AN:/ A whole freak hour, an hour! That's how long it took me to upload this thing! Ugh, sometimes I don't think it's worth it.This Chapter goes out too all those Sakura lovers who are a part of Sakura Heaven. You know you're awsome.
Disclaimer:/As I have said before I,do not own Naruto or anything in the Naruto world, but you should know that I do own this storiy and it's plot line so please don't steal it! (© Copyright 2007 Vesper chan (FictionPress ID:562926). All rights reserved. Distribution of any kind is prohibited without the written consent of Vesper chan.) See! Now it is legal! Gosh!
Warning:/ (cuz I really think you guys need this) Lots of OOC, it's an AU fanfiction with no one acting the way they should!
Chapter Eight
Sunsets
Sakura sighed, un-jamming her key from the lock and opening the front door to let her house guests in. Her irritation was now hardly noticeable as she kicked off her shoes and unbuttoned the front of her jacket, while untying her neckband.
"Moget!" she called unbuttoning the first two buttons of her long sleeved white shirt and heading down the hallway. When she received no reply she pouted. "He must still be out. He wasn't home last night either."
"Who is Moget?" Sasori asked feeling a bit over protective about who his perfect blossom knew. If he was a guy that liked Sakura he wouldn't be around for long.
"He's my pet, I guess I'll just leave his food out for him whenever he comes home," Sakura replied, lazily pouring some ferret food into a small red and black dish.
"Oh," Sasori murmured to himself relaxing a bit.
The scarlet eyed male walked over to the couch and picked up his black and red Akatsuki robe and threw it around his shoulders. When he and Deidara had decided to leave the house in order to 'rescue' Sakura, both he and his partner decided to discard their cloud dotted robes of red in black ,since they were most likely not a common accessory in this world. When they left, all he wore was a black muscle shirt and some black pants tucked into his sandals. Deidara wore the exact same thing with a black tank and a fishnet over it.
Looking around for his partner, he spotted him in a corer with the rest of the males deep in a Sakura chan fan club meeting. It looked like the were trying to bribe Sasuke into selling his Sakura plushi, something he didn't look like he was going to do anytime soon.
Wait!
Deidara and the rest of the boys… That meant Sakura was alone.
Looking towards the kitchen, he spotted the object of his desire busying herself with a rather large dinner for her house guests.
Coming up behind Sakura, he wrapped his arms around her shoulders and nuzzled into the back of her hair mumbling a hello.
"Hello Sasori," Sakura calmly stated, stirring the sauce for one of her mother's favorite dishes.
"It smells good. What are you making?" he asked, sniffing the air before returning to nuzzling the back of her head shamelessly with a wicked smile.
"This is that sauce for pasta. It's a Italian dish my mom likes to mike since her mother was Italian," she replied, continuing to stir the dark red substance in her pot.
Sasori nuzzled his way from her hair to the back of her ear and began to nibble on it. "Tastes good too," he huskily whispered, sending chills down Sakura back.
"Sasori s-stop it, I'm trying to cook," the rosette haired girl complained, only slightly annoyed.
The scarlet eyes male pouted in a teasing manner resting his chin on her shoulder and leaning his face into her own. "But why my dear?"
Sakura bit the inside of her moth to keep herself from shuddering at how his breath tickled her exposed neck in a most pleasant way, she was after all human. "S-Sasori…" She breathed a bit sleepily lowering her eye lids and letting her head roll to the one side giving him a better view of her graceful, swan like neck.
He eagerly began to trail butterfly kisses up and down Sakura's neck, enjoying how her veins beat rapidly under his hungry lips. Stopping on the main one, he ran his teeth along it making Sakura visible shudder at the touch. Trailing his tongue along the blood line, he ravished the feeling coursing through his own veins. He never felt so alive before this. It was a beautiful feeling. Oh how he wished and prayed the two of them could stay this way for all eternity. Just like this, her, his angel in his secure protecting embrace forever and ever.
"S-Sasori…" Sakura shakily breathed out once again, nearly gasping when he hesitantly nipped the side of her neck.
"Yes my dear," he growled out possessively, putting a lot of emphasis on the word 'my' as if Sakura were a possession or object. He smirked to himself at how his voice sounded on her lips.
