Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto and this is purely fan-made and I don't own JT must die even though I like it ;D.

Hey people! Hehe glad to be doing chap 5 right now, cos THIS is where the fun begins!! KYAAAA!!!! Anyways thanks for the reviews. Yes I'll have to try to make the chaps longer… cos if it's short it kills the joy of reading, doesn't it? (to me) So you may have to be a little patient cos each chap'll probably take two days. So check every alternate day kays??

ON with the story!!...XP

Chapter 5

"I… I… I LOVE IT!!!" Tenten said with such enthusiasm.

"Unbelievable," Hinata whispered, beaming.

Sakura turned to see them looking at the jigsaw puzzle framed up behind her. "Oh, this thing? 1000 pieces," she said proudly. "It's called Scream, painted by the famous Vincent Van Gogh. He painted it to vent out his feelings. He was hearing voices at the time, hence the painting 'Scream'. Sad thing was, the painting only became priceless after his death and-" Sakura stopped to realize they were all staring at her giving her weird looks.

"What?"

"We were talking about YOU, honey. Not the painting."

Sakura could do nothing but nod dumbly. "Oh." The four laughed. Sakura twirled in front of the mirror to look at herself and blushed. "You look AMAZING, dahling," Zizi sat back on Sakura's bed, satisfied with her work.

"Wear this tomorrow, okay? Apply makeup the way Zizi taught you," Ino told her gently. Sakura took a look at herself again.

Her long silky pink hair was let down. She now had a side fringe and a few locks framing her flawless face (I meant no pimples hehe). She had green-gold eyeshadow (the colour of her eye) on making her eyes deep-set enough to make any man stare. It was captivating. She wore a red tank top and a gorgeous black skirt with jagged edges(messy style) with a pair of black boots completing the look.

Everyone stared in awe. "Gor-juss," Zizi purred happily.

Sakura turned to face them. "So what about you guys?" she asked brightly.

"We? Please, we can handle ourselves. You see the thing is we've known those boys for a long time so we know what will attract their attention. The problem is, you're a newbie, and your guy's the hardest to make this plan work. But I still think you can do this," Ino repeated for the 3rd time. "You just need to play HARD TO GET."

"Hard to get," Sakura mumbled under her breath while the others got ready to leave. "See you at school tomorrow, Sakura. Tomorrow," Zizi breathed, "We're gonna have a new clique."

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The next day Sakura met the others at the school compound. "Are you ready?" Tenten asked and each of them nodded. Then the 5 of them banged open the school front door and walked in, their footsteps loud with the sound of their boots. (Ooh dramatic)

Everyone turned to gape at them. "Target at 12 o'clock, approximately seven metres from where we are," Ino reminded them of their mission. First rule of the mission: Never let down your guard. Be cool at all times.

A minute ago…

"YO! Uchiha! Catch!" Kiba flung a football the size of… well a ball at the black-haired boy. He caught it without even having to turn his head, with one hand, the other rummaging through his locker.

Kiba smirked, his fang-like teeth protruding a little. At the sight of them fangirls started fainting on the spot. "Damn great as usual Uchiha," Neji commented. "You're in the ZONE today!" the others turned to each other grinning away.

"So what have you got there, Shikamaru?" they caught sight of an ashen-faced boy staring at his own locker. The four peeked in and their eyes bulged in surprise and they started laughing.

"I-It's not what you think!" Shikamaru sputtered, as a frilly pink underwear dropped out of his locker.

Immediately fangirls started to scream in horror. "SOME BITCH Slept with Shikamaru without our knowledge!!!" the president of his fanclub screamed.

As if on cue, a petite girl went up to him and whispered in his ear. "That's mine… call me," she said, winking. The other four heard it and started to high-five each other. "Score!!" they chuckled at the same time. Assholes.

Then suddenly their world was interrupted by a loud slam of the school front doors. "Who the hell-" Uchiha Sasuke was just about to curse, irritated. He was about to turn to see who it was when he spotted the weird looks on his member's faces.

And he turned. The crowd was divided into two to make way for five gorgeous girls walking down the school hall. Then he saw it.

Her, to be exact. The girl whom he thought was going to be 'easy'.

She was dead sexy. (NYAHAHA DEAD sexy) Sakura spotted his eyes running down her like a hungry wolf and then his eyes met hers.

Sakura smirked. It was the EXACT replica of his.

For some reason he felt that something major was about to happen in his life.

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The five girls were sitting down in class, pretending to apply their makeup. Sakura was facing the back talking to Ino. They each had mini recorders tucked neatly into- where else, but their bras. "This is to record what we've been doing everyday, and we'll be reviewing each one every night. Turn it on only when you see your target," Ino said firmly.

