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"If you don't come with us willingly, then we'll take you by force," Itachi said calmly. "There is no way out of this."
Still crouched in her defensive stance, Sakura took a few steps back, eyes narrowed. "I'll never come willingly." At her bold statement, the Uchiha rose an eyebrow, looking vaguely amused.
"We have several methods of persuading you—none of which are pleasant, I assure you."
"I'd rather shrivel up and die in some unknown hole before I betray my village."
He sighed. "Very well. Kisame, do it."
Sakura's eyes flickered over to the large shark-nin beside the Uchiha, tensed and ready to spring back. But he just merely pulled a large object out of his even larger cloak, setting it on the ground. It was a stereo.
"Are you sure you won't come with us willingly?" Itachi asked once more.
"Never," she hissed.
And so Kisame pressed the play button.
BABY, BABY, BABY, OH—
Oh, no. The horror.
LIKE, BABY, BABY, BABY, NOOO—
Sakura fell to the ground, shaking, as if pulled into the Tsukiyomi itself. "Stop it," she moaned. "Anything but that."
"Will you follow us back to Akatsuki?"
Her head snapped up to glare at the two S-class criminals, hating them to the very pits of hell to subject her to such torture. "Never."
I THOUGHT YOU'D ALWAYS BE MINE, MINE—
WHEN I WAS THIRTEEN, I HAD MY FIRST LOVE—
Sakura would've put up more resistance, if she didn't faint on the spot from her brain overload.
—
Deidara stared incredulously as Kisame and Itachi returned, a small, pink-haired Leaf-nin slung over Kisame's shoulder. "That was fast, yeah."
Itachi went straight to the fridge for his chocolate milk. "We didn't waste time on the…lesser persuasion methods."
"What'd you guys do to her?" The blonde artist stared at the medic. She was out like a light.
Kisame grinned maniacally. "Justin Bieber."
"Oh." He nodded sagely. "That makes sense, yeah. Sometimes, even I faint when I listen to him. He's too amazing."
Unnoticed by him, everyone in the room shuddered.
A/N: I'm sorry, I feel like I'm neglecting you all. I'm not posting nearly as much as I used to, whether it's updating this, fading away, or just posting oneshots. It's just life, senior year, drama, boys, the whole shebang. And homework. And Calculus. Oh my God, Calculus. D8