I do not own Naruto, only the plot! And if there are any grammatical errors, please forgive me. I didn't double check because I wanted to update as soon as possible, enjoy! – VZ
"E-excuse me?" Sakura choked, shocked beyond belief at Hidan's words.
Of all the games in the world, he picked that?
Her heart pounded, so loudly that she was sure everyone in the room could hear it palpitating in her chest.
Green eyes were wide as they stared straight into a hypnotizing shade of purple.
Of course she knew that he was capable of all sorts of perverseness, yet never before had she imagined him to suggest such a thing, and with a happy grin plastered on his face too.
"Sorry but, I think I've gone momentarily deaf for a moment there."
Her voice was slightly shaky and her eyes darted around the room, anywhere but those intense eyes.
"Why would you assume that, love?"
Her cheeks flared at the intimate endearment, one that Itachi had said with such tenderness that her heart skipped a beat.
"I thought Hidan said 'Strip Poker'."
Her voice was breathless, the flush on her cheeks red as roses.
At this, the jashinist chuckled.
The sound was deep, husky and excited her to no end.
"Of course I did babe."
Another endearment, another blush stained her creamy cheeks.
Sakura immediately turned her attention towards the hand that was gripping hers gently, kindly.
Deidara smiled.
It was warm and it encouraged her to smile back.
But how could she?
The blonde wanted this as much as the others did.
"So what? We fucking playing or not?" He grumbled, crossing his muscled arms and raising a silver eyebrow at her challengingly.
Oh she wanted nothing more than to accept his dare. Although there was a chance she could lose.
And it wasn't money they were betting on. It was her life….and her clothes.
Just thinking about shedding her dress made butterflies erupt in her stomach.
No, it wasn't that she was a prude.
The pinkette knew how to let loose and have some fun, contrary to belief.
It's just that it might not be the best game to play with men who were currently pining for her.
Hell, she wanted to play.
And there was a good chance the pinkette could win.
Sure, she and her mentor had lots of similarities. Such as her fiery and short temper, her strong fists and not to mention her healing abilities.
However the one skill she had not acquired from her teacher was her exceptional losing streak.
Yet….if she did win….then she'd be stuck in a room with three enticing, muscled and naked men, men who all had a place in her heart, and she in theirs.
The temptation was there, growing each passing second, yet she couldn't agree. Not when so much was at stake.
With a reluctant voice, she declined.
"Nope." Her short pink locks waved slightly as she shook her head, a defiant expression on her pretty face.
"Why not yeah?" Deidara questioned, his hand still entwined with hers.
"I just can't. It's just-"
Hidan abruptly cut her off, his purplish eyes glinting dangerously.
"Too dirty for you?"
His condescending tone caught her off guard, and so did the arm that encircled her waist.
"Aw, you really can't handle the city of sin can you?"
Pink eyebrows furrowed at his patronizing tone.
"It's not that…." She trailed off, unsure of how to continue.
"Then what's fucking stopping you hm?"
"I-i…"
It was getting hard to concentrate when there was a hard body pressed deliciously against hers.
It took a moment for her to realize that the arm belonged to Hidan, and he was now pulling her in, closer and closer to his muscled form, if that was even possible.
"Let go Hidan…now." Sakura warned him, tilting her head backwards so that she wouldn't brush her lips against his jaw or neck.
"No way in fucking hell babe."
"You are such an ass." The growl left her lips, making all the men in the vicinity smile in amusement.
"I have one. And it's sexy as hell."
"That's what you think." She rolled her eyes, pouting in the process.
Hidan licked his lips, his eyes now half lidded and his gaze hotter than ever before.
"Tch….whatever.I've seen you ogling this fine piece of meat."
Sakura couldn't help her eyes as they followed his hand, which trailed a path down his stomach, hips then his….behind.
The blush came back full force.
It really was irritating how these men affected her.
One minute she would be normal and the next she would blush like crazy and bite her lower lip nervously again.
"I do not!"
"Like hell you don't."
"I…don't."
"Yeah right."
She sighed exasperatedly before looking away.
"Knock it off Hidan. I just don't want to play. Deal with it."
He smirked as she shook her head once more.
"You shy?"
