I've decided to start this new fic. Again, like CrissCross, this was a huge urge. I will still start the new story voted on my poll later this week. So two new stories coming up! Most likely, all of my stories will take longer to update. Sorry. But I have to come up with fresh and good ideas to add in my fics. Ok, now go on and read!

Summary: "You think it's funny?!" Smirk. "How dare you?!" Smirk. "I died for an arrogant jerk like you!" Twitch. "Forget our past lives, there is no way in hell that I will fall in love with you again!" Silence. "Then I guess it's pretty good that we're in heaven."

Disclaimer: This random plot of angels is mine. Nothing else.

Déjà vu

Chapter 01. Angels from Above

White wings retracted back as her shoulder blades arched upwards. Soft pink hair billowed gently in the morning breeze. A light shone down on her as she made her way to the Palace. Non-winged guards bowed down to her as she took quiet yet steady steps on the fluffy cloud grounds. A gentle smile lit up her face when the gates were opened for her. And in return, fifty other angelic faces sent the gesture back.

Sakura was quite proud of the attention she got. There weren't many angels anymore. Not as many as those human beings that lived back down on Earth. And to capture the few heavenly beings' eyes was enough of an accomplishment for her.

The grand gate shut behind her as she made her way through the lobby of the palace. The Heaven Palace, that is. It was a daily meeting for all those that had wings to meet with their 'god.' Actually, it was more like their boss, the one that ran the things, the one that assigned them missions to protect the earthlings.

So every morning, the fifty of them gathered inside the lobby. Routine. Nothing out of the ordinary. Well, apparently not for that day.

A blast of light hit Sakura from the front of the room. She, like the other fifty angels, stood in their respective positions and welcomed their 'master.' A dark figure landed on to the platform. That was who earthlings called 'god.' And contrary to popular earth beliefs, 'god' was a woman. Ha, that'll give them a shock. Sakura stared as her master's giant, white, glistening wings retracted. Her wings were larger and more powerful than the normal angels. She was 'god' after all. Sakura watched as the lady descended gracefully onto the platform. Normal. But Sakura also noticed a slightly smaller yet buffer figure land next to her master. The light diminished, and each being inside the lobby visibly gasped. Sakura clenched her hands and rolled them into fists. How dare he show up?

"Today we have a new recruitment from the Palace down south." Reported Tsunade, their master, her voice soft yet it trailed around the entire room. Sakura knew that although there was only one heaven, there were two palaces that held angels. The North Palace and the South Palace. Wasn't much of a difference despite the location. Both fortresses held the same purpose. Although, Sakura wasn't quite fond of the 'master' down there. But that was besides the point. Tsunade was god, and she traveled back and forth from both palaces. Her eyes narrowed as Tsunade gestured to the man standing beside her.

"Everyone, this is Sasuke Uchiha. Our new fellow angel. Please show him courtesy for his first few days here." Oh, I'll show him courtesy. Sakura growled mentally. She observed the male on the platform. Unruly yet tamed dark hair with a pair of deep onyx eyes. A toned body with an, arrogant for Sakura's opinion, but others would say carefree demeanor. Even the way he stood radiated the self importance he had. Sakura mentally gagged. He hadn't changed. She looked around at some of the female angels. All adorning a blush with admiring eyes. Oh god. Not this again.

Tsunade cleared her throat, catching the attention of everyone again, mostly the female population.

"Now, there are few missions to complete today." With that, she called out a few angels' names and gave them individual tasks. Nothing outrageous, just the normal 'wish upon a star', the praying, and birthday candle wishes that human beings made. Yes, angels did grant those requests, to the good people, that is. They also prevented illness at times. Occasionally, Heaven would notice some good souls that required supernatural attention. If they arrived at the scene in Earth at the right time, then usually, a life would be saved. But there were a few times when they were delayed. The result would be a transfer. Of course, it would be up to the one that lost the life. They could decide to rest in peace or join the force from above. Up to them. And based on their decision, Tsunade will order the rest of them on what to do. Whether to undergo the procedure or just set the person free.

Those that stood around Sakura were all human beings once, including herself. She remembered bitterly. All had decided to go above.

These thoughts had brought back memories. Memories Sakura wished she could forget. But no, she was most unfortunate to have seen him again. And more unfortunate still, when he saw her.

Sakura mentally battered herself when she looked into those shocked yet amused orbs. She couldn't curse. It was against angel logic. There would be no punishment if you did, but others would look down upon you. They did live in heaven, and all of them had to show a good example. But there was nothing more that Sakura wanted to do than curse at the man before her. He had already jumped down from the platform, landing gracefully of course, and had walked up in front of her. Eyes never leaving each other, they regarded one another. His orbs resembled something of amusement and a tinge of regret. 

Or maybe that was Sakura's imagination. Sasuke Uchiha never regretted anything. Again, another bitter thought.

