At the end of the last chapter, in the A/N, I attempted to copy and paste the awesomest random word of the week. Fanficiton, unfortunately, deleted it when I posted and I'm way too lazy to re-post just for the sake of an authors comment. But the awesomest word of the week was submitted via anonymous review from 'Karla'.
Also, for every puppy that gets its wings, so do two hamsters apparently. How do I know this? Day of Diana told me. And, also, after I updated, the corpses of my two dead hamsters, Puff and Fluff, flew out of their graves outside and my doggy, Daisy, grew wings too, and they all flew around my room, gave me French toast and then, rather rudely, demanded that I update. I'm scared yet strangely motivated…
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Disclaimer: So, these drop dead gorgeous characters and some of the less attractive one's, all belong to Masashi Kishimoto with the exception of Bonbon and the Pablos. Plot is typically mine with the exception of an instance I'll use later in this chapter suggested by Caeafae.
Warning: Now, this is a PeinxSakura centric chapter. I know that not everybody is rooting for them. This is still a multi story so don't worry. I said this summer was going to be a disaster, didn't I?
Scrumdidileeumptious
Chapter 29
Fireworks
I froze. Did he just ask me out? I'd never been asked out before by a guy besides Naruto and I don't even think that counts. This can't be happening. If I say no, it means I'm a bitch for leading him on all this time because I really do like him and he likes me so the only next logical step is to date but it's more complicated when you throw in a bunch of other boys too. If I say yes, the others will be jealous. But, then again, it's their fault for signing that Bang-Buddy Agreement. If they make an agreement not to ask me out and put all the pressure on me, it's their fault when I explore the possibilities.
As Pein got closer and closer to me, I felt less and less attracted to the others, even Deidara. It felt odd, not to be falling all over them like the total slut I know I am (I'll just blame Inner Sakura from my slut-dom) but-
I am not a slut!
Yes, you are. You are my Inner Slut that makes me do bad, slutty things.
Shut up! I am not! I'm the smart one that knows a hot guy when she sees one and also knows how to get them to make out with me!
AKA, you're a slut.
You're a slut!
I'm you.
Case and point.
I thought about that for a minute.
Well, fuck.
Anyway, it felt weird not to be so insanely attracted to seven guys at once. But this was also making me less of a slut, which is a good thing, right? I mean, maybe this was the way everything was meant to go. Of course I still loved them all in a way that was almost painful and that hadn't ebbed but my love for Pein seemed to have grown. He seemed so evil and underhanded and stoic when I first met him but after getting him to open up a bit, he seemed like, probably, the coolest person I had ever met. He was like a rock star to me. And he was asking me out!
"Yes, please." I practically drooled, turning in Pein's lap to look him in his creepy and damn sexy eyes.
He smiled at me, making his snake bite piercings spread more than I'd ever seen before. "Cool. But we probably shouldn't tell the others."
"Why not?" I asked.
He gave me a meaningful look. I sighed. I knew what he meant. If we told the others, they'd become angry, jealous, or have a seizure… or a combination of the three. Still, keeping secrets from them bothered me. I didn't keep secrets from me. Except my undying love for Deidara before all the others. I never did tell him I loved him so. Oh, well.
"Okay," I give in, sighing. "Then we'll have to be smart. Lend me your cell phone?" I asked him.
He quickly pulled his phone out of the pocket in his swim trunks and handed it to me, wondering what I would do. I looked around and made sure none of the guys could hear me. Kisame was asleep on his beach towels, still too afraid of Pablo the lifeguard to go swimming, and the other boys were involved in an epic game of water football in the ocean. I watched Tobi get run over by a surfer before deeming myself safe to call without them overhearing.
I dialed Temari's cell phone.
"Hello?" Temari inquired after a couple rings.
"Hey, it's Sakura." I told her.
"Oh! Hey, what's up?"
"Pein asked me out!" I practically squealed, shaking in excitement and not caring that Pein could clearly see how excited his invitation had made me.
"Oh, my god! No way!" Temari squealed, sharing my excitement. She and I had awesome conversations and she knew how head over heels I was for Pein.
"Yes way! But, here's the thing…" I trailed off.
"Ohhh, go on!" Temari whispered into the phone conspiratorially. She just loved feeding my histrionic tendencies.
"Our love is a forbidden one that must remain a secret!" I hissed dramatically into the receiver.
"Sexy and stealthy!" Temari declared. "So, how are you going to hide it from those love-struck puppies of yours?"
