~Chapter One: Why Did You Leave Me?~

It was cold. Snow was falling everywhere, gently descending to touch the frozen earth. The neighborhood seemed lifeless, even though the distant drum of speeding cars could be heard in the distance. There was not a soul insight, except for a single person, briskly walking down the street.

The person seemed to be a petite girl, no taller than 5'4", and she seemed unfazed by the cold around her; wearing only a long sleeved shirt, capris, and a cloak draped over her figure. She had her hood up, and you couldn't see much of her face except for her small, pink lips. She seemed to be in a hurry, walking quickly, but not fast enough for it to be considered running. It was a strange sight, to see a lone girl walking down a deserted road.

A little way down, in a secluded area of the neighborhood, stood a lone, modest house, which at most must've consisted of only two bedrooms. It was a simple house, nothing special, but not exactly dull. It had a comfy look to it, and seemed very inviting. The girl turned on the walkway that led up to the house, and after fishing out her keys from her pocket, unlocked and entered her home.

As she entered her house, her cat came forth to greet her, the darkness making its green eyes shine in the brightness. After petting her pet, the girl removed her cloak to reveal her beautiful face. Her skin was a soft peachy color, her face the shape of a heart, and her eyes a vivid emerald green, highlighted by her bright pink, shoulder length hair.

But something seemed to be missing. Her eyes didn't seem to hold much life in them, and haven't for a long time now. Ever since her heart was broken, the girl never seemed to be able to be as lively as she was before. A piece of her was missing forever. Or so it seemed.

"I guess I should check my messages." She wondered out loud, her smooth, soft voice flowing through the house.

She walked to her phone, where the red button was blinking, and pushed it. She sat down as she listened to her messages.

*Beep* "Sakura, it's me Ino. Where have you been? I've called you, text you and you wouldn't reply! I can understand if you're bummed, but I'm your best friend! Jeeze, I swear, sometimes you get more on my nerves than Naruto himself. Lighten up will ya? Well anyways, I called to ask you to come to the bar and kick it back with us. It will be great! Come over to my place around seven, and we'll head out from there, okay? Bye."

The girl, whose name we now know as Sakura, glanced at the clock. It read 7:30 and she knew it was too late to go. She just wished Ino wouldn't mind. Ha-ha. She laughed to herself thinking about how they became best friends.

~Flashback~

A young Sakura walked into a classroom, a pink blush adorning her face. You didn't have to think twice to know that she was extremely shy and embarrassed to be here. She wouldn't budge from her space behind the door, and her teacher, Iruka-sensei, had to draw her to the middle of the class.

"Class, I would like you to meet Sakura Haruno, she will be our new student."

You could hear muffled laughter in the background; everyone thought she wouldn't last a week in this school. Firstly, she was so quiet and weak looking, and secondly, this was a top notch school for top notch people to come and learn to be spies. If Sakura Haruno thought she has what it takes, she's in for a heap of trouble.

"Okay Sakura, you can go sit next to Ino over there." Iruka-sensei said as he pointed towards a girl with long, blonde hair in a ponytail. Ino politely raised her hand as she realized Iruka-sensei was pointing at her.

Ugh, why does billboard brow have to sit next to me? Ino thought, as Sakura made her way towards her seat. As she sat down, Sakura spoke.

"Hi, my name is Sakura, what's yours?"

Instead of a reply, she was greeted with Ino's cold demeanor. Sakura knew she was going to have a hard time making friends at this school. She couldn't help that she looked so weak…

"Alright class, now that I have taken attendance, let's head out to the back for some exercises."

All the kids shouted with joy, as they pushed and shoved their way out of the classroom. Sakura patiently waited in her seat until most had left, and began making her way towards the door. She didn't want to get trampled on, and was happy that she didn't because she waited.

When she reached the training grounds, Sakura gasped. Everyone was training vigorously! Kids as young as five, to as old as fifteen; Sakura couldn't help and just stared at the scene with her mouth agape. Her eyes then landed on her class and on a particular someone.

Sasuke… Sakura thought, she heard his name while Iruka-sensei was taking attendance. He looked the most graceful of all, with his calm demeanor and steady set eyes. He was graceful in his movements, and it seemed as if he wasn't trying. No wonder people called him a prodigy; he was absolutely amazing!

