I'm so sorry I didn't post last week! I had so much on my plate, I wasn't even really in the house part of the time… I'm posting a few hours shy of Wednesday because I'll probably be heading to my sister's, and it's about an hour drive and it's harder then hell to get my mom to leave. Haha, don't blame her, I love spending time with my little niece! Longer AN after story.

I don't own Naruto…Huh, nothing perverted or even "Aha!" like is coming to mind…Damn.

Thoughts~

She was speechless as soon as she stepped into the house, it looked like a mini mansion! Dark hard wood floors, crème walls with a slight pattern, a deep crimson rug leading to the stairs. God this house is beautiful, and she still had to see the rest of the house.

Shaking her head softly Sakura kneeled down and slide off her shoes, hurrying after the group of boys and going threw a door to the right. God she never wanted to leave. A huge stone fireplace across from the door, a door way to the left leading to where ever, a huge flat screen next to it, a leather couch to her right with matching chair and love seat, and book shelves filled with hundreds of books. She loved this place but she felt like a germ standing in a sterile room…

"Haruno-san."

"H-huh?" She turned to see the boys watching her from their spot around the dark wood coffee table.

Smiling slightly Itachi motioned for her to take a seat anywhere, watching as she hesitantly sat in front of the couch. Taking his seat across from her he pulled out his homework and laid it out.

"Welcome home Itachi, boys." Sakura jumped slightly, looking at the amazingly beautiful woman standing in the doorway to what she can now name the kitchen.

"Good afternoon Mikoto-san!"

"Kaa-san." Itachi turned and nodded up to his mother who looked past him and to Sakura.

"Oh my, who is this?"

"This is Haruno Sakura-san. Haruno-san, this is my mother, Mikoto."

"G-good afternoon Mikoto-san!" Sakura quickly stood and bowed to Mikoto, said woman smiling softly and bows back a little.

"Please Sakura-chan, there's no need to be so formal."

Blushing a little and nodding, Sakura slowly sits back down between Kisame and Deidara, slouching as the boys watch her. She watched quietly as Itachi and his mother spoke, feeling a small pang of jealousy in her chest. She never really spoke to her mother but on different occasions when her mother demanded her attention, and it was never on such good terms.

"Who wants snacks?"

"Ooh ooh!" Deidara and Hidan looked like three year olds waving their hands in the air.

Giggling the dark haired woman left the living room, disappearing into the kitchen, leaving the group of boys alone with the pinkette. She'd actually be able to eat here? Deciding to accept the invitation to study with Itachi and his friends seemed less and less like a bad idea.

Glancing next to Deidara she watched as Sasori pulled out a large Math book, laying it in the middle of the table and opening it half way in the middle, flipping a few pages until he stops on the assigned page. Having already done her math during gym, Sakura waits.

"I brought cookies~" Looking up Sakura could see the heaping mounds on the two plates Mikoto carried.

Then it hit her like a brick wall. The delicious, warm smell of chocolate, vanilla and possibly cinnamon? How could she have not smelled this baking?! This had obviously come straight off the cookie sheet, they were still steaming. Perhaps the rat smell at home killed her nose…

"Here, Sakura-chan."

"Eh?" Blinking and looking away from the treats, who were calling her name, Sakura could see a cold glass of milk held out towards her.

"O-oh…Thank you Mikoto-san!"

Taking the glass from the woman she shivered at how cold the glass was, looking at the white liquid. The glass she held was clean, minus the add in of the milk, which wasn't past its shelf date, she could tell from the lack of lumps and the smell.

Smiling sadly as the woman of the house watched the young girl, she looked so mystified from a simple glass of milk and a plate full of cookies. Turning her head slightly to her son, she silently asked him about the girl, to which her son shrugged and looked down to his homework.

"Enjoy the treats everyone, let me know if you need anything!" Smiling brightly at the series of muffled "Hai's" she took her leave, sitting in a chair in the kitchen and gave a small sigh.

