#TheHungerGamesCrossover

[kishillaa]

SSM21 Day 8: Crossover

Sakura's heart beats inconveniently fast and hard against her chest as they waited for the female tribute to be elected. She turned her gaze to the male tribute, Sasuke Uchiha. She knows him, of course she does. He was famous, with his amazingly handsome look and that he is from the prestigious clan in District 12. But not only that, she remembered once he had gave her those bread, that suspiciously burnt not by accident, by throwing her way. They caught each others eyes that day, and she was forever grateful for what he'd done for her that moment.

She almost couldn't believe his name would be drawn though. From how his family lives, sure he doesn't need to add on his name to be drawn like how she and Naruto had to do.

Quickly, she raises her head up to look at Tsunade Senju on the stage, whose hands are gripping a piece of paper, which could most likely have her name on it knowing full well how much of that are there in turn for bags of food.

But what appear to be stumble out of Tsunade's mouth caught Sakura by surprise. Her eyes widen, before she quickly turn to look at her step sister, "Ino Yamanaka."

It was her first time for the reaping, she couldn't be so bad of a luck, could she?

There she was, hair so long and blond neatly braided and pull to her front over her chest from her shoulder, wearing the dress own by their mother, with her eyes open wide with shocked. Afraid. Ino is afraid. She is so young and so small, and definitely not suit for this sick game.

Sakura quickly avert her horror gaze to Naruto who at the same time turn to face her as well.

She didn't realized when she did, but at the moment she was running, shouting, "I volunteer as tribute!"

Her voice was confident, though the tears gave it away.

-

Sasuke is cold, and so distant. Kakashi, their coach has a tendency to drink so much, and end up drunk his ass off with out giving much of an advice.

It's only at the beginning, but she already hated it. And Tsunade, god, she hated her. Too bubbly, and colourful, and so loud.

Sakura padded her way towards Sasuke's room, not bother knocking his door as she opens it and welcome her self in.

"You and I need to talk." She said, her voice stern as she eyes him with seriousness.

Sasuke looks her way with a look of indifference, "What's it to talk about?"

Sakura huffs and sit on his bed, "A lot actually."

"First off, you need to stop acting so distant, and arrogant, and so quiet. Kakashi said its best to stick together in the beginning. So we at least need to have some sort of understanding. I'm not planning to die too soon."

Sasuke narrows his eyes at her, arms crossed as he moves closer, "I am not planning to die. Period."

"Good." Sakura nods her head once. "Work with me."

Sasuke snorted, "And what can you do?"

"Not just hang around the bakery and bake stuff apparently." She glares at him as she voiced out her sarcastic remark.

"What are you implying?!" He was in rage, and she feels bad about it. That's a really low blow.

Sakura sighs as she dip her head down, "I'm sorry. There's just so much things in my mind right now. Could we just, work together? Or at least be civil, I can't stand Kakashi and Tsunade alone."

Sasuke snorted, "Kakashi's a fool. Wonder how he won during his time as tribute."

"That's what exactly I was wondering about. You need to help me get it out of him somehow." Sakura said, content that Sasuke dismissed his anger.

"He was avoiding it every time we asked." He pointed out.

"He did. That's why we're doing this together." She beams at him.

Sasuke rolls his eyes at her but didn't say anything in return.

Sakura was delighted to say the least. Sasuke finally agreed to work with her. Or so she thought anyway.

-

"That was brilliant!" Kiba, Sakura's stylist, exclaimed as he appear beside her with his dog, Akamaru trailing behind him, wide grin adorned his face.

Sakura can't help but smile at him, "This is beautiful, Kiba. Thank you so much."

Sasuke's grasp tighten over hers asking for her attention. When Sakura looks over at him, he nods his head over to look at the other tributes. To say that she was nervous, was an understatement.

They're looking mostly fierce that she feels wary of herself.

Sasuke pulls her closer, "Just relax." He said, and she did.

-

She was crying, at least that's what she thought she was doing, as she closing the gap and captured Sasuke's lips into hers. It was a soft, lips grazing kiss, but a kiss nonetheless. She hoped it was enough for the cameras, for she has been desperate for herself and Sasuke, a badly injured Sasuke.

It was only a kiss, supposedly innocent meaningless kiss, just to get the attention of their audience, of the sponsor to give them some sort of help in the midst of their current situation.

But, as she pulls away and look into his dark dark eyes, she couldn't deny the intensity it carries. They were staring into each others eyes for how long, she didn't remember. It feels like anything didn't matter at that moment, just he and she and the cave. No prying eyes of the cameras, no audiences to watch their every move, no other tributes who probably on their way to find them, no nothing. Just Sasuke and Sakura, and then the cave.

Almost unconsciously they lean into each other, before their lips–bruised, cracked, probably busted–met, and then they were kissing. His lips are cold, but soft and he kisses really good that it make it up for the first point. Sakura melted into him as she cradle his face and bring him closer as she kisses him with just the same ferocity.

They only parted away from each other when they senses something coming their way.

Her idea has fruited anyways, not the way she intended but close enough.

As she looks over at Sasuke, she shyly look away as pink blush crept up her cheeks when he already is staring at her.

-

It was the end, everyone had died. It was just the two of them left. They had announced that the previous rules of allowing two victors has been revoked, and Sakura hated it. The capitol people were insane, they're delusional, crazy, idiot.

Just then, an idea struck her.

She pulls out the nightlock berries from her storage and offer them to Sasuke. They didn't say anything as they look into each other's eyes, silently communicating.

Sasuke nods, and Sakura did too, and right after showing the berries off for a better view, in order to threaten them and leave no victor of that year hunger game, they put it into their mouth. Before they could swallow it though, the Capitol took back the change and both were announced as winnner.

Spurting the berries out of her mouth Sakura jump onto Sasuke, latching herself against him. Sasuke–while wincing in pain from his injury that Sakura had contact with–calmly wrap his hands around Sakura's petite body, sniffing into her hair, and just for the sake of themselves, Sakura pull away a little and raises her head to meet with Sasuke's waiting lips. A sweet sweet closure for the dreaded obnoxiously hated game.