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Title: Sakura and her merry band of misfits

Summary: I've never done anything bad ever. I always do my work, listen to my elders, and shown respect to everyone I've ever met. So why am I in a mansion with a bunch of freaks that are at least seven years older than me? sakuraXmultiple

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

"Talking"

'Thinking'

Emphasizing

"Dark Zetsu" 'cause he's kickass like that

Chapter 10: Bad little kisser

"You broke them." Pein watched as Sakura held the broken plastic and shards of glass in her small hands. "I've already apologized, I don't know what else to say." She didn't bother to look up, she simply kept her gaze on her cupped hands. "But you broke them." He rolled his ringed orbs knowing that she couldn't see it and decided she was being over dramatic.

"Sakura." He began in his "I am god, do as I say." tone. "Nagato." The way her voice spoke in a finalized manner made his eyebrow raise in the slightest degree. Not only because of her tone, but because she'd never addressed him by anything but Pein-san. He inaudibly sighed through his nose and at how he got a mopey pink-haired teen sitting at his desk while gently cradling her broken glasses in her hands.

How exactly did he get in this situation? Oh, right. It was all because of Deidara. Pein had heard Sakura and Deidara having a conversation in front of his office door while he was trying to do paper work. He couldn't clearly make out what they were saying only that they slowly got louder and louder before he heard a re-sounding thud. Pein then decided it was time to intervene and opened the door to see Deidara straddling Sakura. With his fist clenched, Pein took a step forward and right onto her glasses. Leaving him in his current predicament of a depressed Sakura.

"Is your vision that bad?" Here her shoulders stiffened slightly before he heard her sigh. "No...My eyes clash with my hair and people stare so I wore these glasses." Pein shifted slightly, uncomfortable how Sakura wouldn't look at him but he'd never admit it. "Why don't you wear shades?" He reached down to take the safety hazard from her hands and she snapped her head up. "No, these were a gift. Maybe just as a joke, but I can't just throw them away."

As Sakura spoke her hands unconsciously tightened around the object in question and she winced, dropping what was left of her present on his desk. A shard had lodged itself into her hand and crimson began to run along her palm. Pein looked at her in hidden alarm and pulled his office chair away from his desk. He stood on his knees between her parted legs and held her wrist.

With such gentleness Sakura didn't know he possessed, Pein removed the shard and tossed it into the trashcan tucked beside his desk. His eyes stayed focus on the wound and he brought it closer to his pierced face. She attempted to jump back when she felt his tongue lick her wound. "What're you doing?!" The question came out as a bewildered shriek and Sakura slightly paled. Was he trying to infect her? He was getting his saliva in her blood stream!

Pein merely looked up at her with eyes hooded seemingly in boredom and slowly dragged his tongue along the split skin. The color returned to Sakura's face ten-fold and she pressed herself into the cushioned chair. "I-I...thank-you...b-but I think you stopped the bleeding, Pein-san..." Pein gave her hand one last lick before the corner of his lip quirked upwards. "What happened to "Nagato?" He brought himself closer and placed his elbows on her thighs, her wrist still captive.

"I, um, may have been…a little…" Here Pein licked her again earning a sharp gasp. "Stop, okay! I was really out of line! Excuse me for my rude behavior." As Sakura spoke her eyes landed on anything and everything but his own. "N-now, if you would please let me go I could get the Band-Aid out of my pocket and get back to work..." She trailed off and not-so-subtly glanced at the large hand on her slim wrist. But Pein dug in her pocket and pulled out the Hello-Kitty bandage himself.

Her cheeks darkened and a smirk curled his lips. "Adults can like Hello-Kitty too!" Sakura puffed out her cheeks and watched Pein one-handily applied the pink Band-Aid. "I'm not a kid, in case you didn't know." Her finger brushed against his earring as he brought her hand to his cheek. "Of course." He murmured quietly and turned his head to let his lips brush the palm of her hand. As their eyes locked she was pretty sure he kissed her wound. "You're a woman in my eyes."

Sakura felt she was going to die of embarrassment when there was a knock on the door. Pein's lips set in a thin line as he smoothly stood and Sakura turned towards the door. "Enter." The door opened slowly to reveal Sasori no Akasuna himself. "Leader-sama." They nodded to each other and Sakura watched the interaction in mild confusion. Even if their expressions were over all stoic she could've sworn that for a split second she saw Sasori scowl and Pein's jaw clench.

But she was probably imagining things.

"There's someone on the phone for you." Sasori loosely held a cordless in his hands and crossed the fairly-large room. He placed the phone into Pein's awaiting hand and turned to Sakura. "I need your help." She simply nodded and Sasori lead her out, letting the door soundlessly close behind them. Pein sat in his chair and brought the phone to his ear. "What." Realizing there was no one on the other end he inwardly growled before looking at the broken spectacles. 'I'm a cradle robber.'

