593Howdy. Still haven't updated Expansion or even finish editing Who's Back but here i am, the second chapter of a new story. I need to proiritize or something. I still haven't gotten my summer homework done yet and i have to read three books, write nine journals and complete two packets. I'm so screwed.
Enjoy.
Chapter 2
A Day of Death
The next morning the whole town was in an uproar. As early as six in the morning, loud rumbles of hoards of motorcycles filled the air. Sakura was awoken to the sound of the biker across the street. When the pinkette came wandering into her kitchen, half in a sleepy daze, she looked out the window to see two men on bikes waiting for the biker and the same woman as last night there as well.
The sexy Suna biker came out of the house wearing all black with his leather vest over his dress shirt. In his arms was a baby which was quickly strapped into a car seat in the woman's sleek black Lexus. He then mounted his bike and waited for the car to pull out of the driveway. When the car was driving down the street, he and his two friends pulled out and disappeared from view quickly.
Sakura yawned and then hunted around her kitchen that, like the living room and pretty much the entire house, was filled with boxes. The reason for her hunt was to find the coffee maker, something she hadn't been able to find at all in the week that she had moved into the house. After opening a few more boxes she got fed up and headed into her bedroom to get dressed. She would have to go back to the café for her morning coffee again. She didn't have to work today so she was going to get her coffee and then she was going to come back home and hunt down that damn coffee maker.
She dressed in simple jeans and a t-shirt before fixing her hair into a ponytail. She slipped on flip flops and then grabbed her purse and then exited the house and entering her car. She got the car started on the second attempt and quickly drove through the quiet morning streets towards Main Street. The same waitressed smiled at her when she entered.
"Morning, what can I get for you?"
Sakura sat down gracelessly. "Coffee, in a vat," she muttered which received a giggle from the woman.
"Coming right up, ma'am," she said before disappearing to get her order.
Sakura checked her phone for the time, seeing that it was nearing seven in the morning. She yawned and stretched her arms over her head. A now familiar rumble filled the air and slowly became louder and louder so that it wasn't just a rumble anymore. Sakura stared out the window in confusion as the roar outside became so loud it was almost unbearable. The waitress came up next to her with her coffee and looked out the window with her as the source of the noise came into view.
A black hearse slowly cruised down the street followed closely the largest herd of motorcyclists Sakura had ever seen. Right up front was men in vests that said Konoha followed closely by the sexy Suna biker and the rest of the Suna boys. Behind them were at least thirty or so more men though Sakura couldn't see what cities they were from. Directly behind the bikers was the usual procession of cars with the orange flags. The waitress put her hand to her heart as they passed.
"Poor Asuma," she muttered.
Sakura looked at her politely and gave her a sympatric look. "Asuma? Is that the person who died? Did you know him or her?"
The waitress gave a sad smile and placed the full cup in front of the pinkette. She pushed her bangs back and leaned back to watch the procession. "No, I didn't know him personally but the whole town feels his loss greatly. He was part of the MC, an older member at that."
Sakura chewed on her lip for a moment. "MC?"
The woman turned her stare away from the march outside to look at the confused pinkette. She flushed. "That's right, you're new in town and don't know about the MC," she said and then looked around for her boss. When she was sure she was clear she sat down opposite the young doctor.
"This town is basically run by a motorcycle club called the Akatsuki. They keep the town safe."
Sakura looked at her seriously. "Safe from what? Konoha has the lowest crime rate around."
The woman smiled. "Exactly. No one steps out of bounds and commits crimes because then they would have to deal with the MC. And not only that, they keep this town charming. There isn't big franchise chains coming in and putting the 'ma and pop' stores out of business. They protect the foundation of this town, our very livelihood."
Sakura looked at her strangely, feeling a sinking feeling in the pit of her stomach. She looked as the tail end of the procession rolled by. "So, they're basically a gang."
The woman shook her head. "They're protectors, not gang members. Asuma was run off the road by a member of a rival MC a few towns over. That MC is a gang, the Sound Militia, and they have been trying to get into Konoha for years. Akatsuki keeps them out and us safe."
