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Warning/ Lots and lots of OOC in this story. There will be no one in character at all throughout this story...'cept maybe Dei kun and Naruto.
Chapter Thirteen
Pitfalls
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recap
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"That's it."
"What's it, Tsunade?" Sakura asked.
"You're coming to sleep over at my place tonight."
All argument screeched to a half as nine dazed eyes landed on the two females.
"What?"
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Growl....
"Oh, stop complaining Sakura," Tsunade said, smiling like a underpaid circus clown high on pixy-sticks. At least, this was how Sakura saw her. The older woman was having too much fun torturing poor Sakura to not go all bimbo the clown on 'em both.
"I really hate you."
"You do not."
"Every fiber of my existence is vibrating with loathing towards you."
"...That's not very nice."
Sakura glared up at the older woman, watching as Tsunade giggled and fluttered around the younger of the two like a doting mother. Her glare went unseen. Or maybe it wasn't quite so unseen. It was hard to tell weather or not Tsunade saw it, or simply was unaffected by it, thanks to all the frill and sparkle that weighed it down. Yes, you read that write, frill and sparkle.
"Here, here. Take a look at yourself, love," Tsunade said, bringing over a a small, sterling silver hand mirror.
Sakura took one look at herself in the looking glass and growled, ripping out the frilly barret that held her hair back. "When you said you wanted to spend some girl time with me I was not expecting you to take it so literally!" she exclaimed.
The older woman frowned. "I though it looked cute...."
Sakura's lips were heavily glossed with a layer of clear, mint flavored lipgloss and her eyes were done in black and yellow with lengthening mascara and powdery yellow eyeshadow. There was no need for concealer and her complexion was natural enough to not need rouge or blush. Her dawn kissed locks had been curled tightly at one point but now they were only loose curls that brushed past her shoulders with a few shorting ones framing her face in an enticing manner. At one point it had been held back with a barrette, giving it more height, but Sakura yanked that out. Still, it wasn't enough to destroy the older woman's work. She still looked pretty.
The young girl couldn't help but roll her eyes in disgust. "Cute? Tsunade, you know the only way 'Sakura' and 'cute' could be used in a sentence would be if 'is not' was between them. You know better than anyone that cute is not something that I aim for."
The older woman didn't reply verbally, but choose to chuckle to herself. Sakura could rip out the hair clips all she wanted, but she had too much pride to ruin the thick lolita curls Tsunade had put in or the make up on her face. If Sakura couldn't get rid of them the right way, she would just have to grin and bear it. She still had to go to Hinata's house today to pick up the flyers for her school event and then she had to go to the mall and hand them out and hang them up.
"Are you going to take your boys with you today?"
Sakura looked up, not expecting Tsunade to say something like that to her all of a sudden. She should know the answer herself without having to ask. "Wha-why would you think that? That would be like...having a death wish or something. That place is crawling with girls you know and they... Gah need I say more. I'm leaving them home."
"Pff,"
Sakura narrowed her eyes at the older woman who looked away with a knowing smile. "What was that?"
"What what?"
That 'Pff'. What was that about?"
Tsunade rolled her eyes and smiled. "Baby girl, even if you wanted to go in by yourself, they won't let you. They are way too attached to do anything less. I thought me boys were bad, but the level of competition seems to have made them a bit more possessive in your house. It's really something. I've never seen anything like it-I mean to this degree."
She paused to think it over-at the same time remembering days from her youth when her own two lovers fought over her attention and affection. They were old enough to know when to share and when to give her room, but before when she was dating her deceased lover dan many years ago, hell couldn't make them leave her side. Even now in their old age, she could feel the everlasting love and admiration they still held for her. The years had not taken away from that. Sakura may have many more males summoned from that book, but that only meant more possessive urges and less time to have them fulfilled; a dangerous mixture for someone as powerful as any of those boys.
"They aren't leaving you"
Sakura scoffed, looking away with arms folded over her well developed chest. "They don't have to know."
"They're ninja."
Sakura looked down, dejected. They had followed her to school that one time without any real effort and she didn't doubt their ability to do so again.
