that was just the way he liked it, all wild and free. His blue eyes watched her movement, every single move she did – the way she frown as if she was bickering inside her head, the way she hissed when she was mad, the way she tried to keep herself calm when she was on the verge on exploding.

"Huh?" The bomber blinked innocently at her. The innocent face would always work on the medic, she was soft hearted especially to those who needed it. It was one of her weak points but her emotions had always gotten her the upper hand.

Deidara prayed that she wouldn't beat him up that badly. He had already gotten his hand injured while fighting off his lovely partner. He kept asking himself what he had gone to irritate the puppet master, he just didn't know.

All he had said to Sasori was good morning and asked if he had seen their favourite pink haired medic. That was it. Suddenly, the red head had just slammed him onto the nearest wall using his chakra strings. And that hurt like a bitch. Wait, Sasori was the bitch here. Was he PMS-ing or something? The blonde questioned himself.

Self-consciously, Deidara began rubbing his hand while grinning at the aggressive pinkette who looked unsatisfied.

If Sasori could portray his emotions well, the puppet master would be scowling by now. But too bad, he was just as cold and stoic as Itachi. He was just glaring holes in the wall, not making any eye contact with the pinkette. This was all her fault. If she hadn't been appearing in his dreams every night, he wouldn't be this way.

Again, the red head regretted that he was human again. These foolish emotions were getting in his way again. His gaze remained at the wall, never once looking at Sakura or his dumb blonde partner. Afraid that if he did look at Sakura, he would never be able to tear his gaze away from those distracting emerald orbs.

"Sasori?"

Not again. He cursed mentally. Her voice again. The same voice that kept haunting him and his dreams. Slowly, Sasori inclined his head to face the pinkette and his eyes were still narrowed. What had this little minx done to me? His fingers curled into a hard grip. His face was still neutral but the look in his hazel eyes said everything.

Anger. Annoyed. Confused?

He waved off Sakura's calling to him. Almost hesitantly, his bored eyes landed onto her concerned ones then averting away from hers quickly. He noticed her moving closer to him, reaching for him. It was almost tempting, but realization hit the puppet master hard.

"Hey, puppet?"

The red head didn't answer. But when her hand reached out to touch him, Sasori stiffened immediately and backed off, further away from her. As if she was filthy, he didn't want her to be near him at all. The thought of that actually made Sakura slightly shocked and rejected.

Sighing softly, Sakura dropped her hand not wanting to approach or touch him anymore. When she saw him looking like that- she just couldn't help herself. A voice in her head, not her Inner kept ushering her to calm Sasori down. The way he gripped his hand so hard until his knuckles were white made her even more worried than she was.

"Look, you may be a puppet last time." The pinkette shook her head, earning another glare from the puppet master. She shot him a disapproving look but she spoke in a gentler tone. "But that was the past. Now, you're human." She took another step forward, glad that Sasori didn't take a step backward. "You shouldn't stress yourself."

Sakura glanced over at Deidara who shrugged at her and winced when he brushed his hand against the wall. She noted to herself, Deidara was injured too. But she wondered who started the fight first? What happened to Sasori? Was he not feeling well? Her medic instinct was kicking in again.

"Maybe I should run a health scan on you."

Sasori eyed her coldly. The serious look on his face stated clearly that he didn't need any assistance or help from a little girl like her.

For a moment, Sakura was taken aback by his sudden dislike towards her. She thought they were going quite well for past enemies. She thought they were actually friends. But who was she kidding? This was Sasori, the man who had turned himself into a puppet willingly. Of course, he was cold and distant. But before this, he didn't treat her this way. Quite friendly and warm but now, what happened?

Sakura Haruno was one determined kunoichi. She would never give up easily. Being the apprentice of the Godaime Hokage had thought her that. If she had given up during the intense training Tsunade-shissou was giving her, she wouldn't be the proud medic and apprentice of the Slug Princess from Konoha. She wasn't weak like before.

She said again, her tone different. "Sasori."

