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Chapter 36
02 07 06 35 01 -04-
"You think it might be that Kabuto creeper?" I asked Temari. I don't know why I was so suspicious of him, but I just was. He just has a creeper vibe. Plus, he disliked my brownie. He's obviously evil.
"I don't know, he had tinted windows." Temari rubbed the back of her head, sitting down on the floor and reaching for some of the beer we had broken out. "It could just be any run-of-the-mill creeper, you know? You do attract a lot of creepers."
"I do not!" I huffed, grabbing some blackberry wine.
"Orochimaru." Sasori reminded me.
"And Kabuto." Kakuzu put in since he hated Kabuto as much as I did since Kabuto got him falsely arrested.
"And Gaara." Konan said.
"My brother's not a creeper!" Temari snapped at Konan.
Konan just gave her a look that clearly said 'Yes, he is; he's a deranged, creeper-panda,' which made Temari hang her head in shame because she knew it was true.
I took a deep drink from my bottle of blackberry wine and, after that, I can't remember what happened.
-I might have a drinking problem… maybe…-
For some reason, we were all in our swimsuits when I woke up. We all had wet hair, and we all smelled like salt water. Seems like we had a late night swim… And, for some reason, I was sandwiched between Itachi and Kisame. The rest of the boys were scattered around the room, with Hidan sleeping on top of the entertainment system and Sasori passed out of the balcony railing which I'm sure was dangerous.
Tobi, however, was quite pimping, asleep on the floor with Temari cuddled into him on his left and Konan on his right. Both girls had markers in their hands and Tobi had drawings all over his face. It made me giggle. Itachi, always having been the lightest light sleeper, woke up at the sound of my giggle. His red eyes, brighter than normal, searched my face for a moment before he kissed me.
His lips tasted like blackberry wine, and I'm sure mine did too. It was too early in the morning for me to even have a shocked reaction to the spontaneous kiss. I just kissed back. I knew I shouldn't. I still had mixed feelings about Pein and I really should be focusing on rebuilding my friendship with Deidara and I didn't want to seem so slutty all the time, but I did because it felt good to not care, to just let Itachi take the lead.
His tongue ran across my lower lip as he rolled over to hover atop me, moving us away from Kisame at the same time. I willingly opened up for the coming tonsil hockey. His whole mouth tasted like blackberry wine and his hair, smelling of salt water, hung loose and tickled my face. I wrapped my right arm around his neck and the other one around his upper back, under his arms, resting my palm on his shoulder blade.
"What are you thinking?" I asked Itachi when we broke apart, smiling at him.
Itachi smirked a secretive smirk and said nothing. He just got off of me, helped me up, and then vanished into the bathroom for an early morning shower. After he left, I noticed that Pein, who had previously been asleep on the coffee table, had vanished.
Oh, fuck, he saw us.
However, despite the confusion just caused by Itachi and the guilt caused by Pein's vanishing act, I had a good feeling. I just felt like today was going to be a very good day. And I felt like getting some food today.
I went into the kitchen and found Pein sitting on the island counter, staring at the open fridge. I stood in front of him, facing the fridge, and closed the door. He was wasting electricity, and if Kakuzu knew he was knowingly running up the energy bill, he'd kill him. Pein's hands wrapped around my bare stomach from behind and pulled me closer to him until I was against the edge of the island, between his two legs where he sat.
From behind, his lips pressed against the base of my neck. This was way too much attention from hot guys so early in the morning that my mind was going into overload and my massive hangover wasn't helping my judgment any, either. The blackberry wine had replaced my consciousness, sanity, and guilt-reflex. Why shouldn't I kiss Pein? Ten years wasn't so much, was it?
Pein kissed my neck again, an inch higher than before. "When you're sixteen, this won't be illegal anymore." He whispered. "Will you come back next year and give me a second chance when you're old enough?"
"You still like me?" I asked him breathlessly, lost in the moment. Honestly, I'd thought he'd been mature enough to just move on or be able to keep his emotions in check around me at least. Then again, he seemed just as buzzed as I was at the moment so that might explain this breech in our 'no touch' policy we'd enacted post-breakup.
"I like you." He assured me, kissing below my ear.
