Recap: Itachi, Naruto, Sakura, and Ino are about to get ready for the fair.
Sasuke has made a deal with Root, but is currently knocked out and in the Hospital.
Kisame is about to try to take over Sound.
-_-_-_- In Sound -_-_-_-
Sniff. Sniff.
"What is it Karin?" his voice grumbled in the hall. Jugo lounged in a large stone throne slightly off to one side; his arms resting on the sides with his fingers curled along the end of each arm rest. Etched into the stone, thick lines outlined each event of the open surfaces that portrayed matching designs on the block chair. Thin lines were carved in starting from the bottom of each arm rest and grew thinner as they laced intertwining up towards the top, forming the sight of fire growing from the ground. The arch of the back of the throne had carvings of a burst of light growing from behind Jugo's back. Positioned slightly behind, but next to the colossal throne to show the inferiority to Jugo sat a delicate, pillowed pedestal. The octagonal place shined from the gold paint as the light hit the hourglass curve. Placed for comfort, a deep violet pillow accented the over-the-top throne and to top it off, solid gold wires laced the top to create a tiara effect as it joined in the center with intricate weaving. Karin had her legs curled beneath herself in a lounging position. They were basically royalty after all, might as well enjoy it.
"I sense something on the outskirts of the city," she straightened up, placing her feet promptly on the floor. "It smells like…" she paused to sniff once more, "Sasuke-kun!" she squealed. "Stay here. Something must have changed in the plan. Don't tell Suigetsu where I'm going."
"Karin, you know we should tell him," Jugo glanced toward her unconvinced she'd listen.
"Oh please!" she waved him off giggling, "Sasuke-kun would love to have some alone time with me!" Hopping off her seat, the love sick woman gushed all the way to the door with sickening sweet nothings oozing from every poor of her body.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-With Ita, Ino, Saku, and Naruto-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Reading the duo's reactions, Itachi's deep silken voice rose from his throat to ask, "Who has red?"
"Sa-Sakura wears red," the blonde beauty choked out. The ebony prince lolled his head to the side and glanced at the gapping pinkette.
"Hn." His thin lips tugged back into a smirk as her face grew from utter shock, to complete disbelief, to slight anger at Kami, and finally ended with a wicked smile of possibilities. 'How could I never see this side of the girl? Did I really dwell on her brash behavior towards Naruto-kun?' the Ice King thought as the devil woman in front of him finally found her innocent face. 'There's more to her that I can't see. Maybe… No, she'd never agree unless there was something in it for herself.' "I believe it's time to get ready, wouldn't you agree?" the slick man gazed his onyx eyes towards his blonde and seemed to pull at the heart strings of each person in the room.
"Ha-hai," Naruto melted right onto the bed as Ino muffled a squeal.
"Show off," Sakura huffed. She may have been caught at first, but she just hated falling into his little traps. 'If he thinks I'll ever be swept away by him, then he's blinder then I thought!'
'Cheya! Show 'em girl!' Inner yelled in support. 'but he's sooooo HOT!'
'Where the hell have you been? And what happened to being a threesome? You fail at supporting me!' Sakura screeched at her inner.
'Don't get sassy with me! I support the side with the most perks. It just so happens that two smokin' guys outweigh you," Inner Sakura shrugged. 'A woman has got to do what's best for her, and denying Itachi is like swallowing poison on purpose.'
Huffing again, no one paid any attention to the pinkette when Itachi grew closer to Naruto and began to pick him up from where he sat.
"Uchiha Itachi, put me down now!" the jinchuriki ordered with a promise of death.
"Hn." The dark prince only smirked at his lover, but possible victim, and transformed them both back into Naru-chan and Itaru. The two females, on the other hand, were goo-goo eyed with the knowledge of who currently was dominant in the steamy relationship. "Not on the chance that you'll get hurt," he finished. Azure vindictive eyes sent daggers towards the drool worthy man. "Sakura-san, are you coming?" he singled Sakura out offhand, still continuing the stare down with his uke.