"I am fine." He snapped back at her, raising his voice a little. "I do not require your help and I never will, little girl." He threw her another glare before turning around to leave.

"Danna, un! You shouldn't do that to Sakura-chan!"

"…."

Sakura froze on the spot, not being able to rebut back anything.

"Sakura, un?"

Her eyes were still on Sasori's form until he was gone from her sight.

"Sakura?"

Her head kept replaying what he had whispered to her, only loud enough for her to hear. Sakura was barely able to catch his words. Her heart tugged nervously.

"Sakura-chan?"

The hand brushing her cheeks brought her back to reality. "What, Deidara?" She shot him a look and took a deep breath earning a silly grin from him. She didn't mind Deidara's body contact but she wouldn't say she liked it either. Sakura just didn't care now. There was something else bothering her right now.

"You'll never understand, Sakura."

She just wished she did. If Sasori would just stop being so damn complicated.

"Deidara, did you just lick me?"

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The Nara prodigy was getting more anxious by every second. It's been hours. Still, no signs. Nothing. They found no one. He nudged the two Byakugan users. "See anything, anyone?"

Hinata brushed her long hair behind her ears while her pearl orbs scanned the area carefully. "N-No, n-nothing around this area, Shikamaru-san." She shook her head politely at him. "I-I'm sorry." Truth was the Hyuuga heiress was uneasiness. She was dead worried about a certain blonde Uzumaki.

"Don't worry, Hinata-sama." Neji's firm voice assured her. His Byakugan scanned the area once again detecting for any signs. Sadly, none. Just where had they gone to?

Ino frowned, wiping away sweat away from her forehead. "We've been running non-stop for like 4 hours. Can't we take a break or something?" She asked their captain, Shikamaru hoping that he would allow them to take a break for five or ten minutes at least.

"No." A deep and smooth voice spoke. "We shall keep going. Any further delay will affect Naruto's and Uchiha's as well as Sakura's safety."

"Very well, Kazekage-sama." Ino replied back sarcastically at the red head.

Gaara ignored the groan coming from his older sister, Temari. The Sabaku was exhausted too but there was no way he's letting this opportunity go. Every second was important. Jade eyes stared straight into thin air, hoping that his friends would be fine or alive, at least.

"Ino, you'll just have to wait." Shikamaru nodded at his team mate, understanding that she was tired and sweaty. "At least, until we find Naruto or Sasuke." His voice trailed off, Shikamaru looked desperate.

"Found anything, Shino?"

All their gazes landed on the bug specialist who was draped with an overlarge cape and hood. The Aburame heir slowly turned around making Kiba jump slightly with fear because of his eerie aura. Yes, Shino was freaky to be frank. Even Hinata agreed with that. They didn't know how they put up with the bug lover.

"My bugs did not sense any familiar chakra." He mumbled uncertainty plastered on his face. He paused for a few seconds, debating with himself whether to continue or not despite the piercing stares from his friends. He observed their reactions.

Shino received a supporting nod from Kiba, telling him to continue silently. Ino kept blinking at him. Hinata gave him a small nod then a full red blush appeared her face. While the others just kept quiet waiting for him to go on. Gaara was already getting unpatient, his sand swirling around him dangerously. Temari was flabbergasted.

Gulp.

"There's no familiar chakra nearby."

Jade eyes met his.

Cough.

"But my bugs came across two bodies."

Gasp.

Astonish look.

Bark.

Glare.

Hn.

"A-Are they s-still alive, S-Shino-kun?"

Ino rolled her eyes and gaped at Shino. "Well?"

Shino was speechless and still. After a few seconds of awkward silence passed by, the bug lover's lips slowly curled into a smile. A smile that seemed to scare the living daylights out of Ino and even the Kazekage was a bit disturbed by it. Absolutely, menacing enough to rival Orochimaru, Kiba thought half-jokingly at his team mate.

"One's still breathing and moving. The other one is unmoving." He smiled eerily again. "Like he's dead."

Sai blinked a few times. "You sound so sadistic, Shino-san." The pale boy gave a fake smile enough to rival Shino's scary one. "Did I mention I like your smile?"