The rest couldn't object to her decision. Once, it was made, there's no way to change Ino's mind.

And so Sakura was busy applying blush watching the class door in the mirror. A minute later, Uchiha Sasuke walked in and she gently tapped her pocket of her black skirt where the remote to the recorder was, and switched it on. The rest did the same when their targets walked in.

Sakura flipped the compact close and turned to rummage in her back as Sasuke walked up to her left and sat down. "Hey, Sakura," Sasuke stated, smirking as usual, "Wanna see how far we can go?"

Sakura turned to face him, her legs crossed. "What do you mean?" she asked suspiciously. Suddenly Sasuke pinned her down on the table with both hands holding hers. "We were in this position before, remember?" Sasuke breathed the last word on her neck, sending shivers erupting through her entire body.

"Wow. Just because I makeup today you're doing this." Sakura accidentally said to him. Shit, that didn't come out right! I need to play HARD TO GET!! Sakura thought, panicked.

"Nah, actually I don't give a shit with the makeup you wear today, or your clothes. You look great no matter what you do," Sasuke said, and realized he let his tongue slip. Oh shit! Now she knows I'm onto her! Sasuke realized and cursed inwardly.

Sakura heard what he said, and SHE started smirking. "Sorry. I don't date high school guys," she said, shoving him off her and sitting down, fixing her hair. Damn, Sasuke thought.

-HINATA-

"Mornig, Hinata-CHAN!!" Naruto was extra perky today. Hinata had to turn away to hide her red face. "M-morning," Hinata answered softly. She realized she would be going nowhere with that kind of attitude towards him. Ah, I know! A voice in her head suddenly said. Review him! It makes you feel a lot more better!! Hinata turned to him with a blank look on her face, as if she was thinking about something.

Naruto blinked. He could have sworn she was scanning his clothes, his muscles, his face. Heck, is she… REVIEWING me?? Naruto thought. Now why would she be doing that?

In a flash the blank look was removed from her face. Naruto turned scarlet. "Sorry, my mind dozed off for a moment," she said more cheerily this time.

16 going on 17, male, 1.83metres tall, cute eyes, too muscular though. Has a brain the size of a peanut. That was all she could say, but she felt better after doing what she did best.

"Umm, Hinata-chan?" Naruto snapped her out of her thoughts. "Yup?" Hinata answered.

Then suddenly Naruto leaned forward and did something out of impulse. "If you want to review something, review this," he mumbled in her ear, and brought his lips to hers.

-INO-

Ino flashed a smile at her target who just trudged in. "Hey," Shikamaru sat down beside her. Instead of doing the usual (Sleeping) he sat up and continued looking at her. He was frowning.

"You… look different," Shikamaru said. Ino laughed flirtatiously. "You're sooo smart, Shikamaru," she lied. Well actually she wasn't. He was a smart guy, when it comes to school.

"Why, you like it?" Ino asked, placing her hand on her cheek while leaning on the table. Shikamaru was snapped out of his thoughts and started shaking his head. "You just look different," he said simply.

Ino's smile faded. Oh great. Time for Plan B, she thought.

Actually Shikamaru was so awed by her beauty, he could hardly say anything to her. Only a few words here and there.

-TENTEN-

Neji sat down beside Tenten, who was adjusting her black skirt. She was wearing a chinese-style hot red top that made her look even more like Chun-Li. " Damn that Zizi for making me wear this," Tenten cursed inwardly. She felt better though now that she wore black tights underneath the skirt.

"Hey," Neji said simply.

"Hey." Tenten cut it short.

Neji turned to face her. "Listen carefully here. I'm giving you a one-time offer, to date me," Neji shrugged in what Tenten thought was in an absolute pissing-off way (her eyes bulged in shock), "So what about it? You're hot and I'm hot, so we have a win-win situation."

"In your WET dreams, Hyuuga." Tenten spat and turned away from the very ashen-faced Neji who hasn't been turned down before.

-ZIZI-

"What?" Zizi said loudly, after what she just heard. (About Kiba… something very pissing off.) Just then her target walked into the room, smiling at her.

At which her dance members stalked off, watching from afar after what they had truthfully told her.

"Yo," Kiba said as he sat down, "Whazzup?"

Zizi turned to him looking like a raging bull and punched him. The impact sent him crashing to the floor. "HEY!! WHAT's WITH YOU?!" Kiba said as he protected himself from the attacks she continued giving him. (She learned them from Tenten, who warned ONLY to use it in emergencies.)

Finally a very frustrated Kiba decided to stop her. He grabbed hold of one hand, then the other, and turned her down on the table. At which Zizi smacked him in the face with her right black boot, enough for him to bleed in the nose.

"You think I'm EASY? I don't think so," Zizi patted his face twice before returning to her seat.