As Sakura headed up to Leader's "den" (as Kisame had put it), she felt an odd presence behind her. Sakura stopped walking and sighed.
"I may not know who you are, but at least I know that you are there. Show yourself." She turned her head around, expecting to see someone there, but saw nothing. Sakura turned her head back around was met with an icy red glare. She would have jumped from the sight, but knew better.
"Got your little Sharingan back, I see? Itatchi." She added a small hint of mocking in her voice. He gave her a smirk. She could tell he was because his cloak wasn't buttoned up all the way.
"Hn."
Wow. Just like Sasuke, she thought. Sakura rolled her eyes and started to walk off to her destination, but was stopped. She looked down and noticed that he had a tight grip on her elbow.
"Let go. Now," she growled. She only frowned down at her.
"No, I have a few questions for you."
"Oh, yeah? Well so does your leader. And I don't know about you, but I think his questions are more important at the moment." As saying this, she ripped her arm from his grasp and stalked off.
Sakura finished her way to the leader's room and stood at the door. She took in the big 'A' she had noticed earlier. It was slightly brown at the edges. Sakura took a closer look at it.
Blood,, she thought. As she raised her hind to knock on the door, the first thing she heard was,
"Come in."
Sakura slowly opened the door and walked inside.
"Now close the door," the male voice whispered slowly. Sakura obeyed. The room was almost pitch black; had it not been for the small window on her far right, she wouldn't have been able to see Leader's silhouette. He was still so far back from the shred of light that that was all she could see of him.
"Name," he grunted.
"Tiashi Mortaraka," she stated.
"Well, Tiashi, I saw your spar against Itatchi. How odd, he isn't the type to fight for unless necessary." Sakura now felt somewhat anxious to hear what she had to say about her performance in the clearing. "I noticed that he—gave up. Now why is that, do you think? People like yourself don't normally scare him off like that."
"He left the match after I temporarily deactivated his Sharingan," she answered casually. Sakura felt the tiniest bit of pride inside for such an action, because they both knew that this wasn't a casual thing.
"You deactivated his Sharingan?"
"yes, sir. Is there a problem with that?" she questioned. She heard a low chuckle. It kind of creeped her out a bit.
"No, no. not at all. Now, tell me. What else are you capable of?" he asked. Sakura thought for a moment on what she could say.
"Well, I am an expert as a medical ninja," she stated.
"Really? Well, in that case—" he tossed Sakura a cloak "—welcome to Akatsuki. Now, get out of my sight," he grumbled rudely. Sakura held the items in her arms and exited the room. As she was half way back to the training grounds, she saw Hinata walking her way. She called out to her.
"Hey, how'd it go?"
"I had to fight Kisame. What's the leader like?"
"Strange. He seems to be the kind with little patience; compared to everyone I've met in life. Plus, he's a rude dick." Hinata gave a short nod.
"Yeah, I'll keep that in mind," she muttered. Hinata continued her way to Leader's, while Sakura walked off in the direction Hinata came from. Before Sakura walked outside, she draped the cloak on her body. She looked over herself and smiled. The cloak was roomy and comfortable. She also adored how it gave her a mysterious era. Sakura opened the door and headed out to where the other Akatsuki men were. They turned away from the now-ending battle between Sasuke and some guy with a plant for a head and looked at Sakura. Some of them raised an eyebrow, while others smirked in approval. By this time, Sasuke had won (of course), and was heading over to join the others around Sakura.
"You look kind of sexy, now!" Sakura stared at the man who had spoken. She gave him a slight death glare.
"And…..you are?"
"That would be Hidan," a female voice said. Sakura turned towards it and saw a woman with purple-ish blue hair with a white, paper lily in it. She had a bored look on her pale face. "I'm Konan. This is Hidan, like I said, Deidara, Kisame, Zetsu, Tobi, Kakuzu, and you already met Itatchi. But don't worry about the names; you'll soon realize that you can identify them by the fact that each one of them here is morally corrupt in their own, special way."
"Hey!" all the men yelled. Sakura inwardly giggled. This mission might turn out to be fun.