There was a vein on top of Neji's head that kept twitching but he ignored it anyway. "Locate them, Aburame."

Shikamaru and Gaara shared an understanding look with each other while Temari just snorted and Ino sighed as she wiped more sweat from her face.

"They're just closeby. A few miles."

"P-Please, let's g-go."

"Follow me."

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How interesting.

Itachi Uchiha's crimson eyes landed on the puppet master who had just stormed into the kitchen, looking very exasperated. He imagined some smoke coming out from Sasori's head and his lips curled into a smirk. Now, the Uchiha prodigy was just curious and he was in a good mood today.

"Hn."

That earned a death glare from Sasori. The raven haired man smirked even more and continued sipping his green tea as if he was entertained by Sasori's irritation. Once in a while, he would stare at the red head impassively.

"What is it, Uchiha?"

"Hn."

Itachi heard the puppet master muttering something underneath his breath, he couldn't quite hear the words but he could see his mouth forming words like 'bastard', 'annoying' and 'damn Uchiha.' The Uchiha wanted so badly to raise his eyebrow at the Akatsuki puppeteer.

Obviously, Sasori's finally getting his hormones, Itachi innerly commented. Well, he would have to get used to them especially since there is an attractive and alluring pink haired medic staying with them. Wait, did he just call Haruno attractive?

He faked a cough.

"Fucking hell!"

The puppeteer winced at the familiar voice, gritting his teeth together. Apparently someone else had woken up early too. The raven haired man's eyes hardened, hands cupping the porcelain cup tightly until there was a slight crack. If his grip was anymore harder, the cup would have broken into pieces.

God, no.

"Where's my fucking breakfast?" The voice went rougher and louder. "Where's the pink haired bitch?" He ran his fingers through his slick silver hair and cursed again. Hidan's violet orbs scanned the kitchen again for any trace of pink. His gaze ended up on the two Akatsuki members sitting on the table comfortably.

More like uncomfortably.

"Hey, shitfaces." Hidan grinned at the two stoic members, enjoying the way they stiffened, immediately showing their displeasure at his foul greeting. "Have you both seen the pink bitch?"

Sasori frowned.

"No."

Itachi's reaction was calmer and as expected, he replied back as coldly as he could. The Uchiha family was brought up with good manners and adequate but when dealing with a foul-mouth Jashinist it was an exception.

Crimson orbs narrowed at the silver haired man who was unaffected. "She's not here, Hidan." He stated in a monotone voice. "And refrain yourself from calling Haruno-san a female dog if you rather not get punch into walls."

Hidan's grin vanished but then a smug smirk was in its place. "Are you fucking jealous, Itachi?" He said cockily. "Envy? Well, she does prefer me more than you." The Jashinist wanted to expose that the pinkette's first kiss was stolen by him but he didn't. He would save that for later.

Sasori was trying hard to ignore Hidan's presence.

A flash of Sharingan flickered in Itachi's eyes, effectively shutting Hidan's loud mouth. The Uchiha glared threateningly at the Jashinist, ensuring him a painful death. His Sharingan swirled dangerously at Hidan but made no effort to trap him in a genjutsu or whatsoever. It would just be a waste of time and energy.

He turned his Sharingan off.

"Hn."

Luckily, Itachi was the type of Uchiha who was calm and collected unlike Sasuke who was easily angered or Madara who was crazy and power-obsessed.

"Well, fuck. You're no fun, Itachi."

"Hn."

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Sakura was curious.

"Are you gay?"

The blonde had a stony expression on his face. He slowly processed her question. Deidara almost choked on his saliva before bursting out in deep laughter then groaning in pain, holding his hand and dropping onto the floor. Sakura yelped, watching the blonde falling down.

Ouch.

Groaning, he rolled to one side facing the slender girl. "Pffft," He spat out. "Are you kidding me, un?" He brushed his bangs aside and scoffed. Deidara opened one eye and stared at the pinkette. "What makes you say that? Seriously, that injured my pride, un."

