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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 Fifteen

Mall Maddness

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recap

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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!"

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"S-Sakura san, what the heck are you doing here?" Kiba stuttered out, turning a deep shad of red as he saw how she was position on the floor with Kimimaro's face planted right between her breasts. 'Damn lucky dog.'

"Me? I should be asking you two that question. I though this place was going to be closed," Sakura answered, paying little to no notice of her current situation under one of her best friends. Thank God for that.

Kimimaro pulled himself up and rolled off of Sakura, red in the face and panting a bit. He had just landed between her breasts after all. After so many nights of dreaming about something like that any many would be flustered. And heaven knows how many times, night and day, he fell asleep dreaming about Sakura.

Still, there was no time to dwell in dream land. Recovering his long lost voice, Kimimaro composed himself and forced away his blush so that he could apologize to Sakura in a proper manner. "I'm so sorry Sakura san. I did not know it was you."

"That's my fault too, I should have called out or something. I didn't know you guys were back from America though! Why didn't you tell me you were in Japan? I would have come to visit you right awa-" her voice died on her just then as she remembered how hard that would be with so many males living with her now. "When did you get back?"

"Yesterday morning," Kiba explained with a grunt to his voice. "Oro teme told us you were busy though and wouldn't let us call or anything."

"Please do not speak of Orochimaru sama in such a vugle way, Kiba san," Kimimaro softly asked.

"Tch."

Kimimaro and Kiba were both adopted sons to Orochimaru and were life long friends of the pink haired girl, having known her since they were still in grade school. Kimimaro had a health condition concerning his lungs, preventing him from being adopted by most anyone. Her godfather was one of the few people who knew how to treat his ailment and was willing to do so. For that Kimimaro was one of the most grateful and obedient sons in existence. Sometimes Sakura though he was a bit too obedient, seeing him obey some of the most ridiculous requests for no apparent reason.

Kiba had lost his family a while back and was a real troublemaker in all the foster homes he had been put in. Even though Orochimaru was a single guy-vowing to never marry anyone other then Tsunade- the social workers saw how well he did with his first son and begged him to take Kiba in, thinking he was some sort of miracle worker with boys. They were kind of right. Once Kiba started to misbehave, Orochimaru would sweetly take him aside and then give him what he lived to call 'the snake eyes'. Kiba never disobeyed after that, for obvious reasons. It was so much better for him if he behaved , since his 'father' wasn't above rewarding his sons. Kiba's reward came in the form of a little white puppy that was now almost as big as a small child.

"Why couldn't you write? I wouldn't have minded getting a letter."

Kiba shrugged. "Don't know. He didn't want us bothering you he said. There was something about relatives or something, too."

"Oh...I forgot about that..." she sighed, looking down and dejected.

Sakura remembered her boys and tried imagining their reaction to a letter from two of her best friends in the entire world. Of course they would take it the wrong way and of course they would go ballistic and mad crazy on her and that was something her house really didn't need any more of.

'Not that they should care, since they have plenty of willing little fangirls they can hang out with. Why would they need me? The probably only liked me because I was the only female they had any contact with. I should have know better than to have trusted those men. Really, when will I learn?'

Kimimaro noticed her dejected expression and felt his hear clench with worry. "Sakura san? Is there anything the matter?"

Sakura looked up and smiled, forcing herself to cheer up in front of the white haired male. Kimimaro had always been so kind to her, so caring too. She had noticed that a long time ago manifest its self in his nature, but it was especially evident when it came to his close people....people like her. Soon the smile she had been forcing became a little less fake.

"It's nothing Kimmy kun, I'm just so tired and worn out."

"Ah, was that because of me? I'm so very sorry for attacking you without knowing, Sakura san! Please forgive me. Would you like to lay down or have something to drink or are you hungry or-"

"Stop fussing so much," Kiba growled, wrapping an arm around Sakura to help her stand up. "Sakura's a strong girl, she's just fine, okay?"