Her eyes, she knew, radiated anger, disappointment, and the need to feel that smooth skin on his face as she punched the daylights out of him. Boy, she really wasn't a role model for angels.

The silence between the two of them prolonged long enough for Sakura to realize that the other beings had not left the lobby yet. Most of them were staring at her and Sasuke. Most of them meaning, the whole female population. This was the absolute worst thing that could happen. Sakura wished she never got out of her comfy cloud bed.

Sasuke was the one that initiated the conversation, or in Sakura's mind, argument.

"Long time no see." His voice was soft yet still as manly from before. Sakura shivered slightly, and she was furious to see a smirk on his face. Of course he'd notice. The need to curse came back, but Sakura composed herself on the outside.

"Yeah, a real long time." Her voice was a bit strained, she could tell. Well what did you expect? She was talking to Sasuke Uchiha after all.

"You're angry." He pointed out the obvious. Sakura gritted her teeth. No dip! Of course she was angry. Angel or no angel, she wanted to land a solid punch on that angelic face of his so that he'd be scarred for life. Just like how he had scarred her.

"Why would you say that?" Came her a bit overly sweet voice. He caught her sarcastic tone, but to her disappointment, the smirk had still not left his face.

"It's been a long time."

"I thought we had already covered that." Sakura knew that his statement meant that she should have calmed down by now and not dwindle on the past. But her answer slipped out anyways.

Sasuke quirked up an eyebrow. She saw his amusement dancing in his eyes. She was entertaining to him, and the thought made her sick. It would be best for her to leave before she did something she would regret.

"I have to leave now." Abruptly, Sakura began to turn away. Until, he caught her arm with his hand. Sakura's head snapped back.

"What?"

"You hate me that much." It wasn't a question, he was proclaiming something that both of them were well aware of. Sakura refrained from giving him a 'duh' look.

"I have to leave." She repeated again through gritted teeth.

"You should forget about the past." His voice broke through Sakura's angry barrier. Forget? Did he just tell her to forget? How in the world was she supposed to do that?

"It's impossible."

"Nothing's impossible." Came Sasuke's counter reply.

"Yeah, I know that now. Especially since you stabbed me in the back." Sakura snarled at him. She was oddly pleased to see a flicker of emotion in those dark onyx orbs. But it was only a flicker, and the amusement had made its way back.

"I did nothing of the sort." His reply was short, soft, and it didn't have that easygoing attitude from his past replies. Sakura had hit a nerve.

"Of course you'd deny it." She was teasing him now, and she was fully aware of it. A cruel joke played by her. But then again, what he had done was much worse. "I can't believe they even let you become an angel. You're already tainted." Smirking slightly, she leaned closer to the stiff male. "Tainted by my blood." And with a quick flick of her arm, she broke free of his grasp. Not caring the fact that the other angels were staring at her in confusion and shock, she bounded for the gates. She had to get out. She couldn't be in the same room with him. Emotions that she had tried to seal away for years came tumbling back. No way could she let him see her tears.

Sasuke stared at Sakura's retreating back. Her pink hair flowed in the breeze as she ran for the gates. Just like before. This was another repeat. He had let her run away again. He had let her run away without knowing the truth. Sasuke's eyes hardened. Sooner or later, he'd tell her. But at the moment, it was not quite the right time.

Sasuke was unfazed by her reactions. He had already predicted them long before he saw her. Her anger was obvious, and he knew that she had a good reason to back it up. The disappointment lingered in his mind though. He didn't want her to feel that. At least, not to him.

Sasuke noticed the questioning eyes from the other angels. He had no time to answer to them. Without an explanation, he too, walked out of the palace leaving behind curious celestial beings.

He gave the guards a nod of thanks. And then, he made his way to his new headquarters. Tsunade had already informed him of where his stay would be, and the male had every intention of relaxing and thinking over his troubled thoughts. He knew what he had to do. Wait. Too bad Sasuke was an impatient man. It wouldn't be long until Sakura had learnt the truth.

The pink haired angel stormed past her room. Her headquarters was shared with one of her friends. She would seek some comfort from her.

Her bare feet walked on the fluffy clouds as she made her way to the other room. Yes, angels did walk on clouds. They could fly too, but flying required a lot of energy. Energy they should be saving up for when they have missions and have to travel to Earth.

Human beings couldn't see them. The sun was helping blind their eyes if they looked up. And fortunately, human beings had a very vivid imagination. They thought that clouds could actually represent different shapes and figures. Even if they had seen them, humans would make up a strange reason for their appearance and blend it in with the shape of the cloud. Sakura remembered being that naive once. She missed those days.

