One Night Standing
A/N:
I don't own Naruto
Chapter Three: The Big Damn Escape
Previously:
'Yes, a chance for a ticket! Plus, it ain't even dark yet! Cha!' Inner Me chanted.
It truly was, a miracle. But, once I found out what the reward was, well I had a whole different opinion….
Presently:
I was ecstatic! I might actually get a ticket for real! But, then again Hidan might have something different in mind which might not be a reward…
"Yeah, un! Sakura deserves a real gift!" Deidara shouted. The whole gift part seemed a little suspicious, but I would take anything they give me, maybe.
With a 'Hn,' a 'Sure,' from Sasori, and two evil smirks they closed in on me like I was some sort of prey. All the thoughts running through my head were coming vocal once I caught on…
"What. The. Hell! Get off of meee!" Thrusting my elbow into Sasori's groin and fighting for dear innocence. They were trying to gang something with me! I was a fan and all but, I'm not no slut and Deidara shouldn't be kissing me!
This is not a reward I was expecting, not by a long shot. I could not say I wanted it either...
"Shit no! Not you too, Itachi?!" Sure as Hell's name Itachi was joining in. What am I supposed to do?! I can't just beat the shit out of them and get away with it, especially trying to get into a concert that is theirs!
In the end, my mind was made up. I was not about to be taken advantage of! Not with these guys or any others! They were going down…
We'd moved quite a bit from the scene, now between the Theater Cinema and the Mall, down the street where there wasn't a line to get tickets. They truly were corrupt in the mind if that is what they think they're gonna do and get away with it!
Once cornered, I made my move. There was only Hidan, Deidara, and Itachi left since Sasori was still fighting back tears on the pavement elsewhere.
So, three on one was my type of fight actually. It's like killing three birds with one stone. I rammed my knee into Itachi's bruised rib, slinging him by the collar of the officer uniform into Deidara. That action left the two on top each of in a pile. Afterwards, I began bringing my forearms up to shield myself from Hidan while coming up with a strategy.
Actually the plan I did formulate involved them losing their manhood at first because their arrogant auras and personalities. I quickly changed the plan, knowing all about the potential lawsuits and fangirls that might take revenge upon me later on down the road.
Now, it was a little sketchy because I was atop of a dumpster, which had a sheet of fresh ice on top of the slick metal. I was sliding downward toward that arrogant smirk. Again, I was vulnerable to Hidan's awaiting arms.
I had always been fond of his tough manly gangster exterior. I knew deep down that he couldn't be too bad, but trying to screw people was out of the question!
The whole concept of my favorite band trying to gang rape me was overwhelming, and not in a good way. They were my idols, not my sexual predators or whatever. I wasn't supposed to be here period!
I was supposed to be at home with a ticket from online not in the freezing rain and snow battling for my virginity! It just wasn't supposed to end like this…
Plus, I ain't gonna let this be the conclusion to not even a day's wait. I dug my pitiful excuse for nails into the ice and twisted my body, making a quick kick to the back of Hidan's head. This caused him to black out, giving me enough time to sprint to the end of the alleyway to make my grand escape back into the line.
Short-lived accomplishments really seemed to be my style lately because guess who was waiting for me, blocking me from leaving? Yes, it was Sasori, and he looked kinda pissed and serious about this whole event.
Just so you know, I was about to the last end of my string. It's like he and the rest of the Akatsuki are pulling my strings like I'm some sort of puppet or play thing.
My only way out seemed to be through him since he was not about to leave me be and return to the god damn cursed line of Hell to get a damn shitty ass ticket! I readied myself by straightening my shoulders, arching my back and speeding toward him.
I was a football player by no means, but I sure can clothesline a person. Yep, that's right. I clothesline him at the very last moment when he least suspected it. Sasori was down for the count.
Sakura 1 and Akatsuki 1, reason why they're tormenting me with a damn ticket and I just took their ego's down a notch. I was one pissed off; pink-haired soaking wet she-devil on the face of the earth at the moment.
I casually made my way back to the long line. It was now around 4:00 p.m. and it was awfully unclear. The clouds were crying down sleet at the moment, slicking the sidewalk, making it a freezing hell to stroll across.
The dude from way back half an hour ago was about thirty people ahead of me now, but I seriously could care less. I didn't do enough damage to prevent the Akatsuki from performing the concert so I was a-okay.
It seemed sorta awkward after that, waiting you know. After another twenty minutes stalked by I was calmed down and sorta relieved. At least it was exciting and not painfully dull so far.
All I was really wondering about was what the night was gonna be like. I'm already familiar with Konoha's drug dealers and drunks from night-time shifts at jobs but I've never really stood there and watched it pass me by.
Who said it wouldn't interfere with my changes of completing my mission…
A/N:
Yes! Next chappie's got Drunks and Drug Dealing teacher bashings!!!
Kakashi and maybe Asuma in next chapter, wait and see! XD
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