A/N: We now return you to your originally scheduled program. (HA! I'm funny...ish...cough)

cherry blossom infiltration

Chapter Seven

A New Face

THE DUTIES OF AKATSUKI MEMBER SAKURA HARUNO

o1. First and foremost Sakura will attend to the same 'female member' duties that Konan does (see 'The Duties of Akatsuki Member Konan Rose').

o2. Sakura will join Kakuzu as a 'Dealer of Hidan'. This requires Sakura to smack Hidan whenever he is misbehaving or, even better, punch him in the face.

o3. Sakura is now designated 'The Medic'.

"What. The. Fuck," Temari asked the next morning, holding a piece of paper in her hands.

I yawned tiredly as I sat up in bed, eyeing it. I knew what the paper was. On our trek back to the girls' dorms the previous night, Konan had informed me of all the ins-and-outs of being a member of the Akatsuki, including the 'duties' that Itachi and Kakuzu assigned each member. Not that anyone gave a fuck about them besides those two.

I got out of bed, snatching it from her hands. Taking a quick look over it, I folded it up and stuck it in my nightstand.

The dirty-blonde junior looked at me warily. "Sakura, what the hell did you get yourself into?"

"Good question Temari," I smirked as I made my way to the bathroom. "I'd tell ya, but then I'd have to kill ya."

"Everyone's talking about you," Ino said in homeroom as we waited for Kakashi-sensei (who could not be on time to save his LIFE).

"Yeah, no duh boar, I just joined the Akatsuki," I replied dryly.

"Shut the hell up, bitch."

"Make me, whore."

"Whoa, there's some tension up in here!" A brunette male with red triangles on his cheeks said flirtaciously. "Maybe I can get in on the action?"

Ino glared at him, kicking him in the shin. "Fuck off, Inuzuka. This conversation does not include you."

Kiba Inuzuka just grinned. "Any conversation that includes you, babe, includes me."

I rolled my eyes as I watched Ino flush over Kiba's not-so-subtle comments. Whether she admitted it or not, my blonde best friend had the hots for him.

"Stop flirting guys," I said loudly. "Seriously, I'm getting cavities over here."

Ino kicked me in the shin while her lover-boy just grinned.

I had a headphone in, jamming to an upbeat dance song as I walked the halls during free period, trying my hardest not to break into dance because I didn't want people staring at me more then they already did, when I spotted it.

Er, rather, him.

"STARFISH!" I cried, running the length of the hall between me and him before leaping onto his back like the awesome (insane, wacko) ninja I was.

"Ooph!" Kisame said, lurching forward as he was unprepared for my weight. "What's up pinky?"

I smacked him lightly on the head. "If you are going to give me a nickname in return, be more creative then pinky hotshot."

"Nah, I like pinky. But maybe cupcake..."

"Do. Not. Call. Me. Cupcake. Ever."

"Cupcake it is!" The senior grinned as we walked into one of the courtyards where, 'surprisingly', the rest of the Akatsuki were all chilling.

"Sup homeskilletz!" I greeted (still on Kisame's back), deciding to forego the argument of whether Kelp-man could call me Cupcake or not in favor of acknowledging everyone else.

"Sakura-chan, un!" Deidara waved, having paused his 'civilized conversation' with Sasori about 'the true meaning of art' (aka their daily Everlasting vs Fleeting Argument).

"Hiya blondie!" I grinned, sliding off Kisame's back in a semi-graceful manor.

"Pink-haired-chan!" Tobi cried, dive bomb hugging me and sending us both crashing into the ground.

"Tobi, you fucking dumbass!" Hidan cursed, grabbing the mask-wearing boy and flinging him into a tree. "Hey, bitch, he didn't damage any fucking part of ya, did he?" He worried as he helped me to my feet.

"I'm fine, Hidan, let go," I said, smacking his hand as I turned back to Kisame. "No calling me cupcake, EVER!"

"But it suits you!" The senior grinned.

"NO IT FUCKING DOES NOT!"

Hidan groaned behind me. "Fuck, bitch, you are so damn hot when you fucking curse. Do it fucking again."

"Uhm...nao," I said, smacking him lightly over the head.

"Sakura."

"Sup Pein!" I greeted the orange-haired male who had suddenly appeared by my side.

He just gave me a look that read 'you did not just say SUP to your ALMIGHTY LEADER.' That dude had issues.

I simply raised an eyebrow at him before going to greet Konan.

"I'm so excited I'm in your horticulture class now Sakura-chan!" Konan smiled, draping an arm around my shoulders to squeeze me tight in a hug.

"Ditto Konan-san," I replied.

The blue haired female wrinkled her nose. "Just Konan is fine. Hey Zetsu!" She greeted loudly, waving at the green-haired senior.

"Konan, Sakura-san."

I smiled warmly, looking at Zetsu's black-and white roses. Konan skipped off to go find Iruka-sensei while I took down my newest project, daphnes.

I busied myself taking care of them, unaware of the turbulance that was looming ahead.

"Sakura-chan, un!" A voice called in the halls, and I turned around to coke face-to-face with Deidara.

"Hey blondie," I grinned. "Ready for history?"

The junior gave me a dark look. After an incident with explosives last year, many of Deidara's classes has suffered. The only one he hadn't managed to pass was History. Thus why he was in my eighth period.

"Ya, ya, laugh it up Sakura-chan, un," He pouted, crossing his arms.

"Aaaww, is Deidei-chan upset?" I teased as we slipped into Room 34C.

Deidara's left eye twitched. "I will get you back for that, un."

"Sure you will, princess," I smirked, patting his head as we slid into our seats.

The bell rang, and Asuma-sensei walked in the door, a slightly older male following behind him. This male had long crazy black hair that spiked out, and was only barely controlled by a ponytail. His eyes swept over the class, obviously observing all of them.

"Everyone settle down!" Asuma yelled, tossing his cigerette in the trash. "As you're all aware, I'll be gone for a month-"

"Yeah, on a romantic vacation with Kurenai-sensei!" A sophomore with spiky coffee-colored hair called. The entire class burst into noise, either laughing or catcalling. I barely managed to supress a smirk.

"Enough class! Mr. Daisuke, that was unnessecary," Our history teacher continued. "As I was saying, I'll be gone for a month starting next Wednesday, and this will be your substitute sensei until I get back," He motioned to the male standing next to him. "Would you like to introduce yourself?"

The other male nodded. "My name is Madara Uchiha, I have three nephews and one niece that attend Konoha Directions. I hope we will all get along well." His eyes swept over the class again, before meeting with mine. I inwardly shivered as I noticed the tiniest smirk playing on his lips.

"Thank you, Madara. Now, class, if you'll turn to page two hundred and eleven, we'll get started..."

I turned to look at Deidara and mouthed, "Madara...?"

He simply shrugged. Obviously he knew as much as I did, which was nothing.

Well, the next month would be interesting, no doubt...

A/N: MY APOLOGIES FOR TAKING THIS LONG. And, even after I took like a month, it was still a crappy and short chapter.

But we have Madara...?

The overprotectiveness and jealousy starts here! Kami, I wish I had nine hawt Akatsuki men protecting me. Alright, fangirl moment over.

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