Smiling up at her savior, she couldn't help but love how this guy gave her some credit-even after knowing about all the crap that was going on in her life prior to Ecstasy. "Thanks Kiba, but all the same, can I have a glass of water, I am feeling kind of thirsty."

"Of course,"Kimimaro said, rushing into the back room where they kept a whole stack of cooled and unopened water bottles. It was a dojo, after all, and so it's fighters need to stay hydrated. Before Sakura could count to twelve, he was back by her side with the water in hand. Smiling in thanks sakura took the drink and began to gulp it down, surprising the two boys with how thirsty she had been. Soon she was done with the bottle, having downed it so fast it's sides caved in.

"Wow, thanks guys, I needed that."

"Damn, girl! What were you doing?" Kiba laughed, taking the bottle out of her hands and throwing it over his shoulder to where the garbage can was. He missed, but no one seemed to care.

"Got up, walked to a friend's house, then walked here to the mall and then I started passing out flyer for that stupid school dance we have to go to, then I ran here and got into a fight with Kimmy kun and then that's about it."

"Oh, what's this about a school dance then?" Kiba asked, noticing how sheepish Kimimaro looked when Sakura mentioned the fight.

Sakura reached inside her back pocket and pulled out a folded flyer that had been stored there in her jeans. "It's nothing really major, just a way for the school to raise money. I wouldn't go unless I was forced to, seeing as how it's so stupid and-"

"We'll go," both boys said and the same time, cutting Sakura off.

"You will?"

Kiba smiled, toothily, reminding Sakura of a werewolf or something. "Yeah, why not. If you're going to be there if can't hurt to keep you company. These things are a major bore if you don't have a friend with you."

"If you are going Sakura san, I would not mind the dance part," Kimimaro added.

Sakura sniffed back tears that had begun to pool under her eyes. These guys were the best, offering to brave the horrors of school life along side here when she knew she was going to be avoided by those damned book ninja. If they were this bad at the mall, her school would be that much worse a place for her. At least kiba kun and Kimmy kun wouldn't abandon her. "You guys are the best!" she cried in muffled glee as she stumbled forward into both of them, dragging them into a group hug. Both turned red...or at least Kimimaro did, Kiba was more on the pink side.

"G-gee Sakura, it's just a little party. Did you really think it was going to be so bad? Maybe I should reconsider going if it's going to be a total bomb."

"No! Don't!" Sakura cried, jumping back in fear. "It's not the party, just the people I have to go with. Just a bunch of stupid guys..."

If she had been looking instead of staring at her feet she would have seen them tense at the word 'boys'. "Sakura san..." Kimimaro began in a calm tone, reaching out to hold her shoulder. "Who are these boys that you have to go with? Are they bothering you at all or giving you any trouble?"

Sakura tried to calm herself when she shook her head, but pictures of them flirting and laughing and posing for pictures with other girls came into her head and stuck. She tried to tell herself she wasn't jealous, because that would mean she cared for them or something, but that wasn't true, because she didn't. She was Sakura, the cold girl in the back of the class that hated most all men because they were, deep down, really all players and posers. Only a few like her father, her two godfathers and lifelong friends were the exception. Those boys who came from the book had no hold over her.

So why were her eyes stinging with unspilled tears? Why did she feel hurt when she saw them flirting with other girls?

"Sakura," both boys cried out at the same time once her tears spilled over, running past her waterproof makeup.

Orochimaru chose the worse moment to walk in, just then. What he saw was he beloved daughter like figure in the hands of his two sons, being held like she was being forced to stand, with tears spilling over her cheeks. Once the tears were seen, everything else in his mind went out the window, even if those were his two sons.

Kimimaro was elbowed out of the way and Kiba was pulled up by the scruff of his neck and throw across the room. Both tumbled back to their feet in a recovery move from judo training, only to see their father holding Sakura in his arms in a very protective manner. He didn't look like he would be letting anyone off easy for what he though they did.

"Somebody better talk, now," he hissed, anger lacing every word.

