Series: Blue

Pairing: SuperSakura, SasuSakuNaru

Rating: T

Genre: Romance/Drama

"How long are you going to act like this?"

It was early or at least that's what it felt like to Naruto's body. It didn't matter how long he slept but for some reason he always seemed to be exhausted. In verity, he was tired of it, but could never seem to do anything about it.

Naruto sighed softly before he opened his bleary eyes to see Sasuke scowling at him. There was nothing unusual about that as the last Uchiha had a perpetual scowl embedded in his facial expression. What was unusual was 'how' he was looking at him. For some reason he got the impression that he appeared fragile in Sasuke's eyes, but that couldn't be right. They were each others greatest rivals for a reason. Pity was the last thing they'd feel for the other.

"Like what?" Naruto replied, unable to keep the exhaustion out of his voice. He yawned a bit and stopped himself from stretching knowing if he did, he'd wake up completely which was the last thing he wanted.

"Like the world as we know it has ended. It hasn't. We stopped Madara from letting that happen remember?"

He thought back, but his brow still furrowed. He had no idea what Sasuke was complaining about now and figured a quick agreement would get him to go away.

"I know the world hasn't ended."

"Then get the hell out of bed and let's go train."

Naruto hid his head below his pillow and mumbled, "Later."

"Now." Sasuke grabbed the pillow off Naruto's head and flung it across the room.

"Later." Naruto pulled the blanket up over his head in his pillow's place and held onto it securely because he knew Sasuke was going to attempt to pull it away from him as well.

"Now!" Sasuke said, ripping the blanket out of Naruto's hands and off his body. It was then that Naruto felt the first stirrings of anger within him.

"Later, Sasuke." Sasuke opened his mouth to reply, but Naruto beat him to the punch. "Can't you see I'm fucking sleeping? Leave me the hell alone."

"No, you aren't sleeping. You're laying in bed moping about a woman who didn't want you. A woman who left you."

"Because you made her go!" Naruto exploded. "If you had only kept your damned mouth shut, she'd be here, with us, right now." Naruto's face contorted with fury that he was sure he had never felt towards Sasuke before, but he didn't really care. He was hurt and angry and he couldn't stand to look at him. "Just get out. I fucking hate you sometimes."

Sasuke was silent for a long while before saying, "I know. Just like you know how I hated her sometimes." Naruto froze at Sasuke's words. There was nothing he could say to counter the truth. He could only stare it blindly in the face or run from it. Naruto wasn't generally known to be a runner. "We all hated each other in some form or fashion and we all know why. I can't put aside my hate for Sakura."

Naruto's eyes narrowed. "But you can't put aside your love for her either."

Sasuke shrugged. "We're going to find her and bring her home."

Naruto was certain he hadn't heard Sasuke correctly. "Wha-"?"

"But I'm not letting you leave the village in the sorry condition you're in so she can bitch at me about how pathetic you are when you wheeze after walking twenty paces. So get the hell up and let's train."

Sasuke stalked out of the room, leaving behind a bewildered Naruto who, upon coming to his senses, jumped up and followed behind Sasuke shortly thereafter.

Naruto had no idea how they were going to find Sakura, but with Sasuke willing to help bring her home he knew they had a chance.

Their fight was much like their usual ones. Much was destroyed, and a lot of aggression was released. Afterward, they collapsed on the ground broken, bruised, and bloody.

All that could be heard was their slight panting as they struggled to not look weak in front of the other. What they had to prove neither knew, but that was who they were and always would be.

"Where do you think she is?"

Naruto finally broke the silence. Although, his thoughts were mainly centered on Sakura he did realize that them beating each other nearly half to death wasn't as pleasant as it used to be; especially since Sakura was no longer there to heal them. Neither were willing to make a trip to the hospital, but he was almost positive they wouldn't bleed out.

"She's far." Naruto looked at Sasuke curious about the certainty in his voice. Did he know where Sakura was? Had he been hiding it from him? Naruto's voice lowered dangerously.

"How far?"

