ummm.. so theres some discrete sexual content in here.

nothing too bad.

enjoi!

Eerie.

Eerie was the only word that could be used to describe this place. It sat somewhere lost in between time that didn't really exist, and between time that left the weak behind. For there was never any hospitality for the weak, for those who kneeled to the kings foot and gripped on tightly to the rims of the earth when it spun.

The king of all timelessness sat perched upon his thrown of ravens, presiding over all things red. The eternal time keeper itself fretted upon seeing this time-untouched king in all his glory, night, morning and evening. There should have been vultures among dead bodies at this time she knew, but they had all gone in fear of fear itself. She crawled in pathetically across the floor to the mighty thrown where the king sat, gasping for air and spitting nonsensical rhyming words to his deaf ears. Her hand bravely ventured to the foot of his eternal red cloak, grasping and pulling it forward to wipe her blood stained tears. Her blood red lips cracked from beatings he knew, and the last remaining violinist would play a song of sweet sadness at the death of her.

He knew she was vibrantly brilliant, and her everlasting beauty wouldn't fade for as long as timelessness continued on. Such things concerned him not. It wasn't the blood spilling from her eyes or ears, nor was it the dying noise she chocked on, it was the brave hand that evoked him into motion, that made him gallantly stand tall.

His eyes spun down upon her, revealing all she had assumed to be true. There was no room for the color black in his eyes, only red stared on now. Red eyes met green ones only halfway through, entrapping them like all the rest in a red kaleidoscope timelessness. She rose to her feet to meet the raven king, fear leaving her as she did.

His raven claw rose to her face and glided all the ways down to her neck, then bosom, arousing colors in every aspect as it did. His other claw ripped the last of her dead cloak off, exposing her for all she truly was and all she truly ever would be. She clutched at her body in embarrassment attempting to hide herself from him, but it was all too late.

His cloak fell to the floor in one swift motion, exposing him as well. She gasped at the sight of his body and stumbled all the ways to the floor and back some more. She would admit that he was beautiful underneath that cloak; it was like his body had known no faults. Her thoughts sidetracked as he let out a wicked loud laughter and strode ever-slowly towards her, subtracting all distance in the timelessness rift between them. Shadows danced faster the closer he got; she knew her perfect time would be coming to an end and soon, only her hours of madness waited. He stopped at the very foot of her being and stared down hard at the body he so long desired. She wasn't perfect like him, no; she was torn from ripped black holes that spit out dead stars that hadn't had the slightest clue on how to shine.

But he would make her more that perfect, with him she would become beyond a god, all would bow to her everlasting time-untouched beauty. With his last remaining thought and her last desperate whisper he came down like a thief and stole from her what was rightfully his all along. Her screams of anguish and protest could only be heard as pleasant upon reaching his ears.

"SASSSSSSSSUKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK EEEEEEE!"

Sakura screamed and jolted off the bed, all while slamming really hard into the floor and hurting herself. Her breaths were uneven and nerve racking, making her lungs pound violently against her rib cage. Quickly she scanned the contents of her room searching for the raven boy and felt stupid upon finding no one. Hadn't she felt him touching her? Touching all over her body, leaving hideous welts as he did? If he had, where was he now? Suddenly her alarm clock sounded loudly lulling a screech from inside her inner being, causing the neighbors to get pissy. They banged on their ceiling while yelling something about her being a 'rude bitch', over the small amount of time she lived above them she had gathered that they indeed were not morning people. Sakura whispered a small 'sorry' and gathered herself back on her bed and tried her best to recall what exactly put her in a state of alarm in the first place. Her head was spinning from all the sudden movement, creating waves of nausea as it did. The world had become round in simple terms.

What the hell just happened?

She scratched her head, for the life of her she couldn't recall anything about her dream except for the color red, and Sasuke. Did she really just dream of Sasuke?

Thinking of him made the color 'red' course through her like fire floating on ice. It was an unfair sensations she was certain only she felt, a sensation that would be with her for as long as he was. She didn't like him, no, to say that she did would be a huge over statement and anyone would be able to realize that. But she certainly could say that she had gotten used to him being around, so to dream of him in the manner she didn't wasn't all the uncommon.

The sound of rain tore her away from her quickly collecting thoughts of him. The windowpane was drenched with tears from the sky, leaving tear streaks the color of midnight as they fell collectively around the earth. Today she would be hopelessly trapped inside the puny cage she dared to called home, no one would come willingly to her side and she wouldn't go to anyone's. Realizing this she signed and laid back against her head board, yawning due to the lack of thought not going on in her head. Today was a Saturday, but it really seemed like a lonely Sunday, today she wouldn't be needed at work so why the hell was she awake again? Her alarm clock screeched once again for the second time today, scaring the hell out of her once more, the damn thing had yet to be turned off she realized.

