Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Apple Blossom Tea ❯ Mission Time Blues ( Chapter 2 )
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By: DudettRin101 
I'm very sorry about the Layout of the story! I have no way of Fixing It!!!
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.14.2008 | Updated On: 07.14.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 266 | Status: Completed
I'm very sorry about the Layout of the story! I have no way of Fixing It!!!
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.14.2008 | Updated On: 07.14.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.6K | Visits: 266 | Status: Completed
Welcome, Readers!!! This is Chapter 1 of 'Apple Blossom Tea' I hope You like it, I know I do!!
This story was NOT written by me. It was written by backlash symphony on FanFiction.Net. I was given Permission By her to post this story. It is, in my opinion, the Best KisamexSakura fic ever written.
Disclaimer: I don't own the story or Naruto!!!!
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WARNING: Itachi could quite possibly be OOC. It's your call. Also, I suppose you could say there's some ItaSaku in this chapter but I don't mean for it to be intentionally crush-related like it is with Kisame. They're friends, for lack of a better term.
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Timeframe: 6 Months After Itachi and Kisame Came To Konoha
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Sakura gaped at Tsunade who sat at her desk, fingers bridged beneath her chin, looking as casually at her as if she were paying attention to the clouds. Shizune stood by Tsunade's side, faithfully holding the infamous "talking" pig in her arms as she smiled happily at Sakura. She honestly couldn't believe it. Sakura hadn't been a ninja for at least a year and a half and Tsunade was sending her on a mission?
"You've taken up training again, these past six months, Sakura," Tsunade explained, knowing the look on her ex-student's face quite well. "You've improved quite a bit despite what we thought." She smiled soothingly. "If you keep this up, you might just be close to how you were in a little more than a year."
Sakura blushed, smiling on her own. It was true she had been training these past six months. Ever since she saw Kisame, ever since she placed that kiss on his cheek, something in her set on fire. She wanted to go back to being the same kunoichi that people looked up to for her strength and her heart, for her courage and her ability to withstand all of the comments on her being weak long enough to prove everyone wrong. She found herself owing it to Naruto who she knew would kick her ass right then and there for waiting so long to train. But she had started again and was just shy of the average chuunin level skill.
Sakura nodded her head and straightened her back, ready to receive the orders for her mission from Tsunade and Shizune.
"Very well," Tsunade said. "I want you to travel to the Hidden Village of Sand to visit Gaara and deliver a scroll to him for me."
"He'll sign it and give it to you to bring back here to Tsunade," Shizune finished, the scroll somehow appearing in her hand.
"It's a simple mission and the scroll isn't incredibly important so you shouldn't have any trouble with enemies," Tsunade added, standing.
Sakura nodded and accepted the scroll from Shizune. She bowed lightly and turned, running for the door.
"Thank you so much, Tsunade!" she called out before slipping through the doors and out of the room.
Tsunade shook her head, leaning against her desk. Shizune let Ton Ton walk around on the floor.
"She'd definitely make Sasuke jealous if he saw her now," she said softly.
Shizune nodded in agreement, resting her head on her chin thoughtfully.
"First she has to see Naruto get murdered right in front of her eyes when she was supposed to be the one who died, then Sasuke went ahead and used his newly found power on her to its fullest, leaving her hospitalized for nearly nine months, and then she has to go through the pain of knowing she'll never be a kunoichi again because her body is destroyed far beyond any medical help," Shizune said with a sad sigh.
"And within six months she's already nearly back to her chunnin level," Tsunade remarked, pride in her voice. "Although Kakashi didn't have to do much to get back to his original status, it still took him a lot longer than six months to get there."
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Sakura had left Konoha and was incredibly excited to finally get out. She had taken in all the scenery with a new set of eyes to see with. She had set up camp for the first night and had gone to sleep easily. It wasn't until about two hours after she dreamt of Sasuke getting beaten into a pulp when she realized she wasn't alone. Using her chakra, she sensed about six or seven men surrounding her tent. She didn't have nearly enough time to prepare herself before the tent was ripped to shreds by dozens of kunai and shuriken. Her body was dragged out, thrashing and fists aiming for faces to punch, but something hit her hard in the back of her head, freezing her movements as a pained sound erupted from her throat.
