Chapter 9

Soon Hinata, Itachi, and Sakura where at the Hyuga mansion; Hinata nervously played with her hands, "J-Jack-san?" Itachi turned to look at her, "Hn?" Hinata bit her lip and looked at Sakura, "I-is I-it a-alright I-if y-you danced only o-one s-song w-with me?" Hinata after saying that looked down with a scarlet face. Itachi raised one of his black eyebrows, "Only if Sakura-san allows it." Sakura was cursing up a storm on the inside, but smiled sweetly, "Sure, but I get the last and first dance!" Hinata nodded and so did Itachi.

Slow music started to play and Sakura could feel a blush of her own staining her cheeks, "Jack would you like to dance?" Itachi huffed slightly and nodded. Hinata grabbed both of their arms before they started to dance, "R-remember t-that this I-is a f-fancy p-party a-and d-don't t-take o-off y-your masks. But a-also remember t-that this I-is a w-waltz." Sakura smiled, "Right. Thank-you Hinata-chan." Hinata nodded and let go of their arms.

Itachi and Sakura looked at each other waiting for the other of make their move to start the dance. Itachi looked blankly at her, "I don't know how to dance Sakura." Sakura smirked, "I'll teach you! Just follow my steps." Itachi made a clicking sound with his tongue to show his irritation, "Yes Sakura-sensei." Sakura grinned and soon they started to dance slowly and gracefully. Sakura looked into his eyes falling in love with him even more than she already did, shyly she said, "Your eyes are beautiful."

Itachi widened his eyes slightly for a fraction of a second, "And why would you say that…" Itachi then lowered his voice, "When these eyes could kill you in only seconds." Sakura laughed slyly, "But you wouldn't." Itachi put his lips up to her ear, "That other ninja could teach me…Hinata is her name? Why do I need you?" Sakura felt her heart drop, "You said the Akatsuki…" Itachi interrupted her, "Hush." Sakura tilted her head in confusion, but a hand placed itself on her shoulder, "May I have a dance, un?"

Sakura turned around to see a man dressed up in an elegant suit that was all black but had a red bird that looked like a phoenix on his chest. He had a dark red mask on that almost looked black. He also had beautiful blue eyes, blonde hair and was also wearing black gloves. He was muscular and his voice was smooth, but not as rich as Itachi's. Sakura blushed, she was thankful the mask covered it, "Um…I was not finished dancing with my date Jack yet…"

He chuckled softly, it was a kind laugh so Sakura bowed and moved towards Itachi. But the man's hand was back on her shoulder, "Please, un? Just one dance?" Sakura bit her lip and spoke to Itachi, "Jack why don't you dance with Hinata-chan while I dance with…" She waited for him to fill in the blank, but he didn't. Instead he whisked her away to the dance floor, "You are not a Hyuga why are you here Sakura-hime?"

Sakura narrowed her green eyes, "I never told you my name sir." He grinned, but then looked to the side, "Where's your friend, Jack, un?" Sakura looked around, but only saw Itachi's clothes on the ground near the water fountain in the middle of the room. Sakura's eyes darted around the room till she spotted a black weasel going up the stairs. (Three story mansion!) Sakura looked back towards the blonde haired man, "I don't know where Jack is. What have you done to him?"

"Hmmm…" The man pondered, "It seems like we got a little lair here, un." Sakura whispered harshly, "If you don't let me go I'll scream." He looked at her with little interest, "Where's Itachi woman?" Sakura struggled in his grasps, "I don't know. But I'm warning you…you better let me go." He smirked deviously, "You scream and I'll blow this place up, un. Including you." Sakura gasped slightly, "Who are you? Akatsuki?"

He laughed, "My names Deidara, Lady Sakura. And your damn right, un. Akatsuki is home."

(Theresnothinghereitsjustyourimagnation)

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