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Naruto › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
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1,303
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48
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I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Offer
Wanted
Sakura wasn’t ever expecting to become a missing nin, but then again she never thought Sasuke would marry Ino either. Deidara/Sakura
This story took life in response to CirenWitch’s Deidara/Sakura challenge. Enjoy everyone.
YvonneandNeji
Chapter Two: The Offer
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Sakura sat in the shadows of a run-down bar, she swirled her sake glass idly. The table beneath her was filthy, she sighed, slamming the full glass back down on the table. Grabbing up her bag and coat Sakura moved towards the door.
A hand closed over her shoulder, the grip bruising. “Where you think your goin’ Konohagakure?”
Sakura sighed, placing her hand over his, she squeezed, breaking every bone in his hand without batting an eye. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to mess with missing nins?” She drawled, smiling as he fell to the floor, clutching at his hand.
Sakura caught the fist of his friend, yanking him towards her; she grabbed his elbow, snapping his wrist as if it was a stick. His scream alerted more of the taverns occupants. Sakura sighed, setting her bag down on the floor beside her; she crouched low in the stance of the horse.
“Alright, let’s get the over with shall we?”
A burly man with a strange tattoo covering his face growled. “You think we’ll be so easy to take out?” Sakura merely snorted, moving quickly. Her kunai was at his neck before he could move, her breath hot on the shell of his ear.
“Game over.”
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Deidara was ready to start screaming, maybe throwing things as well. This girl had managed to throw him off her trail at least five times. Now Deidara wasn’t the best tracker in the world, but nor was he the worst.
Years in Akatsuki had sharpened his skill; he was a better tracker than most jonin. And yet, this...woman had managed to completely confuse him more than once.
Cursing Deidara looked around the dingy town her trail had lead him to, it was a small village on the outskirts of Rock, Deidara sighed, listening the screams of a local bar.
If she wasn’t there he might at least find the excuse to kill someone, or someone’s...Deidara smiled at the thought, kicking his feet into a run.
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Sakura sighed, wishing she had someone worth while to fight, nearly everyone in the bar was dead. Her obvious anger at being called, “pink-haired little girl” shown in their numbers. Sakura cracked her neck, smiling as she felt a chakra signature approaching quickly.
The chakra was massive, and strangely familiar. Sakura reached into her bag, feeling around for her kunai pouch, her bag slung over one shoulder Sakura went to meet her new challenge.
It was colder outside, the midnight sun offered her little warmth. Sakura left her bag by the front of the building, spinning a kunai between nimble fingers. Her green eyes slowly drifted up, she settled them upon the blonde Akatsuki member crouched on the roof of the building across the road.
She frowned; she knew she had seen him before. “Un, Sakura?”
“Ah.” She crossed her arms stubbornly, raising a well formed brow. “What’s it to you?”
“I remember you, yeah. That little brat who killed Sasori-danna.” Sakura nodded her head, finally having grasped where she had seen him before.
“And your that annoying she-man who adds, yeah, to all your sentences.”
“Un, I do not!” Deidara looked insulted, she merely shrugged in response.
“Every other sentence, then. It really doesn’t make much of a difference. It’s still annoying.”
“And to add to that, I’m male, yeah.” Sakura rolled her eyes, raising her kunai.
“Now, she-man, why would you want to know my name?”
Deidara growled, “I'm a man! And my name is Deidara!”
“Right. Anyway, pray tell why you want my name?”
“Akatsuki business. Now if you could just come quietly, yeah?” Seeing she wasn’t about to go without a fight Deidara made a small clay bug. Sending the bug away he retrieved a hand full of shuriken from one of the many pockets inside his cloak.
Sakura leapt up towards him, holding her kunai backwards, Deidara let fly five of the shuriken held in between each of his fingers. While she was hitting them aside he directed the bug to her back of her neck. She was coming at him again, he threw the last of his shuriken, bringing his hands together in a familiar seal.
The bug rooted firmly to Sakura’s neck let out a massive blast of electricity, she gasped, her eyes slid closed. Deidara caught her as she fell, quickly binding her hands and feet with chakra rope. With a grunt Deidara hefted the small kunoichi onto his shoulder.
Deidara gave an annoyed snort, she was allot heavier than she looked.
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Ino stared out into the rain, her mood as bleak as the weather. She sighed, letting her head fall into her hands. It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this, no one had thought loosing Sasuke would drive Sakura to leave the village.
Missing nin.
