I do not own Naruto. I know I have short chapters, but I'm only a very lazy thirteen year old that has a lot to learn. At the moment I am going back to edit better, but the story is complete. Enjoy!

Chapter one: Personality Changes

He came back. Sasuke bothered to walk back through the Konoha gates. Then he expected to be welcomed back when he told us that he had killed Uchiha Madara. Well, he was dead wrong when it came to certain people.

Everybody fell for it. All accept his old teammate, a female medical-nin, Sakura. She still only saw darkness in the man. Darkness that could never be tamed. She wasn't ever going to fall for him again.

He was older. He was better looking. He even became a little nicer over his year and a half in Konoha, but the man was still the same, emotionless, jerk who broke her heart many times through her past.

But she had also grown. She was now beautiful, intelligent, and a talented young lady. What else could she ask for? Oh right, she could wish that Uchiha never stepped foot in her village liked he promised back in their childhood days. All though, everybody knew that could never happen.

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Great! Sakura Haruno huffed as she stormed out of her apartment in anger. That bastard was going to get it now. As soon as she saw him, she was going to give him a blow to the face. And not a soft one either.

How dare Sasuke get a messenger to come to her home at four in the morning? What did he want, anyway? He probably was going to beg her to sneak him out the village gates, that's what. Damn it, he made her so mad.

Sakura stomped her feet past the closed shops and locked wood houses, till she got to a bench outside the gates of the Uchiha Mansion. The girl sat on the cold steel bench and waited. She waited for a sign. She waited for him.

"So you aren't ignoring me anymore, huh?"

The kunoichi glanced up at the raven haired boy, and then crossed her arms and legs. She growled, "It's hard to ignore a jerk when he wakes you up at four A.M." Her hand began to swing.

Sasuke quickly caught the fist of the girl coming at him. "I knew you wouldn't come unless I made you mad" he claimed.

"Oh look, the asshole guessed something right" the girl said as she brought back her fist. "What do you want" she spat.

The man paced around on the sidewalk and scratched his head. His worry lines forming on his forehead, then began stutter, "um ... uh... how do I say this without you punching me?"

"Are you worrying?" Sakura asked. She had never seen him like this. But then again, she didn't really let him see her often. A lot can change in a couple years she guessed.

"Sakura, it has been over one and a half years since I came back to Konoha. When will you start to trust me again?" The words sounded serious, his facial expression matched them. That's how she ,personally, knew it was all an act. The Sasuke she knew would never care if she trusted him or not.

The girl took a deep breath before answering, "I've told you so many times. How could ever trust you after you killed" she clenched her fists into balls then stared at the Uchiha, "or tried to kill everyone that cared about you?"

"Because ..." he then sighed at his failed attempt to think of an idea. "Okay, I guess there isn't any reason to trust me after all I've done, but-"

"Exactly, so why don't you leave me alone, and let me move on in my life" Sakura interrupted as she turned to walk back home.

She made three steps before a cold hand wrapped around her wrist, "Sakura, why won't you let me finish-"

"It would be a waste of time listening to a bastard blabbering" she answered as she raddled his hand off her. She glanced back into the dark pools in his eyes, then turned to walk down the lonely streets of Konoha, leaving the Uchiha in her dust.

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Sakura didn't get any sleep after the spat she had with Sasuke. All she could thing about was one thing- she never did find out what he wanted. The kunoichi was sure that he didn't want to know why she wouldn't trust him. Not like she would go to him and ask. She had been giving him the silent treatment since he came back. But somehow he always got her to sneak some nasty words through her lips.

That morning she was scheduled to train with Lady Tsunade, but due to a four inch thick stack of paperwork on her desk, training was cancelled.

Instead, Sakura decided to help her mentor with the papers she had on her grand desk. "Sakura, time's almost up" the fifth announced.

Time? What about time being almost up? "Sorry malady, but I do not know what you are talking about."

"Uchiha, he has six more months" she took a deep sigh. "You know, I only let that boy back through our gates because I care about you and Naruto. And yet, you don't even speak to the young man. Sure, Naruto still has conversations, which usually turn into quarrels, but you sure don't act the same around him."

"Are you talking about that drooling little girl I used to be? I stopped falling head over heels over that bastard a long time ago." She suddenly snapped back to her earlier question, "but what about his time being almost up?"

