Story Title: Playing With Fire

Chapter Title: Meet the Mob

Pairing: OrochimaruSakuraGaara

Rating: T (some swearing)

Author: Backlash Symphony

Summary: Sakura's the new student at KAVPA and the only other survivors of the massacre at school five years before are Gaara and Kabuto. She defines herself with film and catches the eye of Orochimaru, the son of the mobster who arranged the massacre. OroSakuGaa

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Do you think I'd be writing this stuff if I did? Didn't think so.

Extra: I forgot to say this last chapter. This fic, though it is a high school fic, isn't just about what happens in high school. There's a point, there's a big ending, and I promise I'll make it as painless as possible.

Anime. Bands. Hot Topic. Of course they'll be in there. If you see animes or bands listed, don't flip out on me. They need to be there. It's AU afterall. Zabuza is Sakura's friend. He's three years older than she is.

Text means normal writing.

'Text' means thoughts.

'Text' mean Inner Sakura's thoughts.

Text means flashback.

Thanks to all of my reviewers!

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On to the story!

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Sakura
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They were moving closer and closer to the large house. She suddenly understood why her home cost such an incredibly low price. Either the owners knew they'd go through Hell to live so close to the Uchiha family or the Uchihas had actually set everything up so she wouldn't need to pay for it all. Step by step she was moving forward. The driveway made of smooth, black, heat-absorbing asphalt was passed over and she was suddenly pulled from her thoughts. She had less than five feet to go before she hit the lawn and she was positive she had to be looking like she'd seen a ghost.

Inhaling silently she looked at Orochimaru out of the corner of her eye. People were running from one part of the lawn to the other, across the lengthy porch, and in and out of the house. Others were lounging comfortably in chairs or on blankets with small tables topped with silver platters of appetizers. Servants, yes, servants, were walking back and forth between people, taking empty glasses and trays and signaling for others to exchange full orders with them. There was music the kids at their school would listen to playing as well. Some people were split into groups and were discussing things. One group in particular was made of mostly women who looked nothing like the rest of the people there.

"Whoa..." Sakura whispered, blinking quickly as if she were hallucinating.

She heard Itachi and Orochimaru chuckle on either side of her and she rolled her eyes, crossing her arms across her chest. Her feet hit the soft grass and she knew there was nothing left to do. Mumbling something insulting under her breath -she knew she was completely safe since no one would hear it- she slowed her walk down, looking more closely at the people. They were all various shades of pale skin and had dark hair with eyes that were nearly -if not darker- as dark as their hair.

So naturally, seeing all of these people who match Itachi's looks perfectly, she wondered what was wrong with Orochimaru. She turned her head to see Orochimaru's face more clearly, taking note of his long thin face with skin ten shades paler than anyone on the lawn. His eyes were golden, nothing close to the pitch black color everyone else had. He was taller than everyone else, too...

"Uh...you're adopted, aren't you?" Sakura asked quietly, focusing her attention solely on Orochimaru.

The taller boy stopped and slowly turned his head down to face her. Sakura froze and nearly cried out at his emotionless look. Scratch that. His face was emotionless, but his eyes...she shivered, remembering his glare at lunch. But it was an act. The corners of his lips quirked up and he grinned at her.

"It's nice to know you figured that out on your own," he said, amused.

Sakura let out a breath she hadn't realized she'd been holding and suddenly glared at him.

"Don't-" she cried, poking him hard in the chest, "-you ever do that again!"

The chatter lowered as the attention shifted onto the pink haired teen now glaring daggers at the Uchiha's eldest son. Sakura huffed and totally forgot where she was until she heard a foreign laughter that caused her arm to drop to her side. She moved her head to scan the area for the person and landed on a boy that looked like a younger version of Itachi. He seemed to be around her age. Sakura blinked in surprise, looking from Itachi to the stranger and back again. She raised an eyebrow in question.