Sakura took a deep breath as she paused in front of the door. Angels didn't knock, and there were no doorbells. Instead, they had a special way of expressing their appearance. Focusing her energy to her back, Sakura stretched a bit as her wings stretched out. Once they were fully released, she urged them to flap. Making herself levitate, Sakura flapped her wings three times. The standard for asking for one to open up the door. The gush of wind caused from the movement created a sound. A sound angels were familiar with. By the end of the third flap, Sakura's friend had opened the door. Sakura quickly tried to wipe away the leftover tears that had streaked on her face. Even so, her friend had caught her unhappiness. Without further ado, she was allowed inside. Carefully folding up her wings, Sakura stepped into Hinata Hyuuga's room.

Hinata was a quiet girl. Her shyness had been taken away by Sakura after only a couple of weeks after the transformation. Sakura was glad. The stuttering could get annoying at times. But Hinata was a great friend. And she was the splitting image of what an angel should look like. Soft light lavender hair with a blue tint caressed her porcelain skin. Her eyes were clear and also held the same lavender shade as her hair. She wasn't very tall, and her posture was never slouched nor sloppy. She was someone human beings would recognize as supernatural. Sakura was someone that would be recognized as 'Oh my gosh! She has pink hair and green eyes! What a freak!' or 'Did she live on the streets?' Not quite the image that angels should have, Sakura thought dryly.

"What's wrong?" Hinata asked, her voice as smooth as silk. Sakura was a bit envious of her friend. A perfect role model.

"I met someone…" Sakura trailed off, not knowing how to start. What could she say? Hinata was great and all, but she didn't know about her past. A past that Sakura would like to keep hidden. She mentally sighed. "Just brought back memories. Life memories." She clarified. Hinata nodded in understanding. They all had those times when they reminisced about when they had actually lived on Earth. It was a feeling that they could never forget. Their past will never leave them.

"It's alright." Hinata comforted. She led Sakura to her king sized bed. They sat down next to each other. "Sometimes, I think about Neji." Hinata mused softly. Sakura cringed. Neji was her cousin. He hadn't been the fondest sibling to her. In fact, he had been nothing less of a bully and a pain.

"I miss him." Hinata said simply. Sakura stared at her.

"Yeah…" She spoke with a lack of anything better to say. Although the talk hadn't been much, Sakura felt more at ease.

Jiraiya strolled down the halls of the palace. After dying and going up to heaven, he had been pretty bored. Granted, he was one of the first to go up save for Tsunade. And he did have a reputation as a pervert. It wasn't his fault that he was amazingly gifted at writing stories that made people blush. It was just a talent that others were jealous of. And therefore, Jiraiya didn't have many companions. Tsunade had a temper that rose everytime she saw him. The other angels stayed away from him especially the girls. There was absolutely nothing fun to do. No peeping. No wild parties. No excitement. Just duty.

Jiraiya wandered around the halls pretending to be back on Earth. Old times when he was at the hot springs doing ..erm research.

"Why, you look like the type of girl to enjoy good literary books." He motioned his hand in front of a pole as if talking to a girl. "Would you like to help me write my book?" Jiraiya beckoned the girl, slash pole, closer. "You would?! That's great!" Two thumbs went way up. "How about we start now…"

"Jiraiya! What do you think you're doing?" Oh boy, that voice was very familiar…and angry. The man turned to see the blazing orbs of Tsunade.

"I'm reliving my once eventful life."

"You're perverting my hallways. Get out."

"Always so strict. Let loose for once."

"And become like you? No thanks."

"You're too strung up. Relax."

"You're relaxing enough for the both of us."

"I'm still doing my job."

"Your job was to guard Sasuke Uchiha."

…

"Really?"

Tsunade sighed. Jiraiya was one of her closest comrades, no matter how much he goofed off. She knew he was serious when the time asked for it. She just wished he was that way when she asked for it.

"Yes. He just arrived from the Palace of the South. I have a bad feeling about this." Tsunade bit her lip.

"You're worried about what Orochimaru might do, aren't you?" Like always, Jiraiya said what she herself did not.

"He could be plotting something. Sending a spy. It's unusual for him to just allow Sasuke to come over."

"You that worried?"

"Yes, and that is why I need you to keep an eye on him." Jiraiya examined the supposed leader of Heaven. She was cautious this time, he could tell. Might as well get to it then.

"Fine. Which way?"

"His room's in the east corridor." Jiraiya's eyes widened.

"That's where our mail delivery is located. Why would you give him a room over there?" Tsunade sighed.

"He requested it. And there really aren't many rooms left."

"I see…well, I'm off then." Tsunade nodded. Jiraiya gave her a grin and walked off. She could hear him in the distance, his voice fading slowly.

