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Chapter 2: Horny Bastards

The Akatsuki's compound was looming into view now. Semi-well rested for the day before her, Sakura's stomach felt as though there might've been a hurricane billowing through it, tearing up her intestines on it's way through her body at that very moment. "Pull yourself together Haruno.", Sakura muttered to herself quickly, as she came to a shaky halt outside of an enormous entrance, blocked off by an equally monstrous boulder. She could sence the omnimous, dark chakuras of the Akatsuki within the complex before her; she had never felt anything as...vile, as the men hidden behind this evil place. God, how was she going to pull this off?!

Just then, Sakura's breath seemed to leave her chest, as she immediately saw two dark figures resting at the very top of the boulder.

Gaurds.

Sakura's heart beat seemed uncontrollable. She couldn't even focus enough to breath very easily.

"I could've just walked into my death.", Sakura thought, petrified of what she had just done, and where she had just went on and plundered up to.

Glancing up at the two tiny cloaked Akatsuki members on top of the entrance, she felt an icy sweat form just above her brow. They had seen her.

God.

Why the hell had she just toddled up to the stupid place without a plan of what she was going to do?! What she was going to say?! Anything!

"Shit. Sakura you dumbass!", Sakura cursed herself, on the verge of hysteria, just as two puffs of curely white smoke appeared in front of her,

"No backing out now.."

Once the smoke had cleared, Sakura was horrified to see that she recognized one of the two men in front of her.

"Who are you, and what do you want…little girl.", the man to the right spoke first, his sharp pointed teeth formed a wide grin as he added the 'little girl' part.

"I-I'm..uh…Well, I'm here to…", Sakura stuttered, her frightened jade eyes scanning Kisame and the blonde man to his left apprehensively, as she twiddled and knotted her fingers in a way that would've confused her with Hinata.

"Don't be scared baby, just tell us, and we won't have to hurt you, yeah.", the blonde man smirked.

Sakura felt her cheeks flutter bright pink as she felt the two men's heated stares down upon her.

As Sakura desperately clawed through her mind, trying to find something to answer them with, anything to answer them with, Kisame spoke again.

"Deidara, you made her blush.", he chuckled in a mock-ashamed voice.

"She's awful cute when her face is pink like that though…it almost matches that pretty hair she's got, yeah.", Deidara replyed, taking a step towards Sakura slowly. Sakura could've sworn she'd just heard the 'flick' of a couple kunai being pulled out from underneath the black cloaks.

The two men just laughed as they both suddenly crept towards Sakura.

"Well, no matter how cute she is, we'll need an answer.", Kisame snickered, "Either that, or we could just force her to answer...or hell, chopping a couple fingers off would certainly do the trick"

Sakura stumbled backwards from the two, but tried to look as unafraid as she really was. Just as the two cloaked Akatsuki men were just in front of her, inches away, Sakura practically shouted, "M-My name is Sakura! I'm here b-because I've come with an offer for Akatsuki!"

The grins faded from Kisame and Deidara's faces quickly, and they stopped their movements just in front of Sakura, who now had her back pressed up against the hard trunk of an oak tree.

She continued hastily, "Of course, my...my offer is to of course, h-help you all. Well, when I say help…I mean to help you all ease the, um…'desires', that you may have from time to time?…"

That was the best thing that she could think of to say to them?! Oh God! Sakura couldn't bring herself to look up at the two men before her. She quickly dropped her gaze to her feet. She felt humiliated from her pathetic answer. Let alone, her face now resembled a cherry tomato.

"I'm dead!", she shouted mentally.

There was a brief silence from Kisame and Deidara. Sakura's face was still planted downwards, looking at the earth below her. She waited tensly.

Suddenly, a light blue hand gripped Sakura's chin gently, but sternly, and yanked her face upwards to look at her fate. As if examining her, Kisame idly slanted Sakura's head from side to side. Left to right, up to down, and over again.

"Heh.", Kisame smirked, as Sakura's emerald eyes shimmered up at him uneasily, "You have a long neck, Sakura. I like it."

The way he said her name made her skin crawl.

Beside him, Deidara chuckled deeply, letting his hand rest Sakura's left hip, "Personally, it's those legs that I've taken a liking to."

Sakura's face, incredibly, shaded from bright red to deep crimson.

Again, the two men laughed at her.