She was so close that she could feel his hot breath as it fanned across her exposed neck.
To her surprise, Deidara's hand had inched up the length of her arm. The mouth on his palm leaving brief yet scalding butterfly kisses as he made his way up her limb.
"Dei, what are you-"
"You don't have to be yeah. We all know how beautiful you are."
After hearing the blonde's complement, Sakura was sure that she resembled a tomato or a cherry.
"That's not why I don't want to play."
She shook her head once more, biting her lower lip, hoping and dreading the moment they would leave her alone.
"Then enlighten us my blossom. It's a simple wager. Why refuse our offer?"
Itachi had now joined in; as he spoke, the length of his nose was caressing the curve of her cheek. Maybe it was a wrong move tilting her head back like that to get away from the silver haired nin. For now the long column of her neck was exposed to Itachi's hungry gaze and sinful mouth. But to her surprise, he didn't take the opportunity to ravish her there, instead he turned his attention to her hand. Once he had a firm yet gentle grip on her, he brought up her other hand to kiss her fingertips. One by one, and then he worked on her knuckles, palm and wrist….and he was still moving higher.
"B-because…..."
Because there was too much at stake.
Her life.
Her freedom.
Wait…Did she even want to escape anymore?
No.
But she had to.
As a medic-nin and a citizen of her village, she had responsibilities to attend to.
People to take care of.
A family to love.
Friends that are waiting for her to return.
And as much as she loved being with them….She couldn't stay.
Deidara used his other hand to caress the exposed skin of her thigh.
But being the gentleman he was, he didn't venture to high.
A part of her wished he would.
The mouth on his palm puckered its lips slightly, leaving a lingering kiss on her leg.
Sakura couldn't think.
How could she?
When three amazing men were driving her insane with touches, kisses and beautiful words.
And what made things even stranger, was how they were doing it at the same time, with no arguing at all.
It was a confusing notion to say the least.
Sakura knew that they still held a torch for her, each burning as bright as the sun, so why would they agree to sharing?
The medic-nin glanced at each one of them, lingering at the determination in their eyes.
No, they weren't sharing.
They have come to an unspoken agreement.
And that was to make sure she never left them again.
To convince her to play and make sure she lose.
All this so that she wouldn't leave them.
Did they want her to stay that much?
Her heart throbbed almost painfully at the realization that these hardened criminals, these wonderful men, cared for her so deeply.
Yet it still didn't make sense to her how they could fancy such a boring, plain girl who had a large forehead.
Oh, if only she knew.
Sakura wasn't sure if she should feel excitement or dread, maybe both.
The sensations and feelings swirling and building up in her body were tremendous, making her feel high and alive. Yet she was still oh so very conflicted.
"Hn…."
The grunt commanded her attention, which she gave reluctantly. In all honesty, she was afraid to look into those dark depths that made her forget all common sense and think of only him, only Itachi.
"Agree to our proposal."
It was a command, one that she had no problem refusing.
"No way Itachi. I can't….besides, it's perverted. I'm not surprised Hidan would agree to this but you and Dei?" She wondered, her expressive green eyes shining with curiosity.
The Uchiha raised a dark eyebrow while he spoke, his voice smooth as velvet.
"We are men Sakura. Would you expect anything less from us? Especially when we are tempted by the very personification of desire and sin?" Itachi murmured huskily, his eyes half lidded and his dark hair was unbound, giving him a wild and sexy appearance that simply made her mouth water.
Oh Kami in heaven above…
He couldn't possibly be talking about her…could he?
She looked around and saw all their expressions were the same.
Hungry.
And something told her that they weren't craving for food.
Heat sparked in her heart….and some other parts of her.
Sakura could have face palmed if not for the rather heated situation she was in right now.
How was she supposed to sort out her emotions concerning Akatsuki's men when said men were presently distracting her with scorching kisses and charming words?
"No."
This time it was the blonde who asked why, his voice gentle, coaxing her to reply.
"I don't want to play with you guys because…."
With the strength she didn't knew she had, Sakura steeled her voice and straightened her back.
No, they would not overpower her this time.
There would be no more manhandling or seducing on their part.
Not until she knew whom she wanted to be seduced by.
