"Don't. Sakura."
His blue eyes shown with a glazed fear. The metal against his neck was chilling. His mission was to capture the rosette. She was a worldwide assassin, infamous for her sly get aways and the beautiful work she left on those who stood in her way. It was a kiss, engraved on the every victims skin.
"N. A. R. U. T. O."
Her lips slightly lingered over his throat and the gun was concurrently sliding into the mans hair. She smiled as he heavily panted when her mouth connected with his body. Nibbling on his flesh, but not leaving a mark. Yet.
"W..What... are you waiting for ...Haruno!"
"A perfect chance. Uzumaki."
"When will that be?"
"Now."
The second her words formed, she cocked back the pistol in her palm. It's silver barrel gleamed and inflamed the vacant lot which he was captured in. Even being shackled to a pole the male struggled. His goal was to kill her, not fall under her seduction. But, with his hands chained behind him he saw it was impossible to hurt her. He eyed her slender, but full in the right areas, figure. Her electric eyes. And those lips to die for.
"Bye-bye baby"
She aimed the weapon and pulled the trigger. A bullet grazed the blonds head, missing by an inch. She laughed an placed a kiss upon him...