Author's disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. This story is for entertainment purposes and not monetary gain.

AN: Sasuke is a teeny-tiny-bit less dark than he supposed to be, but that's because this is an alternative universe story.

Note: thoughts are in italic. * this symbol indicates translation of Japanese words to English.


Chapter 1

Sasuke's POV:

"I like your suit." Her smile was dangerous, lips juicy red as she nips my chin ever so lightly; running her manicured nails down my throat. I laugh, penetrating her hot gaze with mine. "Thanks…too bad I can't say the same about that sly personality of yours."

She steps back, detaching herself from my lap and those dangerous lips curl maliciously. Her eyes narrow as she crosses her arms and turns her head to address the bulky bodyguard in the room; talking to him in Russian. "Distsiplina etogo cheloveka," her thick accent resonates through the dimly lit study and I smirk, discipline this person huh? Bring it on woman. Pain shoots through my lower abdomen and I cough, groaning as my stomach churns. Her bodyguard pulls the knuckle duster off his hand and takes his position back at the door. I try to ignore the pain throbbing in my stomach and twist my bound hands, testing to see if I could free them from the chair it was attached to. The woman takes a deep breath, her large bosoms rising heavily in the thin silk dress she wears, before stepping towards me again; purposely giving me an eyeful of her cleavage. "I'm not going to ask again agent Sasuke. We know you never came alone to our ball, tell me where your partner is. Is he hiding somewhere in the mansion? If he is surely you don't think he won't be found. Look how easily we were able to find you sneaking around this very study."

I scoff at the remembrance. My mission had been simple; I was to infiltrate this mansion as a guest to a party with that idiot Naruto, moreover, locate and apprehend the Russian Mafia Godfather Povarsky. Intel had indicated that he was hosting a party, using an alias and fake corporation name to celebrate the fake corporation's business success. The party itself was a front; it was meant to draw attention away from Povarsky and his partners as they held a secret meeting with criminal lords from across the globe to buy and sell things from black diamonds to drugs. Unfortunately we didn't know exactly which room the meeting was being held in, and we decided to split up and search. Once I had entered this study someone came from behind me and knocked me unconscious. When I woke up this aristocratic annoying bitch was in front of me. They had bound me to this stupid chair, destroyed my earpiece microphone, and took my gun away.

Her eyes narrow at my silence and she pinches the bridge of her nose irritably.

"Dayte mne nemnogo kofe!" she barks to one of her guards. He speaks into his sleeve, which most probably has a microphone in it and orders the person on the other side to fetch the bitch some coffee. "I'm tired of playing games agent Sasuke, either you tell us what we want to know or I'll have to let my guard beat it out of you!"

Before I can answer the door opens and a man in kitchen clothes comes in, asking in Russian if he could leave her coffee on the table. Her eyes don't leave mine and she doesn't turn around to acknowledge the coffee boy; instead she waves her hand irritably, "Da! da!" indicating for the man to hurry up and get out. She then continues to try and probe information out of me, first by smacking me across the face and then by gripping her hand in my hair to pull my face up towards hers. "Now we can do this the easy way or the hard way-"

"I prefer the hard way," I smirk. Her nostrils flare in anger and she snaps her fingers in the air again commanding her lapdog to punch me again. There is no response and I can't help but laugh. Her eyebrows rise at my expression and she turns around to face her guard, except there is none, I know this because I saw him get knocked unconscious and placed silently on the floor. I roll my eyes, "What took you so long dobe(*deadlast)?" the woman pales and staggers back when she sees the blonde-haired coffee boy still in the room; holding a gun out.

"Yeah, yeah. Keep your panties on teme(*bastard), it took me forever to find the place she was keeping you in, if I didn't overhear the kitchen staff talking about the captive she had in the study I would have never found you in this stupid mansion. She cut off your damn communications; I thought it would take me forever."

He knocks the bitch out unconscious as she tries to scream for help, and he unties me from the chair. I retrieve my equipment from the table and shake my head, "Off all the things you do to rescue me, you disguise yourself as a coffee boy."

He snarls at me, "Hey, I save your ass didn't I?"

"Yeah whatev-"

BANG!

The door blasts open and a guard draws out his mini Ak47. Both Naruto and I dive across the room, taking cover behind the furniture. The cascade of bullets hits hard against the furniture and the loud pop of bullets being released echoes around. I block my ears; peering through the debris of the man's carnage; which flies around. The carnage pauses as the man hurries to change the magazine, but I'm too fast for him. I zap out from hiding and pop two bullets into the man's chest. Naruto whistles, scratching the back of his head as he looks about the damage, "So much for this mission being covert."