"You're right, she is even cuter when she's blushing.", Kisame said, almost unkindly.

This was ridiculous. Did they even hear Sakura's offer at all?!

Finding a bit of courage burried deep within her vowls, Sakura spoke softly, trying to make her voice sound creamy and seductive, and not terrified, "So…are you going to accept my offer then?"

Dropping her chin from his grasp, and retracting his hand from her waist, Kisame and Deidara looked at one another briefly.

"It's not really up to us, baby. Yeah, it's up to all of us.", Deidara spoke up, his eyes scanning Sakura's curves with interest, "We'll allow you to come in…and when everyone's discussed it and,…seen you…you might be able to get through this alive.", he ran the tip of a kunai along Sakura's hip line quickly; the fabric tearing just slightly.

It was funny, but for the first time that day Sakura actually felt semi hopeful that this mission would be a success. Despite him almost cutting her stomach open just then.

Taking Sakura by the arm, Kisame and Deidara then wordlessly led her to the front entrance of the compound.

"Shut your eyes, cutie.", Kisame rumbled into her ear, sending waves of sickness throughout her body. Sakura obeyed none-the-less, as she felt Deidara and Kisame making in-sync hand signs that she couldn't recognize. As she felt them finish the signals, she felt the ground rumbling beneath her feet.

Opening her bright green eyes quickly, Sakura was shocked to see that the enormous boulder that had once hidden the entrance to Akatsuki, had completely vanished. It hadn't been rolled to the side, or hidden underground. It had vanished, as if it had only been an illusion.

"This way.", Deidara said, letting his hand rest upon Sakura's shoulder roughly.

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Down possibly hundreds upon hundreds of short and long hallways alike, Sakura was led through them all quickly, by Deidara and Kisame. Neither of the two men spoke to her as they led her through the compound's mazes, they each merely kept a firm grip on either of her shoulders, turning her when necessary.

"I can't believe that I'm not dead yet.", Sakura thought to herself, positively extactic, "

Sakura's eyes teared up momentarily at the thought of what might happen if Itachi did in fact know her, but she quickly blinked them away, as they had finally reached their destination. The meeting room.

As soon as the three had entered the large room, Sakura's skin was invaded with goosebumps, as a frightfully cold breath of wind shifted past her body. Sakura wasn't sure if there was some sort of opened window in the room, or if it was the wind generated from all of the heads in the room turning all at once to stare directly at her.

Considering that the compound was now considerabely underground, and there were no windows, Sakura concluded that it was her second suggestion. Duh. A feeling of dread quickly filled up Sakura's insides, as she saw that none of the men starring at her seemed pleased to see her.

Well, at first that is.

After everyone in the room had finally notcied that Sakura was, indeed, a woman, everything fell absolutely silent.

"Oh shit. Oh shit! They'll find me out! Okay, okay, just stay calm Sakura…and get ready to fight your way out…", Sakura thought to herself, her eyes scanning at least several faces she had never seen before…and one that she was all too familiar with.

Seated in a chair about half-way across the room from her, Itachi's dark eyes were studying her; her face. Their eyes met briefly. Sakura could've droped dead right then and there from the sheer supremacy in his eyes. Her knees almost buckled.

Just then, a dark, ghostly figure sitting at the front of the large rectangular in the room, arose.

"Kisame, Deidara! Who the hell is this!? Why have you brought her within our compound? You dip-shits had better have an exceptional reason, for bring an intact foreigner here un-anounced.", the man's voice was clouded, hard, and filled with gravel. His eyes, the only part of him totally visible, were large, wide and pale. He really didn't seem all too happy about Sakura at the moment.

"She's come here with an offer…", Kisame answered the man, whom Sakura figured was the leader of Akatsuki.

"You dumbasses. Just slit her throat now that you've let her in here, and get out of my sight.", the Akatsuki leader replied.

Sakura felt a hitch in her breath, and her heart pounded heavily with dred.

"Ah, but Leader, this is an offer you might want to listen to, yeah.", Deidara spoke up, a smrik slipping over his face. The Akatsuki narrowed his bright eyes, and lifted a shadowy eyebrow briefly,

"What?"

"To keep things simple, she wants to be our whore.", Kisame mused, his triangular teeth moved up and down with his jaw as he spoke, his small white eyes gleamed briefly.