Sakura didn't know what to do, drink the milk, eat the cookies, or dunk the cookies in milk. So many choices for such wonderful food! Slowly lifting the glass to her lips she took a small drink, it tasted so clean. She could tell right away it was two percent, it wasn't think like whole milk nor was it watery like skim, only leaving the small percentage. Speaking of percentages…

Setting the glass softly on the table in front of her she glanced to the boys, who were currently half done with their work, a cookie hanging half out of all's mouth's. Hesitating she looked to the plate, there were so many…She lifted her hand away from the cooling glass and towards the steaming plate, grabbing the closest cookie to her.

Snatching her goal away she tried to not seem like a frightened deer, but totally knew she failed at the way Sasori glanced up at her from his work. Sending him a nervous smile, she brought the sweet to her mouth, she was practically about to vomit, why she wasn't too sure.

Gulping Sakura took a small bite, she couldn't remember the last time she had something so wonderful in her mouth. There was definitely cinnamon in the cookie, she could taste it now. The chocolate melted in her mouth, making her shiver. She slowly followed suit of the chocolate, melting till she was practically laying on her back against the couch, nibbling on the cookie.

Itachi tried to suppress a chuckle, he never saw anyone act this way to food…Then again, now that he thought about it, the other's kind of had the same reaction when they first had one of his mother's cookies.

Sakura's hand shot up towards the plate and stopped, she could already feel her stomach turning from how sweet the food was, she shouldn't eat anymore or she'd be sick. She was torn, such a wonderful cookie was making her ill…Ah to hell with it.

She snatched another cookie and nibbled a little faster, she was in heaven. That's it, she knew what happened now. She collapsed in the street and died, somehow Itachi and the other's were in Heaven, got hit by a bus? And now his mother, possibly in a burning house, was making cookies, using ingredients from Heaven's cooking cabinet. Yep, that's totally it. God what a morbid thought…

Sakura wanted these cookies every day, she didn't care if she got fat, at this moment she'd welcome the weight piling on. Her eyes narrowed slightly in thought as she cradled the glass of milk in her hands. What would she look like fat? She'd never been over seventy pounds as far as she knew, she was seriously under weight.

Completely consumed by her imagination, Sakura missed as Deidara pulled out their Science book and set it on the table. Kisame watched in fascination as she looked in the direction of the table, but didn't even act like she saw anything, space out much?

"Hey…Hey Haruno-san…Hey!"

She gave a small yelp, Kisame's hand waving in front of her face. Slowly trailing her eyes up his arm and to his face he nodded to the table.

"Oh…" She slouched as much as she could when she saw a different book out.

Grabbing her bag and pulling out her Science homework, Sakura slowly sat up. Kisame didn't do much threw Science, or threw the rest of their classes. Frowning slightly she watched as Itachi and Kisame both spoke lowly to each other, and seeing Itachi writing two sets of notes. She was horribly confused…

"Kisame's severally dyslexic, Itachi helps him with his homework all the time, un."

"Oh…" She blinked as Deidara whispered to her, she guessed it made sense.

Watching the two a little longer she shook her head softly, finishing the rest of her work. The murmuring to each other made sense, Kisame was telling Itachi what to write without interrupting the others, and Itachi was helping as much as he could. It made her smile a little, these really were nice guys…Dammit, don't get attached!

Guns fired loudly as bright lights flickered, all five boys sitting on the edges of their seat as they watched, unblinkingly, as the half robot half man turned. Poor Sakura was stuck in the middle of the couch, between Itachi and Kisame as they watch Robo Cop. She'd seen part of the movie when she was young and visiting her grandmother, and she was a little interested to see the rest of the movie, but the boys acted like the movie just came out.

Sakura pulled her knees closer to her chest, her arms draped over her stomach as she yawned. The nasty feeling of vomiting had slowly gone away when she stopped eating after the second cookie, and drank the rest of her milk slowly. She was just tired now, the couch felt wonderful against her sore back.

She could feel another yawn threatening to come out, but she was too tired to open her mouth, her eyes slowly closing. She was so horribly tired…A loud explosion caused her to gasp and jump, effectively waking her up. Giving a small curse she huffed, none of the boys paying any attention at least.

Sliding her legs down and towards Deidara's side Sakura gave a small yawn as she stretched her legs. Frowning softly as she heard the front door open and close. She turned to the door way, watching as a man, possibly Itachi's father, walked in.

"Boys." The man greeted with a nod, frowning as his eyes cast over towards Sakura.