The pinkette snapped back into reality when it meant she'd have to leave her best friend. Furrowing her brows and screeching at the top of her lungs, no one was quite sure if the sound barrier would hold. "WHAT? We're supposed to protect Ino! What happen-"
"SHUT UP SAKURA!" an unexpected voice growled, causing three pairs of eyes to widen. The blonde continued, "I doubt Ita-kun was going to just leave her here. Everyone thinks I'm so annoying, but when you open your mouth it makes me seem like a damn genius!"
"Na-Naruto-kun," the emerald eyed girl stuttered. The tension was so thick that a kunai could slice it. There was no reason for his lash out, but for some reason he just snapped when he heard her complain yet again. Something about her shrill piercing voice just made the nin snap. By this time, Itachi had placed his lover on the floor, his smug smile gone to a serious tone. He knew better to stay silent, for this wasn't his place.
"Change your appearance. Ino, grab what you're going to wear," the blonde ordered. "You will be accompanying us to the Inn where we three will get dressed." Turning sharply on his heel, Naruto walked out the door and called back to the three. "Itachi and I will be waiting outside to give you some privacy." Itachi followed the pissy blonde outside the room and closed the door.
-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- With Ino and Sakura Alone -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
"What the hell was that about?" Ino hissed. Her eyes were wide in disbelief but her brows furrowed with anger. "How could you let him talk to you that way?"
"I-I don't know." The pinkette's eyes held a glossy shine with tears building in the inner corner. "He-he j-just snapped…" Her emerald orbs slid from Ino's bright blues down to the tidy floor. Ino gathered the manicure items back into her basket and placed it upon a shelf in the closet for an easier find next time. Glancing back as she heard thud from a pair of knees hitting the floor, the blonde's confused anger immediately changed with a softened face of concern.
"Hey," she whispered. Ino stepped soundlessly on the hard wood floors, "I know it hurts, and I know you're not going to want to hear this," her knees sank to the floor as well. Lifting her hand, Ino wiped the runaway tears that happened to escape. Sakura lifted her gaze to meet sorrowful blue windows of the soul. Ino took a deep breath and continued, "You need to talk to him. You need to know what made him change so easily because I know that he doesn't act that way." The blonde beauty had her hands clasped over Sakura's shaking fists. "That's not what you expected, I know, but-"
"I get it." Sakura retracted her hands from beneath the blonde's. "You might want to hurry and gather your stuff," she whispered. The pinkette raised herself off her knees and brushed any dirt off of the red dress. "We don't want them to wait too long." Her coldness continued though, when she walked past her best friend, who still sat on the floor, without a glance or an offering hand towards the desk to fetch a tissue. Plucking one from the box, Sakura dabbed under her eyes in order to prevent running makeup.
=_==_==With Itachi and Naruto (this happens the same time Sakura and Ino are talking)=_==_==
"Talk," Itachi said. His voice deepened with his next word. "Now."
"Not now 'Tachi." The blonde blew off the demands, leaned his back against the hallway wall, his arms crossed, and his nose scrunched just a bit to show is malcontent. His long eyelashes hid the cerulean orbs and opened to a pale slender face only a few inches away.
"No. There was no need to snap at her like that, so unless you come up with a decent reason, I will wait here." The stern voice pissed the jinchurki off, but not without turning him on a bit. Naruto's blue eyes held traces of crimson seeping through the iris.
"Why must you stick up for her?" he growled back. "You know nothing of what she's done."
"I knowenough." Itachi paused before he could lose his emotionless status but continued before his lover could react. "She just wants acceptance," he paused to find the next words, "and love." Right after the words escaped his lips, the door opened and next to the plain Jane kunoichi, a little blonde boy with soft brown eyes stood holding a canvas and brown leather pack slung on his back.
"Let's head out," Naruto said. His voice was gruff and refused to look at anyone in the eye.