Sakura tugged on her protector's shirt, having her arms pinned so tightly that she couldn't do anything more to get his attention. "N-no don't Oro kun. It wasn't their fault. I-I just had something in my eye and they were worried about me. Please don't get angry at them for that."

Orochimaru looked down at the pink gaired girl that was pinned to his chest and weakened, mentally. "Sakura chan! You're wearing make up!"

'Of all the things to notice.' Kiba though with a grumble, stumbling back onto his feet.

"But more importantly, what was it that had you crying, because I know it wasn't something in your eye. Do you need me to take care of it?" Orochimaru asked, letting her go as his two sons came up to stand beside her.

"It's nothing, really, at leas it's nothing right now. But if it's not too much, do you have something I could nibble on. All of a sudden I'm hungry."

"Of course, Sakura chan, anything for you," he answered in a clam, fatherly tone before turning his narrowed eyes on the unlucky victim rubbing his head in the corner. You! Dog breath, get something out of hte frige for Sakura chan, and I don't want to see any of your half eaten crap!"

If this had been for anyone else, Kiba would have complained and told Orochimaru to stuff it somewhere, but since it was for Sakura, the girl who was closer than a sister to him, he only grumbled lightly to himself, while glaring at his adopted father. He would get Sakura some food weather he asked for it or not.

"Thanks Kiba kun," Sakura called after him, feeling a little guilty for being the cause of his discomfort.

"Forget about him, he's a big boy." Orochimaru took her by the shoulders and guided her to some of the folding chairs to sit down. "Now what I want to talk about is why you're here in the mall? Why didn't you call, I would have picked you up."

"Ah, about that...I'm here for a school event. We were suppose to be handing out flyers to advertise for tickets, but I guess it sort of got out of hand and..." Sakura's expression turned sour and she had a hard time going on with her explanation. It was easier this time to talk about it then it was the first time she tried, but it was really starting to piss her off, how she was treated. It wasn't making her sad anymore, now she was angry! "I guess I wasn't really nessiary for something like that."

"When you say 'we' do you mean you and the rest of the boys from..." Orochimaru looked up at Kimimaro who was listening in before leaning in to whisper in Sakura's ear. "Ecstasy?"

"Yeah, those guys," she replied, her bitter resent, clearly evident.

"That's wierd..." he mused, rubbing the lob of his ear as he thought. "They haven't been with you long so they should be still in the frantic, protective stage where they find it impossible to let you out of their sight. How did you get away?"

"They got mobbed by fangirls, but I think they liked it."

"Oh...."Orochimaru said, looking awkwardly away, knowing well enough how much Sakura hated fangirls and fickle people. No wonder she was in such a bad mood. What could he do to get her out of this slump, though. Suddenly his eyes landed in Kimimaro and a wicked grin overtook his lips. "That's always unfortunate, Sakura, but maybe it would cool your head if you sparred with Kimimaro kun for a bit, while Kiba finishes heating up your snack. You always used to like fighting, and don't worry, I won't tell Tsunade."

Sakura perked up at the idea and looked over to her green eyed friend to see if he approved and was delighted to see that he looked just as eager as her. "Would you mind Kimmy kun?"

"Not at all, Sakura san, it would please me greatly if we could exchange blows once more."

Sakura slipped off her bracelets and stepped out of her shoes so she that was in her bare feet. It was always better for her if she could feel the ground underneath her as it vibrated from the steeps of her opponent. She tossed her earrings and necklace over her shoulder, not really caring where they landed. She fell into a traditional Capoeira defense stance.

"You sure you won't regret this? I'm not off guard this time."

"Sakura san, if you remember correctly, you are never caught off guard. Shall we?"

"We shall." She swung first.

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"It's all your fault teme," Naruto whined, throwing his hands behind his head as he panted for air in the boy's bathroom. The only place those crazed fangirl's wouldn't dare enter. Too many gross horror stories, it seems.