"Ughhh..... Why couldn't they be a little less annoying? They seem to be around me all the time and I really don't need that today."
She really didn't want to bring those guys with her to the mall to hand out flyers. They stood out too much in a good (sort of) way and that was something that made a self conscious girl like her uncomfortable. If they were around her at a mall with that many people, of course girls would flock to them and people would notice her. She would feel exposed and vulnerable. Not something she enjoyed feeling, mind you.
The older woman turned towards the fridge to pull out a beer for herself speaking over her shoulder for a while. "Hey, at least they didn't bother you last night, right? That's one thing to be happy abaout. A little vacation time is needed every now and then, neh-Sakura what's with that face, you're red."
Sakura bit the inside of her cheeks and willed the red that swept across her face away. She couldn't let her mentor know she was blushing about the event that happened last night. No one could know. "It-it's nothing, just a bit hot in here. Maybe it's a hotflash."
"O-oh, okay. If you say so...."
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FLASHBACK!
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Sakura put down her tooth brush and picked up a small Dixie® cup filled with mouth wash. Swishing that around in the mouth, she watched herself in the mirror, waiting a full minuet before she spat out the vile green liquid.
Jiraiya's snores could be heard from down the hall where he slept, but any noise that betrayed Orichimaru's slumber was not heard. He was a light sleeper, she remembered. This was something that lead to a lot of fights between him and the toad sage. Both older males were sleeping in their own rooms down the hall across from the big room that Tsunade normally slept in. Tonight she and Sakura were going to use the pull out queen sized beds in her gaming room.
Wiping her face off with a towel, Sakura stepped out of the bathroom and exited down the hall to where she and her mentor would be sleeping that night. Tsunade had left one of the lava lamps on in the room, so there was still some light to see by. Sakura decided against turning the old lamp off and made up her mind to fall asleep with the old relic turned on. Tsunade would probably get mad at her anyway, since it was one of those old things she just refused to give up.
By the green and yellow light she was able to see the blond woman sprawled out on one of the beds with droll falling from her lips and a sake bottle clutched between her arms. She said something in her sleep and snuggled in closer to her empty drink.
Really, what would Sakura do with-wait!
Snuggle?
"Shit!" she hissed, bolting out of the room and racing for the front door where her jacket hung. Not caring about the revealing nature of her shorts or who would see, she wriggled into her jacket and stepped into some flip flops before slipping out the door like a light.
"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, SHIT! How could I be so brainless as to forget that?!" She hissed to herself, watching as puffs of white jumped from her lips with every curse. She took the steeps on the metal staircase three at a time and jumped four when she was at the top.
The 'it' she was talking about was nothing other than a fluffy stuffed animal hidden somewhere up in her room. It was a sort of rule or habit or even an addition she had going on every night when she went to sleep. She wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully without something fluffing in her arms, unless she was so zonked or stressed she passed out. The only night she had slept without it was probably the first night with Gaara and Sasuke. All the other nights she slept with something fluffy in her arms. Even the one time she slept in the tub.
She didn't tell Tsunade about this and didn't dare betray this pitiful truth with evidence, so she never let the older woman see her with one. She never let anyone see her with one. She could only imagine the teasing she would get hounded with.
Coming to the top of the stairs she stopped to breath. The puffs of white that leapt from her mouth looked like overweight rain clouds, she was breathing so hard. Her heart hurt and her lungs were sore from pounding against her chest so much. Three flights of stairs in under seven seconds and most anybody would be panting, but still... why did everything seem so much harder now? So much more difficult?
Pushing aside a loose stand of hair, she came up to her door and pulled a spare key out of her pocket. She inserted the key while picking up the door, so that it didn't squeak like it normally did. Those guys were ninja right? They would hear something like this and wake up and then she would be screwed (as in busted-not raped).
It was midnight, or half after twelve, so she figured they would all be asleep. When she got the door opened and slipped inside, she was relieved to see that she was correct. A huge mass of bodies lay sprawled out on the living room floor, snoring and drooling away in their sleep. She didn't stop to count or see who was where, but hurridedly rushed into her room and took what she needed. A stuffed Panda from China her parents had bought for her on one of their expeditions.
