"Stupid puppet lover." Itachi grumbled under his breath as he yanked Sakura though the rest of the kitchen and into the pantry across the hallway.
The rosette remained quiet through all of this, which he found strange considering he knew she had been angered when people took control of her. He swung the door to the pantry open, flung Sakura inside as gently as he could and slammed the door behind them.
"What do you think you were doing with Sasori?" He demanded in an intimidating voice.
She stared at him, her emerald eyes incredulous. She arched an eyebrow, and started shaking her head.
"You Uchiha, what gives you the right to think you can just claim with ever woman you want, what gives you any power over me?" She hissed.
He fell silent, fighting for a retort. She just shook her head once more and turned to see what kind of food she would make for breakfast. Until a long arm shot out in front on her, she turned in time to see Itachi advance on her, effectively trapping her small body against a wall of shelves.
"I do not want to see him touch you." Itachi whispered seductively.
She exhaled in annoyance, much to his displeasure.
"Well that's too bad, because ill touch anyone I want and vice versa. I do not and will not belong to anyone." She was suddenly very angry at him. "And if you do not remove your arm I do promise that you will not be allowed to touch me for a very long time."
She knew that was the most terrifying threat she could offer him. The Uchiha stared down into her eyes for a moment, before smirking. His large hand came up to cup her face, it was so warm. His calloused fingers felt surprisingly good against her soft skin, the sudden contact made her gasp. He paused, watching her reaction curiously. He slowly leaned forward, pressing his lips against her forehead. She closed her eyes, her anger all but forgotten as she leaned into his sinful lips. They travelled down her face, pausing to kiss each of her eyes, the end of her nose, her chin, cheeks, and finally she felt him press his lips against hers softly.
"I will behave myself. I promise. I do not know what it is you do to us, you little vixen, but I assure you we have never before acted this way in the presence of a lady." He told her, his smooth voice vibrating off of her skin.
She opened her eyes, to see Itachi pull away from her. He grabbed the closest box of cereal he saw, and she nodded in approval. Cooking would be disastrous right now, she had no patience left. That plus the fact she was still reeling inside, had she really just kissed Itachi Uchiha inside of a pantry?! Really, what was the Akatsuki? She shook her head, she had not expected any of this at all that was for sure. She followed the stoic Uchiha out of the pantry and back into the kitchen, Sasori was sitting on the counter in the same spot he had put Sakura. When they came back in the room his eyes appraised her hurriedly, she could see him staring at her pink cheeks, and she watched as his beautiful face tensed with annoyance.
"You should learn to control yourself Uchiha." He snapped.
Itachi smirked at him and pushed Sakura forward with his hand against the small of her back.
"It wasn't my fault; this cherry blossom is a hellion." Itachi mused.
Sasori's jaw clenched visibly and Sakura gaped at Itachi.
"God damn Uchiha, god damn men." She muttered.
Both men stared at her as she started huffing and puffing under her breath, clearly annoyed that they wouldn't stop fighting over her.
Sasori sighed, and offered her a smile. Her heart stuttered he really was so beautiful it made her lose her breath. Why was she so emotional lately? What exactly had changed in her heart since she arrived here?
"Shall we?" Sasori held his hand out to her.
"Where do you think you're taking her?" Itachi demanded.
Sasori shot him a glare and brought Sakura into his chest with both hands.
"I'm showing blossom around. You already escorted her to her room and were able to get better acquainted yesterday; I believe it to be someone else's turn?" Sasori snapped.
Itachi growled as Sasori teleported them to the eastern side of the lair.
"Man, does he ever have it in for you blossom. Oh well, a bit of healthy competition won't hurt." Sasori mused.
Sakura blinked furiously, this hallway was dimly lit, more torches and darkened tunnels here. Sasori still held her against his chest. He was staring down at her petite form, trying to catch her eyes. She finally allowed herself to look back up at him, and again his beauty astonished her.
"You are so beautiful." He whispered, stealing her thoughts and delivering them back to her.
She shook her head in feigned annoyance, and his finger caught her chin. For the second time that day she was taken by surprise. Sasori pressed his perfect lips against hers passionately, his hands holding her body against his possessively.
You slut. Inner laughed
SHIT! I didn't expect this at all...
"Sasori..." She mumbled around his lips.
He pulled away and smiled down at her happily.