True, the medic-nin wanted all of them. However she knew it was wrong to be so greedy.
And so, she narrowed her eyes and stood taller. Confidence was now oozing from her every pore, giving her the gall to open her mouth and speak the words that she so desperately wanted to say.
For tonight, in the city of sin, She would make every man that deemed her innocent regret ever saying such things.
She was Sakura Haruno, apprentice of the slug princess, healer extraordinaire and she was going to give every man hell tonight.
With her lips tilting into a wicked smirk, and her eyes shooting out emerald flame, She spoke.
"…I don't want to watch three grown men cry when they lose to an innocent little girl."
She made sure to emphasize the innocent part, glaring defiantly.
The touches and kisses halted as the men stared at her in complete and utter surprise.
…..
The silence was suddenly broken by laughter.
Laughter that spilled from the lips of a very drunk, and a very blue mist-nin, who was on the bed, wiping drool off his face.
When Kisame's guffaws didn't die down a few minutes later, Hidan finally snapped and yelled at the large man.
"What the hell are you laughing about fish-face?!"
Kisame snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Fish-face, Hic-Ha! That's real-hic-creative Hidan."
"Just answer the fucking question."
It was silent once more, and then he spoke, his voice filled with amusement and glee.
"She's gonna –hic- kick all your asses. I'm telling ya –hic-not to underestimate my angel – hic- right there." He pointed to Sakura, a lazy grin on his face.
She smirked and gave the three much more sober men a pointed look, gesturing to Kisame who had lost a bet to her earlier tonight.
But of course, this didn't deter them in the slightest.
Not when there was a chance she could stay with them. Not as a prisoner but something more, a friend? A lover perhaps? Although the only question was, whose?
"I ain't fucking crying for you tonight babe. Although I might be willing to give you my cloak when that fine ass of yours is bare thanks to my fan-fucking-tastic poker skills." Hidan bragged, brandishing a deck of cards from his pocket.
A part of Sakura was wondering where he had gotten it and if he was planning this from the very beginning. But she couldn't delve into it right now. Not when she was high as a kite, but not on any drug or ecstasy. Instead she was high on the need and desire to win.
Right now, she was acting on impulse.
Act first, think later.
That's my girl. Inner growled in approval, patting her on the back.
You know it. She replied, her confidence growing.
Even her other self was on her side. Now there was no way she could lose.
Go on girl, give em' hell.
Her green eyes practically sparkled with excitement.
She was really doing this. Playing in a dangerous gamble, one that could very well cost her everything.
Was she prepared to lose all that?
Sakura glanced at all of them, drinking in their eager and handsome faces.
Oh Kami yes.
"You really shouldn't underrate your opponent like that Hidan. Who knows? Maybe you'll be needing my dress when you're wearing absolutely nothing."
The pinkette's smirk widened, making her look devilish, alluring and positively beautiful.
"Bring it on babe, give me all you've got."
"I don't think you can handle it, especially you Hidan-kun."
His eyes lighted up at her endearment.
"Trust me Sakura-chan, We can handle anything you have to give yeah." Deidara said, his blue eye was shining with adoration and fervor.
"Are you ready, love?"
The Uchiha whispered, his hand now also gripping hers, tightly. As if he was afraid that if he let go.
"For what?" She wondered out loud, swallowing her fear and forging ahead.
Suddenly, her head was directed to the side, facing Itachi whose fingers were grasping her chin gently.
His voice was haunting and intimate. His face was serious yet filled with eagerness and affection as he spoke. And his words, they resounded deep within the depths of her soul.
"To become ours."
"Sasuke-teme!"
"Hn…"
"Don't you 'Hn' me! I'm serious." The blonde pouted and crossed his arms, glaring at the youngest Uchiha.
"That's a first." He replied casually, to which Naruto groaned in frustration.
"Come on, we've been walking for forever! Just where is she?"
Sasuke stopped moving and turned on his heel, walking to him with a blank expression on his face.
Although he had been his teammate for a while, no matter how long ago, they still had a connection. At least, that's what he'd like to think.
This is why Naruto knew that he saw a teensy crack in that armor that Sasuke used to hide all his emotions.