"Tell them I'm spending the night at your place, leave now, get ready for my date with you, and have Pein pick me up over at the Coffin?" I suggested, hoping she was okay with my blatant using of her.
"My dear, I'd be insulted if you didn't!" She giggled.
I laughed at her girly attitude. "You seemed so much cooler before I knew you." I let her know, remembering how I used to think of her as so cool and aloof.
"And you seemed so much nerdier!" She laughed at my jab with a return.
"Okay, I'll see you in about fifteen minutes?" I asked after laughing some more.
"On one condition." She whispered.
"You're not going to make me do work, are you?" I asked miserably, working being the last thing I wanted to do.
"No!" Temari laughed at my assumption. "I get to dress you and do your make-up. Okay?"
I smiled. Temari was, like, the master. She'd been dating college boys since the eighth grade, she knew what she was doing. "Deal." I smiled, and hung up.
I handed Pein his phone back, ignoring his smirk that had been there since my first squeal.
"I'll pick you up after we close, okay?" He asked, raising an orange eyebrow, just daring me to squeal again.
I squealed again, just to show him I wasn't embarrassed. "Okay!" I cheered, leapt out of his lap.
"Where are you going?" Kakuzu asked, coming up the beach to check his wallet as he did every fifteen minutes.
"I'm going over to Temari's to hang out." I lied flawlessly.
"The enemy." Kakuzu muttered, narrowing his eyes. "I will get my revenge." He vowed.
"Whatever," I rolled my eyes and raced up the beach, down the board walk, and all the way to The Desert Coffin.
Upon arrival, I ignored Sasuke. Why did Gaara even have to invite Naruto to help out at the shop over the summer anyway? And why did Naruto have to insist that Sasuke come with him? I wasted enough of my childhood mooning over Sasuke and had gotten totally rejected by him already. And only last year did I realize that he was a prick when we started high school and first spotted Itachi, The God of Awesome. I just ignored him and the foot shaped bruise on his face that had only faded slightly from his pasty complexion.
Instead, I raced right past him and glomped Temari who had been walking out of the back room to greet me. We fell to the ground and promptly began rolling around on the ground screaming in excitement. Once Sasuke, Kankuro, Gaara, and Naruto had stood over us, looking utterly disturbed did we finally stopped and stood up calmly.
Temari cleared her throat and we both made our faces impassive as we faced their incredulous stares. I looked Temari out of the corner of my eye and she looked back at me in the same way. We both broke out grinning. I cracked first.
"WHAT DO I WEAR?!" I screeched and we raced into the back room, up the staircase, and into Temari's bedroom to loot her closet.
Once Temari had shoved me into her black, Billabong, Mohan dress, I was allowed to give the yay or nay after a brief glance in her full length mirror. It was a cute dress, really. Strapless and had ruffles once it hit the waist but it didn't extend past mid-thigh on me. I had hardly turned to look at myself from the back before Temari assaulted me with strappy heels.
And then came the make-up. And there was a pep talk around dinner when I had a mental relapse and freaked out from over excitement. Then I had a rather awkward silence while Temari told me the importance of safe sex. I had to dash her hopes by telling her that, no, I wasn't going to sleep with him. She glared at me and wondered aloud how she was supposed to live vicariously through me if I wasn't screwing anybody. I laughed, thinking she was joking, until she slipped a condom into the purse she was lending me. I glared at her and she winked. "Just in case," she said.
Finally, we sat me down to find out exactly what to do with all my freaking hair. It was long enough for me to sit on it now and it looked sort of plain, just hanging there all limp. It was during Temari's messing with my hair that Naruto ventured upstairs to keep me company during the pain of Temari repeatedly burning my scalp with all sorts of curling and straightening irons. Temari was so focused on the task that she wouldn't talk to me so Naruto's company was appreciated.
"So… is it true?" He asked a little awkwardly.
"Is what true?" I asked him, wondering. I mean, it was obvious I was going out with Pein tonight, and he knew that, so what's he got a question about?
"That Orochimaru tried to rape you?" he asked shyly.
Temari glared at him, I could see in the mirror. "I thought we all agreed not to ask her about that." She hissed at him.
"But enough time has passed and the Akatsuki aren't hanging around, so it should be okay, right?" He whined, obviously curious despite himself.
I had to admit, his question had caught me off guard. And it sort of rose bile in the back of my throat to think about, honestly. "He tried." I whispered, remembering it all over again. This was so not good mojo for my date.
"But you stabbed him through the balls." Naruto relayed the details he'd heard via gossip to me for confirmation.
I nodded, smiling my evil smile.