"I told Itachi the same thing; I do not belong to anyone. I do not wish to belong to anyone... "She trailed off, inside she felt guilty. Had she just imagined Itachi's lips as Sasori kissed her?
"Physical affection isn't a bad thing blossom. On the contrary, it's good for you. But if you do not wish to be kissed just tell me, I can behave myself, even around woman as breath taking as yourself." He knew how to sweet talk.
She looked away from him, and he frowned. Her eyes seemed to be somewhere else; he didn't like the look in them.
"Is something bothering you blossom?" He asked quietly.
"I don't want you to fight with Itachi." She whispered.
Sasori blinked, and stared down at the tiny rosette in front of him. Her voice was pained, her expression weary, guilt was written clearly in her eyes.
"Ahh, you have feelings for the Uchiha, don't you." He whispered, saddened by the thought.
She bit her lip and stared at the floor. Until she felt a gentle hand guide her face back up.
"Little cherry blossom, if that is what you desire than I will cease my actions. I think you are truly beautiful, an amazingly skilled kunoichi. But I will respect your choices as a grown woman. I can be as close as you want me to." He promised her.
She stared into his eyes carefully, and when she saw no deception she smiled back - a tiny smile but still- at him. She threw her arms around his mid-section and thanked him.
"You bunch of crazy criminals; I don't know how you get me so ... human. I'm not used to all these emotions." Sakura sighed.
"Like I said blossom, none of us have ever had the privilege to take care of a lady. It's exciting." He explained nonchalantly.
She just smirked; he smiled and once again grabbed her petite hand, pulling her along as they continued their tour. The rest of her afternoon consisted of Sasori showing her the various wings of the lair, where she could find the training grounds (there were many) weaponry rooms, libraries ... He even showed her where Zetsu had planted a massive garden, all kinds of beautiful flowers grew inside of it. Sasori had picked a white rose for her, and placed it in her hair. Making their way back, they were met by Itachi. Both had started bickering immediately, which gave Sakura a pounding headache. Each man held on of her hands in theirs, she felt so much like a child she just wanted to punch both of them clear through every wall in the place.
"Itachi, Sakura, Sasori." A dark voice called.
They immediately went silent, and Sasori teleported them to their leaders room. This time, Sakura copied the other Nin as they bowed respectfully to their leader.
"I have decided to send all 3 of you on a mission. Since this is Sakura's first mission for the Akatsuki I felt as though 2 members should accompany her. You will travel to the rice country, apparently there is a gang running wild, wreaking havoc on innocent people and jeopardizing our own establishments we keep there. I expect entire assassination of this group and anyone pertaining to it. Understood?"
OH GREAT, stuck on a mission with the both of them, how is this going to solve anything?
C'mon, alone time with both? Be happy Sakura.
Shut up. Is that all you think about. At least Sasori backed down...
No my dear, it's all you think about. And I disagree, puppet boys damn sexy...
"Hai." Itachi and Sasori answered simultaneously. Sakura nodded quickly.
"You are dismissed." The deep voice answered.
Sakura looked back up, only to see Itachi glaring at Sasori, and Sasori glaring daggers right back. And she sat in the middle of it, completely confused as to how this all began in the first place.
Hmm... We could take off for a bit? Go check on Hinata-chan?
That's a good Idea; I'm glad Tsunade let her in on what was happening.
Yes well breaking Hinata-chans heart while she is pregnant would be detrimental to the baby's health, Tsunade is not stupid.
I also want to speak with Tsunade concerning the Uchiha massacre.
Why? Are we planning something Sakura?
It's too soon to tell, sit tight and if I need your help I'll let you know.
Sure forehead.
Shut up... Kami you're annoying.
She glanced at her two rivaling team mates once more, and was suddenly reminded of the way Naruto and Sasuke used to fight. Though it was never over her, she still felt a wave of nostalgia wash over her. She had to fight back the tears that threatened her eyes She reached a hand out to either man beside her and whispered a very small "let's go" before letting her own transportation jutsu consume the 3 members.
"She is a cute little thing. It's doing the men good to have someone they can look out for." Pain said.
"Hmm, I've never seen Sasori smile so much." Konan answered.
"It seems as though our family is almost complete."
"Now all that's left is the sorrow in her heart, if the boys can cure that, she can access her real power." Konan whispered.
Pain chuckled deeply, and Konan smiled at her lover. Yes, their family would be complete sooner than either of them thought