His dark brows were slightly furrowed, his stance stiffer that usual and his jaw was tight.
It didn't take a genius to see that even the human ice cube had feelings and was just as anxious to find Sakura-chan.
Sakura-chan…..
Naruto really wish he didn't ask why he needed the pink haired medic.
But now it was too late.
Now he knew why Sasuke was so pliant and eager to help find her.
Now he knew why Sasuke wanted her safe and sound.
It was so that he could endanger her himself.
Well, the teme didn't make it clear how he was planning to use her to break his brother's heart.
Actually, why would she be the key?
This just didn't make sense!
"Dobe."
His attention was suddenly on the dark haired man before him, who looked almost…irritated.
If he wasn't so worried and confused about the whole situation, he would have pointed it out and laughed, claiming that even he had emotions.
"Teme."
Dark eyes rolled at his reply.
"We've only been walking for five minutes."
"It felt longer than that." He grumbled, scratching the back of his blonde head sheepishly. Much like before in their genin days.
"Tch….just focus dead last."
For a moment, Naruto wondered if had lost his hearing.
His blue eyes searched the face of the stoic missing-nin, who had one hand on the hilt of his sword as he leaned casually to the side.
For the briefest of moments, he thought he saw the old Sasuke Uchiha, not the cold-hearted monster before him. But the boy he had constantly tried to surpass yet never could.
And so, with the first smile he made in days, he grinned and replied with a thumbs up to his former teammate.
"Of course Sasuke-teme!"
Was it his imagination, or did Sasuke actually smirk?
"Fuck yes!"
Sakura grinded her teeth at Hidan's triumphant yell.
"Strip for me baby." He growled out, practically bouncing on his seat.
With a smirk, she removed her shoe.
"Hey no fair bitch!"
The pinkette gave him a mock pout and furrowed her pink brows in pretend sadness.
"Too bad Hidan-kun, shoes count as an item."
Rolling his purplish eyes, he waved his hand in defeat.
"Tch…whatever. But it doesn't matter cause' you'll still end up fucking naked by the end of this game."
"You'd like that wouldn't you." She muttered, biting her lower lip, unaware of the men following her every movement and the desire burning in their eyes.
"I wouldn't just fucking like it…."
He dropped his voice into a huskily drawl that chilled and excited her at the same time.
"I'd fucking love it."
Hidan leaned forward, the muscles on his chest rippling with each movement he , he was now shirtless thanks to her winning hand five minutes ago.
Green eyes scanned the room, taking note of her wins and losses.
Itachi was still clothed, Deidara had removed his shirt just like Hidan and she was still covered.
There had only been three rounds.
With her winning twice, resulting in two shirtless Akatsuki members.
Although Sakura had just lost to the jashinist, who only got to see the bare skin of her foot.
She smirked at his obvious disappointment, it was flattering (yet perverse) to say the least.
Her hand gripped the cards tightly, making sure to hold them close and always within reach.
True, nobody has cheated so far….but she wouldn't put it past them, They are ninja after all.
Plus, the rules were simple.
Basically, the winner of each round had the power to force whoever they wanted to strip.
Unfortunately for her, none of them wanted to see each other bare.
"I win."
The smooth and velvety voice of Itachi called to her, effectively bringing her out of her musings.
"What?"
He held up his cards with a sinful smirk and a mischievous glint in his dark eyes.
Reluctantly, She removed her other shoe.
Alright, so she still had her clothes.
That was a good thing right?
Wait…
Sakura was wearing a dress.
As in, just one piece of cloth.
And all she had underneath was her chest bindings, a bra and her undies.
Oh Kami help her.
She had to win, there was no other way.
Either that or she would not only be stark naked but she would also lose her freedom.
And as much as she wanted to sit and stare at their godlike muscles and bodies, the medic-nin had much more important matter to attend to. Such as…..
….
Damn...Those muscles...abs...
"Sakura-chan, Get your head in the game yeah."
A blush rose to her cheeks.
"Oh….right, thanks Dei."
She tried averting her eyes from his tanned and exposed chest, she really did.
"Don't thank me yeah. After all, you're losing."
Although he said it with a frown, She could sense his happiness. It was evident in his lone blue eye, glimmering with mirth and excitement.
