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
Sakura watched as Hidan stripped.
Very…
Very…
VERY Provocatively.
His hands moved agonizingly slow towards the waistband of his pants, his fingertips briefly lingering on his muscled chest and toned stomach.
As expected, Inner drooled and she blushed.
The silver haired nin didn't even bother getting up and off his chair to slip his pants off.
No, he wanted to make a spectacle of it. Instead, he lifted his hips slowly as his fingers looped under the fabric.
Green eyes looked into purple, finding nothing but arrogance, lust and humor.
Purely Hidan.
And it made Sakura bite her lower lip nervously once more.
She just sat there helplessly while he arched his back slightly and tilted his chin up, slowly and sensually slipping out of his pants inch by inch.
The room suddenly felt very hot.
And his half lidded, smoldering gaze didn't help matters either.
"Just take the damn thing off yeah!"
The irritated voice of Deidara broke the moment, bringing her out of her lust filled haze.
Although Hidan merely smirked and did it even slower, if that was even possible.
The blonde grumbled and crossed his arms, the muscles in them flex and move.
With an evil little smirk of her own, She glanced at her cards.
The smirk widened.
Thankfully, the pinkette was now catching up, winning four rounds and losing absolutely none.
Which explained why Itachi was wearing nothing but his pants.
Sakura never knew that the Uchiha would be so pale….or so attractive under the baggy Akatsuki cloak he always wore.
His flesh was pale and unmarred, perfect and supple that even she felt jealous of his flawless skin.
His muscles were sinewy and impressive. Not too bulky or too small, just right.
Simple put, his body was lithe and graceful.
She could practically feel his smirk, so she looked away with a neutral and almost bored expression on her face.
There was no way she was going to let him know how affected she was by his mere presence, especially when unclothed.
"Sasuke-kuuuuuun?"
"He's not here bitch." Kiba grumbled, burrowing his head into the pillow in hopes of drowning out the shrieks that left the red head's lips almost every damn second.
"What? Why? Where is he?"
"grjigmsfd…" The brunette mumbled incoherently, already half way to dream land filled with black panties and pink hair.
"Dog boy! I asked you a question!"
The other members of the combined search parties either snored or continue to sleep, completely unaware of her tantrum.
"What?!" Karin yelled, making Kiba and his loyal canine friend whimper pathetically.
"Go away….."
"I will, when you tell me where my Sasuke-kun is!"
That was it for Kiba.
That ugly, shrill cry was just about the last straw.
He leaped out of bed and landed on all fours with his white dog growling beside him.
His brown hair was wild and spiky, his eyes red and filled with hate for the red headed woman who had robbed him of his Wonderful (perverted) dreams.
Kiba pointed to the door, his other hand clenched in a tight fist.
"Please, I just want some sleep! Just go out search for him yourself."
Before she could even open her mouth to yell out another word, He showed her his claws.
"I suggest you keep your mouth shut and sleep like everyone else, or leave."
Karin disappeared before he even got the chance to finish his sentence.
"...Staring is really rude you know." The pinkette muttered, her toes curling at the heated stares she was receiving from three hungry looking men.
"Hn.."
"Got it yeah."
"Who gives a shit?"
Rolling her green eyes, Sakura shifted nervously in her seat.
"I do. And would you guys quit looking at me?"
Deidara couldn't help it, he honestly couldn't.
Not when there was an almost naked woman sitting next to him.
The blonde sighed inwardly. It wasn't like he wanted to sound so perverted. Well, he was a man. He simply couldn't help it sometimes.
His blue eye glanced at the blushing blossom to his right, feeling his heart skip a beat at the sight of her beautiful green eyes, creamy skin and the way she would nibble on her lower lip whenever she was nervous. It was a very endearing and cute trait that made him want nothing more than to hug her like a child would cuddle with his or her favorite toy.
But Sakura wasn't a toy. She was a fully-grown, sexy as hell, fiery woman that made him question his loyalty and sanity.
And he wasn't a child. No, Deidara was a warm-blooded, man in his prime who had needs.
Needs that he wished a certain medic-nin would personally help him with.
With the use of her hands…..lips…..tongue….
His pants instantly became much too tight.
The blonde felt a blush rise to his face at the sudden turn his thoughts had taken.
Yes, he constantly tried to be a gentleman for her sake, but he couldn't quell the lust flaring inside him.
