[untitled: can't heal them all]

The line between the realm of dreams and the realm of awareness is blurred. It's difficult to tell just when I became aware of my surroundings, aware that I was not anywhere I recognized. I was slumped in an uncomfortable chair and I opened my eyes quickly as the seat jumped under me. I was in a rectangular building, crowed with other people. They wore odd clothing that looked suffocating, some more than others. I took notice of the windows, seeing the landscape. Giant buildings rose across the horizon as the rectangle building moved. There was a mission once, that I'd seen a building like this that transported people (wasn't running faster?) and weapons over great distances. A train, I believe.

In a place I didn't recognize and on a military train… How did I get here? Where was Konoha? Who was winning the war? Had Konoha fallen? Had I finally beaten Sasuke?

The events that transpired before waking up on this train were vague. Sasuke had threatened to kill Naruto and I suddenly felt like I'd been overcome with power. I did a probe of my body. No injuries and the same levels of chakra. Where'd that power come from? And where did it go?

"Four teams. I heard there are twelve people in total."

My head snapped to the side where the man that had spoken sat diagonal from me. He looked to be in his early thirties, light brown hair and blue eyes. The shade reminded me of Ino's.

No one else had looked at the man, noticing anything odd from the way he sat, the rigid posture, or the way he had spoken into his coat. I saw the ear bud, had he spoken into a transceiver then?

Something told me that this was bad. The way he had spoken, like he was forced and very nervous. Afraid, almost.

A transceiver would be short range, meaning the person would be nearby.

I scanned the car, looking for anyone shading that could be speaking into a suspicious looking box. I profiled the people around me, and then zoned in on the person in the window of the next car. He wore a hood and a hat, and his dark eyes were staring intently on the man in my car. I sent a strand of chakra to my right ear. Perhaps I could hear…

"Now, please remove the contents of the envelope."

The man in the other car's lips moved just slightly faster than the words I could make out from the man's ear bud.

The blue eyed man eased out the papers from the yellow envelope and stared at them in confusion.

"Please write the name of your direct superior, who is command of all of those agents, in the top hole."

The blue eyed man's face scrunched up in thought and I could read all the emotions on his face. Fear, confusion, distrust. It felt like the man in the other car was black mailing him.

If this was a military train, would civilians like them be on it? No, this could be a civilian transportation service, after all, when the train moved so fast, there would be no reason to hire ninjas to escort you to your destination.

And speaking of ninjas, where was the ninjas of this country? All of the large buildings in the window made it clear that I was no longer in the five nations anymore.

The man filled out the paper as told and got on his computer when the shady man announced that he'd get a message from his superior the names of all the 'agents'. What was an agent in this country? Could it be another name for a ninja here?

The man before me did not look like a ninja.

Eyes widening, I looked down at my attire. A plain dress stared back.

Ah. I've been awake longer than you. We were in an alley somewhere so I explored. I've had my fun so I left our body here.

The bright side was I wasn't wearing my jounin vest and headband. They would draw unwanted attention that my hair already drew. I ran a hand through my hair and looked down when I noticed that it went on and on.

Also, remember that giant burst of power? Well, this is one of the products.

My pale pink hair had more color, it was almost neon pink now, and it easily reached my thighs.

And don't even think about cutting it.

Why not?

Because it came back twice as long in about an hour.

My eye twitched but I calmed myself down. The man closed his computer.

"It looks like you're done."

I watched the shady man from the corner of my eye as I played with my hair. I had to look like I wasn't actively eavesdropping.

"Now, put the transceiver and the envelope with the names on it into the first envelope and put it on the luggage rack. Continue riding on this train, without moving from where you are, for at least thirty minutes. Then, once you've determined that no one will notice you forgot the envelope, get off the train."

This was bad. This wasn't the usual squeezing information out of enemies. This was worse. I blame Naruto for me always rooting for the underdog. Whether this man knew it or not, he had an ally in me.

For the next thirty minutes that the man rode the train, he looked me in the eye twice. Twice, I tried to give him a light hearted smile. He returned it and I could see the pain that smile. Giving information to the enemy was a situation no one wanted. Especially when the shady man (who looked weak, and when Haruno Sakura calls someone weak, they are weak) seemed to be holding something over him. Probably threatened the guy's family; he looks like the family type.

At the next stop, the man got up with his suit case and exited the cart. The shady man entered my car then, gathering the envelope and looking out the door.

I heard the heart wrenching noise of him gasping for breath and falling to the ground but did not move. I pretended I didn't hear. With his enemy so close, there was nothing I could do.

The car hissed, like it was going to exit, and I glanced up at the shady man, seeing his cocky smirk.

The image made me lose all sense of professionalism in my duty as a ninja. It shook me to the core, this man, who at this moment looked so much like Sasuke, had somehow caused that blue eyed man to fall to his knees in pain without even touching him. And I was just as bad for not helping.

"Sayonara, Ray Penbar."

I formed the needed handsigns and disappeared in a small cloud of smoke that dispersed immediately as the doors sealed shut.

The people here were horrible beings, walking past a man as he lay dying. I appeared at his side and ripped open his shirt, forcing my chakra to form in my hands. I was thrown off for a moment when my normally green chakra was purple but pushed it aside. I needed to save this man's life.

I forced my chakra into his chest, surrounding his heart and sending him the needed electrical pulse to jumpstart it. I repeated it twice before he greedily sucked in breath and coughed.

Brushing my hair back, I sighed.

A job well done, Sakura.

Thank you.

I was watching episode eight again and thought to myself, what if Sakura appeared here? At first I wasn't going to save Ray, but I kind of liked him, so I said, what the heck? All FBI agents die except Ray. What did you think? Give me your thoughts! And review, maybe. Yeah. (I know the title is a lie, but it totally threw you off, right? I'm glad it ended up that way in the end.)

NoTOUCHY.