• • • •

Sakura pursed her lips, not quite sure what to make out of the mess in front of her. Sasori had her help him paint their garage. It took a long while but they had done it. The weirdest part? They had several different colors of paint and had only used one color while there were still several un-painted patches and even more unopened cans. Why they were painting the garage, she didn't ask. Sakura found these kind of jobs were much easier when she just went along with what happened and only asked questions when she had to step out of her comfort zone to finish the job.

"We're only painting it red?" Sasori stood and offered his hand to the girl crouching curiously over the cans. "For now. It has to dry before we can continue." She laid the paint brush on top of a closed can and rubbed the paint from her hands on to her overalls. "What're we going to do while it dries?" He smirked as she grabbed his hand and he pulled Sakura to her feet. "Go out to play, of course." He intertwined his fingers with her own and led her away from their mansion of a fraternity. "Wait, what? Today? But I'm covered in paint." He almost snorted at her excuse and continued to walk through-out the school's festival.

"Don't worry, you're not the only one." She looked at his black shirt, grey jeans, and black shoes to see that they had even more paint than herself. Sasori stopped at a booth selling watermelon slices and bought one for Sakura and himself. They sat on the edge of a water fountain and Sasori handed Sakura her slice. "Since I can't take you off campus at the moment, this will have to suffice for now." She accepted the large slice of fruit and opened her mouth to sink her teeth in when a strong gust of wind blew on her hat.

She absent-mindedly reached up to pull it down before it completely blew away and on to the top of the fountain. Sakura put her watermelon on the thin paper plate and looked disdainfully at her favorite toboggan. She combed her hair with her fingers and laughed uneasily. Is this how dates were supposed to go? "A-ha…sorry, my weird hair is a mess…" Sasori put his watermelon down too and pulled Sakura close. "No, it's perfect. I love your hair." He buried his nose in her hair and she shivered despite her blush.

"Why're you so cold?" She could feel how cold his fingers were on her shoulders even through her t-shirt. Sasori held her tighter and let his cold nose brush against the skin above her ear, his lips on the shell. "Warm me up, Sa-ku-ra." He enjoyed the way she shivered with each syllable of her name that passed his lips and smirked. In truth, he had iron deficiency anemia but Sakura was like a living heater. "G-go get a jacket! Let me go!" He ignored her protesting and kissed the shell of her ear. Her blush increased ten-fold and his smirk widened.

"If a little peck on the ear makes you that warm, I wonder what I could do to you so you'll be really hot." Sasori squeezed her tighter to himself and she tried to squirm away from the red head's grasp. "Ah, you're warmer." Sakura nearly jumped out her skin at the words he whispered in her ear while kissing the lobe. "Qu-it…it!" His smirk widened and Sakura heard him make a tsking sound. "You've only just left luke-warm territory. I told you I was going to make you really hot."

'Oh no.'

Luckily his phone went off and he almost chuckled at the irony. Sakura breathed a sigh of relief as Sasori excuse himself to take the phone call. Her sigh of relief was interrupted when he pecked her lips. She tried to process exactly what he did when calloused hands covered her eyes. Her breath hitched before a voice lowly spoke in her ear. "Guess who?" She tried to put the voice to his face when the owner blew teasingly in to her ear. "Uchiha-san!" Itachi removed his hands and she turned to see his smirking face. "I had no idea your ears were so sensitive."

She turned the same shade of her hair and covered her ears with her hands. "Did you come here just to pick on me?" His smirk melted into a look of innocence and he took her hands from her ears. "I was only wondering why my little flower has strayed so far from the garden." Sakura looked down at his hands and slowly scooted back. "Ah, I, um w-was on a date…a-and-" She stopped when she backed up so far she bumped Sasori's slice of watermelon into the fountain.

A look of disappointment flashed across her face as it sunk to the bottom. "With who?" When Sakura no-longer could hear the teasing tone of Itachi's voice her head snapped in his direction and she tilted her head to the side in confusion at his sudden seriousness. "Akasuna-san…why?" Itachi's eyes narrowed for a split second before he stood and pulled Sakura with him.

"I think "Akasuna-san" will be busy for quite a while. Let's go back before someone will try to report you for trespassing." It was a private college and she was only allowed at the Akatsuki's, after all. Sakura glanced back at Sasori and it did look like he was in a deep conversation. She nodded to Itachi and they went back the way she'd came. "How'd you find me?" She inquired to fill the silence between them. "I was actually coming from one of my classes when I saw you sitting alone." The answer seemed to suffice and another silence fell across them until they reached the frat house.

"So…is there anything you need me to do?" Sakura had closed the door behind them and turned to see Itachi letting his hair out of his pony tail. Her hands gripped the straps of her book bag and she shifted from one foot to another. She had no idea why she was suddenly embarrassed she just wished it wouldn't show so easily. The only reason she offered was so that he'd finally finish writing his damned signature.

"Let's play a game." Confusion took home on her face as Itachi sat down. "A game?" He crossed his right leg over his left, looking like he owned the place. "Yes, a game. If you win, I sign your book." Sakura perked up until Itachi continued. "But if I win, you have to do me a favor." She nodded, a little less excited than before. "What's the game?" He paused to let the tension build before speaking. "Mockingbird."