Tucking the small object under her arm, she skidadled out of her room, never stopping to observe anything other than the door. All the creeks in her floor were memorised a long time ago when she wanted to be a spy for the government like James Bond, so she didn't have to worry about them.
She was at the door again and still no movement from the guys. Twelve more seconds and she was outside and home free. "Ha Some ninja."
"I am glad you agree."
Sakura hissed, jumping three feet in the air before turning around to face the speaker. "Pein?"
"Hello."
Sakura frowned, stuffing her panda bear deeper into her coat so that his head wouldn't peek out. "What are you doing outside here? It's frigid and you might catch a cold."
The man with spiked titian colored hair smiled softly, having to bend his head downward to catch her eyes in his own. "I was waiting for you. I saw you come in and so I waited outside so that I might have the opportunity to speak with you alone."
"Why did you need me alone? Is there something they can't know?" she asked, taking a steep backwards. She didn't trust him entirely just yet. Sure he was from the book, and sure he acted charming and gallant when they first met, but still....he was a man and men cannot be trusted so easily if at all.
Pain saw her hesitation and frowned, looking almost guilt. "I apoligize for frightening you, Sakura san. I simply did not wish to wake the others with our conversation. It would be troublesome if they were to awake and pester you to stay with them."
Oh, so he was only trying to protect her! He was a good guy after all. Sakura smiled up and his and adapted a relaxed position. "Sorry I doubted you, it's a bad but ever faithful habit of mine I can't seem to get rid of. I don't trust easy."
"Sometimes that can be the only thing keeping you alive."
"In your world, I could understand that. But here it's only something to be ashamed of. You can go to jail for hate crimes if you are like that in some countries. Anyway, what was it that you want to say to me?"
"Firstly I would like to renew my thanks to you for the service you have, and continue to provide to me by keeping me in this world. I'm smarter than the others to some degree so I know that if it were not for you, the chakra in my body would eat me alive, till nothing more remained. I'm not used to being indebted to someone, but if there is anything you require of me, do not delay in asking so. I am but a humble servant now."
Sakura blushed and bit the inside of her cheek to keep from smiling when he bent down to kiss her hand again and then press her knuckles to his forehead. Wow he was a real lady killer wasn't he? "Y-you don't need to thank me. There's n-no real effort on my part."
"Regardless, you deserve my thanks."
"Y-your welcome then." 'Wasn't it suppose to be freezing outside, it's pretty hot now.'
"Secondly, I would like to know about your own medical health and how you are fairing with the extra burden."
Sakura faltered a bit, taking a half steep back. "My what? How did you....?"
He looked away, an expression of shame on his features. "Forgive me, I simply wanted to know more about you and-"
"No it's fine. Don't talk about it." He looked up and saw her hallow expression, a knife of guilt driving into his chest all the while. "I'm doing fine with the rest of you, it's not taxing me any, except with stress. Those guys can be a handful some times."
"As I would imagine."
Sakura looked up, a small expression of hope evident in her eyes. "Hey Pein, could you do me little, tiny favor?"
He didn't wast any time in responding. "You need only ask."
"Don't tell, or let any of the other guys know if you can help it. I really don't like people knowing about that. They treat me differently all of a sudden and smother me. I hate it. The boys would go nuts if they knew and I think that was one of the reasons why Tsunade had me stay with her tonight. She's worried I might have another episode. The old fart worries too much."
Sakura exhaled sharply, running a hand though her hair while looking towards the side. Moon beams mixed into her hair and lit up her face. She was the essence of appealing to a philosopher and poet like Pein.
"I swear on my life I won't breath a word of this matter. The others will never know." 'I would have kept it from them anyway-even if you hadn't asked me to.'
She turned back to smile at him. "Thanks Pein. Was there anything else you needed?"
"There were; two things."
"Okay, shoot."
Here Pein paused to cough into his fish, a light blush working up his face. "It has come to my attention that the majority of your household addresses you as Sakura chan. The only exceptions to this are Hidan and I. Seeing this, I wish to ask your permission to addresses you as such along with the others."
