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show, I don't have a fan club, I don't own Naruto!
Cheesy, yes; but dumb- no! * * *
"Where's Sakura- chan?" asked Naruto as he reached the table he had been sitting at earlier. Kakashi smacked his forehead.
"The dunce lost Sakura," he muttered. "Great."
"She'll find her way back here, we can just wait," said Sasuke. Naruto flopped down in a seat and handed the cups to his sensei.
"Well, at least I got cups," he mumbled angrily.
* * *
"See? It's nice out here," Hideaki explained, placing an unlit cigarette between his lips. He struck a match and cupped it to the end of the cigarette, and threw it to the ground after a second.
"Yeah," agreed Sakura, watching as Hideaki leaned against the building and blew a small jet of smoke through his nostrils.
"Have a seat, don't be so uptight," he said calmly, taking a drag on the cigarette. He motioned his hands to a pile of sheetrock. "Have a seat." Sakura obeyed, relaxing on the pile. Hideaki looked at her from the corner of his eyes. "How old are you, anyway?" he asked.
"Fifteen," Sakura said honestly. "You?"
"Just turned sixteen," he said. "You're a littler older than my sister, she's fourteen."
"She seems nice," Sakura said offhandedly.
"Eh, she's a pushover. She won't help me in the 'family business'," Hideaki said, a hint of bitterness in his voice.
"Family business?" Sakura asked.
"You don't need to know. You're a sweet kid," he said.
"Tell me! I'm a CURIOUS kid!" Sakura joked. Hideaki looked up at her.
"Eh, fine," he started. He took a long draw on his cigarette before telling her, to heighten the suspicion. "I lead a gang around here. We're the toughest group in this town," he said with a shrug. "We loot when we have to, and deal out whatever we get. My sister was supposed to be the 'heiress to the throne' if I somehow got in too deep, but she backed out. Little bitch," he said icily.
"Oh," said Sakura simply, not wanting to push him. He stepped on his cigarette and leapt up onto the sheetrock next to her, sitting Indian style boredly.
"I shouldn't have told you. You're too innocent for that kinda stuff, you shouldn't hang around the likes of me," he shrugged.
"Aw, it isn't TOO bad," Sakura said comfortingly, reaching a hand over and patting his shoulder. He looked at her skeptically.
"You know, if you lived around here, I'd probably ask you to join. I can tell- you're tough underneath that girly outfit," he said with a smirk that looked very mush like Sasuke's. Sakura felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She realized that she WAS wearing a very girly outfit, and that it WAS a tad revealing... she smiled back at Hideaki nervously.
"Heh heh," she laughed nervously.
"I'm wondering what else is underneath that girly getup," he said smoothly, lowering his eyelids seductively and placing a hand on the building behind Sakura. Sakura scooted backwards, trying to avoid his 'busy hands'.
"No way," she said, holding her hands out protectively.
"Oh c'mon, don't play hard to get," he said calmly. "I know you like me," he said. He was right, of course- Sakura had found him attractive.
"Prove that you like me," he whispered, moving his lips slowly towards hers. "Come on, Sakura baby, I can get you anything you want in this joint- money, jewelry- all that shit," he said, pushing her against the wall. "All you gotta do for it is this." He reached a hand up towards her chest, but Sakura smacked it away.
"No!" she hissed. "Go away!"
"Jeez, you really play your part," he said angrily. "Now shut up!" He held a hand to her throat threateningly. Sakura gulped and started formulating a plan in her head on how to get out of this.
'If he moves like that, I can...' Inner Sakura plotted. Before she could get very far, his lips were pressed forcefully against hers, and his tongue invaded her mouth. She shrieked into the kiss, and immediately went into action. She brought her teeth down hard on his lips, and he back away with a short scream of pain.
"You bitch!" he yelled at her, holding a hand to his lip- she had bit him, and he was bleeding profusely. He brought his fist back, about to hit her- Sakura grabbed the fist and twisted it, sending Hideaki spinning to the ground. He gasped in pain, and Sakura jumped down and landed on his stomach. His eyes popped open wide for a second, then rolled back into his head.
"Jackass," Sakura hissed at the unconscious boy before standing back up and walking into the club.
