Green eyes clashed with brown in the dreary and cold ANBU headquarters located underneath the Jonin Lounge in Konoha. The taller of the twos nose twitched while his partner shifted his eyes between the pair.

"This isn't an academy field trip brat, go find your sensei and get back to painting fences." The green eyes gave a sudden jerk in annoyance.

"I'm not a brat and I'm certainly not a genin. I wouldn't have been able to even come close to here if I was you stupid cow."

"I'll you cow you little monkey. I'll use your blood to repaint my walls."

"I'm a child you jerk, who taught you manners? A pile of shit?"

"Why you little-"

A cough was the only thing that broke the twos impromptu staring contest/insult contest.

Pushing his partner out of the way he bent at the knees to be level with the rose haired girl in front of him, he spoke in a soft and calm tone. "Did you lose your sensei genin-san?" He asked.

The pink haired girl shook her head harshly, causing long pink tendrils to dance around her head and the scent of cotton candy and something metallic to travel through the air.

The brown haired mans arm moved when the scent invaded his nose and pierced through his sinuses causing his eyes to water.

"My name is Haruno Sakura, I've been ordered by Morino-sama to report to ANBU headquarters for initiation. I've been assigned to the fourth quadrant under Tonbai Hosado as a replacement for Daiki Aoi. I have not lost my sensei due to the fact that I am no longer a genin and do not need one. I can not lose what I do not have."

Green eyes shifted back to brown with a look of defiance. The second Nin straightened up while the first rubbed the back of his neck while muttering. "What's Ibiki pulling sending another kid into Anbu, its like he wants another Itachi to happen."

The pinkette coughed for attention and had a sudden shift in personality. A huge difference from the defiant aura she displayed before. "Ano… In Mitarashi-senpai's words 'the brat can't end up like the Uchiha cuz' she ain't even got a clan to slaughter off. She'll be fine.'" She shifted the box in her hands slightly due to nervousness.

The black eyed shinobi saw this and clapped his hand on her back in a friendly gesture, an odd twinkle glinting in his eyes.

"Don't be so nervous kid. I'm Haru and the idiot you were fighting against is Aoba. Tonbai-senpai is in the locker room, we'll take you to him no problem." He shared a look with Aoba behind the Sakuras back.

Aoba winked at him and linked arms with Sakura, albeit somewhat awkwardly due to the two foot height difference between the duo.

They began to walk through the empty corridor, the occasional torch illuminated Aobas face in a slightly sinister way that made Sakura blood run cold. They left Haru behind.

"Sorry about the rudeness beforehand, Anbus nothing to joke about. Wouldn't want some fresh out of the academy student to wander into training room five, now would we?"

Sakura glanced up at Aoba, "What's training room five?" Aoba stopped them in the hallway before making a grand gesture with his hand. "Training room five is the piece de resistance in Anbu, they say you're not a real Anbu until you've held your own against it. It's often the initiation that we use for new Anbu recruits."

Sakura glanced at the paper on top of the box, scanning it for a moment, before looking up at the dark green haired man in front of her. "I am told to complete each and every initiation the Anbu has to offer, please take me to training room five. It is essential that I complete this task."

Aoba cracked his neck and shifted his gaze to the side, "I dunno kid, we don't even know if you're gonna stay. Who knows what would happen."

Placing the box on the ground and smoothing out her black shorts, Sakura did a deep bow in front of the shinobi. Her pink hair covered her vision as she pleaded with Aoba. "It is essential I excel in Anbu, I beg of you to allow me into training room five."

Aoba did a deep sigh and pulled a key from behind his white chest plate. He was dressed in the traditional Anbu attire with a turtle mask off to the side of his head.

Sakuras own was an outfit with short, black shorts paired with a dark green long sleeved mid-drif top. Fishnets covered the rest of her skin underneath and standard shinobi sandals adorned her feet.

On her back was a medium sized scroll and dual kunai holsters were strapped to her thighs.

Picking the box back up she moved closer to the door in anticipation.

Shoving one hand inside his pocket while the other unlocked the door in front of the duo, Aoba cracked it open to allow Sakura inside. "Be quick girl, we've still got to report to Tonbai." He shut it quickly after she walked in and leaned against the door when his partner joined him. Haru pulled a crumpled white sheet from his pocket and crouched next to Aoba.

"Oh dear, it seems training room five is off limits due to extreme weapon fires and faulty training dummies." Haru smirked and adjusted the weasel mask to the other side of his head. "What ever shall we do Haru? Should we get Anko? Ibiki? Maybe even Hatake."

Aoba shrugged.

"Ne ne we probably should, but it seems the cafeteria is serving grilled salmon and you know how Jiro-teme hogs it all. We best get going. We can deal with the pest later." His dark chuckle echoed against the walls, the sound only being paired with was the soft clicks of their heels walking away from the door.

