After what happened at Kisame's party Sakura made sure to go easy on the drinking the night of her birthday. In hindsight, she didn't mind the thought that she may have gotten laid. No, that wasn't it. If she happened to have birthday sex tonight Sakura would fall asleep and wake up a happy woman.

The thing that worried her where drinking was concerned was not wanting to ruin another steamy night by being a lightweight. Kisame may have been nice about the situation but Sakura can only imagine the embarrassment that would ensue if the same incident occurred with someone like Hidan.

Another reason to party light tonight was Sakura wanted to enjoy her day tomorrow. Sure Kisame had that fancy pill she could take, but she wanted to wake up somewhat coherent and not wanting to die.

With these thoughts in mind, she was glad that while opening presents no one handed her any liquids. Well that and she got some seriously amazing gifts this year.

While she ate from over overfilled plate – the package they'd gotten came with unlimited food and drink – she gazed at the small pile of presents next to her. They'd gotten her a good variety of things from a card game called, "Superfight", to extra herbs and new spellbooks, to fucking jewelry (which Sakura of course just had to say was too much but later tonight will totally put on and feel fancy as fuck).

She was pulled from her thoughts when Kisame sat down next to her. "Glad to see you're taking advantage of the all you can eat," he leaned over and stole some dumplings from her plate.

Sakura swatted at him but didn't manage to rescue her precious dumplings. "Well of course I am. Who wouldn't?"

Kisame passed her a drink. "Here, it's your birthday night and you're barely buzzed."

Sakura eyed the drink and then glanced up at Kisame. A slight blush dusted her cheeks. "I, uh, was sorta going easy on the alcohol tonight. Because… Well, you know..."

Kisame barked a laugh and put the drink down next to Sakura's plate. "You'll be fine this time. Just don't drink as much."

"Easy for you to say," Sakura downed the drink anyways. "You're not the one being handed drinks every five minutes.

"We just want you to enjoy yourself." Kisame popped a dumpling in his mouth.

"No," Sakura took another bite. "You want me to enjoy myself. They," Sakura gestured around the room, "Are watching me like a hawk, waiting to swoop in and recreate your birthday night."

Kisame opened his mouth to protest but found he couldn't. "I won't lie, they're curious."

"What did you end up telling them anyways?" Sakura asked.

"Nothing," Kisame shrugged. "If they want to know what goes on between you and I, they're gonna have to join in." He ended the sentence with a smirk.

Sakura couldn't help the renewed blush. She reached for the nearest shot and slammed it back. "How about we focus on getting me all the way with someone before we go two on one?"

"That can be arranged," Sasori's voice whispered into her ear from Sakura's other side.

"Holy fuck!" Sakura jumped and pressed a hand to her chest. She took a deep breath and glared at Sasori. "Don't sneak up on me like that! You'll end up needing to fuck a corpse. Shit, man."

Sasori laughed at her and settled back into his seat next to her. "I may be into some things, but necrophilia doesn't make that list."

Sakura chewed on her cheek, wondering if she should take the obvious bait. Not two seconds passed before she opened her mouth. "And what things do make that list?"

Sasori shot her a devilish smile before getting up to walk away. "It's better to show than tell."

Sakura shook her head. "You're terrible," she called after him. Despite her words, Sakura was curious. Normally Sasori was so cool and calm. What the hell sort of shit would he bit into? Sakura tried to come up with something but found her sexual knowledge ended at pretty vanilla acts.

Sure she could think of the "edgier" things like bondage, but what else was there? You tie a girl down or vice versa, but what else? Sakura looked over at Sasori finding that she really wanted to know what else there was.

"Wha'cha thinkin about?" Hidan's voice appeared to Sakura's right. She turned to see that Hidan had taken Kisame's seat and was smirking down at her.

Sakura narrowed her eyes at him. "What's with that look?"

Hidan nodded his head in Sasori's direction. "Picking your next victim?" Her silence was his answer. Hidan laughed. "Get that experience in now, because when my day finally comes, you're in for it."

"Your day?" Sakura tilted her head.

"My birthday? Duh," Hidan said.

Sakura's eyes widened and she broke out into a smile. "When is it?"

"April second," Hidan told her.

Sakura's eyes grew bigger. "Th-That's in five days!"

Hidan smirked. "Yup."

Sakura thwacked him over the head. "How the hell am I supposed to plan for a birthday in five days, you dumbass?!"

Hidan let out a roar of laughter as he rubbed his head. "You ain't gotta plan for shit. I already told you what I want to do."

