"Get the fuck off me!" She really fucking hated this guy.
"Aww come on beautiful, don't you want to see if I'm a good fit?" The Copy Nin jeered at her from behind his mask.
"Call it ! , Copy Nin point, Wolverine 0 " The referee shouted.
Kakashi ran his hands down the sides of her body as he slowly slid his full form off of her smaller one. "Better luck next time, Doll."
Sakura lay there sending little bursts of Chakra to her fist that was repeatedly pounding little dainty holes into the granite floor of the Anbu arena.
She bounded to her feet kunai in hand, drew her arm back and hit something solid.
"Itachi, get out of my way." She went to step around him but he was quick. He grabbed her wrist and bent it till she dropped the blade and forced her to step back. She snarled at him lip curling ready to strike him.
"Sakura, the Commander is watching." Itachi inclined his head gracefully to the man in the window that overlooked the arena.
She ripped her wrist out of his grasp and shoved him out of her way as she made her way to the lockers. She had just rounded the corner of the locker rooms when she heard that infuriatingly annoying lazy assed drawling noise that was the fucking Copy Nin's fucking voice.
"What's wrong sweetheart, your boy toy not cutting it for you anymore, you look...worked up dear. I can help you with that." A glinty coal eye met glowing green, glowing with homicidal rage.
"What was that? That was a cheap trick and you know it! You planned this somehow! I don't know how but I will find out and when I do."
He interrupted her here, "you'll what? What will you do? What can you possibly do to me?"
"I hate you, I really hate you...and I do not care if you hand picked the squad, I am not going on this mission with you and that's final!" She ripped her vest off and flung it into the corner, she stomped off ripping her hair out of the high pony tail turning as it fell down her back then flew around her shoulders as she ran away from him.
A smile curved his lips under the mask like a challenge, the glint in his eye turned predatory as he watched his prey run down the steps and out the building.
He loved the scent of a good chase, and she smelled divine. He licked his lips and adjusted himself in his pants. He couldn't wait to run her down and sink his teeth into the soft neck of hers.