Sasuke closed his eyes and leaned against Naruto. Naruto barely managed to hide his surprise. Sasuke rarely reached for him first. That simple action showed Naruto just how badly Sakura's departure affected the last Uchiha. "She's not in Sand... or Water. She's definitely not in Leaf."

Sand? Water? Those had been the last places that Sasuke had gone on missions.

"How...? You've been searching for her!"

Sasuke didn't reply.

The streets were dark, which was something that sparked terror into the average person who happened to live in Gotham. To Sakura Haruno it was an annoyance. Her night vision was passable, but having to fight a thug or two who thought her small stature made her a target got old quickly.

She had just finished her shift at the hospital and was on her way home. She did, as Batman had mentioned previously, have to go back to medical school as they called it. It wasn't as bad as Sakura thought it would be—especially since with Batman's connections she had skipped the vast majority of the training required in this world. She had already taken her first medical exam and passed it with flying colors. If left to her own devices she would have taken the second as well, but her benefactor, Bruce Wayne, had insisted she wait.

Speaking of her benefactor, Bruce Wayne was quite the mysterious man. She made it a point to learn everything she could about him because she was quite simply sick of walking around in the darkness. Kakashi made a point a while back. She had handicapped herself by not equipping herself with knowledge. She'd be damned before she did it again—especially since it was a man who was somehow connected to Batman. Sakura wasn't an idiot and anything that was connected to Batman she needed to know about.

The first thing she found were old newspaper articles on the death of his parents. There was no doubt in her mind that a little boy of his age had to be traumatized by witnessing his parent's murder. It made her feel sorry for him. He was an orphan just like Naruto... just like Sasuke.

He had an adopted son named Dick Grayson, who was about twelve in age. Dick Grayson, also had quite the tragic background. He also witnessed his parents murdered in front of him. It made sense why Wayne was willing to adopt him. Sakura had seen her fair share of people die and knew well that it did things to you. Sometimes it was difficult to cope. Sometimes you couldn't cope.

"You know, if you keep spacing out like that and you're going to walk into a wall, and of course I'd help you up after I finish laughing."

Sakura jumped, startled. She glanced around her and realized that she had somehow made it home. Sakura glanced at Kakashi and scowled albeit halfheartedly.

He stayed with her instead returning home to Konoha. She hadn't told him how grateful she was for that, but she had a feeling he knew. Kakashi had never been the type of man who was overly demonstrative with his affection. A mischievous grin and a hair tussle generally meant he was fond of you. Staying with you in a world that wasn't his own, well that was love.

"What are you doing up?" Sakura yawned feeling how late it was in her bones. She was almost certain the sun would rise the second she closed her eyes.

"Waiting for you. We had a visitor while you were gone." Sakura watched as Kakashi pointed at different areas where Batman had the place bugged. She had been in Gotham for a couple of months now. She would have thought by now that Batman would be well aware that he couldn't hide his little toys from them—or maybe that was the point. He wanted them to know they were being watched. Sakura rolled her eyes.

It was a matter of trust. Trust that she didn't have. Sakura was no idiot. She knew Batman didn't trust her. She hadn't exactly been inspiring people to welcome her with open arms lately. She had almost killed Superman.

Clark...

Blue eyes flashed before her making her heart skip a beat and then clench in pain.

Sakura shook her head. She couldn't afford to think about him because if she did, she would break down. Breaking down was not an option. She had too many things to do. Besides, Batman's bad habit of stalking and being a general creeper was enough to deal with. Her heart could wait.

"You're doing it again."

Sakura swore irritated that she had spaced out once more. Men were such a pain. "Just leave them alone Kakashi. If we keep getting rid of them, he'll keep coming back."

"But he gets so creative as to where he hides things. It's a fun game to play."

Sakura barely stifled her amused laughter. Berating him never once crossed her mind. It would take Kakashi Hatake to get a kick out of screwing with the Batman. "Do what you want. I'm going to bed." Kakashi gave her a two fingered wave and pulled out his book to read. He was up to something, she realized, but she didn't have it in her to care.