"Shut up, dobe. This isn't my fault," Sasuke spat back, watching Gaara and Neji breath like winded pandas on the other side of the room.

"Yes it is!"

"How is it my freaking fault when I didn't do anything?"

"You accepted your brother's freaking stupid bet and made us all go all out with those freaking demon chicks."

"That wasn't his idea! If it was I wouldn't have bothered. The rest of the older guys were doing it and I think it was that guy Pein's idea, so I couldn't let them get away with that, now could I?"

"Whatever. If you hadn't, them maybe we could still be with Sakura chan. God knows where she is right now! What if she's being attacked by horny mall men. You saw how beautifle she looked today with makeup! What if she's being molest this very second and we're just-"

"Shut up! That's not happening! No one would dare touch Sakura chan!" Sasuke snapped, earning looks from both Gaara and Neji.

"What was that about Sakura chan?" Gaara asked, eyes narrowing.

"She going to get molest if one of us doesn't protect her!" Naruto wailed, throwing himself up against the wall in sobs.

Neji crossed the room with narrowed eyes to open the door only to slam it back shut after seeing all the screaming woman waiting on the other side. Really, why would he be interested in a woman three times his age. Wrinkles really weren't his thing. "Damn it! There's no other way out, we're trapped."

"Is there no other exit?" Gaara asked, a vein throbbing on his forehead at the though of his dear, precious, angel of a human, Sakura chan being attacked by anyone in a less then honorable manner. He was really going to loose his patience this way.

"The other exit is just as blocked." Sasuke calmly stated, having already tried.

"Sakura chan is going to get molested! Sakura chan is going to get molested, Sakura chan is going to get-"

"SHUT UP DOBE!" Sasuke whacked Naruto's head from behind.

"Sasuke is right, Naruto," Neji agreed, crossing his arms over his chest. "We need to plan a way out of this. We are ninja, are we not?"

"But Sakura chan is going to-"

"We can't act rashly Nartuo, or else Sakura chan will never get help. And besides, we don't know for sure if she's getting attacked at this moment. She could very well be idling around the mall, looking in shop windows, minding her own business," Gaara explained, looking around the room for an idea and finding none.

"But did you guys see her? She was freaking gorgeous this morning! Her jeans were just tight enough to show off all her curves whenever she walked and her eyes were so vividly decorated and her lips adorned with just enough gloss to make them look the most kissable, and her chest was-"

"Shut up Naruto before I start having a heart attack," Sasuke snapped, his face red and his body shivering. He looked deprived.

"Come on, teme, don't tell me you wouldn't want to hit that if you were some perverted horny freak stalking the mall."

"N-N-N-Narut-to!" he cried-(whined).

"N-Naruto has a point," Neji said, wiping away his nose bleed with a hand towel. "The chances of Sakura not catching someone's attention is not something I want to risk. We have to get out of her as fast as possible. Can we use a genjutsu to confuse these women?"

"Can we? I though it was harder to use chakra in this world," Naruto pipped up.

"Gaara was using his sand to show Sakura when we first met," Sasuke reminded, seeing Gaara nod. "I guess it's just a little harder. Do you want me to cast the illusion?"

"Yeah, hurry up with that, will you?" said Gaara, banishing thoughts of Sakura without her jeans from his mind. She would kill him is she found out he was a pervert just as much as the others.

"Okay, here goes."

Henge

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Sakura flipped backwards, trying to hook her toe under Kimmy kun's jaw and knock him backwards, but missed him by an inch. She landed on her hands, neatly before spinning sideways to kick at his form once more before folding forward.

He blocked and side stepped her attack, throwing out his own jaw, only to miss by a few inches. Sakura was the faster out of the two of them, if he had to admit it, and all her kick attacks gave her the distance advantage. She had longer than normal legs for her body size, and knew how to use them. She tried grabbing his face for a head but-one of her favorite moves- but he was able to black her hands and knee her in the gut.