The boy -still grinning, mind you- set his drink -was that alcohol?- down in the hands of one of the women surrounding him and despite the fact that Sakura couldn't take her eyes off of him, she could feel the glares of the boy's fan club on her as he walked closer to her. Being an Uchiha meant this kid had it made. He had the looks, the girls, the money, and the reputation that made him irresistible to women -and most likely men, just like Orochimaru. So as he walked closer to her, Orochimaru and Itachi moved away from her, winking to one another in some code Sakura didn't understand.

Mr. Confident, with his hands in his pockets and his supposedly sexy million dollar playboy smirk on, came to a halt a foot in front of her. Now, Sakura hadn't seen a guy this good-looking in a little less than five years. Who would blame her for staring? No one, right? He extended his hand to grab hold of hers and he gently tugged it away from her chest. A blush rose to cover her cheeks as he nodded his head in place of a bow and tilted his head down -yet skillfully managing to keep his gaze connected with hers- to kiss her hand before returning it to her.

"I'm Sasuke Uchiha," he greeted smoothly. "Welcome to my home."

Now, Sasuke was used to women blushing. He was used to women passing out and fainting because of the sexiness overload. What he was not used to was girls who smiled impossibly wide grins without showing their teeth, something that one usually sees whenever a person is trying to hold back laughter. She brought her hand up to cover her mouth and Sasuke saw tears forming at the corners of her eyes. She gave a rushed half bow before her eyes closed.

'Oh no...his hair!'

"S-Sakura Haruno. Than-nk you v-very much for inviting m-me," she stuttered, breathing deeply.

Sasuke tilted his head and rose a brow in confusion.

"Are you alright?"

Sakura swallowed harshly and nodded her head, looking off to the side so she wouldn't need to look at him.

"I-I'm fine, thank you. I just need to find Orochimaru for a moment," she explained quickly before making a beeline for Orochimaru who was near the porch.

When she got there her face was pink from having to hold her laughter in. Her fingers grasped his shirt collar, tugging him down to ear level.

"I need to laugh, Orochimaru!" she gasped out loud enough for only him to hear. "I can't hold it in any longer."

Now, Orochimaru being the intellectual creature that he is, knew fairly immediately what it was Sakura was pitifully containing her laughter for. It was usually the case with most jealous men but to have a girl notice it and not think it was cute nearly made him burst out laughing. He settled for an incredibly amused smirk aimed at the ground. Bringing his hand up he loosened her fingers and eased her away from him.

"Let's go to the backyard," he said softly, gesturing behind him.

She nodded, face getting pinker by the second, and he quickly escorted her into the back. Sasuke shook his head and rolled his eyes, jogging back over to his throng of fan girls. Itachi watched the two run off and sent a -mentally, of course. God forbid Itachi Uchiha would ever actually show emotion- questioning glance towards the pair. He headed into the house, planning on taking the back door to the yard.

The second Orochimaru shut the gate, Sakura's mouth opened up and she bellowed out laughter. Orochimaru rushed to cover her mouth -though the music and the chatter would cover it up- but he could still hear it. Itachi emerged after a few seconds to see the pink haired girl being held by Orochimaru. Itachi turned to face his older brother.

"What happened?"

Orochimaru smirked, adjusting his hold on Sakura who was now crying.

"I think it's becau-"

Sakura shoved his hand off her face.

"Chicken butt!(1)" she cried out, her back sliding down Orochimaru until she hit the ground, body spasming with uncontrolled laughter.

Itachi's lips curved up and his eyes closed while Orochimaru allowed himself to chuckle quietly.

"Looks like I was right..."

After a good five minutes, Sakura had been reduced to a heaving mass of appendages, gasping for air as she slowly uncurled to lay on her back on the soft grass. Wiping away her tears and rubbing her tear stained cheeks, she opened her eyes to see the two eldest Uchiha brothers staring down at her.

"You good now?" Itachi asked, shaking his head.