Sakura blinked at him and then made the connection in her head. It was her turn to smirk. "I would have thought you'd want to be the first." She took a sip of a drink.

His grin faltered and he shrugged. "First or not, it doesn't matter. In the end you'll be coming the hardest with me."

Sakura coughed and choked on the liquid in her throat. "HI-HIDAN!"

Once again Hidan laughed, but this time he got up and walked off, giving a small wave to her. "See ya around."

Sakura glared after him and stuck her tongue out. Teasing her or not, she knew there was truth behind those words. The room had suddenly become very hot.

"Shit," Sakura leaned back and shook her head. Even though this place was supposed to be relaxing, Sakura found she was more wound up than ever. She couldn't get her mind off of what Hidan and Sasori had said, so she got up and headed to the door.

Itachi called after her, "Where are you off to?"

"Hot spring," Sakura turned her head and called back, still walking. "I wanna try it out before I get too tired." She didn't wait for a response and left, making her way to her room to grab some things.

The guys had actually reserved a private spring for the group. Sakura had gone to take a look earlier and it wasn't huge, but it was a nice size. It also had only one spring with no dividers. Sakura knew it was better to go in the nude but at the moment she didn't feel like having any of the guys walk in on her like that. No, right now she wanted to actually relax.

She grabbed her swimsuit from her room, changed, and went to the spring. After a quick rinse she let herself sink under the warm water until her lips were submerged. Sakura let out a sigh through her nose and felt her muscles start to relax. The warmth was satisfying; Sakura didn't realize just how much she needed this.

As fun as it was to be surrounded by the boys, Sakura was still immensely stressed out. Most of that came from her classes, actually. The better part of her days was spent either going to class, studying, or working on some project. While it was true that Sakura almost thrived off of this stress, that didn't mean she didn't need a break every now and then. This was one reasons she loved having the guys around.

Lately if the guys hadn't seen her leave her room for a few days at a time one of them – usually Hidan or Deidara – would intercept Sakura on her way to get food. They'd learned that barging in randomly was not likely to get a positive response, but if Sakura exited her room it meant she was done with a current section of studying. These interceptions had the highest probability of positive response. But even then she wouldn't stay for long.

Sakura had come to this college for a reason, after all. Sure she had a harem of drop dead gorgeous vampire men wanting to lavish her in attention, but becoming a skillful medic and healer is still number one on her list of things to do.

A vampire just happens to be number two.

Sakura stared out at the water and watched the moon's reflection ripple as she made waves with her hands. Another sigh escaped her lips.

School hadn't been the only thing on her mind these past two weeks. She thought about her conversation with Deidara quite a few times; about how the guys weren't making the first moves because they were afraid of scaring her off. Sure Sakura had told Deidara that the lot of them could do whatever and she'd just let them know it was too much, but the rest of the guys obviously didn't know this.

For the most part after Kisame's party, Sakura had been cooped up in her bedroom studying so any time she spent with her roommates ended up being watching TV or what have you. It was fun and honestly Sakura couldn't have asked for a better spring break, but…

Sakura honestly wished the guys would just come at her because while Sakura knew she was mentally ready to participate in the fun, she knew she didn't have the confidence to initiate it.

Sure she could go back in there, walk up to any of them and say, "Fuck me," and they'd happily run off to her bedroom and go at it till morning. But, at least for her first time, she'd prefer to go with the flow.

If one of the guys walked through that door, butt naked, and started kissing her Sakura knew she'd be fine letting him go about as far as he'd want – she was sure that despite her preparedness, anyone of them that would want sex would have been smart enough to bring a damn condom. Hidan included.

Sakura looked up at the twinkling stars. Of all places to get freaky, this was certainly a classy one. The only sounds came from a small fountain on the other side of the pool and various animals. The hot spring itself was far enough from the city that there were no sounds of cars and you could actually see the night sky.

It was beautiful.

All her life Sakura had lived in either large cities are good sized towns. Being out this far, she was finally able to get a good look at a natural night sky. It was like pictures she'd seen during random Googling sessions, but it was also completely different. The colors were richer and mixed together in a beautiful way. The light from the moon was the only bright source besides a sconce next to the door heading inside.

No wonder these places were so relaxing.

Sakura turned to reach for her phone to take a picture but froze before her hand made it halfway to the device. His face lit up by the light, Sasori was standing in the doorway wearing nothing but a small towel and an oh-so innocent smile.