Sakura resisted the urge to snort. She traded the bustling city for a small town thinking it would be safer for her. Just her luck that she happened into a small town ruled by a gang, in a war with a rival gang, and apparently has the entire town brainwashed. Perfect, just her damn rotten luck. And even worse, she still couldn't help feel attracted to that sexy Suna biker. She is hopeless.
- X -
The funeral was a somber event and after an hour of standing in the around afterwards for chit chat with the other charters, they rolled out. The three charters that rolled in and caused quite a stir this morning all rolled out again while the Konoha and the Suna charters went back to the garage. They parked and then went into the clubhouse somberly, pulling at ties and loosening belts. Minato threw down his cell phone and went straight into the meeting room, the chapel, lighting his cigar as he moved.
"Gather around boys, it's church time," he called as he moved before disappearing behind the one open door. In an orderly fashion, the boys pulled out their own phones and tossed them in a box outside the chapel doors and entered.
Minato was seated at the head of the table. The table was a thick mahogany with the club's patch carved into the center of the table. The Konoha boys sat down around the table while Gaara pulled up a chair to sit right beside the table. All of the Suna boys moved to stand around the table. They waited for Minato to speak.
Minato let out a large puff of smoke, looking around to see everyone settled and that the doors were firmly closed. He looked around his table, making eye contact with everyone of his boys before looking at Gaara and then Sasuke. He leaned back in his chair. "Welcome to our club, boys. As a new charter, this will be a chance for you all to observe and learn from our own charter, the original charter. Make yourselves at home. Watch, learn, have fun, but don't touch my woman. Not only will I have to kill you, but she is likely to chew you up and spit you out long before I get you." His comment was met by a low chorus of chuckles.
He brought the cigar back to his lips and let it hang there for a moment. He gestured loosely to his boys. "Our first order of business is a matter of house maintenance. Sasuke has a patch over letter written up by Gaara. Now, we all know the rules. No one is voted in or out without a unanimous vote from everyone in the club. All we need is a yah or a nay. I'll start," he said and then raised his hand slightly off the table. "Yah," he muttered.
They went down counterclockwise around the table. Kiba, as the sergeant-at-arms, sat to his right like he always had. He smiled. "Without a doubt."
Itachi smiled at his younger brother. "Like I could refuse."
Neji leaned back in his chair, smirking softly. "Yes."
Between Neji and Choiji was an empty chair, Naruto's old spot, so they skipped over it and moved right on to Choiji. Said man wiped his mouth to clear the crumbs of the chips he was eating. "Yup."
They skipped over the empty chair where Asuma used to sit and then moved onto Shino. "Yah."
Shikamaru took a drag on his cigarette. "This is so troublesome. It's not like anyone is going to refuse having our VP back."
Minato rolled his eyes. "Just say yes or no, shithead," he drawled.
Shikamaru rolled his eyes. "Yah."
Jiraiya was next, leaning back in his chair and smiling at his old friend's son. "Definitely."
Between Jiraiya and Minato was Naruto, sitting in the chair directly to the left of the President as is custom for the VP. Without skipping a beat, he nodded. "Hell yeah."
Everyone left out a cheer as Sasuke was officially voted back into the club. Sasuke smiled and nodded his head but remained seated where he was. Minato made eye contact with him before he began again.
Minato held his cigar between his large fingers and then looked at his boys again. "We have one more maintenance matter to deal with before we can move on. We have the matter of our VP to sort out. We have our current VP and then our former VP is now back in the group as well. Now we must sort out whether or not we want keep it as it is or whether we want to go back to how it was. We will do a majority vote to decide the matter. I say we go back."
They went around the table with the same results before they got to Naruto. He was silnt for a long moment and Sasuke held his breath, not wanting to step on his brother's toes and take away the power of VP from him, but desperately wanting his position back. Naruto Stared at him for a long moment before a smile broke out on his face as if he couldn't help it. "Dude, this is your job. I vote Sasuke as VP."
