Author: HannahSakura.Pinoy PM
Sasuke believed no one would find her after she changed back to her body's true form. She disregards Orochimaru's offer and leaves Konoha to fulfill her goal on her own. Years later she gets discovered by a familiar Konoha-nin who decides he wants her as his woman despite her young age. Sasuke only has eyes on her brother, but Genma will soon change that. FEMALE Sasuke x GenmaRated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Sasuke U. & Genma S. - Chapters: 2 - Words: 3,565 - Reviews: 19 - Favs: 12 - Follows: 25 - Updated: 08-23-12 - Published: 11-12-10 - id: 6470965
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It was the perfect time to act. Most of the guests of the inn were either drinking in the bar and lounge or had already turned in for the night. The servers, too, were similarly engaged with the high number of customers. Through the curtain that separated the kitchen from the dining hall, the female took a peak and spotted her target still enjoying himself with alcohol, boasting loudly to his equally drunk companions.
Sasuke wiped her damp palms on her still immaculate apron that came with the drab kimono uniform. Her long wavy brown wig slightly obscured her face and the right make up made her look plain. No one would ever guess that she wasn't who she appeared to be. She looked exactly like an ordinary waitress.
Taking a tray with a bottle of warm sake on it she emerged from the kitchen, wove her way through the crowded floor, swerving past grasping hands, and went up the stairs that led to the guest rooms. The wavering light of the lamps that lined the walls of the long hallway revealed a dozen identical doors. There were no numbers to tell the rooms apart and fortunately she had managed earlier to see her target emerge from his room and so didn't have to check every single one.
Quickly she moved to the fifth door on the right, listened to confirm no one was inside, and grasped the knob with her free hand. It was locked. Glancing around, she assured herself that no one was coming then drew a hairpin from her hair and picked the simple lock easily. She stepped inside and closed the door, setting the tray on the low table in the center of the fairly large room and began searching the drawers and bags. She rummaged through the hanging garments, checked all the pockets and looked for hidden ones and found nothing of interest.
Behind the bed's headboard there were several letters and a small pouch of coins. Hastily scanning each page she found no relevant information.
Another false lead.
When there was no longer anything left to look through she made a quick survey to ensure that everything was exactly as she found them and was heading toward the door to leave, then she heard a key turning the lock. Sasuke cursed under her breath. The man outside began rattling the key, trying to turn the lock that was already open.
Sasuke made to escape through the window but it wouldn't open all the way. The knob was being turned. When the door swung open, Sasuke was by the table with the tray in her hands, appearing to have been in the middle of leaving sake for the guest, looking up at him in innocent surprise. Yamashiro Kakuta was larger close up than she realized.
"What are you doing here, girl?" he growled in a slurred voice. "How did you get in? My room was locked."
"It was open, sir," she said meekly, bowing her head and avoiding his eyes in a polite, servile way. " I was just delivering the sake you ordered. I'll be on my way."
"I didn't—. Never mind."
He appeared to relax slightly although still annoyed and muttered something about cheap locks. He closed the door and crossed the room unsteadily. "Don't leave yet. It's a cold night. I could use a little warmth in my bed.
Sasuke dodged to one side as he reached for her. "Good night, sir," she said, hiding her slight alarm and irritation, and darted toward the door.
"Not so fast!" He grabbed her waist and jerked her to a halt. Pulling away, she fought the urge to kick him and blow her cover. Despite his flashy attire and seeming lack of grace, she felt the strong hard muscles in his arms and legs and recognized the callused hands of one accustomed to weapons. He was definitely a shinobi as she had suspected. But he had no connection to the one she was looking for.
He pulled her into a tight embrace as he turned her to face him and she felt something hard strapped under his wrists, hidden by the sleeves of his coat. Sasuke forced herself to relax but kept her mouth closed tightly against the invasion of his tongue. One of his hands moved to her breasts as he took her stillness as compliance. She broke away as soon as he released his grip, making it to the door and out halfway into the corridor but he caught her again. "You're faster than you look."
In their struggle as he tried to carry her back he was knocked off balance, ending up sprawled on top of her. As she gasped for breath he roughly pulled open her kimono down her waist. "Much nicer than I expected."
She watched him look down at her with drunken desire and decided she had to kill him, before he finds the kunai strapped to her thigh. While he was distracted with kissing her she reached for it. And suddenly his heavy weight was gone and she could breathe again.
"The young lady doesn't seem interested," said a cool, slightly cocky voice. Sasuke looked up to the tall, brown-haired man pinning her assailant to the wall seemingly exerting little pressure but Yamashiro was unable to break free.
"I never want to see you near her again, got that?" his low, dangerous voice whispered. Yamashiro grunted in response and was released. It looked like he still wanted to attempt a final strike but smartly thought better of it. He glared down at both of them as he stumbled back to his room, banging the door shut loudly.
