I don't own Naruto – VZ
"This is really bad." Sakura mumbled to herself, thinking back to her time with Deidara just hours before. She decided it was best for her to put her mind on other things, like escape plan for example.
As she made her way to the bathroom, still dressed in her soiled yukata (she planned to wash it off inside), she pondered on the recent events. Her entire being buzzed with fear and anxiety just considering the meaning within the Akatsuki member's words. It had only been less than two days and how many men had already kissed her. Although Inner was thoroughly enjoying herself, she was not. At least that's what she's been telling herself. Over and over again Sakura tried not to feel anything over those brief caresses and touches. She told herself to forget about their declarations and promises of making her theirs. But honestly, her heart sped up and ached at the same time whenever she thought back on those stolen kisses. She won't deny how impossibly good it felt, or how exceptionally wrong it was to even indulge in such acts.
The pinkette found herself standing at the entrance of the bathroom, finding no one there, she entered and turned the knob of the shower. Immersing herself in the comfort of the steamy water, she let her mind wander and simply forget. After half an hour of hot water running down her body, soothing her tired muscles. She stepped out and wrapped a fluffy towel (that was in a pile next to the door) around herself.
Sakura then grabbed a small basin under the sink and proceeded to scrub down the brown stain from her pristine white dress. Inwardly, she hated how familiar she was with the base that she knew here the materials she needed were. Yet she couldn't find her way out. It was a problem that she had every intention of solving.
After several minutes of relentless washing, the stain had faded and soon disappeared as if it was never even there. She smiled at her handiwork, proud at herself for such a mundane task.
Sadly, only when she was half naked and far from her room was when she realized she had not brought any clothes with her. The rest of her wardrobe was safely tucked inside one of the drawers in her room.
There she went again! Speaking as if her room wasn't actually her cell. Shaking her head in frustration, she huffed. Annoyed at her carelessness. In the back of her mind, she wondered why she hadn't used the bathroom in her room/cell. But then the medic-nin suddenly remembered the lack of hot water in her washroom. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she had a vague memory of lying about that. Something about not having hot water there when in reality there was.
Sakura was irritated at the sheer irony of her situation right then.
Guessing that her lie was coming to bite her in the ass, she really had no choice but to make a run for it.
Just as she was prepared to speed through the hallways and into her room, the door of the bathroom swung open. Revealing a very handsome, very rude and very shirtless Hidan. He was carrying his Akatsuki robe and a black towel in his hand.
The look on his face screamed 'What the hell?'
But soon the surprised expression on his face shifted into one of smugness.
"Ah…. finally come to me have you Sakura-chan? About fucking time." He stated, stepping into the tiled room with ease and shutting the door behind him with a click.
Green eyes widened, finally registering his words.
"What? You don't understand Hidan." She raised her hands up to keep him from invading her personal bubble of space. Unfortunately, without her grip on the towel around her body, the fabric was in danger of slipping and falling to the slightly wet floor.
Blood rushed up to her cheeks and she turned immediately, fixing the problem with a tight knot.
"Uh-huh. So you're not here in the bathroom practically naked and waiting for me to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk on those pretty legs of yours for a whole damn week." He said casually, as if he was talking about the weather instead of much more intimate affairs.
He has a point. Inner added there was no bite in her voice. No, she was merely pointing out the obvious.
It's not my fault I forgot my clothes...
Sakura mentally hung her head down in shame, thanks to her carelessness; the situation did look like the image Hidan had painted in her head.
"Well, you see-" She was cut off by Hidan' s husky drawl.
"Oh trust me, I am." He looked pointedly at her chest. Which was pushed up due to the towel wrapped so snug and tight around her form. It didn't necessarily show that much-exposed skin but it did hint at it, quite heavily.
"Pig! Geez, all you men are exactly alike." The pinkette fumed, narrowing her eyes at a certain silver haired nin who looked like he was enjoying every bit of her anger directed towards him.
"What else did you fucking expect from us men? We have needs." At the last word, his purple eyes darkened. Sending warning bells ringing in her head, the familiar way he gazed at her was not a good sign.
Sakura decided it was time to leave.
"Hey now, where do you think you're going? Hm?" Hidan asked then started undressing and moving towards her, looking much like a lion who had now started to stalk it's prey.
"Out of here and away from you! Oh Kami, stop removing your clothes, just…Ugh!"
She was close to breaking, so close to the point of no return. And all thanks to the many attractive and seductive (Even she can't deny that) men surrounding her. If this went on any longer, she would most likely die from so many almost heart attacks. It simply wasn't healthy to put her heart under so much stress in the span of less than two days.
"I can do whatever the hell I want, that includes stripping in front of you."
She really wished he had come in the bathroom with at least more than a pair of pants and shoes. Because now he was down to his boxers, and she really wasn't in the mood for this.
I am! Inner shrieked at the top of her lungs.
Shut up! She thought back with irritation steadily building up in her system.
"I'm leaving Hidan and you can't stop me." The medic-nin grabbed her now clean yukata and headed straight for the door. It was a full proof plan, except for the man blocking her exit with a cocky grin on his lips. The Akatsuki member bowed down and tilted his head, whispering his next words into the shell of her ear so sinfully.