Sakura swallowed and grabbed her phone, then turned back and unlocked it so she could snap a few pictures.

Without a word Sasori walked forward and lowered himself into the spring, towel discarded next to where Sakura's phone had been. Trying to keep her composure, Sakura focused on pointing the camera at just the perfect spot and playing with the lighting settings until she was able to snap a half dozen good pictures. Once done, Sakura continued to distract herself by posting the best one to any and all social media she could think of. When she opened the third app Sasori scoffed.

Sakura glanced to the side at his face, taking in his expression. He was looking down at her phone and had an expression of annoyance. Sakura rolled her eyes.

"You old people really need to get with times. Or at least deal with the fact that the youngins use these here interwebs," Sakura said while applying a filter to the picture that would bring out more of the blue hues.

"It seems like such a waste of time," Sasori replied. "Why take the time to post a picture of the sky to every single outlet you know of? Everyone knows what the sky looks like."

"Because, grandpa," Sakura clicked the post button and turned her head to fully look at him, "I want to share my experiences with friends that aren't here with me. Also, not all of us are as old as you. I know most of my witch and werewolf friends have never seen the sky like this. We were never alive when electricity wasn't a thing."

Sasori kept her gaze. "But can't your friends use the same internet to simply look up a picture of the same subject matter?"

Sakura pursed her lips and set her phone down. "Well… Yeah… But posting it also gives you a bit of bragging rights. It's half to share the experience and sorta half to say, 'Hey look at what I got to see!' You know?"

"Hmm," Sasori put his arms up on the rim of the pool and leaned back. "I suppose that makes sense." He paused and looked forward. "Still stupid, though."

Sakura sighed and leaned back as well. "Can't teach an old dog new tricks, I guess."

They both sat in silence for a few moments, enjoying the sounds of the night. Forgetting his current state, Sakura even scooted closer to lean against the vampire. For once she didn't have to be engulfed in a cloak of ice when touching him. It was pleasant until he spoke.

"You know, normally people don't wear bathing suits in the springs."

Sakura tensed and couldn't stop a quick glance down at the water – one that Sasori thankfully wouldn't have been able to see. The steam fogged her vision but she could make out vague shapes. Sakura tore her eyes away and stared straight ahead.

"Well how would you have chosen to dress if you'd thought someone like Hidan would waltz in at any moment?" Sakura asked.

Sasori contemplated that thought. "I suppose you're right. But I know for a fact he won't be coming by any time soon."

"How would you know that?"

"Him, Tobi, and Kisame are having a drinking contest. Tobi's gonna go out in the first round for sure, but Hidan will be busy there for a while." Sasori chuckled. "Even if he manages not to pass out, he'd never make it all the way over here."

Sakura laughed at the idea and shook her head. "What about the other two? I'd love to see Itachi play a drinking game."

"They're the judges."

"You can judge a drinking game?"

"Well, they aren't so much going to judge as they're responsible for keeping the room tidy and making sure the three idiots get to their rooms."

Sakura nodded slowly. "Mm, yeah that makes sense. Hidan would just love the excuse to get into my bed."

"Wouldn't we all," Sasori said while his fingers played with the tie of Sakura's bathing suit behind her neck.

"Mm, that is sort of the point of this arrangement."

Sakura sucked in a quick breath as she felt extra heat pool on her cheeks and in her abdomen. She lightly smacked his chest. "Stop that, you don't want me overheating."

"Ah, right. You do still technically have a human body. How unfortunate, I had even considered continuing our earlier conversation. But, after seeing how flushed you'd gotten then… Perhaps here isn't the best place," Sasori said, all the while still tugging at the knot.

"From where you left off, it doesn't seem like we'd need to speak to continue," Sakura said.

"True," Sasori pulled at the knot and Sakura felt him loosen it, but not completely do away with it. "But I don't think you're quite ready for that."

Sakura laughed half in humor and half from nerves, "What, do you like fluffy pink handcuffs or something?"

Sasori had to stop himself from laughing. "Fluffy and pink, no. But handcuffs, yes. Among other things."

Sakura sat up and looked over at him. "What else even is there?"

"Remind me when we go home and I'll happily show you," Sasori said.

With the way he looked at her, Sakura knew he was completely serious even if his tone was still teasing. She let out another nervous laugh. "Like I told Kisame, let's get me just plain old laid before we start doing weird kinky things."

"Just say the word," Sasori said.

