A/N: I will prefer Sakura as Akira for she is a male now. But when she thinks as a girl, her original name will be used. If you found it confused, tell me, ok?

Warning: Some swearings and bad thoughts from Sakura. Enjoy.

Goosebumps were spreading liked bushfire over Sakura's skin. Excuse her, but who wouldn't when almost every female species, from little girls to old, wrinkled women were staring at you in a very… lustful way? Those predator gleams, hungry stares and seductive winks were starting to become her newest nightmares.

"Sa-"

Bang!

"Ouch! Er, Akira." Naruto grinned sheepishly at his mistakes before pointing out. "Why don't you eat your ramen? You look kinda pale too! Are you ok?"

Team 7, 'he', the idiot and Sai were having their lunch in Ichikaru, after shopping for new weapons that he was going to need in the Parallel world. It's a pain to go with a loud- mouthed, hyperactive Naruto and in addition to his frustrated, it's scared the hell out of him when girls and women started to check him out whenever he passed by.

Like now.

Before Akira could form a reply, Ayame, the owner's daughter had cut in, eyeing him shyly with a pretty blush adorned her cheeks. "Naruto kun, do you know this…?"

"Oh, he… er," The blond was fluttered, or rather frantically trying to remember who 'he' was. No doubt the baka had already forgotten the made-up story Sakura told him earlier, which, of course, resulting a death glare from Akira. Fortunately, before the brunette woman could find anything odd, Sai came in for rescues.

"This is Akira Sawada, Sakura's cousin. He's going to stay here for two days before returning to his village." The artist introduced the pink head. "Akira San, meet Ayame San, this uncle's daughter."

The handsome lad nodded in greeting while staying perfectly silent. He couldn't risk talking too much in public. Sakura was an out-going type of girl and if Akira had the same personality, with the same way of talking, this might lead to distrustfulness from those, who were closed to the medic kunochi. Akira was warned by his Shinshou that the mission and jutsu must remain confidential, with the exceptions of those already involved, and the pink head would be damned if anyone beside team 7 knew his real identification. Tsunade was not one to fool around. He was ways smarter than the knucklehead sitting beside him.

Beside, he secretly hoped, or even prayed, his anti-social behaviors so far would discourage this girl, and all other women, from wanting to, well, jump him. Those burning gaze would really rip his shirt and tear his belt if it could, right there and then.

"N-Nice to meet you." Inner groaned inwardly. No such luck. The older girl stuttered, only able to take peeks at his face instead of looking straight liked others. Sakura couldn't blame the girl because after all, it also was the first time Sakura saw such a handsome boy liked her self in male version. No one could rival Akira when it came to look, Sakura was sure of it. Still, that didn't mean Ayame would back off. She had enough experience as a fan girl to know just how shameless one could be.

"Hahaha! Such a good looking one! How old are you already, lad?" The owner interrupted to save his unusual shy daughter.

"15, sir." The reply was just as curt as it was polite. Just exactly how Akira wanted it to be. Because, blabbering and being all casual to these two might lead to them realizing that 'he' was indeed Sakura Haruno.

"A mature one, I see. Well, then, what village you are in?"

"Moon, sir."

"Oh, it's really far away from here." Ayame as if had collected enough courage, commented timidly. "You must have a very important task to come here, Akira kun."

"Hn." Came the golden reply he could mutter up. First, because he only wanted to finish gobbling down his ramen and getting the hell out of the store (One of those women was inching close!). Secondly, and more importantly, he was just damned tired. And he meant it! Oh, talk about being beautiful is like living in hell.

Flash back. (That morning)

After a hot, steaming shower, Sakura stepped out of her bath with her usual Jonin attire. She had gotten a good rest yesterday after a private celebration at Naruto's house with food as delivering Ramen. All in all, things were going better than she thought it would. Being a boy, aside from the short mortification when receiving instruction at peeing and cleaning that area, Sakura didn't have any other trouble. Though, it was hard at first to handle her newest member, she had got a hand on things quicker than her friends' expectations.

After all, Sakura was a medic nin and embarrassing just didn't have a place in such profession. If force, she would clean and even operated surgery on others' man-hoods, so it would be utterly ridiculous if she couldn't handle her own. Sakura was touch and she would live to her trait.

Collecting her usual self- defensing gears, Sakura took a look at the list she had jostled down yesterday. New weapons, training clothes, sharpening rocks, under-wears, school equipments (in the mission, she would attend a junior high school there) and books related to modern art of healing. She would only bring this much as she would be supplied clothes and accommodation by her clients during the time- period she stayed there.