The sun rose shining in Sakura's eyes. Morning had come all too quickly. Groggily, she opened her bleary eyes and let the sunlight pierce her retinas. Pushing her body upward out of the plush bed that threatened to hold her captive Sakura moved over to the window and opened the curtains a little wider.

Gotham City.

It was nothing like Metropolis. It was darker, grittier, and a lot more dangerous. Drugs, murder, and mayhem were the best description of the city. It gave her insight as to why Batman was so scary. He had to be. It was what the city needed. Despite all that she welcomed the change. It wasn't like she couldn't take care of herself.

Bruce Wayne set her up in one of the nicer areas, but she did have the chance to explore other areas. She was well aware of how dangerous the city was. However, when she tried to help anyone other than herself the Batman appeared telling her in no uncertain terms that she was in Gotham to be a doctor not a hero. So she minded own business—or tried to. She hadn't been as successful as she would have liked.

She hadn't heard a word from Clark since she had been there. She hadn't really expected to. It had been his idea, after all, that she leave.

Well...technically it was Batman's idea that she leave, but Clark pushed her away. Though it was true that she hadn't exactly fought to stay with him. She had far too much pride she knew, but she just couldn't find it in herself to beg him to let her stay. If he wanted her then he would have fought for her at least a little, wouldn't he?

Sakura shook her head. Pondering the subject wasn't doing any good. She was thankful for the distraction of the door knocking to drag her out of her reveries.

Sakura moved quickly to the door in order to answer it before the knocking awakened Kakashi. She wasn't sure when he went to bed the previous night, but he could sometimes be a bit violent when awakened against his will. The last thing Gotham needed was a murderous sleepy ninja. Although she was slightly curious as to who would win, Kakashi or the Batman.

When she opened the door it was to see a dark beauty with deep green eyes that Sakura was instantly jealous of on her doorstep.

"Hi, I'm Selina." She extended her hand for Sakura to shake which Sakura did and automatically replied, "I'm Sakura."

"I'm new to the building and I just wanted to stop by and say hello and also to give you this." Selina extended her hand once more and passed a bunch of letters to her. Sakura's lips twitched slightly as she was reminded of her time in the Daily Planet mail room, but the almost smile faded away as she realized that the mail was actually hers. Sakura was seconds away from questioning the woman when she said, "They must have put it in my box by accident."

"Oh, thanks." Sakura glanced at the letter on top and saw it was from Wayne Enterprises. She wondered what the letter could possibly be about. She had turned in all the paperwork that Batman told her was required of her. She shouldn't need anything else unless Batman had missed something—and that didn't seem at all likely.

"So, are you busy?" Sakura felt reality slip back into place and realized that Selina had been talking to her.

"I'm sorry-" Sakura watched as Selina's eyes grew large at something she was looking at behind her. Curiously Sakura turned her head to see what had caught her interest only to see that Kakashi had just exited his room half naked as he was wont to do. The look on Selina's face told Sakura that even with the mask Kakashi looked very scrumptious to her.

Okay, so, Sakura wasn't dead. He looked scrumptious to her too, but she wasn't crazy. There was no way she'd ever walk down that road. Dating two teammates in a lifetime was more than enough trouble for Sakura.

"I... can see that you are busy... and if you're not, then you should be."

Sakura's face turned beet red at the implication and tried to stutter out an explanation, but Selina gave her a wink and was gone. Sakura closed the door dumbfounded and heard Kakashi say, "Who was that?"

"A neighbor. And put some clothes on!"

Kakashi merely chuckled and didn't put on a damned thing. Sakura huffed and tore open the letter from Wayne Enterprises and scanned the contents. Said contents just so happened to stun her. It seemed Mr. Wayne wanted to meet her in person at some sort of function. She really didn't think that boded well for her.

Sakura really didn't know how she kept ending up at events like these. The last time had ended in disaster. You'd think after that she'd avoid them like the plague—such was not the case.

She was at a function that Bruce Wayne held once every few years for people that he had 'assisted' in some form or another. The purpose was, she gathered, was for him to see how well they were progressing.

In other words he was keeping tabs on them.