She couldn't help but let a dry laugh slip from her lips. "That's what you wanted to ask me? No one else asked or even obeyed when I told them to stop so I guess it's okay. If you really want to go ahead, everyone else is doing it."
"Do you mind?"
"Not anymore. Now, what was the other thing you wanted to ask me?"
"Nothing I just wanted to do this."
Before Sakura could protest or even react, he was in front of her, his lips presses lightly against her own. It was hardly a kiss, but for a gentle man like Pein, it was the best he could muster up without her permission. The back of his mind was all alarms as he broke his own code of conduct to force himself upon the woman in front of him. He shouldn't be doing this. She'll hate him for this. This is wrong. But oh, she tastes so sweet.
He pulled back suddenly, never daring to witness her expression. "I bid you goodnight then, Sakura c-chan."
And just like that, he was back inside the house, leaving her out there alone in the cold.
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END FLASHBACK
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That's right. She lost her second kiss last night just like that, without her consent. Strangely though, it didn't make her all that upset. She already lost her first kiss, so its like the rest of them aren't worth anything anymore.
And besides, Pein was a lot more gentle than Itachi had been. At some points Sakura was tempted to think that he hadn't really kissed her at all since his lips were only a ghost over her own. When it had been Itachi assaulting her, his kiss was rough and needing, almost at a point of desperation it felt like. Her lips felt bruised that day. If she had to pick one of the other, she would choose Pein, but still, there was something about Itachi's that made her insides lighten up and churn like a storm. He made her feel funny. She didn't know if she liked this funny feeling yet, but she wasn't in a rush to find out. Only time would tell.
"So, are you going to go up there and wuiet them down or do I get to wait till they break down my door?"
"Huh?" Sakura looked up to see Tsunade pointing to the window where anyone could see Sakura's apartment. The curtians in that apartmetn window shook and faint insults could be heard from all the way down here.
"I'm going to get complaints."
Sakura sighed, standing up. "Fine, fine, fine. I'll go and calm them down. As soon as I'm don't with that, I'm going to go get those flyers. They can come if they want to."
The older woman chuckled to herself as she watched her young daughter figure exit her house and trudge up the outside stairwell as if she were heading to her beheading. "Really Sakura chan, you should know better by now. There is nothing in this world that they want more."
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Sakura stopped outside her door and groaned at what she saw. It was shaking. Not just her door, but her whole apartment looked like it was being man handled. Weren't there suppose to be some decent guys in there that knew it was bad to go all out in her house, least something she needed break?
Guess not.
She felt tired, having to do this for some reason. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed the door handel and let herself in.
"Take it back you bastard!"
"You wish, tiny."
"I'm not small."
"Just pathatic."
"OW-the hair!"
"I'll show you sissy. How you like me now?"
"Shithead!"
"Retatd."
"Pecock."
"Hey, leave me out of this!"
"Get back here, yeah!"
"Bastard!"
Sakura rolled her eyes and breathed out a comment to herself. "Men."
Silence.
Sakura stood in the opened doorway with her arms crossed over her chest, a disapproving scowl etched into her glossed lips. She hadn't intended to be heard, it was hardly a whisper on her part, but it looks like these guys were sensitive to anything she said. They were all looking at her now, frozen in a mixture of fear and awe. They had never seen her dressed up like this before, remember?
"Are you finished or down you need to finish destroying what is left of my house before some sort of order is restored?" she asked in a sarcastic manner.
Half of them shook their head in response while the other half was still frozen solid. Deidara and Sasori especially looked like they were going to kill over. Pein was missing, but Hidan was there and he didn't look happy at being scolded, but he didn't protest.
"Really, are you sure? The couch is still intact." She wasn't exactly happy with them.
"We-we're sorry Sakura chan," Naruto whimpered out, playing with the ends of his black tank top- the one she got out of her dad's stash of old clothes. A bit of blood from a scratch on his cheek dribbled onto his pants. Wow were they violent.
"Yeah, it won't happen again," Sasuke added. He looked guilty as ever. Gaara sat behind him and nodded in agrement. He wouldn't even dare to meet her eyes, he looked so ashamed of himself. That or he was trying to keep the blush from spreading across his face.