She when down, but not before she grabbed his wrist and took him down with her. In midair she flipped them so she landed on his chest while he hit the floor with a loud thud. Dear Lord she was straddling his hips! He could feel her body shift as she slipped off his body too fast for him, and wrapped her legs around his body and head under her arm to form a choke hold.

"Give up yet?"

"Not quite," he gasped before he folded his body in the right way to slip out of her hold and flip her over his shoulder.

She recovered quickly and was about to go into a move she called the helicopter. When he face went white and her eyes rolled back. She gasped, falling over herself, her move ruined. Kimimaro was scared for her, knowing her health wasn't the best in the world. He took a steep towards her and was about to take another when she held up a hand, halting him. She took a deep breath and climbed back into her stance.

"Sakura san, if this is too taxing for you-"

"Don't think I'm bailing on you just when I'm about to win. It was just a light spell, I'm fine now, so you had better watch out."

She lunged forward flipping into her helicopter move, spinning hand over hand. Kimmimaro moved back on the defensive, knowing this was too strong and powerful of a move to block, so he had just better avoid it. She got him in the leg, hooking her owe foot around his ankle and pulling. He went down and she chased after him. It's impossible to attack when on the defensive, so this was great for her.

She dove for him, hoping to get him in a better hold when he countered, grabbing her and flipping her over so that she was under him. She squirmed and struggled, but he was too strong. The difference was too great to deny, when it came to plain old arm strength. Even if she didn't want to admit it, she was a girl after all. She tried rising up to him to shift their weight so that she could pull out a roll, but he wouldn't have that.

"Wanna try calling Uncle?" he teased.

Sakura was about to say something more when a dark black blur knocked Kimimaro off her.

"What the-" she gasped.

Kimimaro was pinned against the wall by none other than Sasori, and now Deidara was behind her, helping her up, even though she was starting to feel lightheaded once more. "Sakura chan, yeah! Don't worry, we're here for you and we'll protect you," the blond cooed, taking her into his protective arms.

"What do you think you were doing with Sakura chan on the ground there?" Sasori asked in a deadly hiss, pushing harder on the boy who was pinned to the wall.

"Sasori, don't!" Sakura cried, her breath heavy and labored from fighting and something else that was nagging on her mind.

Sasori chose not to hear her as he glared harder at the boy, squeezing his neck till Kimimaro's face began to turn purple. Just when Sakura thought Sasori would be the d eath of one of her best friends, a blur of white and brown knocked the red head away.

"What the hell do you think you're trying to pull?" Kiba hollered, enraged beyond belief. First his brother was getting killed by this guy and then he saw Sakura looking weak, trapped in the arms of some tinker bell wanna be guy. He couldn't decide which one ticked him off more. He glared at Sasori, ready to take this guy out. It didn't help that his dad was in back, finishing up their lunches and couldn't come out to help-not that he needed any help.

"Got out of the way, dog, before I make you," Sasori hissed, the threat obvious to anyone.

"I don't think that's your line. This is my dojo and that's my brother you are trying to kill. Plus that's Sakura chan you're harassing. I won't stand by while one of my best friends gets molested by some gay fairy with a hair problem. So why don't you fold out and leave us alone."

Deidara looked pissed off by that comment and wanted to say something when Sasori interrupted him with a quick punch to the chest. He had aimed to knock out the brown haired boy, but had missed when the kid dodged. The two of them really go into it when Deidara noticed the pale haired one Sakura had been trapped under, rise to his feet, looking more determined than ever. This was the guy that was trying to get his way with Sakura behind their backs!

"Damn you, ya little bugger. I'm going to beat you down so hard you won't be able to get up again," Deidara hissed.

"Release Sakura san," was all he said in reply.

Deidara let go of Sakura but stood protectively in front of her, blocking her from view. "Why, so you can try and rape her again. You're not going to be able to lift a finger against her as long as I am here to stop you, you freaking twit!'"

"Very well, I shall have to free Sakura san by defeating you."

"You're really starting to piss me off, boy."

