"Cock sucker!" she spat, storming back into the reception area. "Next 
time I see that lazy bastard, I'm gonna rip 'is nuts off and shove 'em 
so far up his ass, he'll be able ta-"

O.o;; Inventive!

"You need to calm down," Anko interrupted with a snort. Pushing off of 
the nurse station beside the doors, she fell into step with the fuming 
young kunoichi. "It hasn't been _that_ long, and you're making me look 
bad."

Is that even POSSIBLE?

"Well it looks pretty fuckin' bad!" Temari snapped, not looking up. 
Instead, her eyes fell to the pile of shredded cloth at her feet. What 
remained of Sakura's clothes were stained completely black with crusty, 
dried blood; they'd had to _peel_ them off of her so the doctor could 
treat her wounds.

Mmm, peeling Sakura...

"Maybe if I had a fuckin' _teacher_ ta _explain_ things ta me I wouldn't 
have ta figure shit out by myself!" Temari countered acidly, not giving 
an inch. "Ain't that how it's suppose'ta work- or did 'Orochimaru-sama' 
do it different?"

Ouch.

"KYAAA! Where are my clothes?" Sakura squealed, turning beet-red as she 
quickly pulled Anko's coat up under her arms.

"Casualty of war," Anko replied, returning her attention to the girl 
sitting on top of her. "You can get off now," she suggested, eyeing 
Temari impatiently. "Or do you need help with that too?"

Ouch!

Temari's lips curled into a mischievous grin. "But it's so much better 
when you do it, Anko-chan," she purred breathily, leaning back to thrust 
her hips toward Anko's face.

H_H

"Hey, I'm the one that should be offended here!" Anko snapped. Crossing 
her arms, she squinted threateningly at her co-worker. "What part of 
that foul-mouthed, body-snatching little freak resembles me?" she 
demanded.

"Bite me, ya monster-fuckin' whore!"

The prostitution rests!

Frowning, Yoshinari walked around to look at Sakura from another angle. 
"The first thing most children learn to pierce is clothing, because it's 
easy to make the distinction between living and inanimate 'layers.'"

"Hah! No wonder Hinata's always blushin' when she looks at Naruto," 

Yeah, we ALL know she's doing that. XD

"I fuckin' told'ja, my tongue ain't long enough fer that!" Temari called 
back as Anko slipped out and the door began to shut again. "And we don't 
have any candles or gerbils!

O.o;;

Sakura twitched as a chill ran down her spine. "VIDEO!?"

"FUCK! You guys really are perverts!"

And how grateful we are for that!

"Hmm... I might be able to better observe the chakra flow if your bodies 
were situated on the same plane of reference," the ANBU observed 
critically, when Sakura stared leaning toward Temari's face. "Maybe you 
should get on top of her."

Perv!!

*Huh?* Opening her eyes, the first thing Sakura realized was that she 
was kissing Temari. She was, in fact, 'deep kissing' Temari, with the 
tip of her tongue sliding along the peaks of the blonde girl's teeth.

Wooooooooo!

When she lifted her head to break the seal of their lips, Sakura noticed 
that was that she was no longer crouching on her hands and knees over 
the bound kunoichi. Instead, she was pressed rather... intimately 
against the length of Temari's body- and both of them were still very 
naked.

H_H!!

Automatically, her thoughts turned to her own 'teacher.' Anko had seemed 
fine when they'd spoken earlier, but the examiner had excused herself to 
return to her duties before Sakura had found the nerve to ask her how 
she was holding up.

Well, it doesn't involve a bra...

Standing, Yoshinari offered Sakura a hand up. "Because we have no way to 
predict how your possession of Temari might affect you, Ibiki-san thinks 
it would be best if you stayed here for a few days, for observation."

Which is a polite way of saying "we want to turn you into the camp whore".

"I'll just have to work _twice_ as hard as when I was trying to beat 
Ino!" Sakura resolved, but she stopped in her tracks when she pictured 
Gai-sensei beaming at her and giving her a thumb's up. *Dammit, now I'm 
_really_ starting to act like Lee-kun.*

Time to get green spandex and a bowl cut!

Idly, Sakura wondered if Anko would teach her how to do that endless 
maze genjutsu. *Heh, I'll bet it would be _days_ before Naruto realized 
that it was an illusion.* Sakura giggled evilly as she imagined Naruto 
running naked and afraid from a forest of swaying, suction-cupped 
tendrils, and a faint blush lit her cheeks when Sasuke joined the blonde 
boy.

Ewwwwwwww!

"Thank the gods, you're safe!" Wrapping its many sundry limbs around the 
stunned kunoichi to prevent its prey from getting away, the lascivious 
demon lifted Sakura off her feet as it dragged her into its lair... 
where it turned out to be none other than Sakura's mother.

Sakura's mother is a tentacle demon? ....that'd explain a lot...

"Well close the door and take off your clothes, so I can see," the 
taller woman replied, moving a few steps away.

Man, EVERYBODY wants to get Sakura naked!

"I just got off," Anko explained

H_H!!

"Hey, I can be an 'adult' when I need to be," Anko whined. "Speaking of 
children though-" Anko reached up to cup Sakura's breasts. "Hmm... I 
guess do have them after all, or is this just swelling?"

Oh, so wrong! XD

"The Hyuuga start doing chakra exercises when they're really young, so 
their bodies grow fast. Next time you see her, why don't you ask her how 
old she was when she started wearing a bra."

"I- I couldn't do that! She'd think I was some sort of pervert!"

"A pervert? It's not _that_ weird a question, Sakura-chan. Unless... Do 
you _like_ shy little Hinata-chan? And here I figured assertive girls 
were more your type..."

*DIES*

Good chapter all around. XD

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