Sakura took in an especially big breath before slowly letting it out. With a nod, she made a move to sit up but she found herself being lifted up. With a short cry she found herself on her feet against Orochimaru. Blinking once, she realized how close they were and roughly shoved him back, glaring at him.

"What did I tell you today in TV/Film about touching me?" she hissed.

"Why what ever do you mean?" Orochimaru asked in mock innocence. "We only just met at your door, remember?"

Sakura groaned and walked around him to get to the gate.

"Our father would like to meet you," Itachi said before she touched the latch.

He noted how Sakura's back and shoulders tensed and he couldn't help but wonder what she knew that had caused her original awkward behavior. She nodded silently and spun to face him, following the two boys with an expressionless face. She paid little attention to the inside of the house, only worrying about how much information she could give without making him suspicious. Orochimaru looked over his shoulder at the silent girl and mouthed something to Itachi who repeated the gazing action before nodding.

"Hey, Pinky, smile a bit, would ya?" Orochimaru teased, knowing that he'd get a reaction by calling her what she had told him not to.

She glared at him and was about to insult him when Itachi stopped her in front of a large oak door. She forced a calm expression onto her face and clicked her tongue against her teeth in annoyance.

"Don't act like it's the end of the world, Sakura. You're only meeting our father, after all," Orochimaru said simply.

Sakura nodded and Itachi knocked on the door.

"Sakura is here."

The two boys moved away and left her there. The door opened before she could say anything and she walked in. There were three other men in the room with her. One behind her, shutting the door, one sitting in front of the desk and one sitting behind the desk. From what she could remember, the one behind the desk was most likely Fugaku. He gestured for her to come closer and she did.

"Have a seat, Miss Haruno," he said tonelessly.

Sakura gave a small smile and no words as she followed his request as far as the chair. Before she sat down, she bowed.

"Thank you for inviting me to your home when I didn't know anyone here," she said honestly.

"So you're the girl who left my two oldest sons in awe today. Usually I can't get Itachi to talk and I can't get Orochimaru to be quiet but apparently you changed that to be just the opposite."

Sakura swallowed the dryness in her throat away.

'We're screwed. Definitely.'

'He likes to get straight to the point, doesn't he?' she thought nervously.

"So what is that you want from me?" she asked seriously.

She could've sworn she saw his lips curve slightly into a smile but it was gone just as swiftly as it came. Steepling his fingers, he leaned forward, elbows placed on his desk. She heard him chuckle, however.

"It's refreshing to have an intelligent female at your age, especially one that doesn't immediately lust after my children."

If Sakura had been drinking anything, the Head of the Uchiha clan would've found himself drenched.

'He didn't just say that!'

He chuckled once again at her expression.

"No offense, Mr. Uchiha, but there's nothing your sons have, are, or know that interest me," Sakura said bitterly. "They're fine choices for other girls, but they're not my type. Of course," she paused, leaning back in her chair, "you didn't want to talk to me because you wanted to discuss a possible relationship between your sons and myself, correct?"

"Watch your mouth, girl!" a voice hissed from behind her.

Fugaku looked behind her and any further protests were silenced. His attention shifted back to her again.

"Perceptive little thing, aren't you?" he said in a low voice before sighing. "So how much do you know about the Uchiha clan, then?"

Sakura clicked her tongue and nibbled on her lip, looking off to the side.

"Enough," she answered vaguely.

Fugaku raised a brow slightly.

"Enough?" he repeated, earning a nod. "Look, I don't think you understand-"

"Don't talk to me like that! When you had your sons invite me, they never said anything about being interrogated by you! I don't have to tell you anything considering the fact that everything I know the rest of the Konoha population knows as well!"

There was silence for at least a minute as Fugaku looked at Sakura. Her emerald eyes were furious as well as pained. When he finally spoke, she looked away.

"I think for both our sakes we should come clean with each other. What do you say?"