Sakura sighed but kept smiling. She leaned back against the wall with her arm brushing his arm. "And like I told Deidara, you guys can actually do things with me. I'm not gonna explode if someone touches my boob. If I don't like what you guys are doing, I'll say something."

"He mentioned something about that one night," Sasori said. "But I'm not sure if he told anyone else. Truthfully I think we all knew anyways. But with all of your studying I figured you'd like to keep a clear head."

Sakura nodded slowly, "I appreciate that. But..." She looked up at him. "I'm not going to be doing any studying for the next forty-eight hours. Especially not with all the alcohol you guys have given me."

"Well it's your birthday. Drinking is sort of mandatory," Sasori said.

"Nuh-uh," Sakura shook her head, "cake and presents are mandatory."

Sasori rolled his eyes but kept smiling down at her. "Alright, but you still have fun drinking, don't you?"

Sakura paused and then nodded. "Well, I mean, yeah."

'Except that one time you almost vomited on the guy you were about to probably bang,' Sakura thought to herself.

Sasori shrugged. "That's why they've been giving you drinks."

"Oh so it's not to try and fuck me?" Sakura asked.

Sasori was quiet. After a second he leaned down and brushed his lips against her shoulder, "Maybe a little."

Sakura shook her head but smiled anyways. "Just a little?"

Sasori only responded with an affirmative hum before he moved forward, leaving feather-light kisses on her skin as his lips came to rest against her neck. He let his fangs graze her skin and in her muddled mental state, Sakura didn't have the sense to stifle a small moan or keep from craning her neck.

Taking the opportunity, Sasori put a hand on her hip and pulled Sakura over so she was straddling him. With the easier angle Sasori bit and sucked at Sakura's neck, eliciting low moans from her. One hand stayed on her hip while other kept tugging at the knot.

Without a word Sakura reached up and pulled the knot free, then reached around to undo the knot behind her back. Sasori grabbed the top and threw it to the side before bringing her lips down to his. Sakura let Sasori's tongue push past her lips and when she sucked on the muscle, he let a moan slip out.

Sasori's hands ran up and down her back, one hand settling on her rear and the other coming around to knead a breast. Sakura arched her back in a silent plea for more. Being in a generous mood, Sasori brushed a thumb over her nipple and then rolled it between two fingers. On instinct Sakura's hips pressed down and she gasped when she felt the shape of his erection against her heat.

Pulling back to suck in a proper breath, Sakura panted out, "T-That's new."

"Mm?" Sasori didn't halt his actions and brought his lips back down to her neck.

Sakura shook her head, "I-It's nothing."

Knowing this was a lie, Sasori kept his arm around her waist to hold Sakura still as he pressed himself up against her. Another low moan left her lips and Sasori smirked.

Once before Sakura had felt something akin to this, but with Kisame they'd both still had some sort of fabric on. Here, all either of them would have to do is move her bathing suit to the side…

Sakura ground against him, needing something to relieve the pressure building within her. However feeling his hard length against her only made fire hotter. Despite being the smallest stature wise out of her roommates, Sasori didn't feel lacking in any way beneath Sakura. Going on only feel, he wasn't nearly as grand as Kisame, but Sakura still found herself wanting to know how Sasori would feel inside of her.

A thought occurred to Sakura and she breathed a chuckle in between the moans. When Sasori hummed inquisitively Sakura asked, "Does public sex make that little list of yours?"

Sasori paused for a split second, surprised, and recovered just as fast. "And if it does?"

"Uh," Sakura didn't know why she thought he wouldn't retaliate with something, but she still found herself taken by surprise. "Well… Unless you've got some latex hidden in that towel, I don't think it'll really matter."

Sasori chuckled and tilted his head in a quick nod. "For some things, sure."

Sakura pulled back and raised an eyebrow. "Some things?"

The hand on Sakura ass skimmed forward along the line of her bathing suit until it was at the hem in front of her. Sasori's lips quirked into a devilish grin. "Just because I can't fuck you doesn't mean I can't touch you, right?" His fingertips dipped just past the hem of Sakura's bottoms making her suck in a breath.

'Oh,' she thought. 'Hidan's got his work cut out for him.'

The thought made her breathe a quick laugh. Sasori raised an eyebrow and Sakura just started to giggle more and shake her head.

"A-Aha, it's nothing. Just… Something about what Hidan said earlier."

Sasori's silence was an invitation for her to continue. Swallowing hard, Sakura looked just to the right of Sasori's head so she wasn't looking him right in the eye, but she also wasn't totally avoiding his gaze.

