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A/N: So, guess who won the poll? Well, there won't be much Deidara & Tobi in this one. But in the next chapter okay.
HidaSaku – 8 / TobiSakuMada– 7 / DeiSaku – 6 / ItaSaku – 5 /SasoSaku – 4 / KakuSaku – 3 / PeinSaku – 2 / KisaSaku – 1 / ZetsuSaku – 0
Poor Zetsu, he needs some love too. Anyways, I tried my best to update early this week but I was suddenly down with a horrible fever and flu. SPORTS DAY is scarreh. But hey I've updated now & I hope you'll like this chapter.
CAPTURED
"You're cold." She snorted and shook her head at the masked man.
She froze when she felt warm lips pressed against her own.
He pulled his mask back down with a smile. "I'll warm you up, darling."
PART 8
The Akatsuki began muttering to each other in low voices. Something bad was going to happen. Definitely.
"Shit, un."
"Bitch's gonna be mad."
With a roar, Sakura lashed out at the carnivorous ninja. Being caught off guard, Zetsu was slammed hard onto the wall. His face contorted into a mixture of pain and shock. Without any effort, the pinkette had pinned him up on the wall far more effectively than any one of his enemies.
Zetsu mentally noted with a sly grin that he loved strong and rebellious girls. One moment she was all innocent and sweet then the next thing you know, her attitude took a three hundred and sixty degrees turn. Maybe she had a split personality, just like him. They would both get along fine, very fine.
"Did you hurt them?"
Her voice was soft, only loud enough for him to hear. She kept her emerald glare on him, never once directing her eyes away from Zetsu. Little did she know, he was pleased to have her full attention on him despite the warning looks he gained from his members. Zetsu didn't know what it was, he felt a tinge of hope every time he looked into her eyes. She was his light in the darkness.
"Zetsu."
The blank face Sakura had twisted into a furious scowl. Zetsu was half amused. Being held onto the wall by a girl shorter than him was nothing to be proud of. Worse, she was a girl with pink hair. In the back of Zetsu's head, he heard voices sniggering and chattering.
Ignoring the wave of dizziness and nausea from the sudden blow, the cannibal craned his neck and looked up. His emotionless orbs stared into hers. Somehow, he would never get bored of her radiant looking emerald eyes.
"I ate them. They escaped." His black side cackled. "They tasted sour. Did not. Shut up." Another laugh came from Black Zetsu while White Zetsu kept quiet. "Your little friends." The black side glowered, his eyes narrowing at every word. "Pathetic ninjas especially the blonde one." He wriggled, but made no attempt to push Sakura away.
The room was almost silent. Sighing, Kisame tried calling out for the pinkette, only to be hushed by a certain redhead whom she had once killed before. Sasori gave the shark nin a 'do-not-involve-yourself' stare. He knew better than to get involved in this mess especially one concerning a super strength pinkette who can easily break bones with her finger and a cannibal plant ninja who loves eating fingers.
Sakura would have thought Zetsu was bluffing but when she looked at him, it was hard to decide if he was telling the truth. Sometimes, Black Zetsu was more humanistic than White Zetsu. But sometimes White Zetsu was more honest. She just couldn't decide.
"Stop taunting her. Am not." The plant man snickered at her harsh breathing. Her hold on his neck was loosened, her hand trembled slightly. Sakura's slight headache suddenly flared up into a full blown migraine.
The pinkette growled, fingers wrapping once more around his neck. "Shut up right now." Her head hurt. Really bad. Her voice was dangerous, angry. "I hate liars especially one who eats his enemies." She titled her head, bringing it closer to his face. "I need to know the truth." She wasn't smiling. Just staring down at him with a neutral expression.
Sakura thoughts drifted off to her two friends. Naruto and Sasuke-kun. Did they really die? Did Zetsu really kill them? Or worse, did he eat them alive? All these questions in her head were driving her almost to the edge of insanity. Images of Zetsu flashed through her mind. His sharp teeth baring themselves at their dead corpses. What about Pein's promise? Was he going to betray her too?
Her teeth clenched tight, her eyes were closed. She prayed that everything was just a dream. The sorrow. The fear. It nearly killed her. Then, she felt a sudden wetness somewhere at the nape of her neck.
'Inner.'
'Nope, it wasn't me.'
'Very funny. Ha ha.'
'It's not funny, girl. I'm totally innocent this time!'
'You better- EW!'
Sakura pulled herself away from the wetness. "You." She hissed. "Are so dead." She said, her voice dangerously calm. Her eyes were shooting daggers at Zetsu.