Ino slowly massaged her temples. Without realizing it she began to cry, that bastard. Sasuke had been lying to everyone, apparently while he had been dating Ino- he had also been seeing Sakura. And they weren’t the only ones.
He really only cared about that damned clan of his. Ino shook her head, sliding the large diamond ring off her slender finger. She reached into the drawer below her, quickly she began to form a note.
The first three were useless; her tears had smeared all the words away. When Ino had finally composed a letter she was willing to leave the boy she had loved all her life, she moved to the hall closet and pulled out the largest suitcase inside.
Standing Ino moved to the bedroom they had for some time shared, after quickly packing all her belongings into the large suitcase Ino set the note and her ring on the small table beside the front door.
Ino paused on the front doorstep, she no longer had a house, she had canceled her apartment’s contract when Sasuke proposed. Ino nodded shortly, making her way towards Shikamaru’s home.
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Deidara stood over Sakura studying her face. Finally he crouched down sticking a finger into his mouth, he removed the finger and placed it into Sakura’s ear. She screamed, her eyes flying open.
“You freak! That’s disgusting!” Deidara smiled, shaking a large canteen of water above her head. She eyed it hungrily, his smile grew.
“Un, are you thirsty?”
She glared at him, “I was just electrocuted and I’m dehydrated. Yes I’m thirsty!”
“Oh good.” Deidara pulled out the cord, sloshing the water inside the canteen around. He placed the tip to her chapped lips. Sakura greedily drank, refusing to let the bottle go she clenched at it with her teeth.
With the last drop gone Sakura reluctantly let go, Deidara held the bottle upside down giving it a firm shake. He then faced her, a scowl over his feminine features. “Pig.”
She couldn’t think of a witty remark, so she settling with giving him a half-hearted glare, Sakura yawned. “Can I have a pillow or something?”
“Un.” Deidara pointed to his tent. Cocking her head to the side to show she didn’t understand Sakura studied the small tent. Deidara placed an arm behind her back, the other under her legs. Sakura squealed as he picked her up off the cold ground.
“What--What are you doing?!”
“Do you have to be so loud, mm?” Sakura scowled at him. Deidara ignored the look she was giving him and instead concentrated on getting her into the small tent. Deidara fell to one knee, tossing her into the tent before following her in.
“I am not sharing at tent with you!”
He rolled to his side, “Goodnight, Sakura.”
“Asshole.”
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Naruto hugged his wife, she wiped at her white eyes trying to return the smile. “Oh Naruto, when we heard you had been injured I feared the worst. I thought she had killed you like she’s done all the other hunter nins.”
Naruto gave her s false smile, “Sakura could never hurt me, you know that dear.”
Hinata frowned. “I know no such thing. She’s evil.”
“Hinata!”
“She’s a missing nin Naruto, and besides that she doesn’t love you, when will you realize that?!” Her eyes were filled with tears again, Naruto fixed her with a glare, she shrinked away from it, knowing she had gone too far.
“Regardless of how she feels, I will always love Sakura. I thought I loved you as well Hinata, but the longer we’re married the less I seem to know you.” Naruto moved towards the door, grabbing his ANBU uniform still sitting by the front door ready for the next day.
“Where are you going?!”
“Out.” She grabbed the back of his shirt burying her face into his back.
“I’m sorry Naruto, I’m sorry! Please don’t leave me!”
“I’m just going out.” He pulled her off, looking into her pale eyes.
Your lying to me!" She cried, reaching out for his shirt again.
"I'm not, I'm just going out with my teacher, let me go Hinata."
"Why are you lying to me?! Will I never be as good as precious Sakura-chan?!" She screamed slapping a hand over her mouth the second the words left her mouth. "Naruto- I'm so sorry.."
His eyes were cold as he looked at her. “Hinata, I want a divorce. I’m sorry, but I don’t love you anymore.” She fell to her knees, staring blindly up at him. “Your not the woman I married.”
He opened the door, pausing to look back. “Naruto, p-please don’t go! I love you!”
“I’ll be back for my things tomorrow. Goodbye Hinata.”
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Sakura was warm. She slowly opened her eyes, looking down at the arms wrapped around her waist in confusion. Slowly she began to put the pieces together.
“Get off me you pervert!”
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Thank you to everyone who reviewed. I’m having a great time writing this story, so updates will be more often than not. Forgive me if this chapter seems rushed, I wanted to continue writing before I lost all my mojo! Thanks again to all my reviewers.
I do not hate Sasuke, nor do I hate Hinata, they are playing necessary roles in this story.
