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Memory Refresher
Sakura's reaction caused her to fall backwards while Sasuke fell on top of her. His lips crashed against hers, as they both lost their "first kiss."
Light flooded into the tiny closet when someone opened it. "S-Sakura-chan?" Hinata stuttered, shocked to see her friend kissing a guy in her closet.
"TEME!" Naruto roared, he too was shocked to see Sasuke kissing, a girl.
"N-No! It's not what you think!" Sasuke quickly said.
"I'M GONNA KILL YOU!" Naruto shouted
The title for this ch. should go here..but i dont no what to call it..so yea..
Naruto quickly grabbed Sasuke's collar and shook him violently. "YOU! STUPID! TEME!" he yelled. "I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU WOULD KEEP YOUR RELATIONSHIPS AWAY FROM ME!"
"SHUT THE HELL UP YOU FRIGGIN IDIOT! THERE IS NO RELATIONSHIP!" Sasuke screamed.
There was an awkward pause while Naruto was thinking of a reply, "So you just go and kiss random girls?"
"YOU ASSHOLE! DO YOU THINK I WANTED TO KISS HER? I NEED TO ARREST HER! NOT MAKE OUT IN A FUCKEN CLOSET!"
"STOP YELLING AT ME!"
"MAKE ME YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"
The two males engaged into a fist fight yelling obscene words.
Sakura sat in the closet, still in the state of shock. She trembled slightly before she touched her lips; they felt as if they were burning. Hinata desperately shook her friend, trying to wake her up. "Sakura! A-Are you ok?"
Sakura's emerald orbs suddenly snapped back into focus. "Ha, I'm fine Hinata...". Her eyes traveled to the fighting rivals. She got to her feet and "noogied" Sasuke in the head when said man was busy pinning down Naruto. "Silly boy, you promised you wouldn't do that in public!" she said innocently, "Now we're caught red-handed. Hee hee, you're so naughty sometimes."
Sasuke stared and stared and stared at the pink-haired girl. His head pounded, he felt like strangling the girl right there. Even Naruto was quiet, Sakura just stood their smiling. "Ah well, I think its time to leave don't cha' think Sasuke-kun." She said in a rather demanding tone. Sasuke blinked once, and replied "I agree..." still dazed.
Sakura grabbed Sasuke's arm and flew out the door, out the apartment, and out of the block. (A.N wait..how do u fly out of the block..ok w.e she just ran away from that block..) Sakura panted as she ran, it wasn't easy running at her speed and dragging a guy at the same time. She turned and ran into an alley and finally stopped.
They stopped at an alley and the pink-haired girl faced him. "Well, gotta carry on with my life! See ya!" She turned around and was unexpectedly slammed into wall by an infuriated Uchiha. "Do you really think I'll let you go after today?" he growled angrily. He reached for his cuffs and remembered that he did not have them. "Crap." he thought.
He roughly flipped the girl to face him and held her small wrists with one hand. She smirked seductively at him, "I like it rough." she whispered. He gawked at her and accidentally loosened his grasp, the roseate quickly took the opportunity and kicked him hard in the family jewels.
Doubled up with indescribable pain, he clutched his groin while Sakura made her escape.
Back at the Police Place somewhere...i dunoo
Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang
Gunshots were muffled by the earmuffs Sasuke wore to protect his ear drums from blowing up. Perspiration ran down his cheeks as he reloaded his pistol; the gun gave a faint click when he flicked his wrist, closing it shut. He once again aimed at the target; he replaced the target with a mental image of a certain pink-haired girl before firing again. A smirk tugged at his lips as the bullet tore through the 'head'.
The raven-haired man heard someone's muffled speech and instinctively pointed his gun towards the speaker. He quickly lowered it, removed his ear piece, "Hello Jiraya-sama." "Have you seen Naruto?" the pervert asked. "I'm planning to take him on a little...trip."
"I-"
"OI! PERVERT! TEME!" a familiar voice shouted. Naruto ran up to them, a huge smile plastered on his face. "Ah, good timing Naruto. I need you to come with me on a trip." Jiraya started, a mischievous look was in his eyes, "Sasuke can come too. Do you want to join us?"
Sasuke wrinkled his nose; he had a sneaking suspicion to where this 'trip' was going to be. "No, I have better things to do." And with that he walked away, heading for the exit. He entered his office half an hour later after a quick shower. He groaned inwardly when he saw a file with his next mission.
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Obsidian eyes glared at the entrance of where muffled music could be heard. He was supposed to go to some nightclub and retrieve a briefcase. It was a solo mission and the briefcase must be retrieved as soon as possible. Supposedly, a gang of wannabes had stolen it.
He sighed and pushed the heavy glass door and was immediately greeted by bright, blinding lights. The smell of sweat and alcohol lingered in the air; silhouettes of bodies pressed together could be seen. He struggled to get through the crowd and to the flight of stairs that led to the tables.
