Sakura's P.O.V.
I woke with a start as the dream faded to nothingness. I took a soothing bath to wash away the remnants of my lucid experience. Without any recognition I slid into my daily routine of getting ready. I finished by sliding into my newly acquired jonin jacket. I then walked out of my month-old apartment into the streets of Konoha. I paused briefly at a book store to gather things needed for the day's presentation. I also decided to pick up a few booze along the way to start my mom off in a good mood. I reach the Hokage tower in the middle of town. I open the door to tons of commotion.
"The books you ordered are in."
"Do you want us to send the new-bees in now or when your ready?"
"I have finished those charts and are placing them here, Tsunade."
"Is there anything I can help you with?" Mizune, her assistant, politely asks.
"Well, for starters you can get all these damned people out of my office and help me find the damn paperwork for this presentation." She retorts in frustration.
Immediately Mizune takes action and has all sixteen people out in fifteen seconds flat. As she continues to look through cabinets for the paperwork, I walk casually up to the main desk and plop the drinks down.
Looking up, the fifth Hokage states quite plainly, "I see you got me some drinks, honey."
"Anything for you mom." I say glancing to the window. "All set for the day's events?"
"Well, if I can find the frickin' papers then I'll be good to go," she says stroking her temples.
"From my end, I'm good to go with the text books I just purchased, along with your little gift. Which reminds me of a certain day coming up, something to do with the 28th of March. Ring a bell?" I ask pacing toward the window.
"Oh man, I completely forgot." she exclaims placing her head in her hands. Picking up a piece of paper she draws in a breath. "Would you forgive me if I gave you something else for your birthday. Like say, I could give you information on Sasuke's whereabouts?"
My head whipped around faster than a snake's, "Where is he?" I ask, my voice with the intent to kill.
"Right under our noses," was the only response I got before grabbing the paper and jumping out the window with it.
Sasuke's P.O.V.
I ran my hand through my black locks. I just came home from another undercover mission. I lay on the bed to find Suigetsu already there. He was rooming with me and Jugo while we gave Karin a separate room to herself on the other side of the house. He plopped down on his bed across from mine.
"So, how'd it go?" He says, quite merrily.
"Hn," is the only response I give.
"You need to learn better communication."
"My 'communication' is fine, thank you very much."
I hear a, "Oh Sasuke." As he walks out of the room.
I continue to lay for awhile until I hear a bitchy noise come from the newly opened door. That ment Karin was home. She came in as usual with more complaints about her day. Us men just muscle through it and don't interrupt her, because otherwise the lecture is twice as long. As I walk out of the room I pick up a familiar scent, cherry blossoms. I disregarded the thought and instead focused on my task ahead, convincing all of Konoha that I was innocent.