Her rescuer turned around and grinned down at her and Sasuke stiffened in recognition. He was the referee during the Chuunin final exams. She didn't doubt it even though he wore plain clothes. Between his lips was a toothpick instead of a senbon needle
Genma watched the young girl staring up at him with wide blue eyes, probably still in shock. Her face seemed very plain, her hair dull, but her body was pleasing. Very lovely, he thought as he fought to keep his gaze on her face and not on her exposed breasts. He offered her a hand and she almost cringed away but accepted it hesitantly and let him pull her to her feet. She turned away to fix her clothes.
Sasuke still couldn't relax even though he did not seem to recognize her at all. She knew she was being paranoid. He couldn't possibly put her twelve-year old face and her disguised one together. Taking a deep breath, she relaxed visibly, although inside there was a chaotic flurry of alarm bells ringing.
"Thank you very much for helping me, sir." She couldn't stick around any longer, and had no reason to either. It was also dangerous to stay because if one Konoha shinobi was here, there were probably others in town with him. Immediately, she hurried down the rest of hallway toward the stairway.
"Wait!" Genma called out, grabbing her wrist. "What's your name?"
His grip only tightened when he tried to pull away. "Aya," she said automatically, hiding her face with her long hair.
He bent down to her height and watched her, amused with her timidity and found it cute. Reverting to an air of polite detachment, he said, "Get a good sleep then, Aya, and forget about tonight."
Relieved that she could go and wasn't even suspected, she sighed and hurried away. Finally, she thought and then bumped into someone as she rounded the corner. Again Sasuke cursed herself for being clumsy and careless, apologizing to the person automatically.
"No, it's my fault." He said, and then their eyes met.
Oh no. Not again.
Hyuuga Neji's eyes narrowed as he peered down at her. He was one of the worst people that could have seen her. They stared at each other for a long minute before she became aware of her expression. Her eyes had become so wide with surprise and her forehead creased with worry. She ducked her head immediately upon realizing this and struggled to neutralize her expression, telling herself that he couldn't possibly recognize her after, not after three years, not under all these layers of disguise.
After what seemed like an eternity he finally moved around her and walked towards Genma. She scurried away, acting frightened, exactly how she supposed a girl who was almost raped would act.
"Take care, Aya-chan!" Genma called out, watching the frightened girl run away. Turning to his seventeen-year old companion, he raised his eyebrow at his thoughtful expression. "What is it?"
"It's nothing," he answered, even though Neji though there was something unusual about that girl just now. She looked like any ordinary girl, but somehow there was something familiar about her. He couldn't erase the expression she wore when their eyes met. It seemed at first that she recognized him too, but apparently he was mistaken. "Did you find anything?"
"There was a little incident just before I could get to that." Genma recounted what had occurred minutes before his arrival and Neji decided the girl was just frightened of a repeat episode.
Putting the girl away from his mind, the young jounin looked at his captain who read his thoughts and turned towards Yamashiro's. He cracked his knuckles and smirked as he broke through the door, shocking the man awake.
"You again! What are—!" Genma's fist silenced him while the Hyuuga searched the room for any evidence linking him to Akatsuki. They found the letters hidden behind the headboard but it contained only correspondence with a drug dealer about certain safe locations to meet buyers. There was nothing else remotely relevant in the room. They had followed a useless lead.
After they confirmed the sighting two weeks ago their team had been made a temporary reconnaissance group focusing on the whereabouts of the notorious fugitive group. So far the following three leads, including tonight's, were false, and if it continues then the group will cease operating. Not that Genma minded seeing as Akatsuki hadn't been very active for the last few years.
The two Konoha shinobi reported Yamashiro to the police before they left to go back their camp in the forest, having decided earlier to sleep outdoors that night since they hadn't received their group allowance yet.
Sasuke watched them as they left the inn. Tonight wasn't the first time she had encountered a Leaf-nin and so decided to ignore the foreboding feeling that crept into her heart.
She waited for them downstairs, of course still disguised and hidden within shadows, having suspected that they might be after something or someone in town. Apparently it wasn't her as she'd initially feared and declared to herself that they must have already disregarded the existence of 'Aya' from their minds. Their purpose here was the same as hers and as they both found out it was a futile chase which she was frustrated with. If she'd gone upstairs earlier she probably wouldn't have crossed paths with either Yamashiro or those two but anyway in the end it all went quite well. As she left the town, she decided it was coincidental that they followed the same false lead, also believing she would never encounter them anymore.
She found out how wrong she was three days later.
So far I've update three of six Female Sasuke fics, including this. Check them out. Will update the other three as soon as I can, but I'm currently experiencing a writer's block hence I ended this chapter. It's frustrating.
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