She was dropped to the ground, eyes barely able to see through the thick blanket of darkness around her, only feel the sticky blood as it slid down her head and between her strands of hair. The men talked to each other in words that she couldn't understand. It was when she felt someone slicing away the material of her shirt that everything clicked in her otherwise muddled brain. They were going to rape her and then most likely kill her. She couldn't move, she could barely see, but she didn't want to fall victim to something like this again.
And she didn't have to.
A few moments later there was a sudden breeze that left her shivering before the man touching her disappeared. She heard somewhat muted cries and screams as she stared, dazed, at the starry night sky. She felt an arm slide under her shoulders and one under her knees and her eyes shifted to see dark blue skin and beady black eyes. She forced the corners of her lips to make a smile and tried to form a word to pass through her suddenly dry throat.
"Kisame..." she whispered, the last thing she said before passing out in his arms.
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Sakura groaned softly as sunlight hit her eyes. Her head was throbbing horrendously, as if she'd just gone out and gotten drunk off her ass like she knew Ino did. She squinted her eyes closer together, hoping that it might stop the flood of light, but it didn't do anything. She made an attempt to roll over but found herself held against something hard. She opened her eyes wide enough to be slits and attempted to move once again, but froze when she saw who was sleeping what she figured to be about two feet away from her.
Itachi.
Her eyes widened as the memories from last night came washing through her mind.
'If Itachi is there, then where's Kisame?' she thought frantically.
"Quit moving around so much," Kisame's voice came from above her, yet on the same level as her.
She tried to look and see where he was but immediately realized where she was, or for an easier explanation, in his arms. Her eyes widened out of embarrassment and shock. She was in a man's arms, sleeping, and she'd only met him once. Not only that, but he was sleeping with her, his own choice. She slowly squirmed herself into a position on her back, noting that the object holding her was actually Kisame's arm, and it flopped onto her stomach.
She looked down, blinking twice as her thoughts returned to her. She sighed before turning once again so she faced Kisame. Closing her eyes, she snuggled up to his side and was instantly asleep once again.
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When Sakura woke up the second time, it was because someone was shaking her awake. She opened one of her eyes to look at whoever it was and caught a sightful of red and black. She squeaked in surprise and shot into a sitting position, eyes wide in fear. She began a hesitant crawl back.
"I-Itachi-"
She saw his hand move and immediately closed her eyes, turning her head away, expecting him to use his Sharingan or to hit her. However, what she experienced next shocked her beyond all belief. She heard Itachi chuckle softly, though in amusement, and she felt his hand gently ruffling her hair. Her eyes snapped open and she stared at the mass murderer that was crouched before her. Her mouth must've dropped open at some point because she heard Kisame's voice cut across the woods.
"It's rude to gawk, Sakura!" he called out.
Sakura shook her head as Itachi removed his hand, standing and turning to face Kisame who she could see was holding a bucket. Sakura also noted that neither one of the men was wearing their Akatsuki robes, clad only in their black shirts and pants. She shook her head slowly from side to side.
"I definitely got hit harder than I thought I did," she muttered, causing Kisame to laugh.
"Itachi isn't as bad as the rumors are, but don't tell anybody that," Kisame explained. "We already have enough hunter-nins on our trail as it is."
Sakura nodded her head slowly, though she found that rather hard to believe. Afterall, Itachi did kill his entire clan apart from Sasuke. He forced Sasuke to endure the Tsukuyomi as it replayed his clan's deaths over and over again. Then he told him he didn't hate him enough to kill him and thus sealed Sasuke's fate as an avenger. Despite the fact that he had that as a point on his reputation, he had murdered countless shinobi over the years with ease and no remorse whatsoever. He was also going to kidnap Naruto.
"Uh huh," she mumbled, voice seemingly distant.
"Oh well, it was worth a shot," Itachi said, sighing.