Personally, she didn't think she warranted an invitation since she had just started medical school and hadn't really made use of his boundless money. She somehow got the feeling though that the invitation itself, she received hadn't been a request. It was a demand.

"I really don't know why you dragged me along. I didn't take his money." He was only pouting because Sakura made him remove his mask. There was nothing that screamed, 'I have a secret' or 'I'm a thief' like wearing a mask in this world. He put a henge on his face instead, so he was really only being a big baby that had their security blanket snatched away.

"However, you are living in a home he provided. It's only right that you escort me." Kakashi opened his mouth to say he was willing to leave, but the look Sakura gave him made him hesitate. He really hated seeing her cry—even when she was younger.

Kakashi shrugged and grabbed an hors d'oeuvres from the tray of a passing waiter. "Want to dance?" Kakashi asked after the consumed his treat.

Sakura nodded and allowed Kakashi to lead her to the dance floor. Sakura really didn't know how long it had been since she had danced with Kakashi, but it had been too long. She loved dancing with him. Naruto had never been good at it. Sasuke wouldn't do it, and Clark (most of the time anyway) was too busy playing up his ungraceful alter ego that it wasn't fun at all. With Kakashi, on the other hand, every step was delightful. She found herself laughing out loud when Kakashi lowered her into a dip. She had a feeling that they were drawing eyes with their graceful footwork, but she didn't mind too much. If she had to be there at all she might as well have a little fun.

She was slightly shocked, though, when Kakashi stopped moving and glanced over his shoulder. "May I cut in?" The stranger's voice was smooth, but she couldn't really see him since Kakashi's body was blocking her view. Kakashi stepped aside giving Sakura a small wave before disappearing into the crowd.

Sakura barely had time to scowl at Kakashi's abandonment before she suddenly found herself in the arms of Bruce Wayne. She was well aware of what the man looked like after all the research she had done on him. No one could say that Bruce Wayne was an unattractive man. If they did that mean either one of two things.

1. They were a liar or

2. They were blind in one eye and couldn't see out the other.

Sakura definitely wasn't the latter, and although the former was part of the job description it didn't mean that she lied to herself.

Bruce Wayne was very handsome. He wasn't classically good looking, but there was just something about the man that made a woman not look twice, but rather three times at him. If Sakura's heart wasn't otherwise spoken for she was certain that she'd have a few heart palpitations reserved for Mr. Wayne.

"You're a wonderful dancer." His voice reverberated in her ear as he pulled her a little closer than was truly necessary, but Sakura didn't fight it. As long as his hands didn't drift into danger areas she would be okay. It would be bad to break the fingers of a man who didn't really deserve it.

"I could say the same about you Mr. Wayne."

"Ah, so you know who I am."

"It would be a shame and extremely foolish if I didn't recognize my own benefactor." He put a little space between them and looked down at her face.

"Ah, so you're her."

"If you mean I'm Sakura Naharueno then yes, that is who I am."

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you."

"Likewise." Sakura murmured as the song ended. Applause erupted around them and Sakura realized she had indeed become the center of attention. It was probably because of who she had been dancing with. Bruce Wayne raised her hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it lightly before making his way through the crowd and began to give some speech that she really wasn't paying attention to.

"That was some dance." Kakashi appeared once more at her side. Sakura shrugged at his words.

"I don't get to do it that often so when I do, I tend to enjoy it."

"Mmm." Sakura glanced around the room, noting that she didn't recognize a single face in the room. She was really glad she made Kakashi come with her. There was nothing worse than being at a function that you didn't want to be at without a single friend in sight. "What do you think of Mr. Wayne?"

"Those few minutes were hardly enough to make an impression, Kakashi."

Kakashi chuckled. "Really?"

"Yes, really."

"Then how is it that you managed to make such an impression on him." Sakura turned and looked at Kakashi who happened to have his eyes on Bruce Wayne. Sakura followed his gaze only to see the man looking directly at her. She felt herself grow warm. The look was scorching and brought to mind black silk sheets and skin. Lots of bare skin.

"I..I think I'm going to step out for some fresh air."