Staring at her was perverted enough, but having fantasies about her while she was right next to him?
…
Kami he was pathetic.
He gripped his hand of cards, peering at her from the gold curtain of his bangs.
Just how did she do this to him?
Make Deidara of Akatsuki, bomber extraordinaire fall for her?
His eyes took in the graceful column of her neck, her slightly swollen lips and her bashful demeanor.
Hell, what crazy bastard wouldn't fall for her?
Deidara would have never thought that the little pink haired brat, who had actually pulled his hair, would be the one to capture his poor excuse of a heart.
It was a shriveled up thing that was black and had no room for anything else other than explosions, his art and death.
He smiled at the way she ignored his horrid past and terrible choices.
Instead of fleeing from his touch, rejecting his love, She welcomed it.
Sakura, his Sakura-chan, had nurtured and helped the dead thing in his chest come back to life.
And there was no way he was going to lose her to his fellow Akatsuki members.
"Sasuke-teme! Wait up for me!" Naruto yelled, his bright blue eyes narrowing on the dark haired man who looked positively crazy.
His dark eyes had a twisted glint and the air surrounding him was malicious.
But then again, he wasn't going to ask why.
For the first time in this entire journey, he knew the answer.
Only one person in the entire world could make Sasuke act like a mad man.
Itachi Uchiha was here.
"Tch…keep up dobe. I don't have time for mediocrity, especially yours."
Ouch, that stung.
However Naruto didn't expect any less from his former teammate.
He could tell that Hidan and Deidara hadn't seen her nude. The way they greedily took in the ravishing sight that was Sakura Haruno, it was obvious that this was their first time seeing her so….exposed.
A smirk appeared on his lips.
Itachi had already seen Sakura unclothed, naked.
He was the first one she had bared herself to, the first man to see her as a woman.
He had seen everything she had to offer.
And he planned to devour everything she had to give.
At the inn on the day she had escaped, which was a rather sly trick, using her body to distract him. Although he did commend her ability to overcome her bashfulness and act like how a true kunoichi should.
However, where was that confidence now?
Of course he found the sultry side of her tempting beyond belief, yet the shy and innocent (Though his blossom fervently disagreed) part of her was just as alluring and charming.
Itachi watched as the brazen woman who had challenged them so bravely vanish the second she had shed her ruined yukata, revealing her scarred skin.
There was a particularly large mark at the side of her body; it was mystery that she had yet to disclose to him.
However, the Uchiha found her marred skin enticing. It spoke of how strong she was.
How compassionate….peace loving…..
For once in his life, Itachi wanted to be selfish.
He had already sacrificed his life for the idiotic ideals of the village of fire, he didn't plan to waste whatever life he lad left without her.
Sensing her discomfort, He spoke up.
"I have an idea."
Itachi was pleased to see her head immediately turn to his direction, a flush on her cheeks.
All heads turned to him now, curious and suspicious expressions on all their faces.
"Since the blossom here is uncomfortable, why not change the game?"
Gratitude flashed in her green eyes.
"How exactly yeah?"
"We forget the cards and play another." He said, the emotionless mask on his face in place.
"No way in fucking hell! We're just getting to the good part!" Hidan yelled, crumpling the cards in his hand.
As if the silver haired-nin hadn't opened his mouth, he continued to speak, his voice completely neutral.
"It's called truth or lie. I assume you know the rules of this particular game?" He raised one dark brow in question to the pinkette.
Sakura nodded, putting down her cards as she did so.
Deidara raised a blonde eyebrow, partly in confusion and partly in curiosity.
Itachi saw this and sighed, already tired from explaining basic knowledge to the bomber.
Thankfully, his blossom jumped in, saving him the trouble from clarifying the rules.
"Well…okay, one person says something true and the other false. And someone else, it doesn't matter who, has to guess which is the lie."
"Sounds easy enough yeah." He says, a small smile on his tanned face.
"Perfect." The dark haired man purred slightly, making sure to make a brief yet heated eye contact with the only girl in the vicinity.
As expected, she flushed a lovely shade of pink, reminding him of roses, or cherry blossoms.
"Like hell it is." Hidan sulked as he leaned back on his chair, spreading his legs and displaying his chest.