They left the shop ten minutes to four with a note taped to Ino's door telling her mom her whereabouts. Of course it wasn't exactly true, but enough to ease the aging woman's mind. After slipping out the back door without being detected, the quartet headed straight to Main Street and up to the inn where they were greeted cheerfully by the old mole-y woman herself. It didn't take much of Itachi's charm, though, to slid past her swiftly after two strenuous minutes of trying to avoid eye contact with the rather large "birth mark" upon her face. It was only until they had reached the safety of their suite did anyone speak with purpose.
"Sakura-san, Ino-san, the room on the left is your room. Don't waste time." The instructions were brief, but the two nodded at Itachi's deliberate instructions. The air was tense and awkward, especially since Itachi had spoken so much. It didn't help that before the two could make a move, Naruto had already slammed his door shut followed with the click of the lock.
"Eeto, Itachi-san, is there any way I can help?" By this time Ino had already dropped the henge and had pleading blue eyes directed at Itachi.
"Hn." And with that, he turned on his heel to open the door, easily picking the lock, and shut the door behind him.
"Come on, Ino," Sakura said. She had already started to turn to the door, leaving her oldest friend in the living room. "Let's get dressed." Ino followed without a word into the awaiting room.
-With Itachi and Naruto—
There he sat. Obediently and patiently he sat on the bed. The bathroom door creaked softly with steam escaping into the bedroom. Standing in the doorway was a seriously pissed off blonde with a loose towel around his waist. "It wasn't your place." Four words uttered from perfect pink lips with steam rising from the surrounding skin.
"Hn."
"Bastard. Is that all you can ever say?" Blue eyes narrowed sharply at the Uchiha sitting upon their shared bed. Each word had been laced with venomous hatred.
"Hn."
"Why the hell do you always have to be a teme?" Naruto started to scream. Itachi looked at him with complete indifference and bore his eyes straight through the blonde's pretty head. "Respond to me when I ask you something!"
"Hn," he grunted. A smirk followed. Naruto couldn't handle it anymore. Walking straight up the to Itachi, he pulled back and punched him square in the jaw. Itachi only turned his head with the impact of the punch and returned his eyes back upon the furious blonde.
"I fucking hate it! You steal Sakura away from me, try to rape her, and now I get to deal with her whiney ass as I pick up the pieces of her life! How the hell can I deal with something that you fucked up so much! Is this your damn way of sharing? When have you ever shared? You've shared once!" Naruto held up his index finger. "You've shared once our entire life and it was a damned bento box. I fucking hate you Sasuke! You act so damned stoic with your indifference and cool attitude, but you're just a jealous bastard that throws away everything he steals! So fuck you. Fuck you! Fuck Sakura! And you know what? Fuck ME!" by the end of his rant, Naruto two inches in front of Itachi's face with his chest rising and falling to catch his breath.
"Feel better?"
"Yeah…" Blue eyes had begun to hide behind greedy lids as Naruto fell into Itachi's lap out of exhaustion. Itachi's deep velvet chuckle whispered through Naruto's ear, making curious eyes reopen. "What's so funny?"
"The whole Inn must have heard you." With those words said, Naruto groaned out of embarrassment and hid his face. Itachi smirked and rolled his mate onto the bed. Rising slowing from the mushy mattress, the raven made his way to the chair where his cloak lay and pulled a scroll out from within. "Naruto-kun," he said. Naruto looked sleepily up at the Uchiha.
"What?"
"Get dressed." A small puff of smoke followed the order. All Naruto could see was black and red ruffles but was too tired to even protest the girly attire. Slipping the towel off his waist, the blonde easily transformed himself into the earthy brunette, Naru-chan, and struggled into the form fitting dress. Itachi unsealed his own costume and walked into the bathroom. The tension was still lingering in the air from the earlier outbreak, and neither of the two felt like bantering at the moment. The silence was broken by a soft knock and Ino's voice sounding through the door.
"Hey, are you two ready yet?" She tried to not to act like she heard any of the yelling, but even a brick could notice the hesitation in her voice. Itachi walked out of the bathroom standing proudly with a fully bloomed red rose in his hand.
"Ah. Come in," Itachi responded.