Kisame laughed in response and Sakura reached a hand around to gingerly touch the back of her head. She found bandages before she found hair. Her eyes widened slightly and she winced at the thought of all the blood that had to be on her clothes. Apparently, Itachi was more intune to her wants than she was.
"There's a river about two minutes to the north," he said, walking towards her. "You can borrow a shirt so you can wash yours," he finished, holding out a black shirt that was identical to the one he was currently wearing.
Sakura, slightly surprised, hesitantly took the shirt and managed to smile, but still refused to look Itachi in the eye. She slowly got to her feet, testing to see how much she could balance and coordinate before she made any sudden movements.
"Thank you," she said quietly, and she began walking over what appeared to be a roll-up matt and to where she assumed was north.
When Sakura was out of sight, Itachi sighed and looked towards Kisame. The shark-like man shook his head and began to impale fish on sticks to be roasted.
"Perhaps I will do as she wishes," Itachi said softly, watching the direction Sakura had left in. "Although I use Mangekyou Sharingan sometimes when it isn't needed, I don't abuse it like she described Sasuke having done."
Kisame let out a snort-like laughter.
"Itachi, you've never even thought of raping someone," he said. "If you did, I know you'd never forgive yourself."
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Sakura winced as she pulled the final bit of bandage from her head and set it to the side. She pressed her fingers to the wound and pushed her chakra through her fingertips, healing the cut in a matter of seconds. She cringed at the dried blood in her hair and immediately began to scrub it from her pink tresses in the river. Red-pink water moved downstream as she washed, making sure she removed every bit of blood. She pulled her head back out and squeezed the water from her hair.
After a quick glance around she lifted off her shirt and washed away what she could of the blood, though there wasn't much to begin with. In order to prevent a cold and to help dry her shirt faster, she didn't put it back on. She took the shirt Itachi had offered her and, eyeing it warily, she put it on, noting that it was a few sizes too big on her and hung down to the middle of her thighs. She laughed slightly.
'Funny, he really doesn't look all that tall to me...'
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Sakura arrived back at the campsite and noticed the fish cooking by the fire as well as Kisame tossing a scroll from one hand to the other. As if noticing Sakura was about to shout at him for playing with her scroll that she needed for a mission, he tossed it towards her. She nearly dropped her wet shirt in order to catch the scroll. She gave a sigh of relief as she wrapped her fingers around it.
"So where are you headed with that, anyway?" Kisame asked, turning a fish to face the other side.
"Hidden Sand Village," she said casually, looking around at her surroundings.
Apparently they had cleared her things, packed them up, and set up their things in place of hers. In better terms, she could leave at that very moment.
"You're about an hour away," Itachi said calmly, staring at a tree in the distance and playing with a shuriken in his fingers.
Or maybe not.
"Really? Uh, thanks, I suppose," she said softly, "although I really appreciate the fact that you saved me, aren't I interrupting your mission?"
"Not really," Kisame mumbled.
"Oh."
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Sakura smiled happily at Gaara who handed the scroll back to her, a small smile of his own gracing his lips. The scroll was signed and now all Sakura had to do was return to Konoha and hand it over to Tsunade.
"Tell Hinata to expect a visit from me in three weeks, would you please?" Gaara added as Sakura was nearly out the door.
Sakura giggled and nodded.
"You two really are so cute together," she muttered, noting the incredibly faint blush on Gaara's cheeks.
He nodded and Sakura headed off, already on her way back to Konoha.
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"Well, this is my stop," Sakura said sadly.
She turned to face the two Akatsuki members who had escorted her back home. The two nodded at her.
"Thanks again for everything you've done for me. I really wasn't expecting so much trouble over something as stupid as a private party invitation," she said with a small laugh.
"Not a problem, though we should probably get back to our mission," Itachi explained, nodding his head.
Sakura nodded in response before taking a step forward and planting a kiss on Itachi's cheek. She took a step to the side and repeated the action on Kisame's cheek. She pulled back with a faint blush and gave a smile.
"Goo'bye!"
Sakura was off before she could get a response, jogging on the path towards her village. She took a look over her shoulder and saw that Kisame and Itachi were no longer standing there, and it was only then that she realized how much trouble she could've gotten into if she had been caught with them.
