Eeeeep! Please don't kill me! Really, sorry for posting two short chapters in a row, but it was eather write one thats fairly short and post it now or continue writing and post one twice as long a whole month from now. I decided on the former, especially sense I'm a really slow writer. That and It's been a really long time sense I last updated. So, anyway, sorry for the shortness and lateness! Please enjoy and review! What really gave me my motavation was reading over the reviews people sent me, they really make me feel good, even if they're short!
Hello, Akatsuki Friends!
Chapter 5
All the members of Akatsuki were sitting around the table munching on their cereal, conversing about random ninja things. Sakura sat quietly, slowly nomming on her own cereal, trying to take things in. She was now a member of Akatsuki. The people she would have to live with from now on were S-ranked criminals, weird S-ranked criminals.
Sakura glanced into Kisame's cereal bowl.
The blue man noticed and asked with a full mouth, "What are you doing?"
"Your eating normal cereal…" She commented rather surprised.
"Yeah…" He was looking at her as if she was crazy.
"Well, I was expecting, like, raw fish and stuff to be floating in there." She said, feeling ridiculous.
Kisame stared at her for a moment, before he started chuckling.
At first she was rather taken aback. Isn't he offended? Then she joined his laughter with a couple nervous and forced giggles. Despite the way he looks, Kisame seems the most normal out of all of them. Maybe I can ask him…?
"Umm… Kisame?" Sakura began nervously.
"Mmph?" The blue man answered while cramming another spoon full of cereal into his mouth.
"Well… I was looking around my room last night…" She looked up at him guiltily. I feel wrong about asking for stuff when I'm hardly even a member! I don't even want to be here!
Kisame made a loud gulp as he swallowed the last of his mouth full and lowered his gaze curiously to the young kunoichi.
"You see… I didn't exactly have time to pack the day I was kidnapped." She retreated her eyes back down to her breakfast before continuing. "There are kind of a few things that are a necessity for a person to have. Like shampoo and a hairbrush. Or-"
"More than one pair of underwear." Kisame finished for her, a giant shark-like grin breaking across his face. "I understand, Pinky."
Sakura stared up at the man, stunned, a violent red blush staining her cheeks.
"You can go shopping today if you like." He said chuckling.
"Cha!" Shopping! Sakura cheered to herself.
But at that exact moment, just after her exclamation of joy, a sudden crash caught the attention of every one at the table. Sakura whipped her head around as did everyone else. Her sight fell upon a horror-struck Kakuzu. He was staring right at her, his eyes wide in alarm. He had dropped his cup of morning coffee, causing the noise. There was an awkward silence as he continued to stare at her, and everyone else at him. Then he slowly began to speak.
"Female-…Shopping-…Money-…!" He squeaked out without moving an inch.
"Can I come, yeah?" Asked Deidara, his hand shooting up to match his eager expression.
After breakfast everyone left their dishes at the table and simply walked off to do their own thing. Great! I guess Konan was the only the only one who did actually clean up around here. Sakura was just about to grab everyone's dishes when Deidara came up to her grabbing her wrist.
"Lets go, yeah!" Deidara said excitedly, dragging Sakura out of the dining room and through the living room.
"Deidara! I've got to shower and do my hair!" She exclaimed.
"You can borrow my hairbrush and some of my shampoo, yeah." He said dragging her down the hall and into his room. He left me in the doorway and disappeared into a closet.
His room was roughly the same size as mine, only a lot more homey looking. The floor and ceiling were of the same stone and it was also lacking windows. In one corner there was a small bed with a grey wooden frame and wrinkled red bed sheets. In another corner there was a full length mirror that matched the bed. Opposite of the bed there was a double door closet that also matched the bed. My, my. How coordinated! his room however was not as tidy as the rest of the house. His bed was unmade, he had his cloak haphazardly draped over his mirror, and there were miscellaneous scorch marks everywhere. The lamp sitting on a nightstand next to his bed was missing half of it's already scorched shade, probably due to some kind of explosion.
Deidara quickly emerged from his closet with two rather large bottles or hair care product and a hair brush.
"Hurry up and get ready, and let me know when your done, I need to shower too, yeah." He said smiling and handing her the soaps.
"Okay…Thanks…" She couldn't help but to smirk at the girly man as she left his room. These people are actually being nice to me, this is so weird. I thought all of these guys were soposed to be death hungry killers!
Sakura walked down the hall, soap and brush in hand. She came to a stop at the bathroom door and knocked a few times, just to make sure it wasn't occupied. There was no response so she opened the door and walked in. The bathroom was still sparkly clean like the day before. How sad to think that I'll probably be the one to clean up after these men every time Konan's not around. She pushed aside the blue shower curtain, placed the soap on a shelf, and started the water. After closing the curtain she stripped as the water heated up. It felt strangely wrong to be naked in a residence full of men. Criminal men. Sakura quickly drew aside the curtain again and hopped into the shower. I'm gonna get this over with as fast as I can! But, unpredictably, the second the hot water touched her skin, she began to feel looser and more relaxed. She sighed and let her mind drift of to thoughts that she'd pushed away earlier.