"But… who blew up the school?" Temari asked, trying to sound as off hand as possible in case I didn't want to answer since she was more sensitive than Naruto like that.
"Oh, Orochimaru had rigged a bomb but I set off the fire alarm so everyone would get out okay." I told them, remembering Deidara's shock that out of all the pyros to blow up the school, it hadn't been him.
"Really?!" Naruto asked, eager for more.
"Well, duh," I told him.
"Wow," he whispered in wonderment. "You're even more of a hero than they were saying."
"Hero?" I repeated. It felt weird. I'd never, ever, considered what I did heroic. More like… stupid, reckless, dumb, insane, and insanely awesome. In that order.
"Yeah, that's what the papers are calling you. The Hero of High School." He smiled, always loving to know something I didn't.
"Papers?!"
What the fuck? NEWS COVERAGE?!
"Yeah, and Time Magazine. You can't even turn on the news anymore without your school picture popping up. You uncovered a child predator and a murderer. The school blew up. And then you just vanish. Not only are they praising teens today for being heroic and all that stuff, but they're beating down on the school and police department for not discovering Orochimaru's true nature in the first place." Naruto explained. "Now the police department is back pedaling, the school's too busy rebuilding to comment, and families everywhere are demanding to know your whereabouts so they can adopt you because the fact that you're an orphan is completely fueling the story."
I didn't want to be adopted. I didn't want to piss of Mr. Uchiha when we have been stealing his money for a while now. And I didn't want to be known as 'the heroic orphan girl'. This is soooooo bad mojo. I decided to look on the bright side. "Pein asked me out." I sighed dreamily and melted into Temari's capable hands.
"And now you're ready to seduce him!" Temari cheered while Naruto rolled his eyes at our girly antics. I looked at myself in the mirror and nearly had a heart attack. Light make-up. Cute dress. Even cuter heels. And my hair was doing the whole half-up half-down thing flawlessly with different parts of my hair curled and the rest straight. "Yes!" I yelled at my reflection. "He's going to think I'm so rapeable!"
Temari and Naruto gave me a wired look but I ignored them because right then was when Gaara called up the stairs. "The orange one is here, Sakura!"
I raced down the stairs, almost killed myself tripping, and slowed down with Temari and Naruto following behind me. When I emerged from the back room, I saw Pein standing in the middle of the store wearing jeans and a white button down. His sneakers were the usual skater style. His hair was still perfectly messy. And all twenty six of his piercings on his face and ears were visible.
He's still more rapeable than us!
He looked at me and smiled, completely ignoring Kankuro's death glare at having the enemy in his shop. I walked over to Pein as if entranced by his eyes and I felt the world all fall away. That is, until Naruto had to ruin it all.
"Sakura!" Naruto yammered over my shoulder, leaning into my back. "If you swing your hips like that when you walk, he's going to think you're a slut." (A/N: This is the part Caeafae suggested.)
Pein, still smiling only at me, mutely punched Naruto who fell to the floor unconscious in a second. He then wrapped his large hand, oh-so warm, around my waist and smoothly led me out of the shop. I was so in heaven. I knew it.
Silently, we walked down the boardwalk, lost in each other while, from above us, illegal fireworks exploded in fantastic, unreal patterns. Their explosions were accompanied by distant yelling of "Art, un!" and then "THIS IS NOT ART! THIS IS PYROMANIA!" and then "SHUT THE FUCK UP, SASORI, THIS IS FUCKING ART, UN!" and then "Nooo, THIS IS SPARTA!" and then a collective "SHUT UP, TOBI!"
"Do they know you're gone?" I asked as we walked off the boardwalk to where all the cars were parked.
"I told them I'd go shopping." Pein answered, his hand still on my waist. Oh, Temari was going to love cross-analyzing all his movements. I made a note that Pein's hand was huge.
And you know what they say about big hands…
Big feet!
… GIANT PENIS!
MENTAL IMAGE! MENTAL IMAGE! NO! MY INNOCENT MIND!
Dammit, why does Pein always have to make me think about sex and then Inner Sakura has to make me picture him naked? This is becoming a problem.
"Do you like Italian food?" Pein asked.
I suppressed a blush at how his smooth voice made me remember Inner Sakura's rather hopeful vision. "Italian food sounds great!" I smiled as we walked into the parking lot. "…I forgot you drive a minivan." I muttered as realization hit me. Minivans are not sexy. I couldn't hide the disappointment in my voice.
"Which is why I stole Hidan's car keys!" Pein smiled happily, pulling out Hidan's keys and steering me towards said Jashinist's Ferrari.