He cursed silently at whoever thought of making the stairs in the middle of a crowd of drunk, dancing freaks. (A.N. HEY! I just made it like that so you could struggle!) He felt a countless amount of girls AND guys grinding on him as he pushed through. He scanned the tables as soon as he made it to the second floor. The raven-haired man quickly spotted a bunch of teenagers snorting at one of the tables.
"Target located." he said to himself. He glanced at the dark suitcase that was leaning on the couch next to a fat guy. "Object located."
He walked over and sat on a table in the corner. A waitress with orange hair and green eyes bounced over to him.
"Hello!" she screamed over the loud music, "How may--" she abruptly stopped and stared at him. Sasuke rolled his eyes, the waitress quickly snapped back into focus. "Sorry, how may I help you today?"
"1 Coke please."
"What!"
"I said, 1 Coke."
"SPEAK UP! I CANNOT HEAR YOU OV--"
"ONE COKE YOU FUCKING BITCH!"
She looked at him funny before poking him, "One poke because your back itch!?" He lost his patience; he grabbed the pad roughly out of her hands and scribbled his order on. He shoved it into her hands. The waitress walked away, her uniform was just like any school uniform. He glared at her retreating back before staring back at his targets. They were busy laughing; he drummed his fingers while he thought of a strategy. His thoughts felt muddled by the pounding music and thick atmosphere.
There was no use of starting a whole scene for such a simple mission. He'll just have to slip the briefcase away from them. He spotted the 'deaf' waitress coming in his direction; the gang was huddled together as if they were planning something. They settled back with sly smirks on their faces.
As she passed them by, one of them 'accidentally' stuck his foot out causing her to trip. There was a muffled crash from his coke and the waitress laid sprawled on the ground. Her skirt had slid up, revealing her slender thighs and a tiny hint of panties.
"Clumsy girl." he thought.
He watched as the member that tripped her, helped her get up. More like an excuse to touch her. The goon wrapped his right arm around her breasts and his hand was actually cupping one. He used the other one to lift her by the waist. The orange-haired waitress hastily made her way towards him; she was continuously fixing her hair although it looked fine to him.
His curiosity got the better of him and he grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him. In the blinking neon lights, he made out several strands of hair were not orange. Instead they were pink; she looked horrified when he realized who she was. Anger pulsed through him as he pulled her down next to him and slapped off the wig.
"What the fuck are you doing here!" he growled loudly over the pounding music.
She narrowed her emerald orbs back at him while brushing some of her hair back, "I work here."
"Wh-"
"And I suppose you're working too." she stated. She jerked her head in the direction of the gang, "They call themselves 'The Ghetto Rebels' Gay much? Yes. They come here nearly every night. They are stupid 16 year olds who think they're cool. Fucking perverts." She flicked at the bangs that slipped down from her ear, "Anything else you need to know about them? Oh yea, they are leaving in like half an hour so you should go get that briefcase now."
"How did-?"
"After I took your order, I went and broke into your car and found your mission file." she stated bluntly.
"Look, I'll go steal that for you if you don't bother me on my shift." she looked at him as if he were a little mischievous child, "Just go get that thingy and off you go and here I stay."
"I don't need help from a criminal. After I retrieve that case, I'll arrest you too."
She sighed and rolled her eyes, "Men and their pride. Fine, I'll help you by distracting. You go get that thing and get out of here."
"Stop wasting my time! You're distracting enough. You're damn clumsy; you'll just be a burden!"
"Oh! So you really think I tripped by accident!" She lifted her shirt a little and grabbed something from her skirt; a wallet. "He's the leader of them idiots. This might come in handy." She chucked the wallet at him. "Be right back." Sasuke opened the wallet and found out the leader's driver's license.
Someone lightly tapped him on the shoulder, he looked up; his onyx orbs widened slightly in shock. Sakura wore what resembled to be what she wore at Hinata's house. She had gotten rid of the straps of her pink tank top and had folded it up to make it seem like a tube top. Her black skirt had been shredded extremely short, if she bent forward slightly; she would be able to expose half of her underwear.
She wore platform shoes with black straps and her hair was done into a messy bun. Her top revealed most of her cleavage and she stank of alcohol. (A.N. Serious B.O. (Beer Odor) Ha Ha get it?) She must have also applied a large amount of blush because her face looked flushed. "Well, I overdid the skirt. But what do you think? I look like a genuine drunken whore right?"
"You always did." he replied coldly.
"Mou, Sasuke-kun! That hurt my feelings!"
"I don't give a damn! If you're trying to help, I don't need it."
The roseate ignored him and walked towards the gang, her body swayed as she tottered. Giving an impression that she was indeed a drunken bitch. The same guy that had tripped her before did the same thing and Sakura ended up falling on the fat tub of lard. Sasuke squinted and saw her kicking the briefcase, causing it to sail to the other side of the room. He got up and paced to the direction of the suitcase.