All Sakura heard was Kakashi chuckling behind her.

The halls were deserted when Sakura stepped out of the ballroom. Sakura found that slightly odd given the amount of people who were at the function, but immediately dismissed the thought and welcomed the silence. Although with the silence everything that she had been holding back suddenly caught up to her. Tears blurred her vision and her feet hastened their pace so that she could cry where no one could see her.

She missed Clark so much. Why hadn't she called him just to check up on him? She had practically thrown him away for something that was her fault. She couldn't blame him for forgetting her. It wasn't something he had done on purpose. If she had been a better medic she could have healed him completely and she'd still be at his side.

Sakura immediately halted her thought process. A bitter smile crossed her lips. It seemed that she didn't need Sasuke to belittle her skills as a ninja. She did just fine on her own. Although, maybe that's why Sasuke did it. She dragged herself down so often, maybe belittling her was the only way to make her rise from the ashes.

The cool night air hit her face as she walked outside. The wind blew slightly drying her tear stained face. She decided then and there that she was going to call Clark. Even if it was only to say hello. It was almost a certainty that she wouldn't be called in on League business again and she didn't think she could go on without him being in her life some kind of way, even if they were only casual acquaintances. That was better than nothing.

Sakura glanced around her when she heard a voice say, "Yes, Mr. J", but there was no one to be seen. Sakura shrugged it off and looked out at the city. It was funny how in Metropolis she felt like she had a place where she belonged. It felt like home—not like Konoha, but home nonetheless.

She didn't feel that way at all in Gotham. Batman didn't allow her to fight crime on his streets. Whenever she tried he somehow always jumped into the fray before she could do anything worthwhile. It almost put her in the mind of Clark but Clark's motives were altruistic. Batman's motives were far from it.

Sakura's musings were interrupted when the doors behind her flew open and Kakashi ran out towards her. His henge was gone and his true face was staring at her plainly. On his face was a maniacal grin that would give her nightmares for years to come. Laughter bubbled up and out of his throat, raising the hairs on the back of her neck. She couldn't help taking a step back. He was scaring her, and aside for when he was about to kill someone that was something that didn't really happen.

"Kaka-sensei," Sakura began cautiously, "what's wrong with you?" He continued to laugh clutching his chest and taking deep breaths gasping for air. He collapsed at her feet and between chuckles he barely managed to get out the word, "poison."

Sakura didn't know what emotion to feel first. There was fear. Someone harmed a person she cared about right under her nose for presumably no reason at all. Not to mention they used a drug that she was completely unfamiliar with. While it was true that a similar situation happened before, the last time she removed an unknown toxin she lost the man she loved. The nature of her relationship with Kakashi was far from romantic, but she didn't know if she'd ever be able to forgive herself if she lost him. Especially since he had done so much for her.

Sakura knelt down and rolled Kakashi on his back. His shoulders quaked in mirth at her unamusing actions.

"Sensei, can you tell me what kind of poison it is?"

He didn't respond except to laugh loudly at her question and Sakura knew she was going to have to do this blindly again. The circumstances were less than ideal, but she wasn't about to let him die on her just to keep her 'identity' secret. If push came to shove she'd go back to Konoha without a single regret.

Her hands were seconds away from glowing green in a quick assessment when a shadow appeared over her. She was on her feet before the thought to stand had fully processed in her brain. Her eyes flashed in warning until she realized who was studying her.

"Batman." Her tone showed how unsurprised she was to see him. It wasn't uncommon for him to be nearby if danger was in her vicinity. "What's going on?" Instead of replying he tossed a vial in her direction.

"It's the antidote. Use it."

He disappeared inside the building and Sakura looked down at Kakashi's frame knowing with how hard it was becoming for him to breathe due to his creepy endless laughter. Sakura glanced at the vial knowing injecting it into the blood stream would be the fastest method. The problem was she didn't have a needle and syringe.

A green, red, and yellow blur whizzed past her and called out, "You're gonna need this!" Sakura said a silent prayer of thanks to the gods after she realized that she had been given exactly what she needed to save Kakashi. A syringe and needle.