"Losing? I think you've got that wrong Dei."
The pinkette was about to gesture to his chest and Hidan's body when he raised his hand.
The mouth on his palm was grinning as he held up his cards.
Her jaw literally dropped.
"HELL YES!"
"Dei…"
"I'm sorry Sakura-chan." He shrugged cutely, shoving his grinning hands into the pockets of his pants, which were hanging low on his hips, giving her a wonderful view of his-
"Strip Strip Strip!" Hidan was chanting, an eager smile on his face.
"You don't look or sound sorry Dei." Sakura grumbled, crossing her arms.
He merely shrugged once more.
"Fine…."
She undid the sash around her waist, trying to ignore the heated and intense stares of the men around her.
With a blush staining her cheeks, she let the ruined yukata fall to her shoulders, down her body and pool at the ground near her feet.
She was tempted to cross her arms once more and shield herself, yet she had a feeling it would only put more attention to her pathetic excuse for breasts.
Being the oblivious and insecure girl she was, Sakura didn't hear the words or notice the glances the Akatsuki members shared with each other.
"Sweet Jashin save me." Hidan said reverently, letting his eyes wander over her body shamelessly, lovingly.
"Damn." Deidara couldn't help but say as his gaze roved over her beautiful body, although she had scars, it only testified her strength and endurance, which made her even lovelier than before.
"Who would have assumed that famous, S-ranked criminals….would fall for a pink haired girl."
"What?" The blonde asked, glancing at the Uchiha, who was busy eye-raping his Sakura-chan.
"We're all pathetic, caring for someone, it's a weakness we shouldn't have."
The blonde raised his eyebrow at the odd words leaving the Uchiha's mouth.
"Hey, I thought you felt something for her yeah."
"I do." He nodded. "Yet the more I feel for her, the greater my weakness becomes."
He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion at the dark haired man who sighed before explaining, his eyes never leaving her smooth and creamy form.
"She is Kisame's angel, My blossom, Hidan's…babe (he sneered as he said this certain word) Your Sakura-chan, Sasori's doll….And Akatsuki's personal medic."
"…I still don't see how you'll get weaker." Deidara murmured.
Itachi pursed his lips slightly before replying.
"Don't you see? We consider her ours…and we are hers. She controls us."
For once, Hidan didn't care that Itachi was talking, he agreed with the stuck up Uchiha.
"We are already condemned, damned. Sinners like us don't deserve an angel like her."
"Talkative today aren't we Uchiha?" Deidara commented, a slight smirk on his lips.
He simply Hn-ed (Kami he hated that sound) and continued to stare at Sakura, who was busy looking everywhere but them.
"He's right. We're not good enough for her. I bet we'll all see each other on the highway to hell."
He said sadly, hoping that She would choose him. That even if he wasn't worthy of her love, She'd give it anyway.
"So what? I don't give a shit if I rot in the deepest pits of hell." Hidan said, a crazy ass grin on his face.
His purplish eyes clashed briefly with a shy green.
"Just as long as I get to see her before I die."
"Have you seen a woman with pink hair?" The dark haired man asked the clerk who was blushing profusely as she stared at his good looks.
"Uh...what?" Her voice was dreamy and bubbly, making the blonde next to the man roll his bright blue eyes.
"Have you seen our friend? She's not that tall, really pretty..has green eyes."
"Um...I did see a girl like that somewhere around here." The lady looked around before speaking.
"Where?" He commanded, the look in his eye was desperate.
"Upstairs, she was with some other men."
"Care to describe one of them?" His nicer, much more tanned companion asked.
"Hm...there was the awfully large fellow, came in drunk with a blonde and...a man that looks like your friend over here." She gestured to Sasuke.
"Really?"
"Yes, I'm sure. Although he did have longer hair and...where'd your friend go?"
The blonde looked to his left then right before face palming.
"Oh great."
Ta-da! hope you liked it :) Sorry I took so long to update. I have school every monday to friday but I'll still try to update as much as I can. Anyways, I love and adore my awesome and amazing reviewers, who stick by me even through slow updates and short chapters. You guys ROCK! THis is only part 1 of the game. The next one is where the real chaos begins. :) - VZ