I don't own Naruto - VZ

Sakura was brushing her long pink hair when her stomach grumbled very loudly. Choosing to obey her tummy, she decided to find something to munch on in the kitchen. She sighed as she made her way to the kitchen, still combing through her long pink strands. It wasn't out of vanity really (well, a part of her did miss long hair. But keeping it short was just much more practical) but if she was going to keep it long for now, Sakura had to maintain it. Sakura was happy she had the sense to pack a brush and other toiletries in her rucksack.

Anyhow, The medic-nin walked through the halls and corridors with ease. This time, she knew where she was going. A few of the members had directed her to most of the rooms. Sadly, They hadn't told her where the exit was. Well, why would they? She was their prisoner after all.

Nevertheless, She no longer needed help when navigating to this part of the base. The pinkette was able to find her way to this particular room because Kisame actually stopped delivering her meals altogether. He said it was stupid for her to eat alone in her room when they could share a meal together in the dining hall. It was actually a sweet sentiment. That is, until the mist-nin ruined it by stating that he was also too lazy to run back and forth to bring her meals so many times a day. Anyways, as Sakura entered the room she realized it was occupied. Not that she had a problem with that. It's just that no one usually eats in the dining hall. Except for herself and Kisame. The majority of the members ate in their own rooms. Which Sakura thought was downright silly, there was a spacious area made for eating yet they all chose to be alone and not use it.

"What the hell are you staring at? Other than my fucking good looks." The silver haired-nin said with a rakish smile.

Sakura was embarrassed to be caught staring at Hidan. But of course, she wasn't going to give him satisfaction of her obvious discomfort.

"Dare to dream, bastard." She gave him a sugar coated smile while walking towards the refrigerator.

A silver brow arched.

"Don't have to bitch." He returned, then continued eating an entire plate of spare ribs.

She rolled her green eyes at the cussing man. Yes, she had used some dirty words herself. And the medic-nin tried her best not to. But whenever she was around the jashin worshipper, She made a special exception.

Her tiny hands pulled the handle and opened the fridge, revealing a wide variety of food. Sakura's mouth almost watered at the sight of dango. What could she say? The pinkette had a sweet tooth. Although she wouldn't mind something syrup coated as well. Maybe she should ask Kisame to bring her some anko-dumplings or umeboshi.

Too impatient to walk back to her room to enjoy her delicious snack, she plopped down on a vacant chair a few seats away from Hidan. This action didn't go unnoticed by the missing-nin.

"Too damn scared to sit next to me Sakura-chan?" The man taunted the little girl. Even going as far as to add 'chan' to the end of her name. Which was irritating because she knew how he had no regard for honorifics, at least from what she's noticed from her stay at Akatsuki. It was evident he was trying to rile her up. Needless to say, Sakura wasn't going to give him the gratification of her discomfort or anger.

And so, she stood up from her spot and made herself comfortable on the seat left of Hidan.

His purple eyes looked thoroughly amused by this.

"Of course not Hidan-kun." As she took a bite of her dango, she noticed the way his eyes practically gleamed.

"So how are you Sakura-chan? Enjoying your fucking stay here at Akatsuki?" Hidan had a maniac grin plastered to his face. It didn't take a genius to know that he was goading her.

"Oh yes, I've always wanted to be held captive by insane criminals, forced to be their personal medic, not to mention being confined against my will." Sarcasm coated her words and her voice was cheerful. But Hidan could see the fire in her eyes, the rage in those green depths.

He briefly wondered what it would be like to spar with her. The medic-nin was lethal in her own right; even he had to admit that. Monstrous strength and expert chakra manipulation? Hell, it would be a damn good fight. The Akatsuki member thought manically. Especially since he lost that fucking bet, it would be a good way to not only vent out his anger. But maybe even enjoy the battle. He really did relish an opponent who was a free thinker, who had not only power but intellect as well. It made the fight all the more engaging.

"We should spar sometime, it's a damn good way to get all that fucking anger out of that tiny body of yours." The silver haired nin commented, licking of the sauce from his meal, he smirked at her.