Cheesy, yes; but dumb- no! * * *
"Where's Sakura- chan?" asked Naruto as he reached the table he had been sitting at earlier. Kakashi smacked his forehead.
"The dunce lost Sakura," he muttered. "Great."
"She'll find her way back here, we can just wait," said Sasuke. Naruto flopped down in a seat and handed the cups to his sensei.
"Well, at least I got cups," he mumbled angrily.
* * *
"See? It's nice out here," Hideaki explained, placing an unlit cigarette between his lips. He struck a match and cupped it to the end of the cigarette, and threw it to the ground after a second.
"Yeah," agreed Sakura, watching as Hideaki leaned against the building and blew a small jet of smoke through his nostrils.
"Have a seat, don't be so uptight," he said calmly, taking a drag on the cigarette. He motioned his hands to a pile of sheetrock. "Have a seat." Sakura obeyed, relaxing on the pile. Hideaki looked at her from the corner of his eyes. "How old are you, anyway?" he asked.
"Fifteen," Sakura said honestly. "You?"
"Just turned sixteen," he said. "You're a littler older than my sister, she's fourteen."
"She seems nice," Sakura said offhandedly.
"Eh, she's a pushover. She won't help me in the 'family business'," Hideaki said, a hint of bitterness in his voice.
"Family business?" Sakura asked.
"You don't need to know. You're a sweet kid," he said.
"Tell me! I'm a CURIOUS kid!" Sakura joked. Hideaki looked up at her.
"Eh, fine," he started. He took a long draw on his cigarette before telling her, to heighten the suspicion. "I lead a gang around here. We're the toughest group in this town," he said with a shrug. "We loot when we have to, and deal out whatever we get. My sister was supposed to be the 'heiress to the throne' if I somehow got in too deep, but she backed out. Little bitch," he said icily.
"Oh," said Sakura simply, not wanting to push him. He stepped on his cigarette and leapt up onto the sheetrock next to her, sitting Indian style boredly.
"I shouldn't have told you. You're too innocent for that kinda stuff, you shouldn't hang around the likes of me," he shrugged.
"Aw, it isn't TOO bad," Sakura said comfortingly, reaching a hand over and patting his shoulder. He looked at her skeptically.
"You know, if you lived around here, I'd probably ask you to join. I can tell- you're tough underneath that girly outfit," he said with a smirk that looked very mush like Sasuke's. Sakura felt uncomfortable under his gaze. She realized that she WAS wearing a very girly outfit, and that it WAS a tad revealing... she smiled back at Hideaki nervously.
"Heh heh," she laughed nervously.
"I'm wondering what else is underneath that girly getup," he said smoothly, lowering his eyelids seductively and placing a hand on the building behind Sakura. Sakura scooted backwards, trying to avoid his 'busy hands'.
"No way," she said, holding her hands out protectively.
"Oh c'mon, don't play hard to get," he said calmly. "I know you like me," he said. He was right, of course- Sakura had found him attractive.
"Prove that you like me," he whispered, moving his lips slowly towards hers. "Come on, Sakura baby, I can get you anything you want in this joint- money, jewelry- all that shit," he said, pushing her against the wall. "All you gotta do for it is this." He reached a hand up towards her chest, but Sakura smacked it away.
"No!" she hissed. "Go away!"
"Jeez, you really play your part," he said angrily. "Now shut up!" He held a hand to her throat threateningly. Sakura gulped and started formulating a plan in her head on how to get out of this.
'If he moves like that, I can...' Inner Sakura plotted. Before she could get very far, his lips were pressed forcefully against hers, and his tongue invaded her mouth. She shrieked into the kiss, and immediately went into action. She brought her teeth down hard on his lips, and he back away with a short scream of pain.
"You bitch!" he yelled at her, holding a hand to his lip- she had bit him, and he was bleeding profusely. He brought his fist back, about to hit her- Sakura grabbed the fist and twisted it, sending Hideaki spinning to the ground. He gasped in pain, and Sakura jumped down and landed on his stomach. His eyes popped open wide for a second, then rolled back into his head.
"Jackass," Sakura hissed at the unconscious boy before standing back up and walking into the club.