I just wanted to make a very fucking special message to xx-Destinity-xx I thought I was going to die of happyness when I read you review. I know it was one review and I havnt gotten any other ones. But I just almost died.. For like real. Thank you by the way. I will love you forever.. And ever… and ever.. And ever!
I love the fact that your French. I took French since 2nd grade… I know like 8 words. I cant read it, or write it.. But if someone speaks it to me, I can understand, mostly. it's the only reason I passed French 1 with a 74. C: I was so happy. I still am.. Oh I'm in 10th grade, 16. :3
His footsteps were light and quiet, they hardly made a noise. The soft tap tap of his footsteps outside the club echoed slightly. Music was loud inside, pouring out of cracked windows and doors opening full of people leaving. It was around 2 am, he noted, prime club time. A small smile pulled at the corner's of his lips, as he opened the door to the club, it was a door meant for the workers to have a small break. It was covered with bouncers but there was a "problem" in the front of the club where they were all needed.
His distraction worked perfectly. The club was overly warm, with the body's of club goers close to each other. Doing something called dancing, but it never quite looked like it to him. Lights flashing, smoke machines, and the thumping music made the club dark and sweaty. He gracefully walked around the club goers, never touching any of them as he made his way towards the bar, and his obsession.
Stopping dead in his tracks as he saw her. This was the closest he's gotten to her in the past, she was more beautiful then at a distance. Her shoulder length pink hair was tucked behind her ear as she was working with one of the other bartenders. Currently she was pouring a vodka tonic, while glancing at someone with his back facing him. She was smiling brightly at the young man at the bar, sliding the glass to him. He had black hair that was pulled into a small pony tail at the base of his neck. He wore a simple black shirt and black jeans. Shaking his head to prevent from shooting the man sitting in front of the pink haired female he started making his way towards her again.
At sat next to the man glancing at him out of the corner of his eye while letting his red hair cover his brown eyes slightly. Sakura, seeing a new customer sitting there, walked towards him with a breath taking smile of her face, he looked up at her and into her green eyes.
"hello. How may I help you today?" she asked smiling again, showing her perfectly straight teeth that were just slightly off color.
"I'd like a glass of just straight vodka." the red-head said, looking up at her more fully, smiling a small smile. She nodded her head making her pink hair sway slightly. Tsunade stood close by, working as a waitress, saw the red-head watching sakura intensely, almost hungry like. Thinking it was someone out to get 'her boss' she headed towards her. "sakura. Your shift is over. I'll take over." she said, brushing a lock of blonde hair out of her eyes. Your shift is over, was a code for them, letting the other know they believed someone of danger was close by. Sakura understanding the implied message smiled a thank you to the older blonde and handed him his drink.
"hey! Wait." he said standing up, grabbing sakura by her wrist making her glance up quickly before ripping her arm out of his grip. "can I help you?" she asked, politely, standing far enough out of his grip but close enough to keep her cover.
"I'm sorry. I wanted to tell you my name.. its Sasori.. It's nice to meet you sakura.." Sasori said smiling softly again. This wasn't going to his plan, so he'd just wing it from here. She nodded slightly. "well okay. See you then." she said turning away and walking away. He promptly smacked himself in the face. Tsunade giggled slightly at seeing his defeated face, sakura was to alone, maybe she'll play cupid for them.
"come back here tomorrow. And the day after. And everyday we're open till she starts to talk to you back." she said he shot her a confused glance but nodded anyway.
Sakura walked into the office where the decoy boss sat. she had pink hair also but it was fake, she wore green contacts. She only took the job because it paid super nicely.
"Ama. Imma hide in here for a second, kay?" sakura asked, Ama nodded and went back to looking at the fake important papers and a fake computer full of nothing but games.
"hiding from that red-haired boy? Are you Ms. Sakura?" Ama asked, not glancing up from her game of checkers, which she was winning. Sakura did a very un lady like snort. "you like playing boss don't you. Ama?" sakura commented, narrowing her eyes at the pretend boss.
"oh Ms. Sakura. Of course. I get paid, $20 an hour to pretend to be you, and do nothing but play games. I do get bored. Of course I watch you on the floor." she sneered back, this women besides Tsunade, sakura 'lets' be mean to her. So she just smiled bitterly.
"oh shut the fuck up." the real sakura said. Ama grinned back at her.
"with pleasure Ms. Sakura." sakura turned and looked out of the bullet proof floor to ceiling windows and saw the red-head leaving the club. She sighed in relief.
The red-haired young man named Sasori stood leaning against his red car, under the dark of night with a hood pulled up over his head. He waited for sakura to drive past him, like she did every night, he heard her purple mustang before he saw it, the headlights flashed over him as she turned into the street that would take her to her house. She saw that car there every night for the past 2 years. But this was the first time she saw the owner of the car. To put it simply she was mildly surprised.