It was 5:30 a.m., the sun was barely waking up at this time from a long nights rest. She knew she shouldn't be awake yet so she gave into sleep once more and traded consciousness for sweet clouds of non-recognition.

9:30 rolled around before the effects of sleep began to wear off, letting Sakura know that it was truly time to get up…. again. She rubbed her pink head of fuzzy messed-up hair and attempted to lay flat her unruly strands and make it presentable. The sound of rain brought her attention back to the window, letting her know that it was still raining outside, creating a disastrous environment and drowning plants all over the world. She spotted a spider crawling beneath the very bottom of her window ceil to get away from the moist environment outside, he seemed smart enough to avoid Sakura, knowing that if he got closer than what he should it might be the end of his life. The spider would have to go back outside after the rain she decided, but for now it wasn't bothering anyone.

Sakura gathered her legs close to her chest and began pondering silently to herself what the meaning of all things simple was, and how that came to be. Then how things obscured away from simplicity and why they did so.

No answer ever came

Where were they again?

Being alone meant that she had a lot of time to contemplate about her life and where it was going, and for some unknown bizarre reason these thoughts always brought her back to them. Her thoughts kept her going to where Naruto was, what he could have possibly been doing for the past week without her and whether or not he remembered her cherry-blossom face and body. He wouldn't know how cold it had become, he wouldn't question the frailness of her arms or hair, he would bring her into a hug and everything would be the same. Then she wondered about Sasuke, about his dark demeanor and raven like tendencies. She couldn't quite place why he was so shy around every other person other than her or Naruto, or why he didn't even want to make an effort at being friends with other people but it was alright to get to know her? She wondered if he was entertaining thoughts of her too, if he would hug her or steal a kiss from her perhaps? He wouldn't kiss her she knew, and he wouldn't act glad to see her, he would shove his hands in his pockets and let her embrace him into her warm bosom like she always did. He wouldn't dare initiate intimacy on his own, not like Naruto would.

They had been gone for the past week already and the only thing that indicated any chance of their return was the sweet little letter Sasuke wrote her before their departure, instructing her on where to be every day. She held it close to hear heart and pretended she could hear him speak the written words to her in his strong reassuring voice, she would pretend that he had actually gifted the card to her instead of abandoning it on the cold bed where she lied alone in search for comfort and warmth. It was surprising and slightly alarming how fast She had become accustomed to him.

Loyalty sang sweet golden songs in her heart that kept her strong, the song would make her wait every single day on the lonely outskirts of Konoha's city limits at a big gate, just like instructed. She would head that way after a full day of playing cat and mouse at the hospital regardless of how cold the weather had become and how dark it was, she would sit and wait for them to return to her like they promised they would. On several occasions she had fallen asleep and missed diner waiting at the bench. She had convinced herself that if she suffered and waited long enough for them they would return to her, but all her effort and golden loyalty had been in vain as neither of them ever showed. Patience wasn't her strongest virtue, even as hard as it was she could silently admit that to herself.

Sakura crawled out of her bed after getting a headache from thinking too hard about them. She looked to the spider who had nestled itself cozily into the very corner of her wet window ceil and wondered if he had anyone he was dying to see and if this cold weather was keeping him from his current source of happiness like it was for her. She knew it was a ridiculous notion because spiders didn't have families, they didn't have loved ones or feelings. All they had was their instincts, and their instincts told them that they needed to mate and eat. That they had to protect themselves above all others, Sakura strangely couldn't feel that way. Spiders to her were so suddenly different and unimportant.

She abandoned the spider to the coziness of his nest and walked into her small window lit run down bathroom and ran the water in the shower so it would get hot. As Christmas approached faster the water in her apartment became surprisingly cold, upsetting her because the water wouldn't stay warm for more than 20 minutes in the shower and it took forever before the water became warm in the first place, she was at a lose-lose situation. Before she left the bathroom she gave a single glance into the mirror and took herself in. She didn't feel beautiful like Ino, or sexy like Tsunade, she felt averagely indifferent towards her pending looks, debating on whether or not she could always live with herself.

Ever since Sakura had been little she knew she wasn't the most beautiful child. She had a rather large forehead that she was constantly teased about, creating insecurities that she still held onto today. She felt that if she grew her hair out to be long and beautiful (despite its ridiculous color) people would accept her as a beautiful girl and no longer just 'that' girl. But the way she felt never came true, because in the end no one really cared about her or her long hair.

