A/N: It was really, really hard to think of a word that started with the letter "I" that inspired me enough to write. GAH, it's harder than it looks. :( So forgive me for taking so long to update.

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I is for Indecent: because they remembered her gender.

Though it was a fact, it was a fact often forgotten that Haruno Sakura is indeed a woman. Her three teammates though, often neglect this. Why exactly?

No one knew for sure, but the two reasons people suspect to be the most dominant are (1) she has super strength and wit that could knock any of her teammates out cold; or (2) she had the shortest hair in the team.

Not that Sakura could care less about her teammates' recognition of her womanly status. She believed that, this way, they would recognize her as an equal instead of belittling her as a female in a team of alpha males.

Of course, there are certain reasons as to why female shinobi—kunoichi—were placed in this godforsaken occupation.

Tsunade looked up at the four standing in front of her. They're four of the greatest shinobi of their generation. Their generation is also often praised as the biggest handful with their bohemian ways that elders cannot accept.

She almost regretted choosing this team for the mission. She couldn't help but imagine all the possible screw ups that could happen. Sure, that had a 0% failure rate, but she couldn't help but second-guess if they were the right team for this mission.

"It's a reconnaissance and possibly assassination mission, depending on the gravity of the damage." The blonde Hokage began explaining. "But it isn't as simple as it sounds."

"And why is that, Hokage-sama?" Sasuke inquired politely. He saw no complications in a recon-assassinate mission, especially when they're the top-ranking team in the the village.

Tsunade locked her fingers together, tension obvious in each digit. "Your target is a Mafia boss in town on the Konoha border named Hitsuko. He's suspected for trafficking women and placing them in nightclubs as...exotic dancers." She explained. "The means for collecting information and the possible assassination will be through...Sakura."

Instantly the three males directed their attention to their only female member. Her nose scrunched in distaste at what she knew she had to do. Her teacher shared the same expression when she announced it.

"Sakura would have to...pose as one of the dancers in the club and get as close to Hitsuko as possible." The busty blonde stated simply. "You leave tomorrow morning. DISMISSED!"

~O~

Sakura was nervous. She knew she shouldn't have to be. As a kunoichi, she's been specially trained for missions like these. And she also knew why it had to be her, despite the availability of kunoichi's with way more sexual appeal than her.

The team is all set for recon-assassinations. They have strategists, Byakugan, Sharingan, an availability of poisons and jutsus that make no sounds at all. There was no way either that Tsunade could put another female on the team. They'd probably end up so in love with either of the three men (regardless of Shikamaru's "taken" status), that a mission would be hard to execute.

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Shikamaru asked, in concern for his female teammate. Having been with Temari for a while, he's learned to respect women. And there was something about seeing Sakura scantily dressed in a red leather corset, fishnet stockings, and an unbelievably tight mini-skirt guarding her womanhood.

Sakura nodded, doing the final touches on her makeup before throwing on a full-length cloak to shield her from the night breeze.

Neji and Sasuke shared the same sentiment as their other teammate. Neji found it degrading for her to be dressed as such. Sasuke simply didn't want to think of what else she had to complete the mission. But they composed themselves quickly, knowing Sakura was completely professional about it.

"The three of us will be entering the club as normal citizens. Sakura will enter from backstage and will be posing as the star performer, thanks to our source." Neji explained, noting that Sakura was able to audition at the next club the Mafia boss was to visit and gain that information from a dancer. "Once she catches Hitsuko's eye, we'll follow them to wherever he...takes her."

~O~

Neji. Sasuke and Shikamaru had successfully entered the nightclub without suspicion. They were all dressed as civilians, playing the role of men looking for some fun. They sat together in a circular booth, which gave them a view of both the stage and Hitsuko's table.

Hitsuko was a menacing looking man, with dark blue hair tousled accordingly, and a very twisted smile. His eyes were covered with stylish shades, and he wore a purple suit. He leaned forward in excitement as the music started, and a single spotlight fell onto a beautiful girl standing in the center.