Shrugging she continued to drive to her town home where she pasted other driveways filled with cars, with their owners sleeping inside. Pulling into her driveway quickly and effortlessly she opened the door, closed and locked it, already half way to the door of her house. Sasori's brown eyes followed her, he was always surprised at how effortlessly and graceful her steps were, so powerful. He watched the way she unlocked the door so fast it was as almost as if it wasn't locked at all. He ducked behind the bushes when she glanced behind her to where he was just standing a moment ago before she closed the door.
He placed a hand on his chest was over his heart would be, it was beating quickly from almost getting caught, it was refreshing for him. Glancing at the sky it was already bright from pre-dawn light and seeing the beautiful pinks, oranges, and red's it painted made him smile slightly, he noticed, he was doing a lot of.
A small slap to his face to keep himself from getting to distracted he realized he almost completely missed her getting ready for bed routine. The music coming out of the cracked window was another song she liked quite a bit, called 'let go' by red.
Her music tastes were all over the place, many different artist's and genres.
Hard rock and some pop, to metal, maybe even a country song or two. The music stopped and he saw her fall face first into her bed, more tired then normal. Taking long steps towards his car he put his hands into his hoodie pocket and smiled a sick smile to himself. He'd go to his home, sleep and then break into her home tomorrow. Not having done it in the past 2 years he decided it was time to do it. Because he caught the little message sent between the big busted blonde and his cherry blossom, he'll find out what it meant. Petting the dashboard of his shinny Camaro he sped away from her little neighborhood, planning what he'll have to do to make her his.
Sakura pulled herself very slowly out of her overly warm bed. She groaned very loudly to herself as she forced herself out of bed. After she was completely out of bed, standing in the middle of her cold room she glanced around and focused on the calendar and flinched when she saw the day. It was Friday, her mothers birthday.
She picked up the phone and quickly dialed her old lady's number. Her old lady happened to be Tsunade, but that's not the point. Shaking her head to clear her thoughts she held the phone to her ear and listened to the ringing on the other end. A muffled voice sounded on the other end, a yawn was heard before the blonde was awake enough to talk.
"hello.. How may I help you…?" Tsunade asked tiredly.
"Tsunade." one word. Many meanings. One thing: wake the fuck up.
Tsunade gulped loudly before responding, knowing who it was in an instant.
"yes. Sakura-sa… sakura. Yes?" she asked remembering the phones could be so easily bugged. Find out sakura is the one in charge, and kill her. She doesn't have anyone to pass this down to, well, not yet anyway. The blonde gulped again when she was met with silence, she knew sakura would never love anyone the way her father loved her mother. Their death had turned her to stone, and she could not break.
"today is my mothers birthday. I want you to hold anything that needs to be taken care of. don't fuck up this time." her voice that professional way, cold, strong. The kind of voice that says 'you will not fuck with me. You will do as I say.' Tsunade flinched slightly. "yes ma'am." she said. Quiet. Unsure. Slightly scared. Sakura was a force to be scared of.
Sakura hung up, no goodbye, but she was use to it, Tsunade was. Sighing she sat up from where she drunkenly passed out the night before. After what happened to Ino, it made everyone more scared, so she drank, drank herself into that black darkness of sleep that always welcomed her, and never wanted to let go.
Noticing she was in the bathroom, her cell phone laying next to her where she had let it drop out of her hand earlier. Rubbing her head softly she stood up, grabbing the sink for its support, the room was spinning making her feel like she was about to throw up the last week full of food up and into the porcelain goddess next to the sink.
Gulping down a vile taste that rose in her mouth she quickly rinsed it out with water. After thoroughly washing her mouth out, drying her face and hands she shaked her head, turned on her heel and walked away, she did have a busy day ahead of her after all.
Sakura looked down at her mothers grave where she had placed flowers on it, she traced her fingers over the letters engraved him the stone that sat there. Tall and looming, right next to her was her fathers, she had also placed flowers on his grave.
Her mothers grave had blue violets, which were always her favorite, because she use to say "that they reminded her of sakura's father's eyes" when she was young it use to gross her out, but she smiled slightly now. Her fathers grave had lilies on it, his stone taller then her mothers, Tsunade had taken care of everything. Stepping to the left she touched the letters of her fathers name. Tracing them silently, and lightly a small smile on her face.
She leaned forward and pressed her lips to the top of the stone before leaning back and doing the same for her moms.
"I love you, mom and dad… I miss you so much.." she said softly looking at both of them, as if she was glancing in-between the 2 of them like they were sitting across from her.
"I'll be back soon.. I promise." she said, she quickly turned on her heel and left, before she started crying.
I am so happy at how this turned out. I'm in a good mood. I hope u like this chapter.