She turned away from herself in the mirror feeling apathetic and walked into her kitchen to put on a kettle of water for some morning tea that would make her feel better. Her kitchen was lit by the small rays of light coming in from the large windows in her apartment, everything was a greyish blue color and so cold she could nearly see her breath. The thought of Christmas coming fast overwhelmed her.

From her kitchen she peered into the living room where no one had been since her party for the soon to be Hyuuga couple. Everything was plain as usual, maybe today was a good day to plan gifts.

She tried thinking of all things possible to keep herself busy and from thinking of them, but the thoughts kept coming and going like a train on a circular track, it couldn't be helped. Her thoughts of them only served to sadden her now.

Sakura walked back into the bathroom after a while when she knew the water would be hot. She stripped down to nothing and stepped into the tub water. At first her nerves told her to get out of the water because it was boiling her skin, but soon they gave into relaxation and beckoned her to fall asleep. She let the water kiss her skin ever so sweetly and gave into her first temptation and fell asleep.

A small window brought light into her bathroom and displayed it across ever possible surface. On the other side of the window sat a man who watched the inside of her bathroom.

"She fell asleep," he called out.

No reply ever came, instead the other man simply slipped inside her apartment and began undoing parts in her washing machine. It took him less than 5 minutes and he left. They both left.

Sakura turned in the tub of water after a while and felt the rush of coldness pass between her legs up to her body, rousing her quickly into consciousness. Like always her bath ended in coldness and her rushing to get out quicker than she wanted to. Even though an hour had already managed to elude her, she felt as if her time spent in the water wasn't enough.

Nevertheless, Sakura dried off and walked into her room naked in search of clean things to wear. No one would disturb her today she knew, so there was no reason to walk around in her towel while searching for clothes. She walked over to her dresser and gently pulled open a drawer to expose nothingness, her panty drawer was completely void of anything shy of crumbs. Sakura sighed frustrated-ly and yanked open a drawer below to once again come across a whole lot of nothing, all of her drawers in her oversized dresser were strangely empty. Where had all her things gone? She looked around the room and became witness to her gigantic mess of clothes laying everywhere, how had this mess managed to escape her for so long?

She sat her naked bottom on her bed and signed, maybe today should be a laundry kinda day instead of gift planning, it wasn't like she had money to be spending on people anyways. Being an intern meant that pay wasn't always guaranteed, she always had a paycheck, but the size of it was miserable, it was barely enough for her to pay for her place. Eventually she would become a real doctor, not just one shadowing another.

Sakura walked over to a box in her closet and pulled out a nasty old woman's sweater her grandmother had made her. It was large grey-ish yellow and itchy, on top of that it was far from cute, but it would have to do until she got her laundry together. The feeling of her old sweater was ruff against her bare skin, it didn't feel as welcoming as a hug from Naruto would but it had to work. Quickly she gathered her old panties and slipped them back on and put all of her laundry into a basket and kicked it down the hallway. Her old underwear felt stale from sitting off of her body in the cold air, they weren't nasty enough to make her want to wear nothing, and going around bare-boobin was bad enough, bare-bootying would never happen.

She kicked her basket all the ways to her miserable washing machine, leaving a trail of panties and socks behind when they fell out. Her washing machine often chose when it wanted to work and when it didn't want to, it wasn't always the most reasonable machine, but it was far better than buying a new one. Sakura yanked opened the lid and shoved her underwear in, she reached up and tried to start the water.

Her machine made a load clanking noise and rumbled violently around in its place, Sakura looked confused as the water never turned on. "what the hell?" she looked to the side of the machine and checked the cords, everything was in place so why was the machine being bipolar today? Her face changed to that of an annoyed one.. out of all the times the damn thing chose not to work, it had to be a day when it was raining outside. She gathered her panties from the bottom and shoved the lid closed while slamming her fist down on the water button again and received no answer, it wasn't going to work today. Her washing machine was known for being bipolar. Once during the hot summer after Ino and Tenten spent the night she attempted to wash clothing for work the next day and the machine decided not to work, the day after she went to work in clothes that had chocolate stains, receive extremely annoying laughs from Ino the whole day. Then another time during a blizzard that had wiped out nearly all of the power in her house the damn machine was running like no other! No other lights in the house would turn on except for the one above the machine; she slept onto of the washing machine and dryer that night.

Sakura shook the hell out of the machine and kicked it every now and then, it at least needed to know that she was mad at it and that when she got back it was in trouble. Sakura sighed and picked up her clothing baskets and made way for the front door, it was time to make a trip to the complex's new laundry mat. It seemed that since so many people suffered from the bipolar washing machine syndrome, the complex had to compensate and build in a personal laundry mat .

