You're beautiful
3 Pt. 2
"Naruto Uzumaki?" The name was different and kind of foreign on her lips, but it wasn't bad…in fact it sounded nice the more she thought about it.
"Yeah. He paid with credit." He had a weird glint in his eyes. "I'll even give you the address and phone number…if you do me a favor, un."
That glint in his eye was making her feel uneasy, but he wouldn't ask for anything outrageous…right?
"What is it?" She had to get the question out before she agreed to do anything; not that she didn't trust Deidara, it just that she…didn't trust him.
"Say yes and I'll tell you, un." The long haired blond sat back in his seat, folding his arms behind his back. That blue ring of his was gleaming just like his eyes. Sakura couldn't say no.
"Fine, just tell me." She really wasn't sure. How bad could it be?
"Model for us." Before she could say anything, he continued. "You're interesting and it would be wrong of me to let you go without capturing you, un." He had a small smirk on his lips. His whole demeanor screamed devious.
She should have said no.
"Wait you said 'us'! What do you mean by 'us'?"
"Sasori no danna wouldn't pass up such an opportunity. I mean it's not every day we see someone like you with such exotic features, un." He smiled as pinkette blushed at the compliment.
"When do we start?" She didn't know how to go about this.
"I'll call you in." Deidara's long legs carried him to Sakura. His hands found their way to her shoulders. "How does that sound?"
The first thing that went through Sakura's mind was 'he was touching her', then 'how does he have her number'? She doesn't remember telling him when they talking about art, so how does he know?
The pinkette was pulled from her thought to hear some noise. It sounded familiar, so familiar that her hand unconsciously went to her pocket where her phone was.
"Deidara is a thief." That comment had earned her a laugh.
"Not a thief, but a simple harmless pickpocket, un." The lopsided grin that Sakura noticed was getting bigger by the second.
"Okay, well I'll see you…" She didn't know what to say. What could she say?
"Soon, very soon." There was that smirk again!
"Right." Sakura walked to the room where Sasori and Ino were in.
Should she knock? I wasn't like she was interrupting something. She did say that she was only going to the bathroom. This was all too much to think about. She'll just open the door and…
She could feel the vibrating in her pocket followed by a small bing noise. Swiftly she grabbed the red cellular device and flipped it opened. There were no missed calls, but there was an unread message in her inbox.
Message from:
Sharingan
We need 2 talk
May 28 4:09pm
Well isn't that nice. He wanted to talk. Sakura quickly pushed the reply button.
Message 143
I kno
She didn't wait for a reply instead she stuffed the phone in her pocket and opened the door. Sasori and Ino were still sitting just as they were when Sakura left. There was something different, though. Sasori was a little more…aggravated was the right word.
His dark hazel eyes were emotionless and looked slightly red, but Sakura would blame that on the lighting in the room. His hand was on his face giving an air of impatient around him. His ringed hand was curled on the desk. He sat at as if he was holding something back.
Over all he looked pissed.
Maybe Ino annoyed him. The blond could be too outgoing and loud from time to time.
The pinkette looked at Ino. The girl's back was to her, but the pinkette could tell that she too was aggravated by the tension in her shoulders.
What went down while she was gone? Surely it couldn't be anything major.
"Everything alright?" Her quiet voice sounded too loud in the room. It made her worry.
"No, everything is not okay. He thinks beauty should be everlasting."
Beauty…what the hell?
"Well I'm sorry if you believe that everything should die at an early age just so it can still look pretty. Beauty should be preserved." Are they serious having a discussion about this?
"Not true, flowers are beautiful." The blonde's face was red.
"Flowers are pretty not beautiful." He paused as if to think about something. "No, not even that. Flowers are not pretty. Today's media brainwashed you on what true beauty is. Things that last forever have the right to be called beautiful. The pyramids, literature, diamonds, stones, photographs, metals and more have the right to be called beautiful. Your flowers, clothes, fashion and whatever junk you call beautiful are not."
"Guys?"
"Fashion changes every few seconds and your flowers are a seasonal things. They are not meant to last."
"Guys!" She had to raise he voice a few octaves to get their attention. Was this art and beauty shit contagious?
"Yes, Sakura?" Ino had to make her look like the crazy one. Making her scream to get their attention once they quiet down. The blond stared at her like she grew a second head.
Damn her!
"I found what I was looking for." Her green eyes looked at hazel ones. "Thank you for your time."
The red head's annoyed temper was instantly gone. "Any time, Sakura." He gave her a forced smile. He was probably still annoyed with the blond.
"You ready to go?" Sakura was hoping she would just say yes already.
"More than ever." The blonde got up and walked to door with the pinkette a few steps behind her.
"Good luck." Sakura glanced behind her to see who spoke. It was the long haired blonde from before. He was looking at her with his sly eyes and smirk.
"I know. I'll need it." She finished for him with a smile.
Maybe this wasn't so bad. She met two new people and hopefully she'll meet the third one tonight.
"Hey pig, you have to drop me off somewhere." She called to Ino as she hopped in the car, closing the door shut before meeting baby blue eyes.
"Where?"
"115th in Mist Street."