Sasuke left out a breath of relief and smiled softly, chewing on his lip and nodding his head. "Thank you, guys," he muttered.
Naruto stood up and waited for Sasuke to do the same. Slowly, Sasuke made his way over to his brother and the blonde man quickly pulled him into a hug. "It's nice to have you back," he said softly, letting his brother know he held no hard feelings about losing his seat of power. They released one another and Naruto returned to his chair between Neji and Choiji while Sasuke took his old seat back to the left of his father.
Minato flicked his wrist. "Where the hell is the prospect?"
Kiba rolled his eyes. "You know, I seriously doubt that kid. Sometimes he's the cleverest motherfucker I have ever seen with the biggest balls but other times I doubt that he even has a brain," he rambled as he stood up and wrenched open the door to peer out into the main room.
"Prospect! Where the hell did you disappear to!"
The sound of loud ungraceful steps sounded from the other side of the door followed by a loud crash and cursing. Kiba snorted at the door and shook his head. There were a few thuds and then a young man in plain leather cut entered the room in an ungraceful manner. His cut contained nothing but the word prospect on the back, meaning he was working to try to join the club. As a rule all new members must first just be a prospect and pay their dues in one way or another in a course of a minimum of one year. After the year, the club must have a unanimous vote for him to join and get his cut.
Kiba smacked him over the back of his head, shaking his head in an exasperated manner. "Come on, Prospect, get smart."
Konohamaru nodded and rushed over to sit down in the chair behind Minato. As he passed Sasuke, he stopped and handed him something leather folded up. Sasuke eyed it questionably and unfolded, only to smile and snort. It was his old cut, with his personal patches on the front and the Konoha patch on the back instead of the Suna patch he now wore. Looking around the table, he smiled softly and removed the cut he was wearing to put on his proper cut.
His cut had been personalized. In the front, the right side of the cut varied with each member of the club. By the right shoulder directly over the pocket, he had two patches. The first said 'VICE PRESIDENT' and then the second was directly underneath. It said 'SON of MAYHEM' because his old man was one of the original members of the Akatsuki. Naruto, Itachi, and Neji all had the same patch because their old men were the founding members of the MC. On the left side was a single patch over the pocket that said 'MC ORIGINAL' because he was part of the original charter and all of the Konoha boys had this one. The patch directly under this one said 'UNHOLY ONE', which Sasuke and a few others in the room including Kiba, Naruto, Minato, Jiraiya and Neji also had. This patch referenced that they had spilt blood for the good of the club. So far, as Suna was such a new charter, no one had this patch. The next patch was completely different from any of the other boys. Sasuke was the only one with an additional patch on his cut, situated on the left flank and lining the bottom of the ribcage. This patch said 'LEAF', the original name of the MC. The back of his cut was identical to the other boy's with the name, picture, and city name.
There were a few other patches that some members had that Sasuke didn't. Kiba, Minato's personal right hand man, had a patch that said 'SGT-AT-ARMS', his rank. This meant he was the first line of defense between unwanted enemies and the president. It is for this reason that Kiba is always at Minato's side, there to protect him. It is also for this reason that Minato's dirty work falls onto Kiba's back and thus his reputation for being a sick person when in actuality he just follows orders for the sake of the club. Another patch, worn my Neji, says 'SECRETARY' as he was the secretary/treasurer of the club. He managed the books, made sure the money went to the right places, at the right time, and made sure that all money was accounted for and distributed or collected in a timely manner. Of course, Minato had the 'PRESIDENT' patch as well as another patch saying 'FIRST 9'. When the charter was first created there had been nine members: Minato, Sasuke's and Itachi's biological father, Jiraiya, Neji's father who passed years ago, Asuma who had just passed, and four others who had eventually drifted away from Konoha and branched out to form their own charters under the Akatsuki name in different cities. Even though they are no longer part of the original charter, they are still considered royalty to a degree and are close to and in touch with Minato with the exception of Neji's father and Asuma who were now dead and the lost Uchiha who bailed.
Once back in his proper uniform, he leaned back in his chair and pulled out his cigarettes. He lit up and took a long drag. Minato momentarily smiled at his son before his expression changed to a serious one. He stared at the empty seat.