Sakura had often heard a shower after a stressful situation being described as "washing one's worries down the drain". More realistically though, it was more like "washing away the dirt one used to cover up their worries so that they can cry about them while no one else is looking." In the quiet comfort and solitude of the shower Sakura was finally alone where no one could see her. She could feel the impact of what had happened begin to hurt her, and the shock of realization hit.
She would never be able to go home, Pain had promised that. She would never be able to see Naruto, Tsunade, or Kakashi. She would never laugh as Yamato threatened her bickering teammates. She would never get to train and hang out with her friends again. She would never become a Konoha jounin. She would never buy a house and live on her own. She would never be able to help Naruto find Sasuke. She would never get to teach Sai about what it means to really feel happy. She would never be able to taunt Ino, calling her pig. She would never see Kakashi reading porn instead of training. She would never get to grow up with her friends and family. She would never see Naruto become Hokage. She would never see her parents again. She would never… She would never… She would never…
Hot tears spilled down Sakura's cheeks mixing with the shower water. She no longer cared that a ninja wasn't soposed to cry. Her life was over. She would never get to go back. Every other little thing she had ever cared about seemed so insignificant now. Being bullied, fantasizing about Sasuke, and feeling powerless, it all seemed so juvenile. Now she was chained to a life of killing and torture. The-
A loud banging on the bathroom door interrupted Sakura's morbid thoughts and dragged her mind back to her current location, a shower that was sure to turn cold shortly.
"What the fuck is taking you so long! I'm gonna fucking piss my pants!" Hidan yelled loudly from the other side of the door.
Oh yeah, there's only one bathroom! Heh, oops. "Sorry!" Sakura yelled pushing her depressing thoughts away. "I'm almost done, I'll be right out!"
"Just hurry the fuck up!" Hidan grumbled, but she could hear his voice growing fainter as he walked away.
As quickly as she could, Sakura shampooed and rinsed, then conditioned and rinsed her hair. She scrubbed herself clean and shut of the water. After pulling back the curtain she stepped out of the shower and dried herself off. As she began to get dressed she noted a multitude of voices coming from outside the door.
"I'm just gonna fucking piss on the floor!"
"That's disgusting, yeah!"
"Tobi really has to pee!"
"Shut up! I'm gonna shower first!"
"Fools, I'm showering first."
"I need to brush my teeth… No I don't! Yes I do!"
"She's wasting so much water…!"
Sakura threw the door open and was mortified to see everyone crowded around.
"Uh… Sorry-" She began, desperately trying to justify her lengthy shower.
"It's about fucking time!" Hidan interrupted, shoving past Sakura and slamming the door behind him.
"Sakura-chan's all clean!" Tobi squealed excitedly, running up and glomping Sakura. "Ooooo! Sakura-chan smells just like Deidara-sempei! Tobi smells pretty flowers!"
"Let go of her, yeah! She needs to dry her hair before we go." He turned to Sakura and gave her a smile. "You can borrow my hairdryer, yeah."
"Okay, thanks…" He is really weirding me out. Why is he being so nice? Something is off, way off. Deidara couldn't have become an S-ranked criminal by lending people his hair care supplies. He's up to something I know it! Sakura couldn't help the slight feeling of panic rising in her chest as he once again led her to his room.
For the second time today Sakura waited in the doorway of Deidara's room as he disappeared into his closet. He pulled back out of his closet moments later wielding a small black hairdryer.
"It's battery powered." The blond informed, handing Sakura the device. "I take it in missions and stuff, yeah."
At that comment Sakura would have made a remark questioning his sexuality if there wasn't a more pressing concern on her mind.
"Why are you being so nice to me?" She demanded, narrowing her gaze at Deidara.
The man gave her a confused look. "What?"
"Look, Deidara." The pink haired girl demanded, crossing her arms in front of her chest. "Drop the act. It's not making the cut and I'm not stupid. I know that a person does not become a member of Akatsuki by playing hairdresser. What's going on?"
The smile dropped off his face as he turned his head away from the suspicious kunoichi. "You caught me, yeah." Sighing he turned back toward the young girl. "I took it upon myself to make you feel more at home, yeah."
"Why?" She asked sternly, still glaring.
"Because I kind of know how you feel, yeah." He said quietly, shifting his gaze to the floor. "At first, I didn't want to be here either."
Now it was Sakura's turn to be confused. "You…Why…?"
"Why am I here?" He asked for her. "You could say I lost a bet, yeah. I just figured you deserved to feel a bit more welcome than I was."
Sakura was seriously taken aback. I feel like a bitch… "I-I'm sorry…"
"Don't be, yeah." Deidara gave her a small smile and offered her the hairdryer again.
Sakura took the tool and turned to leave.
"Deidara," She murmured hesitantly before he closed his door. "Thank you." She gave him her own small smile before disappearing down the hall.
To Be Continued…