She had on a ringmaster-esque coat on top of a sparkling tuxedo looking bodysuit. Her legs were only covered in fishnet, and ended in killer high heels. She lifted the top hat to reveal shoulder length pink locks.

Sakura smirked as she was faced with the crowd. More lights turned on to reveal back up dancers as she walked downstage, lip-syncing to a popular song.

"A kiss on the hand may be, quite continental but diamonds are a girl's best friend," The music played, and Sakura danced across the long ramp that led around the nightclub. Her plan was to do a few rounds as she danced, then end the song on Hitsuko's table.

"A kiss may be grand," She hung onto a pole and lifted herself up, extending a leg in the air gracefully. "but it won't pay the rental on your humble flat or help you at the automat." She mouth the lyrics with ease, knowing the song since teenhood. She playfully winked as she continued dancing.

The three shinobi watched with intent, not knowing that Sakura was capable of...that. Genma's description of her rang in Neji's head.

'She's such a babe! She's definitely grown curves in all the right places. C-cup, small waist, and look at those thighs! Imagine those wrapped around you as you-'

Neji shook his head, intent on shaking out Genma's words. Surely, each of the descriptions above were accentuated by her costume, especially now that she roughly opened the coat that covered the upper half of her torso. When she and her backup dancers stomped, his direction was brought to her upper legs.

He looked away, feeling extremely indecent for staring at his teammate that way.

Instead, he directed his attention to Hitsuko and his men. Hitsuko wore a twisted smile, signifying that his interest had been perked. The mission was a success so far. All they had to do now was kill him.

Sasuke, on the other hand, could not stop staring. Okay, well, it didn't look like he was staring. He'd probably deny that he was, and call it "intently observing". He watched Sakura with care, still somewhat in disbelief that this was the awkward 12-year old he was teamed with more than ten years ago.

Shikamaru looked at both his teammates' agony. He felt lucky that he had a woman waiting at home, regardless of how troublesome she turned out to be. But regardless, he didn't want to see his teammate this way. It was the perfect strategy, but still.

"Diamonds..." The last few lines rang out, and Sakura was swinging around the pole in front of Hitsuko's table. She let go and got on all fours, crawling towards the Mafia boss. She lay low, giving him a nice view of her cleavage.

"Diamonds..." She stopped crawling, looking straight at the Mafia leader. She arranged herself to sit in an erect, lady-like way, her crossed legs hanging over the table and angled for the eyes of her target. "Are a girl's best friend!"

Suddenly, three shinobi stood up. Sakura felt their chakras spike to unbelievable points, and within miliseconds, all three of her teammates had weapons pointed at Hitsuko and his henchmen.

"Hitsuko Remi, in the name of Konoha, you are under arrest." Shikamaru announced, pushing a kunai threateningly into the Mafia boss' throat. The man was scared out of his wits, taking the threat very seriously.

An hour later, with Hitsuko and his men detained in a local jail and several of his victims in waiting for relocation into proper occupations, the ANBU team regrouped.

Sakura approached them, stomping her high-heeled shoes into the street, showing how angry she clearly was.

"Seriously, I had him at my fingers! That wasn't the plan!" She scolded, finding the interruption very unprofessional of her teammates. She continued shouting obscenities, regardless of the passing citizen wondering why a woman dressed so scantily was screaming at three, clearly larger men than her.

She stopped suddenly when she felt a weight on her shoulders. The pinkette looked up, her emerald orbs met with three pairs of concerned eyes.

She pulled the piece of clothing—Sasuke's outer jacket, Uchiha symbol and everything—closer to her, basking in the warmth. She hadn't realized she was still in costume.

"You were indecent." Neji explained in a cool tone. "You are too respected to appear as such."

Sakura then gave her three teammates a small smile, understanding their concern. "Thank you." She said, a tear welling up in her eye. With very few words, her boys had just expressed how over protective of her they were.

And she didn't mind the least bit.

A/N: Have it in your heart to drop a message?

Next time:

"Bless your deceased souls!"

'Til next time!

~Bella