Sakura absently wonder why Sasuke would hang out on the bad side of Konoha. He had more than enough money to buy a house or condo up north, the pinkette thought clutching her purse tightly. She felt her knuckles turn white as she walked down the street.
He had left a message on her phone tell saying 'we need to talk'
She passed up a few cars and headed straight towards the driveway. Even if the house was on a bad part of Konoha, the house was nice. It stood three stories high and had two garages which Sakura guess held four of Sasuke's ten car collection.
The pinkette walked up to the door and knocked lightly.
"What?" It was one of those long drawn out 'what' the ones that sound like a whine.
"Is Sasuke here?" Sakura said politely knowing it would be wasted on this person.
"Oh, its pink haired freak, you want to know where Sasuke is." Freak! How dare he make fun of her hair when his was fucking white!
"Yes, I just said that. Do you know where Sasuke is?" She didn't have time for Suigetsu's games. The trouble maker answered the door in his horrid get-up of purple and white.
He didn't answer her immediately instead he walked away leaving the door opened for her to enter. He sat down on the couch in the fairly big living room; his infamous drink in hand.
"Suigetsu." This was one of the many reasons why the pinkette did not go over to Sasuke's place. Most of the time Suigetsu was there and Suigetsu liked to play with people…especially short tempered people. The fairy didn't know how the raven did it.
"Yes?" He took a long noisy sip before offered her one of his creepy smiles. The two rows of his teeth were uncharacteristically sharp reminding Sakura of a shark a bit.
A Great White Shark, maybe. The pinkette thought absently taking note of the white platinum blond hair. "Answer the question." She could tell her patients were thinning.
"So hostile." He smirked and took another long sip again just to aggravate her some more.
"Listen you great white I–"
Light purple eyes gleamed with mischief while staring into jade ones. "Temper, temper Sakura-chan." He wagged his finger in front of her face. "You can't throw a tantrum just because your boyfriend is fucking another girl."
"Excuse me?!"
"That's right pretty pink princess," He took a sip from that God forsaken drink. What the hell was he drinking anyway? "Your boyfriend has been fucking other girls for a while now."
Sakura knew her boyfriend…scratch that, ex-boyfriend was doing something behind her back. She knew that he was doing things she would not approve of, but she found she couldn't care less. It was never met to be and she knew it. Sasuke was bastard at times…an emotionless bastard, yet she was still foolish enough to continue to go out with a guy like that.
"You know for a honors KMU student you can be dumb." He looked at her.
The devil's dove always brings the worst out of her; it pissed Sakura off to know that he took pleasure in this…the bastard.
"Fuck you, whitey."
"You first pinky." He smirked looking at the emerald eye girl. He'll caved only because he had to leave for work soon.
"You know w–"
"Yeah, yeah I know." The platinum blond stood up. He was at least a head taller than her. He walked passed her into a different room. He didn't leave the forsaken drink on the coffee table.
She waited for few minute before Suigetsu came back wearing shoes and a massager bag. A leather jacket was in his hands. "He's most likely at his bitch's house." He started to put the jacket on. "A girl name Karin. I don't know where she lives, but it's not hard to find her."
He paused at the door. Sakura took a minute to see what he was waiting on and then it dawned on her.
"That right pretty pink princess, you have to walk and talk." Sakura ignored the insult following him to the door with her purse in hand. The cool breeze greeted them when they stepped out the door. "Who drove you here?" He pulled out some keys locking the door behind them.
"Ino." The KMU student saw the purple eyed man's shoulder tense at the name. It seems Ino gives that kind of impression.
"Where are you heading?" Without missing a beat Sakura recited the address Deidara gave her; 67th in Rasengan.
"Okay, hop in." The pinkette did as she was told. The car had to be Suigetsu. She never remembered Sasuke having a Mercedes CLK. It was a midnight purple with silver flames on it. No one would mistake this car to be feminine…
"Seatbelt." She looked at the man beside her. He was checking the mirrors and such. After making sure all was in order, he pulled off.
This ride wouldn't be too bad. Sakura thought was shattered when the devil's dove shot out onto the streets like a bat out of hell. He drives worse than Ino. He was swerving in and out of traffic. He passed through three red lights already. Sakura was wondering how was she still alive.
"Now back to what I was saying." The pinkette looked out the window. She caught a glimpse of the sign. It said the limit was 55 mph. She knew he wasn't going 55, but she wanted to check. Good lord, the man was going 87! How was she alive?! "You know that club he always goes to?"
He shark had the nerve to take his eyes off the road. She gave a quick nodded hoping those eyes would go back to the trail in front of them.
"He's probably going to take the red-head bitch there tonight so…" He didn't finish his sentence when the car came to a screeching halt. "Enjoy you day, Ms. Haruno." His said in mocking respect.
" You as well, Mr. Hōzuki." She shakily got out the car and headed up the stairs to an apartment complex. Her paled hand rang the doorbell while the other fished in her pocket for the ring.
Gaara, what could you possibly be missing?" A blond opened the door. Sakura wasn't sure this was Naruto, but please let it be. The man was gorgeous. He had the richest eyes she ever seen, and the best body. She could see the muscular out line through his shirt.
"Excuse me, sir, but I think you dropped your ring." She hoped he'll let her in.
R&R