The Hokage looked up from the paper in her hands, giving the kunoichi a convincing look. She stated "there is another reason why that Uchiha was able to stay. After a lot of begging to come back, I finally became a softy and let him in, as long as he kept our deal we made."

"Deal? Oh, this must be good", Sakura snickered.

"It is good, but I don't think Uchiha likes it. The deal was that he had to form a relationship and get married before two years were up, and here's the catch, he has to do this or he gets banished from the village." Tsunade glared back at the paperwork, "so what do you think?"

She looked up with a smirk "I think he will be out of here in six months". The kunoichi started to laugh, "there aren't many women his age that are still single, accept for fan girls of course, but I know for a fact that he would never go for them. Then again, I can't picture him in a relationship, period."

"I sure can", the fifth said and then sighed, "but I'm sure that will be very difficult to come true. Sasuke has only one girl he is able to be interested in and, frankly, she says she's not interested in him."

Sakura scoffed, "I wish I could have seen that bastard get blown off like that. She must have taught him an excelent lesson."

"Trust me; it will be an interesting turnout."

Tsunade shuffled through some papers quietly, the two were silent for several seconds. Then she lifted up a piece and read, till her eyes popped, as if she had been shocked from something. Then quickly blurted, "Damn it! Speaking of Uchiha, I thought I got someone to deliver this last week. Sakura, I'm getting you to run an errand for me. Take this to Sasuke now; he needs to know this!"

"But ..." the student gulped. After the argument earlier that morning, she was hoping not to see him for a while. A long while. 'Don't do it, say no. Do you really want to talk to him' she thought.But she still continued, "Sure ... sure thing, malady." Not like she was going to disobey her sensei, who knows what the consiquences would be.

So she left the office, stubborn on the inside, but loyal on the outside. Worried here, but confident there.

Sakura sprinted down the stairs, stumbling on the last step. Then she made her way out the doors, to the village houses, and onto the street with the Uchiha Mansion at the end. But, of course, she walked slowly, making herself prepared for Sasuke's humongous ego.At least the flowers are in bloom,the kunoichi thought as she pranced past beautiful blossoms of pink, purple, and baby blue. The aroma was so light and sweet; she had almost forgotten what she came there to do, till she noticed the mansion.

Typical. The grass was brown and dead. Plus, there were no decorations, lawn ornaments, or bird houses, what so ever. You could tell that a, so unpleasant, man lived there. Now, if there was a woman, the lawn would look twice as nice as Sakura's veranda. Maybe Sasuke needed a wife after all, but she would still feel sorry for the poor women.

Now, the kunoichi stood in front of a large steel gate. She took a deep breath, pushed the gate open, and took one step into the horrific yard. Sakura trembled across the stone path, feeling a cold presence on such a warm spring day.

Then, finally at the large front door, she rang the doorbell and waited. Seconds later the raven haired boy answered by opening the entrance.

"Sakura? Here to apologise or punch me?"

She answered "neither. Lady Tsunade asked me to deliver this". The kunoichi handed over the telegram, giving him the evil eye at the same time. "Sadly, I can't hurt you, without getting in trouble."

Sasuke took the paper and skimmed the letters, his eyes going faster as he read more. Once he was finished, he brought his hand up to his forehead. "Shit" he said as his eyelids snapped closed. "I was hoping that she forgot about that."

Sakura smirked at his agony.

"You're enjoying this, aren't you?" he questioned the girl. "This isn't funny Sakura. Do you even know what this is about?"

"No, your point?" she snickered, "I'm laughing it up for now, because I know you won't be like this for long before you pull out your 'cool dude' rep."

"I'm not talking to you anymore" the man stated as the door began to close.

"Hey, what could it possibly say to make you so worried? I bet it's hill-arious" the girl taunted, sarcastically, till the entrance was closed.

She laughed to herself, as she trotted out of the yard, and onto the sidewalk in a bright, smiling mood. Never, for such a long time, had she felt so entertained.

Author's note: finally finished. I know it's short, but I repeat. I am a lazy 13 year old.

What a drag, I don't even know where I am going with this. I kind of just started this fooling around, but then I actually got a small idea. But I think this will be the fluffiest thing I has ever wrote. So please no troublesome comments.

And if you are wondering about my laziness and phrases, I consider myself as a female Shikamaru.