After, injecting Kakashi with the antidote Sakura waited at the older ninja's side until sanity returned to his eyes.

"What happened?" His voice was hoarse, but she supposed that was to be expected. It was also music to her ears and she definitely wouldn't be upset if she never heard him laugh again. Sakura's chakra flared green as she checked his status.

"I was hoping you'd tell me."

They locked eyes briefly and realization soon dawned upon him. He made an attempt to sit up, but Sakura pushed him down. He wasn't in any condition to get up and move about after he had just been poisoned and she wasn't about to let him.

"Let me up Sakura. He's insane. We have to stop him." He made another attempt to rise, but Sakura pushed him down once more.

"Batman is here. He'll take care of it."

"Sakura," The sternness in his voice made Sakura flinch. Actually, she flinched because just by saying her name she knew what he was thinking and she knew he was right.

"Batman doesn't want me screwing with his city. It's not my responsibility. You are."

Kakashi hauled himself to his feet despite Sakura's protests. Although, truthfully if she wanted to pin him down with her chakra she could have.

"Then, if I'm your responsibility you'd better make sure I don't get killed."

Sakura scowled when he disappeared. There was nothing new about her having to keep Kakashi alive. Sometimes he could be just as reckless as Naruto and Sasuke. Team Seven was nothing but a headache. Still, it was amazing that he could even stand.

Sakura rose slowly to her feet. There wasn't even a question in her mind about whether or not she'd follow him. She would, even though she knew she'd face Batman's displeasure afterward. Because life was about doing the right thing—no matter what the League thought of her. Still, it wouldn't hurt to be cautious so she slightly altered her genjutsu on her appearance so that instead of people seeing what they wanted to see when looking at her they saw a nondescript woman with bland brown hair and eyes.

Thereafter, the kunoichi followed Kakashi's chakra signature back to the ballroom to see the floor littered with bodies. Her eyes scanned the room, noting a green tinge to the air. Her eyes narrowed. This was probably the poison that Kakashi succumbed to earlier. She hoped the antidote kept Kakashi from having another fit. She wasn't sure what would happen to him if he did. For her sake, though, she hoped Sasuke's paranoia continued to be her savior and the poison wouldn't affect her at all.

"Come on Bats! You're not making this any fun!"

Sakura looked at the man in the hideous purple suit his face the mask of a deranged clown as he laughed wildly while attacking Batman with a lead pipe. Sakura shivered slightly unnerved. She had never been a fan of clowns. Batman dodged each swing, but didn't seem to be making any attempts at offense.

The boy with Batman was battling a woman who was dressed similarly to a court jester. Surprisingly, for a small child in this world, he was fairing very well. Still, the woman was backing him into a corner and any fool could see that a trap awaited him. Kakashi appeared at Sakura's side. "Tell the boy to help the Bat. We'll take the girl."

It was a sound strategy. She knew nothing about the boy's fighting style and vice versa. They would only get in each others way. Besides, if they didn't intervene the boy would die anyway, or at the very least end up seriously hurt and she really didn't want to fight with Batman over whether or not he'd let her heal him.

"And Sakura,"

"Hmm?"

"Don't tear the building down." He grinned at her and Sakura felt her temper flare.

"I know that!" Sakura yelled, drawing the attention of the bad guys.

"Well, what do we have here?" The clown said, "More Bat freaks? No, not quite the right costume. Decided to phone a friend Batman?"

Sakura looked down at her ball gown and knew that she was about to regret what she was about to do. The gown was gorgeous. Kakashi bought it for her and since the man could be rather miserly she cherished everything he deigned to buy her. After a quiet goodbye, she pulled out the kunai that was strapped to her thigh and used it to cut off the bottom of her gown.

"Well the more the merrier!" Just as Sakura was raising her head from cutting her dress she saw the lead pipe that the madman had been using against Batman hurtling her way. Her first instinct was to just catch it and throw it back, but a niggling feeling in the back of her neck told her to dodge. A ninja doesn't ignore their instincts.