The fucking plant man just fucking licked her! She just slammed him onto the nearest wall and choked him. Instead what she got was his stupid tongue licking her neck as if she was an ice cream! And damn, she felt good. NO WAY. Stupid hormones.
"You taste good. True." His voice purred. She gasped noticing the close distance between them. The way their noses were almost touching. She could feel his breath on her face. He just had to lick her. "Mmm." Sakura took another sharp intake of breathe. God, this felt so wrong.
Zetsu's free hand reached over and stroked her hair. His hand felt warm. She hated him for that. She hated everything about Akatsuki. The way they made her feel. They did this to her.
"I'll have another taste." He whispered and smiled wickedly. Sakura shuffled back only to have his hand gripping her hair harder to pull her closer. His face darkened eerily. She thought he was going to eat her. Damn, what were the Akatsuki doing just standing there? Help the damsel in distress!
He just licked her again on the cheek.
Damn plant bastard. She wanted so badly to tear him from limb to limb.
"Sweet."
Zetsu felt a sharp pressure on his throat and immediately he shut his mouth but his eyes glazed with wicked delight.
The power inside of Sakura throbbed. Then, it snapped forcefully within her. Without any warning, she demolished the wall into pieces with her left hand. Actually, she was aiming for that plant pervert's head but too bad his body had sunk into the walls before the impact.
"Asshole."
A hand grabbed her shoulder forcefully. "Bitch!" The crude voice barked from behind her. "Look at what you fucking did!" The voice became louder, more annoyed. "You let that fucking plant lick you! He's got his virus all over you bitch." He was shaking her harder.
Hidan was downright jealous at the cannibal. He was going to sacrifice that Zetsu bastard to Jashin-sama. That was if he could kill him off. Sakura was his, only his. No one else was allowed to touch her. Lick her. The silver haired man frowned.
"Why do you care?"
Hidan blinked.
"Oh?"
Sakura turned around to face the Jashinist, her head tilted slight at a cute angle. Just pretty enough for Hidan to admire her perfectly shaped face.
"I can do better than him."
The immortal man grinned musingly at her. It didn't take a genius to know that he was planning something. The moment Sakura felt his hands roaming over her back to some place lower, she tensed. Her eyes widened when Hidan's hand groped her ass pulling her closer to his toned chest. There was a low rumble in his chest earning a full blush on her face.
"Why you-"
SMASH.
And now, there was a hole in the wall. A hole with Hidan's body shape. It seemed like the Jashinist had been sent backwards crashing into a few walls.
Kakuzu snorted and continued counting his money. What a waste of time. He innerly complained, wishing that he would get some alone time with their medic soon. If only he wasn't immortal. He would have to come up with a scheme to get her.
Deidara whistled. He looked happier now than before.
The red head almost burst into laughter. But Sasori was too cool to do that. Instead, he just stared at Sakura. He nodded a little at her, a hint of smile graced his lips. Sakura's blush only intensified when Sasori smirked handsomely at her.
"To think I actually killed that stupid puppet." She muttered earning another smirk from the puppeteer. His hazel eyes only hardened more on her figure. There was a twinkle in them making her swore quietly.
"Haruno."
Sakura wore back her frown on her face. Part of her felt like punching the Uchiha's face. Gorgeous looking face. Must he be so unemotional? He never smiled before, not even once during her stay with them. She was curious. What did Itachi look like when he smiled?
"We will discuss about my foolish brother and the Kyuubi vessel later." The look on his face was dry, cold. His voice was a monotone, barely revealing any emotion. "For now, we will go to my room."
Sakura wanted to cry. Itachi Uchiha inviting her to his room? Practically, this was a dream come true for every fan girl. She couldn't help but laugh. It was too amusing. Until he told her that he required her assistance to heal his eyes. Rolling her eyes, she couldn't help but wonder what will happen next.
'R-A-P-E'
'Kami-sama, save me.'
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-Konoha-
"B-But.."
"Shush., Hinata."
"I-Ino-chan.." her voice cracked. "I-I don't know about this." Hinata clasped her hand together placing them on her lap. "I-I just have this feeling."
The blonde Yamanka blinked at the Hyuuga heiress. Stuffing another scroll into her backpack, she snapped her fingers. "Ah yes! How could I have forgotten?" Ino pushed herself up and headed to her closet. She began digging through heaps of clothes, searching for something that Hinata had no idea of.
Hinata glanced nervously around Ino's room again. They were packing their belongings for their mission. Who knows how many days this mission will take? It wasn't important how long it would take, as long as they find Sakura-chan.
Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.