"Kyaa! Sasuke-kun!" Sakura turned towards the noise, and saw every girl from her class, and other classes too, crowding around the area in which Sasuke was practicing. It was like a fanclub, and Sakura felt a pang of sorriness wash over her. Poor Sasuke had to deal with them every day. Well, she made up her mind and decided never to join the fanclub. But she would still watch him from afar, because she knew she had a little crush on him, despite not knowing anything about him.

She knew she had to get his attention somehow though, he seemed so lifeless and cold to all the girls. Then Sakura thought of an idea. She would become the strongest spy there is.

When Ino saw Sakura trying her hardest to throw a kunai straight but failing miserably, she felt a pang of sympathy for her. She realized as her and all the other girls were gawking over Sasuke, Sakura was actually trying to do her best. Ino liked this girl, and decided to help her.

"Oi, billboard brow, let me show you how it's done." Ino said, as she demonstrated throwing a kunai. Sakura was able to copy her movements with astounding accuracy. Ino smirked.

She would like this girl, but she wasn't one to be out done.

~End of Flashback~

You could hear the soft laughter of the pinkette echo through the empty house. She was only ten back then; it had been eleven years now. Sakura was now twenty-one, and one of the top spies of her days.

She had grown in those years too. She used to be a shy, soft spoken girl, but she had come a long way from that. She was now as headstrong as her friend, Naruto, and could pack real mean punch. She was a quick learner, so made her way to the top with only slight difficulty. At times she seemed to rush into everything at once, but sometimes, she seemed to be wise beyond her years. Everyone knew they could trust and count on Sakura, and she knew she could say the same about her friends.

She walked into her room and sat down on her bed. There was a picture frame that seemed to have been knocked over, and she picked it up to look at it. It was a picture of her team from Konoha Spy Academy, back in the good old days when everyone was happy and care free. Sakura looked at Naruto, Kakashi, and then Sasuke, and couldn't stop the few tears from falling and landing on top of Sasuke's face. She had grown close to all of them over the years, but Sasuke the most. They were best friends, lovers, and soul mates. And all that was taken away from her by one single mistake. Sakura never gotten over it; she hated feeling so weak and alone.

~Flashback~

"Tsunade-sama! Tsunade-sama! Is Sasuke back yet?"

The big busted, blonde hair lady turned to look at Sakura with a solemn face; Sakura was her favorite pupil, and loved her like a daughter. She didn't want to watch her heart break, but she knew she had to tell her.

"Sakura… I'm sorry. Sasuke, he didn't make it. There was an explosion, his teammates did everything they could, but it wasn't enough. I'm sorry Sakura, Sasuke isn't coming back."

Sakura couldn't believe it. She could feel the tears running down her face, but she didn't feel the emotion. She felt empty, like her soul had been sucked out of her. Her lover, her life, was gone? How could that be? He had his teammates with him, couldn't they have tried anything? It just wasn't fair! What did she do to deserve this?

Sakura fell to the floor with a heart wrenching sob and she could vaguely feel Tsunade trying to comfort her. Sakura knew she would never be whole again, not unless by some miracle, she got Sasuke back.

~End of Flashback~

Sakura could feel the migraine coming on. She hated thinking about Sasuke, all the pain would come crashing down on her. She glanced at the heart shaped necklace on her side table; it was the same green as her eyes, with onyx gems that were the same color as Sasuke's. It was her favorite item that she owned, Sasuke had given it to her on her birthday; the day Sasuke confessed his feelings for her. In front of everybody. Sakura's lips tugged into a smile as she recalled the memory. Sasuke wasn't the world's most social person, and let's just say that Naruto, Sasuke's best friend, had gotten beaten to a bloody pulp for saying some things to Sasuke.

Sakura got up to take a nice, long, relaxing shower, but stopped midway as she heard her cell phone ring.

"Ugh, what is it now? And I thought I could finally have some peace."

Sakura slowly walked to her phone, and read the caller ID. It was strange, the number was from work, and they usually never called her on her cell phone unless it was urgent.

"Hello?"

"Haruno-san?" A gruff voice spoke from the other end. Sakura immediately recognized him as Ibiki Morino.

"Morino-sensei?"

"Yes, Sakura, I have some urgent news to tell you. We think we may know of Sasuke's current location."

"What?" Sakura couldn't believe it, Sasuke, alive?