"We lost one this week. He was run off the road by a member of that damn Militia. We can't let that go without looking weak. More than that, however, we need to retaliate and get the bastard that did it to him. An eye for an eye. In a war like we are in, we can't give them an inch or else they will walk all over us. We aren't that weak as to let that happen."
Sasuke let out a long stream of smoke. "Do you know who did it? Do you have a plan?"
He nodded. "I had Shikamaru and Shino do some digging. The bastard that took Asuma down was second year member of the Militia. His name is Hibiki Lee and he has a routine. Boys, why don't you fill us in," he muttered and gestured towards the two men.
Shikamaru muttered a troublesome and then leaned forward to rest his arms on the table. "Wakes up with the wife and kids, leaves for work but actually goes to visit the girlfriend. Around noon he leaves and gets lunch at one of his favorite restaurants, a different place each day. Then he goes and hits the factory where he actually works. We think that is a Militia warehouse, producing whatever the hell it is that they make as a cover for their drug manufacturing."
Shino adjusted his sunglasses that he never seemed to take off. "Trucks and the Militia are constantly coming in and out of there. If we were to go in there, it would be a suicide mission. However, it's good to know where one of the warehouse is in case we ever need to send a big message to them, if you caught my drift," he sad and then looked around. Minato nodded.
Shikamaru leaned back again in a relaxed manner. "He leaves around ten at night on a regular day. If it isn't a regular day, he leaves several times a day to do some drug runs for his club. Our best chance is to catch him while he is on the road. He won't have any one of his little friends to watch his back, and depending on the road, minimum witnesses to bite us in the ass later."
Sasuke nodded his head confidently and leaned forward to rest his forearms on the table. "I'll do it. I want to get this bastard."
Minato nodded. "Fine, but you can't go alone." He looked around the table and made eye contact with all of them. He flicked his wrist and smoke floated through the air in wisps. "Take Naruto and Kiba with you."
Gaara's brother raised his hand against the wall. "I want to come too."
Minato looked at him and then looked to the young president of Suna. The red-haired man nodded in permission and Minato nodded in agreement. "Fine. Sasuke, Naruto, Kiba and Kankuro will go. We do it tonight and the rest of us will hold down the fort here."
Naruto snorted. "So, basically, while we are doing the dirty work you guys are going to be here partying your asses off."
Jiraiya laughed heartily. "You know it, squirt."
Naruto puffed out his cheeks angrily and pointed at the white-haired man across the table. "Don't call me squirt, you old fart!"
Minato kicked his son's chair. "Enough, you two. We are all in agreement now. This meeting is over and our men need to prepare for the mission tonight," he said and then slammed the gavel that was sitting next to him down on the table. As soon as the gavel sounded, the boys stood, the doors opened and everyone was filing out of the room.
His mother was sitting in the main room, waiting for them. She was leaning against the pool table with Aiden in her arms. Sasuke went to her, cooing over his child briefly before looking at his mother with a pleading smile. "You know I love you, right?"
She took a deep breath and looked at him impatiently. "What do you want?"
He toyed with Aiden's hat, choosing not to look at his mother while he spoke. "Well I have something to do tonight and I need someone to watch him until I get back."
She raised an eyebrow. "Something to do? What kind of something? Like, girl something or something else?" she asked, gesturing with her head across the room. Sasuke looked over his shoulder to see Temari staring over at them. She looked way when a croweater, a term for a girl that hangs around the club and its members and sleeps around, offered her a cup of coffee. This struck the raven as odd, seeing as the croweaters looked out for no one but themselves and offered their respect only to the old ladies of the club and the members themselves. It didn't make sense for the croweater to be offering Temari coffee because the blonde had no rank in the club. She wasn't a croweater, an old lady, or even a sweetbutt (a girl who was exclusively part of the club, unlike croweaters, and gets passed around the members until one of them makes a claim on the girl and she becomes an old lady). Temari was just a friend of the club. It didn't make sense but he didn't have time to really focus on it. He rolled his eyes and looked at his mother.
