I walked up to the mansion before me as the gothic lolita maids greeted me in front of the house in the freezing cold. I smiled warmly at them not like it would help much. They grinned back some even recognizing me from my days here. Then again those maids were just children growing up with us. Sasuke treated his maids quite roughly when they wouldn't give him my location. They gave out their trust easily to a kind face and an out reached hand... when I knew... I knew I could never trust someone so easily... especially because of what happened to me in my past. It was impossible to trust them. At least... for me to trust them.

"Go ahead inside ladies. " I told them making the girls glance at each other nervously until I smiled and showed them my I.D. "I'm as Uchiha as those idiots in there. Perhaps even more." I answered their unspoken question as I also gave the closest one to me, my card. It had the Uchiha symbol and it also was the company that Mr. Uchiha had given to me in hopes of me making the company even better. I never got love and I should never expect it. No one could even have a conversation with me let alone find out why I am so treasured by the Uchiha's only for contact reasons even though I live with them.

I walked inside getting aggitated as the maids made sure I was the first in. The head maid, I could tell by the sense of power she held, grinned at me. Her smile seemed genuine as I tried to think back to any way I could deserve it. It seemed wrong for some reason. Anyone liking me seemed like it was... almost a crime. According to my status I don't even need people to like me because I had money. I had something that's love for me woud never dwindle or cease because it was mine. That was something my real parents taught me a long time ago. And something I believed to this day. Gaaraeven helped me believe in that even more.

"Thank you for letting us in but we are in debt to you so you have to at least let us put you in front." She said cheerfully as I headed through the large golden doors. I was surprised to say the least. I wasn't used to people being... happy with my existence. The only happy people were the mentally unstable. And everyone knows the mentally unstable are attracted to the crazy and demented... so I apparently hid alot of secrets from myself...

"Ah Sakura!" Itachi welcomed me warmly making my eyes stare into his suspiciously but his look feigned innocence as though I had nothing to fear or worry... making me fear and worry. I continued studying him but his act did not crack or slip once. He had done this too many times to flunk out now. Suddenly Sasuke entered the room looking gorgeous as he walked toward me arms extended. I wanted to turn and run away from him but I knew that wouldn't help the situation at all. Especially with guests entering behind me. Instead I planted a fake smile on my face that only one person would be able to tell just by the way my mouth moved and stayed.

"Aw my beloved little sis! how long has it been?" He asked casually his arms around my waist making me want to puke. I hated him almost as much as Gaara, but that wasn't fair. He hasn't done anything but annoy precious ammount of free time given to me at rare moments. It wasn't his fault. He just wanted me to have everything but that gave me less time to relax and made his boredom grow out of control in some sense of the word... He tried to take over my time... and it worked to my annoyance.

"It has been two days." I replied dryly remembering the 'afternoon of sweets' he promised only to be forced to sit through hours of him going on about how much he loved me and what a perfect life we'll have. I had to roll my eyes at the memory. Finally I laughed softly to myself. See? Only mentally unstable people like me. Suddenly Neji and Gaara entered making my blood boil. Sasuke watched my reaction with interest. I knew of course that he had set this up to 'observe' me again. He always loved watching my reaction for whenever something made me angry.

"Hello Neji." I said warmly making him blush lightly and bow. I chuckled as he stood up straight obviously happy I got the joke. I was a famous figure and sadly so was Sasuke, but only because his looks were to die for, depressingly. Of course he had millions of fangirls that all loved him much more than I ever could. Yet still he insisted on only caring about me... it was almost love.

"Hey Sakura." He greeted as Gaara nodded at me. I nodded back feeling obligued under the circumstances. Finally others arrived making my stay irrelevent anymore. I walked upstairs to the patio and stared at the sky. Suddenly I heard footsteps. Only Sasuke knew I liked to be up here but I had been so sure that he was stuck talking to Ino!!! How did he get away. Suddenly a cold hand was on my arm as his other hand traced my neck. I heard a smirk from behind me making my body tense.

"Hello Sakura... I hadn't remembered our last encounter with your parents... how rude of me." Gaara whispered making my blood turn to ice. It wasn't with fear though... it was with hatred. I wished I had trained today at the company so I could feel more stretched and less tense before I killed this man. Then again I already knew that I intended to do this slowly. I watched as he took out a knife. My eyes watched him warily waiting for his first move, but he never did anything. All he did was watch me carefully as though in shock that I hadn't attacked him yet. I felt ridiculously happy that this made him act careful around me... like I was a threat. Yes I liked this feeling.

"Yes but I forgive you. Now what do you want Gaara?" I asked briskly making his eyes widen slightly before going back to the way they were. Gaurded. Controlled. No weakness shining through. I was scared for once in my life. I wasn't scared of him but I was scared... that I was becoming him as I measured the demon up trying to find weakness in those light blue eyes. I couldn't though. There was no weakness that I could find. And suddenly I realized that... I wanted to find it no matter what.