Sakura wasn’t ever expecting to become a missing nin, but then again she never thought Sasuke would marry Ino either. Deidara/Sakura
This story took life in response to CirenWitch’s Deidara/Sakura challenge. Enjoy everyone.
YvonneandNeji
Chapter Two: The Offer
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Sakura sat in the shadows of a run-down bar, she swirled her sake glass idly. The table beneath her was filthy, she sighed, slamming the full glass back down on the table. Grabbing up her bag and coat Sakura moved towards the door.
A hand closed over her shoulder, the grip bruising. “Where you think your goin’ Konohagakure?”
Sakura sighed, placing her hand over his, she squeezed, breaking every bone in his hand without batting an eye. “Didn’t your mother ever tell you not to mess with missing nins?” She drawled, smiling as he fell to the floor, clutching at his hand.
Sakura caught the fist of his friend, yanking him towards her; she grabbed his elbow, snapping his wrist as if it was a stick. His scream alerted more of the taverns occupants. Sakura sighed, setting her bag down on the floor beside her; she crouched low in the stance of the horse.
“Alright, let’s get the over with shall we?”
A burly man with a strange tattoo covering his face growled. “You think we’ll be so easy to take out?” Sakura merely snorted, moving quickly. Her kunai was at his neck before he could move, her breath hot on the shell of his ear.
“Game over.”
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Deidara was ready to start screaming, maybe throwing things as well. This girl had managed to throw him off her trail at least five times. Now Deidara wasn’t the best tracker in the world, but nor was he the worst.
Years in Akatsuki had sharpened his skill; he was a better tracker than most jonin. And yet, this...woman had managed to completely confuse him more than once.
Cursing Deidara looked around the dingy town her trail had lead him to, it was a small village on the outskirts of Rock, Deidara sighed, listening the screams of a local bar.
If she wasn’t there he might at least find the excuse to kill someone, or someone’s...Deidara smiled at the thought, kicking his feet into a run.
------
Sakura sighed, wishing she had someone worth while to fight, nearly everyone in the bar was dead. Her obvious anger at being called, “pink-haired little girl” shown in their numbers. Sakura cracked her neck, smiling as she felt a chakra signature approaching quickly.
The chakra was massive, and strangely familiar. Sakura reached into her bag, feeling around for her kunai pouch, her bag slung over one shoulder Sakura went to meet her new challenge.
It was colder outside, the midnight sun offered her little warmth. Sakura left her bag by the front of the building, spinning a kunai between nimble fingers. Her green eyes slowly drifted up, she settled them upon the blonde Akatsuki member crouched on the roof of the building across the road.
She frowned; she knew she had seen him before. “Un, Sakura?”
“Ah.” She crossed her arms stubbornly, raising a well formed brow. “What’s it to you?”
“I remember you, yeah. That little brat who killed Sasori-danna.” Sakura nodded her head, finally having grasped where she had seen him before.
“And your that annoying she-man who adds, yeah, to all your sentences.”
“Un, I do not!” Deidara looked insulted, she merely shrugged in response.
“Every other sentence, then. It really doesn’t make much of a difference. It’s still annoying.”
“And to add to that, I’m male, yeah.” Sakura rolled her eyes, raising her kunai.
“Now, she-man, why would you want to know my name?”
Deidara growled, “I'm a man! And my name is Deidara!”
“Right. Anyway, pray tell why you want my name?”
“Akatsuki business. Now if you could just come quietly, yeah?” Seeing she wasn’t about to go without a fight Deidara made a small clay bug. Sending the bug away he retrieved a hand full of shuriken from one of the many pockets inside his cloak.
Sakura leapt up towards him, holding her kunai backwards, Deidara let fly five of the shuriken held in between each of his fingers. While she was hitting them aside he directed the bug to her back of her neck. She was coming at him again, he threw the last of his shuriken, bringing his hands together in a familiar seal.
The bug rooted firmly to Sakura’s neck let out a massive blast of electricity, she gasped, her eyes slid closed. Deidara caught her as she fell, quickly binding her hands and feet with chakra rope. With a grunt Deidara hefted the small kunoichi onto his shoulder.
Deidara gave an annoyed snort, she was allot heavier than she looked.
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Ino stared out into the rain, her mood as bleak as the weather. She sighed, letting her head fall into her hands. It wasn’t supposed to turn out like this, no one had thought loosing Sasuke would drive Sakura to leave the village.
Missing nin.