"Uh, well, he was just… Just going on about how he's so confident he'll be making me come the hardest." She let out another laugh. "And I was just thinking that so far he's uh… He's go this work cut out for him."

Sasori returned the laugh and smirked. "I agree."

"That confident in yourself?"

"Well yes, but that's not what I mean." Sasori didn't wait for Sakura to ask him to continue. "It's always a treat when you think you're home alone, you know."

Sakura finally had the sense to blush when the words sank in. "Oh god. Oh no. You… I didn't… You… heard?"

"I don't always go on the hunts with them," Sasori explained. "I've been wondering for a while now what sort of faces accompany those cries."

Sakura almost gave into her knee jerk reaction to blush and look away but decided against it. Instead she pressed down on Sasori and said in a low voice, "Why don't you find out?"

Sasori ground out a low, "Fuck," and suddenly Sakura was being lifted out of the water and scenery was flashing by her with wind blowing her hair every which way. When the sensation ended she was in her room, on the futon, with Sasori looming above her. Lust clouded his eyes and his hands slid down to her waistband and tugged down until he was able to toss the bottoms aside. Sakura swallowed again, aware they were now both completely naked.

A quick impulsive glance down Sasori's form made Sakura shudder and almost wish she had some sort of protection with her.

Sasori didn't miss the look but kept his thoughts to himself. There were more important matters to attend to. He leaned down to press his lips against hers once again but this time in a much more tender kiss. At the same time his hand reached down between her legs to glide over the slit. Despite the water, Sasori could still tell how wet she was.

Lifting her hips, Sakura pressed against Sasori's fingers and pulled away from the kiss, huffing a curt sigh. "Sasori, please. I can't take anymore teasing."

"Whatever you say," Sasori said and pulled his head back further to watch Sakura's face as he pressed a digit into her core.

Even though it was only one slender finger, the feeling of someone other than herself entering her made Sakura moan low and long, grasping at Sasori's shoulders. Happy with this reaction Sasori started pushing in and out of her at a steady pace, enjoying her expressions.

As good as the feeling was, Sakura craved more. She opened her eyes and looked up at Sasori. "More… please."

Not missing a beat Sasori pushed a second finger into her and quickened his pace. When Sakura's moans started to take on a higher pitch he slowed down to almost a stop and slowly pushed in and out of her, curling his fingers at random points.

"Ah… Sasori, please, oohhh… Don't stop. Keep go – ooohhh..." Sakura was cut off as Sasori pressed against a certain spot inside of her.

"You were saying?" He taunted.

"Do that again," Sakura ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him down to kiss him.

Sasori ran his tongue over her lips as he curled his fingers against the spot once more. When Sakura bucked her hips he added a third digit and made sure to brush against that same spot each time he'd thrust in and out of her.

The pressure built in her core and Sakura arched her back off of the futon. She moaned into the kiss and let one hand grasp Sasori's shoulder while the other gripped his hair. It wasn't long until her lungs were crying for air and Sakura pulled back.

While catching her breath Sasori busied himself with biting at her neck in just the right spots. Feeling his fangs press in against her skin brought the pitch of Sakura's moans up a few octaves as well as cause her to clench around Sasori's fingers. He let out his own low, quiet moan that Sakura wasn't able to catch.

As much as he'd love to satisfy himself and take her right there, Sasori still got the sense that Sakura wasn't completely ready. She may be fine with this, but he wanted her to be absolutely sure before him or any of them actually went all the way. So, for tonight, he would happily focus on her and give her probably one of the best birthday nights yet.

Sasori trailed his fangs down her neck to her chest, leaving bright red marks weaving down between her breasts. With his hand keeping a steady pace, Sasori moved so he could take a pert nipple between his lips and bite down, then soothe the pain with a lick.

At that, Sakura bucked against his hand and groaned low, moving her hand from his hair to rake her nails down his back. Another moan slipped past Sasori's lips but this time Sakura caught it – the feeling vibrated against her chest.

When Sasori nipped at the bud again he accompanied the action with his thumb brushing against Sakura's clit. The reaction was instant; her nails dug into his shoulder blades and she cried out a chorus of yeses and his name.

Sasori ran his thumb over her clit again at the same time he pressed against her sweet spot and he felt her tightening around him. He kept his rhythm up while lightly rubbing against her with his thumb.

It was so much sensation at once but not enough.

"Sasori, please, I'm so close," Sakura panted out.

"Whatever you say," he mumbled against her skin.