"Hn…"
"Got something to say Uchiha?" He growled menacingly, upset that he had put a stop to their little game of strip poker. And just when he was about to see-
"Wait, wait….what about the bet?" The blonde questioned, the mouths on each of his palms frowned.
"Oh yeah! What the fuck now Uchiha?" He asked, sneering at the emotionless man.
All eyes turned to him once more.
He merely put his elbows on the table, placing his jaw regally over his linked fingers and replied in a calm and steady voice.
"It's simple."
His eyes immediately latched onto the form of Sakura, greedy for more of her creamy skin.
"Our blossom over here has to guess correctly….three times." He gestured to himself and the men on either side of him with the tilt of his head.
"Do you think you know us well enough to win, love?"
The men next to him shifted uneasily at the endearment he gave the pink haired medic.
His lips twitched into a small smirk.
As his dark hair fell to the side, Itachi waited for her response and reaction.
The silence that followed was deafening, three pairs of eyes all directed at her form.
Sakura took a deep breath, shutting her eyes tightly before exhaling a few moments later.
To his utmost satisfaction and surprise, She raised her head and gave him a determined look, mischief shining in those viridian depths.
"Of course I do. I am Akatsuki's personal medic after all."
"Incompetent…..idiotic…pathetic…."
Naruto sighed, tired of hearing Sasuke curse the lady downstairs with venom fit for a snake.
"It's your fault for leaving so early, you should've asked her which floor and room Sakura-chan was in."
The blonde said, unaware of the deadly glare sent his way.
"Tch…then why didn't you do it dobe?" He growled, gripping the hilt of his sword so tight that his entire fist turned white from the effort.
The blonde shrugged carelessly.
Sasuke hned…angrily….if that was even possible.
True, he was still seriously worried for his pink haired medic. Yet knowing that she was in the same building as him, so close, he didn't feel the need to be as scared as before.
"Pitiful….hopeless…."
He snorted.
Sasuke glared at him and continued muttering.
Plus, he found an infuriated Uchiha amusing.
Sakura was sure she wasn't the only one who felt the change in the air.
The moment those words left her lips; she could practically feel the satisfaction rolling of the dominant males in the vicinity.
"Fuck yeah. You belong with us, no one else." Hidan proudly stated, giving her a saucy look and a wink.
If it weren't for the tender look in his eye, she would have rebuked him.
And that was the point of this entire game right?
To escape them?
However she couldn't say no when he had such heartfelt emotions swirling in those hypnotizing purple eyes.
"Oh Kami…I honestly don't know why men are so…so…"
She pursed her lips and furrowed her pink brows in confusion.
"Sexy."
"Artistic." She shook her head at Deidara's answer and simply rolled her eyes at Hidan's reply.
"Possessive."
Her eyes lighted up at the word.
"Exactly!"
Her state of undress forgotten, Sakura nodded her head and started speaking, the words flowing out of her easily, despite the heated gazes and lingering stares.
"Men think that they can get away with labeling a woman as theirs, when in reality I think it's-"
Once again, she was interrupted by the semi-naked men in the vicinity.
"Sexy."
"A bang."
"Irritating."
The pinkette tried to ignore how Itachi seemed to be reading her mind and finishing her sentences.
It was much too creepy and precise.
Did he really know her that well?
Wait….
If he knew how annoyed she felt whenever he called her his….was he doing this just to rile her up?
Green eyes searched his briefly.
Sakura inwardly face palmed at the devilish smirk pasted on his sensual lips.
The slight tilt of his mouth and the warm look in his eye was enough of an answer for her.
And so, she went on, her eyes darting to each Akatsuki member. Not Kisame though, he was the only one who hadn't treated her that way or claimed her like that.
"It's ridiculous how you guys are, calling me yours when I am not an object or a prize to be won."
Yes, the line was horribly cliché, yet it suited the situation perfectly.
She felt that it was time to let these attractive (sexy as hell) and powerful men realized how frustrating it is to be claimed.
Alright, it could be romantic, maybe even exciting. However Sakura Haruno was a capable woman who was her own person. No way was she going to be dragged left and right being called 'mine'.
The males around her turned serious all of a sudden and the happy and light-hearted atmosphere faded instantly.
"You are right my blossom…our actions may have been rather barbaric." Itachi started, his voice calm and level as always.
"But seriously, how can you fucking expect us to not call you ours?" Hidan muttered, his silver eyebrows raising.