Sakura's face could've very well been mistaken for a rather large cherry at that moment. The entire room was thick with edgy stillness. Every single eye was focused on her. Sakura couldn't stand all of the men starring at her like this. It was like torture. She wiggled her toes nervously within her boots.

Finally, after a heartbreaking minute, the Akatsuki leader spoke up, "Everyone, be seated."

Suddenly, slowly, the entire room began to shift, and all of the Akatsuki members, including Kisame and Deidara, walked over to the long rectangular table, and took seats around it, so that the whole table was filled.

Oh God! Now she was the only one standing up, and everyone could see her. As if she were on stage at a theatre, being the only actress in front of an audience of two thousand.

"Woman.", the Akatsuki leader addressed her.

"Oh! Yes?!", Sakura stuttered, straightening herself up quickly,

"Don't stutter you dumb-butt! Act professional!", she thought sternly.

"What is your name?", the leader asked her, as every stare from every man seemed to become more heated by the second.

"Sakura.", Sakura answered, keeping her voice as creamy as she possibly could, looking the Akatsuki leader straight in the eye; placing a fist on her cocked hip.

"I see. Well then, Sakura, let's see what you're equipped with.", the Leader replied, his graveled voice both low and dangerous.

Sakura was puzzled for a moment, but then slowly dropped her backpack to the floor, along with her hip-sack and leg-sack; which were equipped with some kunai and shurriken. She dropped those to the floor as well, trying not to concentrate on all of the men starring at her in the process.

But as Sakura concluded taking all of her weapons and equiptment off, she heard a low chuckle coming from somewhere above her.

She then lifted her head, to find that the Akatsuki leader was laughing, at her. Unaware of what he found so amusing, Sakura anxiously looked up at the Akatsuki members watching her. They were almost all smirking.

"What the hell is so amusing?!", Sakura thought to herself desperately, "

Distressed, feeling as though holes were being burned painfully through her soul, Sakura, in an attempt to stop whatever joke she had somehow created, unzipped her hip-sack, revealing several of her kunai to the Akatsuki members.

A sudden up-roar of chuckles and grunts erupted from the table.

Now, Sakura wasn't just confused beyond all belief, she was now also totally and completely humiliated. What did they want her to do?! They asked her to show them her equiptment, and she did!

"Hm, Sakura. How old are you?", the Akatsuki leader finally spoke, after the separate chuckles had finally died down.

"I'm fifteen…", Sakura mumbled, her face bright pink, and her ego shot.

"Ah. This explains your sheer innocence then.", the Akatsuki leader grinned for the first time. He was obviously amused. Then he continued, his voice shameless and in-charge, "What I meant was, undress for us, dear. Let us see your 'equipment'."

Sakura's jaw literally dropped. Luckily not enough for anyone to truly notice. Why was she so shocked? She knew that this would be coming!…But so soon?! And in front of everyone?! Why?!

Trembling now, Sakura realized that really, she had no choice. In order for this mission to be a success, she had to do it. She had to gain these men's trust. She had to forfill their every desire. Every need…no matter how much she didn't want to.

"Oh, I'm sorry..", Sakura slapped on a fake, seducted smile. She bowed in respect a bit, before slowly straightening herself up.

"First the shirt I suppose…", Sakura gulped, lifting her delicate hand up to her shirt's zipper. For a spilt second, Sakura's shimmering green eyes glanced at all of the Akatsuki members. They were, of course, all staring intently at her. Waiting for the damn 'show' to start.

"Pigs.", Sakura snarled at them in her mind, as she shot her hand down in one swift motion, unzipping her shirt.

Once her shirt was on the floor, although they all rather tried to act serious and calm, Sakura could tell that all the men were obviously disappointed when they found themselves starring at Sakura's chest binds, rather then her bare breats.

Sighing quietly, her heart pounding so hard in her chest that it almost seemed to hurt, Sakura unclipped her chest binding, and quickly began to unwrap it.

"J-Just get it over with!", Sakura stuttered to herself sternly. She kept her head down from the Akatsuki men, pretending to be looking/concentrating on getting her chest binds off. The only real reason she kept her head down, was so no one could see the tears forming within her eyes.

"Stop it, Sakura!", she sniffed once. The binds were almost off, "But dammit…this was only supposed to be for a man I truly loved! My husband! But now…it's all going to be ruined!"