"Oh yeah? Why don't you fucking watch me."
And with that, he attempted to kiss her. Thoughts raced around her mind as he inched closer to her lips. Naturally, she wouldn't let him get that far. Now that she had a feeling what he was about to do, on account of her past experiences with the other Akatsuki members.
Oh, how much she hoped she wasn't turning into some trollop who just made-out with random men out of pure whim.
Trust me hun, we ain't sluts. They're the ones who practically mouth raped us. Besides, they are hardly random men. The familiar voice of Inner consoled her.
You're right, they're missing-nins wanted by several countries. Not only that but I haven't been exactly discouraging them by letting them kiss me without a punch or two have I? Sakura replied with thinly disguised sarcasm.
However, her quick mental conversation with her inner self had given her the perfect idea to halt his effort to kiss her.
Sensing her Sakura's idea, Inner nodded in consent. Claiming that it was a wonderful idea, especially since Hidan had been very crude and vulgar to her.
"Shannaro!" The pinkette striked the silver haired nin before her, chakra pumping in her limbs. Of course, he was able to dodge the majority of her attack. Hidan was a member of Akatsuki after all, it would be shameful if he wasn't able to evade a simple punch from her fist. To her utmost satisfaction, there was a few drops of blood on her knuckles. Meaning that she had been able to graze him at the very least.
"Tch…..you little bitch." He growled, his fingers ghosting over the cut she had given him on his lips with a rather nasty punch.
"That's what you get for even trying to-" Sakura was cut of by his vicious snarl.
"For what?! I just wanted to taste you, to fucking kiss the woman that has been on my mind since the day she got here!" He backed her up against the wall, reminding the pinkette of when another man had tried to bully her around. However, she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of being a weak little child. Nor was she going to get into these compromising situations anymore.
"Shut up! I don't want to listen to anymore of this crap about kissing me!" She screamed back at him, matching his anger with her own.
"What?! Who else has been trying to get what is mine?" Hidan questioned angrily, spouting nonsense about sacrificing them to Jashin and the like.
Sakura felt pure, unadulterated rage flowing through her veins after hearing his words.
"Listen to me, because I'm only going to say this once." She lowered her voice into a silent growl, thoroughly frightening (not that he would admit it) and pleasuring Hidan.
"You better let everyone in this fucking hellhole know too." The pinkette straightened her spine and looked him straight in the eye. His were alight with amusement and desire, hers were burning with fury and outrage.
"I, Sakura Haruno, do not and will never belong to anyone." Sakura finished with a serious expression, her mouth set in a grim line.
Hidan laughed at this, finding pure joy at the challenge set before him. Which he had every intention to accomplish with flying colors.
"That's what you think." He stated before leaning in close, fully intent on claiming her mouth for himself.
But Sakura was quicker, she blocked his mouth with her hand. Effectively keeping her lips free of his, although at a price. Instead of kissing her lips, he was kissing the back of her hand.
Don't these men know when to quit?
Before she knew it, Hidan had lapped up his own blood from her hand. The tip of his tongue darting out to lick the red spots on her creamy skin.
To her embarrassment, he had started groaning.
"Damn...your skin tastes so sweet...even sweeter with blood." The medic-nin felt a pound of lead being dropped in tot he pit of her stomach. Thinking it wasn't really normal for a man to start complementing you on the flavor of your skin, especially coupled with his own blood. But then again, Hidan was far from being a normal man.
"I fucking love your punches. You don't hold back all that rage you've got all bottled up inside you. It's so damn delicious."
Green eyes widened at his actions, with a grunt, she pulled away from him. Scrambling across the tiled floor in an effort to put some distance between herself and the jashin worshipper.
"You can't run from me Sakura-chan." Purple eyes were intense and burning with determination.
"Don't even bother to freaking hide." His footsteps echoed as he started walking away, his breath coming out in harsh pants.
"You know why?" Hidan was already at the door, his back was facing towards her.
Even though she knew he couldn't see her, she glared daggers at him. Defiant even to her last breath, she didn't need to say it. They both knew how strong and stubborn she was. Regrettably, Sakura had no idea how obsessive Hidan could be.
"I've already had a taste, no matter how damn small. And not even the fires of hell can keep me away from you blossom." He didn't bother turning around, he just waved absentmindedly with his left hand. Leaving the room with tension filled air.
Sakura stood up slowly, afraid that she might fall from all the stress that she was under. Give her violent and brutal enemies, she would pummel them without a second thought. But several determined attractive men vying for her attention? She had no idea how to even approach the problem.
As the medic-nin made her way to the door after waiting over ten minutes to ensure she wouldn't see Hidan anymore, she noticed something red and black hanging over the edge of the sink.
After closer inspection, she found out it was Hidan's Akatsuki robe. Had he left it here for her to cover herself ? Or did he simply forget? Sakura mulled on these two possibilities as she headed to her room. Wearing a still warm and very large red and black robe that belonged to a certain foul mouthed jashinist.
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