Thanks for the reviews, close enough to number 13. Can I get four after this? And maybe try for 17 please?
Me: I do not own.
Lee: You do not sue.
Sakura: Or I'll hunt you down,
Naruto: And she'll kill you with a spoon.
Sasuke: Ugh. Gloomy, you need to stop that. Anyway, I though you said 13 reviews? It's only 12! People do not like this dumb story enough for you to put up another chapter so WHY ARE YOU STILL TYPING?! You're a failure as an Author on anything but Crackfic, but everyone can write that! GIVE UP. DISOWN IT NOW.
Me: …12 was close enough…
Naruto: So we're not packin' up!
Lee: Do not prove Sasuke right.
Sakura: Or beware of the spoon tonight…. –shining bloody silver spoons-
So something bad was waiting outside her house? Fine with her, bad for them, she has had enough of being pinned, captured, scanned, and most of all, being knocked out cold. Sakura reached for the bag on her leg. Carefully, she pressed her fingers on the hilt of a kunai and silently stepped toward the now-menacing door to the outside world…
She placed her left hand on the knob and gave it a sharp twist. It opened with ease and she walked out, taking note of her surroundings and the little noise she herd outside. The sun was still high and the birds chirped happily. Nothing was the matter, everything seemed as it should.
Relaxing her guard, she decided that now was the best time to see what she could do, now that her two self-proclaimed protectors were taking a break.
Do not be fooled, Cherry. Even on the calmest of days, Roses never retract their thorns.
Cha, I thought your name was "Frost." I would have thought you would talk about Ice or something.
Frost did not answer. Sakura had found herself walking aimlessly for a few minutes, before someone began to say something that really irked her.
"I thought that's what happened." A chubby woman in a pink dress with gold trimming sat by a skinny, pointed nosed, man. The woman had thick curly brown hair and beady black eyes. The man looked as if he really couldn't care less what she thought and kept a straw hat over his eyes.
"That Gaara boy can't be trusted, what with once having a demon inside of him. Just like that Naruto-"the woman never got to finish before being interrupted by a very ticked off Haruno.
"Excuse me! Ma'am, I apologize, but you don't know a damned thing." Chubby looked at Sakura surprised and the man just smirked.
"Young lady! I think I know much more than a simple-minded child like-"Again, Sakura cut her off.
"Old hag, Naruto and Gaara are two of my friends, so I think I know a little more than you. I do not like that you spread rumors about things you don't know just to make yourself look better. Gaara saved my life recently, and Naruto has done nothing wrong! If you had something inside of you, I'm sure it would be a very large pig or a very greasy slug. Now then, have a nice day." Sakura turned her back on the beady eyed woman. "By the way, pink and gold? Not your color."
The woman's face puffed with a mixture of rage and embarrassment. "Why I never! Humph! The nerve of some people! Can you believe a…a…village slut…would even think of saying that to me! If I ever see her again-" The woman was yet again cut off, but Sakura was long gone.
"Watch what you say, Janet. That girl is Haruno Sakura, and that young man behind you seems to take you calling her that rather personally." The thin man said, pointing a jagged finger at a very pissed Neji. The woman's already pinkish skin turned an ugly shade of red, but Neji paid her no mind.
Instead, Neji jumped on a roof-top and followed Sakura. It wasn't hard, just follow the pink dot. She seemed angry and was walking at a fast pace to God-Knows-Where. She finally stopped and looked up. Neji silently cursed himself; he didn't hide his chakra signature! He dove to the ground/roof and prayed she didn't see him.
Sakura felt something was odd.
It felt like somebody was following her and she didn't like it. She snapped her head up and saw a hawk with a light blue ribbon on its clawed foot. Holding her arm out, it landed and stuck out its leg. There was a worn scroll tied to it.
She unrolled it, careful of paper cuts now, and scanned it quickly.
Dear sweet Cherry Blossom,
It is I, your rightful owner, Kabuto. You may be wondering how I acquired one of your village's messenger hawks. That does not matter! Anything odd in your head? Maybe there is another voice? A cold, heartless, icy voice? That, my dear, is the Tiger Demon I have placed in you. It is rather…bone
chilling, to enemies. Do not try to hide, I will find you. Do not try to fight me, I would rather my new pet came unharmed. You have three weeks to get ready for your fate.
With love,
Kabuto.
Oh, and Sakura? When one says not to touch something on the paper, don't touch it.
Sakura gripped the paper angrily. Her? A pet? Hardly. She was fed up with this! First that old lady, then a ninja follows her, now a threat from her now-least favorite person, Kabuto!
Cold? Heartless? I should hope I do not seem that way, Cherry.
Nah, your okay Frosty, maybe a bit cold, but not that much anyway. Sheesh, why do people feel the need to FREAKIN' TEST US?!
I'm not sure. Maybe because we used to be the weakest link? Well…I'm not letting ANYBODY mock me like this!
Yes, let him come. Let him come and prick his fingers on our sharp, poison dipped, thorns…
And let's bury him in ice.
And let's…let's… Aw okay no fair you both took the good ones!
I suppose witty little catch phrases are not your thing, Thorn.
Review please? No more until you do! Why? Because I HAVE that sort of power.
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