There was a nagging feeling in Hinata's stomach. A voice telling her that Sakura was pleading for her help, someone's help from far away. She needed them. If the raven haired beauty had a choice, she would have been the first one to rush out to aid Naruto to look for her pink haired friend.
"S-Sakura-chan…" She trailed off, her bangs covering her eyes. Are you alright?
"Found it!" The blonde chirped happily. She skipped over to Hinata's side with a silly grin on her face. She slowly sat back down on the carpet facing her friend. Ino's grin soon faded away when she noticed Hinata's grim look.
"Hinata." Her face became serious. Ino's blue orbs stared into Hinata's pearl ones. "I understand how you feel about forehead-girl." She said calmly, her voice never once cracking.
Throughout the years, Hinata had looked up to the Yamanaka blonde as her second idol. Her first idol was none other than the Godaime Hokage's apprentice, the one with pink hair and emerald eyes. Ino had changed dramatically just like Sakura. They were stronger, tougher and more matured compared to their chuunin years.
Ino continued, her face contorting into a hurt expression. "I'm just as worried as you are." She paused, taking a deep breathe. "We just can't stay like this. Worrying over her twenty four." She threw Hinata a look. "Forehead wouldn't like this."
A wave of emotions washed over the Hyuuga heiress. The realization stroke her as her eyes widened after listening to the blonde's words. Ino was right. It was no use being sad and depressed over this. They had to do something.
She nodded at Ino. A glint of determination in her eyes. She was Hinata Hyuuga after all.
Ino Yamanaka had the most pleasant smile on her face. "That's my girl, Hinata."
Then, giggles filled the room.
"Now, let's pack. We've got five more minutes left before we move out."
"Y-Yes, Ino-chan!"
"That's the spirit."
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Humming slightly, Kakashi pulled the orange book down from his face to see an emotionless Sai right in front of him. Very close to his face. Using his one eye stare, he blinked his eye boredly at his student.
"Sai?"
"Kakashi-sensei."
The two stared at each other for a while. None of them spoke another word. Kakashi hummed again, directing his attention back to his porno book.
"You're not coming with us."
It wasn't a question. It was more like a statement. Sai was there when the Hokage-sama had given the silver haired nin a direct order not to join this mission.
"Very well, you'll all leave in one hour. Pack your belongings and gather at the gate. Neji Hyuuga and Shikamaru Nara will be your captains for this mission." She waved her hand, absent mindedly dismissing the rest of the Rookie Nine. "Get out now."
Tsunade eyed the two members of Team Seven warily. There was just something up with her, Sai realized. "You two stay." Her voice commanded in a low tone at Kakashi and Sai.
"Yes, Hokage-sama." The two chorused.
The voluptuous blonde stood up. Her heels clinking with every step she took. "Kakashi Hatake." She stopped when she was standing just directly in front of him. Her honey eyes narrowed at the silver haired ninja. "You are not going with them."
The pale boy's eyes widened in dismay.
The older man showed no response. His eyes bored into the Hokage's ones demanding for a reasonable answer. "Why so, Hokage-sama?" He said calmly, masking his eagerness.
She crossed her arms in front of her chest. "I'm no fool." She warned him. "I know you were there when those two brats escaped." She paused and waited for his response, but none came. So, she continued. "Consider this as your punishment, Hatake. You as their teacher should have known better than to stop your students."
Kakashi closed his one eye and sighed silently. When Tsunade was using that tone on him, there was no way he could refuse. He rather not get pummel by the violent blonde. Besides, this was the Godaime Hokage's orders. If he were to go against it, he would be getting a death sentence.
"Yes, Hokage-sama."
Sai could not believe his ears. How could Kakashi agree to this? This was his only chance to look for Sakura! He was letting this golden opportunity slip by his hands? He turned to face Tsunade, tried to help his sensei.
"But Kakashi-sensei, he-"
Tsunade casted a stern look at Sai. "Would you like to join Hatake too?" She asked him calmly. "You both can stay here if you want to." A sinister smile slid on her face, Sai didn't need to guess that Sakura had learned this from her mentor – the way she smile when her fist slammed the ground, cracking in to pieces.
Immediately, Sai clamped his mouth shut.
"Any more arguments?" Tsunade's stern voice spoke.
The two men shook their head.
"Good. You're both dismissed."
"I know, Sai." He said in a desperate tone. "Just look after them for me." There was a hint of concern in his voice. "Those two tend to act too harshly without using their brains." There was a smile on his lips, hidden behind his mask but Sai felt it too. "You know what I mean, Sai."
"Yes, sensei."