I surveyed the car and determined that it was approximately an infinite amount of times sexier than a minivan. Pein opened the passenger door for me and I almost ran away to squeal in private but instead stepped coolly inside the car. Pein then climbed into the driver's side and we were off. At about five feet an hour. That's right, feet. Not miles. Feet.
"Why are you driving so sloooow?" I asked him, completely confused. The last time I'd been a car with him behind the wheel he'd been a speed demon and had even won a street race that he initiated!
Pein coughed, as if embarrassed I had noticed. "Um… So Hidan runs out of gas." He lied and I knew he was lying.
So I poked him sharply in the stomach to get him to tell the truth and he broke out laughing way too hard. It took him a minute to get a hold of himself. I looked at him, in shock. "You're… ticklish!" I concluded in awe.
He said nothing and focused on the slowly approaching road.
"I can't believe you! You give me crap for being ticklish when you're ticklish too!" I ranted lightly, exasperated and happy at the same time. I had a weapon against him now. "So…" I said, putting my finger dangerously near his ticklish tummy. "Why are you driving so slow?" I asked again.
He looked at my finger suspiciously. "I'm dragging out our time together." He admitted finally.
It caught me off guard. Only one response to that could bubble to the surface. "Awwwww." I cooed.
Pein blushed. He was just too cute. And hot. And sexy. Pein. Sex.
Ah! We've reentered the brain loop!
Yay!
Not yay! Abort brain loop! Abort!
"Here we are." Pein smiled and I realized that even at five feet an hour, the restaurant was not far. And, god damn, it was fancy. The whole building was huge, having multiple floors, all with balconies. And there was even valet parking. A valet opened my door for me and helped me out while Pein tossed another valet Hidan's keys.
He reached casually for my hand and entwined our fingers. Together, we walked into the massive restaurant to the hostess stand.
"Do you have a reservation?" She asked stiffly, eyeing Pein's piercings disapprovingly.
"It should be under Kick Ass." He smiled at her.
She glared at him, obviously not believing the name but decided to humor him and glance at her reservations list. Her eyes widened. "Oh!" She gasped, clearly embarrassed. "Right this way Mr… Kick Ass. We've saved your two person table in the V.I.P. section just as you asked." She muttered, blushing, and leading us to an elevator. Then, all the way to the top floor where she had to use a key to enter because it was just that exclusive.
We were on the balcony and all around us were hushed conversations between celebrities. This is exactly why California is the best place on earth. The hostess pulled out my chair for me at a nice table that was set with at least five different forks and knives and the napkin folded like origami paper into an intricate flower. Lit candles that smelled like vanilla cupcakes were the only light source out here in the middle of the night.
"Your waitress should be with you very shortly." The hostess said with belated respect as she handed us our menus.
She had hardly left us when the waitress appeared. She was very pretty and had blue hair with a paper flower tucked in it. "Hi, Pein." She smiled warmly at my date.
We ordered our drinks. Blackberry wine. Lots of it. The girl, who introduced herself as Konan to me after she finished smiling cat-like at my date, didn't even card us.
When she left, I looked at Pein and asked him, as polite as you please, "Who exactly was that girl?"
Pein smirked at my expression. "Jealous?"
"Yes."
"That was my cousin, Konan." He smiled.
I blushed, feeling completely played. How could I be so stupid? How could I be so jealous?
I opened the menu to distract myself and saw that the cheapest side salad was forty dollars. "This place is kind of pricey." I muttered in awe at how this could even be socially acceptable.
"I've got it covered." Pein smiled at me.
Seven bottles of blackberry wine, one calamari appetizer, two plates of pasta, and a shared desert later, it was time to put that to the test. Konan handed us the check, winked conspiratorially at Pein, gave me a small, distrusting smile, and left us with it. Pein casually flipped the padded folder open to see the check.
"Kakuzu would kill me for spending this much." Pein muttered.
I looked at him meaningfully. He'd said he had it covered.
He looked at me and then looked meaningfully over the balcony railing at the pool on the roof of the hotel resort next door to the restaurant.
I blame the blackberry wine but we both got up, gathered our things, I silently apologized to Temari for ruining my make up and hair and her dress, and we both ran towards the railing and leapt, Johnny Depp watching from his seat three tables over in shock. We tumbled through the air and for a minute of fear I thought we were going to miss but we both landed, miraculously, in the deep end of the pool.
Laughing hard, we crawled out of the pool and escaped the hotel as stealthily as two drunk kids can, and raced back to Rinnegan. When we got there, on the first floor of the shop, I had to ask through my giggles. "Do you love me?"