"Club business, Mom," he said in a matter-of-fact tone, focusing his attention back on his mother and forgetting about the blonde woman.
She nodded approvingly and then glanced at the blonde across the room again. "What's with you and her?"
Sasuke took a deep breath and ran a hand through his hair. So much for forgetting about her. "Nothing. She just helped me out with Aiden back in Suna."
Her face clearly said she was unconvinced. "Oh, that's it? Nothing more happened? You didn't sleep with her or anything?"
Sasuke groaned and looked down. This was all Tsunade needed. She shook her head and clicked her tongue. "Tsk, tsk, young man. That woman over there is clearly in love with you and she was just some hot pussy for you. Damn you boy, you need to start thinking with the right head because you have a son now and the endless train of woman that is practically glued to your dick is going to get old. I'm not here to be Mommy all over again. Find a girl and settled down already so I can be grandma for once."
Sasuke leaned against the pool table next to her laughed once. He raised an eyebrow. "Oh, so you want me to settle down with Temari?"
Tsunade snorted and her eyes widened. "Oh, god no! She's a good girl and she's good with the club, with two brothers in the club in all, and she isn't some whore like all the other girls that are good with the club. And she's strong, well you have to be with our lot, but she's not meant for you. She can hold her own, but with you she's like a lost dog, a submissive bitch that you rule over. You need a girl that can hold her own against you, someone to whip your ass into shape and call you on your bullshit. You are just like your Daddy in that way and it's the reason why he and your mother didn't work out. She was a great woman and a fine mother, but she was submissive to him and he walked all over her and then got bored."
Sasuke stared at the ground glumly. He hated talking about his father and hated it even more that everyone said he was just like his father. A chip off the old block, they always say. Sasuke hardly knew the man and yet he grew up to be just like him. How the hell does that happen?
"And it's the reason he started seeing you, right? You called him on his shit and he couldn't resist your natural charm."
She laughed once. "Yes. You are just like him, you're restless. If you get a girl that is a little bitch with you, you will get bored and look for something more. If you find a girl that is a bitch to you, you will be happy. Things will be stable enough that you will be happy and able to settle down, but things will never be boring and you won't have to be constantly searching because you will have a woman that's the perfect amount of mystery and change for you."
Sasuke looked at her strangely. "So you want be to settle down with a complete bitch with constant mood swings? Honestly, I've already had that when Karin was pregnant and it fucking sucked."
Tsunade rolled her eyes. She lifted one hand and smacked him lightly. "Do you have selective hearing or something? Did you get anything I just told you? A swear, you are just like your father. In one ear and out the other, you need to be told more than once for anything to stick."
Sasuke shook his head and kissed his mother on the cheek. "No, I get it. When I find the right girl, it will happen and until then I'm going to take it easy with the woman because I have to think about my son. I'm in the stage in life where I have to start looking and I know it."
The blonde mother smiled at her son and leaned her head on his shoulder. "You are such a good son. I'll watch Aiden for you. When will you be getting home?"
Sasuke shrugged. "I don't imagine it will take long. Midnight at the latest, I think."
"Well, be safe. I'll take care of Aiden so you don't have to worry about it. Just come back in one piece, whatever you're doing."
Sasuke pushed away from the pool table and nodded. He gave his mother another kiss on the cheek and then bent forward to kiss Aiden's head quickly. He gently squeezed his son's hand and then headed out the door, feeling powerful in his cut. When he was in Suna, he got respect for being their mentor but he didn't have an official title there. Now, with the proper cut back in its place and his patches, he was the Konoha Prince all over again. People looked at him in awe as he walked by, respected him more than they did in Suna. He had real power here.
He mounted his Harley and revved the engine twice before he zoomed through the streets. The trek to the house was automatic, done without thought. He pulled up and dismounted and glanced around the street once. He froze halfway off his bike when he noticed a familiar ugly Beetle in the driveway across the street. He ran through his memory quickly, remembering that an old man used to live there. It was quite possible that he had passed away and now a certain beautiful pinkette was living there now.
