Dirty Little Secret
ZetsuSaku, crack
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It was possibly the most random thing that had ever happened to her.
As Sakura walked back home from a long day at the hospital, she never would have anticipated the vines that suddenly shot up from the ground and dragged her, kicking and screaming, into an alley. They wrapped securely around her wrists and ankles, snaking up around her thighs and encasing her in the smell of plant. Unfortunately she was on the empty section of the village, so her yelps of panic were heard by only the birds and mice.
Exhausted as she was, she slumped in hopes that the mutant vines would take pity on her. "Come on, I just want to go home!" she groaned out loud, and there was a chuckle. Her eyes widened in alarm as a body melted out of the ground directly in front of her.
"Mother fucker," she sighed, letting her head fall back against the wall at the sight of red clouds against a black background. "I'm not dealing with this right now!"
Zetsu, eyes and ears of the Akatsuki, grinned at her and she cringed at the rows upon rows of sharp, carnivorous teeth. Why did this always happen to her? She was prepared to voice this question aloud, when suddenly Zetsu leaned forward. Her narrowed eyes widened dramatically as he pressed their lips together, and she choked back a gasp of alarm. What in the name of God was going on?!
It was a second later when she realized what the worst part about kissing an Akatsuki member was: the body had no morals. Therefore, Sakura was immediately kissing him back eagerly. His tongue made a quick swipe at her lower lip and she groaned, parting her lips slightly. His hand came up to grab her hair and he pressed them together closely, other hand bracing them on the wall by her head.
And then it was over. The vines receded back into the ground quickly, and with a quick pinch to her ass, Zetsu was gone. Dazed, Sakura remained leaning against the wall in an effort to catch her breath as one thing ran through her mind. And that was damn, he is a good kisser. She had time to be ashamed for that thought later.
Shaking her head in wonder the pinkette gathered herself, patting down her hair, and continued her way home as if nothing had happened, hoping her cheeks weren't as red as she thought they were.
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"Did you do it?" Kisame grinned not an hour later, Deidara next to him snorting in laughter. Itachi was perched on the kitchen counter, staring at them all and wondering how this had even started.
Zetsu nodded with a slow grin.
"Ya use tongue?"
The grin was replaced with a smug smirk and he nodded.
Deidara burst into laughter; Kisame snorted, handing over a fistful of paper money. "If you were such a truthful person, Zetsu, I really wouldn't believe you. I can't believe you did it."
"Well I did."
"She's a damn good kisser, too."
The room was filled with laughter as Zetsu pocketed his money, gave a nod, and melted into the floor.
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For the life of her, Sakura couldn't figure out why a letter filled with a stack of money appeared on her dresser the next morning. That is, until she say the note inside: Here's your half. Its Kisame's turn next. And even though the prospect of seeing (kissing) Hoshigaki Kisame in the near future should have made her alarmed or scared, the only thought on her mind was, I wonder if he's as good as Zetsu. And then after that, We'll just have to see. Because really, who could say they got away with kissing two Akatsuki members? It would be their own dirty little secret.
She liked the sound of that; with a lopsided grin she grabbed the envelope and pranced from the house to find Ino.
They had some shopping to do.
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Hey, guys. I'm going to start posting a steady stream of fics from now on. Or that's my goal, at least. Like, every three or four days. My goal is at least 90 before the end of next year. Anyways, carry on. :D
I had to do it. Can you say crack?
Haha, comments would be love. :)