"I…I have to make dinner," she answered, trying to pull out of his grasp but gasped when he growled pulling her back into his selfishly obsessive embrace.
"Mine..." he breathed out darkly.
"Sasori? I need to cook dinner let me go."
Sasori shook his head and gripped her body tighter. "I'll never let you go. I'll hold you like this forever, and that will be perfection. The purest form of art my dearest."
"I don't want to be your art. I just want to make dinner. Will you at least let me do that?" Sakura asked, a bit annoyed that she was still in the red head's embrace.
Sasori remained silent for a few moments before grudgingly releasing the rosette haired female just enough for her to reach to pot on the stove.
"Thank you," said Sakura, as she continued to stir her sauce. "I didn't even ask but so you like Italian?"
"I'll like anything you make my dear," Sasori replied, releasing his hold on her and moving to stand beside her.
"Why do you keep calling me that?"
"Calling you what?"
Sakura rolled her emerald green eyes at how the red haired was playing dumb. He knew very well of what she was referring to. "Why do you keep calling me 'My dear'?"
"Because that is what you are my dear," he replied, with a sly smirk and scarlet eyes gleaming with mischief. He loved seeing the confused and frustrated pout of her innocent untouched lips and the way she scrunched up her cute button nose. She was simply too cute for words in his eyes. It was fun to make her look that way and even more fun to make her look at him in that way.
"What am I?"
"Mine. You are MY dear and no one else's. Mine," Sasori replied, bowing his head into her own and nuzzled noses with her.
"I am not a possession or object that you can just own," Sakura shot back, a bit annoyed a how degraded she felt. She was not a stray puppy that could be claimed or owned by others. She was a human being with rights just like the next guy.
Sasori chuckled at how innocent a naive his precious flower was. "Think what you want my dearest blossom but I will make you see one day that you are mine and no one else's."
"I don't think, I know I am not a possession," Sakura stated, with a strong defiant tone to match the rebellious tone in her voice.
"As you wish my dearest."
With that said Sasori pecked Sakura on the cheek and left her to join the others in their super secret Sakura fan club meeting. He seated himself down next to Deidara who seemed to be the leader and began to listen to whatever they were discussing. Sakura sighed and shook her head while rolling here eyes. Though she would never admit it she liked being desired and fought over by all the guys. It made her feel as if she was worth something.
What she could do without, was how degrading the whole 'mine and only mind' thing that seemed to be going on with everyone. It was as if she were a trophy or prize they were chasing only for the challenge. Maybe that was all she was to them. An prize to be won.
Flashbacks of her and Ino from their childhood and their present state flashed through her mind and she frowned at the memories. Ino betrayed their friendship and used her when she saw something better that she though her friendship with Sakura was. It hurt real bad when the day came and Sakura promised herself she would never let herself feel that kind of pain ever again. Were they any different from her former best friend?
"Give it to me Sasuke teme you already got a plushi, I want that ribbon!" Naruto cried, before jumping on Sasuke and tackling him to the ground and rolling over him while trying to get something out of his hands.
"Back of you baka they're both min!" Sasuke growled back, kicking Naruto and keeping the raging blond back with his foot securely planted in his chest.
"Hand it over Uchiha," Neji sneered, getting ready to tack the desired object by force if necessary at the drop of a word.
Gaara set behind him glaring threateningly sending the same message with his narrowed sea foam eyes.
"Bite me Hyuga!"
Sakura winced as she watched Neji joined the skirmish and tried to bite Sasuke on the hand. Though she told him and Gaara not fighting she wasn't seated between the two so she allowed the two to do as they wished. Actually it was rather amusing to see a group of mostly grown boys fighting over a simple hair accessory so aggressively.
"Gaara get off me!" Sasuke gasped, feeling another body's weight fall on him in an attempt to steal his precious treasure.
"Give it to me Uchiha!"
"Never-ow! You bit me you sand rat!"
"I guess they are different…" She mused with a soft smile as she watch Sasuke insult Gaara and add another body to the brawl over a red ribbon she wore in her hair the other day.