Sasori angled his hand so he hit her just right with each inward thrust. At the same time he pressed his thumb against her and let the motion of his hand provide him with the friction Sakura was craving.

It wasn't long until Sakura's breaths were coming quicker and more shallow. Her moans were low cries, Sasori's name making up half of the words coming from her mouth. When she began to only wantonly moan and cry out Sasori quickened his pace and pulled back to look at her pleasure-contorted face. Her eyes were shut tight, cheeks flushed, and lips parted just enough to take in quick breaths.

She looked beautiful like this and Sasori could only wonder how she'd look with more than just his fingers inside of her. For now he stowed that thought away and resigned himself to taking in the full experience of her coming undone beneath him.

One, two more thrusts of his fingers and Sakura arched off of the futon, lips falling further apart as she called out wordlessly. Sasori took in everything: the way her face worked into such a lovely contortion; how her voice rang in his ears; the way she clenched and tightened around him as she rode out her orgasm.

He couldn't wait until the next time he was able to see her like this again.

When Sakura woke up the first thing she noticed was that her head was throbbing. The second was that she'd never been thirstier in her entire life. The third thing was probably why she was awake right now: the very obvious voices of Hidan and Tobi were shouting about something just outside her door. She didn't really give a crap about what they could possibly be talking about, but she did hear Sasori's name.

After a few seconds the voices faded away down the hall and Sakura willed herself to fall back asleep but alas. Her body was screaming at her to either get some goddamn water right this second, or go pee. Either one would do, but it had to be done right now.

Annoyed, she sat up and cracked an eye open, expecting to see daylight seeping in through her window but from what she could see it was still dark out. Suddenly afraid she slept for nearly twenty-four hours, Sakura scrambled around her futon to try and find her phone. Panic started to set in when she finally flung up the sheets and heard no telltale sound indicating her phone fell from them.

Sakura forced herself to sit and take a deep breath. Granted the migraine, thirst, and urge to pee wasn't calming, but she knew that the device wasn't going to be found if she only panicked. So instead she forced herself to relax and retrace her steps.

When was the last time she'd used it?

"I'd used it at the party to send Ino a picture… And then I went to the spring… I took it there… And I took some pictures of the sky when Sasori came in – oh."

Sakura felt the blush spread over her cheeks remembering where the redhead and herself ended up. The embarrassment surprisingly didn't last long and Sakura was instead starting to realize just what Hidan and Tobi may have been yelling about. She began to giggle from both the hilarity and the relaxing thought that of course her phone was still back at the spring. Being private and all, she doubted anyone but an employee or her friends would have found it.

With this comforting thought in mind, Sakura finally got up to start remedying the ailments she awoke with. First thing was first: she had to fucking pee.

On the way to the bathroom Sakura was suddenly aware of the fact that she was wearing one of the resorts robes and upon reaching her destination discovered she even had underwear on. The last Sakura could remember, she'd been bare ass naked. Which meant that either she'd managed to dress her drunk self – unlikely – or Sasori had insisted.

She smiled.

Next on the itinerary was definitely water. The migraine could be fixed once her mouth didn't feel like a desert. While Sakura could easily grab one of the bottles in the fridge in the room, her stomach was also starting to grumble.

Knowing everything was already paid for, Sakura decided to go to the cafeteria and find something to eat. On instinct Sakura glanced up at the actual clock in the room – why didn't she just look at that earlier – and saw that it was half past three in the morning. The cafeteria would surely still be open even at this time. The resort did accept supernatural beings after all.

Tightening the robe's tie, she slipped on some shoes, grabbed her room key, and headed out down the hallway.

Sakura thought this resort was gorgeous and definitely a place she didn't even imagine she'd go to on her birthday. But it had one draw back. Her room was nearly as far from the cafeteria as could be. While this might be nice during the day when Sakura could see the foliage and enjoy the sunshine, right now walking in the dark, hungover, was not ideal. She almost thought about calling out for Tobi or someone just to see if they'd hear her and come running to piggy back her to food. But, not wanting to wake up anyone who actually needed sleep, she decided against that.

The line was actually much longer than Sakura would have thought it would be at nearly four in the morning. She let out a small whine and leaned against the wall. Good thing she'd already peed. Because the universe seemed to hate Sakura in that moment, the line was also full of mostly drunk patrons who were so sloshed that picking between pasta or salad took three times as long.

A girl about five people in front of Sakura finally decided on pasta but then put it back, turning to her friend and asking in a slow drawl, "But what about the carbs? Is butter a carb?"

