15Author's Note: I AM NOT SUPPOSED TO BE DOING THIS. I'M BEING A VERY VERY BAD PERSON. I SHOULD BE OBSESSIVELY TYPING UP A TWILIGHT STORY RIGHT NOW AND I DON'T KNOW WHO MY SCARY OBSESSION WITH DEISAKU FICS CAME FROM. I have finished this story in my head. There is no certainty that I will do so on the computer. It depends mainly on your reviews and everything. I actually plan on finishing my twilight story on word first and then updating chapters. SO YEAH! IF YOU NO LIKE and you want me to change the pairings or something and rewrite then I will (though I will be sad). I an okay with ItaSaku, GaaSaku, and SasoSaku. Any others and my updates will come slower than once a week.
Disclaimer: If I owned Naruto, Sakura and Deidara would have about eighty itty bitty kids with itty bity mouths on their itty bitty hands creating a lot of havoc in this world.
Team 7
Sakura lay sprawled across her bed, mumbling incoherently. Somewhere in her mind she knew she was acting in a way that would make Shikamaru extremely proud. However, she had an amazing reason to not be outside training her butt off. She was waiting for something extremely important. She was also getting extremely tired of waiting-which, now that she thought about it, didn't really make any sense. She was growing extremely irritated.
Extremely. Extremely. Extremely.
Sakura growled and punched her pillow. Darn window, darn bird, darn gorgeous blondie whose letter was about to arrive six days ago. She growled again and stared viciously at her dumb window. And then, just like God had heard her or something-pfft, like that would ever happen-an average looking bird pecked at her window. On closer inspection, one would realize immediately that it was made of clay, but of course, it was so intricately detailed that the one person to realize would be Sakura. Her previous frustrations forgotten, she rushed to pull open her windows. She hesitantly poked the bird's beak, and the bird poofed into dust, leaving in its place a letter. She hastily grabbed it and rolled it open-
Dear Sakura,
I miss you.
Sasori wanted to send you a puppet, but then the bird would be too big. He'll give it to you later, I suppose. I won't be able to see you for awhile, I'm sorry. I hope your team isn't super weak or something; I don't want you to get bored. Oh yeah, speaking of that, Itachi wants to know how Sasuke is doing. Well, he didn't ask, but he OBVIOUSLY wants to know. Anyways, how are you? Anything new and cool going on? How far have you gotten in that jutsu? You better start packing a separate bento for Kisame; he eats half of all the food you send us. Cloud detected our existence, that's why we're gonna be down low for awhile, yet I'm still sending you letters. I get kinda worried sometimes, that people are gonna find out-about us, even if we have that plan. Well, I hope the team orientation thing goes well for you. Oh, and this letter is probably late, like I said we're kinda down low.
Love,
Deidara
P.S. Pein says hi (actually, his words were "offer her my most cordial greetings").
Sakura smiled softly and rolled the letter back up. His wishes for her to get into a good team were still valid, since the orientation would be tomorrow. Or technically today, since it was seven. Which also meant she was gonna be late.
She sighed and danced rather disgracefully into her bathroom. She had the displeasure of rushing through her hot shower and zipped through brushing her teeth. She quickly dried her hair with chakra warmed hands and slipped into her ninja attire-a black Haruno Clan dress with mesh leggings. She strapped on her kunai holster and tied her headband into her hair.
"Alright! THE Sakura Haruno is ready! After all it doesn't matter who I get paired up with, they all suck, except for Sasuke," Sakura said punching her fist into the air.
She vaguely realized she was talking to herself as she jumped out her window and onto the street. As she passed by the Yamanaka flower store, she hoped, she desperately hoped, and ho-
"Oi Forehead!" Called an extremely obnoxious voice.
Sakura sighed; this was an unavoidable part of her day.
"What is it pig?" She replied, exasperated.
"You think I'll let you get to Sasuke-kun first? HE'S MINE! YOU HEAR ME?" She screamed, falling in step with her.
"Yeah, how can I not?" Sakura responded, cringing.
"Argh, you always think you're high and mighty don't you? MAY I REMIND YOU THAT SASUKE-KUN IS MINE!" She screeched yet again.
"Yes, I do think that. My memory isn't that bad. In fact, you tell me he's yours about every damn day. And, that behavior isn't very attractive, if I maybe so bold to say," Sakura silkily said, hoping this would make her go away.
Ino glared, and started walking a little faster. Sakura was soon glaring at her back. The dumb pig really knew how to irk her and in a few minutes, Sakura's pace matched hers. It was only a few moments before they started racing eachother.
"I definitely won, my foot is an inch farther than yours!" Ino scowled.
"Which just means you have freakishly large feet," Sakura retorted back
Ino didn't pay any attention though, because then she saw someone.
Gorgeous black hair. Coal, icy eyes. Strong arms. Who could that possibly be?
"SASUKE-KUN!" She squealed.