Sakura shrugged turned down the heat on the burner and reaching for her school bag. Digging out the mail she stuffed in the front pouch when they stopped at the front desk, the rosette haired girl thumbed through the various junk mail creating a throw away pile and a look over and the throw away pile. Looking over a bright blue pamphlet she opened the parchment in interest.
'HYA-KU MIZU AQUARIUM Celebrating over one hundred years of beauty'
it read on the front in big bold letters to catch people's attention. Interested she slipped open and red the inside with interest.
"So tomorrow is their anniversary eh? It says here that tomorrow admission is free for anyone who wants to see their displays," she stated aloud. Looking behind her she noticed the boys still fighting over her ribbon with the exclusion of Deidara and Sasori who were in a heated debate over art.
She was surprised, and thankful, that none of them were pestering her. "I guess I could take them tomorrow and pick up the flyers the next day. Besides I want to see the baby seal display they have there," she said to herself snickering at how cute the baby seal would be in person.
"What are you smiling about Sakura chan yeah?" Deidara asked, popping up in front of her face with a curious expression.
"Gah, Deidara? Weren't you just talking to Sasori a minuet ago?" Sakura asked, jerking back a bit surprised at how close his face was to her own.
"He had to go the bathroom so I don't have anyone to talk to anymore, yeah," The blond artist ninja lazily explained, playing with a stray stand of hair.
"Oh… I heard you two talking about art and I guess I didn't think you two would stop talking anytime soon," Sakura explained.
"You seemed really into it." "I know, Sasori and I have completely different views on what true art is. He thinks true arts lasts forever and I think true art is fleeting, yeah."
"Have you ever considered the fact that it might be both?"
"What? How could it be both, the two are completely different, yeah?"
Sakura chuckled at his expression and brushed most of the junk mail to the side, "Well give me an example of what you both think art is."
"True art is fleeting, a explosion, a bang, kind of like fireworks I think. Sasori thinks art is forever unmoving unchanging like…a wooden puppet."
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Sasori emerged from the bathroom and walked down the hall halting when he caught the end of Deidara's sentence.
"-I think. Sasori thinks art is forever unmoving unchanging like…a wooden puppet."
"Well Deidara I still think it can be both." Sakura replied causing Sasori to frown in confusion.
"How could someone thing that two things so different could both be art?"
"Tell me how," Deidara asked, interrupting Sasori's chain of though and bringing him back to reality.
"Well, have you ever seen a sunset?"
"Of course I have Sakura chan. I've seen hundreds of sunsets," he answered, confused as to where this conversation would lead them.
"Then tell me, how often do sunsets happen?" Sakura asked, resting a hand under her chin in a elegant manner, fixing her entrancing emerald orbs on the male in front of her who was blushing under her gaze.
"Everyday, yeah," Deidara answered, still confused.
"But for how long do they last every day?"
Deidara stopped and though for a second before replying. "Not….very long, yeah."
Sakura smiled as the look of understanding replaced the blond's puzzled expression. "Exactly, not very long. The are true works of art and they are fleeting, lasing only a few moments in their true beauty, yet they happen everyday over and over again. The daily ritual will last forever and ever displaying it's beauty for only a moment each day. That's what I believe is true art. A rarity, forever and only a second."
Sakura blinked when she noticed that Deidara was quiet and staring intently at her with wide sapphire blue eyes as if she were the person that invented chocolate. (Oh how she wished she could meet that guy)
"Um Deidara? Deidara? Is something the matter?" Sakura asked, waving her hand in front of his face. She began to grow worried when she received no reaction. "Dei-"
Her words were interrupted when the said male jumped forward over the table tackling her in a hug the sent her off her crooked chair and onto the floor. "Sakura chan you really are perfect, marry me yeah!" Deidara cried through his hug still on the floor with a very red Sakura under his rather…awkward… embrace.
Deidara blinked in confusion when he felt a rather heated killing intent looming over him and the now pinned down Sakura.
"Eh, what do you want yeah?" Deidara asked, with a pout a bit annoyed with the fact that his time with his precious Sakura chan was being interrupted.
"Get. Off. Her." Sasori breathed out angrily. with darkened eyes at the way his partner and now rival in love was holding what was his and only his.
