Summary: Sasuke has returned to Konoha, but only to satisfy Itachi's last wish. Sakura has been given the job of "caretaker" for the young Uchiha. After Sakura tries a new jutsu, her and Sasuke seem to sync together in more ways than one.

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. Sucks, bro.

You're Acting Like You're On Your Own

A few clouds drifted steadily, traveling across the vast sky. A young woman sat, looking out a large, agape window. Her uniquely colored hair fluttered in the light breeze that made its way through the wide aperture. The bright sun warmed her strong shoulders as she turned from the pleasant view to come face-to-face with a pile of paper work.

"Ahh, why do I have to be stuck inside when the day's so beautiful?" Haruno Sakura sighed heavily as she stared down at the medical form in front of her. True, it was her job to look over every special case handled by Konoha hospital, but Sakura could not help but feel a little stir crazy.

Not only was this the first day of summer, but it was also the first day of Uchiha Sasuke's house arrest. The young man had spent one month solid in the Konoha prison. It would be a major relief to be allowed to at least serve his sentence in his own courters.

Yes, Sasuke had returned to Konoha. It had been purely for the sake of his brother's last wish. Itachi- the man that beckoned Sasuke to leave and return again…what an ironic twist of fate.

Sakura could see the tension in Sasuke from the moment he stepped through Konoha's gate. It was obvious to anyone who laid eyes on the young Uchiha- he did not want to be here. While Naruto was able to ease the anger that built up within his best friend, he was not able to erase the village's blemished past; it's cruel injustices. Sasuke may have helped finish off Uchiha Madara. He may have been able to quell some of his inner demons and he may have agreed to honor his brother's wish, but he was not able to forget. He would never forget.

After yet another heavy sigh, Sakura forced herself to tear her thoughts from the handsome Uchiha and return to her work.

OOO

Uchiha Sasuke looked down at his shackled hands. He sat, back against the stone wall, looking through the small window that graced the dreary cell. The only light given besides the few rays that made its way through the window was provided by a gas lamp standing on the table outside his confines.

"Oi, Uchiha!" The guard-ono-Sasuke believed he was called, stood in front of the locked cell. "It's time for you to get the hell outta here." Ono sniffed and wiped his pug noise. "Hahaha, who would have thought this day, would come so quickly, eh? To tell you the truth, you've gotta be one of my favorite prisoners! No yelling, no fuss! You just sit and glare. Yup, no hassle!"

Sasuke sighed and looked up at the window once more. At least it was sunny out.

OOO

"Damn it." Sasuke glared out at the torrential down pour that drenched him to the core. This could have been avoided if it hadn't taken so long to get discharged. It's not his fault the guard was an incompetent idiot who could barely walk straight, never mind fill out paper work.

"There you go again with the glaring. You're gonna have some serious wrinkles when you're older."

Sasuke turned his head and scowled, "Just get me home."

OOO

Pink hair lay strewn across a wooden desk. A blond woman stood at the entrance to the room. Her large chest heaved in a discontented sigh.

"Sakura, what the hell do you think you're doing? Get up at once!"

The medic shot up, papers flew and pencils broke in half as Sakura slammed her hands down on the now cracked desk.

"Yes, sir! Ma'am! Tsunade-Shishou!"

The Godaime stiffened; an eye switched ever so slightly, "Yes…well, I have an important mission for you, Sakura."

"Shishou?"

"A certain Uchiha has just been escorted back to his compound." Tsunade shifted and walked from the doorframe towards Sakura. "Since he is on house arrest, he will need a caretaker of sorts; someone who will take care of any needs that requires leaving the compound such as grocery shopping or to replenish household items. Above all, he needs someone who will watch him, asses his behavior and ease him back into society."

Realization dawned on Sakura. Her master didn't even have to say the words.

"Sakura, I trust that you can be this person for Sasuke. The person who watches over him"

"Of course." Haven't I always been?

"Excellent. He should be at the Uchiha compound by now." The older woman handed Sakura a sheet of paper containing bulleted instructions. "Go over these rules with the Uchiha. Make him absolutely and thoroughly aware of what will happen should he break even one."

The blond woman retracted her hand as Sakura took the paper. A shiver ran down the younger girl's spine. If Sakura knew one thing, it was not to mess with her shishou.

OOO

As Sakura began her walk toward the Uchiha compound, she took out the sheet Tsunade had given her. The rain beat down as Sakura did her best to cover the thin paper with her cloak. Perhaps analyzing the details of this "mission" would calm Sakura's nerves. How long had it been since she and Sasuke had a moment alone together?