"Good evening tou-san. This is Haruno Sakura-san from class."

"Ahh, its good to have a face to the name. It's nice to meet you Haruno-san, I'm Fugaku."

Shifting a little so she could see the man more clearly she gave a small bow of her head. "It's good to meet you too, Uchiha-san."

She sat uncomfortably as the older man watched her for a moment longer before his wife walked into the room, greeting her husband with a small kiss. Skaura was jealous. Not because that's what she wanted, she could care less if she had someone to be with romantically. No, she wanted her parents like that.

Glancing away from the couple and sighing Sakura sat back on the couch, folding her legs under her body. There was no use dreaming about it, it would never happen.

"Dinners ready everyone, come into the kitchen!"

Dumbfounded the pinkette stared at the now empty living room…Who knew the guys could move that fast? Bring up a game, an action movie, or food and they were right there.

"Come on Sakura-chan, a plates already made for you."

"W…What?" She blinked as the elder woman walked to the kitchen behind her husband.

Sakura was met with silence as Mikoto disappeared into the kitchen, leaving her alone on the couch. I…I need-move dammit! Scrambling to get onto her feet she tried, and slightly failed, to calmly walk to the kitchen.

Everyone was already seated, an empty spot next to Mikoto at the end of the table. Slowly slinking over to her seat, as told, a large steaming pile of food was waiting for her. Suddenly the nausea she felt from eating such sweet food no longer bothered her, she wanted to eat as much of this food as humanly possible.

If Sakura did not eat now her stomach was going to burst forth and eat everything on this table. Is was an Italian dish, she knew that much, a spaghetti? Who knew, she wasn't really a foodie, though she'd love to be one.

"Alright everyone, dig in!" Mikoto clapped her hands happily, causing Sakura to jump.

Sasori couldn't help but watch Sakura, the look on her face was kind of funny. She just pretty much sat there drooling at her food until Mikoto spoke, she was like a frightened little pup afraid their food was going to be taken away.

The pinkette slowly grabbed the fork, twisting some of the pasta around it and gingerly lifted it to her face. Smiling as a shudder ran threw her he took his own bite, damn near choking on his food at the slight moan coming from his right, where the girl sat. The kitchen got a little quiet, besides Hidan and Kisame, either they didn't hear Sakura having a foodgasm right next to him or they really didn't care.

Sakura knew they heard, oh she knew. Oh god kill me now! She slouched in the chair and pulled her sweater hood over her face, dropping the fork onto her plate. The food had been just so good…She didn't mean to actually moan!

Sakura had offered to do the dishes, she needed to do the dishes, the other's kept giving her weird looks. She couldn't help it the food was amazing! They probably thought she had some weird food fetish now, which wouldn't surprise her at this point.

It had taken Mikoto a while to talk Sakura into eating again, which she is very thankful for. Her stomach was happily bulging it was so full, now all she had to do was avoid seeing her mother and pass out hard core.

Setting the now clean, but still soapy plate on the counter next to her, Sakura dove her hand back into the hot water, scrubbing what remained of the food off the utensils. Yawning as she finished cleaning she blinked softly, rinsing everything off before putting the dishes away. She had insisted Mikoto relax, so the older woman had already told her where everything went thankfully.

Once everything was in its place she dried the counters and let the water out of the sink, running a little water so the remaining suds wouldn't leave stains or a nasty smell. Pulling her sleeve over her hands Sakura made her way back to the living room, slinking to the couch and sitting next to it.

Looking at the TV she could see it was another movie, but of what she had no idea what so ever. She didn't really care either, she wasn't into TV, obviously. She'd gone who knows how long without watching anything at home. Except for those Christmas specials when she was still able to go see her grandmother.

The house was warm and quiet besides the TV, the leather couch was nice and soft as she rested her head against it. Squinting a little the pinkette tried to keep her eyes open, but it was getting so much harder…This was the best she's ate in over a year, and that's because she doesn't see any of her family anymore.

Giving one final yawn she gave in, Sakura felt safe. Who wouldn't sitting in a police officer's house? Nuzzling her face against the soft leather, Sakura closed her eyes, feeling the slight falling sensation as her mind shut down and she fell asleep.