"But this," I said, putting my hands on his knees and running them a few inches up his things in a way no girl my age should do to a man ten years her senior, "is illegal until I'm sixteen?"
"Very illegal." Pen whispered, kissing my jaw.
I put one hand on the side of his face even though he was still behind me, pushing his head closer into my neck as he kissed it again. "Do you think we're so drunk that we'll forget this in an hour or two?"
"Probably." Pein told me what I wanted to hear, dotting kisses all over my neck.
"Then who's going to find out if we do something illegal?" I asked, spinning around to face him finally.
Pein sighed. "We shouldn't."
"But I want to," I pouted, and this time it was me kissing his neck.
"You're drunk." He reminded me.
"Your point?" I asked him, letting my lips hover just an inch from his and letting my hands rest a little too high to be appropriate on his thighs.
"We shouldn't," He repeated, pulling my body closer to his.
"Definitely not," I agreed.
And then, of course, his lips were on mine, my hands were in his hair, and we were totally ready to break the law. Until Itachi came out of the shower. "All yours Sakura. I'm going back to sleep." He called from down the hall, going into the bedroom instead of walking past the kitchen to return to the living room where he'd have to sleep on the floor again.
Pein and I leapt apart immediately. "Pick up on this next summer?" I asked him in a voice that was a little high. I knew I was blushing. Damn it.
"Y-yeah, okay." Pein said, also blushing and I went to take a shower while he went back into the living room to pass out again, both of us pretending that what just happened totally didn't happen.
When I got out of the shower, I still had a good feeling about the day. I made some cinnamon rolls for breakfast and everyone woke up, groggy and hung over, to devour them like people who had been starved.
After breakfast, Konan and Temari left to go pack for college. They only had a few days left before they had to be on campus. The others got ready for the beach except for Deidara and Sasori.
"Aren't you guys going to the beach?" I asked them, cleaning up in the kitchen while they lounged, sitting on the counter, looking like the beach was the last thing on their mind.
"Well, now that we're eighteen, we felt like going out to do some grown up, eighteen-year-old things." Sasori explained, looking like his evil, drunken self only a little extra evil today.
"Like buying porn and cigarettes and calling all those one eight-hundred numbers on the TV that say you must be eighteen years or older to call?" I guessed at their oh-so-mature plans with all the sarcasm I could muster.
"Exactly, un." Deidara answered proudly, not even fazed by my sarcasm.
"Do you want to come, Sakura?" Sasori asked.
"Sure, why not?" I gave in, and we all left immediately together without informing the others.
It was decided that we take Sasori's car. It only had one row of seating, though, so I was squished between Sasori in the driver's seat and Deidara in the passenger seat. Although, I guess there was no way we could have taken Deidara's motorcycle. The drunken part of my brain contemplated all three of us on the bike and smiled. I told the drunken part to shut up and stop fantasizing.
Sasori promptly drove us, at 100plus mph, to the convenience store to buy cigarettes. When we went in, I noticed the lottery tickets and remembered that Sasori and Deidara were also old enough to buy lotto tickets now. "Hey," I said, pulling on Deidara's sleeve while Sasori contemplated all the different kinds of cigarettes, "let's get a lotto ticket."
"Why, un?" Deidara asked, making a face. Our generation was just not into lotto tickets at all, huh?
"I just… feel good about today. C'mon, I'll pay for it and fill it out and everything; I just need you to get it for me, since I'm not eighteen." I pleaded.
"Okay, un…" Deidara said skeptically, knowing I'd lose. For sure. Lotteries were just so bogus. "Which one do you want?" He asked.
"The mega millions one, of course!" I huffed at him in an 'uh, duh!' tone.
"Oh, so you're gonna be a millionaire now, un?" Deidara humored me, handing me the ticket after purchasing it.
"If I win, I get to keep the money, right?" I asked him skeptically, before filling out the card.
"Sure, but you're not going to win, un." Deidara said, then added, "But if you lose, you have to be my slave for a week, un."
"Puh-lease," I said, filling out my card at lightning speed. "Your slave? That's so childish."
"So it's a deal then, un?" Deidara asked.
"Deal." I agreed, smiling wickedly and handing him my now-filled-out lotto ticket.
"Two, seven, six, thirty-five, one, and four, un? This is never going to win, un! You picked all low numbers except for thirty-five!" Deidara said, reading my ticket.