Deciding she would prefer a walk over wasting charka, Sakura entered the main road not long later. Working in dangerous profession such as ninja had polished her paranoid trait. In an emergency, just one ounce of charka would determine the outcome, whether you kick ass or eat craps. You couldn't be too careful in this dogs-eat-dogs world.

The kunoichi had no idea how much she would come to regret her choice very soon afterward.

On her way, while enjoying the spring day of clear, blue sky and lovely cool winds, Sakura suddenly wondered if she was that good- looking. Beside her Inner, both Sai and Naruto didn't seem to be faded one bit by her new appearance. Ino was of course couldn't be taken seriously. (That girl would flirt with any person that had a dick between their legs!)

May be yesterday she was just seeing things? After all, when scrutinizing her new face again this morning, she discovered that her complexion and features didn't change that much. They were only been modifying to look better (liked her skin fairer, eyelashes longer, lips redder, ect.). May be she was just in a hyper state yesterday and that she was just another average looking guy?

"A hottie, he's so gorgeous!" Hearing that, Sakura, instinctively, swirled around to look, only to catch a girl – with eyes that had transformed into hearts – staring her way. Reflexively the girl/boy looked left and right. Where? Where's the hottie? She wanted to check him out too!

Just as Sakura was peering around, someone suddenly grabbed her/his hand. Who's this rude jerk? Doesn't he know that it's forbidden for somebody to grab a girl's hand whenever he pleases? Inner fumed while Outer turned, glaring daggers at whoever was, literally, looking for death… Oh, it's a pretty girl. I nearly mistook her for a pervert!

"Um, are you new here? I wouldn't mind showing you around." The girl smiled, looking up at Sakura hopefully while the pinkette wondered what she should reply. It's clear that she was standing out too much with her hair and if she said she knew the way, this might cause warriness and suspicious. No one in this village could miss a guy with bright pink head! However, for some reason, if she agreed to this girl, Sakura felt she would be in even more danger than being beaten up by Tsunade, so, gaining up courage, she declined as polite as she could.

"Thank you but I know my way. You don't have to -"

"No! I'm free now! Let's go together!" She cried, trying to look innocent.

Another girl, who was also a looker, suddenly jumped in, clutching Sakura's other arm. "Hey, there! I also want to quick exercise! Plus, I'm an exceptional guide so choosing me would really worth your while!" Ew! That chick was practically drooling as she purred in a very disgusting way!

"Me too! I know every single corner of this village!"

"No, me! I've born here and is an expert for leading!"

"Wait! You girls couldn't be better than me! My official job is guiding tourist, anyway!"

"When did we have such a job anyway?"

"You just stupid! So, darling~, only me could be your right choice."

W-what's this scene? Akira thought, looking at the horde of women with befuddle emerald gaze. He would love to say that Kohana's citizens were being more and more hospitable but… God! Those women all had this very identical predatory gleam in their eyes, gazing at him as if they were hungry wolves looking at a piece of delicious meat, a raw, fresh and bright pink dish!

At last, he had understood how a steak must feel and he must say it wasn't pleasant. Not at all!

Calm down, calm down! Women will want to maintain their feminine images thus they definitely won't act like ravenous wolves lunging for a steak. It's broaded-day light so I should be safe. Anyway, seeing how things are, I'm confident I must be very, very, handsome.

Taking a deep breath, Inner told him liked a coach whispered to his student before an important boxing match, you are a guy now (Sai: Actually, you're a tranny…). Both of us must behave like a guy, although I have not a single idea how a guy would react at being stared at by a horde of women as though he were a piece of heavenly chocolate.

How about trying to be polite and noble? I don't want to be a second Neji or Gaara.

That might be a good idea, Inner cheered. This world needed more hot princes liked us too!

And so putting on his most alluring smile and using a soft baritone voice that for the first time, Akira knew he had. "My apologies, ladies, but I really need to go. May be we can get to know each other in another day an-"

"My god, he's freaking hot!" As delighted squeals filled the air. There was a sudden movement and before Sakura, an elite ninja could flinch, a girl had rushed towards her steak – no, towards Akira – and this sparked a chain reaction. Good god, when there's dozens of girls rushing towards you! What would a guy usually do? Akira didn't know, but he… he wanted to RUN!

Tsunade would kill Sakura when she heard her prized student scurried off liked a little weak puppy, when just facing some delicate, fragile kunochis. Ok. Her shinshou also needed to know this. Sakura wasn't afraid when she faced with an murderous Sasori, a drunk Tsunade or a killing- mode Itachi, at least, not as scared as she was of being raped, traumatized, selling as sex slave and probably being raped again for the rest of her life. Sorry but the image wasn't appeal at all.