Sakura dodged and ran towards the colorful boy fighting the jester, missing the pipe's mild explosion that threw confetti in the air. She noted grimly that said confetti didn't simply float to the ground, but rather in fell speedily embedding itself into the concrete.

Kakashi reached the boy before she did and urged him to go help Batman. He did so with a bit of reluctance that Sakura didn't have time to ponder.

"Well whadda we have here?" She put her hands on her hips and looked at Kakashi and Sakura a large smile on her face and a huge mallet in her hands. "Don't recognize you super heroes. You new in town?" Sakura didn't have a chance to reply that they weren't heroes, they were ninja because a voice cut in rather rudely.

"Harley! Quit the chit chat and get rid of them."

"Yes, Mr. J!"

The mallet immediately swung at Sakura's head. She ducked using the action to try and sweep Harley's feet from beneath her, but she jumped backwards towards Kakashi who was waiting to attack. Kakashi delivered a blow to her back between her shoulder blades knocking her to the ground. Sakura noted worriedly that he was panting heavily and didn't look like he was holding up well. This wasn't what she was accustomed to with the famed Copy Ninja, master of over a thousand jutsu. The poison must have affected him more than what he let on. She was going to have to finish this quickly.

Sakura rushed forward in an attempt to kick Harley while she was still down, but she rolled away from the intended blow. Sakura's lip curled upward in irritation as Harley sprang to her feet. In her fall the mallet escaped her grasp and slid closer to Sakura. Sakura had no qualms about using the weapon of an enemy—as long as it wasn't going to suck her chakra dry...because she was well aware of a few weapons out there that did that. Sakura shook her head slightly thinking of Tenten, the Weapon's Mistress.

Grabbing the mallet Sakura pushed forward with a bit of chakra increasing her speed. She swung the mallet at Harley who raised her hand to block Sakura's intended blow. Harley succeed in blocking, but let out a long string of expletives in response. Sakura followed up with a punch to the face, knocking Harley backwards. Blood flew from her lips as she staggered backwards and into Kakashi's grasp where they performed the low down dirty trick of holding her arms while the other punched her in the stomach.

It was a move that Sakura wasn't too fond of, but Kakashi's warning of 'don't tear the building down' didn't only mean literally not to do it. It also meant he wanted her to keep her identity a secret. For some reason he didn't want it known who, exactly, she was or quite possibly who he was seeming as though he had been rather secretive lately. Keeping that a secret meant no flashy justu that people had seen her using while working with the League. So it was taijutsu only with just a small amount of chakra enhanced strength to ensure she made a point.

When they were certain that she wasn't going to be getting up soon Kakashi let Harley fall to the ground all the while keeping an eye on her. Sakura turned her attention to Batman, who had just wrapped up his own fight and slowly approached him.

"Batman," He turned to her voice, his eyes narrowing probably because she didn't look they way she did when she last saw him. Sakura looked down at the unconscious clown and said, "We'll leave the rest to you."

She would have turned to leave, but the boy of the multiple colors said, "Why aren't you affected by the gas?"

Sakura turned her head to the masked child and said, "What's your name?"

"Robin." He answered promptly and gave her a cheeky grin that Sakura couldn't help but respond to.

"Well, Robin, I'm not affected because it's only poison."

He blinked, confused and mouthed the words 'only poison' in a question form. Sakura nodded at Batman and then turned to Kakashi only to see him stumble slightly. She moved to quickly support his weight.

"Take him to the hospital." Batman said, but before Sakura could reply Kakashi said firmly.

"No."

Sakura sighed, knowing what would happen if she tried to force Kakashi into a hospital. He'd escape—even if he was half dead.

"You know what happened last time." Batman's calm and cold words ripped through Sakura and a wave of shame washed over her.

"I. Said. No." The words were said not for Sakura's benefit, but for Batman's and the confidence within her that had been wavering solidified. Kakashi trusted her and if Kakashi trusted any medic then that, itself, was a miracle.

"We're ninja, Batman." Sakura said softly. "We take care of our own." And with that they disappeared in a whirl of leaves.