A/N: Sorry this took so long...I've been busy. Enjoooyyy.

cherry blossom infiltration

I'm pretty sure it's in my blood to never back down from a dare. In fact, I don't remember EVER backing down from a dare. Not even those stupid 'it's four am and the only reason we're still up is cause we're at a sleepover' dares.

Thus, the instant the word 'dare' had come from Ino's mouth regarding the 'infiltrating of Akatsuki' thing, I was hooked.

Damn boar.

So, here I am, the freelancing, smartass sophomore who needs a way in to Akatsuki. Who's the easiest to piss off/freak out, to use to prove my worth?

Mother fucking Hidan, whi is a Jashinist. In simple terms, this means that he 'sacrifices' himself in order for 'immortality' and that he's a sucker for pain.

Yeah, have I mentioned that all the Akatsuki members are fucked up in their own way?

Narrowing my eyes, I looked down at the picture that was a printout from Google Images. Tilting my head, I tried not to shiver from the Autumn chill. Huffing, I pulled the hood of my jacket further over my head.

Finally memorizing the image, I smirked as I shook my bottle of spray paint before beginning to paint the symbol in bright purple paint on a sterile white wall.

Finishing the picture, I bite my lip. It needed something-oh.

Grinning, I began to spray letters on the wall.

"The fuck is this?" A voice ripped through the early morning silence at Konoha and I smirked as I shut my dorm door behind me.

It seems Hidan had found my present.

"Tobi thinks Hidan-sempai needs to calm down!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Right, time to make myself known.

"For Kami's sake, do you need to be so fucking loud at six am?" I asked, yawning as I rounded the corner to find Hidan, Kisame, Deidara, and Tobi.

The silver-haired man turned to snarl at me as his buddies watched, semi-interested in how this was going to play out. "Who the fuck do you think you are, bitch?"

"Someone who's sleep was interrupted...sharky, my eyes are up here," I said without ever looking at the blue-skinned senior.

"Damn, un," murmured Deidara Iwa, but I chose to ignore that.

Hidan scrutinized me. "Are you new, bitch?"

"Fuck no!"

"Huh...really? I think I wouldve remembered the hair..."

Huffing, I tried to control my temper. "I'm a sophomore, asshole. By the way-nice picture. Did you do it yourself?"

"Someone has spunk, un," Deidara commented with a smirk. I threw him a glare.

"I don't believe I was talking to you, blondie," I snapped angrily, flicking my bangs impatiently (a bad habit I'd picked up from Ino).

Deidara growled, but Kisame laid a hand on his shoulder.

Tobi, who'd been uncharacteristically quiet up until this point, opened his mouth and asked, "Tobi think pink-haired girl is cute! Will pink-haired girl give Tobi a hug?" before glomping me.

"Aagh!" I cried as we tumbled to the floor, Tobi still death-hugging me. "Let! Me! Motherfucking! Go!"

"Hidan, this girl's mouth is almost as bad as yours..." Kisame remarked dryly.

"I fucking know. It makes the bitch all the more sexy."

That was it. I pushed Tobi off of me, jumped to my feet, and decked Hidan down the hallway (the lockers stopped his flight). Then, before Kisame or Deidara could stop me, I was gone.

I was going to kill Ino.

"Ino! Wake the fuck up!" I screeched, sounding like my best friend did if she didn't get enough sleep.

"Ugh! What the hell forehead?" The blonde whined as she opened her door.

"I'm going to kill you!"

"What the fuck did I do?" Ino wanted to know.

Quickly I recalled how this morning had gone down. She stared at me for a few seconds, before bursting into tear-jerking laughter.

"Pig, this isn't funny!" I near whined.

"How could Hidan freaking out over you drawing his god's symbol and writing 'You're not alone Hidan...you're never alone' on the walls NOT be funny?" She was still cracking up.

"Okay, that part was funny," I admitted grudgingly. "...But I'm still going to kill you!"

"Them thinking you're hot is just gonna make your entrance into the Akatsuki all the easier. Flaunt whatcha got, forehead," Ino said, hand resting on one hip as she flicked her bangs (I told you!). "...Not that you have a lot. To flaunt, that is."

I growled. "Oh, you're so dead."

I decided to start phase 2 of Operation: Piss Off Hidan that afternoon.

Sitting in an empty art classroom, I rolled up my sleeves as I surveyed the giant roll of yellow paper in front of me. I looked at the notebook laying next to me, which held various phrases I brainstormed over the day that I thought might piss off Hidan.

I had come up with...fuck. Fifty. I was going to be busy.

Sighing, I dipped my paintbrush in purple paint and began the hellish task before me.

Half through my sixth poster (which would read 'Dear Hidan, You Suck. Love, Jashin') I heard it.

Or, should I say, them.

"Art is a bang, un!"

"You stupid brat. Art is CLEARLY everlasting."

"BANG!"

"ETERNAL!"

Oh dear Kami-Jashin, it was the art twins.

The door flew open and I sighed, setting my paint brush down as I looked up, tucking a lock of my vibrant hair behind an ear. "Can I help you?" I asked, vexed.

Both of their heads snapped towards me. "Hey, you're that girl from this morning, un," Deidara frowned.

"Very good," I said dryly, clapping slowly. "You've won our prize of absolutely nothing!"

The redhead beside him, Sasori Akasuna, chuckled. "You're a sarcastic one, aren't you?"

"Blame my genetics," I responded with a shrug of my shoulders. "Now is there anything I can do for you two? If not, please get the fuck out kay thanks."

And I turned back to my poster(s), picking up my paintbrush with a flourish.

Unfortunately, the art twins didn't leave. Instead-still squabbling over the true meaning of art-they went over to some blank canvases and began to paint.

Thankfully, their squabbling wasn't too loud.

It was annoying though.

Just starting the twenty-seventh poster ('JASHIN BLOWS. Suck it, Hidan' [that had actually been Temari's idea]), my eye twitched as Deidara and Sasori's voices grew louder.

"Bang, danna, un!

"Do I have to spell it out for you, brat? E-T-E-R-N-A-L. Eternal."

"Fuck no, danna, un!"

I growled deep in my throat and whipped around.

"Motherfucker, would you two just shut the HELL UP? I'm trying to work on something important here and you two aren't helping, mmkay? So, if you two would kindly refrain from talking until one of us leaves, I would appreciate it," I snarled, waving my paintbrush around for effect. "Good, glad we cleared up."

Stupid artists.

A/N: Oh yeah, Sakura is evil. And sarcastic. Kekekekeke.

...The chapters will get longer. Hopefully.

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