Damned those clingy, horny girls! Why were they so annoying? Even if she was using transportation jutsu or jumping from roof to roof in the quickest speed she could pull off, they wouldn't let her go. Now that Sakura noticed, it seemed the numbers just getting bigger and bigger! What the hell? She didn't know Konoha had this much women! And why were 10 years old kids and above 70 hags in the mix as well?

Wait! Were there also guys? ...Ok, she didn't need to know the reason for that. Not when she will stay in this form for the next 3 years. Shivering violently, Sakura decided that she was going to run as if all her life depended on it, or, more accurately, her virginity was on line.

Gratefully that she had smartly created many clones that able to divert the crowd's attention and slipped away stealthily, Sakura, once again, was in an exhausted spirit as she entered Naruto's apartment and lumped ungracefully on the floor right when she stepped foot on it.

"Eh? Sakura Chan?" The owner cocked his head in confusion at a gloomy, battering looking girl/guy. "What's wrong?"

"Everything." Akira expressed gravely to his best friend. "I was in peace one second and the next, suddenly, I was a prey for perverted women, from all ages! How absurd was that!"

"Hm, actually I don't think so. With my super powerful sexy Justu, it's only normal that you attract opposite sex liked bees flocking to honey." Naruto pointed out innocently but grinned with his arms folding behind his head as he added. "But isn't it awesome! You are so popular now! I bet you are even hotter than Sa… um, Sai, I meant…"

Tearing her eyes off the awkward blond, Sakura felt her heart dropped as she desperately changed the topic. "But it's really weird that I can't use henge on myself. I have tried several times earlier but it never works."

"Oh, I forget to tell you!" Naruto exclaimed. "You can't perform Henge or any other Jutsu to change your appearance! You are under a Henge yourself already! Any attempt to change will not work! Also, your look will remain the same for the next three years, even if you want it to change!"

"You mean I will be liked immortal while I'm in the jutsu?" Not aging and always had a beautiful, young face sounded rather too good to be real.

"Yep! Believe it!" The blond pointed a thump up excitedly while Sakura rolled her eyes. The baka should be grateful that she was too exhausted to yell at him for creating such a dump jutsu!

End Flashback

(After returning from the ramen shop)

In the evening, finally collapsing on her comfy bed in her own apartment with no potential threat around, Sakura allowed herself to relaxed and sighed at how much trouble her day had been (due to running plus dodging craze, rapid and hormone-unstable women). Then, she remembered the talk with Naruto before they got off to get Sai and growled. Though the-always-in-top-shape- part sounded nice, the part of not being able to Henge herself was rather alarming, especially when in emergency liked this day. She needed something to hide her face.

…May be a mask liked Kakashi Sensei would do. Yep! Of course! Why didn't she think about it earlier! Oh, how much energy had lost due to her stupidity! Adding the superior, most necessary object to the list of shopping, Sakura even wrote down the words in capital, bold, letters, in case she would forget about it the next day.

She had only spent a day as a boy and she had already lost half of her life-energy from the horrendous chase! Damned them, those annoying girls! No, damned the Vongula for being a bunch of tight ass, narrowed mined and sexist, who would prefer a boy to a girl! How unforgivable they were! If it's not for their stupid, selfish demands, she wouldn't have been transformed to a boy and no troubles liked today could happen to her old self! Even though Sakura hadn't met her newest clients, she had already felt a deep resentment toward them.

And whenever Sakura hates someone, the feeling will stay put till the rest of her life. She's totally not looking forward for her next three years!

Oh, man. Sakura buried her head in her pillow. Life's sucked!

A/N: The longest chapter so far. I tried a style of flash back but messed up all the way. I guess I'm just not suit for that structure. Oh, and just to clarify, Sakura still had her hair pink, but just slightly turned silver because they had been bleached by Sai. You know the color of white but reflected tinge of pink? If you don't know, try to use your imagination ok?

Now, the votes I've gathered.

Hibari 6

Mukuro 4

Tsuna 4

Byakuran 3

Dino 3

Gokudera 1

Yamamoto 2

Xanxus 1

Harem 1

Also, thanks to brokenmaestrom I've had an idea of getting a beta reader. Would anyone be interested? I'm kinda sucked, ok, may be a lot, in grammar and spellings so getting one to back up will be nice. Please, p.m me if you're bored and need a job to kill time!

Thanks for anyone who have read and reviewed. Your words inspired my work and speed up my writing. Hope you enjoy this chaper. See you in later chaps.