Ino slowly massaged her temples. Without realizing it she began to cry, that bastard. Sasuke had been lying to everyone, apparently while he had been dating Ino- he had also been seeing Sakura. And they weren’t the only ones.
He really only cared about that damned clan of his. Ino shook her head, sliding the large diamond ring off her slender finger. She reached into the drawer below her, quickly she began to form a note.
The first three were useless; her tears had smeared all the words away. When Ino had finally composed a letter she was willing to leave the boy she had loved all her life, she moved to the hall closet and pulled out the largest suitcase inside.
Standing Ino moved to the bedroom they had for some time shared, after quickly packing all her belongings into the large suitcase Ino set the note and her ring on the small table beside the front door.
Ino paused on the front doorstep, she no longer had a house, she had canceled her apartment’s contract when Sasuke proposed. Ino nodded shortly, making her way towards Shikamaru’s home.
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Deidara stood over Sakura studying her face. Finally he crouched down sticking a finger into his mouth, he removed the finger and placed it into Sakura’s ear. She screamed, her eyes flying open.
“You freak! That’s disgusting!” Deidara smiled, shaking a large canteen of water above her head. She eyed it hungrily, his smile grew.
“Un, are you thirsty?”
She glared at him, “I was just electrocuted and I’m dehydrated. Yes I’m thirsty!”
“Oh good.” Deidara pulled out the cord, sloshing the water inside the canteen around. He placed the tip to her chapped lips. Sakura greedily drank, refusing to let the bottle go she clenched at it with her teeth.
With the last drop gone Sakura reluctantly let go, Deidara held the bottle upside down giving it a firm shake. He then faced her, a scowl over his feminine features. “Pig.”
She couldn’t think of a witty remark, so she settling with giving him a half-hearted glare, Sakura yawned. “Can I have a pillow or something?”
“Un.” Deidara pointed to his tent. Cocking her head to the side to show she didn’t understand Sakura studied the small tent. Deidara placed an arm behind her back, the other under her legs. Sakura squealed as he picked her up off the cold ground.
“What--What are you doing?!”
“Do you have to be so loud, mm?” Sakura scowled at him. Deidara ignored the look she was giving him and instead concentrated on getting her into the small tent. Deidara fell to one knee, tossing her into the tent before following her in.
“I am not sharing at tent with you!”
He rolled to his side, “Goodnight, Sakura.”
“Asshole.”
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Naruto hugged his wife, she wiped at her white eyes trying to return the smile. “Oh Naruto, when we heard you had been injured I feared the worst. I thought she had killed you like she’s done all the other hunter nins.”
Naruto gave her s false smile, “Sakura could never hurt me, you know that dear.”
Hinata frowned. “I know no such thing. She’s evil.”
“Hinata!”
“She’s a missing nin Naruto, and besides that she doesn’t love you, when will you realize that?!” Her eyes were filled with tears again, Naruto fixed her with a glare, she shrinked away from it, knowing she had gone too far.
“Regardless of how she feels, I will always love Sakura. I thought I loved you as well Hinata, but the longer we’re married the less I seem to know you.” Naruto moved towards the door, grabbing his ANBU uniform still sitting by the front door ready for the next day.
“Where are you going?!”
“Out.” She grabbed the back of his shirt burying her face into his back.
“I’m sorry Naruto, I’m sorry! Please don’t leave me!”
“I’m just going out.” He pulled her off, looking into her pale eyes.
Your lying to me!" She cried, reaching out for his shirt again.
"I'm not, I'm just going out with my teacher, let me go Hinata."
"Why are you lying to me?! Will I never be as good as precious Sakura-chan?!" She screamed slapping a hand over her mouth the second the words left her mouth. "Naruto- I'm so sorry.."
His eyes were cold as he looked at her. “Hinata, I want a divorce. I’m sorry, but I don’t love you anymore.” She fell to her knees, staring blindly up at him. “Your not the woman I married.”
He opened the door, pausing to look back. “Naruto, p-please don’t go! I love you!”
“I’ll be back for my things tomorrow. Goodbye Hinata.”
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Sakura was warm. She slowly opened her eyes, looking down at the arms wrapped around her waist in confusion. Slowly she began to put the pieces together.
“Get off me you pervert!”
------
Thank you to everyone who reviewed. I’m having a great time writing this story, so updates will be more often than not. Forgive me if this chapter seems rushed, I wanted to continue writing before I lost all my mojo! Thanks again to all my reviewers.
I do not hate Sasuke, nor do I hate Hinata, they are playing necessary roles in this story.