"Fine, did you guys eat yet? Or do I have to make you something?"
"You don't have to make us anything, Sakura chan, we can fend for ourselves!" Itachi cried, jumping up in an attempt to run to her side. He was pulled back by Kisame who looked just as guilty as the others. The artists and Itachi seemed to be the only ones who weren't ashamed of themselves. Sasori and Deidara were still start struck for some reason.
"You need not burden yourself anymore," Neji added. "We ate-well, most of us."
Sakura nodded, crossing the room to grab a purse from her room that had been thrown during the fight. It was on top of the tv now, but it thankfully still had her wallet and ID inside. They hadn't fallen out. "That's good, because I need your help today."
"Help?" Gaara asked.
They all perked up.
"I need to get some flyers and hand them out to people at the mall, but that's a lot for me. It'll go faster if you guys help. If you would rather stay home and do something else, I guess that's fine too. I don't really care what you do as long as it's not illegal or messy for my house. Gah, I'm going to have to buy a new lamp for this end table-"
"We'll come, yeah!" Deidara cried, hugging her tightly from behind, his cheek rubbing up against her own. "Ah~ Sakura chan you even smell extra pretty today. PLease let me come with you, yeah..."
Sakura couldn't reply, since Sasori was in front of her, running his long and thin fingers over her eyes, nose, and lips pushing them till they puckered for him. He seemed so captivated by everything his hands roamed over, as if he was burning the image into his mind to keep there for all eternity. "Beautifle..."
"H-Hey, hey, hey, back off there! Don't touch Sakura chan like that. Who do you perverts think you art?" Neither of the two artists looked up to answer Naruto's complaint. That ticked the young shinobi off to no extreme.
Itachi was also exhibiting signs of jealousy-but he didn't wast time with words. Deidara was picked up and thrown onto the couch and Sasori was pulled away by Gaara and Sasuke, since it took both of them to deal with him.
"Watch it, yeah!" Deidara hissed, flipping in midair to land like a cat, perched to strike. He looked ticked off. Sasori was silent as he was pinned against a wall.
"Keep your paws off what's not yours," Itachi said, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and chest. "Sakura chan has always been mine."
"Like hell, yeah!"
And thus more chaos was born as Neji and Naruto leapt in to protect Sakura from being accidently hurt by either Itachi or Deidara. Both took this as a declaration of challenge and began to retaliate. Hidan jumped in, just because he wanted to fight, and it wasn't long before Sasuke was hit by some random flying object and was pissed into joining. Sasori broke free and started his own brawl with Gaara, and Sakura still hadn't found Pein yet.
"Sometimes I hate my life."
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LATER
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"Neh, neh, Sakura chan, kiss my cheek for me please. It still hurts," Naruto whined, walking alongside her, acting like a wounded six year old.
"Stop it, she already put a bandage on it for you so stop being so selfish," Sasuke hissed, walking beside the blond. He was scowling, but this didn't bother Sakura. He seemed to be doing that a lot, lately.
"I bet you got hurt on purpose just so you could get closer to Sakura chan, yeah."
"Jealous?"
"Okay, break it up!" Sakura interrupted, holding her hands up. "I don't want another fight breaking out between you guys. I'm going to get a headache and die gray at seventeen. Is it beyond your abilities to get along for one freaking day? Damn it guys."
No one noticed Hidan turn away with a blush and no one would, because blushes were not manly and he was the manliest of the many. You look up many in a dictionary and you see his face, he's so manly.
Pein was also with them. They were about to leave without him-the boys not wanting any more men than nessiary with their woman- but the pierced man seemed to show up out of nowhere, ready to leave. He didn't try to talk to Sakura directly, but he did lock eyes with her at first, seeming to ask her forgiveness and she shrugged it off as a yes. That seemed to satisfy him. Still, he hung back at the edges if the crowd.
Sakura opened up the gate in front of Hinata's house and led her troop to the front door. There was no bell so she opted for knocking, though the idea of turning around completely and going home did cross her mind. A butler answered the door and turned to call up the stairs where Hinata stood with a tall stack of papers.