"I was just asking, jeez." Sakura muttered with a cute pout on her face. She glared half-heartedly at the handsome blonde. "You're serious right?"

Deidara blinked and shook his head. "I'm not." He gestured with his hand, pointing at his pants. "Gay." He smirked haughtily at the pinkette who adorned a blush on her face.

Sakura rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Huffing slightly, she replied back. "Yeah, I got it." She brushed her pink strands away from her forehead. "What?" She snapped at Deidara who was staring at her oddly.

His hand reached out for her, Sakura realized. Oh yeah, he was still lying on the floor. Maybe, he needed help to get up. Without any hesitation, the pinkette got up and walked over to Deidara, stretching her hand to grasp his.

She barely had the chance to scream, before Deidara gave her hand a hard tug pulling her down onto his body, accidental or not, Sakura wasn't sure about that. Everything happened so fast. She was so unsteady; she just crashed down on Deidara.

"Y-You!"

His blue eyes went wide. Her emerald orbs widened. He didn't say a word, just a startled look on his face. There was a tingling sensation on her lips, her chest was feeling heated and warm and her heartbeat was going fast, really fast. Sakura absent-mindedly brushed her finger over her lips.

"You did it on purpose!" She hissed in a low voice. Her eyes narrowed even more when she noticed his hands wrapping over her smaller form on his. "Deidara!" She warned him, her emerald orbs glinting with indignation. "I'm going to kill-!"

Deidara grabbed her head and pushed her down to his lips again. Both crashing into a chaste kiss. Sakura's eyes were so wide in shock. She didn't know if she was enjoying this or hating this but the pressure in her chest was threatening to burst out any second. Shutting her eyes, she felt Deidara's lips pulled away and pecked her once more softly.

Sakura stared at him confusingly. She wanted to scold him, beat him up into a pulp, but she couldn't move or talk. It was as if she was so entrance with their kiss.

With a cheeky grin, Deidara rolled them both over so that he was on top of her. He chuckled when the pinkette inhaled sharply. "I told you." He leaned over her, breathing heavily. His husky voice was barely above a whisper and his eyes were half-lidded. He pressed his body onto hers earning another shriek from Sakura.

"Don't!"

Chuckle.

It was weird that she wasn't scared trapped under a crazy Akatsuki bomber. Worse, she thought she liked his attention. This was bad news.

"Do you still think I'm gay now, un?"

He continued to smirk at her, not the least bothered that his body was causing her hormones to go wild. Deidara leaned in closer, so close until his nose was brushing on hers. His blue orbs gazed into hers, before he smirked more.

"I'm not that gay anymore, am I?"

A fan girl would definitely die from this.

He hummed deep in his chest, sending vibrations to her body. "Sakura-chan." A spark of desire flashed in his eyes making Sakura shudder a little.

"Deidara.." The growl was another warning, but Deidara ignored it. She shifted under his form, accidentally brushing against him. She didn't care; she needed him to get off her now! She could use her super strength to throw him off her.

Sakura shook her head and reminded herself not to add more injuries to Deidara's body. His condition was already bad enough and she didn't want to use her chakra to heal him all day. Besides, how was he able to pin her down like this when he was injured?

Damn.

"Get off."

"No, un."

"Deidara."

"No."

"Please." Sakura said pleadingly in a soft voice.

Deidara relaxed slightly and sighed. He knew he could never stand up against Sakura. She was far too beautiful and pleasing to reject. But then again, he could always get what he wanted in another way.

"Only if you do something for me, un."

She raised her eyebrow. "What?"

Deidara didn't reply. He didn't have a chance to. He was already falling deep into those green shades of emerald and he couldn't find a way out. He didn't want to.

She was beautiful. She was strong. She was kind. She was everything, he ever wanted. Yet, there was a voice in his head nagging him about her. He didn't know what the problem was but he wasn't concerned about it as long as she was here.

"Dei…?"

Sakura Haruno…

You are truly a seductress, aren't you?

"Deidara!"