(A/N: from here on I'll be talking about Naruto in female form. Just to avoid confusion)
Ino stepped through the portal as Itachi drew near to his mate. Tucking the rose into Naru's tight bun, the two made the perfect flamenco couple. Fitting tightly around Naruto's small waist, the black background dress proved authenticity with a bold red rose pattern. The plunging v neckline still modestly covered her fake bust with black lace. Thin green vines decorated with gold and malachite foliage connected each bloom and bud on the dress. Keeping with the theme, black and red ruffles accented Naruto's toned feminine arms. The fitted body stopped right above the knees, cut up by a solid black horizontal ruffle. Red and black folds cascaded down the rest of the body, completing the look entirely down to the red leather, two inch heels. Clearly they weren't kitten heels, but still had a sense of sexy with ribbons crisscrossing across the top of her delicate feet. Naruto was obviously the one being displayed between the two, for Itachi was dressed in all black. His black pants rose higher on the waist and hugged much tighter, emphasizing his perfectly toned rear. The puffy sleeved button down was tucked smoothly into his pants and tamed at the hands with button cuffs.
"You two look great," Ino said. She was breathless at the perfect couple standing in front of her. "Let me go drag Sakura out and we'll all be ready." She quietly left the awkward tension in the room caused by the vacant faced duet.
Itachi turned his neck, making eye contact with Naruto. "You do know you're going to have to talk to her, right?" The auburn haired girl broke the connection after the question was posed.
"I was trying to avoid that situation."
"She heard you yelling."
"Thanks Captain Obvious," she growled back. "After tonight."
"Hn." Mossy eyes rolled in their sockets before realizing that their candy was leaving the room. "If you do that enough, they could get stuck." Itachi slipped out of the room with a smirk, leaving a growling Naruto behind. Striding past the door, the girl caught up with her companions. It was quite clear that both Ino and Sakura were dressed to impress, especially with their bodies.
Ino hardly covered her modest bust with a vibrant light blue satin bikini styled top. Jingling from the skimpy top, silver beads outlined the top and hung down for more attraction. A solid matching blue gem hung in the middle, joining the two cups together and drawing the eye down her toned abs with three strands of silver glass beads. Several satin blue ribbons originated from the large gem and wrapped around from Ino's ribs, to her back, and then back again to the gem, accentuating her female figure. Hugging low on her hips, a silver beaded band was the only solid clothing of the bottom half. Hanging from the belt were three inch equilateral silver triangles. Each had the exact same beading on the cloth and strands hanging off to create more jingle in every step. To cover the rest of her body, a light flow-y skirt was attached with two gaps in the front, making a loin cloth look. The airy material swept down to the ground, finished with a silver trim. If dressing like a belly dancer wasn't calling for attention, then Itachi couldn't imagine what would come next.
Standing a foot and a half radius away from everyone, Sakura held the perfect ballerina pose in a handmade Russian tutu for a minute, but fell back onto the pads of her feet. The bodice was a solid dark magenta with a thin gold trim surrounded the plunging neckline. Straying from the original trim, stitched gold swirls accented with royal purple created a regal look. The tutu itself started out as lavender closest to the bodice and as one's eye travelled out it turned the purest white. Matching symmetrical gold and purple stitches were made into the tutu to compliment the two pieces.
All together, they were going to be the envy of the crowd with such authentic costumes, and although they will bring a lot of attention, there are always many more that seem to outdo even an Uchiha.
"Let's get goin'," Sakura suggested. "We don't want to have to stand in line to get into the good clubs." They all changed their appearances save Naruto and Ino, and headed towards the town. Once they reached the residential outer layer where most nins live, Itachi wrapped his arm around his the petite auburn woman at his side. He wasn't too fond of perverted looks from wandering eyes.
"Naru-uke," Itachi smirked into his lover's ear. "I have an errand to attend."
"But what about dancing?" the petite woman pouted.
