Chapter 5: A Hallway of Murderous Chakra

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Just as she took her turn she felt a deadly chakra at the end of the hallway, making her freeze on her place. 'Wh-what is this?' She thought as her eyes showed pure fear. 'Move...move!' Sakura thought as she abruptly turned around and ran, unknown to her, a pair of red eyes watched her every move.

Sakura ran down the corridor and eventually bumped into someone. "Sorry." Sakura muttered as she hurriedly ran away. The person stopped her from running away by taking a hold on her wrist.

"I guess Konan-san didn't warn you about that hallway." A monotonous voice said. Sakura looked at the person and saw Sasuke's brother. "What's at the end of that hallway?" Sakura asked, fear still present in her eyes. "Hn." Itachi said.

'The hell?! Is that even an answer?!' Inner shouted. 'I think it's a follow me.' Sakura thought, as if on cue, Itachi started walking, Sakura followed. A few turns later, they reached Itachi's room. He motioned her to sit beside him on the bed.

"So what's at the end of that hallway?" Sakura asked. "It's a sealed room." Itachi said monotonously. "Nobody knows what's in it. Except for leader-sama and Konan-san." Itachi continued.

Sakura was silent for a while. Itachi was startled when she suddenly stood up. "I'm going to find out what's in it." She said as she walked away. "Hn. That girl is insane." Itachi mumbled to himself as he went to take a shower.

'Cha! I wanna back out!' Inner shouted as she sulks in the corner. Sakura glared at the hallway with her fists clenched. She slowly walked towards it slowly.

Five minutes later, Sakura reached the end of a hallway, only to find it sealed like what Itachi said. She did a hand sign with her right hand and layed her left palm on the door. "Kai." She mumbled as the papers on the door fell.

The door opened and murderous chakra met her. Sakura's eyes dilated as she is unable to move. "Sakura!" Someone shouted as she was pulled away. Another person jumped infront of them and resealed the door.

"S-sasori." Sakura mumbled, tears present in her eyes as Sasori pulled her away by her wrist. "Oi oi oi, un. What wrong with you cherry, un?" Deidara asked as he twitched.

"What was that?" She asked. "Dunno, un." Deidara said shrugging. "The only thing we know is that we should keep the seal active." Sasori said.

Kisame appeared around the corner amd grinned. "Yo, let's eat. 'tachi cooked." He said. Sakura tried to give Kisame a smile and said "Coming fish face." 'I'll leave that hallway alone for now.' Sakura thought.

They entered the dining room and saw different kinds of food present at the table. Sakura's eyes widened, not knowing that he can cook. "Itachi is our chef here in the Akatsuki. Considering that none of us can cook anything other than eggs. But we prefer our eggs rather than Itachi's." Kisame said, grinning.

"Yeah, says the f**king fish who burnt a s**tty boiled egg!" Hidan said, laughing as he entered the dining room. "It was an accident!" Kisame shouted twitching. "It costed me millions to repair the damage you made." Kakuzu said grumpily.

"It was just a thousand ryo." Itachi said monotonously as Hidan and Kisame argued in the background. "It's a waste of money!" Kakuzu retaliated as the artistic duo argued in the background about art with the other duo arguing about the proper way to cook boiled eggs. 'So it's possible to burn boiled eggs.' Sakura thought sweat dropping. 'It seems like it's possible here in the Akatsuki.' Inner replied.

To Be Continued...

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