A few moments went by as Sakura thought it over.

"If you tell me what you know about me first, I'll agree," she whispered, annoyed.

"Sakura Haruno. Age 16. Senior at KAVPA. Majors in TV/Film. Born in Konoha. Raised in Konoha with Gaara Suna -one year older-, Kabuto Yakushi -two years older-, and Zabuza Momochi -three years older-, your closest friends. At age 11, Zabuza hired a group of people to help him murder every student and teacher in the Konoha Academy except for you. Yakushi and Suna were the only unintentional survivors. Before the police could stop him, he murdered your parents, Gaara's parents, and Kabuto's parents. For the five years between the Massacre and now. it's not entirely clear where you were, but at one point you were sent to-"

"That's enough!" she cried.

Her fingers were clenching the arms of the chair she was in. She sucking in ragged breaths through her grit teeth and she was struggling to keep the tears from flowing over her cheeks.

"Obviously, five years of supposed therapy didn't do anything to help you since this is such a sensitive subject still."

Sakura shot up from her chair and spun away from her seat, stomping toward the exit.

"Fugaku Uchiha. You're the most wanted criminal in the world for your leadership of the yakuza, Uchiha clan. You've murdered thousands of innocent people around the world in order to obtain more power and money. You intend to pass the leadership down to Itachi because he is your eldest son and a pure Uchiha. You have other plans for Orochimaru. Despite the fact that you've got control of nearly everything in this country, you want more," she spat hatefully.

Turning around, she bowed slightly before straightening.

"Thank you for allowing me into your lovely home."

With that she moved past the guard, opened the door, exited the room, and slammed it shut behind her. The exit was within sight and she forced herself to appear happy as she neared it. Suddenly, without a single word to warn her, all the servants she had seen earlier rushed past her and out of the door. Curiosity peaked, Sakura sped up and arrived at the exit. The servants were lined up across the porch. She struggled to see past them because they were all taller than she was but she could barely make out anything. The Uchihas that were sitting and sipping cocktails on the porch were standing as well, drinks down on the small tables.

She heard all of the talking come to silence and with a low growl she spun around, running through the house and past an emerging Fugaku until she reached the back entrance. Rushing through the door, she turned and hopped the gate, landing on the other side of the fence in a crouch before silently jogging down the driveway. She kept her back pressed to the side of the house and poked her head out over the corner, watching.

Once again, all of the people were standing, hands free of everything. The women surrounding Sasuke were all kneeling in a line, hands placed before them with their heads turned down in respect. Sasuke, Itachi, and Orochimaru were standing on the sidewalk in a half circle. There was a black limo in front of them and Sakura strained to see who was exiting the car. She caught a flash of silver before Itachi and Sasuke parted, allowing her a full view of the man. Sakura's mouth dropped open as all of the people standing leaned forward in a bow.

More people exited the car behind the silver haired boy. There was a fiesty looking girl with incredibly sickly pale skin, glaring eyes, and fiery red hair. A rather large boy clambered out from behind her, followed by another boy that Sakura nearly thought was a girl because of his thin frame and long white hair. The red eyeliner didn't help any nor did the colored bands in his hair. Another redhead, only his hair was a deepr scarlet than the orange color of the girl's, reminded her of Gaara. His face was set so that he looked emotionless. A tall, tall man with what appeared to be blue-grey skin exited on the other side of the limo, towering over the rest of them. A blonde that looked feminine but was actually a man was talking animatedly to the blue skinned boy who seemed incredibly annoyed.

Sakura turned her attention back onto Kabuto.

"Kabuto?" she whispered, taking a step past the side of the house.

It was as if he heard her whisper for she soon found her jade eyes making contact with his black ones. Sasuke was the first to notice where he was looking and motioned to his older brothers who followed the look. Orochimaru jogged over to her, smirking, and gave her arm a tug.

"Come on. I'll introduce you," he said, pulling her along with him.