I pouted, angrily. "That is the best number sequence ever, I'll have you know!" I shouted, stomping my foot.
"What is it, un?" Deidara asked, sounding disgusted by my stupidity.
"It's the order you put paperback copies of the Harry Potter books in to make a rainbow!" I told him huffily. "2-7-6-3-5-1-4!"
"You have serious issues, un." Deidara informed me, but handed the lotto ticket to the guy anyway, who printed out our slip copy of the numbers.
"Good luck," He said, smiling at us.
"I got Camels!" Sasori yelled, coming towards us with his new pack of cigarettes.
"Smoke those, and I'll never kiss you again." I told him moodily as we shuffled out of the store.
"Awww," Sasori pouted.
We then drove to a kinky porn shop where the manager, an old fat guy, wouldn't stop staring at me, and Sasori and Deidara purchased a vile amount of pornography. "You guys are sick." I told them as we left, the old man still staring at my backside.
"It's all in good fun," Sasori said, smiling.
"Besides, this is giving me fun ideas for when you're my slave for a week, un." Deidara laughed.
"Pigs," I joked. I really couldn't stay mad at them, even if porn was totally disgusting.
Sasori faked pain. "Your words pierce me!"
I shook my head at his antics, and we drove back to the shop together.
When we got there, it was already time to open the shop. It was too hot to do much that day, in mid-august, so most people ducked from shop to shop for the free AC. When they ducked into our shop, however, we made sure to keep them there.
Somewhere between all the guys being topless to help endure the summer heat and me being in my bikini and some short-shorts, customers decided to stay a little longer and spend a little more. In the late afternoon, however, an unwelcome guest appeared. Kabuto.
"Hey, Mr. Creeper Van!" I called to him cheerily. I really did not like him.
"I assure you, I have no idea what you're talking about." He told me, walking straight to the cashier counter I was sitting behind and leaning on it, fogging up my counter, looking at me in a creepy way.
"What do you want?" I asked him moodily.
"I wanted to apologize to Kakuzu for the incident yesterday at the bank." He said, his voice oozing grease.
Bullshit.
"I'll go get him," I smiled, pretending to be sincere as I slid off my stool and disappeared into the back.
"Slutty little bitch," Kabuto whispered as I walked away but I ignored him.
When I returned with Kakuzu, Kakuzu smiled happily and punched Kabuto in the face.
"Ow!" Kabuto yelled. "How could you display such violence in front of your girlfriend?" He demanded in a stuck up, prick way.
"We're not dating." I informed him, disgusted that he even contemplated my private life.
Kabuto gave me this creepy, almost sincere-looking smile, his eyes twinkling. "Really?"
Kakuzu punched him again. Hard. We then tossed his unconscious body off the boardwalk because he was so obviously not worthy of the balcony. We did not see his slimy ass again for the rest of the day.
Finally, at 10:30, the shop finally, finally closed. Just in time for the lottery drawing at 11. I raced upstairs and the boys groggily followed. Dinner was thrown together at warp speed.
It actually turned out to be an omelet. It was breakfast food, but I could make it quickly and the boys didn't complain so it was all good. After throwing some toast with butter (or jam in Tobi's case) on their plates, we plopped in front of the TV for the lottery ticket.
"I love you, Sakura." Tobi smiled as he sat on the couch beside me and we turned on the television set.
"I love you too, Mr. Pirate." I told him, taking out my lottery ticket slip and snuggling closer to Tobi. If this were a cartoon, little hearts would be flying around us right now.
Pein slowly inched sideways until he was in position to sit on my other side but right before he could, Kakuzu jumped over the back of the couch and took his would-be place. Pein glared at Kakuzu briefly but Kakuzu gave him and innocent look and mouthed the words 'ten years' at Pein. Pein backed off immediately, trying his best not to look disappointed.
I watched the interesting exchange as Sasori came over and took it upon himself to sit on Tobi's lap, kiss me on the cheek, and just chill in that very spot as if he had every right in the world. Tobi, in an uncharacteristic display of annoyance, threw him off, but Sasori angrily dragged him to the floor with him, leaving the seat empty for Itachi to fill.
