Sakura jumped, almost tripping over her feet as her ears picked up Hidan yelling something from the kitchen's doorway.
"What the fuck are you doing to her, you dip shit?" He asked once again, directing his words at Tobi who was currently bending over Sakura's back, his gloved hand almost reaching her petite neck.
Pinkette inwardly gasped at the position she was in, quickly turning around and scrambling away from Tobi, right onto the kitchen counter.
The Jashinist, clad in only his baggy red boxers, impatiently rubbed his temples.
"Look you little fucking sh-"
DINGGGGGGGGGGGGG rang the apple shaped timer,indicating that it was time to take cake out of the oven.
"YAY, THE CAKE IS READY!" Cheered the masked male as he happily ran over to the oven and opened its door, acting completely oblivious towards the obviously tense atmosphere in the kitchen.
"Take it out Sakura-chan or else it will burn!" He playfully commanded, pointing towards the cake with his long, gloved finger.
Sakura kept glaring at him with eyes narrowed as she grabbed a thick kitchen towel, nearing the oven and then bending down to take out the cake.
Completely ignoring the way both of the males present shamelessly stared down at her bottom, Sakura pulled the cake out and placed it down on a kitchen counter, waiting for it to cool.
"Tobi is a good boy!" Exclaimed Tobi as he suddenly jumped Sakura, none too gently hugging her from behind, gloved hands dangerously close to her binded breasts.
"Uuuuh-" was all the pinkette managed to say right before Hidan forcefully removed Tobi from her person, punching him in the stomach.
"You little fucking shit, don't touch the bitch like that! Can't you see she is not comfortable with you? Seriously."
"There is no need to hit him like that." Sakura told Hidan, roughly grabbing his arm when he was once again about to hit the poor masked male on the floor.
"YES YES, TOBI IS A GOOD BOY! TOBI DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!" Agreed the said poor masked male, waving both of his arms in front of himself,feigning innocence.
"YOU ARE SO FUCKING ANNOYING!" Yelled the Jashinist before snapping his head around and immediately staring down at the visible part of pinkette's cleavage, grinning.
Too bad Sakura had noticed that.
"PERVERT!" Screamed the blushing pinkette, swinging her extended hand towards Hidan, slapping him onto the wall nearby, letting the Jashinist slowly slide down onto the floor next to the laying Tobi.
"BITCH!" He screamed, holding his bruised cheek, violet eyes wide as saucers.
"GRAMPS!"
"YOU LITTLE-"
"CAKE!" Chirped Tobi, pointing towards the kitchen counter.
"Oh, that's right. I guess we can eat it while it's warm.."
"I want some cake too, cut me a piece, bitch." Casually said Hidan, standing up from the floor, dusting off his boxers.
"No!" Groaned Sakura as she began cutting into the cake with a butcher knife, only because she couldn't find any other knifes in the kitchen.
"And why the fuck not?"
"Because Hidan-san was looking at Sakura-chan's boobies and that made her angry."
"I so was not looking at her tits! They're not even there!" Defended himself the Jashinist, his cheeks turning a lovely shade of pink.
"Oops. Tobi meant to say that Hidan-san is just a shameless pervert. Ha ha, my bad!"
"YOU SON OF A BITCH!"
As the Jashinist was about to sacrifice Tobi, Sakura shoved a plate of cake into his face, not wanting for a fight to start again in between the two Akatsuki memebers.
"HAVE A PIECE THEN!" She yelled, looking away from Hidan, her face flushing from anger.
The Jashinist straightened himself, grabbing the plate with a victorious grin.
"Good bitch."
"Hope you choke on it.." Sakura muttered under her breath, plopping down onto a chair behind the large kitchen table before cutting herself a piece of chocolate cake.
Hearing a chair to her left scrape over the floor, the pinkette pushed another plate with cake already on it, towards Tobi,who happily drummed against the wooden table with his tea spoon.
'Mmmm. So good.'
Sakura inwardly moaned at the taste of the juicy, chocolaty delight in her mouth. That of course until Hidan decided to compliment the pinkette's cooking in his own, special way.
"I just came." Groaned Hidan, closing his violet eyes, fully tasting the delicious cake.
"Oh oh! Can Tobi see?"
Almost choking on her saliva, medic-nin stared at Tobi with her best what the hell face, but then again, so did Hidan.
"What's wrong? Tobi is a good boy!"
'Ugh, what a weirdo.'
'Yeah..' agreed the inner Sakura.
"N..nothing. Tobi is a good boy." Replied the pinkette,
plastering on a reassuring smile while kicking Hidan's leg under the table, making him stop staring at Tobi and instead heatedly start glaring at her.
"Sakura-chan called Tobi a good boy, Tobi is happy. Oh, and the cake is yummy!"
"I'm glad you like it." Sakura whispered with a small smile, blushing even harder than before.
God dammit, the lack of male-ness in her life definitely started affecting her, now of all times nonetheless.
Softly sighing, the pinkette looked down at the cake, deciding that it could be split into five more, somewhat even pieces.
She would give one to Kakuzu, one to Itachi and two to Kisame, simply because he was awesome for not telling anyone about their time at the hot springs.