-With Sakura-

'Eto, I don't know how reliable those shinobi were Inner-chan. Its really dark in here.'

'God I got stuck in the worst body. If we die from this I am going to give you so much hell in the afterlife.'

Placing the box on the floor she dug around it, mindful of the sharp torture object she had packed away for her locker, whenever she would get that. Pulling out a flashlight, she flicked it on and looked around.

The small light illuminated dark motionless bodies that made her skin bristle with goose bumps. Sharp spikes stuck out in odd places in the ground and she nearly stepped on a few as she walked around. Placing the flashlight in her mouth she shrugged the scroll off her and wrapped her arms around it in preparation.

Hugging the cream and moss colored scroll tightly to her body, Sakura walked around looking for a light switch.

'Oh yeah, I forgot all scary Anbu rooms come with a light switch so that naïve little kunoichi can find their way in the dark. How could I miss that.'

'Sarcasm isn't going to help Inner-chan.'

'Tch. You can understand sarcasm but yet you fall into the easiest trap and get us stuck in this scary room where we MIGHT DIE.'

Sakura shoved her inner into a little mental box to cease her comments. While she was distracted her foot grazed a trip wire causing her to have to suddenly dart to the left as a barrage of katanas imbedded themselves into the floor where she was previously.

'Not kunai. Not shuriken. NOT EVEN SENBON. Mother fucking katanas! Dodge girl dodge! On your left, on your left!'

Sakura then proceeded to strap the scroll in its place on her back and continued the various weapons that kept vaulting themselves at her. They varied from poisoned kunai to windmill shuriken. Unfortunately some were able to hit her, thankfully none that were poisoned.

Crouching on all fours she dodged and flitted around the room, weapons always following her not seconds later. She grew slower after nearly ten minutes of dodging and rolling out of the way. Inners cries grew more vulgar and more frequent with every passing breath.

Crouching on the ceiling suddenly the weapons stopped and the air seemed to still. A red alarm blared through the room and the weapons seemed to fire at double speed.

The training dummies on the floor started to move around at an impossible pace. She found herself twisting her body at odd angles to deflect the weapons along with blocking the heavy swings from the wooden dummies.

The damned dummies were seemingly throwing themselves at her, jumping off their tracks and making dents in the wall where Sakura once stood.

Sakura cursed as another barrage of weapons were aimed at her. A stray katana tripped her causing her to land against a training dummy. Rolling over on to her stomach she crouched before kicking off the ground and weaved through the dummies.

Bruises lined her thights and arms, and blood seeped out of the scratches that littered her body.

'Inner-chan I'm almost at my limit. My clothes are torn and I have a serious gash on my head. With the blood loss I'm experiencing I've maybe got ten minutes left. At the most.'

Sakura flitted to an empty corner of the room and bit her thumb while unraveling the scroll. The alarm was blaring louder and the speed picked up with the dummies. They became blurs to the naked eye and she could foresee some even nastier bruises and broken bones in the future if this didn't work. Painting a certain seal with her blood, Sakura called out "Kakusareta tekunikku: Kyūkyoku no shīrudo!"

A large dome of purple chakra covered Sakura in her corner, feeling safe, if only for a few moments, she collapsed in exhaustion. The blood coming from her head blocked the vision in her left eye with a steady stream of red liquid. Emerald eyes danced around the room analyzing the situation.

The protective dome shook with every hit it took from the weapons that were attacking it.

'There!' Sakura thought when she located a green flashing button on the opposite corner of the room. A dull red one was directly below it, protruding further than the green. 'That's an off switch if I've ever seen one. Its our only hope!'

'Fourty-five seconds is all you've got left with the chakra guzzler that's keeping us alive. We'll be at ten percent of chakra when it lets up. You'll be too vulnerable if we don't end this now.'

Breathing deeply to calm her nerves, Sakura summoned a tanto from the large scroll and placed it between her teeth while she re-raveled the scroll up. Strapping it to her back she got in a crouch on all fours very similar to a canine.

'Ten seconds!'

Sakura, tense, placed her feet on the wall behind her to use as leverage and increase her kick off speed.

'Five!'

Her breath became more labored and exhaustion set in.

'Four!'

She arched her back to make it easier to weave out of harms way.

'Three!'

'Kami help me.'

'Two!'

'This is so not worth the pain.'

'One! Quit complaining and haul ass! Go go go!'

Sakura kicked off once the purple dome shimmered out of view and flitted between the dummies, using some as a kick off to get to her destination faster. She blocked off a volley of kunai with her tanto and grunted when some embedded themselves into her shoulder.

Placing the tanto back into her mouth she gecko climbed along the wall using the small amounts of chakra she had left. Breathing heavy around the tanto as she rolled along the wall to avoid more kunai and shuriken launching themselves at her.