Sakura pushed her head back against the wall and grit her teeth. If this line didn't pick up soon she'd just say fuck it and go find Kisame and his magical migraine fix. If she'd known the line would be like this she would have done that first. But, looking back at the people behind her, Sakura knew it was best to just be patient. Still, she could whine to herself about this.

"This is totally not how I should be waking up after my birthday," Sakura grumbled and glared at the floor. She continued muttering to herself when she heard the person behind her in line speak up.

"Happy late birthday," they said.

Sakura pulled her gaze away from the white tile up to the man who'd just spoken. She cleared her throat, embarrassed that he totally had been able to hear everything she was mumbling, and croaked out a quick, "Thanks."

"What's the lucky number?" He asked.

"Twenty-one," Sakura let out a laugh through her nose, "I mean, obviously. Can't you see the hangover?"

The man chuckled.

He looked sort of familiar but Sakura knew she'd never seen this man before in her life. His eyes were purple and had several rings coming from the pupil. His black hair was also a surprisingly long length, reaching down to around his knees. No, if Sakura had ever met this man before she'd know it.

"I assume your party guests are all passed out back in the room?" He asked, followed by a head tilt indicating they needed to move up in the line.

Sakura took a step forward and shook her head. "Nah, they aren't the type."

The man cracked a lopsided smile. The fangs the poked out when he did so told Sakura he was hip to her verbal jive. "Then why in the world are you braving this hell alone?"

"Because I am the type and they probably got bored waiting around for me to get up," Sakura said with a genuine laugh. She would have liked to wake up with Sasori next to her but she also understood that waiting for someone who sleeps for around eight hours to wake up can get boring.

He looked at his watch and nodded. "Hm, yes, people like you are usually asleep around now."

Sakura rolled her eyes in the direction of the next two drunken idiots who couldn't decide whether they wanted waffles or pancakes. "If that were true we'd have our food by now."

He hummed in agreement and the two of them waited in comfortable silence long enough to move up two spaces. Eventually he spoke up again, "So, discounting this moment, are you enjoying your overall stay?"

Sakura looked back at him and nodded. "Yeah it's been great. My friends surprised me by bringing me here and it's been nothing short of fantastic," she paused. "Up until now."

"I assure you the wait is well worth it," he said.

"I'll hold you to that," Sakura replied. "So, why are you staying here? Vacation?"

"I wish." He laughed. "Business."

Sakura returned the laugh. "Well, I can't speak for everyone, but I'd love to work somewhere that sends their employees to a hot spring."

He kept a warm smile on his face as he said, "Oh no you don't." Sakura didn't get the chance to reply as it was her turn to begin piling her plate. The knowledge that food was only minutes away threw the thought of the man from her mind.

By the time she got to the end of the line her stomach was nearly screaming at her. She'd gotten a big plate of pancakes, half a dozen strips of bacon, and a bottle of water bigger than her forearm. After she plopped a pudding cup on her tray and left the line she suddenly stopped and whirled around to face the man.

"Oh, thank you for the conversation," she held out her hand to him and gave a warm smile. "My name's Sakura, by the way."

He returned the smile and the handshake. "Madara, and the pleasure was mine."

Stomach full, Sakura bussed her tray and walked out of the cafeteria, starting the long walk back to her party's cluster of rooms. Now that she'd gotten food in her stomach, Sakura's head was feeling better, but not quite gone. She opened her water bottle and took a swig before closing it and pressing it against her head.

She'd taken so long eating the bottle was starting to border on room temperature. Pulling it from her head, Sakura pressed her fingers to it, mumbling a quick incantation. When she pressed it to her forehead again she sighed at the chill. It soothed the pounding.

The rest of the way to the room Kisame was staying in was punctuated with satisfied moans and sighs as Sakura ran the bottle from one side of her forehead and back again. Every now and then she'd press it to the back of her neck as well.

When she came up to the door Sakura reached forward to knock but noticed the door was ajar. Right now Sakura was not inclined to wait and pushed the door open while calling out, "Hey, Kisame, where's that headache stuff? I'm dying over..." she paused, seeing four pairs of eyes trained on her. "...Here. Uh, hey?"

Kisame got up and gave her a quick wave before going to his bag to rifle around. Deidara and Hidan gave her a hello that seethed out past smirking lips. Sasori mumbled a, "Hello," but had his eyes trained on the wall in an angry glare. Sakura couldn't be sure but she thought she saw a pinker hue to his cheeks.

