(A/N: YAY! Next chapter sorry it took so long I was busy working on the draft for another fanfic:(…)

"What are you doing here?" Sasuke said backing up a couple of steps, and sitting down on the ground.

"I live here…" She said with a sarcastic tone, while picking up her Tabby cat.

Sasuke hadn't felt so embarrassed since… five minuets ago when Itachi exploited his little brother to his friend Kissame. He wanted to run, but he knew he couldn't, for she would interrogate him later on one of their various missions.

"The question is, what are you doing here?" She said calmly breaking the silence between the both of them.

"Well, I uh well, um it's an Uchiha thing. You wouldn't understand if I told you." He excused himself, hoping she would buy it.

"Well, okay." She arched an eyebrow, and stared at him for good four or five seconds, before starting again. "Uh, listen I was just about to go, and eat some sushi with my mom, you wanna come?" She offered, holding out her hand to help him up, and just as always, a big grin on her face.

"Uh, sure, but only if your Mom won't mind." He said grabbing her hand, and pulling himself off the ground. Apparently. At that motion, Sakura's cat jumped out of her arms hissed, and ran inside.

(A/N: Cats hiss at evil stuff! HAHA!)

Both teens stared blankly at the empty space where the troubled cat once sat. Confused, Sasuke nervously tapped Sakura's shoulder,

"What was that about?" He asked placing his hands to his sides, as they walked into Sakura's house.

"My cat hisses at priest, and purrs at satanic worshipers, you can't trust him." She laughed playfully, pushing Sasuke's shoulder.

He chuckled, but just a little. After all, he has to keep his 'I don't care' act on at all times. They both stepped into the kitchen, and took a seat.

"Mom! When are we leaving?" Sakura hollered up thee stairs, after her mother.

"Leaving? Sakura I'm going to make Sushi, not go, and get it!" Her mother replied.

"Oh god…" Sakura muttered thinking of the last time she ate her mother's sushi.

"What's wrong? What happened?" Sasuke asked, mildly concerned.
"Do you remember When I was absent for, about, three weeks." Sakura started.

"Yeah… Naruto blamed me, and… oh…" Sasuke realized she had become sick after eating the infamous Sushi.

"Yeah, lets not, and say we did…" Sakura declared grabbing his arm, and tugging him outside.

Sakura had originally pulled him outside, but it seams, Sasuke had switched roles, and ended up pushing her into the Ickirachu. She knew he was going to do something he might regret later, she could see it by the smirk on his ,normally, emotionless face.

"What do you want Sakura?" He asked handing her a menu.

"Uhh. I'll just have a bowl of ramen… Plain." She muttered handing the menu back to the person standing over them. The man stared at Sasuke for a moment or two before sasuke finally replied.

"I'll have the same." He also gave the menu back to the man.

Sakura suddenly felt a gust of wind, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw the silhouette of a man flash behind her. She checked her purse, and found it unopened. She shrugged it off her shoulders, and continued to look at Sasuke.

What is he planning? Why is he taking me out? I know he is going to try, and buy! Why does he look so good under the dim lighting in here?

She shook her head, and blushed. She couldn't be thinking of how much she liked him right now, she had to figure out what exactly he was planning, and even more so, why does plain translate to chicken.

"You want to trade?" He asked pointing at his plain soup.

Before she could answer, he swiped her bowl, and gave her his, smiled, and started eating. Something told her he, and the cook from the start planned this.

They both finished their meal, when Sasuke was about to pay, she pulled his hand down, but felt that sensation of some brushing past her again. She looked backwards, and Sasuke

"Sasuke, do you know who that is?" Sakura asked directing herself at the blue man pacing in front of Itachi's house.

"That's Kissame! God, don't let him see me!" Sasuke panicked… he thought for a couple of seconds, and wondered, why was he acting different? She hadn't gotten any other emotion out of him before, why now?

Kissame had a smile on his face, and as soon as Itachi opened the door, Kissame pulled out a bunch of blank tapes…

What are those for? They thought unknowingly, together.

Although Sasuke had a feeling, he knew… Itachi had taped their conversation. Just a practical joke, he probably wouldn't put anything on them, just make his brother do all of his chores until the end of time.

"Sakura lets go." Sasuke practically begged.

"No! I mean… I have to uh ummm, go." Sakura stuttered taking a few steps backward.

"Sakura what's wrong with you? Is something bothering you?" He asked putting his arm on her shoulder.

"I just have to go!" She yelled. Sasuke was startled by the anger in her voice. She had never even gotten close to being angry at him. Nonetheless, scolded him. "I'm so sorry." She said, before turning around, and running in the direction of her house.

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Sakura sat on her bed thinking of what she had said to him, and hoped that he wasn't mad at her. How was she going to explain that to him. PMS? No, she was past that… She thought for a while, before deciding.

I could be Bipolar, but that wouldn't work so she would have to tell him the truth, but what was the truth? Kissame, and her father worked together, with him in town, her 'dearest daddy' would not be too far behind…

Why did he do that to me, and mother? Weren't we good enough, god I'd give anything to know why he killed her?

She hadn't thought of this until she saw Kissame. In fact, she hadn't remembered her mother in years.

Kneeling down by her bed she prayed, prayed to God Sasuke wouldn't find out, and prayed to God she wouldn't go to hell for forgetting her mother for so long. Tears filled her eyes, and she fell on the floor crying.

Crying to protect herself?

Crying to protect her screams?

Crying to protect the ones, she loved?

Crying to protect…

Sasuke?

For now, she didn't know… She was just crying.

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Sasuke on the other hand, was at home looking at the note left by Itachi.

'Dear Sasuke, Clean the floors, the kitchen, bathroom, your room, my room, all of the guest bedrooms, my dogs cages, the pool, hot tub, and the living room. Love Itachi.

Sasuke sighed in relief, and slouched his shoulders.

At least he didn't say…

Sasuke looked at the paper one more, and stiffened.

Oh Dear God.

'P.S. Don't forget my bathroom!'

He started with the bathroom, NOT Itachi's bathroom, he'd sell his soul to Satan himself before, him of all people, would clean Itachi's bathroom. After he was finished with countless hours of hard labor, that Itachi caused, he did it anyway…

"I wonder what Sakura's doing right now?" He wondered picking up the random bows, and hairclips that lay about on the floor. He thought of the possibilities (And thought of some pretty PG-13 ideas) He decided she'd be lying on the floor. Doing nothing. He got it half way right, he wins… nothing, but a trip to see what Sakura was doing at that point in time. He laid down his apron, and set out for the pink haired girl's house.

Upon his arrival, he found a note. He was confused; it was almost as if she knew he was going to be there. It even read 'Dear Sasuke.'

"Dear Sasuke, I've gone to go, and talk to my sister. June. You don't know her, and if I can help it, never will. Don't ask. I just like to keep my family away from my friends. For your safety, please, please, PLEASE, don't come after me… Love, Sakura.

(A/N: Does Sakura have a demented Sister, or will she kill him if he tracks her down, or maybe it won't affect him at all! SO DRAMATIC!)