Sakura sighed at the deluded girl's immaturity before plopping herself down next to Sasuke, smiling happily when she heard Ino's enraged roar. Sasuke sat emotionlessly, ignoring everything going around him until a boy in an orange jumpsuit kneeled on the table in front of him and glared. Naruto Uzumaki. Of course. He was the guy with a delirious crush on Sakura. Sakura shook her head and stared at the two boys glare at eachother. Suddenly, Naruto pitched forward.
Sakura blinked.
The fangirls blinked.
The boy who accidentally pushed Naruto blinked.
And a rather disastrous fate was stopped when Sakura's gloved hand slipped between the small space between their lips.
Sasuke's lips were touching Sakura's hand. Naruto's lips were touching Sakura's hands. Before the fangirls could freak out and Sakura could gag, Iruka-sensei walked in.
"Sit down everyone, today's a very special day. HEY! Naruto, sit!" He snapped.
"Iruka-sensei, what's so important about today?" Naruto asked, clueless.
Iruka-sensei sighed, "I'll be announcing teams today."
"Oh! Haha..." Naruto laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head.
"Okay, Team One…" Iruka-sensei started.
Soon, everyone was paired up. A very displeased Ino was stuck with Shikamaru and Choji, and a sad Hinata ended up with Kiba and Shino. Sakura sighed, and glanced between Naruto and Sasuke. Somehow, she felt this wouldn't end well.
"You will meet your Jounin leader this afternoon. Naruto, please don't embarrass Sakura and Sasuke too much," Iruka-sensei smiled.
Naruto scowled at Iruka-sensei as every left to go outside for their morning weapon training.
Afternoon came much too fast for Sakura's liking. Her sushi was burned. How the hell do you burn sushi? Sakura was not a good cook.
As she slowly trudged into her new team's designated room Sakura let her mind wander.
"Only one more year… I better get that jutsu ready…I should send a letter back to him soon…
"Uhh…Sakura-chan, you plan on going inside?," Naruto questioned, his voice breaking her from her reverie .
Sakura laughed, "Yeah, sorry."
She slid the door open, revealing Sasuke already sitting on one of the benches. Naruto grumbled something about punctual temes and brushed past her. Sakura sighed and followed him, taking a seat next to Sasuke. They sat in strained silence for about two hour. It was probably the longest Naruto went without talking. Of course, within that time, he'd already set up a prank to punish their soon-to-be sensei; one that was extremely childish and definitely not well-thought out. But, sadly, good things never last.
"WHERE'S THE FREAKING TEACHER?" Naruto yelled.
"Naruto, he's-
"GAWD WHAT TYPE OF JOUNIN IS HE?"
"Naruto-
"HASN'T HE EVER HEARD OF 'EVERY MINUTE COUNTS'?"
"Actually, Naru-
"GEEZ, WHAT A LOSER!"
"Yo," Said a completely different voice.
Plop. That was the blackboard eraser, which landed softly on the masked ninja's gravity-defying grey hair.
In three seconds Naruto was rolling on the floor laughing and Sasuke and Sakura had a mildly incredulous look on their faces. It didn't make sense for a Jounin to fall for that. Sakura never knew her bad luck went that far. She wanted to cry.
"My first impression, hmmm…I hate you," The Jounin said bluntly.
Sakura face palmed, Sasuke stared, and Naruto stopped laughing.
The Jounin smiled, "Meet me on the roof."
With that he disappeared.
Sakura turned to glare at Naruto, "YOU IDIOT! REMEMBER WHAT IRUKA-SENSEI SAID!"
"Dobe…" Sasuke muttered on his way out.
Sakura followed him, still fuming, while Naruto walked a little ways off, dejected.
"So, introduce yourselves, tell a little bit about who you are; your likes, dislikes, dreams…that sorta stuff," The Jounin.
"Why don't you go first?" Naruto said, still a little moody.
"Me? Well, alright. I'm Kakashi Hatake, my likes and dislikes aren't very important, and my dreams for the future? That's not important either. Okay, the blonde kid can go first, and we'll go from there," He said pointing to Naruto, then, Sakura, and then Sasuke.
"I'm Naruto Uzumaki; I like ramen and Sakura-chan. I hate the three minutes I need to wait for ramen to boil and temes, and my dream is to become the hokage...so everyone respects me!," Naruto said grinning.
Hmmm…interesting, Kakashi thought.
Sakura's lips twitched up, no matter how annoying he was; she'd never be able to dislike him.
"I'm Sakura Haruno, I like reading, trying to cook, and training, my dislikes are getting bored, and failing at my dishes, my dream is…well that's not important," Sakura smiled.
Haruno…Where have I heard that?
"Sasuke Uchiha. I don't like many things. I dislike a lot of things. But my ambition is to kill someone who wronged me in the past and to resurrect my clan."
Just as I thought.