Pein sobered after a few more snorts of laughter and looked at me seriously. "I can't." He whispered dramatically. "You have no piercings." He went on.
I snorted with laughter anew. "Well, we can fix that." I giggled.
"Right now?" He asked.
"Right now." I clarified.
He pulled me into the private booth with all his piercings stuff. There was a table/bed thing in the middle for customers to lay or sit on and I crawled onto it, drunk and tired, while Pein searched about for exactly what he wanted to stab through my skin. Finally, he found what he wanted and turned back to me.
"Are you ready?" He smirked.
"No turning back." I grinned and lay back on the table.
Pein came over to my side and with just a few pinches, I had earrings. Lots of them. Three in both ear. One in the cartilage on my left ear. My ears felt heavy and achy. I turned to Pein. "That hurt." I complained, pouting.
"Would you like me to kiss it better?" He joked, but the offer stood.
I rolled my eyes at his goofy grin. "Do you think I'd look good with a belly button piercing?" I asked him, lifting my dress (don't worry, I'd worn shorts underneath it because it was so short) to examine my belly.
Pein looked only at my stomach. "Yes." He whispered a little huskily.
I smirked at him, giving him the go-ahead. He leaned over my exposed stomach, his hands ghosting across it. I didn't feel any tickling sensation. Just a deep want. I tried to shake it off and the sudden pain in my stomach did the trick as my new belly button piercing punctured my skin. "Ow!" I gasped. This hurt a lot more than my ears did.
"Do you want me to kiss it better?" Pein asked again. He seemed more serious this time but I still brushed him off.
"I like it." I smiled at my belly button piercing, feeling like a badass.
"Do you want anything else?" Pein asked in a whisper.
I looked up at him, catching the double meaning. I stuck out my tongue for him to see. It took him a minute, but he caught on soon enough. He gripped the tip of my fleshy muscle and, with the other hand, ran it through with the needle, leaving me with only one meager piercing to show for it. "Ow! Shit that hurt!" I swore when he finished. This was the most painful so far.
"Do you want me to kiss it better?" He asked again, softly.
I met his eyes this time, giving him a silent go ahead. Slowly, his giant hands came up to grip the side of my face and he leaned over me and pressed his lips against mine gently. It felt different than any kiss I'd ever had before. There were no wandering hands. There was no huffing and puffing. It was simply a meeting. A greeting. Casual. And I wanted more.
I ran my hands up his chest through his sopping wet shirt until I hit his neck and wove my hands around to grip the ends of his hair and pull impatiently for the good part to begin. He smirked against my lips and threw a leg over me, pulling himself over me on the table. We broke apart for a second to breathe and he looked at me again for another go ahead. I closed my eyes and kissed him again.
His tongue prodded my lower lip and I opened, smirking. I felt his snake bites against my chin. His tongue wandered in and I felt his piercing. I felt my piercing! One of his hands traveled down my body and pushed me by the small of my back against him. I couldn't believe that this was happening to me. I couldn't believe that one of the most amazing guys I'd ever met, not to mention the hottest, who seemed so mature sometimes, was interested in me. I moaned under his assault.
The hand against my back began to move up my side, farther up… farther up… too far, don't touch that! I broke away from him abruptly. "Stop," I panted, out of breath. "First date." I reminded him, pushing against his chest.
"You're right." He sighed, just way too perfect and understanding for me to comprehend. "I'm sorry."
"No, it's fine. But we're both drunk and I'm just not ready." I explained, blushing, embarrassed by the whole situation.
"It's all good." Pein smiled good naturedly, kissing my forehead, and getting off of me. "Let's hit the hay."
We headed up to the room and I slipped into pajamas before slipping into bed, nudging Bonbon aside to make room. I slept like the dead, so tired from all the wine and activities of the day. It's no wonder I felt nothing.
When I woke up the next morning, everyone was still asleep but it was definitely later than I normally wake up. Yawning, I sat up and headed to the bathroom for obvious purposes. However, I caught sight of something in the mirror. Across my lower back. I lifted my tee a little higher too look at it in the mirror. Tramp-stamped across the small of my back, in smoky letters with fancy designs on either side, was the one word that represented the revenge Kakuzu had muttered about:
Rinnegan
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A/N: FINALLY DONE! God, that was a long chapter! So review! Review! Review! Haha, she got piercings, AND a tramp stamp! Lolz!
Also, anybody love this story enough to do fanart for it? Because, if so, please do and then send it to me so I can love you forever!