I roll my eyes and lead the way out the door, only to be bulldozed to the ground by another damn bodyguard.

"Sasuke!" Naruto yells, ready to assist me, but is interrupted by a bullet that whizzes past his ear. He takes cover in the corner and starts fencing with the guy across the corridor as they fire bullets at each other; whilst I roll about on the floor, trying to break out of the guards' chokehold. I rip his hands from my throat and sock him in the face, breaking his nose, and then give a good kick to his ribs, fracturing them. At the same time my opponent falls, so does Naruto's as he pops the guy in the head.

"Well that wasn't too bad," Naruto huffs out, but I beg to differ. "I don't think they agree with you," I say pointing at the end of the corridor where three guys with suits rounded the corner, frozen for a split second at the sight of us.

"Crap!" Naruto yells as we take off, running as fast as we can, dodging bullets along the way. The problem was we were running towards a dead end, nothing but big glass panes that showed the view of the ball room from two stories high. But now is not the time for second thoughts and the dobe knows that. We catapult through the glass, and as we fall Naruto screams his ass off like a little girl.


"Watch out!" I yell to Naruto as we lay on our backs in pain in the ballroom. Bullets rain down upon us as we roll under a long dining table for cover. The guests are screaming and running around in panic, this gave us an opportunity to escape. With the table obscuring the view of the gunmen above; we quickly rolled out and blended with the crowd. As we ran out the door a fist came flying to my face. I dodge it with a millisecond to spare, grabbing his arm in a hold and spin him to the floor; judo style. However, it doesn't stop there, another guy takes a swing at me and I duck to the left before upper cutting him. The man stubbles into a chair, growling, before lifting the object and swinging it at me. I dodge and disarm him, grabbing the back of his head as I pull it down to knee him in the face. I then drop him to the ground with a punch to the jaw, breaking it. Another guy, yet again, comes from the side with a 9mm pistol, but I'm too fast for him; slipping my fingers across the gun and taking it out of his hands and then drop kicking him. I land on my back as he flies through the window, pieces of glass fall on my face and cut my cheek. I groan, trying to stand, my body is battered, bloodied, and bruised. As I twist to my hands and knees I see Naruto struggling to get out of the hold his opponent had him in. the man had his arms around the dobe's neck, choking him, and his legs around his torso from behind. The dobe was turning red in the face as he tried to swing the guy off of him; he finally backed up against a wall, hitting his back against it hard to get the leech off. Once the man's arms slackened Naruto reached up and pull the man's head down, spinning the guy forward into a table; breaking it in half.

"Ah ah!" Naruto pants holding his knees, "Remind me again why we crashed this party? I mean that bastard knows we are coming, he and his gang are most probably gone by now?"

I smirked wiping some blood from my busted lip, "Dumbasses like Povarsky are too overconfident of their resources. He isn't worried about us; in fact he probably thinks we're dead by now. The damn bastard is probably still in the meeting and thanks to that woman running her mouth off while she was interrogating me, I now know which room the meeting is in. This deal that he is making is worth millions, he isn't leaving until it's done. We got 30 maybe 20 minutes left, got any plans in that empty head of yours?"

"Empty!? Why you bastard! I saved your life with this so called empty head of mines!"

I lift my gun at him and pull the trigger, he ducks in time just like I knew he would and I end up shooting the guy behind Naruto who had drawn his own gun to shoot us. His lifeless body drops to the floor and the dobe gaps at me like a fish. "Who's saving whose ass I wonder?" I smirk.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah…hey maybe we could use these. Blind them and assassinate everyone in that room except for Povarsky?" He bends down and pulls a few flash-bang grenades from the dead man's jacket.

"So you do have a brain in that head of yours."

"Ha ha… so funny."


Someone slaps my dislocated shoulder lightly, and I hiss in pain.

"Ah gomen na(*sorry) Sasuke. I didn't realise you had injured your shoulder," Kakashi says, his eye crinkles in the corner giving me the impression that he was smiling beneath that mask of his.

"Hn," I reply, nudging Povarsky forward roughly, handing him over to my fellow colleagues', Shikamaru and Neji, for interrogation.

"You're late sensei. Ba-chan(*granny) is having a cow looking for you," Naruto giggles like a child as he nurses his broken arm.

"Tsunade is looking for me is she? Where is she?" came Kakashi's reply.

"We met her at the entrance."

"Mmm, well you two should head to the infirmary and get yourselves patched up…you looked like hammered shit." Kakashi laughs before going to go look for Tsunade.