"Haruno san!" she squeaked, dropping a flyer or two as she blushed. When she looked up, she couldn't help but feel weak when she saw all the good looking boys Sakura had with her. Especially the blond foxy one. "H-h-h-here are t-the f-flyers you w-wanted."
Sakura took the heavy stack that was held together with some sort of rope a took a flyer that wasn't tied down from the top. There was a dark blue castle in the background hugging low hanging clouds and hiding half of a full moon. Up front a man that looked like Naruto danced with a girl, both were wearing masks. The date and times were printed on the bottom.
"Amazing, this looks professionally done. Did you do this all yourself?"
Hinata eeped and blushed more so. "Y-y-y-y-y-ye-yess. I-I did it."
Sakura smiled slightly and nodded to the girl. "You did a good job. There's so many for us to pass out. We'll be busy all day."
"So-sorry Haruno san."
"Don't worry about that. It's good for the school. We'll be laving now. Ja ne."
"J-ja ne, Haruno san."
When they were outside the gate, Kisame took the pile of flyers from her hands and carried them all the way to the mall for her. Itachi and Deidara complained about him hogging the spotlight with his good deed. Sasori took a few loose flyer to look them over and laughed.
"What's so funny?" Gaara asked.
"It's an imitation of the fox brat. No one will come with this."
"That's not it, there are other versions here. One of Deidara and one of Sasori, there's me and then there's Sasuke and even Gaara," Neji rattled off, looking through more of the flyers.
"What? Where the hell did they get your pictures?" Sakura asked, a bit annoyed. She wasn't jealous, really she wasn't. Her and the J word, not happening. She didn't see Hidan choke and turn red once again, course no one did. Many, remember?
The group crossed the busy highway street once their light was green and entered the side entrance of the mall. It was busy down at that section, but compared to the rest of it, it was pretty quiet. Once they had walked though those doors, Sakura had noticed the stares of both admiration and lathing directed at her boys and then at herself. She was expecting that, so it shouldn't make her feel this bad, but it did.
Silently she led them to the center of the mall where it was busiest and pulled apart the bow on top of the flyers. "Okay boys, tack a handful and start passing them out to anyone who comes up to you. Ask them to come and try to make it sound like fun. Can you do that?"
"Yeah, sure we can, Sakura chan," Naruto chirped, happy to please her.
Hidan looked doubtful. "What if we don't want to?"
Sakura had his ear between her fingers and was twisting it farther than it should be twisted, all the while smiling sweetly. "I'm sorry, did you say something, bastard? You're passing out the damn flyers, weather you want to or not. Got it?"
"Y-yeah," he replied, trying to look away so she wouldn't notice how red his face was.
'Manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly, manly-damn it she's so f*cking hot!'
Sakura seemed content with his verbal responce, not being a mind reader in the least. If she was, Hidan would be suffering from a lot more than a sore and twisted ear. "Good, now get ready to be mobbed and i anyone askes, yes you will be attending this event."
"Mobbed by who Sakura chan, yeah?"
Sakura didn't need to say anything as a group of young teenage girls were already there, asking away with their stupid and pointless questions. "Oh hey there handsome, what 'cha got there, something for little old me, neh?"
"What are those flyers for?
"Are you handing them out to anyone?"
"Can I have one?"
"OMG, I love your hair, what kind of shampoo do you use?"
"Did it hurt when you got those piercings in your face?"
"I love your red hair."
"Are those scars on your face?"
"You're really hot, did you know that or do you need someone to remind you, neh?"
"Will you be at this event?"
Sakura had expected them to be overwhelmed at first, but she was shocked beyond belief when they started to talk back in that expert movie star manner, answering questions as soon as they came and flirting back with the teasing flirters. That was mostly just Deidara and Itachi, but the others weren't rude or stiff or scared in the least. These were rabid fangirls for heaven's sake. They were handling them like pros! They smiled and laughed and passed out flyers left and right.
A girl with short brown hair behind Sakura sighed. "Oh wow, aren't they so dreamy? What I wouldn't give for a love hotel and a night with one of those hot men."