"Mockingbird?" "See? You're getting it already." Sakura dug in her back-pack and pulled out her community service book. "This is going to be easy!" A child-like excitement filled her eyes as she handed over the booklet. "No hard feelings Uchiha-san, ne?" He laid the book on the arm rest and interlaced his fingers. "Aa. Do you understand the rules?"

She nodded and sat down on the couch beside her play-mate. "I say whatever you say." Itachi nodded and a hint of a smirk fluttered across his lips. "Let's begin. Do you honestly think you can beat me?" Sakura beamed at him and sat indian-style. "Do you honestly think you can beat me?" Itachi uncrossed his legs and hummed in approval. "So far so good. But let's take a time-out." Sakura began to nod her consent when she saw a smirk pull at the corner of his lips.

"So far so good. But let's take a time-out."

"I mean it, Sakura."

"I mean it, Sakura."

Once Itachi saw that Sakura really was planning to say everything he did, Itachi decided it was time for the real game to begin. "I give you fair warning, you should quit while you're ahead." Even after his warning, she merely smiled. "I give you fair warning, you should quit while you're ahead." His smirk vanished and Sakura's smile widened. "Very well. Let's begin."

A look of confusion replaced her previous look of triumph but she copied him anyway. Itachi wordlessly pulled Sakura on his lap so that she was facing him. Her hands gripped his shoulders and she wrapped her legs around his waist to keep her balance. When her mouth shot open to protest Itachi raised an eyebrow in question and she immediately quieted.

He chuckled, a low sound that made shivers rack down her spine. "Are you ready?" Sakura shook her head no as his exact same words slipped past her lips. His arms wrapped around her mid-section and he pulled her closer. "I think you're sex personified." Itachi watched as her cheeks turned the same color as her hair as her grip on his shoulder's tightened.

"I-I t-think...you're...s-s-s-ex personified!" Sakura's blush darkened and she looked down at her lap. But Itachi wouldn't allow her to wallow in her embarrassment. He slipped a finger under her chin and lifted her head. "I crave your touches, they send electric jolts throughout my body." She opened her mouth and no words came out resulting in an encouraging squeeze from Itachi. "Icraveyourtouchestheysendelectricjoltsthroughoutm ybody!"

Sakura took a deep breath and closed her eyes, silently praying for the game to be over. Itachi couldn't be more pleased and decided to whisper his next words. "My wettest dream is to tie you to my bed and do things to you that'd make you sing for me, my mockingbird." Sakura chocked on her spit and her eyes almost fell out of her head. The look in her eyes showed her disbelief and silently begged Itachi not to make her repeat his words.

He looked at her expectantly and she screwed her eyes shut. "My w...wet-test dream is...to t-ie you to m-my b-bed and...d-do thi-thin-gs t-to...you-" "Open your eyes." Sakura complied with his demand and found it harder to say the sentence looking into his eyes than just feeling them on her. "T-t-that'd make y...ou s-sing for m-me...my...m-mockingbird." Itachi leaned forward to close the space between them and his eyes began to slip close. "Open your eyes."

He smirked and did as told, pushing Sakura by the small of her back to meet him half-way. Their eyes locked as their lips locked and neither looked away. Sakura wanted to back away but was afraid she'd fall and hit her head. She had only told him to open his eyes to stall long enough to find a way to keep him from kissing her but it didn't work.

Itachi's kiss was soft and he pressed every bit of her against himself as he prodded Sakura into kissing him back. She reached out and felt her booklet. Quickly snatching it off of the arm rest, Sakura pushed against Itachi's chest and shoved the book in his face. "Just sign the book! I won! Game over!" He lowered the book with an amused glint to his eyes. The second he got done finishing his signature she scurried off his lap and out of the room.

While Sakura mourned over what Itachi made her say, she bumped into Kisame. "What's wrong with you Chibi-chan?" She moved her hands from her face and glared up at the large blue man. "Men. More specifically, Akatsuki men." He raised an eyebrow at the angered pinkette making her scowl at him. "Don't play dumb with me you big blue ass-hat." Kisame wanted to laugh but the look on her face told him now wasn't the time.

"You push my buttons and make me blush and I thought I could take it all in stride but then you think you have the balls to kiss me?" His eyebrows were impossibly high as Sakura gave out a stressed laugh and ran her hand through her hair. "Wait, I'm getting ahead of myself. You haven't had your turn yet have you, Babe?" If it were possible Kisame looked even more shocked as Sakura grabbed a fistful of his shirt and yanked him down to smash her lips against his own.

Too soon in Kisame's opinion, Sakura pushed him away and exasperatedly through her hands in the air. "You might as well have joined the frickin' club!" She barged past the surprised man and left the fraternity, ranting and raving all the while. As he heard the door slam shut he could only think of one thing to say. "Women."

Unexpected SakuxKisa moment! I'm not obsessed with blood, I just had this idea with Pein and wanted to type it out. Anyway, late update! I love the idea of Sasori whispering naughty things in Sakura's ear for a date. I hope you had as much fun reading it as I did typing it. Happy Friday~!