Kakashi put his hand in his pocket and held to the side of his face. There was a warm look on his face. "Now, go. Before I drag you out to the gates." He said none too amusingly.
For the first time, Sai had a genuine smile on his face. Kakashi had treated Sai like his very own student, a true member of Team Seven. Sai was no replacement. He was one of them. Their family.
He leaped away from the roof and headed towards the gate where the rest of the Rookie Nine were waiting.
"Good luck."
A gust of wind carried Kakashi's message.
-Suna-
"Where're you going, little bro?"
His sea foam eyes blinked silently at Temari. "Out." He brushed her hand away from his shoulder. Gaara never really liked body contact with anyone even if it was his own siblings. But sometimes, he'd made an exception.
"Where?" Temari pressed on. She was using the tone an older sister would use on her little brother.
The Kazekage innerly sighed. He knew he could never go against his sister, especially with an attitude like that. With a flick of his wrist, his sand began pouring out from his gourd revealing the Hokage's letter.
"Read."
Temari held the letter with a blank look on her face. Upon receiving a hard glare from the red head, she immediately began unfolding the letter to read.
"No way."
The blonde looked up to confirm the matter with her brother. Gaara's eyes hardened as he nodded silently at his sister, confirming what she had read in the letter.
"Sakura-chan... It's true then. Those rumors I've heard." Temari huffed, grabbing her giant fan. "I'm coming with you. I don't care if you don't allow me."
She knew that her little brother always had a soft spot for her pink haired friend. He was never going to admit his attraction towards her. Well, things are going to change, Temari, noted to herself.
Gaara grunted in response and left through the door. A determined looking Temari was trailing just right behind him. Her hips swaying from side to side as she stomped behind the red head. She didn't care if it was the Akatsuki who kidnapped her pink haired friend, she wanted her back. Safe and sound at Konoha. Gaara would like the same too.
The Kazekage glimpsed his sister from the corner of his eye. "Where're my trackers, Temari?"
"Outside, brother." She answered cheekily. "Oh, Kankurou's there too."
Was that a snort coming from Gaara?
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'Pffft.'
'What, Inner?'
'He's obviously offering himself to us. What're you waiting for? Jump on that hot piece of ass!'
'Sorry. I'm not interested in my enemies especially Sasuke-kun's brother.'
'Liar! I saw you staring at his chest just now!'
Sakura faked a cough and threw a glance at the crimson eyed man who laid spread across on his bed in an awkward position for her. Was this guy mentally retarded or what? She never gave him any instructions, heck, she didn't even say anything.
Itachi had just dragged her into his room, locked his door and dropped onto his bed – after taking off his Akatsuki cloak and pulling off his fishnet to reveal his naked chest at the pinkette. Inner Sakura was practically moaning right now.
'Ohhhhhh. Let's get some of that.'
'Shut up, Inner. I can't focus.'
The pinkette pinched her nosebridge and closed her eyes sensing a slight headache coming. Yes, Pein had ordered her to begin healing the Uchiha's eyes today. She didn't have a choice about this. After a few seconds of the painful throbbing in her head, she snapped her eyes open, coming back into reality.
"Hn."
There was a sarcastic yet amused ring in Itachi's tone. Sakura was unaware that the cold man had been observing her since she had stepped into the room. He was curious of her reaction. His smirk grew as he watched her forehead scrunched up in an annoyed way. Her pretty face twisting into several emotions – confusion, hate, anger and then back to confusion again.
"Haruno."
She realized she must have been spacing out quite a while.
"Zetsu would not eat my foolish brother or the Kyuubi vessel. Leader-sama would not approve of that. If I am not mistaken, it was a part of your deal with him right, Haruno?" His velvety voice said calmly never once betraying his facial expression. "The Akatsuki will never go back on our promise. We're not like those ordinary missing nins."
'Yeah, they're way better than you guys.'
She sent a glare at the older Uchiha but despite that her body posture relaxed a little. "Fine, Uchiha." Sakura placed both hands at the side of her hips. "I will trust you on this one. Just once." She hissed. There was the slightest smile on her flushed face which made Itachi felt good about himself.
"Shall we begin healing my eyes then?" His smirk returned, even wider than before. He gazed at the pinkette through his crimson orbs. Her spitfire attitude and beauty had never failed to capture his attention.
Sakura smiled sweetly. There was a little resemblance between Itachi and Sasuke, she never missed that. Itachi was a more polite ninja compared to Sasuke who was cooler and spoke less than two words in every sentence. She innerly giggled at that thought.
"Of couse, Uchiha-sama."