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"Ah, wonderful, Sakura," Tsunade exclaimed, taking the scroll from Sakura. "I trust you had no problems?"
Sakura contained a smirk.
"Nope. Not a one."
This story was NOT written by me. It was written by backlash symphony on FanFiction.Net. I was given Permission By her to post this story. It is, in my opinion, the Best KisamexSakura fic ever written.
Disclaimer: I don't own the story or Naruto!!!!
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WARNING: Itachi could quite possibly be OOC. It's your call. Also, I suppose you could say there's some ItaSaku in this chapter but I don't mean for it to be intentionally crush-related like it is with Kisame. They're friends, for lack of a better term.
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Timeframe: 6 Months After Itachi and Kisame Came To Konoha
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Sakura gaped at Tsunade who sat at her desk, fingers bridged beneath her chin, looking as casually at her as if she were paying attention to the clouds. Shizune stood by Tsunade's side, faithfully holding the infamous "talking" pig in her arms as she smiled happily at Sakura. She honestly couldn't believe it. Sakura hadn't been a ninja for at least a year and a half and Tsunade was sending her on a mission?
"You've taken up training again, these past six months, Sakura," Tsunade explained, knowing the look on her ex-student's face quite well. "You've improved quite a bit despite what we thought." She smiled soothingly. "If you keep this up, you might just be close to how you were in a little more than a year."
Sakura blushed, smiling on her own. It was true she had been training these past six months. Ever since she saw Kisame, ever since she placed that kiss on his cheek, something in her set on fire. She wanted to go back to being the same kunoichi that people looked up to for her strength and her heart, for her courage and her ability to withstand all of the comments on her being weak long enough to prove everyone wrong. She found herself owing it to Naruto who she knew would kick her ass right then and there for waiting so long to train. But she had started again and was just shy of the average chuunin level skill.
Sakura nodded her head and straightened her back, ready to receive the orders for her mission from Tsunade and Shizune.
"Very well," Tsunade said. "I want you to travel to the Hidden Village of Sand to visit Gaara and deliver a scroll to him for me."
"He'll sign it and give it to you to bring back here to Tsunade," Shizune finished, the scroll somehow appearing in her hand.
"It's a simple mission and the scroll isn't incredibly important so you shouldn't have any trouble with enemies," Tsunade added, standing.
Sakura nodded and accepted the scroll from Shizune. She bowed lightly and turned, running for the door.
"Thank you so much, Tsunade!" she called out before slipping through the doors and out of the room.
Tsunade shook her head, leaning against her desk. Shizune let Ton Ton walk around on the floor.
"She'd definitely make Sasuke jealous if he saw her now," she said softly.
Shizune nodded in agreement, resting her head on her chin thoughtfully.
"First she has to see Naruto get murdered right in front of her eyes when she was supposed to be the one who died, then Sasuke went ahead and used his newly found power on her to its fullest, leaving her hospitalized for nearly nine months, and then she has to go through the pain of knowing she'll never be a kunoichi again because her body is destroyed far beyond any medical help," Shizune said with a sad sigh.
"And within six months she's already nearly back to her chunnin level," Tsunade remarked, pride in her voice. "Although Kakashi didn't have to do much to get back to his original status, it still took him a lot longer than six months to get there."
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Sakura had left Konoha and was incredibly excited to finally get out. She had taken in all the scenery with a new set of eyes to see with. She had set up camp for the first night and had gone to sleep easily. It wasn't until about two hours after she dreamt of Sasuke getting beaten into a pulp when she realized she wasn't alone. Using her chakra, she sensed about six or seven men surrounding her tent. She didn't have nearly enough time to prepare herself before the tent was ripped to shreds by dozens of kunai and shuriken. Her body was dragged out, thrashing and fists aiming for faces to punch, but something hit her hard in the back of her head, freezing her movements as a pained sound erupted from her throat.
