Hey. Well, it's been awhile. So here's the deal…

1-I'm revising some of the chapters, and so far I've done chapter one, so I suggest you read it. Very little things have changed- but I don't want to confuse people later because of them.

2-Before I get reviews that are like, "WTF? Why so long to write?" Wellll, I lost my muse for a while. Oh! And when I "got it back," I wrote this chapter. OH! And then my hard drive crashed- and I lost everything. Frustrations. Gr. But I rewrote it, and hopefully it's even better than my first draft. XP

3-I got a lot of critique about having this story. Hopefully, that will help this story in the future.

4-Sorry for any errors. This isn't beta'd.

5-Sorry for shortness. I just wanted to hurry the process, and if I went further in the story, it just wouldn't mesh right.

6-Enjoy? Review? Thanks? I have more alerts than reviews. That's bad, right??

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Chapter Eight

Mission Status: Slut

Fate Determined By Luck

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"Hmm…."

It sucked to be so bored. When Sakura was in Konoha, sleep was a luxury. Training was early in the morning. Sakura never missed having a lack of sleep so much. It was nearly 10:00 am, and Sakura was getting very…well, not tired. However, she held her eyes shut and continued to pretend to be in a peaceful slumber. It was either sleep or Orochimaru, and at the moment, sleep took priority.

"Ahh…."

The yawn escaped the young kunoichi's mouth. The covers crawled further and further up Sakura's waist and to her shoulders.

"Sssehhh…."

Sakura froze. The door creaked open and a wearily Sasuke stepped in from the hallway. The door shut behind him as he took a sip of coffee from a dull mug. Sakura's breathing quickened a bit as he took yet another sip of the warm drink. Sakura squinted slightly- so that she could see without being seen as awake. She watched as Sasuke gently placed his beverage down and fell back onto his bed…

effortlessly.

It wasn't that Sasuke wasn't able to do anything on his own that surprised her, it was that he seemed to calm and relaxed. He seemed so cool and sure of himself. The other Sasuke, let's call him 'Sasuke I,' was clumsy and fragile… yet impassive. 'Sasuke II' seemed to know where he was going, mentally and physically.

Which was the real Sasuke?

All Sakura knew was that she liked 'Sasuke II' better—even if she had only witnessed his presence for two and half minutes. 'Sasuke I and II,' for he was only really one person, had something to hide, and it was Sakura's mission to figure out just what that thing was.

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However, as soon as Sasuke entered the room, he was gone, leaving only the aroma of coffee in the air. Alone once more, Sakura began to fall back into a light slumber.

"Sssehhh…."

Sasuke again.

Sakura rolled away from the door, relaxing into the mattress. She would study his actions later. For now, she'd just-

"Hello, my love."

Sakura's body stiffened. The harsh tone of the three word phase placed shivers down the woman's spine. She did not turn to face the voice that was defiantly not Sasuke's. Sakura began to access the situation, but before she knew it, she found it to be that she was not the only weight on her bed.

Panicking, Sakura shifted upward- only to be pinned back down by a manly strength.

She gave a yelp as her eyes focused on the figure before her.

"Kabuto, onegai," Sakura began quietly.

"Hmph, Sakura-chan," Kabuto whispered, "I don't think you're in any position to be giving me orders."

"What?" Sakura responded.

"Don't be an idiot, Sakura-chan," Kabuto interjected. "You told Orochimaru-sama about the little confrontations I've had with you. See what he did to me because of you?" There was a prolonged silence. "I said," he repeated harshly, "did you see what he did to me because of you?"

Sakura flinched as Kabuto seized her wrist, pressing her palm to his bruised face.

Sakura's face was in an obvious state. 'I didn't do anything-…" she began, but she was cut off once more.

"Don't lie to me, Sakura-chan."

Sakura shook her head. She squeaked, "I really didn't do anything. I mean I'm sure he just suspected you…or something?"

The fact that Orochimaru had attacked Kabuto did not at the least bit surprise Sakura. She had seen quite a few suspicious glares from Orochimaru lately, and the fact that he had assumed –correctly, may she add- did not seem to far from reality. The fact that Kabuto thought she had told him, however- was not the least bit good.

Sakura yanked her hand away from Kabuto's cheek. "Kabuto…" she stated severely.

"Don't you 'Kabuto' me," he snapped. "I promised you I wouldn't tell Orochimaru-sama about your little ordeal, slut," he retorted, "but so far you aren't giving me a good enough reason not to just blurt it out. I could just…" he paused, stroking a gloved hand down Sakura's neck, "make," he continued, his hand going to the buttons on her nightgown, "or break you…Sakura-chan." He let out a low chuckle. "I don't want to see such a tenshi(1) like you get broken by someone like Orochimaru-sama, though, now do I?" Sakura frowned in disgust. "And, I don't think you want to end up on the memorial stone either, Sakura-chan." His hand gripped the first snap on Sakura's shift. "I think it'd break Sasuke-kun's heart to see his little Sakura get murdered…all because of him…right…tenshi?"

Sakura's eyes went wide. First of all, what the hell was with this possessiveness? Secondly, the pet name? Psychopath, much?

"So…is it death…or me?" Kabuto muttered seductively.

Snap.

