Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of it characters.
Sakura's a thief and Sasuke's the heir of a multi-billion dollar mansion. When Sakura's on one of her 'missions' at the mansion, she get an unexpected injury. Will Sasuke aid her? Also Sakura has a though past that'll haunt her through out the story. Will it be too late to call for help or is there certain someone that'll pull her out of the shadows of her own?
Watch out for some shady characters and shady schemes. (Through out the story)
Chapter 1
As the clock struck one, a shadowy figure gathered itself in front of the Uchiha mansion. The light of the full moon bathed the surroundings and it was quite easy to make out the shape of the mansion. It was pretty big and yet it seemed like a mere mission for the figure now smirking.
A rope was freed from its package and was genially flipped onto the right balcony railing. A few tugs were given to check the endurance. It was safe. A tight grip on the cord and away the figure went.
With a swift but accurate landing on the balcony, the figure pulled out, what looked like a lay out of the mansion. A quick glance and in it went. The door to the balcony was locked, but the figure unlocked it with ease. With quiet, almost invisible footsteps, the figure moved about the rooms. Hiding behind walls whenever a noise was heard.
After sliding carefully into the intended room, a sigh of relief was given. Now to look for the safe. It was obvious it was hidden behind something. Although they weren't stupid enough to put their fortune behind a painting, it was worth a try.
After going through a couple of paintings, it was finally found. Guess they were stupid enough, but that beside the point. The painting was carefully removed and placed gently on the carpet below, making sure not to make a sound.
The figure then pulled out a tiny computer devise and placed a cord beside the combination lock. A few turns and one combination was revealed, another turn and the second, last and the third combination was found. Getting the right code, the figure slowly began to turn the numbers.
'Click.' The sound gave away the released the seal. The safe opened. A gloved hand gently turned the wheel freeing the cold metal. A smile spread across the figure's face as they revealed bundles of pure pleasure from its resting place. The green leaves of freedom, the mother of all happiness, the joy of eternal bliss.
All were caught in one swipe and placed carefully in a black handbag. Then 'click,' in no time, things were back to normal, as if nothing occurred. The culprit slowly retraced the steps, which now led the figure to balcony. The rope tied to the balcony was carefully untied and placed back. A quick estimate on the distance between the balcony and the ground was calculated.
With no second thought, it leapt forth off the balcony. As the figure got close to touching the bare, rock hard, concrete ground, it realized something, but it was too late.
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With lazy eyes, she fought figure out where she was. A long look at her surroundings and she finally realized she was not where she was supposed to be.
She was in a big, comfy bed with actual pillows and a roof over her head that didn't look like it was about to grind her into dust once it was done collapsing. It was a very fancy bedroom. All of the windows were covered in clean, beige vinyl and there was a fresh scent of daisies in the air. There was a couch in the corner and two chairs facing it. There vases everywhere with every kind of flower possible. There were sconces hanging on either side of her bed. The bed frame almost reached the ceiling and had drapes wrapped on every corner.
The room looked very Victorian and elegant, but it was a bit too much for her. It was overwhelming. What surprised her the most that she was here. SHE was actually sleeping comfortably. It was never possible for her. Not the way she lived her entire life.
She placed her hand on her head to calm herself down, but she felt a fabric on her for head or rather bandages. Then it all came back to her. She miscalculated the distance between the balcony and the ground. Her headache was pretty bad. That's when she felt her left hand become numb. Great, she broke it. She had a big cast on her hand and it was tied around her neck for safety.
"That's it, I'm leaving," she said to herself and made an attempt to get up, but no use. She was really bruised.
"You shouldn't move too much," said a male voice in the doorway. He had raven hair and dark pools for eyes. He looked like he didn't smile much. He turned around and motioned someone to come in. It was a maid. She brought a tray of food into the chamber. She smiled at her and greeted her a good morning, "Kay here will take care of you until your able to move." He said.
"Wait… how'd I get here? And who're you?" she asked curiously.
"That's exactly the questions I was going to ask you," he leaned against the doorframe, "How the hell did you get in front of my house? And what's your name?"
"It's Sakura. My name," she said almost immediately.
"What, no last name?"
"I don't have one!" she snapped angrily.
"Hn. I'm Sasuke. Uchiha, Sasuke."
TBC.
A/N: so how was it? I know this chap was short but next chapter is going to be definitely longer. Please review or this fic'll not survive. Please forgive me for any spelling/grammar mistakes.