"I know, wonder where we can get tickets for this ball. I think it's on the flyer."
Gulping, Sakura steadied herself and approached the duo of cheerleader wannabes. "Excuse me. If you wanted a flyer here, it has the information you need in order to purchase a ticket." She held out a flyer but neither of them took it.
"Ugh, that fine, we'll wait till we can get one from them. Let's go, Yuu." Sakura watched the two girls leave with no outward expression, but her insides were a fluttering mess.
"Don't look her in the eyes she'll curse you just like she did to the last girl that made that mistake." A tall brown haired girl whispered to another spreading her gossip like it was common news.
What more did she expect?
She turned around to watch her boys-no, the boys laugh along with one of the pick up lines from the girl that had rudely declined Sakura's offered flyer. Sasuke and Naruto were actually getting along for a group of girl's with cell phones. They never did that for her. Deidara leaned in and whispered something into the ear of another girl, making her laugh and blush bright red. Was it any different to him who he did it to. Neji was playing with one girl's hair and Gaara was posing for a photo with another. Even Kisame and Pein were talking and laughing with them like they were best friends!
Sakura felt sick inside. She was easy to replace in their minds, it seemed. Who was she kidding, the fairy tale ending she thought she could actually, for once, chase after wasn't there anymore because it had never been there to begin with. This was why she never liked men, why she never trusted them.
Dropping her flyers, Sakura turned and melted into the incoming crowd. One more female in the mall wouldn't be noticed, even if her eyes were hard and glossy. She walked for a long time, slowly at first-hoping one of them would call out to her or run after her, but began to pick up her pace when no one tried. Her hands lightly brushed over her lips where Itachi and now Pein had touched them with their own. For some reason she wanted to savor that feeling, regardless of how fleeting her anger made it.
'It doesn't matter. I didn't like them anyway.'
What she didn't know was that the boys were all betting on who could pass out the most flyers for her, treating it as a competition. Surly Sakura would be proud of them when she saw that the lucky guy had done the most work for her. But that's life, isn't it. It never goes the way you want it to, and the truth if often hidden of rarely believed when improbable.
All the way on the other side of the mall, Sakura found herself outside Orichimaru's part time dojo. He hat it set up a long time ago before he became a doctor along with Tsunade in order to make money for her struggling family. He liked it so much, he had refused to sell it once he made it as a top doctor.
He wasn't there at the house when she woke up and it was a off day for him at work, so maybe he was inside. It's worth a shot. She needed to see a familiar face.
She tried the door and it wasn't locked. She stepped inside, even though the lights were all off, making it look like it was closed. Even if it was, he wouldn't be mad if it was her in there.
She took a few steeps forward then froze. Her troubles were forgotten as a fist came out of the darkness. She couldn't see it, but she could feel it. Twisting around, she avoided it and countered with a high kick. Her attack caught her heel, so she jumped up to kick with the other, using her hands for balance on the floor. Her other heel was caught so she decided to lean back, pulling her attack down with her. They landed with a thud and soon the lights were on, blinding her.
Sakura hissed and closed her eyes-the light was too bright for them.
"S-Sakura san?"
As her eyes adjusted, she wasn't at all shocked to see who she did.
"Eh? Kimmy kun, Kiba kun!"
AN2: Bwahaha! Kiba kun and Kimimaro kun have finally arrived in the story. I told ya I would put him (Kiba) in there sooner or later. Kimimaro is there because I love him too much. Notice how she addressed them. This will tick off the boys in later chapters. I'm evil. The only reason Kiba was in here, was because so many people asked for him. If they hadn't, he would have been Kabuto. I might put Kabuto in later, but it's not likely.
I really rushed to get his chapter finished, since I just came back from a 12 day vacation only to find out I'm going in tomorrow for oral surgery. I get my wisdom teeth out tomorrow morning so tonight I'm fasting. (FOOD! COME BACK!) I'm not at all happy with that, but I'm glad I at least got this out for all of you. It's really messy but It's been far too long, so yeah....I hope you all liked it, anyway.
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-Vesper chan