She smirked. No one could beat her in the medical field other than her shissou. She took off her medic gloves and threw them on Itachi's desk. The way her face flashed proudly, the way those eyes glinted made him felt a new profound feeling in his chest. A tugging sensation, pulling him towards her. Was it admiration?
"Before we start, I'll run a short checkup on your body." Her voice was serious. Her medic side had taken over her. "Please relax." She brushed a few lose strands of her hair behind her ear. "Try not to move so much. Calm your breathing too, Uchiha."
"Itachi-kun. Relax."
Giggles.
"Itachiiii."
Pouting lips.
"Come here."
Emerald eyes blinked sexily.
"Don't move."
The raven haired man was vaguely aware that his face was starting to heat up when a few flashes of his naughty dream was starting to surface again.
"Hn."
Hour an hour passed by quickly with Sakura running a few short tests on Itachi and his eyes.
"Your body systems are functioning perfectly, Uchiha." Green chakra appeared on her hand once more as she placed them on his chest. "Yes, that's right." She frowned when she proceeded to his eyes. "However, your eyes are a different matter." Sakura explained. "I suggest you not to stress your eyes too much. You've used them for Sharingan too much, straining them."
She stared down with a grin. "I'm sorry to say that this will take at least one month to heal." She cackled innerly when she caught his eyes widening a bit. "Until then, I suggest. No, I forbid you to use your Sharingan. I've spoken to Pein about this and he agrees with me. Don't look at me like that, Uchihas are supposed to be smart." She snorted at the last part.
She stopped halfway and blushed realizing she had just voiced her thoughts out loud in front of an Uchiha himself.
Itachi noticed her sudden stop at the corner of his eyes and smirked again.
"Stop smirking!"
He had to control himself not to laugh at the pinkette.
"Stupid Uchiha, stop- ah!"
She was interrupted by a sudden pair of hands pulling her down onto him. Moving his grip onto her waist, he chuckled amusingly at the pinkette who had her face buried in his chest. "As you were saying, Haruno?" His smooth voice asked.
Her blush deepened. She couldn't breathe! God, save her. Someone save her. She was being choked by his hard and warm chest. She could hear, feel his heartbeat. Hers was beating faster than his.
"Ita-mmmchi-get-mmm-me-up-mmm!"
She tried screaming but failed desperately. Her voice was muffled up. He was only able to hear her squeaking out a few words. His grip on her waist grew tighter, not wanting to let go of her. This earned a growl from her making him laughed softly to himself.
"I'm afraid I can't hear you."
Itachi stopped her wild thrashing by running his hand through her hair. They were soft, just as he had expected. His fingers played and twisted them for a while. Then, he continued his administrations on her by burying his face into her hair inhaling the scent of sweet flowers.
Sakura felt his fingers running through her scalp, massaging them. She couldn't help but purred which earned another chuckle from Itachi. The moment she felt him rubbing his face on her head, she gasped loudly. She swore her temperature had just gone from low to more than a hundred degrees.
"I hate you."
She could feel his amusement at her comment but decided to say nothing about it.
"Well, I can't say the same about you." He whispered next to her ear, his warm breath making her shudder. "Sakura." He hugged her closer to him. His breathing rhythm was becoming a lullaby to her.
A few days without sleep had finally caught up with her, she felt her eyes heavily lidded. The next thing she knew, she was in dreamland.
"Sleep tight." He whispered softly. Itachi didn't know why he had a soft spot for this pinkette. Sakura Haruno was quite infamous for her fury and strength enough to rival Tsunade's. She was strong. Capable of protecting herself. Eliminating her enemies. Why was he worrying over her like a mother hen?
He was Itachi Uchiha for god sake. And now the famous blood killer was hugging a sleeping pinkette with a lovestruck look on his face. If his foolish little brother were to see this, the world would have ended sooner than he thought.
Akatsuki.
They were cold criminals. They were incapable of these feelings with the exception of Deidara. He was too carefree. Love. Care. Affection. How was it that one little pink haired medic managed to break through their walls easily? And Itachi didn't need to guess that she had no idea that she had just attracted the attention of the men in Akatsuki.
Itachi was a prodigy. When she had first arrived in their base, he had begun his own analysis on the Akatsuki members' behaviors.
There was no mistake that Zetsu had an interest on Sakura as well. The way he stared at her hungrily. Hunger for love. But it was not only him with that look, that emotion. The others had that as well.
Yes, there will be competition. A tough one.
"Sakura." Itachi voiced out his thoughts. He knew that the pinkette was already in deep slumber. "What have you done to me?"
Tada !
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