in for the kill
note1: blah I'm so tired. And sunburnt. Stupid golf.
note2:So I was asked about Sasori, and here is my answer: Sasori looks pretty much like his puppet body did, plus a few years. That's how Pein's voodoo magic works, plus he's attractive already. So yeah. Imagine him looking eighteen or so?
arc one: dawning
chapter: child
She's running and running and running. Flitting between trees she is a pink blur, a flash of color in the dim forest. Her lungs burn, muscles tremble and her heart is almost beating out of her chest. She gasps for breath, sucking in the fog that has settled in the trees.
'Hide!' her inner shouts. 'Hide! Hide! HIDE!'
She complies, dropping to the forest floor. Rolling into a bush, she tries to slow her frantically beating heart. Genjutsu won't help her here, not with Itachi on the loose. This would have been so much easier if he wasn't around. But he is, so she will deal, because dealing is something Sakura does very, very well.
She can't get caught. She just can't. Everything depends on this, these few remaining moments she has to secure her victory. Failure is not an option, not now, not when she is so close to winning it all.
Inhale. (She can do this.)
Exhale. (She is a kunoichi, one of the best.)
Inhale. (She's been trained for this.)
Exhale. (Dammit all to hell, she refuses to lose!)
Breathing slows, a steady rhythm now. She draws her chakra in, hides it so well she doubts even that red haired bitch Hebrought around could even find her. (She still doesn't like to say his name. Too many memories, too much pain.) Her heart slows, the beats so few and far between she could almost pass for dead. Being a medic-nin was helpful at times, she mused.
Jade eyes shift from left to right, almost invisible in the heavy fog and foliage. Her body's relaxed, almost boneless, and she is invisible. She starts to relax when a hand falls onto her shoulder. She spins, glaring daggers and ready to rip off the head of whoever found her. Green eyes meet gold, and Sakura snarls.
"Dammit Zetsu! I almost won!" (And she almost had, dammit!)
"Mmm. Tag," he grins back, razorblade teeth glinting, "You're it, Sakura."
The way he says her name, a raspy pur, causes her eyes to flutter closed and sends shivers up her spine. She blinks them open, ready to beat him to a pulp (or jump him, she's not sure yet), but he has already sunk back into the earth, the goosebumps on her skin the only reminder he was even there at all.
She seethes, knowing she has already lost. Stomping her foot and leaving a sizable crater, she begins to march back to base, arms crossed, mentally preparing herself for whatever task she will be assigned (probably the dishes. Apparently S-Class criminals are terrible at doing the dishes). She's not talking to Zetsu for a week for this. She doesn't care if its childish, or if it was only hide-and-seek tag. Sakura hates losing (and the way that he said her name just wasn't fair. She shivers again at just the memory of it. It makes her want things, bad things, things that should not be done with S-Class criminals). She groans and wonders, not for the first time, what the hell had she gotten herself into.
note3: I like hide-and-seek tag. It is a childish, yet immensely fun game to play. Especially in dorms with wrestling camp boys. :) Also, Kisame next? He needs love. So does Deidara. Hmm...
note4: Hrm music for the chapter? IDK. I listened to Kids - MGMT and Running Up That Hill- Placebo, but those really doesn't relate. At all. WTF.