Chapter Four
He stood up, and strode the window, and leapt out, landing gracefully on the spongy grass outside.
Sai immediately walked away without a glance back.
He felt….exhilarated.
Free.
The bonds of his secret were snapped.
He did not have to hide his true nature anymore.
But Sai was rather curious, and slightly worried.
Did he lose it?
Did his mind remember anything?
Did he still have the power, even?
Because for what he did to Sakura, any fool with brains could have done it.
He wanted to test himself, to see if any of his true nature was even there, though suppressed for such a long, agonizing time.
Sai headed home.
He went to his closet, calmly searching for civilian clothing.
He resurfaced, finding some clean black pants, and a t-shirt to match that completely covered his torso.
Henging himself, he checked himself in the mirror. Simple brown hair in his normal style and dulled-amber eyes stared back at him, the shades complementing his white complexion.
He dressed, mussed his hair enough to be unrecognizable, and went out.
He made his way straight the line of shops where he knew there was a great many girls still out shopping, and prepared himself to try and seduce a female.
He stepped into the first shop he saw. Luckily, he chose a place that sold male and female clothing, so he was innocent in his act.
Noting a very pretty giggling blonde girl with several almost equally attractive girlfriends around her, he chose her as his target while he idly began to browse mindlessly in a section of shirts, keeping well aware of the loud feminine giggles that had quieted to hurried whispers.
He made sure he was in plain, yet obscured view of the girls. He was close enough to hear them with his heightened hearing, as they began to start flouting bits and pieces about him.
"Lana-la! Look at that gorgeous boy!" a girl squealed.
"I see him, Aya. He's cute." the blonde girl commented.
Sai chose the moment to look up, grasping a blue shirt, and carefully scan the girls, letting his eyes linger upon the blonde a couple seconds longer than the others. Then he pushed the hanger with the shirt back on, and began to look at belts, which was yet even closer to the group of fawning females.
"Lana! He, like, totally eyeballed you!"
"Oh, hush, Karina, he could hear you! He's really close by!"
More whispers bounced back and forth before Sai emerged, nothing in hand, and deliberately walked towards the group. They immediately quieted.
"Hello." he said this directly to the blonde, standing before her.
"H-Hi." she stuttered.
He could practically see her mind screaming, 'that was totally uncool!'
He quirked the corners of his mouth up. "I noticed that you were watching me. What's your name?"
"Lana." she stated boldly. "Yourself?"
"Lana. Beautiful name, it suits a beautiful nymph like you. My name is Kureno." he lied easily. He didn't care for blondes of the giggling type.
She blushed at the endearment, and giggled.
"Would you like to join me to have something to drink?" he asked, leaning casually closer to her, his falsely amber eyes glinting in the harsh light.
"Sure. See you later, girls!" the over-eager female immediately waved away her friends, and walked out with Sai.
They were silent, until they reached a quite fancy restaurant.
"Would you like to eat here?" he inquired.
"Oh, okay!" the fluttery teen practically skipped through the door.
Sai was pleased somewhat. She was absolutely adoring towards him, shooting him glances of girlish excitement.
He could personally care a little less. There was only one person he needed to impress, and that was Sakura.
They sat down at a secluded table, partially obscured by ferns, and giving the pair a view of the entire village.
He leaned forward, staring at Lana intensely, his chin cupped in his hand.
She gave another girlish giggle, and twittered on and on about herself.
Five minutes into this, Sai grew bored. He really didn't care about nail polish color and dresses if they were talked about. He'd rather see it.
So he reached out, and grasped her limp hand which was lying on the table between them.
"Be quiet for a moment. I want to enjoy you for a moment." he hissed lowly.
She blushed with the power of a starting fire and sat still, eyes wide.
He grasped her chin, and kissed her with very slight force, but it almost knocked the poor girl over.
She gasped in his mouth, but he stood up, mouths still linked.
He pulled away. "You are too beautiful." he glanced around.
No one was around to watch him stun the girl into oblivion.
Here goes nothing.
"Come." he breathed. "Bathroom."
The girl looked faint as he dragged her into the direction of the bathroom.
He pressed her against the wall, kissing her again.
There was a flurry of hair and clothes.
Both Sai and the girl Lana looked a little worse for wear as they gasped for air.
"I'll be right back, beautiful." he whispered breathily into his ear.
"I'll-I'll wait." she stuttered as he vanished into the men's bathroom, leaving her panting against the wall.
Five minutes later, the real Sai with black hair and dark eyes came out, giving the still heavily-breathing girl an odd look as he walked out.
.:诱惑:.
He sat outside on a bench for a moment, savoring his small triumph before calling out softly.
"Sakura, I know you were watching."
The normally-pink-haired woman stepped out from a nearby doorway, the henge she was holding up rippling into nothing as she came closer.
"That was very smooth." she remarked. "Adore your technique, bit overused in context, however. But no worries, I shall help you sort it out and be more...inventive." she let the word slip suggestively off of her tongue.
He looked up at her lazily. "When's the mission? I know that you know that I am now more than over-qualified for the position of your partner."
She pursed her lips, and sat down next to him. "You haven't told me how come you're so suppressed. I want to know."
"Kiss me." he demanded. "Then I'll indulge your curiosity."
She obliged, and kissed his cheek, much to his questioning look.
She smiled innocently. "You never did say where."
He hissed through his teeth. "You play cleverly."
Sai began to explain. That he was just naturally born a charmer, and someone decided that he should learn to make use of it instead of wasting it. Extensive learning and the constant frequent of brothels and tagging along with prostitutes, female and male, to learn their ways of pleasuring, and how to resist, or to fake.
"Of course, I trained to be a shinobi too, and I've always been an artist too." he finished tiredly.
Sakura's mouth was open.
His life certainly wasn't wasted upon lame crushes or boredom.
"I think we should go now." she muttered.
"Go where?" he turned to look at her in surprise.
"To the land that I completely forget where we are supposed to go to get rid of our targets." she leapt up, pulling him with her.
.:诱惑:.
I know, I'm an ass for not updating at all. I apologize.
But now you should expect much more frequent updates in the future.
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