"She's pretty, can't wait to fuck her." a nasal voice gloated.
"I call dibs first!" another cried out gleefully.
A pang of guilt hit Sasuke as he glanced over at the lithe form on the layers of blubber. One of her viridian eyes opened and it clearly urged him to go on. "Well I do need to arrest her." he thought, trying to think of an excuse.
"What are you doing with my sister?" he growled menacingly at the group.
One of them smirked, "Just having a little bit of fun."
Sasuke firmly grasped Sakura's wrist and pulled her to him. Her head rested on his shoulder, "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!" she whispered loudly into his ear. One of the gang members stood up and threw a punch at Sasuke. The dark-haired man caught it with his free hand and twisted his wrist painfully. The rest of the gang stood up and poised to fight, "Get ready to run." he muttered to the female leaning on him.
He dashed away, pulling the young woman with him. He picked up the briefcase and scrambled down the staircase as Sakura quickly followed. Angry shouts could be heard from behind them as they pushed through the sea of people. The two burst out and ran down the dark streets closely followed by the furious gang.
"Shit, shit, shit..." Sakura cursed while she repeatedly stumbled because of her high shoes. They took a sharp turn and the female quickly pushed her partner into an alley. She grabbed the case out of his hands and chucked it into the nearby dumpster.
"WHAT THE FUCK--!!"
She quickly silenced him by firmly pressing her lips against his. His muffled cries were also muted when she jammed her tongue into his mouth. Footsteps thundered and faded away as the gang that was pursuing them disappeared. "God damn, that was close." She muttered while checking if the pursuers were truly gone. A familiar cold metal was placed upon her wrist. Sasuke roughly twisted her arm and cuffed her other wrist.
"I help you and you do this."
The pink-haired girl shook off her platforms and muttered something about 'slut wear.' Sasuke firmly grasped her arm, well aware of what she was going to do. She pouted cutely, "Now, now there Sasuke-kun; I don't think Mr. Balls would like to meet Ms. Foot." He winced slightly remembering what had happened earlier.
"Well I think, Ms. Foot should stay put if she knows what's good for her."
He pushed her out of the alley, while carrying the briefcase in one hand.
"THERE THEY ARE!!"
The dark-haired man glanced behind him and saw the gang running in their direction. "Kuso! Run!!" He started to run but he did not hear the following footfalls, he turned around. Sakura was being held down by two guys while the leader was trying to take her top off her.
Anger coursed through him as he raced back and chucked the case at the leader. Then he quickly punched one of the guys and kicked the other. The girl quickly got up and stood next to Sasuke. Her eyes flared with anger, "These. Off. NOW!"
"Yea right." Sasuke answered back, looking at the 8 gang members that surrounded them. Their backs touched as they faced opposite of each other. One lunged at Sakura and before Sasuke could even hit the assaulter, she punched him right in the face.
Hard.
The guy wheeled away and nursed his bloody broken nose. "FUCK OFF BITCHES!!" She screamed angrily at them. "Calm down, I'll handle them."
"Fuck no. YOU! Stay put Mr. Pretty Boy cuz' Ms. Foot is about to meet some new friends." She sprinted to the leader and stopped just as she was about to punch him. "This! Is for your fuckin thumb that touched me!" And she kicked him in the balls. "AND THIS I FOR YOUR INDEX FINGER!!" She delivered another blow with her fist. The other members started to surround Sakura as she continued to hit the leader for every finger he had.
Sasuke gracefully jumped in and knocked out two, while the young woman kicked backwards; her heel digging into one of the gang members' chin. "AND THIS IS WHAT YOU GET CUZ YOU JUST DO!!" She elbowed the leader hard in the stomach before kicking him sky high. The leader was long unconscious, his face was beyond recognition and Sakura seemed satisfied.
She gathered all of her saliva and spat on the leader's face. She turned her attention to the fierce fight Sasuke was putting up. He was against 4 members who were armed with knives. He seemed to be cut in several places but that didn't seem to slow him down. Sakura jumped over one member and hit another as she landed. "3 to 2, better catch up."
Two landed on the ground with a thump, "3 to 4."
"Wrong, It's a draw." she corrected, kicking a unconscious male forward. "Well! Gotta go get these things off. I'm not much of a bracelet person."
He grasped her arm reflectively and glared at her. She looked deeply into his obsidian orbs, "That hurts." He did not loosen his grasp, "You're annoying."
"No, I'm Sakura."
"God, you're so damn annoying!!"
"Stupid chicken head!"
He glared at her once more before looking for the suitcase; he noticed in the dim moonlight that Sakura's feet were bleeding. Her pale porcelain skin was accented by the dark crimson liquid. He bent down and pulled her closer to him, "Get on." She hesitantly got on his back, his hands cradling her bottom.
Too tired to continue.
But there WILL be a lemon in the next chapter I can promise you that.