He smirked and then fully climbed off his bike before making his way into the house. Damn him for swearing to take it easy right before he found out about the beautiful woman across the street.
X
Naruto was slouched in the seat next to Sasuke, his feet sitting on the dashboard. He had a pencil that he had found in the truck balanced on his nose, entertaining himself after the long hours of just sitting around. Sasuke sat in the driver's seat, keeping an eye on the factory and for their target. On the dashboard sat a piece of paper with the target's license plate number on it and a picture of the guy. Next to that was a walkie-talkie so that they could communicate with the two other boys on their bikes. Kiba was positioned behind them, pulling up the rear while Kankuro was parked up the road, making sure the target didn't get passed them. None of them wore their cuts tonight, not wanting the club to be linked with this if they somehow slip up and get caught.
"This is boring," Naruto complained, letting the pencil drop.
Sasuke sighed and then picked up the walkie-talkie. He pushed the button and stared out the windshield as the familiar crackle filled the air. "Who the hell decided it would be best to stick me with the blonde idiot? I swear if I hear him complain one more time I'm going to kill him instead of the target."
Naruto huffed and the familiar crackled filled the air again while Kiba responded. "Well, you grew up with him so you have more patience for his shit. I would have killed him at least an hour ago."
The crackled filled the air again while Kankuro spoke up. "God, I thought I had it bad with Gaara and Temari as siblings. I'm never taking them for granted again."
Naruto snatched the walkie-talkie out of his older brother's hands. "Fuck you, ya bastards!"
Sasuke chuckled and lightly elbowed his brother. He stopped however, when the factory door opened and out stepped their target. Sasuke nudged Naruto, who nodded back. He gripped the walkie-talkie and pushed the button. "We have eyes on the target," he muttered.
The target moved over to his Harley and mounted. He started it up and then maneuvered out of the parking lot and onto the road. The driveway was just in front of where Sasuke and Naruto were parked so they waited until he entered the road before moving around him.
"We're on the move, target in sight. He's heading your way, Kankuro," Naruto muttered into the crackle.
"Right behind you," Kiba responded.
"I'm ready, just get him over here," Kankuro said.
Sasuke followed the biker closely and then glanced behind himself to look in the bed of the truck. He chewed on his lip and then looked at his brother. "Take the wheel."
Naruto looked at him in alarm. "No, I got this."
Sasuke looked at him quickly then turned his attention back on the road. "Don't fuck with me. We will only have one chance at this and I have better aim and better balance. Now take the wheel so I can do this."
Naruto cursed but grabbed the wheel anyways. Sasuke removed his foot from the gas and shifted, thankful he hadn't bothered with his seatbelt. He leaned back and opened the small window in the rear of the truck and forced his body through the small opening. Naruto shifted right behind him and slid into the driver's seat, pushing his foot on the gas to make up for lost ground. Sasuke tumbled ungracefully into the bed of the truck and then pulled himself up so that he was on his feet.
There was a lead pipe in the bed and Sasuke grabbed it before bending down and shouting to his brother inside the cab. "Get me on his left," he said and then gripped the top of the cab for a little more balance as Naruto jerked the wheel and sped up. Sasuke could tell that the target was completely clueless as to what was going on as he got closer. However, their plot was soon discovered when he glanced at the truck alongside him and noticed him in the bed.
Sasuke acted quickly so the target couldn't speed up and get away. He jammed the pipe down into the rear wheel of the man's bike. The bike jerk and skid before spending the rider flying off of it as it crashed into the pavement and the sound of metal screeching filled the air. Kankuro came flying around the corner and stopped in the middle of the road, preventing the man from being able to run off if he got up. Kiba moved in from behind while Naruto stopped the truck and Sasuke jumped out of the bed.
The man was groaning on the ground, withering on the ground. The other boys joined Sasuke on the pavement while the raven moved over to stand over the man. He kicked him just for the hell of it. The man let out a yell and groaned again. The other boys were standing back, admiring the scene of the wreck and checking for witnesses. Sasuke looked away for a moment, taking in the scene as well.
