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mayurakarin · 8 months ago

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Extra number 2:

Deidara was in his room painting his nails black. It had been a while since the last time he had done it, and in his opinion, even as a bloodthirsty psychopathic criminal obsessed with explosions, he had to keep his appearance impeccable, including his hair and nails. He considered poorly painted nails to look horrible, so now, with great calm, he was removing them, trimming, and preparing to paint them again. Fortunately, he hadn't made the first stroke when the door slammed open.

"Barbie! What are you doing?" asked Sakura, wearing yellow pajamas with pink bunnies. It would soon be bedtime; this time, Konan had helped her change clothes.

Without waiting for Deidara's response, she sat on the bed and saw him painting his nails.

"I'm very busy, I don't have time for silly games of silly girls," Deidara replied irritably.

Sakura puffed her cheeks until she noticed the nail polish, nail clippers, and acetone. Without asking for permission, she grabbed the bottle, despite Deidara's complaints.

"I want to paint my nails too, nii-san and oka-san promised to help me, but they're so busy they haven't been able to. I just want to be..."

Sakura's downcast face, combined with that stray puppy look, made Deidara growl.

"Fine, I'll help you paint them."

Sakura jumped onto the bed and pounced on Deidara to give him a loud kiss on the cheek. Despite the string of nonsensical words that trailed in the background, the last thing he heard was something about a slumber party with Barbie that would be fun. After that, she tuned out to give her first strokes of black to her nails. When she finished painting both their hands, she noticed that Sakura had stopped talking at some point.

"What's wrong with you? Did you break already?" Deidara asked, squinting as he saw Sakura so focused on the newly painted nails.

"You're definitely a Barbie."

"What?" His body bristled. Was she calling him gay? No, she couldn't possibly know what that concept was when she was just eight years old.

"I'm manly, I'm as much of a man as anyone else. If you understood, you'd know what I've done with many women," he scoffed, even though he knew she wouldn't understand and didn't want her to ask, "how do babies come into the world."

He leaned slightly back as Sakura approached to inspect him closely. She was so close that it made him uncomfortable; her eyes fixed on his hair, his nails, his eyes, and the nail polish consecutively.

"You're still a Barbie."

The door opened again.

"Saku-chan, it's time to sleep! What's this? Why are you having a slumber party without telling Tobi? Tobi feels offended!" Tobi yelled, leaping onto the bed.

At the door, Kisame and Itachi were still standing. They had come to fetch Sakura; it was time for her to go to bed. When Tobi found out, he simply stuck to them, as a result, both of them watched Sakura play with Tobi on the bed with Deidara's pillows, muttering something about slumber parties to Deidara's complaints.

"Furball with legs, it's time for you to sleep," Kisame said.

Both Sakura and Tobi complained; after all, they were having a lot of fun. Deidara smiled triumphantly as he saw the two intruders in his bed obeying at the first go and joining Kisame and Itachi.

"You painted your nails," Itachi remarked, noticing that Sakura's nails were painted black.

A big smile spread across the pink-haired girl's lips; she proudly showed her hands because once again she had something that connected her with Akatsuki.

"Barbie painted them for me."

"Look, Sakura, Kisame and Itachi also paint their nails, and they are as manly as I am," Deidara pointed out, feeling victorious as he brought up the nail polish topic again.

The room fell silent as the four heads turned towards Deidara, watching him closely. For Kisame, Itachi, and Tobi, it wasn't difficult to understand what they were talking about before entering; Deidara's statement alone said it all.

"I've seen Nii-san, Sharkie, grandpa, and even dad paint their nails, and none of them look as Barbie as you do, they look manly," she said with a big smile before taking Tobi and Itachi's hands, who didn't know what to say. They simply followed Sakura down the hallway, and Kisame followed suit, laughing openly.

"I'M NOT EFFEMINATE! I'M VERY MASCULINE!"

#sakura haruno #fanfic #sakurathebeginningofakunoichi #akatsuki #deidara #tobi naruto #kakuzu #sasori #kisame hoshigaki #hidan #naruto #zetzu

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mayurakarin · 8 months ago

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Extra number 1:

At the dining table, Pain, Konan, Sakura, Itachi, Kisame, Sasori, Tobi, and Zetsu awaited their meal. Kisame grumbled, "I hope it's not frozen or canned food again, or I'll die."

"You served canned food yesterday," Sasori replied unperturbed.

"It's that or die of food poisoning," Kisame retorted almost instantly.

"I don't need to eat, I'm a puppet," Sasori added with a smug smile.

"Tobi's hungry, Tobi wants to eat!" Tobi shouted just for fun.

Kisame's irritation led him to grab his sword, ready to shed blood, until Pain's gaze stopped him. Mealtime always put everyone in a bad mood and hungry. It was Orochimaru's turn to prepare the food, after Kisame had his turn the day before.

Despite being experts in the arts of assassination, the members of Akatsuki left much to be desired in the kitchen. When it wasn't Itachi's turn, they secretly looked forward to his culinary skills. They resorted to frozen food, buying groceries, or serving canned food.

Kisame was about to protest again when Orochimaru appeared with a large covered pot. Even Sasori, Pain, and Konan looked on with curiosity, eager to see what Orochimaru had cooked up, as he preferred to buy ready-made food.

"What have you prepared, Orochimaru?" Sakura asked curiously, rising from her seat to get a better look.

They fell silent as they watched the little cotton ball exit the room. Soon, noises began to be heard, and no one dared to move; even the food, which seemed to come to life, ceased its movement. Pots, pans, cutlery, and other utensils clanked until Sakura finally appeared, struggling to stay upright as she carried a tray containing a large spinach salad with yogurt and strawberries, a large pot, and she even made lemon water. Orochimaru helped her set things down.

Silence reigned in the room. The salad looked delicious, and they didn't know what to expect from the pot. Seeing Sakura patiently take her seat, Itachi gathered the courage to lift the lid. Angels seemed to sing, and a ray of light emerged from the pot, filling the dining room with the delightful scent of chicken breast with vegetables. Even Sasori's mouth watered.

"If you can't cook, just say so. I can handle the kitchen for you; my family used to make me cook for them," she said simply before helping herself to some food.

"You cook half the week, and I'll take the other half," Itachi added after trying the salad.

From that day on, Akatsuki sang praises to Sakura and Itachi for saving them from certain death by eating what Orochimaru had prepared and what they likely would have cooked themselves. Even Sasori started eating more often, even though he didn't need to.

#sakura haruno #akatsuki #sakura the beginin of a kunoichi #itachi uchiha #konan #naruto #sasori #fanfic #kisame hoshigaki #tobi naruto

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mayurakarin · 9 months ago

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Tired of her life, she flees the village with Itachi to become strong. Upon returning after many years, she infiltrates Konoha to lead a normal life and ends up in Team 7. From the start, she knew that gaining recognition and keeping up with others would be an uphill battle with multiple challenges and barriers. A boy without a family, a boy hated by the village, a girl hated by her family, and a teacher who has lost everything; a team destined for trouble.

#sakura haruno #sasuke uchiha #akatsuki #naruto #itachi #kakashi hatake #fanfic

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mayurakarin · 2 years ago

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