"Here you go," Kisame handed her the familiar pill which she downed immediately.

"Thanks, I really needed that." She glared over at the other three. "At least put some water in me before I pass out, alright?"

"Yeah, Sasori," Deidara said and nudged Sasori's shoulder. "You're slackin, hm."

Sasori rolled his eyes in response.

"And you," Sakura pointed at Hidan. "Do you gotta be so damn loud around people who are asleep?"

Sasori thwacked Hidan's arm, "See? You did wake her up."

"Tch, not my fault you can't put someone in a proper sex coma," Hidan replied nonchalantly.

Sakura blinked slowly and looked over to Kisame. "Have you guys been teasing Sasori?"

Kisame gave her a blank look in response. "Uh..."

Sakura bit her cheek to stop from laughing. To hide the obvious quirk in her lips she strode over, knelt know next to Sasori, and draped herself over his back. "Aww, poor Saso-baby, are they being mean to you?"

"Don't ever call me that again," Sasori ground out but made no move to push her off.

"That's fair," she replied then looked at Hidan. "After what you said earlier you have no room to be teasing him. Or could it be you're trying to get ahead of the game by getting insider information?"

"Even if I was, it's not like he'll give anything up. He's just as bad as Kisame," Hidan nodded towards the blue man who finally came to sit on the floor again.

Something tugged at Sakura's heart. She smiled a soft smile and squeezed her arms around Sasori just a bit tighter. "You guys are great, you know that? Well, maybe not you," she shot at Hidan with a jovial tone.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Hidan asked.

"It means she doesn't appreciate you wanting us to talk about her behind her back," Deidara said.

Hidan scoffed. "First of all, don't be a little bitch, you ask just as much as me. Second of all," he turned to look at Sakura. "The more I know, the better it is for you, dumbass."

Sakura, again, simply blinked before sitting back off of Sasori as she took in the words. Another small smile came to her lips.

"Have you never had sex?" Deidara cut through her thoughts.

Hidan glared at him. "Of course I have, dumbass! Have you? Obviously Sakura's going to like different shit than that girl you somehow took home in the seventies."

Unable to think of a good comeback, Deidara resigned himself to glaring back at Hidan. The damn bastard had a point and it was infuriating.

Sakura kept the soft smile and scooted forward to give Hidan a quick peck on the cheek. "You're more than just a horny idiot, aren't you?"

Hidan flashed her a large grin. "Glad you finally noticed." For a moment they were able to sit content silence, but, of course, Hidan had to break it. "You still never said if you went down on her."

Sasori, mid drink, coughed and shot daggers at Hidan with his glare. "No but I did tell you to shut up."

Despite herself, Sakura laughed. She also decided something then and there.

"You know, if you guys are keeping quiet for my sake, you don't have to," she said while glancing from Sasori to Kisame. "I mean… There's some things I don't mind you withholding," she gave Kisame a longer glance, "but overall I don't really care if you guys talk. As long as it's not how fraternity dudebros talk about their most recent one night stand."

They were all quiet for a second when Deidara broke the silence by asking, "Are you sure?"

Sakura nodded. "Yeah, I mean…" A flush started creeping up her neck and down her ears. "I kinda… I mean… I assume we'll all… Ahem… I mean eventually…." The words seemed caught in her throat. Sakura was getting frustrated with herself. She knew what she wanted to say, so she should just be able to say it.

She cleared her throat and looked from one pair of eyes to the next. "If I'm going to be sexually active with more than one person at once, it stands to reason that those persons should be able to discuss said sexual encounters amongst themselves. Right?"

Silence once more. Then, "You sound like a fucking textbook, you know that?"

Again Sakura started to laugh but this time the rest of the guys joined in as well. The five of them were soon doubled over, holding their stomachs. Sakura was slumped against Hidan's shoulder and every time she thought she was done she'd look at one of their faces and break out laughing again.

One by one they died down until Sakura was the only one still giggling.

"I wish Itachi had been here for that," she said between breaths. "I would have loved to see him lose his shit… Where are he and Tobi anyways?"

"Business stuff," Sasori informed her.

Sakura took that as a good enough answer.

Omg I am so sorry for the wait but also I have excuses this time. I legit had no internet for. Like. A week or so and then before THAT I was moving to another state and that took the better part of a month to finagle. And I'm trying to do life stuff and... Blargh, basically.

Please, send in stuff you guys are interested in seeing happen, be it nsfw or funny. I love hearing what you guys have to say. And I hope to see y'all before fall LOL... 3