The first snap on her nightgown had been undone, snapping Sakura back into reality. "Onegai, Sakura began. This isn't necessary, Kabuto!" Her kunoichi instincts kicked in, and Sakura first jut forward, only to feel a sharp pinch in her neck.

"What the fuck?" Sakura whispered, her vision going blurry for a second. She grabbed her forehead in pain. "Hhn," she felt like she was drunk. However, the effect was over within a few seconds, and Sakura's sight was intact once more, she saw the cause. A needle.

The injection had drained part of her chakra, no doubt, and fighting back was barely an option now. Sakura bit her lip, as her arms went limp to her sides, "Hhn," she muttered weakly. "Bastard...," she spat.

Snap.

Another snap came undone, and there was nothing she could do about it- except lay there and take it.

Snap.

"Kabuto, I-"

Snap.

Snap.

Lips claimed and the conversation- was over.

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"Tsunade-baachan!"

Tsunade, who had been sleeping with her head on her desk, groaned.

"Huh?" she murmured wearily.

Her eyes met Naruto's radiant blue ones. "Have you seen Sakura-chan? I just got back, and no one seems to know where she is, and I just wanted to-."

Tsunade's eyebrows furrowed. "She's on a mission, Naruto."

"Where?"

Tsuande let out a sigh. "You know I can't tell you that, Naruto."

Naruto exhaled. "Will she be back soon?" he inquired."

"I don't know, Naruto," Tsunade muttered, placing her head back onto her desk. "I really don't know."

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As she laid there, scantily clad, chakra regained, Sakura could only wonder what the hell she was doing. She was just doing her job, right? However…she was beginning to feel like a prostitute…tossed person to person for their enjoyment. Untwisting her bra strap, Sakura thought about the crazy incident that had just occurred. As soon as her nightgown came off, and hesitant foreplay began, Kabuto suddenly lost interest.

It could have been for many reasons, but Sakura assumed that it was probably because Orochimaru had been standing outside the open door. Sakura scratched a clump of blood of her skin.

Kabuto was dead.

…or at least he seemed to be, considering Orochimaru had thrust a blade into his chest…repeatedly. Sakura's tears had convinced Orochimaru that this was a one sided 'love,' if that's what you want to call it, and thank god she did. Sakura kind of needed to stay alive to complete the mission, and, well, Kabuto didn't.

Sakura was actually quite relived that Kabuto was dead. It was one less person, well of the raging hormonal male sex, to worry about.

She couldn't say, however, that she didn't feel the least bit guilty. Sakura couldn't help that she had emotions about the missing-nin's life. She was a medical nin, after all, and she hated to see anyone, good or evil, die.

On the other hand, at least she was fully undercover once more.

"Toreishii-chan," a voice calmly hissed. "How's my lovely girl doing?"

"Orochimaru-kun," Sakura mumbled softly as his lanky figure appeared before her. "Arigatou, love," she whispered into his ear hesitantly. "Thank you for saving me."

The phrase prompted Orochimaru to immediately take Sakura into his arms.

They remained that way for a moment, but Orochimaru couldn't keep himself under control for long.

He buried his face into the crook of her neck. He began to push her forward into the wall. Sakura soon found herself pinned vertically, her nightgown riding up her thigh and her hair in tangles. A small moan escaped Sakura's moan as Orochimaru nipped at a sensitive spot on her neck.

"Nhn…" she muttered, the controversy beginning to brew throughout her brain-

…and between her legs.

"Uhm, Orochimaru-kun, I don't think-…" Sakura whispered. She was cut off abruptly as her mouth was viciously covered.

Sakura's nervousness dramatically increased as she felt a cold hand snake under her gown. Sakura pulled away from the frenzied kiss, gasping for air as she felt another hand but this time on her breasts. Sakura stifled a gasp as she felt her chest being awkwardly groped. Teeth clenched as tear escaped out of the corner of her eye.

"Onegai…onegai," Sakura pleaded. Orochimaru smirked at this response as he continued to explore the kunoichi's body.

"I-I," Sakura began, pushing her hands against Orochimaru's chest. "Oh god," she whispered as a wave of please made her back arch. It was then that Sakura snapped.

"I..I can't do this!" she cried out. Orochimaru's facial expression changed into that of confusion. Sakura covered her mouth. "Oh shit," she thought to herself. She shoved her palms into his chest, and ran out of the room as Orochimaru called after her.

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Sakura sprinted down the hallway, her emerald shift disoriented. The top few snaps were undone, but Sakura paid no attention to that as the light at the end of the tunnel appeared.

A large pit in her stomach was forming as Sakura ran straight into the forest. She wasn't betraying her village by running, was she? Ah, damn it. She was. Well, technically, Sakura wasn't a total failure. She just needed a teeny tiny break from the old man that was Orochimaru, and then she'd go back.

Right?

Sakura had gotten pretty deep into the forest.

"Pssss…."

She twitched. Damn animals, they always made her paranoid. She stopped walking…but she heard footsteps behind her echo.

"Orochimaru-kun?" she squeaked.

The steps continued with no reply. They stopped seconds later.

Sakura then felt breathing on her neck. Slowly, she turned to face the figure.

Green met red.

"Oh, fuck."

She was out on the ground before she heard an answer.

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