I stared at the boy in front of me. He had killed so many and ruined so many lives... my life. Still here he was flirting and laughing as he sat on a stool in the bar. I sat a seat away and waited for the bartender to notice me. The bartender had long black hair and light purple eyes. I would claim them to be contacts but you could tell they were natural for some unfathomable reason. Then again my pink hair was perfectly natural too.

I stared at the red head two seats away from me as he laughed with the bartender over some joke I never bothered listening to. Finally the purple-eyed man turned to me. His eyes widened slightly making the red head notice me too. I stared in confusion before he gained his composure. He smiled at me and I grinned back making him look dazed for a second.

"What would you like to drink?" He asked cleaning a cup as I looked at all the different colored bottles on the shelves. Some had brands ranging from wines and beers from the U.S. to some even made from Italy. I blinked in surpirse at all the choices then smiled sweetly at him.

"Just a cocktail thank you." I said elegently making his eyes become dazed once more. He made my drink swiftly attempting to earn my attention at all the tricks he did by flipping the bottle and pouring the drink while juggiling the olive and tooth pick, never dropping them once. Finally my drink was delivered making me smile at him in a thank you kind of way.

"What's your name?" The red-head asked making me notice his blue eyes. I stared at him curious as to why he was speaking to me. Finally I turned away and took a sip of my cocktail. I was about to pay but the bartender shook his head.

"On the house," He grinned before reaching out his hand. "I'm Neji." He said simply as I shook his hand softly.

"I'm Sakura." I replied making him chuckle. His laugh seemed so out of place in this bar he sounded sweet despite his working place. His kindness baffled me since I was not used to places such as this letting me get away with anything for free. Normally they try to charge... erm... something I do not wish to give. The boy I loathed with a never ending hatred stared at us shocked. Shocked that Neji had been able to get my name and attention rather than him.

"It matches your hair perfectly. Hey Sakura, there's this party tonight that Gaara and I were going to... do you want to tag along?" He asked making me smile sadly in response. As much as I would love to go to a party with the evil, vile, and cruel man beside me, I would rather die thank you.

"I'm sorry but I have my own party to get to. The Uchiha's invited me to some kind of party where I am supposed to make polite talk then skillfully drift away from the crowd and shimmy down the third floor window on the second room to the right of the eighth corridor. A car will be waiting for me and then I can kick back relax and bore you with my escape plans." I ended making him stare at me with utter disbelief.

"I have been trying to find escape plans for that party all week... and you..." Suddenly he stopped babbiling in astonishment and grinned widely at me. "That's the party we're going to!"

I tried not to hide my distaste. "Sure then. I guess we can meet up there. Are you aquanticenced with Tenten by any chance or Hinata?" I asked suddenly curious. The thought that these girls I had seen for so long actually being friends with this man made me want to actually talk to them this time instead of dodging their questions as I try to get to the window. Sasuke always trys to block every exit when I come so he can corner me into conversation.

"How do you know the Uchiha's?" Gaara asked blankly earning my shock. I pondered over that for a second trying to remember how we had met. Then suddenly I remembered. This man beside me was the cause... he killed my parents and forced me to live with the Uchiha's thanks to the will. I was constantly being fallowed by the younger of the brothers while the older one laughed at what had occured thanks to this man.

"I was in their custody for a time." I allowed feeling both of their curiousity bore into me. I had no desire to go any farther into this subject no matter how much these men might plea for it. I was still in control of the situation, give or take Gaara being here. He just stared at me waiting as though I was just pausing for dramatic effect.

"Why are you living with them?" He asked bluntly making Neji glare and me stare at him in amazement that was as angry as Neji's. I stood up from my seat and took another sip of my drink the last of it really then I grabbed my wallet about to leave before turning to glare at him furociously.

"My parents were Mr. and Mrs. Haruno of the Haruno Weekly. The most famous magazine of all time, but as you know you were assigned them precisely ten years ago today. I am not living with the Uchiha's anymore. I quit living with them when I turned sixteen and took over the magazine. See you at the party Neji, oh and Gaara? I never wish to see your face again unless I have a gun in my hand got it?" I replied with such hostility that both of them flinched at the end.

I left them feeling greatly satisfied with myself as I waltzed over to my red Firairi. This party was going to be so interesting.