Deidara pouted like a little kid and held onto Sakura tighter. "I don't want to, yeah."
'Oh God, someone save me!'
Sakura silently prayed too embarrassed/scared to move in the slightest, since Deidara had her in a very tight hold, a very tight and a very close hold. She doubted that their bodies could be any closer.
"Deidara…" Sasori growled, drawing out the blond's name in a threatening manner.
"That's my name, yeah."
The pinned down female squeezed her eyes shit and kept them that way. She faintly remembered being held this way by the blond in the early morning but her brain doesn't start properly working until noon so she really didn't register it as it did now when she was wide awake. Deidara was way too close for her to be comfortable. She was a picky person that needed a lot of personal space.
"D-Deidara, I need to fix dinner. You need to let me go…" she stuttered, turning her head away and trying not to scream for the lack of personal breathing space.
"But Sakura chan, I don't want to let you go yeah," Deidara whined in a pleading tone.
At least he wasn't in that serious mood he was using on her when they were on the roof. That really scared her and she hoped to never see him like that ever again even though she had to admit he came off as rather attractive…
No, bad thoughts bad thoughts!
"Deidara, I really don't mind you hugging me but not like this with you on top and me pressed up against the floor. Please just let me stand up."
Deidara pouted but nodded his head and started to climb off Sakura much to the relief of both Sasori and the abused female. She was hugged, kissed, and even licked way too much for a lifetime much less the past four days. At least they weren't making out with her…yet.
Sakura sighed sitting up and was about to stand up when the scarlet eyes puppeteer grabbed her wrist from behind and pulled her up against his own chest. "What the, Sasori? What do you think you're doing?" Sakura asked, feeling as if she were going to have a mental breakdown due to the amount of times she was handled in such a way in a matter of a few hours.
"Sasori Danna, let go of Sakura chan! She said I could hug her when we got up yeah!" Deidara protested, clearly angered that his time holding Sakura was drawn to and end and even more so that it was because someone else was with her.
'I never said that!'
Sasori didn't reply at first except to smirk in triumph. He was too busy enjoying the sensation currently coursing through his veins at the mere touch Sakura gave him. Even though they all had human bodies in this world and he could feel most things, the shock he got from connecting his flesh with her own was something else competently different. Something he couldn't feel anywhere else.
"I don't want to yeah," he mocked, stealing Deidara's earlier words.
Deidara fumed and stomped his foot angrily. Once again Sakura was reminded of a kid not getting his way.
'What am I the mother of these boy?'
"Sasori danna, that's not fair. I wanted Sakura chan first. She's perfect for me yeah!"
"No she is perfect for me Deidara," Sasori shot back, calmly wrapping one hand across the girl's lower abdomen and the other diagonally across her chest while lowering his head into the crook of her neck. He smirked even more when he saw the outraged look on his partner's face.
Why did he give up these emotions again? He couldn't remember.
Deidara's anger only grew when he saw Sasori give Sakura's neck a quick lick. Licking was suppose to be his thing. "Sasori, stop molesting Sakura chan yeah!" Deidara shouted with a loud voice, pointing an accusing finger at the red head.
At the mention of 'Molesting' and 'Sakura chan' in the same sentence all the boys in the room looked up freezing with shock and/or fear.
Their fight over Sakura's ribbon completely forgotten.
"Sakura chan…" Sasuke breathed with wide eyes.
"…Is…" Gaara choked out with a shaking body.
"Being…"Neji continued with a shaky voice at the though.
"…Molested?" Naruto finished with fear surrounding him in a heavy fog. 'I was the one that was suppose to be doing that' the younger blond though mimicking the though of every other boy in the room aside from Sasori.
"Sasori let go of me before they try to kill you," Sakura warned, trying to break free only to be held back by an iron grasp she was annoyed to recognize yet again.
"I'll happily die by your side my dearest," he breathed huskily, making Sakura blush heavily.
That was actually…really…sweet in her mind. Something like one of her story book heroes would say.
