Chapter 8

The pinkette felt the heat rushing to her face as she turned red. Sasori's face was only inches away from hers and his tree scent was only enhanced while out in the forest. Sakura blushed a deeper red as he lowered his lips to her ear. His breath was warm and tickled slightly as he whispered into her ear softly.

"I win." He smirked and flipped her and pinned her arms to her back uncomfortably. She let loose a growl and took his hand to stand up. The girl walked over to the damaged Deidara who was laughing at them and began to heal him. When the blond wouldn't stop laughing she sharpened the chakra, making him scream for mercy.

After Sakura finished healing everyone she turned to find the puppet that she hit so hard it went flying into the forest. The pinkette smiled as she was surrounded by broken trees and followed the destruction to Sasori's "Art". She picked it up and walked back to the hideout. She entered and threw the puppet into Sasori's room.

Sakura began to hear arguing from the room all the way at the end of the hall. This door was unmarked and so she assumed that it wasn't a bedroom. Upon entering she saw that all the Akatsuki men were fighting in the kitchen. Deidara and Hidan were in the same position as last time but the others were more composed, if you ignore the fact that they were yelling.

Sakura walked to Sasori and tapped his shoulder gently. He stopped yelling at Kisame and looked at her. He smirked before speaking, his voice irritated. "Nobody here knows how to cook. Usually Konan cooks for us but she is on the mission now." Sakura nodded and walked to fridge. Thirty minutes later she slammed her green fist into a pan and earned the attention of annoyed Akatsuki. But their expressions changed when they saw a table set with food.

The men ran to the table as Sakura finished setting the table. She smiled and sat down to eat as well. The pinkette noticed the thankful smirks and Deidara's wink.

"I didn't know you cooked, Bitch." Hidan's mouth was full of food and it made Sakura grin.

"Well, asshole, you've never really asked."

Good job! Now get ready to run if he tries to kill you!

"Look Hidan. You're harming her innocence, un." Deidara smiled.

They spoke through the meal and Sakura began to feel closer to the Akatsuki. She learned what made them angry, what made them scream for joy, and what made some even dramatic. Before the little blossom knew what could happen dinner was over and everyone was crawling to their rooms. Many of them thanked her for the food and she nodded politely.

Once inside her own room she laid her head down on one of the green pillows. She laughed softly at the irony of its color. Before she could do any serious thinking, Inner Sakura appeared from the depths of her mind.

You cooked for a bunch of men?

'Yes I did, why?'

Did you tell them you've never cooked before in your life?

'Of course I didn't! But apparently I cook well…'

Hn… Did you know that you have a deep fear of eels?

'Were you in my secrets again?!'

Mayyybbeee…

"YOU LITTLE-"Sakura turned to slam her fist into the headboard and release her anger. But she stopped as her fist was brushing Sasori's nose. The puppet master was smirking and holding a black object out to her. Her eyes widened as she took the cloak and studied it. The red clouds that had once scared her now danced happily in her vision. Her smile reminded Sasori of a little child when you give them candy.

Her hands were quick as she grabbed it and threw it on. The sleeves were long enough to hide her hands but when she lifted her arms it allowed perfect movement. The pinky danced across the room, flipping and twirling. She was 'testing' its movement. Sasori roared with laughter and Sakura blushed softly. She looked down and giggled a bit.

"Thank you Sasori-sa-"she stopped herself quickly. The redhead pretended to ignore her mistake and looked at her with big brown eyes. He nodded and disappeared into the bathroom. Sakura just smiled softly after him. She plopped down onto the bed and began to think.

Colors were flashing before her eyes, memories were creeping upon her mind, and doubts were screaming into her ears. It slowly began to dawn her that she did miss Konoha, but she also knew she felt happier here. She laughed emptily when she realized that she wasn't even sure why she was happier.

Sasori exited the bathroom, with a shirt on this time. Sadly for Sakura, Inner wouldn't let that go innocently. She complained as Sasori sat on the bed near Sakura. He turned toward the girl and looked at her emotionlessly. The pinkette saw movement flash in his brown eyes, yet she couldn't pin point what it was. Sasori on the other hand frowned deeply. He rolled over with a sigh and pick up a kunai.

Sakura screeched as the puppet man threw it past her head. She heard a slight growl and whine come from behind her. She turned to see Deidara leaning against a wall and laughing. His hair tie was cut off and his soft blond hair was now loose. Then Sakura realized the puppet master's precision. It frightened her, yet comforted her all at the same time.

"What do you want, Deidara?" Sasori was now bored, as if hoping to take off the clay user's head instead of hair tie.

"I wanted to give Pinky a hug goodnight, un." He smirked and pulled Sakura off the bed. He hugged her close and kissed her cheek. A growl erupted from Sasori's throat. Deidara winked at the pinkette and laughed. "Goodnight Pinky."

"Sleep well, Dei." She grinned at him before crawling into bed. The troublesome blond left to his own room with a huge grin. Sakura slowly began to drift off into a cold and distant sleep.

"You're shivering, Sakura." Sasori was looking at her curiously. His head was tilted to the side and Sakura silently thought she found him quite attractive like that. She shook the thought out of her head assuming that it was the sleep was talking or Inner Sakura just getting to her.

"Oh… I'm sorry, Sasori-kun." She smiled in her half asleep state. Sasori's shocked face was hilarious. But her eyes were already shut and she was drifting into sleep.

"It's okay, Sakura-chan…" He smiled softly drifting into his own sleep. The puppet slowly kissed the blossom's forehead before drifting away into a dream of pink and green.

A/N so what do you think? I thought maybe it's about time I stop torturing you and give you a little Sasosaku. No there will not be any Deisaku, but I wanted to put that and incorporate some jealous Sasori time. OH BIG NEWS! MY GAASAKU IS CALLED Innocence, Sand, and Pink. I would LOVE if you checked it out for me and gave me feedback. I love you guys! Goodbye!

Sincerely,

ME!