"Well teme I'm going home to have my lovely wife heal me. Good luck getting medical care from Karin," he winks before he too walks away. That damn dobe knows full well I hate that redhead wench; in fact I hated every woman who was clingy, annoying, loud, stupid, and desperate. The dobe was lucky he had a wife like Hinata to look after and care for him, he had a place to call home filled with people who love him. I, on the other hand, have a dark empty abyss to call home. No one to call family ever since…ever since my brother murdered them all. I feel a sudden lump rise in my throat and a sting at the back of my eyes. It's been 7 years now since my loved ones died and almost 3 years since my bastard of a brother was assassinated by me. I pinch the bridge of my nose and shake the memories from my head. Stop remembering Sasuke, just forget about it all.


Sakura's POV:

I come out from the surgery room and inform the elderly woman that her husband was going to be just fine. She bows down and thanks me with tears in her eyes. I smile politely, clearing my throat as I scurry away to the locker room to change out of my doctor's clothes into my casual wear. Once in the locker room I look around to see if anyone else is there and when I see there isn't I burst out laughing. "Oh…oh god…I can't keep it in anymore…hahahahaha…Oh god." I literally laugh until I needed to freaking pee! Even after I had changed and left the room, I still couldn't suppress my giggles. I spot my best friend Ino in the cafeteria and take a seat next to her, still giggling like a maniac. She raises an eyebrow at my oddness, "God what drugs did you take, this afternoon?"

"You'd laugh too if I told you what happened."

"And what is that?"

"An elderly man ate too much Brussels sprouts and his stomach started to hurt. The wife thought he might have a tapeworm or something and rushed him to the hospital. When we took him into the surgery room he started farting no stop…haha oh gosh…turns out it was just the bad case of gas."

"You have a weird sense of humour billboard brow."

"Oh shut up pig. Anyway I finally bought my dream apartment!" I squeal in glee.

"What! Oh that's awesome girl, is it that one in uptown Konoha with the three bedrooms, two bathrooms, kitchen, lounge, laundry room, study room, and the patio with a pool?"

"Yes! That's the one. Ah I've been waiting so long to get this place and now I finally own it. However, I'll have to get a tenant to rent half the place so that I can pay the mortgage off."I sigh sadly.

"Why isn't Gara helping his precious baby sister?" Ino cooed

I scowl at the mention of my older brother's name, "I told you Ino I want to be independent without my brother's influence, just because he is going to be president of the Kazekage enterprise doesn't mean I want to ask him for money."

"I know, I'm just surprised that he is letting you out of his sight that's all. I still can't believe he allowed you to buy the apartment."

"Trust me it took lots of convincing. Besides I promised him I'll only rent to females, not males. And that I'd pay the mortgage off in three months max and ask the tenant to move out. So that in itself made him open to the idea."

"uh oh…"Ino suddenly said, "Ex-boyfriend at 12 o clock."

My hearts starts pounding and my palms suddenly feel sweaty. "Sakura? Haruno Sakura is that you?" of course it's me you bastard and you know it! I turn around slowly and push my anger all the way deep, deep, deeeep, down. "Oh hi Kiba, what are you doing here?" He smiles that 100watt smile that still sends butterflies a flutter in my stomach. Shanaro! Bad Sakura bad! We got over this jerk the moment we found him in bed with another woman. "I'm actually bringing my girlfriend in. Akamaru has been moody for a while and he kind of bit her for no reason." I feel sad about this, not because he brought that whore he cheated on me with to the hospital, but because Akamaru is a sweetheart, he would never snap at anyone without explanation. So that bitch…uh I mean witch…oh dear did I just say witch? I mean lady must have interfered with him somehow. "Oh I'm sorry to hear that," I say as politely as I can without knocking his head from his shoulders. He shrugs and then scratches the back of his head nervously, "hey Sakura how come you don't reply to my messages on Facebook anymore? I've been trying to contact you…don't tell me you are going to keep me at the edge waiting for a reply? "

I purse my lips, trying my best not to scream the unladylike words that are coursing through my head at the moment and force myself to smile, "oh I've been so busy these past days I'm sorry. You don't have to wait at the edge anymore I'll poke you."

Ino muffles a giggle in her hand, obviously getting the joke, but Kiba just smiles like a retard and says cool before walking off.

"Ino," I hiss through clenched teeth, "Give me something to hit."


Well that's the first chapter. Yes Sakura is Gaara's sister and the kazekage enterprise is a wealthy business in Konoha I just invented to get the story going. Please read and review, I'd love to hear your thoughts about the story so far. Many thanks.