She was dropped to the ground, eyes barely able to see through the thick blanket of darkness around her, only feel the sticky blood as it slid down her head and between her strands of hair. The men talked to each other in words that she couldn't understand. It was when she felt someone slicing away the material of her shirt that everything clicked in her otherwise muddled brain. They were going to rape her and then most likely kill her. She couldn't move, she could barely see, but she didn't want to fall victim to something like this again.
And she didn't have to.
A few moments later there was a sudden breeze that left her shivering before the man touching her disappeared. She heard somewhat muted cries and screams as she stared, dazed, at the starry night sky. She felt an arm slide under her shoulders and one under her knees and her eyes shifted to see dark blue skin and beady black eyes. She forced the corners of her lips to make a smile and tried to form a word to pass through her suddenly dry throat.
"Kisame..." she whispered, the last thing she said before passing out in his arms.
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Sakura groaned softly as sunlight hit her eyes. Her head was throbbing horrendously, as if she'd just gone out and gotten drunk off her ass like she knew Ino did. She squinted her eyes closer together, hoping that it might stop the flood of light, but it didn't do anything. She made an attempt to roll over but found herself held against something hard. She opened her eyes wide enough to be slits and attempted to move once again, but froze when she saw who was sleeping what she figured to be about two feet away from her.
Itachi.
Her eyes widened as the memories from last night came washing through her mind.
'If Itachi is there, then where's Kisame?' she thought frantically.
"Quit moving around so much," Kisame's voice came from above her, yet on the same level as her.
She tried to look and see where he was but immediately realized where she was, or for an easier explanation, in his arms. Her eyes widened out of embarrassment and shock. She was in a man's arms, sleeping, and she'd only met him once. Not only that, but he was sleeping with her, his own choice. She slowly squirmed herself into a position on her back, noting that the object holding her was actually Kisame's arm, and it flopped onto her stomach.
She looked down, blinking twice as her thoughts returned to her. She sighed before turning once again so she faced Kisame. Closing her eyes, she snuggled up to his side and was instantly asleep once again.
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When Sakura woke up the second time, it was because someone was shaking her awake. She opened one of her eyes to look at whoever it was and caught a sightful of red and black. She squeaked in surprise and shot into a sitting position, eyes wide in fear. She began a hesitant crawl back.
"I-Itachi-"
She saw his hand move and immediately closed her eyes, turning her head away, expecting him to use his Sharingan or to hit her. However, what she experienced next shocked her beyond all belief. She heard Itachi chuckle softly, though in amusement, and she felt his hand gently ruffling her hair. Her eyes snapped open and she stared at the mass murderer that was crouched before her. Her mouth must've dropped open at some point because she heard Kisame's voice cut across the woods.
"It's rude to gawk, Sakura!" he called out.
Sakura shook her head as Itachi removed his hand, standing and turning to face Kisame who she could see was holding a bucket. Sakura also noted that neither one of the men was wearing their Akatsuki robes, clad only in their black shirts and pants. She shook her head slowly from side to side.
"I definitely got hit harder than I thought I did," she muttered, causing Kisame to laugh.
"Itachi isn't as bad as the rumors are, but don't tell anybody that," Kisame explained. "We already have enough hunter-nins on our trail as it is."
Sakura nodded her head slowly, though she found that rather hard to believe. Afterall, Itachi did kill his entire clan apart from Sasuke. He forced Sasuke to endure the Tsukuyomi as it replayed his clan's deaths over and over again. Then he told him he didn't hate him enough to kill him and thus sealed Sasuke's fate as an avenger. Despite the fact that he had that as a point on his reputation, he had murdered countless shinobi over the years with ease and no remorse whatsoever. He was also going to kidnap Naruto.
"Uh huh," she mumbled, voice seemingly distant.
"Oh well, it was worth a shot," Itachi said, sighing.
Kisame laughed in response and Sakura reached a hand around to gingerly touch the back of her head. She found bandages before she found hair. Her eyes widened slightly and she winced at the thought of all the blood that had to be on her clothes. Apparently, Itachi was more intune to her wants than she was.
"There's a river about two minutes to the north," he said, walking towards her. "You can borrow a shirt so you can wash yours," he finished, holding out a black shirt that was identical to the one he was currently wearing.