Well, if he did tell anyone she would just simply punch him into obliviousness anyway, so it really didn't matter if he ate the two cake pieces or not, right?
That left a one leftover piece which could simply be left to the lucky person to find it. Yup, that was exactly what Sakura was going to do, leave the piece to a lucky Akatsuki.
Successfully creating two shadow clones, pinkette gave each of them a plate with a piece of chocolate cake and a teaspoon.
"Alright. You go to Itachi's room and tell him that I will come to visit him later. If he doesn't want the cake, you can also tell him that Hidan or Tobi will wolf it down instead."
She told her first clone who simply nodded in response and took off in the direction of the older Uchiha's bedroom.
"You." Sakura directed her words towards the second clone in front of her.
"Take this plate to Kisame's room and tell him that I'm trying to fatten him up in hopes of making sashimi out of his body once Akatsuki is running low on food." She added with an evil smirk.
The second clone also smirked, nodding before taking off in the direction of Kisame's room.
Turning towards the still sitting Hidan and Tobi, Sakura took the third plate into her hands.
"The last piece of cake is not to be eaten by either of you. If you do eat it, I will skin you alive. Is that clear?" She asked in a overly sweet voice, cheerfully smiling at the two males who as expected, looked quite intimidated.
"Of course Sakura-chan! Tobi is a good boy!" Replied Tobi, trying to eagerly nod in reassurance, his voice lowering.
"You could still skin Hidan though." he added, in a barely audible whisper.
"Yeah,whatever bitch." Said Hidan, glaring away at a poor wall behind Sakura's back.
"Perfect!" Exclaimed the pinkette as she turned on her heel and walked out of the kitchen, heading towards Kakuzu's room.
Knocking three times before entering the room, Sakura smiled at the stitched man who in return gave her an utterly bored stare.
"Here's some cake for you, Kakuzu-san." She politely said, setting the plate down next to a pile of money on the stitched man's desk.
"Cake?" He questioned, glancing down at the the wonderfully smelling baked delight that sat on a medium sized white plate, next to his suitcase that was filled with money.
"Yes, cake. Don't worry, I haven't poisoned it yet." Informed the pinkette, giving the sitting man an evil smirk.
The money grubber scoffed, leaning closer to the plate, carefully sniffing the cake. Deeming it safe enough, he brought it up to his mouth and bit off a piece.
Thoughtfully savouring its taste, Kakuzu's eyes drifted back to the medic-nin who was leaning against the wall next to his desk, checking her nails.
"Are you bribing me, kunoichi?"
Sakura only smirked, rolling her eyes.
"Is it working?" She asked, pushing herself off the wall, walking back towards the open door.
"Maybe." Grunted Kakuzu, not wanting to look at the smug grin on the pinkette's face.
"Good." She said over her shoulder before gracefully slipping out of the room, leaving its wooden door open.
Taking a walk down the endless corridor, Sakura spotted someone leaning against the wall for support.
"Crap.." The medic-nin breathed, running up to the coughing Uchiha who was covering his mouth.
"H..hn." coughed the sharingan user, narrowing his eyes at the worried kunoichi.
"Lets go to my room Uchiha-san, I will run a check-up on your health." Sakura whispered to the Uchiha prodigy, grabbing onto his wrist, starting to drag him off towards her room.
"Please, just call me Itachi." He managed to say between coughs.
"Alright, Itachi-san. Follow me." Said the pinkette, finally letting go of Itachi's wrist, nodding to herself.
"Please sit down on the bed and remove your shirt." Instructed Sakura after closing her wooden, bedroom door.
"I will now run a fast check-up on your health." She hurriedly added, grabbing a piece of paper and a pencil, starting to scribble something down.
Itachi raised his brow, complying to Sakura's request nonetheless.
Shirtless, he sat on the pinkette's bed, waiting for her to move towards him once she was done writing, not in the least expecting the icy glare sent his way.
Throwing the piece of paper at the Uchiha's face, Sakura took her chair and set it down infront of him,sitting down, letting chakra flow into her fingertips.
'Read it.' She mouthed to the sharingan user who simply nodded and unfolded the piece of paper, reading its contents, his eyes widening as he inwardly scowled.
'I already know that you are suffering some fatal disease, I just do not know which one, yet.
The fact that I was actually able to injure your arm is out of the ordinary. Not because I am not strong enough, but because you let me cut it.
It's because you hoped to have a reason to come to me without raising any suspicion, correct?
Guess what? It worked.'
"Impressive." Nodded the Uchiha, narrowing his eyes at the medic-nin who gave him a scowl as she suddenly brought her hand palms up to his face.
"Thank you. Now please close your eyes and do not turn on the sharingan until I tell you to, I'm going to heal th-"
"Do you not need to run a check-up on my eyes first, before starting to heal them, Sakura-san?" Questioned the sharingan user, knitting his elegant brows together in suspicion as he cut off the medic.
"Obviously not since I've already checked your eyes while you were reading, Uchiha." She spat, clearly disliking how the man had questioned her medical skills.
"Hn." Grunted the said man, closing his eyes with a soft sigh.
That is when there was a single knock on the door, followed by sudden silence.
Sakura's head whipped towards the door, her pale green eyes narrowing in alert.
'Shit.'