Sakura could feel blood rising up to her cheeks, from fury of his presumption that she was angry (well now she was). And from his earlier words. It was quite flattering, having another S-rank missing nin want to exchange blows with you. But She certainly wasn't going to let him know any of that.

"I don't have any anger!" Sakura hissed, green eyes flashing dangerously.

Despite the pinkette' s enraged aura, Hidan found he was not intimidated in the slightest. If anything, he reveled in her livid demeanor. The violent ones were always the fiercest in battle.

"Yeah fucking right." He scoffed, rolling his eyes like she had earlier.

"I am right." Sakura gave him an impish grin and took another yummy bite of dango.

"Tch, are you always this freaking annoying?" Hidan questioned.

"Depends, are you always this obnoxious?" Her mischievous smile widened further, even showing a bit of her white teeth.

"Only for you sweet heart." The missing-nin replied, taking a large bite from his meal, his eyes never leaving hers.

"…oh shut up, Just so you know…I am not always angry." The medic-nin before him added.

Although, the animosity swirling in those green eyes seemed to contradict her statement.

"Whatever you say Sa-ku-ra-chan." Which each pronounced syllable of her name, Hidan leaned close and poked her forehead, delighting in her stormy gaze.

"Oh hell, you should be happy you've got so much rage in you. You know how fucking boring you'd be if you didn't?" He muttered, relaxing into his seat.

Sakura didn't know whether to be once again flattered he just indirectly called her interesting or, be miffed at his attitude.

So she merely finished up her snack and put the dirty dish into the sink. It was silent for a few minutes. While she washed her plate, she noticed the silence wasn't unbearable.

As she exited the room, Hidan smirked and called out to her. Once he had her attention, he stated in seven simple words.

"Tomorrow. Twelve noon. Training grounds. Be there."

Her reply had him laughing like a lunatic inwardly.

"Do you really want to have your ass kicked by a ten year old?" Sakura put her hands on her hips and raised a pink brow threateningly. Promising to pummel him when given the chance.

Hidan could barely wait for tomorrow. Already anticipating their battle.

"Like you could even come close to touching this fine piece of ass, let alone fucking kick it."

To her credit, Sakura didn't blush or stutter, simply smirking and accepting his challenge.

"We'll see.." She said as she left the kitchen.

"Damn…..that bitch really is a piece of work." The jashin worshipper said to no one in particular.

Even when Itachi set foot into the kitchen, Hidan still hadn't been able to erase the tilt of his lips. He really was eagerly waiting for tomorrow noon.

The Uchiha ignored the silver haired nin and opened the fridge, only to find that his plate of dango was missing.

"Hn…."

"The fuck's your problem Uchiha?" Hidan asked, curious to what had made Itachi look rather irked.

"My dango has been stolen." The dark haired man deadpanned.

Purple eyes widened slightly.

Wasn't the brat eating dango just a while ago?

Damn….

Hidan was slowly backing away when Itachi turned and looked him straight in the eye. His sharingan flashing a vivid red.

Oh Fuck….

"I didn't eat your precious dango, Damn it! If that's what your wondering."

Still, the Uchiha didn't look convinced.

"Then who did?" He inquired darkly.

"…..uh."

Should he rat her out?

Itachi wouldn't kill her or anything right? It'd be a shame, then Hidan wouldn't get his match against the medic-nin.

Fuck. All this for a lousy stick of dango?!

Before Hidan could make a run for it, Itachi directed his gaze to the table. The other Akatsuki member followed suit. He then found a brush, some long pinks strands tangled within the bristles.

Hidan watched him put the puzzle together and to the jashinist's surprise, He smiled. Well, more like a quirk of the lips. But all the same, he no longer looked irritated. More like amused.

The fuck?

"Hn….I'll be taking my leave now." And so, the ebony haired ninja left and fast as he came.

"Weird." The remaining occupant of the room murmured before going to his quarters.

He had a scythe to sharpen, after all he had no intention of losing tomorrow's spar.

Only when Sakura shut her door, she realized she was being friendly to yet another Akatsuki member.

"Damn!"

And the lack of her hair brush.

"Double Damn!"

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