Sakura, slightly surprised, hesitantly took the shirt and managed to smile, but still refused to look Itachi in the eye. She slowly got to her feet, testing to see how much she could balance and coordinate before she made any sudden movements.
"Thank you," she said quietly, and she began walking over what appeared to be a roll-up matt and to where she assumed was north.
When Sakura was out of sight, Itachi sighed and looked towards Kisame. The shark-like man shook his head and began to impale fish on sticks to be roasted.
"Perhaps I will do as she wishes," Itachi said softly, watching the direction Sakura had left in. "Although I use Mangekyou Sharingan sometimes when it isn't needed, I don't abuse it like she described Sasuke having done."
Kisame let out a snort-like laughter.
"Itachi, you've never even thought of raping someone," he said. "If you did, I know you'd never forgive yourself."
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Sakura winced as she pulled the final bit of bandage from her head and set it to the side. She pressed her fingers to the wound and pushed her chakra through her fingertips, healing the cut in a matter of seconds. She cringed at the dried blood in her hair and immediately began to scrub it from her pink tresses in the river. Red-pink water moved downstream as she washed, making sure she removed every bit of blood. She pulled her head back out and squeezed the water from her hair.
After a quick glance around she lifted off her shirt and washed away what she could of the blood, though there wasn't much to begin with. In order to prevent a cold and to help dry her shirt faster, she didn't put it back on. She took the shirt Itachi had offered her and, eyeing it warily, she put it on, noting that it was a few sizes too big on her and hung down to the middle of her thighs. She laughed slightly.
'Funny, he really doesn't look all that tall to me...'
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Sakura arrived back at the campsite and noticed the fish cooking by the fire as well as Kisame tossing a scroll from one hand to the other. As if noticing Sakura was about to shout at him for playing with her scroll that she needed for a mission, he tossed it towards her. She nearly dropped her wet shirt in order to catch the scroll. She gave a sigh of relief as she wrapped her fingers around it.
"So where are you headed with that, anyway?" Kisame asked, turning a fish to face the other side.
"Hidden Sand Village," she said casually, looking around at her surroundings.
Apparently they had cleared her things, packed them up, and set up their things in place of hers. In better terms, she could leave at that very moment.
"You're about an hour away," Itachi said calmly, staring at a tree in the distance and playing with a shuriken in his fingers.
Or maybe not.
"Really? Uh, thanks, I suppose," she said softly, "although I really appreciate the fact that you saved me, aren't I interrupting your mission?"
"Not really," Kisame mumbled.
"Oh."
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Sakura smiled happily at Gaara who handed the scroll back to her, a small smile of his own gracing his lips. The scroll was signed and now all Sakura had to do was return to Konoha and hand it over to Tsunade.
"Tell Hinata to expect a visit from me in three weeks, would you please?" Gaara added as Sakura was nearly out the door.
Sakura giggled and nodded.
"You two really are so cute together," she muttered, noting the incredibly faint blush on Gaara's cheeks.
He nodded and Sakura headed off, already on her way back to Konoha.
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"Well, this is my stop," Sakura said sadly.
She turned to face the two Akatsuki members who had escorted her back home. The two nodded at her.
"Thanks again for everything you've done for me. I really wasn't expecting so much trouble over something as stupid as a private party invitation," she said with a small laugh.
"Not a problem, though we should probably get back to our mission," Itachi explained, nodding his head.
Sakura nodded in response before taking a step forward and planting a kiss on Itachi's cheek. She took a step to the side and repeated the action on Kisame's cheek. She pulled back with a faint blush and gave a smile.
"Goo'bye!"
Sakura was off before she could get a response, jogging on the path towards her village. She took a look over her shoulder and saw that Kisame and Itachi were no longer standing there, and it was only then that she realized how much trouble she could've gotten into if she had been caught with them.
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"Ah, wonderful, Sakura," Tsunade exclaimed, taking the scroll from Sakura. "I trust you had no problems?"
Sakura contained a smirk.
"Nope. Not a one."