Omg! Guys, i am super super super really really really really very very very sorry. I haven't updated this story in like...forever! Since summer began, i got lazy! I'm sowwy...but i tried to make this chapter the best i could.

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Shizune opened her eyes slowly. She was in an unfamiliar room. She walked up to a door and tried to open it. It was locked. "…the hell?" Shizune rubbed her eyes sleepily. The room was bare, with stone walls and stone flooring. It had one ripped-up grey couch in the corner, and a pale lamp that loosely hung from a cord. "Where am I?" Shizune looked around. She felt something on her forehead. She took it off. Oh, it was just her shinobi headband. Shizune tied it back on to her forehead. But then her mind started to spark. She took the shinobi band off again abruptly, and saw the familiar curl with the triangle at the bottom, the Village Hidden in the Leaves shinobi sign…it was scratched through the middle…

"Ugh!" Sakura moaned as Sasori dug his nail through the voodoo's thread. "Come on, Chouji! What's your plan!?" Ino said impatiently. Chouji went to the front door of Sakura's house. He opened it quietly. Ino and Shikamaru followed; eyebrows raised. Chouji quietly opened the door to Sakura's room, where he threw the bag of chips at Sasori. "What the hell...?" Sasori whirled around, but the door was closed. A bag of BBQ chips lay on the floor. "Addicted, are you?" Sasori looked at Sakura who squinted. Sasori took a taste of one of the chips. He munched on the piece, and then he turned to face Sakura. "This…tastes…like…" Sasori frowned.

Sasori went up to Sakura. He put his face close to hers, breathing down on her. "Taste one." He smiled.

This is why Sakura hated Sasori so much. At times, he'd treat his victim like her or she was in a 5 star hotel, and then he'd just drain their nlood out and gut the,.

He pushed a chip into Sakura's stubborn mouth. BBQ CHIPS! THIS IS THE WORK OF CHOUJI! THEY'RE RESCUEING ME! Inner Sakura beamed. "Taste another." Sasori took another one out of the bag, pleased to feed his little puppet. Sakura spit on Sasori's face. Sasori smirked as he wiped the saliva off. "I'm just trying to be generous. You only have a few minutes left before you completely turn into a puppet." Sasori said calmly.

"What the hell would giving an akatsuki member chips do to save Sakura, you idiot!" Ino hissed at Chouji. But Chouji was one step ahead. "While Sasori is distracted by the chips, Shikamaru will use his shadow possession technique. He will control Sasori's body while you, Ino-chan, will do mind-transfer jutsu to take over Sasori's mind. You will cut the puppet strings on Sakura because those are the things that are turning her into a puppet!

Once the strings are cut, the voodoo doll will disappear, and then while Sasori's mind is recovering, we scram!" Chouji said. Ino and Shikamaru looked at each other wide-eyed. "WHEN DID YOU GET SO SMART, DAMN IT!" Ino yelled.

The plan was as followed. It was a success, and while Sasori's mind was recovering, the team ran away, with Sakura on Shikamaru's back.

"What a pain! She is so damn heavy." Shikamaru complained. "I never knew Ino-Shika-Cho team could actually take down an akatsuki member so easily." Shikamaru frowned, remembering his battle with Hidan.

"Maybe he was off guard."

"Or maybe he was frickin drunk."

Ino cut Shikamaru and Chouji's conversation short. "You guys hear that?" she hissed.

Chouji and Shikamaru strained themselves to hear. A little beeping sound was making the sound. "You don't suppose it's a…"

And before she could finish her sentence, Shikamaru yelled, "BOMB!!!" and they all catapulted themselves behind a huge boulder. The whole Haruno house blew up. Good thing Sakura's parents weren't inside…

Shikamaru laid Sakura down on the grass. He looked at his hands. They were bloody. "Aw, craaaap…" he smeared it on the rock. "What the hell happened?" Ino asked as she saw the red back of her rival/friend. "Sasori didn't DO anything to Sakura, did he?" Chouji asked also. "No…" Shikamaru shook his pineapple-head.

"Then what is this red scorpion tattoo engraved in blood doing next to this red key tattoo also engraved in blood?" Ino tilted her head. Sure enough, right next to the Shukaku's mark, was the mark of Akasuna no Sasori.

"Poor Sakura. First the loss of her house and now two freaking playboys are after her," Chouji said.

The next day, Sakura awoke finding herself in the same hospital room as before. Tsunade was sitting next to her, her eyes red and swollen. "Sakura…are you trying to show-off or something?" she asked.

"What are you talking about---?" Sakura raised an eyebrow. Tsunade showed her a CT Scan of her back. Right next to the Key, was a Scorpion. "What the hell!?" she burst out. "Ah, so it wasn't your dong." Tsunade put the image away. She then picked up the rusty key Deidara had given her.

"And what…is this?" she asked, a slight crack in her voice. "My –uh- house keys." She said. Tsunade frowned, but she looked convinced. "Sakura…I want you to avoid getting anymore of these marks…one more, and you might just become a demon." Tsunade said.

Sakura frowned. Two days had passed. That left three more until the Shukaku claimed her. Even if she managed to escape that threat, Sasori was right there, eager to make her his little dolly.

"And Sakura---I'm sorry to say, but your house has been blown up." Tsunade said sympathetically.

"Then where am I supposed to live until then!? My parents left!!" Sakura shouted. "Stay calm, stay calm. There's a boy here who has allowed you to stay with him for a while."

"Really?! Who!?"

It is so Sasuke. Damn I'm good!

"Gaara."

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