Her mind was in a daze at seeing his slightly shocked face. She had taken all of five steps before Kabuto was running towards her. She vaguely felt Orochimaru releasing her as much as she felt Kabuto's arms wrapping around her, crushing her to him in a hug. She didn't say anything and the two of them never noticed the car that pulled up the driveway of her house. When he finally pulled back, she was still staring at him with disbelief in her eyes. But it wasn't the type he was hoping for.

She couldn't believe he was with them.

"Sakura!"

The pink haired girl's shoulders tensed as she snapped her head to look at the person calling her name. One incredibly pissed redhead was coming her way. Kabuto let his arms drop from Sakura to shift his body to see Gaara but he kept his body close to hers. Sakura was brought from her daze by the shout and she shook her head slightly, blinking. Looking back up at Kabuto she took a step past him only to find his hand around her wrist, pulling her back.

"Hey! Kabuto, let go of me," she hissed in annoyance, looking over her shoulder at him.

He looked down at her with a half smile.

"I just got to see you again for the first time in five years. Can't I at least get a 'hello' or 'how have you been?' at least before you go running off on me?"

Her eyes hardened and she wrenched her arm from his grip, spinning so her back was to Gaara.

"You seem to have been doing just fine," she whispered with hurt lacing her words.

She felt a sudden stinging sensation on the back of her neck and she shifted her feet, hand flying out to catch the fist aimed for Kabuto. Gaara glared at her but she stared him down, forcing his hand back to his side.

"Now's not the time," she told him, eyes burning with the need to cry.

The three Uchiha brothers were soon behind Kabuto and Sakura turned back to face the four men.

"Suna, it's not polite to come to a party uninvited," Orochimaru said sourly while crossing his arms over his chest.

"And it's annoying to have someone alive when no one wants them to be," Gaara countered in a growl.

Sakura felt the tension quadruple at the statement and the look of anger on Orochimaru's face caused her to look away.

"Cut it out, you two," she said firmly, knowing it would only escalate from there.

"Come on, Sakura, we haven't seen each other in a while. Let's go talk and catch up, 'kay?" Kabuto suggested in a friendly tone.

An arm encircled Sakura's waist, pulling her back against a solid chest. She saw Kabuto's smile falter and his eyes narrow ever so slightly. Turning her head slightly to the side she brought a hand down to rest on Gaara's.

"Calm down, Gaara," she said softly. "I've been here less than a day. I don't need this. Nothing happened," she assured him. "They invited me over. It was all safe. They didn't try anything," she explained.

His eyes closed and she saw his jaw clench. She pat his hand and he slowly opened his eyes, removing his arm from her body.

"You'll see Kabuto in school tomorrow," he said, voice strained.

Sakura nodded and nudged Gaara. He backed off a bit and Sakura bowed quickly.

"Till tomorrow, then. Thank you for inviting me and Sasuke?" she turned her head to see him. "I apologize for my earlier behavior. Good night."

She turned away from the group, ignoring the calls for her to stay and walked off with Gaara towards her home. Pulling the key out from her pocket she inserted it into the door and stepped inside once it was open. Gaara was eerily silent and it didn't help her knowing he was pissed.

"What's with all this secrecy?" she asked, somewhat frustrated from the entire day's events.

"If they find out you've left with me, things are going to get a lot more complicated. If they see you letting me out, they'll think you're still home."

With a nod and a wink he opened the door. Sakura smirked and started talking as he exited the house.

"-ch a baka! You made such a huge deal so you could ask me how the rest of my day went!"

Her acting was very good. Gaara smirked and shrugged his shoulders, turning around before digging through his pants pocket. He pulled out a thin flat box the size of a post-it and handed it to her. She blinked before taking it. He nodded to it and she hesitantly opened it. Sliding the top off she nearly dropped it. Head snapping up to meet his eyes, she watched him grin before he pulled the gift from the box, holding it between his fingertips.