Gaara noticed the blush on Sakura's now scarlet tainted cheeks and growled. He was the only one that was allowed to hold her in such a way and make her flush. Him and only him, not Sasori, not Deidara not Sasuke not anyone! "You had better let her go puppet boy," Gaara growled clenching and unclenching his fists in anger.
Sasuke narrowed his onyx black orbs letting them flash crimson for a second before reeling the Uchiha power under his control once more. Out of the corer of his eye he noticed Naruto's eyes leaking the bright color crimson as well. It really annoyed him how everyone always had to chase what was his. He was the first one here. He was the first to speak to her. He was the first to claim her. Sakura was his.
Naruto took a half steep forward in blind rage, aiming to charge the puppet master head on and rip him to shreds, but the remembered Sakura was in his grasp. There was no way he would risk her safety in any way shape or form. He cared for her own well fare more so than his own. If she wasn't there Naruto would be on a rampage with killing intent all over the red haired puppeteer.
Neji's eyes narrowed tightly letting a few stray veins crawl away from the corners as his bloodline begged to be activated and used to kill. Or at least beat him within a inch of his life. He didn't think Sakura would like the idea of cleaning up a dead corps. "I suggest you take the logical path and release Sakura chan," Neji hissed dangerously.
Sakura bit the inside of her cheek panicking a little bit. The boys looked like they were going to kill Sasori and she didn't put it past them. She might not know that much about their world or their culture but something told her that these boys were not the type to follow the rules.
Glancing over at the tea kettle and her pot of sauce her eyes widened slightly. Praying silently she noticed that her tea kettle was just about to scream, a possible sign her get out of jail free card. 'Please just flipping scream!' God must have been in a good mood, because in the next second her tea kettle began to scream at a high pitch due to it's content's being bottling in with no escape.
For a split second Sasori loosened his grip on Sakura due to the noise and looked up in surprise. Sakura didn't wait for another miracle to happen and took the opening like a jack rabbit would take to his home. Sasuke and Naruto saw Sakura bolt out of the puppeteer's arms and decided to make sure Sasori would not be able to reclaim Sakura in a very graphic and brutal way.
Graphic and brutal as in they jumped on him and started to pull out his hair and pants him.
"Die you puppet basted!" Naruto cried, attacking his hair.
Sasori naturally protested and kicked Sasuke hard in the gut when he tried to embarrass him in front of Sakura, saving his pants. He growled out angrily when the blond fox brat wouldn't let go of his hair and tried to jerk him off only to be hit in the eye.
"Ahh, get the hell off me!" he hissed at the pain in his eye.
Gaara and Neji merely stood back watching with amusement. Something about the one time Sakura had asked them to stop fighting with each other at the fair had changed their perspective on the subject.
"Sakura chan!" Deidara cried, trying to glomp her with twin rivers of tears streaming down his face due to relief.
Sakura squeaked in surprise and skidded into the stove slamming hard against it. The impact caused the pot of sauce to tilted and fell over spilling it's dark red contents all over the pink haired girl.
"Ow…" she moaned falling onto her back and into a puddle of dark red sauce that stained the front and now back of her once clean white shirt.
There goes dinner.
"Oh my God Sakura chan's dying, look at all the blood yeah!" the youngest blond cried in utter panic, seeing his not so secret love covered in her own 'blood' and lying in her back not moving.
And then if it wasn't chaotic enough, hell just broke loose.
"I hate my life."
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Sakura poked at her take out cup with her chopsticks and picked up a rather large chunk of rice between the two pieces of wood in her hand. A bit of the white food sticking to her cheek. The rest of the boys were likewise eating out of take out cups with chop sticks in random scattered places around her living room. Actually their places weren't that random since they all sat in a rather crooked circle of protective-ness around her.
Much to the boys pleasure the pink haired female had to change out of her dirtied cloths and was now wearing a pair of gray stretch pants and a tight yellow tee shirt with the words RISE AND SHINE in crooked red letters with a sunset and a pair of birds behind the writing. Her hair was still wet from the shower she took earlier.
The Book was resting under her elbow open to the slightly faded profile of Sasori and Deidara. Sakura had decided that they as new room mates needed to get to know each other better. So in between bits she would ask the boys questions about themselves that didn't show up in The Book. Aside from that it was dark out and she was determined not to let another pair pop up in her living room. She was already having trouble finding Sasori and Deidara a place to sleep.
