~Recreating2~
"I can't believe this!"
Sakura punched a huge boulder that was in the center of the village. It broke into tiny pieces of peddles. How can Madara, a Hokage, be throwing a ball with the village at the state it is in?! And not to mention that if she doesn't go, he would probably kill her. She grabbed an apple size rock and threw it across the village. The only way she can beat him is to become more stronger, learn how to do amazing justu like Sasuke and Kakashi. She wasn't the weak little girl that would stay out of fights, she's a full fledge ninja that was an ANBU until Madara came. Then she left and started working at the hospital once again.
"That bastard thinks he can do this to the village then he's wrong!"
She sat down at the steps of her old house that was completely destroyed by the tailed beast and the war. She misses her family dearly along with her friends that were smart enough to go to the Sand Village. If she could, she would go, but she might get killed by the two reminding Akatsuki members.
"I hope they are doing ok." Sakura said quietly under her breath, brushing back her short pink hair with her fingers.
She watched two villagers walk by her waving. She waved back and smiled, if only Madara never came, if only Tsunade was Hokage then everything would be prefect once again. But thinking that, she was reminded of her sad past when Naruto was still alive and when she had a crush on Sasuke. But that was years ago, now she's 18. She walked into her old family house and went into her room. She noticed the only thing standing was her dresser. She opened it and founded a slightly worn out red dress that her mother wore on her wedding day.
"Mom, dad, I miss you both." She pressed the dress to her face. "I promise I will make things the way they should be."
She folded the dress in her hands and quickly heading back to the hospital.
"You're serious about the ball?"
Sasuke watched Madara walked in with his black suit that look a lot like an Akatsuki cloak without the red clouds.
"Yeah Sasuke, I've been telling the ANBU to spread the word out for the past fives days."
"Isn't a masked ball party?" Sasuke asked.
Madara chuckled. He's been planning a party ever since he became Hokage to celebrate him becoming Hokage. And he thought it would be wise for everyone to wear masks so that no one would know who was who, including him.
"I will take that as a yes." Sasuke said before Madara could answer.
"Everyone is coming," Madara smirked at Sasuke, "Including you."
"I didn't say that I was coming."
"It's an order." Madara snapped back with a sharp tone to his voice.
"Fine, I'll see if I can find anything to wear, what time is it at?"
"At sunset."
Sasuke left the room. Madara put on his familiar orange mask once again.
"Tonight I will be Tobi, not Madara. Who knows, I might dance with the Haruno girl."
He smiled in the mirror, which he knew was pointless since he was wearing a mask.
"I wonder what she will be wearing."
Madara sat down at his desk, looking out the large window that overlooks the village.
"Better head out, the ball is beginning soon."
Madara head downstairs and out to the training grounds.
Sakura looked into the small mirror in the hospital. She looked good, especially since she put on some make up that Ino left behind for her. She was already good looking, but she wanted to see how Madara would react to her looking more feminine, and she was hoping she would run into Sasuke.
"Ready to go Sakura san?" Asked a nurse in a plain white dress. "Oh my, you look beautiful, trying to get someone to notice you?"
"Sure, let's say that. I'm ready."
Sakura put on her white pearl mask that belonged to her mother and follow a group of nurses and villagers to the training grounds. Sakura was shock to see how many people were at the training grounds. The area was nice and clean with newly planted flowers. There was tables of food and water. She looked over, counting how many ANBU there was.
Seven ANBU on guard? She thought.
"Name?" One of the ANBU asked.
"Sakura Haruno." She replied.
"You are on the Hokage's V.I.P list, please sit down over there."
The ANBU pointed to a fancy red silk chair that was by a glass table.
Great, Madara will surely spot me out.
As told, she sat down at the table. She noticed a rose along with a letter. She could see herself ripping the rose to pieces, but instead she opened the letter.
Sakura,
If you get this then the ANBU is doing what I paid them to do. They will inform me that you are here and we will dance.
Now he wanted Sakura to dance with him. What made her tick off was the fact that the ANBU were being paid for something as dumb as guarding the ball.
This whole ball idea is retarded. Sakura thought. I can be training or healing the villagers…
Soft music began to play and the masked people began to slow dance with each other.
"Care to dance?"
Sakura looked up at a masked man with a black suit on. His voice doesn't sound like Madara's.
"I'm sorry, I am waiting for someone." She calmly answered. She didn't even want to be here.
"Trust me."
The man lifted his mask for a brief second.
"Sasuke?" She softly asked, standing up.
"Hurry and dance with me before Madara comes."
"But if he sees me dancing with you…"
"He won't" He smiled.
That was the first time Sakura saw him smile in years like that. A smile that can warm anyone's heart, including hers.
"Fine." She rolled her eyes.
Sakura placed her hand on Sasuke's arm as he led her out to the center of the ball floor. Sasuke put one of his arms around Sakura and the other on her shoulder. She wrapped her arms around his neck. If it wasn't for the fact that she didn't like him that much anymore, she would have fainted when he touched her. Everyone began to watch them dance so perfectly that they began to guess who they were.
"We should stop." Sakura whispered. "Madara might hear this."
"I don't care what he does to me anymore." He said, his eyes focus on hers.
"But I do, you are the only friend I have left here." Sakura's eyes soften.
"Fine, I will return you back to your spot."
Sakura didn't want the dance to end, but if Madara caught them, they would both get hurt. Sakura sat back down and watched as Sasuke dances with a brown haired girl with Ino styled hair.
"Why is the pretty lady alone?" Asked an orange masked man.
"I am waiting for someone." She groaned under her breath.
A new slow song began to play.
"I would hate to waste this song," The masked stranger pouted. "Can Tobi dance with you?"
"I am sorry Tobi, but I am waiting for someone." She repeated herself.
He frowned under his mask. Maybe the mask idea was a bad idea, alone with acting as Tobi.
"Please miss, you look so pretty and I can't seem to stop looking at you."
Sakura blushed softly, but not enough for anyone to notice.
"I guess a quick dance won't hurt, Madara hasn't come yet."
Madara evilly smirked. He led her out to the center of the ball room and places both hands on her perfectly curved hips. She once again wrapped her arms around her dance partner.
"So miss, what is your name?"
"Sakura." She answered, smiling softly.
"Sakura chan, that's a pretty name! And you have the prettiest eyes. They remind me of green apples, Tobi likes apples."
Sakura blush again but quickly got rid of it.
"I haven't heard of a man name Tobi in the village before…And with the war going on, there's no way you could have snuck in."
Damn this girl was smart but careless of how to treat her ruler.
"Ahh yes, I am in the Hokage building a lot so you might haven't saw me as much. I work for Madara sama."
"You work for him?" there was an annoyed tone to her voice.
"Tobi doesn't think he's a bad guy." He happily said. "Tobi thinks Madara sama is doing what is right for the village.
Madara noticed that Sakura's dance moments has quicken.
"Madara doesn't care for the people in his village." She furiously said under her breath. "He only cares for himself."
Madara grasped her waist harder. This girl has no idea what he is doing to the village. He is making it the stronger nation in the world. Madara put on a fake smile under his mask.
"Tobi will get you a drink of sake." He cheerfully said, letting go of her.
"I don't drink." She raised her eyebrow under her mask. Only her out her friends don't drink. She has seen what it does to people's emotions, which she didn't like a bit.
"Oh of course not Sakura chan, I meant fruit punch." He lied.
She smiled and sat down where Madara told her to. He poured half a glass of punch in her cup and half sake.