"Un?" He said. Then, he flushed, feeling like an idiot.

"Is everything okay?" Sakura looked over his shoulder, at the door. She hoped that someone will barge in and save her. She was still below him, both his hands preventing her from escaping on each side of her head.

Did she mention that this was rape?

'RAPE!'

'I should have known not to stay in a room with him ALONE! Akatsuki men are all serial rapists!'

'RAPE. RAPE!'

Poor Sakura. She didn't know what she had done to earn this kind of attention from most of the Akatsuki members. It had been one and a half week that she was constantly molested and seduced by them. Hidan was also caught a few times undressing her with his stare. Not just him, a few others did too.

And now, Sakura had gotten used to all these. The delicious eye candies and men-whores in Akatsuki, oops. And now, she felt sick.

"Playtime's over, blondie." She gritted her teeth. Sakura didn't mean to sound rude or anything, not that she wanted to be polite to the blonde but she wasn't feeling that well now. She swallowed nervously. Where did all her confidence go?

The pinkette growled. "I said, get off me!" Sakura tried swinging her feet, but failed. The gorgeous blonde only gave her a crooked grin. His long blonde hair falling down like a curtain around his face made him look like some sex god and the way his bangs covered one of his eyes made Sakura even flustered.

"I will."

Kick. Frown.

"Then, get off!"

Smirk.

"If you kiss me, un."

"No."

"Then, we'll stay like this, un."

Groan.

"Excuse me, un?"

"…"

"I can't hear youuuu!"

"I said FINE."

Deidara smiled down teasingly at her. Both of their faces were flushed pink. No one noticed that Sakura's medic skirt was already hiked up so high, it exposed her thighs and Deidara's cloak had dropped over his shoulders revealing his naked chest.

'Oh my God.' Her Inner sounded incredibly sound.

'Watch me.'

Sakura smirked seductively, pouting her lips. She draped her arms over Deidara's shoulders and let her legs wrapped around his torso, pulling him even lower to her. This earned a hum of approval from Deidara. Sakura let her hands brushed over his neck and just like that he slumped over her.

Her Inner was picturing Sakura lip locked with Deidara. The one with tongues, naked and sweat and all. It was just too hot for Inner. She had a major nosebleed and fainted. Innerly, Sakura smiled gleefully, glad that her Inner was away.

"Urgh!" Using her super strength, she pushed Deidara gently off her smaller form. "Damn heavy." Sakura rubbed her sore back and winced. Thank god, she managed to send her chakra to his nerve endings, forcing him into slumber.

The pinkette stood up tall and proud, cheering in victory. She crouched down and began healing his hands. Every time his mouth tongue swirled out, she would pull away from them. "Not this time, blondie." She tapped her chin and wondered if she should heal him fully or not. She decided not to, he deserved it.

Sakura bandaged Deidara's hand and left quickly before he awakened.

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"Shit."

The pinkette backed up against the walls of the hallway. Dizziness was beginning to take over her again. Taking in deep breaths, she massaged her temples and pinched her nose bridge. Sending some of her green chakra into her head but it wasn't working.

"Double shit."

Sakura could feel her stomach doing flip flops. Not the ones she usually get when someone was too close to her. This was different.

"This better not be poison." The pinkette's voice trailed off as she leaned her head on the wall, dropping down onto the floor. Her head was pounding. She couldn't breathe properly. And it was so hot. Not her, her body felt so warm.

"Pretty girl!" A smooth orange masked greeted her.

"Great.." Sakura scrunched her forehead. Her eyesight was starting to blur. "..timing.." She sucked in a deep breath when the masked man pressed his hand on her cheeks. His touch sent tingles down her spine.

"Pretty girl?"

She whimpered when she felt another headache coming.

The masked man laughed like a child and knocked his forehead on hers. "We meet again." He whispered, touching her face softly. He continued holding her hand as if she was his life line.

"Who.."

He hushed her, bringing his body closer to hers. Then, something in her mind snapped. She slowly closed her eyes, letting the sleep take over her.

"Sleep."

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