After so rudely being woken up by Deidara tripping over Sakura's leg, she had been told she was asleep for three and a half hours. It was almost ten at night and the others needed to be getting home…Couldn't they just keep Sakura as a stay at home house cleaner that doesn't need paid, just fed? As much as she didn't want to get attached, she really didn't want to leave.

Slipping on her sneakers and standing by the front door she watched the boys, they weren't giving her weird looks now thankfully, and she was far more relaxed around them. Oh poor girl, she shook her head, trying to remember that she can't trust them so easily. They might be nice, yes, but she needed to stay disconnected just in case something happens.

"Are you ready to go Sakura-chan?"

Sakura looked up to Mikoto and gave her a small smile as she nodded, the older woman smiling back and telling the others to follow her out.

Leaving the house and climbing into the back of a silver mini van, Sakura looked around inside it. She expected some kind of limo or something…Yes, she's a wife to the police chief, there for means she uses a limo. Sakura almost gave into a face palm, almost.

Sasori slid next to her from the other side of the vehicle, letting her be by the door. Pulling her bag into her lap she felt suddenly very squished…Looking over the red head she could see Hidan, Kisame and Deidara in the back with them. Wasn't this supposed to seat three in the back only or something?

Shifting herself she scooted closer to the door, giving the boys more room. Turning her head a little Sakura watched as they backed out of the drive way, it was rather dark out, the only real light coming from the street lamps or the porch lights. Itachi didn't live too far away from the center of the city, but it was one of those nice neighbor hoods with not a lot of traffic.

She ignored the boys for the most part, she was still tired and wanted to go right to sleep. Glancing out of the corner of her eye Sakura watched Hidan punch Deidara in the arm, causing the smaller boy to yelp out, Kisame coming to his defense and punching Hidan back. It pretty much became a punching match between the three, the blonde hiding behind Kisame more then not though.

"Any of you break this I will end you…"

"Sorry Sasori, Hidan's being a di-" Deidara gave a small flinch as Itachi spun in the passenger seat, glaring at the blonde, "-a douche?"

Slouching at a much darker glare Deidara gave a small apology, doing his best to hide behind his back pack. Sakura couldn't help the smile pulling at her lips, Deidara was the little brother totally getting scolded by his big brother, and it was funny.

"Ne, Sakura-chan?"

"Hai Mikoto-san?" The elder woman gave a small sigh at the "san" on her name.

"Where do you live sweetie?"

Opening her mouth to reply, Sakura stops. The fact that Itachi's family are well known for being either cops or lawyers suddenly appearing into her head. She couldn't let them know where she lived, god forbid something happened when they were in front of her house!

"Y-you can just drop me off around the school, I don't live very far from there…"

"What, no! I don't want you walking the street this late at night, who knows what could happen."

Sakura groaned, could she get away with giving some random address? Looking to the passenger seat she watched as Itachi turned to look back to her, giving her an apologetic smile.

"Gomen ne…Kaa-san is too stubborn sometimes, she wont let the others walk home either."

"Don't call me stubborn Itachi…"

Giving a nervous chuckle Itachi turned back in his seat, his mother giving him a half hearted glare. The pinkette didn't feel much better knowing the others have gone threw this, her situation was different…But they'd get suspicious if she lied to them. Sighing and leaning forward she told the elder woman her address, watching as she memorized the address.

"Hey, you don't live far from me, un!"

"Huh?" Sakura turned and looked over to Deidara, who was leaning over Hidan, Kisame lightly booting him so he slid off the bench seat and to the floor.

"Your right aren't you?" Mikoto looked at them from the review mirror. "You live about…Oh I'd have to say a few blocks away from Hidan. He's just two blocks away from Deidara, it's great that you three live close together."

Yeah, just peachy… Sakura tried to resist a groan of despair. They knew what part of town she lived in then, she bet they were already putting puzzle pieces together. Casting a glance to them she got different reactions: Deidara was apparently excited she lived near by, and Hidan just had a blank stare. She knew he was thinking though, about what she wasn't sure, and she wanted to hope that it wasn't anything bad…

"Sakura-chan, we'll go ahead and take you home then alright?"

