I'm really starting to get some awesome ideas through my mind as I write chapter by chapter so hopefully I'll have them flowing smoothly and up in no time :)

The rocky landing of tires hitting the runway woke Naruto with a startle from his memories. Sakura sat on the other side of the plane, her face focused straight ahead, her eyes not giving away any emotion. Naruto knew better though, the cotton candy haired girl had lost the usual glint within her emerald eyes. They were usually filled with happiness and determination to always over come and out do her peers. Naruto sighed and unbuckled his belt as the plane slowed to a complete stop, Kakashi, and Sai jumping out first. He stood from his seat and leaned over, a small smile ghosting his lips, his cerulean blue eyes glowing in the descending sun.
"Hey, Sakura," Her green eyes lifted gently to his, an emotionless smile meeting his own. "We've got this okay. I've got your back," He reached out his hand and Sakura took it tentatively, following Naruto from the plane.

Kakashi and the team spread themselves out on the floor of the hotel room. It was a little room, homey, with three beds within it and a small television for entertainment. Sakura was staying in the room over from the boys; which she silently thanked the Heavens for, she needed time to grieve. She gazed out of the big windowed doors that lead onto the balcony, yearning for the fresh breeze that blew beyond, wanting to escape the emotions that heavily weighed upon her.
"Excuse me, I'll be back in a moment," She stood abruptly from the group and headed for the doors, closing them softly, before throwing herself at the balconies railings, dangling her torso over the edge. She gazed down at the ground momentarily, everything seemed so small up on the eighteenth floor. Cars and peoples busied themselves around the packed out streets, and the sight made Sakura feel even more claustrophobic. Her green orbs lifted to the full moon that shone so brightly above her against the midnight blue sky. The blanket of blue was covered in stars that scattered about the night sky, delicately twinkling in her eyes. The fresh breeze brushed against her coral cheeks, the chill biting into her flesh. But it was a welcoming chill.
The rosette sighed heavily and ran her fingers through her hair, breathing in the freshness of the cold air. She felt herself relax and calm, she settled on the balcony's swing chair, thoughts spinning through her mind.
The thought of her having to bring down Sasuke tightened her chest and a wave of sadness crashing down on her like a tonne of bricks. Sasuke was her best friend… Naruto's best friend. How do you kill someone who had such a significant role in your life? A dainty tear betrayed Sakura as it silently fell from her welling eyes, slipping down her cheek and falling under her chin, leaving a line of wet that chilled with the wind. She wiped at it angrily, cursing herself for letting her emotions get the better of her as her team mates strategized. She retreated from the cool air and sat beside her team mate's, storming through a plan.

It was in the late hours of the night once they'd decided on a plan of action, and Sakura was more than ready for bed. She'd pulled on her night dress, the peach coloured silk clinging to her curvaceous body, before climbing into the double bed. Sakura stared at the ceiling of the hotel, thinking about their mission ahead, and tears began to leak from her eyes, soaking the pillow beneath her head. Her salty tears flowed endlessly for what seemed like an eternity, and she sat up, tucking her knees into her chest and sobbing lightly into them.
"Sakura…" the whisper sounded like the Heavens above had opened up and granted her wishes. Sasuke's deep and velvety voice came from the figure standing before her bed, watching her as she wept. Her body tensed as the figure moved closer, his face illuminating from the moonlight that shone through the window doors beside them. Sasuke's face bent before hers, a smile tugging at the corner of his lips, his raven coloured hair falling beside his face in the way that she remembered all to well.
"You're so pathetic when you cry," he leant forward and pressed a delicate kiss to the candy haired girl's lips, stunning her completely. His lips felt so soft and pure, she was sure that she wasn't dreaming it. Sasuke pulled back and stepped back into the shadows, as Sakura leant over to her bedside table, turning on the light and grabbing her gun, aiming it into complete nothingness.
There was no figure, there was no shadow, just her, alone, in the hotel room.
She dropped the gun in a confused daze, and rubbed at her temples annoyed. She couldn't have imagined that, it felt way too real.
Sakura settled her emotions, enough to roll back over in bed and attempt to sleep. She eventually fell into unconsciousness, a deep and dreamless state of sleep.