"Well, I'm sorry young lady, but I have to do something else right now. We'll continue our little research session later…" Tsunade smirked. That old goofball…

Sasuke cautiously maneuvered out of his room. Making sure there were no one around, he silently slipped into a small room. There was no light save for a small gleam at the other end of the room. A small chute was there also. Sasuke made his way over. In the basket below the chute, as expected, laid a small envelope. He bent down and picked the article up. Quickly, he ripped it open and discovered a small letter. Sasuke began to read.

Orochimaru's getting suspicious. Searching for 'transfer.' Quickly finish your job. Remember, earn their trust.

Kakashi

When Sasuke finished reading, the letter glowed in white fire. He watched as it burnt into nothing in his hands. Kakashi was as clever as ever. Without staying inside the room any longer than necessary, Sasuke began to make his way out. He creaked open the door, and silently walked back to his room.

A pair of eyes followed him.

"Well what do you know? Tsunade was right." There was a huff. "Guess my research will be delayed for a while."



Sakura walked down the east corridor. Needed some time to clear her head. There wasn't many angels living there. Actually, to her knowledge, she didn't think anyone lived there. It was a place to get mail. Aka peace and quiet time.

Well, things change. For better and for worse. In Sakura's case, it was for worse for she had walked right into a chest. A rather firm chest. A chest she was familiar with since she had snuggled and hugged it in the past. Sakura practically growled in discontent.

"What are you doing here?" Sasuke stared at her as she wobbled back on her feet.

"My room's here." Sakura stared at him. What did he mean? Did he mean he actually stayed in her private and quiet sanctuary?

Sasuke lifted a finger and pointed to a door nearby as if confirming Sakura's suspicions.

"No, no, no! This can't be happening." Unaware that she had said it out loud, Sasuke smirked.

"What can't be happening?" She gave him a sharp glance.

"You here should not be happening."

"I have to stay somewhere, you know."

"Then go back to the Palace of the South." Sakura snarled.

"No." Then almost as a afterthought, Sasuke added. "Why can't you forgive me?"

Sakura stared at him as if he'd lost his mind. He had lost his mind.

"Have you any idea what you're asking?" She practically screeched. "You killed me!"

"I didn't. You rushed in." Sakura suddenly paused. A question was nagging at her. She studied him. He looked about two years older than when she had left him…or as a lack of a better word, died.

"How'd you die?" She asked, softly. Even she knew that that was a bitter subject for anyone to discuss.

"Not important." His reply was quick. Sakura narrowed her eyes. A bit too quick.

"I have to go."

"You already used that excuse today." Sakura pretended that she didn't hear him as she, once again, started to walk away. His voice stopped her.

"We used to be in love." Her blood ran cold.

"'Used to' being the keyword."

"Not for me." Sakura gasped involuntarily. Her anger quickly overcame her again as she whipped around to see his onyx orbs staring at her intensely.

"You cheated on me! When we were engaged!"

"I didn't."

"Got any proof?" Sasuke bit his tongue. Now was not the right time to reveal the truth to her. She was not in a good mood. It wouldn't matter what he said, she'd just twist his words. Sakura took his silence the wrong way. She flashed him a bitter smile.

"Are you happy now? We're both dead." Sakura walked away this time. "Two years changes a lot of things. Especially to the person that gets betrayed and is left to die."

Sasuke saw her retreating form. Mentally groaning, he walked away to his own room. She was still as stubborn as before.

The door opened as he stepped in. He went to his drawers and saw the object of his search. He had unpacked one singular thing. Sasuke picked up the photo in his hands, delicately.

A pink haired girl smiled brightly up at him with her hands around the neck of a smirking onyx eyed boy. She was sitting on his lap with his arms around her waist. They sat in front of their old high school. It was summer so there were no students. A single sentence was inscribed on the photo. Sakura had insisted on it when they had the picture printed.

'Til death do us apart.

Sasuke gave a bitter smirk. One thought raced across his mind.

'Don't let that be true.'

Ok. First chapter completed!

Preview of chapter two:

Things were not ok. Sakura sighed as she made her way to the palace. She could feel it. It was in her gut. Something was wrong, and Tsunade was going to tell her about it. The wing-less guards bowed as she stepped in front of the gate. For some reason, this action seemed even more ominous although they had done it everyday. Sakura walked into the lobby to see that she was the only one inside. Only one angel called? What was Tsunade planning?

She walked right up to the platform, expecting to see her master appear there. Instead, she heard soft feet padding their way towards her. Make that two pairs of feet. She turned around to see Tsunade, and behind her, the insufferable Uchiha. Her master stared at her sternly as if trying to convey a hidden message by her look. Sakura tried to decipher the meaning. She observed Tsunade shift her eyes and the slight flicker of emotion of her orbs when Sasuke moved towards Sakura. The pink haired angel got the message loud and clear. Before the male could reach her, Sakura stepped to the side. She had to be careful. After all, Tsunade had just given her a telepathic message.

The Uchiha was trouble.

Fuel my passion to continue this fic. r&r