Chapter 6

A/N This Chapter contains Hidan language! Beware! Oh and I skipped school today and didn't really do much in Grammar class lately so my apologies for any problems. If worse comes to worst I'll upload it and fix the mistakes, kay? Anyway, again HIDAN LANGUAGE! Enjoy!

Sakura stood before the lovely mahogany door and stared at the symbol in the middle. A puppet. She hesitantly opened the door and stepped in. Had she not been holding her breath before she would have been now. It was absolutely astounding. A king sized bed was in the middle with deep red covers. But the pillows were an emerald color very similar to her eyes. In the right corner of the room a wooden desk lay messy with puppet parts scattered on and around it. On the opposite wall was a door that was slightly ajar. She heard water rushing on the other side and suspected he was there. The pinkette finally subconsciously chose to breathe again.

With a step to the left she sat on a dark black couch. She began to admire the dark red coloring of the wall. Her bare feet swayed softly and brushed gently on the black carpet under her. She slowly closed her eyes and listened to the hypnotic sound of the water. Her pink hair fell right above her shoulders and she lifted her hand to play with a lock of it. It was a sign of pure serenity within her. Which was quite different seeing as how she was with what used to be the enemy.

When Sakura snapped out of her trance the water had stopped. But Sasori had not come out at all yet. She barely heard anything from the bathroom. So instead Sakura and Inner Sakura began to talk. Not argue, but actually talk like normal people. They both agreed that it was for the best she went to the Akatsuki, even if it was for different reasons.

Yeah, that redhead is damn hot. I like this idea of joining the Akatsuki.

"We didn't join because of Sasori. We joined because it's better than our life at Konoha.'

Better than YOUR life at Konoha. I had fun beating the watching you beat the crud out of Naruto… And wait, Sasori you say? His name is even sexy!

"His name is not sexy…" Sakura mumbled and looked up only to blush and realize Sasori had exited the bathroom now. Her face turned a cherry red when she observed his bare puppet chest. Even if he was a puppet it was slightly embarrassing to see a man with his shirt off. Lucky for Sakura he had sweatpants on.

"Close your mouth, Sakura." He turned away from her as she just stared at his bare back. Inner Sakura had disappeared to take a nap Sakura's mind. How? She wasn't sure anymore.

"Sorry Sasori-san," she was slightly confused as to why she gave him an honorific, but she felt as though she should've. Although, 'san' didn't roll off the tongue like she wanted.

He snapped his head around, very annoyed. "Just Sasori, got it Sa-ku-ra?"

She laughed at how his emotions, when he showed them, were just as wild as her own. She would have laughed more at his perplexed look but a loud bang came from the room next door along with two men yelling.

The pinky and redhead ran out the door to enter Deidara's room. Inside, Hidan was holding a large scythe to Deidara's neck and a clay spider was crawling up the scythe. It inched closer and closer to the religious man.

"I swear to Jashin I'll cut your fucking neck off! Pull back you're the damn spider bullshit now!"

"Not until you apologize! Oh, hey Danna and Pinky, un" Deidara smiled at the two who had entered the room.

"Hey Sasori, Bitch. The dike here won't take HER damn clay off me. A little help?" Hidan pressed his scythe closer to Deidara's neck. The slight pressure was enough to cut Deidara just a bit and he felt his own blood trickle.

"KAT-"But the loudmouthed blonde was stopped as the other two pulled the fighters away. Sasori placed his hand over Deidara's mouth and yanked him back by his ponytail. His scream was muffled by the hand.

Sakura on the other hand was a bit gentler. She pulled the cursing man's arm away and pushed him back. "What are you fighting about?"

"He said my clay wasn't art so I called his god fake, un." Deidara smirked. Hidan on the other hand was being held back by Sakura. Sasori let go of Deidara with a huff.

"That's it?" Sakura was momentarily confused. She let go of Hidan but regretted it as the religious man charged and the clay artist.

"Yeah, we should let them fight it out." But Sakura ignored him and within a blink she had Hidan pinned on the ground under her. Chakra flowed to her hands that were gripping his wrists and forcing them to lie next to his head. The man began to fight back and kick his legs. Instead of growling as she wished, Sakura took two chakra filled fingers and pressed a pressure point. The man under her went limp.

"Awww Pinky. Did you do that to defend my art, un?' the blonde hugged Sakura and she pushed him away laughing.

"I did it to stop the fighting." She smiled and noticed that the big blue fish was in the room now. She could not remember his name though.

"Guys, Itachi is on his way, but Konan and Pein will not be joining us at this hideout. They will be going on a secret mission for the next few months or so."

"Thank you, Kisame. Where exactly is Itachi now? "But the puppet man's question was answered when a soft 'hn' passed by the room with an emotionless Itachi entering his room.

Sakura was not paying attention to this as she healed the tiny cut on Deidara's neck. It vanished quickly and Deidara thanked her with a barely noticed wink.

Kisame picked up Hidan and took the man to his room. Sakura went to her shared room and wondered if she'd ever get privacy.

Now why would you want time away from THAT!

Sakura let a hiss escape her mouth in reply. The blossom turned to Sasori who entered the room with a scroll.

"You, Deidara, and I have a mission the day after tomorrow."

"Okay… Um… Where will I be sleeping?"

"In the bed obviously…"

"With you?" When Sasori nodded all Sakura heard afterward was Inner Sakura's cheering. And everything was silent, and everything went black. She fainted.