"You kept it?" she whispered, one hand covering her mouth in shock.

Undoing the clasp of the necklace, he motioned for her to turn around. Sliding the cool metal around her neck, he reattached it over her hair before pulling her hair out and laying it over the chair. She spun around and wrapped her arms around him.

"Thank you so much, Panda!" she mumbled in his ear.

He grunted out his displeasure at the name before his arms settled around her waist.

"Pinky, what did I tell you in school?"

Her nose scrunched in annoyance before she let him go.

"I'll see you in school tomorrow, then, Gaara," she said happily.

He nodded and turned, walking down the steps and cutting across the lawn towards the driveway. Sakura turned and walked inside like she normally would, closing and locking the door. Once she was done with that she rocketed away from the door and to the side door, quickly opening it and shutting it behind her. Gaara gestured to the back seat and she slid in silently. He opened the driver's door and entered the car, slamming the door shut once he was in.

"Lay down on your side and cover your hair with the jacket that's there," he told her, starting the car.

She did as instructed and he backed out of the driveway, taking off in the direction he had come from on the street. The radio was turned on and it struck Sakura how stupid she must look hiding in the back seat of a car with a leath jacket pitifully hiding her bright pink hair. She blinked once before finding the words she wanted to say.

"I'm playing 'Hide the Innocent Convict' because?"

"You can sit up now," Gaara said, changing the station.

She tossed the jacket onto the floor and buckled herself in. "When the Sun Goes Down" by Arctic Monkeys started playing and Sakura grinned, humming along with it. After a few minutes of Sakura singing along with random bits of the song, it finally ended and Gaara pulled the car to a halt somewhere Sakura didn't recognize.

"Hey, Panda, where are we?" she asked innocently, eyeing the apartment complex they had arrived at.

He turned his head slowly and she rolled her eyes and unbuckling her seatbelt. Gaara exited the car first, pocketing the keys, and opened the door for her, eyes sliding slowly from one side to the other in a well hidden paranoid fashion. Sakura gave a light snorted laughter before shaking her head.

"I still don't even know why I followed you into this," she sighed, following the redhead into the building and up the stairs.

At the passing of the second flight of stairs Sakura was reminded of the God awful amount of stairs back at school. She groaned as they hit the fourth flight and her breathing was reduced to panting.

"Now I know why those stairs don't phase you at school! You're living in a place that could give school a run for its money!" she exclaimed, nodding. "It's a conspiracy, I'm telling you! They're going to rebuild the world's buildings so that there's more than one floor and lots of stairs to each floor! That way insurance companies won't need to pay as much money because they won't have fat or unhealthy clients! Micky D's won't get sued anymore and they can add a double helping of lard to each helping of fries without any worries! And-"

Gaara came to a stop halfway up the sixth flight and looked at the panting pink haired girl over his shoulder.

"Pinky."

She raised a brow.

"Yeah Panda?"

"Do me a favor."

She nodded.

"Sure thing. What?"

"Stop thinking."

With that he continued up the stairs leaving a scowling Sakura behind him. Honestly, who wouldn't? Conspiracies about stairs? Riiight.

"And lay off the hair straightener, would ya?"

Sakura gasped at his statement but quickly forgot about it as Gaara stopped in front of a door, unlocking it and opening it. Sakura whizzed past him and ran to the couch, diving onto it and landing on her back. It was was just as she squirmed herself into a more comfortable position that she realized two things.

1. Couches aren't supposed to grunt.

2. Couches don't have the ability to glare so hard you feel it.

Opening her eyes she looked up to see a very annoyed Shikamaru with his legs under her back. A grinning Naruto was under her legs. Sakura blinked.

"You weren't here just a second ago..." she said quietly. "At least, I don't think I saw you..."

"Just get off, woman!" Shikamaru complained, shoving Sakura off his lap and onto the floor.