"Funny, that was my line." Kimmy kun didn't have any more time to smirk, since Deidara came at him like a raging bull after a branding.

Sakura was watching from the sidelines, curiously unable to stand ot move, since she was too tired. For some reason she couldn't quite place, her body felt like lead and her gut felt like it was housing a New Year's firework celebration from China. Something wasn't quite right, but she paid that little mind as she watched the two fights take place before her.

With Deidara and Kimmy kun, it was obvious who was the more killed when it came to sparing. Deidara was having a hard time keeping up. While as with Sasori and Kiba, they were both pretty evenly matched, though Sakura suspected Sasori would have had the upper hand if he was a little more patient with his attacks and strategies. Both fights were really close and it surprised her when Kimimaro pivoted around on of Deidara's more wild attack, watching as the blond crashed into his partner. Sasori didn't look too happy.

"Sakura chan!" Itachi called from outside the dojo, coming in just when Sasori had pushed off his blond partner. Itach fell into a hug what wrapped all of Sakura up and rubbed his cheek against hers. "I was looking for you everywhere. I'm so glad I found you."

Sasori cursed loudly, throwing Deidara off of him and climbing to his feet. "Damn you Itachi, let go of Sakura, I'm the one defending her here!"

Itachi looked up, mildly amused before he leaned in and licked the side of Sakura's cheek. "Don't think so."

Sasori took a steep towards the soon to be dead Uchiha when the little dog of a boy that had been sparring with him ran towards her first. Seeing Sakura with Itachi infuriated Sasori, but seeing that little run of a human being with Sakura enraged him to no degree. He wouldn't have that little mutt of a man anywhere near his Sakura chan. He acted without really think, throwing chakra strings out to wrap around the boy named Kiba and throw him back against the far wall, away from Sakura.

"Kiba!" the boy with white hair cried, looking at his fallen brother who was just now climbing back to his feet.

"How that hell did you do that?" Kiba hissed, wiping the blood from his lips away.

"The same way I did this," Sasori calmly stated, throwing out more strings to pick him out and throw him back once more. He wasn't a S class ninja for nothing. Some pint sized ninja like this was nothing compared to him. He was Sasori of the red sand, fear all throughout the world for-

"Sakura chan! Sakura's chan what's wrong?" Itachi cried out siddenly.

Everyone's attention turned back towards the female who had gone limp in Itachi arm, her skin a now deathly shade of white as a small sliver of blood snaked out from her parted lips and down her jaw. She wasn't moving, and Itachi could barely feel her breathing. "Sakura!" he tried calling again.

"What's wrong with her?" Deidara asked, coming up on the pair, his jealousy now forgotten. Only Sakura's well being was on his mind now. "What hapened?"

"She just went cold and fainted in my arms. She's like a freaking corps, Deidara give me your jacket! She needs warmth!" Deidara did as Itachi told him, and slipped of the jacket he had found in Sakura's house that morning to set it over her and wrap it around her arms. He brush one of them with his knuckle and pulled away as if burned. She was like ice.

Once again with his perfect timing, Orochimaru came into the room, wearing a light blue and green checkered apron, his expression frantic. He soon spotted Sakura in Itachi's arms, cold and limp with blood leaking from her lips. "Move, he ordered once he was at her side."

Both boys did as he wished, watching as he examined her. His eyes widened when he felt her small chakra coils buckling under extreme pressure within her body. This was bad. "Kimimaro, call Tsunade chan. Sakura's coils are in shock!"

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AN2: I'm so glad I didn't spend another four months on this chapter. If I can keep up this pace, everything should be fine. On a side note, did anyone notice that I waited till I hit the 800 review mark before updating. That was on purpose. That's right, you're votes really do get me to update faster. BWAHAHA!

The rest of the boys are going to be in for a surprise when they find her in the dojo, passed out, eh? If you have questions about 'How the hell does Sakura have chakra coils?' remember her grandmother married a ninja, so she herself is part ninja I guess. I don't want to say anything more since that's in the next chapter.

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