1. At no point shall Uchiha Sasuke be permitted to leave the compound unless instructed by Shizune or myself.

Okay, simple enough.

2. Uchiha Sasuke shall not be allowed on missions until after his six week sentence is fulfilled.

Only six weeks? Shishou is playing nice.

3. Visitors are allowed. The boy needs to learn some social skills. Take it upon yourself to make him as uncomfortable as possible around company.

Oh great. I'm supposed to get the statue to talk.

4. Any suspicious behavior and/or comments are to be reported immediately.

Sakura shivered at the thought.

Hmm, the next one is faded, like it has been erased. Sakura focused her eyes on the washed out text.

5. Uchiha Sasuke shall eat Raman. Everyday. Twice a day. And he must promise to treat the future hokage (aka me...I mean Uzamaki Naruto…) to a bowl after his sentence is served!

Baka…

The young woman quickened her steps as thunder began to boom. The compound was just beyond the freshest grocer in the village. Sakura decided she would stop to get Sasuke a few tomatoes.

OOO

"So I was thinking, wouldn't it be nice if I could just paint over the locker room wall instead of buffing all the crap off?"

There was going to be a murder…and the crime scene was not going to be pleasant.

Sasuke raised his hands and clasped them in front of his chest…

Knock, knock

Someone was at the front door. No matter. Chidori required only a few seals. He was fast enough…

Ox…rabbit… -"Ne, Sasuke-kun are you hear yet?"

The raven haired boy stopped mid-monkey.

What the fuck.

Ono waddled his way over to the entrance of the Uchiha home. Once the husky guard opened the door, Sasuke peered over his shoulder to see Sakura standing on the other side, holding a bag. Wet.

What is she doing here? Sasuke rose from his seated potion on the floor. This better not be bothersome.

OOO

Sakura greeted Ono with a small smile. No matter how nervous she was, she couldn't help but be polite, "Hello, Ono. You may leave now. Tsunade-shishou has asked me to take over."

"Hoho," Ono boomed, "Sounds good to me!" The big man turned toward Sasuke, "See you, buddy!"

Sakura could hear Sasuke mumble a string of curse words, "Buddy my ass you…."

She pivoted to the side to allow the larger man to squeeze through the front entrance. Sakura looked to her left to see Sasuke begin to rise from his perch on the floor. His raven hair was tousled and slightly damp from the rain. His grey shirt was soaked and clinging to his lean form. In her efforts to remain level-headed (and sane), Sakura decided to watch Ono toddle off toward the Hokage tower.

Of course he has to be so damn…appealing. It's like he was created to attract women. Bastard.

"Sakura," A shiver ran through Sakura for the second time that day; this time for a completely different reason. Hearing Sasuke's deep baritone voice speak her name gave Sakura that light-headed feeling she got when reading one of her romance novels.

"I-I was sent by Tsunade-Sama." God she sounded like Hinata.

Sasuke tilted his head to the side, "What for?"

"Well, you will need a...an assistant of sorts." Sakura felt it was best to choose her words carefully. She never took Sasuke for the type who wanted to admit he needed help. She doubted using the word "caretaker" was the way to get Sasuke comfortable with the idea.

"And why, Sakura, would I need an 'assistant'."

"You cannot leave this compound. You will need someone to provided services such as grocery shopping and-"

"No."

Well that was easy.

"Sasuke-kun, you cannot possibly go against Konoha law and expect to be freed. You must abide by the rules given."

"I will stay indoors. I, however, do not need a babysitter."

Stubborn bastard.

Sakura was determined to get Sasuke to submit. She would have to use logic. This boy fed off that stuff. No matter how wacked out he may have acted in the past.

"You have just entered your home for the first time in 4 years. Your food supply is empty and you need to eat. I will only be here for a couple hours a day. It is a very reasonable arrangement."

"…"

Almost there. Just a little push.

Sakura held up the bag that had been resting in her hands since the grocers.

Sakura saw Sasuke's onyx eyes dart to the tomatoes. Ha, I've got this. Sakura's confidence was bursting.

She pushed through the foyer and stopped in front of the only Uchiha survivor. Sakura placed the bundle into his chest and stalked past him, toward the kitchen.

"Good. Glad we've come to an understanding. Now let's see how much attention your pantry needs."

"Hn."

A/N: This story is based of the Enrique Iglesias song "Heartbeat". Yes..I love Enrique .

I hope to stay true to each character. Especially Sasuke. I want his development to feel natural as well as the development of his relationship with Sakura.

Naruto and other characters will make appearances for sure :)

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