Sakura glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. Wow, that was hardcore. And resurrecting a clan would take a lot of babies. However, Sakura really didn't want to think about that.
"Well, it's very nice to meet you Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura. Meet me tomorrow at 6 on training ground 7. There is going to be one final test. If you fail, give up your hopes of ever being a ninja. In fact there's a 66% chance that you'll be sent back to the academy. Also, you probably shouldn't eat breakfast, unless if you wanna throw up. See you!" And on that cheerful note, he disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
"Well, Sakura-chan, you up for ramen?" Naruto asked, grinning.
Sakura shook her head, "Actually Naruto, I have to train, you guys should too."
Sasuke nodded, and walked away.
"Alright Sakura-chan, see you tomorrow, 'kay?," Naruto smiled walking the same way Sasuke did.
Sakura smiled, and decided to head towards her favorite training area. She jumped and leaped on the rooftops, trying her best not to stumble and fall, until she landed near a grassy area. Beyond that was a worn out iron gate, and the ruins of what was the old Haruno compound. It was ancient, old, and dilapidated. Paint was peeling off in a few of the sturdy walls and there was still the slightest stench of dried blood. Sakura pushed open the rusting gate, and closed it behind her. The compound seemed to have been through the worst of storms, and had been torn to shreds. However, ahead stood one small house, only slightly affected by the architectural slaughtering around it. Near it sat a damaged boulder. Sakura smiled and walked over to it's and sat down Indian style on it. She inhaled and exhaled, and cupped her hands in front of her. In a few moments, pure white chakra started glowing. She sat there staring down at it. It was definitely ready, but she'd never be completely sure unless if she got to try it.
She lay back, and her back arched across the uneven surface of the rock.
"Wahhhhh, I wish there was something I could do…Oh the letter!" Sakura sat up super fast, and dashed inside the small house.
The small home was modestly decorated. There was a small kitchen, and a table with three chairs. Down the hallway there were two bedrooms and corresponding bathrooms with them. There was also stairs from one of the bedrooms leading underground, where there was a makeshift bed and countless scrolls for jutsu technique. Medical scrolls were spread throughout the bed and on the ground an ancient book titled Kurama-Forbidden Genjutsu. Obviously, the house was a lot bigger than it looked from the outside. Sakura took a sheet of paper and started writing-
Dear Deidara,
I miss you too.
I'll be looking forward to getting that puppet. I have Sasuke Uchiha and Naruto Uzumaki, the kyuubi on my team. Tell Itachi that Sasuke is obsessed with killing him at the moment, there's definitely a lot of hatred there. I'm okay, I think the jutsu is complete, but I would need to try it out to be sure. I'll pack a different bento for that stupid shark okay? And I'm not really worried about Cloud. If you could blow up some place like Stone, then you can take care of sound right? When will we be able to see eachother again? You told me you wouldn't be able to see me last time too. We have our test tomorrow, and if we fail we'll be kicked out. I'm not worried about me or Sasuke, just Naruto. I don't want him to fail. But don't get jealous or anything.
Love,
Sakura
She sighed. She would need to buy more good food for them. Food from Rain was good from what Deidara had told her, but Konoha was a luxury. She smiled, his last few letters had been a bit brief, she could only imagine why. Pein was extremely paranoid, and didn't like Deidara writing informative letters to her. In fact all he expected Deidara to write was "I miss you. Love, Deidara." Sakura liked Pein, she had to meet him once, and she supposed he'd be nice if you weren't on his well, if you weren't on the side opposing him, which she was currently in.
Sakura walked back outside, she couldn't send the letter until she bought more food. She settled for going back out to the training grounds, the only place that was not demolished by an act of insane violence. The way the training grounds looked however, others would think differently. Trees were uproots the ground was literally bulldozed and large rocks lay randomly about, as well as a lot of crushed gravel. Sakura picked up one of the large rocks, which were probably twice her weight and crushed into dust. Chakra enhanced strength; along with extremely high ranked medical jutsu was something Sakura had focused on, along with her clan jutsu. She reached back and gently traced the diamond Yin seal on the back of her neck.
One second she was standing in a destroyed training ground, and in the next, she had promptly ripped her arm off. She grit her teeth, so she wouldn't cry out in pain and immediately started regrowing her arms. She didn't need her seal for this sorta stuff unless if she was really low on chakra, which would probably happen if she kept ripping her arm off. She flexed her new fingers and looked at the bloody mess on the ground.
"Ugh, I disgust myself. I'm so not eating dinner," She mumbled, turning a little green.
About the only way Sakura could practice her medical jutsu was to injure herself. She was not sadistic enough to harm poor little animals, only heal them again, and then hurt them all over again. Disturbing images immediately filled Sakura's mind. No, definitely no dinner. Though Deidara would severely disapprove of her skipping meals.
She smirked, she was definitely gonna eat breakfast tomorrow.
Author's Note: Please review and tell me if it totally sucks and if I should delete it, yeah?