The last loop remained. Sakura paused for a moment. Blinked. A tear fell to the floor. She let the bindings drop to the floor, and stood up straight. For all the men to see.

"It's...for the mission."

There was a small russle from the table before her. All of the men seemed it necessary to adjust themselves in their seats quickly. Calming their boners perhaps? Who knew.

"Continue.", the Akatsuki leader's eyes fixed upon Sakura's rather large B-sized breasts hungrily. He was smiling. It wasn't a nice smile either. It was lustful, and frightening.

Sakura couldn't bring herself to glance up and look at the men gaping at her, so she wasted no time in un-clipping her skirt, removing her boots, and then leggings.

And there she was. Absolutely nude in front of total strangers. Not to mention, all of them were her absolute worst enemies.

This time there was a rather large bustle; the men seemed to have some problems keeping still at the sight of Sakura's total nakedness. Sakura didn't look up, but then again she didn't really need to. She could feel them ogling at her. Starring at her exposed breasts, and the soft curly pink hairs cupped neatly in between her thighs.

So many mixed emotions were boxing throughtout Sakura's mind at the moment. Gloom, vehemence, disgrace, and above all, regret.

Sakura's head was still bent towards the hard stone floor. She seemed to be examining her toes intensly, or at least that's what it would've looked like to the men around the table; if they had even bothered to look at her head. But of course, the were all chatting quietly amongst themselves now, and checking out Sakura between every word hungrily.

A rather large lump had formed within Sakura's throat now, and she thought to herself hotly, "

Too late. A personal nerve had been struck, as Sakura stood nude in front of a least twenty horny men, all of which were now, horny for her. Absolutly no backing out now.

Tears steadily gathered on Sakura's bottom eyelid. And heavy drops fell to the floor as she blinked,

"F-Fine…you little idiot. C-Cry over something this stupid. But at least don't let th-them see you doing it…"

As the chattering, chuckling, and grunts to one another coninuted, Sakura slowly worked up enough courage to look up at the men surrounding her.

She quickly made sure to wipe her tears away, before her eyes were able to scan the table before her. None of them had even seemed to notice that Sakura was looking up now. All they would do his gaze lustfully at her exposed flesh. All but one that is.

Sakura's breath caught in her throat. She momentarily forgot her bleek depression, as her eyes locked with Itachi Uchiha's.

Unlike the rest of the men, Itachi's dark onyx eyes were locked onto her face. Starring at her. Studying her. As if…as if trying to remember…

"Wh-Why is he looking at me like that?! Oh dammit! Does he recognize me?!", Sakura thought frantically to herself. Her bright green eyes seemed to be unintentionally glowering right back into the Uchiha's. His dark eyes. They were almost mezmorizing; yet terrifying.

Not to mention…well, sexy.

Sakura flushed, still humiliated, and returned her gaze back down to her toes once again.

Just as she did so, the Akatsuki leader spoke darkly,

"As you can see, Sakura, dear, the men seem quite fond of you…"

Sakura looked up silently, the lump suddenly returned to her throat, and she had the sudden urge to cover her body up, sit in the corner, and cry her heart out; right there in the Akatsuki compound,

"…but, body can't necessarily mean everything. Do you have any experience, dear? And are you absolutely willing to join Akatsuki, just for this purpose?"

Sakura swallowed her fear in a flash and answered him calmly, "Well, I don't mean to boast, sir,"--Sakura slapped on the most seductive smile that she could possibly muster up at the moment-- "but I've been known to turn heads in my village…turn them, raise them…and, yes of course! I've been seaking your compound for a long while now. With my offer. I just knew I could, help you all. I know that you wouldn't need any new recrutes, but, I felt that at least with this…I could join Akatsuki, and give a little something to you all in return."

There was a thick, cold silence following Sakura's answer. The Akatsuki leader just sat there. Gazing at her. Starring her straight in the eyes. Seeking the truth. Was she lieing? Should he just kill her, and not take the chance?

Sakura felt an icy feeling creeping through her skin.

Finally, the Akatsuki leader hummed, "Very well. You'll be put to several tests, to prove that your, 'skills' are as you say"--the whole table smirked-- ", and not to mention, that you're not a lieing little spy from another village. Because, it would be an awful shame to have to mutilate such a pretty little thing like you."

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