She heard Gaara's laughter and Naruto's protests to the rough action. She sat up, dusting herself off and glaring at the yawning boy. Neji was next to her now.

"You could be a little nicer!" she hissed, rubbing her lower back. "So what's with everyone?" she asked Gaara.

"I figured since you've met everyone siding with the Uchiha clan, I would let you meet everyone siding with me," he explained, leaning against the coffee table.

Sakura took a look around the room, noticing all of the face she had seen earlier that day.

"But, Gaara, you introduced me to everyone at lunch, remember?" she reminded him.

He nodded.

"Basics. We will be getting to know you just a bit better, Sakura," Lee explained from somewhere behind her.

"Ah."

"That's right. I'm not trusting you in that house for a few days, either, so one of us will be staying with you and alternating with someone else for at least a week," Gaara explained.

Sakura jumped to her feet, eyes wide.

"What!" she screeched. "No one is living with me!"

Naruto's brows furrowed and he turned to look at Gaara.

"How do you plan on getting that past her parents?" he asked.

Sakura flopped back down, looking at the ground. Gaara looked at her.

"She doesn't have any so there won't be a problem."

"What? But she said-"

"I said they weren't there. You never asked me if they were alive or not," Sakura said with a slight pain to her voice.

"Right. Now I've offered to take watch first. Who wants second?"

Naruto's arm raised at the same time as Lee's but Gaara pointed to Naruto for second.

"Lee, you can take third. Neji, will you take fourth?"

The Hyuuga nodded and Shikamaru sighed, annoyed.

"And I get fifth, right?" he muttered, leaning back and closing his eyes.

"Right. Naruto and I will take the next two nights of the remaining week."

The next few hours were spent going over the smaller details of the week and planning out different things regarding Sakura's pick up and drop off schedule. sakura didn't really say much. She was mainly wondering how long this mess was going to continue for and when she'd be able to break free. Now that she knew that she was going to school with the infamous Uchiha sons this territory issue was much bigger than before and she wasn't as easy to jump to tell Gaara to back off. She vaguely feared for her life now but it wasn't something she wasted time worrying about.

So it was beginning. One day hadn't even finished and she was being assigned body guards. The next day of school was bound to be hell for her. She was already being dragged into a world she thought she had no need to be in. She just didn't know how wrong she was.

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Next chapter:

Kabuto and Sakura meet alone. Kabuto's escape from the massacre is revealed in a flashback. A new project is assigned alongside the old one and a field trip is proposed for the following week. Sakura is cornered. Gaara gets framed. Lee kicks some ass with Naruto.

Ta...da? This chapter totally turned out the exact opposite of what I'd intended it to be. Sakura was going to live with Gaara and there wasn't going to be a meeting. I was going to add more KabutoSakura into there but that didn't turn out either. Something else was supposed to happen at the meeting with Fugaku but I don't remember what...darn it...Oh well.

I was thinking about actors who could play Naruto characters and here's the list I came up with. I had some help from krystleg777. Thanks a bunch! If anyone wants to add or change, tell me and I'll update it. If you want to change one, give me a reason why.

Kakashi: Dane Cook
Sasuke: Matsumoto Jun
Itachi: Steven Strait
Sakura: Lindsay Lohan
Genma: John Corbett
Hinata: Emma Watson
Shikamaru: Oliver James
Deidara: Owen Wilson
Asuma: Vince Vaughn
Kiba: Garrett Hedlund
Ino: Lauren C. Mayhew
Tsuande: Pamela Anderson
Rock Lee: Jason Ritter
Orochimaru: Richard Roxburgh

"Having your school massacred, $567. Being totaly traumatized, $198. Going back to school after a 5 year absence, $285. Calling Orochimaru 'Princess', priceless. There are some things money can't buy, for everything else, there's Master Card."

Thanks Hija Del Sucio for this funny addition! Hope to have more from you soon!

Please don't forget to review! Till later!

Backlash Symphony