He looked away for only a moment but when he looked back, the man on the ground quickly pulled a gun from his waist and fired three times before Sasuke could react. Sasuke gasped as he felt three bullets connect with his body. One hit his stomach, the other his chest while the last just grazed his arm. He fell back and smashed into the pavement while he heard the boys shouting and then guns firing.
Sasuke groaned and then he felt hands on him, pulling him away from the target. Sasuke groaned again at feeling the pavement scrap across his skin. He didn't understand what his stupid blonde brother didn't just pick him up. Naruto is Minato's biological son so he inherited his father's size. Out of the three brothers, Naruto was the youngest but the biggest. He didn't have an ounce of fat on him, just muscle and could easily throw Sasuke around, who was the smallest out of the three. Both Itachi and Sasuke got their figures from their father. Though they both were tall and slender, Sasuke was much leaner than their old man and brother and was jokingly called a twig by his family even though he was slightly taller and fitter than the average male his age.
"Fuck, put me down," he muttered.
A few moments later he was by the truck's wheel and he winced as he shifted his arm.
"Hey, don't move," Naruto yelled in a panic.
Sakura rolled his eyes. "Shut up, I'm fine. He got the vest."
Kiba was hovering over him the next moment, his hands running over his chest and abdomen. He blinked in confusion before lifting his shirt to see the bullet-proof vest underneath. Sasuke normally didn't wear one but today he had just felt weird when he had gone home to prepare. He felt sort of silly putting it on, but I paid off in the end. It saved his life today.
Kiba ran a gloved hand through his hand. "Damn, you scared the shit out of us."
Sasuke groaned and sat up, knowing he was going to have some pretty nasty bruises tomorrow. No doubt they were already forming. He examined his arm where the third bullet had actually met skin. It wasn't nearly as bad as he had thought it was going to be. He wouldn't need to do much to treat it. Otherwise all he needed to do was have a drink.
Sasuke examined his clothes. He had three holes in his shirt and he was splattered with blood. He must have been too close to the target when they opened fired because none of the blood was his own. Sasuke groaned, hating this guy more by the moment. First he killed his friend, shot at him, and then ruined his shirt. Sasuke looked at the body a small distance away and pointed his gun at it. He fired with quick succession and soon what used to be a face was just a bloody stump of mutilated flesh.
"Bastard," Sasuke muttered darkly before slowly getting to his feet.
The fun part was over and now it was just time for the cleanup. They needed to get the bike off the road and the body needed to be dumped. They could take the bike back to the garage and strip it for parts. The body would probably be burned and his face was a mutilated stump so dental records would be useless. They would dump and burn the remains in a shallow grave outside of Konoha. Part of the deal they had with the town was they had free reign as long as their shit stays out of Konoha.
- X -
Sakura nervously adjusted a stray piece of hair. She stood in front of the mirror doing the last minute adjustments to her newly curled hair. She wore a tank top with thick straps, her pink bra straps sticking out no matter how much she tried. She wore a jean skirt that went down to mid-thigh and she wasn't exactly completely comfortable wearing. It would do though, because it was the only thing in her closet that wasn't a pale pair of jeans or too dressy.
After seeing the funeral procession and having the darling chat with the waitress, whom Sakura learned name is Kimi, she had continued speaking with the pretty waitress. Before she left the woman had begged and pleaded with the pinkette for her to accompany her to a party at the local Auto Shop, a party hotspot apparently. Kimi said it was to get her introduced to the people of the town and Sakura couldn't leave without saying yes to the offer.
Sakura sighed and glanced over herself in the mirror while chewing on her lip. She had on a little makeup which was odd for her because she chose to go natural most days. But for this sort of event, it was best to get all dolled up, she would assume. Plus, though she wasn't really willing to admit it, she sort of hoped she would see her sexy neighbor. It was a small enough town that it could happen.
Before you kill me, i promise they will meet in the third chapter. I have it all planned out. A good amount of SasuSaku in the next chapter so you are just going to stick around for it.
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