Ok people! Chapter four is here! special thanks to those who reviewed! All one of you! Seriously guys, I am dissapointed in all of you. I honestly expected more than one review on this. I am very sad now. I had almost no motivation at all to writew this chapter. In fact, I should be doing my homwork right now. Did you guys know i have a D- in English because of this story? Did you? DID you? I hate you all intensely. I don't even know why I'm doing this anymore. You people suck.

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Disclaimer: Me no own.

The Return

Sadists. They were all sadists. That was the only explanation.

Unless…

Sakura was dead and the ANBU replaced her with a clone. What had punched him definitely couldn't have been her. It was just too out of character.

God hated him very, very much.

Naruto was behind all of it. What else could explain these shenanigans?

Tsunade was secretly working for Orochimaru, and had been given orders to make him suffer as much as possible.

Gaara was in on this. He wasn't sure why, but whenever something involved him in pain, Gaara was always there. He just was. He had to be behind this.

But, that couldn't be. It just couldn't.

One, Sakura was just fine, and she was acting perfectly normal with the Hokage.

Two, there was no God. Orochimaru had seen to that.

Three, Orochimaru was dead. Tsunade couldn't be working for a dead guy, could she? Could she?

And four, he hadn't seen Gaara in years. He had heard that Shukaku had been removed, so that the boy was no longer killing on pure impulse.

So that just left one explanation. Everybody was a sadist.

So what did he do? He left the hospital. Why should he stay in a place with needles and dying people? He killed Kabuto especially for that. Damn pervert. One shouldn't try to stick a needle into someone else's manhood. It just wasn't right.

So, he left.

New problem. Where in God's name was he going to stay?

The color pink came floating into his mind. An idea hit his head like a rock.

Or maybe somebody just hit him with a rock. His head was really starting to hurt right now. Was that blood?

Ah well. It didn't matter. He would stay with Sakura. Whatever sickness she had when she had visited him in the hospital, she was sure to be over now. She wouldn't hurt him again. She loved him too much.

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Ding dong. The doorbell was ringing. Now who could that be? The little pinkette had no idea. She opened the door to welcome whoever it was that had decided to visit.

The happiness died on her face as soon as she saw the Uchiha.

"Uchiha."

"Sakura! Hey! Listen, I was just in the neighborhood and I thought…..I might drop by! Yeah, that's it! Let's go with that!"

"You thought you might drop by, eh? So why is it you're carrying suitcases?"

"Well, um…about that….canistaywithyou?"

"Say what?"

"Can. I. Stay. With. You?"

"Say what, now?"

"Look. All I'm asking is a simple question. Can I live here?"

"Don't you have the Uchiha mansion to go back to?"

"They tore it down."

"Can't you stay with Naruto?"

"He disrespects tomatoes. I could never stay with him."

"Aww, ickle Sasuke's afraid to deal with Naruto. What a shame….."

"A shame he is. Can I live here?"

"You just can't take a hint, can you?"

"Does that mean you'll let me stay? I can live here? That's great! I'll go get the rest of my stuff!"

"Uchiha." She was back to the last name thing again. Man this boy was annoying. Couldn't he figure it out for himself that she did NOT WANT HIM LIVING WITH HER?

"Last names again? Come on, baby, you know you want me more than that."

"Get out."

"I'm not even in the house."

"Get away from me."

"Don't have to."

"OUT!"

"I don't have to leave if I don't want to. After all, you and I are going to be spending a lot of time together. We might as well start by using first names."

"Uchiha. Get. Away. From. Me. Now."

"But if I do that, I'll just have to come back again. Wouldn't you like it better if I were closer to you? You know you love me."

"I stopped loving you a long time ago."

"When? Like—two seconds ago? Admit it. You can't lift a finger to hurt me because you love me so much."

"When will you get this through your thick skull? I DON'T LOVE YOU ANYMORE! I HAVEN'T LOVED YOU FOR SIX YEARS! I DON'T LIKE YOU, I DO NOT LOVE YOU, AND I FIND YOU FAR FROM ATTRACTIVE! IN FACT, I FIND YOU TO BE AN INSENSITIVE JERK! YOU ARE A COMPLETE ASS! GO DIE!"

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Well, SOMEONE was PMSing today. She loved him. She always had, and she always would. She was probably just kidding about not letting him into the house. After all, he lived there now.

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Ok people! Tell me what you think! Please! Only one person reviewed last chapter! Special Thanks to that one person. You get a plate of cookies. Please people! All I'm asking for are some reviews! Help make my D- worthy! I don't want to have a bad grade in English AND think that my story sucks because nobody reviewed! This story is the reason for my D- in the first place! If I wasn't spending so much time working on this, I might actually get some homework done! And boost my grade! So I DON'T fail!

Though I'd be a total Hypoctrite for saying this, Failure is bad.

Reason for Hypocracy: Failure isn't that bad. It just means that's as far as you were meant to go and you pushed your limits. Personally, I fail every day. It's just part of life. I know I'm dumb. I don't need an F on my Chemistry paper to tell me that.