Sakura made sure to keep her eyes on his face, not his body.
No, I forbid you to look away!
We shouldn't…..it's wrong to…peek…
Who says?! Besides, he did plenty of peeking if I recall. Now stop talking and start looking!
…No….
Her resolve was crumbling.
I wonder if he's boxers or briefs….. Inner said, tempting her.
…
Or maybe he goes commando…
O-kay! I'm not listening anymore. Sakura proceeded to shut her other self out for the rest of the night.
You'll regret it!
Once Inner was safely locked away in the recesses of her mind, she inwardly sighed.
…I know.
With a blush (big surprise there) She shifted in her seat, the cards in her hand forgotten.
"Well? I'm waiting over here babe." He said, cocky as always.
"Because…" The medic-nin trailed off, unsure of how to go on.
"You're way too tempting for your own good yeah." The blonde in the group rakishly said, his blue eye shining with mischief.
Her eyes were instantly glued to her hardly covered body.
Sensing her discomfort, Hidan jumped in.
"Oh hell….you do know that it's not just your smoking hot body that tempts us right?"
He questioned, his tone bordering on incredulous.
The only female in the room fidgeted under the intense stares they were giving her.
"Hey Sakura-chan, trust me when I tell you that it's more than that yeah."
His soft and tender voice pulled at her heartstrings, making her feel awful for even thinking that the resident bomber of Akatsuki only saw her for her body.
This was Deidara, gentlemanly, cute and mischievous.
"Thanks Dei, I appreciate it."
She gave him a smile, which of course, made him smile in return.
"Tch…enough with this sappy shit. Let's just play. I don't want my babe leaving Akatsuki again."
The smile abruptly vanished.
Thoughts and worries swirled and sped through her mind.
Was she going back to Konoha?
Did she want to?
No...
Geez, Don't bother lying to yourself. It won't work
…..
We both know the answer to that. Inner said, breaking free of her mental restraints and answering her worries. Yet this time, her voice was neither longer patronizing nor teasing. It was solemn and calm, which surprised Sakura greatly.
The pinkette glanced at the three men.
Itachi, dark, mysterious and powerful.
Deidara, kind, sweet and sensitive.
And Hidan, brutish, violent, and exciting.
No.
There was no way She could escape these men without leaving her heart behind.
"Hey teme."
"Hn?..."
"Why don't we search for her chakra signature. I mean, we might not be as accurate or as good as your teammate….but it's worth a shot."
Naruto turned, only to find nothing behind him.
"Not again!" He threw up his hands in pure exasperation.
"Sakura."
It felt like her name itself was a caress, spoken so intimately and softly, despite the other members in the room.
She looked up and met his eyes, only to reel in shock at the sight of his inky black gaze.
Wait….why would he turn off his sharingan?
…
Oh no….
Itachi only exposed himself like this whenever something big was going to happen.
Like when he had kissed her.
Oh Kami….
"I will kill my brother."
Lead, pounds of it, was dropped into her belly.
Her eyes were glued, connected to his, unable to look away even if she wanted to.
Inky black eyes gazed lovingly at her, filled with so much tenderness that she was afraid her heart would leap out of her chest and into the hands of these man where it truly belonged.
"And?"
Deidara's voice was miles away, and so were Hidan's curses.
Right now, she was lost in his eyes.
Itachi suddenly smiled.
It was a sad and broken expression. Just like the one he wore when he had first opened himself up to her, bared his soul to her.
He spoke, his words were coated in such raw emotion and vulnerability that she was impressed that he was doing this, in front of his comrades.
"I love Sakura Haruno."
The medic-nin's lips parted in shock, her green eyes wide as her heart skipped a beat.
"Truth or Lie?"
Just as he finished speaking, a loud sound pierced the air, followed by clouds and clouds of smoke.
She turned, only to see the door was gone. Only the wooden frame was left, parts of it charred and smoking.
And right there, with a chidori burning brightly in his hand, was the last person she expected and wanted to see.
"Miss me brother?"
Ta-da! hope you like it :) SORRY it took so very long to update. I'll update on the 6th, since the 5th is my birthday (turning 16!) I plan to spend my friday with my family. Anyways, thanks for all the readers and reviewers that have stayed with this story even though its author hardly updates. I love you all and hope you help me get to 900! :) - VZ