Regardless of her earlier angered mood, after changing and paying for the take out Sakura found her lips rising in a smile every so often and her voice ringing in sincere laughter.
"Oh my gosh your fan girls really did that?" she asked with a surprised smile as Sasuke informed her of all the scary stalker like things his fans would do to him when he still lived in his own world. "I didn't think they would go that far…"
"Oh yes they would. They've done worse to Neji for Pocky's sake," Sasuke replied, after swallowing another clump of rice. "One time I remember we accidentally followed one of them to an underground auction where they bid off all of our missing stuff. They even stole our underwear, they were so obsessed."
"That is so funny. I can just see it now, Sasuke's boxers, who wants to bid on that," she laughed earning a look from Sasuke and Neji. Did you all have fan girls back in your own world?"
"I don't think I had any fan girls…" Naruto pondered before Sasuke kicked him with a snort.
"Yeah you did, not as many as me but you had stalkers. They were just all too shy to talk to you," Sasuke replied as Neji and Gaara nodded in agreement.
"What about you two? Did you have any stalker-ish crazed fan girls?" Sakura asked pointing her chopstick at Deidara and Sasori.
"You mean before we were criminals and joined the Akatsuki, yeah?" Deidara asked, earning a nod from the green eyed girl since her mouth was full of food. "Yup, I had a few but not many since most people though I was a girl at first glance."
"A girl? You don't look that feminine to me. Why would someone mistake you for a girl?"
Deidara shrugged his shoulders but smiled all the same. "I didn't mind too much. But I'm happy that you see me as a guy Sakura chan!"
"What about you Sasori? Any fan girls?"
"When I was younger I had a few but I was a solider of the Sand so I didn't have very much time for that," He replied picking through his own food before looking up. "What about you? Do you have any fan boy?"
Sakura nearly choked on her rise upon hearing what Sasori said. She almost dropped dead when she felt the tension in the room go through the roof. Oh how would she handle this? "Well…um yeah, maybe a few..."
She jumped when every guy in the room jumped up hastily asking things like 'who?' and 'where are they so I can kill them?' She decided against telling them about Lee even though them most likely already knew he had a crush on her. As annoying as the boy was, having him dead was a bad thing.
Coughing she silenced them and drew their attention. "You."
"What?" Neji asked in confusion by the simple answer.
"You guys are my fan boys," Sakura repeated with a calm voice, praying they bought it and didn't ask anymore question.
Each male looked away with a light blush evident on his cheeks. Even Sasori was blushing about being one of her fan boys. He was after all part of the club Deidara stated that worshiped her titled 'Sakura Heaven'.
Sakura laughed at the looks on some of the boys faces as they looked away in embarrassment. Her laughter was cut short however when the power went off after a loud bank sounded though out the apartment complex, the sound of Lee crashing into the eclectic box.
'Oh crap the book! As long as I keep it closed nothing will happen. All I have to do is keep it closed' she thought panicking for a split second before her logical side took over.
"Ah Sakura chan I don't like the dark yeah!" Deidara cried, using the lame lie as an excuse to hug and cuddle with her. Sakura cried out in shock and fell back dropping the book in the dark.
"No Deidara, The Book," she cried trying to find The Book before it's pages became exposed to the darkness.
And icy chill ran up her spine when her fingers found themselves touching the open pages of her demon cursed book of ultimate evilness that hated her with every fiber of it's being and enjoyed torturing her. Much to her displeasure the lights came back on and though Sakura could not see anything from her spot on the floor, she could feel someone new in the room.
Lifting her eyes upward she bit back a gasp at the sight before her. The new arrival took a look around and plopped back onto the couch.
"So who has the Sake around here?"
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Who was the Sake lover?? Eh? you know?
Random person walking by: Wow look at that cliffie!
Te he, I know I'm mean to end it there and make you guess, but I'm too tired to do anything else right now. Remember the hour? And besides, I want you all to guess on this one. In your reviews tell me who you think it is! I don't think it's too hard.
Please review,
Ja ne!