Note from Author: I just got this image out of nowhere! Frankly, I'm thinking about school right now. So maybe that had a bit to do with it...but, alas, here is another chapter at one in the morning (well, one-thirty) for you all to enjoy!
Rating: T
Clashing Personalities
Thirty
School starts again. For Sakura, class is boring. Without a certain group of the most unlikely friends, things are a bit dull. Sure, she loves her other friends – Naruto's random, Ino's a total gossip, Hinata is as cute as can be with her shy stammering tendencies, Sasuke's the useable emo asshole, and Shikamaru is the same-old lazy genius. And the others are great as well.
But they don't bring the excitement of the Akatsuki.
In front of her, the teacher is droning on about sexual reproduction. It brings back the memory of what her father had been talking about with Hidan and their argument about safe sex. She's glad that the others interrupted what Hidan was about to say. She still goes red when she thinks about it.
So maybe what she's doing right now is normal.
Drawing in her notebook, her chin propped up on one hand.
And on the white page a picture comes to life, doodles filling in space and creating form.
A picture of all the Akatsuki, and her standing in the middle, holding hands with a giant cupcake and splatters of paint in the background. It brings a smile to her face.
For such guys with rough reputations, they rather soft.
You only have to get use to them to see it.