"One hour." It was more a statement then asking to go, but Naruto nodded anyway. "Besides, plenty of straight guys will hit on you." Itachi smirked at the thought and then stalked off. The girl only huffed at the sickening thought. Not that he was flamboyantly gay, but the idea of strange men hitting on him because he's a "hot chick" made him mentally vomit. He finally understood why Sakura perfected her chakra punch.
-_-_-_- With Kisara and Kazura -_-_-_-
"Kisara-chan," soft lips harshly whispered, "are you sure this is a good idea?" Kazura sat ridged on a tall bar stool with her porcelain skin legs crossed and her arms locked forward with her hands placed on her knees. Her eyes blazed fiery fierce waiting for the man of the hour to walk through the door.
"Of course," the twin giggled lying on her back across the private bar with her head hanging off the edge in the direction of the door. Her long legs were bent with one crossing over the other, much like her sister's. "Anything else would just be too boring," her dreamy smile was plastered on her face with her eyes closed. "He just got home from a loooong mission," she cooed, "and I'll bet he'll need some help relaxing. I mean, it's been awhile since he's been home." Glancing towards her mirror image, Kisara was just about to continue speaking when the doorknob started turning and a lean figure stood in the frame.
"Kazura," his coal eyes glanced over the aggressive woman and nodded in her direction. "Kisara."
"Master-kun," Kisara purred, "we've been waiting for you."
"This meeting must be short," he briefly cut her off. "If we are caught-"
"If it's about blondie," Kazura stared at his soulless raven eyes, "we saw you two together," she smirked, "and honestly, we don't care," she finished with a raised eyebrow.
Kisara sensually slid her crossed leg to a strong foot hold on the bar. Placing her delicate hands on both sides of her head, the fiery twin lifted her stomach into a human bridge. She then bent her legs into springing position and pushed her lean body into a handstand, preceded by an air split of her mile long legs. Closing them once again, Kisara bent her legs back and sprung her arms up, landing on her feet and leaning back into the bar she was once laying on. Glancing up at the ice man in front of her, she noticed no signs of emotion upon his face. "It's not every day a man hardly glances at a woman with her legs spread wide open," Kazura spoke for her show off sister.
- _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- Back to Sound -_-_-_-_-_-_-_-
Hanging low above the ground dangled a small trinket tangled around a twig. Dew collected around the metallic pendant and descended to the earth, picking up speed. Embracing the drop of water as brethren, the forest floor drowns in a makeshift sea with a lurking predator.
"I smell you Sasuke-kun," Karin lilted. "Come out. Come out. Wherever you are!"
The lovesick girl giggled with extreme joy taking no notice of her surroundings. She easily dismissed the water as a flood from the northern sea. The girl followed her nose only a few meters more until stopping where the scent seemed the strongest. Only until a ripple expanded out from below her foot hold on a branch did the woman regret her voyage. Kisame emerged gracefully from the water sporting the well known cloak and a flashy sharp smile.
"Karin," he stated with a nod. Her eyes seemed to widen in fear. The match was over before it started, for how can a tracker beat muscle? "Would you like to give up now, or should I kill you in a fight?" Karin fingered for a kunai and tightened her grasp around the handle.
"I'm not going anywhere." She readied herself for an attack.
"You wanna know something great about chakra?" the fish man chuckled.
"Idiot. I know everything about Chakra," she haughtily replied. Her tough act didn't even phase Kisame's smiling face.
"Oh. Then I guess you know that it flows without disturbing the surroundings.
Yeah… you can pretty much hate me now… it's chill if you do. I've pretty much given up on this story. I love it to death, but there are so many aspects that I overlooked and rushed as a young writer. I may still continue it, but it won't be updated regularly. Sorry guys. I know where I want to take it. And I also know I want a book two for it, it's just, I have about… seven/eight more chapters before the end. :/ and I'm already being torn in five different directions. But other than that, I'm sorry to disappoint, but I promise I will finish this one day or another.
Types of dancers
Flamenco Naruto's dress = /tienda/producto/traje-de-manton-%28negro-y-rojo%29/4380/
Itachi's outfit, just look up male flamenco dancer.
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Belly Dancer- Sandra bellydancer