'If this is Anbu maybe I can leave the village before anyone notices. What kind of psychopaths lock a twelve year old girl in a room hell bent on kill her?'

'Wait… Are we sure the door is locked?'

Sakura stumbled for a second and then instantly regretted it as she had several more kunai imbed themselves into her back. Tossing her tanto at the button she sprinted for the door.

Despite the tanto hitting its target the weapons did not stop, 'This better work Inner-chan'.

Sakura rolled over to the side as a dummy jumped and launched itself in her way. Pulling a kunai she deflected a windmill shuriken aimed at her head and reaimed it at the dummy, effectively stunting its movements. Groaning, she reached out to grasp the doors handle.

'Where are these weapons even coming from!?'

'Yatta! Success!'

Sakura launched herself through the door and closed it immediately behind her. She leaned against it and felt the thumps against the steel door as the weapons shot against it.

She slid down to the floor and cradled her head in her hands as she bent over to avoid the kunai in her back from touching the door. Hissing softly she adjusted to alleviate some of the pain.

Her shorts were shredded to resemble underwear and the fishnets underneath were now the length of what used to be her shorts. Her left sleeve was ripped off to the shoulder and her right had several tears along the forearm. Her scroll was placed in front of her and she leaned on it to pull herself up.

"That's was some of the biggest bullshit I've ever had to go through. When I find those Anbu I'm ripping them to shreds."

"My my.. Look who's been through hell and back. Are you lost little genin?" The deep voice seemed to echo in the empty hallway. Shifting herself around, Sakura came face to face with blue haired man.

He had piercing white eyes, very similar to the Hyuga families she noted, and a narrow face with sharp cheekbones. His posture was ramrod straight and he held himself with an air of superiority. He wore the traditional Anbu guard but had two katanas strapped to his back instead of the usual one. An ocotopus mask was attached to the side of his head and he made Sakura feel very uneasy.

"I-I am not a genin, I have been assigned by Morino Ibiki to Tonbai Hosado as a filler for the vacant spot on his team. My name is Haruno Sakura and-"

The man in front of the rosette held his hand up in a shut up and listen to him gesture.

"My name is Tonbai Hosado and I don't believe you. I requested a sufficient new recruit with a proper shinobi background, not a pathetic little genin who looks like they'll fall over at the slightest breeze. Which by the way is what you're about to do. Why were you in training room five, Gaki?"

Sakura leaned against the wall for support as the blood loss began to make her nauseous and dizzy.

"Under false pretenses, I was told by Anbu members Aoba and Haru bearing a Turtle and Weasel mask respectively, that training room five is part of Anbu initiation. Due to the fact I was told to finish any and all tasks given to me, I foolishly agreed to take part. It will not happen again."

Tonbai moved closer to her, which caused her to move back in fear. Unfortunately this action resulted in Sakura falling on her butt and become even dizzier. Three Tonbais appeared in her vision and sufficiently distracted her enough for Tonbai to scoop her into his arms without her noticing.

Struggling minutely, she eventually gave up and leaned her head against his chest as she was cradled against him, Sakura strained to listen when he began to talk once more.

"I will escort you to the infirmary and when you awake I will have proper answers. Whether or not you or someone else gives them to me. In the event you are on my team I will not tolerate weakness of any ki-" Tonbai glanced down at the unconscious kunoichi in his arms and sighed, momentarily breaking his composure.

'That damn Nara is right, Anbu is too much work to seem worth it.'

The kunoichi tucked easily into his body and he was able to hold her effortlessly with one arm. The other held her massive scroll that he'd have to make her get rid of. The thing was utterly impractical.

'The resemblance to Itachi is quite striking. That training room is faulty, she shouldn't have lasted as long as she had. But I haven't heard of any pink haired chuunins or jonins lately which means she's either a transfer or skipped a few ranks.'

The only sound in the hallway was the girls' heavy breath, even his footsteps were silent and he seemed to glide through the hallway. Pupil-less raked over the girls battered form and he made a sort of content noise in the back of his throat.

'Still, she is quite impressive. What's Ibiki playing at sending a twelve year old into Anbu?'

Sakura shifted in his arms and mumbled something incoherently.

'Haruno Sakura, just what are you hiding?'

*Kakusareta tekunikku: Kyūkyoku no shīrudo: Hidden technique: Ultimate Shield

Okay soooooo, don't kill me? I know I suck, but surprisingly this helps clear room for story updates. This ideas been killing me, I need some badass and cute Anbu Sakura and I've already drained supply… I'll be updating the other stories soon! RQ and RP are almost done! APA and JFIA not so much… Ehhhh, oops?

Anyway! R&R everyone, and I don't know the pairing yet unfortunately. Maybe I should have a pole? Let me know! Talk to you soon!