"Oh…Alright Mikoto-san if you say so…" Fuck!

Could we get any closer to the house?! Sakura wanted to disappear, badly. Mikoto had parked over the curb, deeming the drive way was too far from the door, and on the grass. Either the Uchiha woman was afraid of the area or she couldn't see.

"Alright, let's go."

"Are you walking her to her door kaa-san…"

"Well why wouldn't I?"

Because it's unsanitary, in more than one way! Looking out the window she could see the silhouette of her mother looking out the window, a larger male figure joining her…Tetsu was over again.

"Come on Sakura-chan!" Mikoto was already out of the car, closing her door and leaving the car running.

Letting out a small whine Sakura opened the door and slid out, letting Sasori close the door behind her. The elder woman patted her on her back, she knew it was to be soothing, but it made her feel worse. Slowly forcing her feet to move Sakura lead the way down the broken walk way to the door, watching as the silhouettes disappeared.

Before the pinkette had time to shoo away the raven haired woman when they were at the door, it flew open, revealing a pissed Mebuki. Sakura cringed, she looked worried, but Sakura could feel the fire burning behind her mother's dark green gaze.

"Ahh, hello. You must be Sakura-chan's mother." Mikoto's voice was soft and sweet, quickly drawing the blondes eyes to her. "My name is Uchiha Mikoto."

Mebuki's face paled ever so slightly at "Uchiha," she wasn't expecting that in the slightest…Run pinkie run!

"I-it's good to meet you Uchiha-san!" Throwing a fake smile onto her face Mebuki reached forward and shook Mikoto's hand. "My name is Haruno Mebuki, thank you so much for bringing Sakura home, it was getting late and I was a little worried."

"I'm so sorry to have made you worried Haruno-san. Next time I'll make sure to have Sakura-chan call you so you know where she is."

The blonde's smile turned more into a sneer, her fingers twitching as she let go of the raven beauties hand. "Yes…Please do Uchiha-san."

Sakura's stomach twisted as her mother reached forward and hooked her arm around her, the woman's long nails digging threw the thinning fabric of the pinkette's sweater. Placing a fake smile onto her face Sakura moved next to her mother, relieving the pressure on the back of her shoulder as much as she could.

"Thank you for the ride home Mikoto-san, I had a great time today."

"Your welcome Sakura-chan, please come over again soon." Oh if only Mikoto-san…

Sakura knew what was coming, she could feel the claws getting deeper into her flesh. Her mother was fearful of the cops, and here she brought a cops wife to her house.

"Have a good night Uchiha-san…" Another fake smile.

"You too Haruno-san, Sakura-chan."

The woman bowed and turned, quickly making her way down the walk way to her car, the five boys plastered to the windows as they watched. She was almost to the car when the front door slammed, causing her to jump. Frowning slightly at herself she opened the drivers door and slid in, closing the door and quickly locking it…

"It's quiet…"

Kisame was right, it was suddenly quiet. Hidan glanced from the corner of his eye to the house, the two figures peeping outside from the window. They were waiting for them to leave…All of them could see Sakura's mother was upset, no, upset was an understatement.

"Let's go get you boys home." Mikoto spoke softly, putting the mini van in drive and pulling away from the house.

AN

It's short, I know. =( Oddly, it was really hard writing this…I don't know if it's because I wasn't able to work on it like I really wanted or what. I tried to make people talk more, seeing as everyone can't know sign language. I'm working on the 5th chapter now, so hopefully it'll be out by next week…Ugh! Anyway, I've been having some trouble with the story. I'm afraid of moving too fast, and too slow. I think I found a way around all of that, so yeah…Its hard keeping this real and not all out of reality-ish…If that makes any sense at all. But if there's anything you want to see please tell me, I'll be more then happy writing it in. =) Also I think I've officially skipped Kakuzu…I started writing this and went "Oh shit where's the money monger…" So he's around, just not part of the group. I'm sorry! D= I'll write him in, I swear it! I should also really start filling you in on their background and everything…Maybe I can work it in for the next chapter. And my AN is totally all over the place…Just kind of skipping around. Hmm, I think that's all I wanted to cover for this. Until next time everyone! Please review, it makes me happy and want to write faster so I can answer questions~

Li