Me: Yay!
Sasori: What was the yay for?
Me: I don't know.
Sasori: Idiot.
Deidara: The yay was for me! I just made the best art ever!
Sasori: Art is meant to be long lasting.
Deidara: Art is a BANG, yeah!
Me: Guys! No fighting about art! It's stupid.
Deidara: Get her! Art hater!
Me: Guys! OK! I'm sorry! Just don't kill me and read the disclaimer!
Sasori: Get someone else to do it.
Deidara: Seriously I'm tired of saying it and you deserve to die!
Me: Eep! (sees Itachi and Kisame) Itachi! Kisame! Help me! They're going to kill me!
Itachi: Hn.
Kisame: Fine by me. OK! Here's the disclaimer and I'm only saying it once cause I want to see the author get beat up…again. She does not own Naruto or any of the characters.
"Sak-ur-a," Deidara said with wide eyes at what he just heard.
"It's OK. Really," Sakura reassured mostly herself.
"Foolish little brother," Itachi said coming up behind Sakura.
"Eep! Itachi! Make more noise when you enter a room! You scared me half to death!" Sakura said as Itachi smirked,"OK! Lets get this sleepover started!" Sakura yelled enthusiastically.
"Guys," Itachi growled out through clenched teeth trying to keep his cool.
"Deidara said 'we're your friends' so now she wants a sleepover with all of us," Kisame explained taking another swig of sake that everyone was wondering where on Earth did it come from.
"I'll be right back. Come on, Itachi," Sakura said taking control of the situation almost like a real leader.
"What're you doing?" Itachi asked suspiciously.
"When I said all of you I meant my dad, too," Sakura said causing almost everyone to have their mouths drop to the floor.
"Good luck," Kisame said half drunk.
"WTF?" Hidan yelled wondering why on Earth she would do that.
(knock knock knock)
"Enter," Leader said sternly wondering which nimrod would interrupt his work.
"Daddy?" Sakura asked like a little child.
"What is it, sweetheart?" Leader asked in a kinder voice.
"We're having a sleepover and I want EVERYONE to be there," Sakura said exaggerating the word everyone.
"I'm kind of b-," Leader began but Sakura cut him off.
"Please? Itachi's going to be there too!!!" Sakura pleaded giving him the puppy dog eyes.
"Fine," Leader said giving into his daughter's request.
"Yay!" Sakura yelled jumping up into the air.
Later that night
"Lets have some fun!" Sakura squealed.
"What would you consider fun?" Itachi asked trying to be careful with his words.
"Would You Rather, Truth or Dare, or I Never Have," Sakura replied listing some games she and her friends do at sleepovers.
"OK, we'll play Would You Rather. Hidan's first," Kisame said hoping what Hidan said would be appropriate.
"Sakura... would you rather get banged by Itachi or Kakazu?" Hidan asked getting glares from the Leader.
"What the heck? What kind of question is that?" Sakura asked appalled that he would ask such a question.
"Just answer," Hidan said hoping that it would be an interesting answer.
"Would it hurt?" Sakura asked wearily.
"Are you a virgin?" Hidan asked even though he knew she's been raped before.
"If you mean I've never willingly given myself up then yes," Sakura answered.
"Then it will hurt," Hidan answered truthfully.
"Kakazu," Sakura said simply.
"Why?" Hidan asked knowing it would get interesting.
"I'd have a mental breakdown if I did it with Itachi because of his brother.
"Aa," Hidan answered simply.
"Then lets do it now," Kakazu urged hoping he'd get something out of babysitting this teenager but oblivious to the glares that could kill from her father.
"I'd rather do it with you. Now it's my turn... Itachi, would you rather have sex with Deidara or your brother," Sakura asked earning weird looks from everyone there.
"You know I'm a guy, right?" Deidara asked hoping it was just another mistake with his gender.
"Yes!!!!" Sakura yelled.
"Why are we doing this?" Leader asked not really wanting to find out Itachi's answer.
"It's fun!!!" Sakura said.
"Deidara, my brother's an idiot," Itachi answered.
"Ewww...!" Sakura yelled at the top of her lungs.
"You suggested it!!!!" Deidara answered her yells even though he was disgusted as well.