Itachi turned to me, raised his eyebrows suggestively, and then glared at Kakuzu when Kakuzu possessively dragged me into his lap. Zetsu immediately filled the space I left behind. "What's up, guys?" He asked, nodding and smiling as if what was happening here wasn't significant at all. Deidara promptly sat on Zetsu so, he too, was sitting next to me.
"SHARK ATTACK!" Kisame suddenly yelled, leaping towards the couch. All the guys immediately bailed, jumping out of the way. Even Kakuzu, speed of light, shoved me off of his lap and got out of Kisame's way so that Kisame landed entirely on me and the couch, the couch flipping over under Kisame's attack, both of us rolling over each other and into the wall.
I raised my hand limply beneath Kisame's weight since he'd landed on top of me. "I officially, hate all of you…"
"The lottery's about to come on, un." Deidara reminded me.
"Ahh!" I yelled in excitement, somehow miraculously finding the strength to push Kisame off of me, and jump back into the couch with enough force to flip it back over into the proper, standing position. Bonbon meowed and happily jumped into my lap as all the guys stared at me in surprise. Normally, there was no way in hell I'd be able to get Kisame off of me.
That's how excited I was for this lottery drawing. I had a very good feeling about today.
"Across America, with mega jackpots, it's Mega Millions time." The pre-recorded voice on TV announced.
Then, another guy in a suit came on and said "Hello America, I'm John Croach. Friday, August 15th, and tonight Mega Millions jackpot is an estimated 233 million dollars!
"To win tonight you have to match all five white balls and that gold mega ball." He said. And, with that, the balls were, quite literally, rolling. I glance back and forth between my lotto ticket, reading 02, 07, 06, 35, 01, (04) and the TV screen.
The first ball: 2
"YES!" I screamed from the couch. "C'mon, Harry Potter rainbow, for the win!"
"You do realize that winning the lottery is almost statistically impossible, right?" Zetsu asked me. Party pooper.
Second ball: 7
"…no way." Sasori said in awe, shaking his head.
"Yes way." Tobi said, nodding happily.
Third ball: 9
"FUCK!" Hidan yelled, until he realized that the nine had a line on top of it, marking it as a six.
"You're such an idiot." Kakuzu told him.
Fourth ball: 35
"Holy shit…" Itachi whispered.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…" Kisame was muttering over and over, shaking.
Fifth ball: 1
"There's no way this can be happening, un." Deidara muttered. " No way, un…"
"I never realized the power of rainbows." Pein mumbled.
"And that was your first mistake!" I told him.
"And now for the Mega Ball. Tonight's Mega Ball is-"
The TV went dead. Bonbon had accidentally stepped on the remote right at the most important moment.
"Noo!" I screamed and lunged at the kitty, who jumped out of the way. I, instead, slid into the remote control. I grabbed it, it suddenly becoming a difficult device to use as I struggled to figure out how to turn the TV back on and it kept slipping around in my hands until Kisame, tired of the wait, tried to grab it from me to do it himself.
However, Kisame was just as clumsy as me and he dropped the remote and then stepped on it, accidentally crushing it.
"Ah!" We all yelled at once.
"You idiot!" Sasori yelled at Kisame.
"How are we supposed to turn on the TV now?" Tobi demanded, boggled out of his mind and we all began to run around frantically.
"Why don't we just push the button on the TV set?" Kakuzu suggested wisely, him and Pein and Itachi being the only ones sane enough not to have just had a massive flip out because of the remote.
"Oh yeah…" We all remembered that the TV also had buttons on it.
Calmly, Pein walked over to the TV and pressed the power button. The Asian announcer guy appeared once more.
"Once again, here are your winning numbers." He announced, smiling, and a screen appeared, displaying the numbers. "Again, the Mega Million numbers are 2, 7, 6, 35, 1, and 4. Be sure to join us for the next drawing on Tuesday. Play on America!"
"I won…" I whispered.
"No way." Deidara looked absolutely speechless.
"IN YOUR FACE, RAINBOW DOUBTER! I FUCKING WON!" I screamed.
-END CHAPTER-
A/N: Okay, yeah, you can put the HP books in rainbow order, but that order only works for the paperback copies. Why HP? Well, the Half-Blood Prince finally came out on HBO, which I have free for three months (yay, fios!) and I've been watching it all week.
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