She looked outside to see that rain was still falling violently against the world, this meant that it was to wear her pink rain boots and use her oversized umbrella. She gathered everything and quickly searched from something she could slip over her petite ass and made way out the door.

The cold wind hit her hard, reminding her that today she wasn't supposed to leave her apartment. She cursed silently and fumbled for her key to lock the door. It must have been hidden in the very bottom of nowhere because she couldn't find the thing worth a damn and the more she tried the more she gave up and settled into leaving the place unlocked. It wasn't like she had anything worth stealing other than food.

Sakura gathered her basket up and looked over the stair rail all the ways down to the distant floor, her apartment was on the 5th floor up and there had yet to be and elevator installation. Her journey was a great long one, filled with great trials and hardships, but in the end she knew it was worth it.

After about 15 minutes Sakura kicked open the door to the laundry mat and enveloped herself in its warmth, her body had physically suffered from harsh winds that whipped vulgarly against her skin leaving welts in its wake. She half expected to find no one because sane people and enough sensibility to do their laundry periodically instead of waiting till it was all gone before doing so, but she never felt any more stupider in her life upon seeing someone.

She heard things crash onto the floor as her dynamic entrance startled someone. "Sorry!" Sakura called out to whoever it was, she couldn't see past her basket. "haha, it's okay, I just didn't expect anyone else to come in here today." His smooth voice bounced off the wall and found its way to her ears, forcing her to sit her stuff down. She watched as he straightened his postured and as his long black hair fell gracefully onto his broad shoulders. His eyes caught hers looking guiltily "and you came stomping in at that too." She quickly averted her gaze disabling her from getting a good look at his face, but that didn't stop him. He looked onto her hair that was brilliant in color and quickly realized his plan was working perfectly.

"I wouldn't have kicked the door down if I had known any one would be in here, I figured I was the only one." She spoke quickly to him while messing around with her laundry, revealing that her voice could indeed fail her. Quickly she put her basket on top of a dryer and pried open the washing machine, starting the water for her dirty laundry.

Something was wrong she realized; her detergent was nowhere to be found. Sakura dumped her close out of the basket and revealed that she had indeed forgotten her soap.

"Oh man..." she looked around and rubbed the back of her neck, the boy noticed. "Are you missing something?" he called out to her.

Sakura stood straight, allowing him to glace at her body, " I seemed to have forgotten my laundry soap." She folded her arms and leaned back against the machine while sighing and seeing no other option other than going back. She grabbed her basket and headed back to the door, her only option was to take everything because things were known to be stolen if left unattended in her complex. She wouldn't risk losing her clothes.

"here, use some of mine." The strangers deep voiced startled Sakura into turning around to where he was.

Her eyes went wide as they collided with his, she was so startled upon seeing his face she dropped her basket.

Her hand hesitated unsurely in the wallowing distance but eventually reached out and surfaced across his cheek, letting her know exactly how solid cold he was.

"…Sasuke?" she ran her fingers over his nose and chine slowly before reaching out to touch his loose flowing hair, her heart was pounding so hard against her ribcage. It was like all time had stopped, and she was confused as to why Sasuke's hair had grown so long.

The taller man let out a soft chuckle and shook his head while taking her hand into his, "no, my name isn't Sasuke, its Itachi. It's my pleasure to meet you." He smiled and bowed down slightly to pressed his soft lips to the back of her scared fragile hand, their eyes never broke contact. Sakura felt her cheeks heat up with embarrassment and quickly brought her free hand to cover her mouth. She felt as if she had a fever, and if she didn't get away from this strangely handsome devil that looked like Sasuke she would surely die of a heat stroke. He chuckled lightly against her hand, her skin felt so soft against his lips and she smelled like the pink flower she looked like. Sakura quickly withdrew her hand in bewilderment, she felt so confused. "y….you caught me by surprise." Her breaths sounded awkward upon leaving her lips, she knew he could see her blatant embarrassment, yet he chose not to break their proximity. Maybe he was Naruto's brother instead.

"it wasn't my intention, I just wanted to help you out." He turned from her and picked up her basket of underwear, reaching for her panties and bras so he could put them in the washing machine. She watched as he added his laundry detergent, changed the cycle to delicate and closed the top to the machine so it could give way to its order. She hadn't even realized that he had been messing with her delicates, but later on she would decide that him touching her underwear was just plain creepy and uncomfortable.

"I never caught you name?" he said while turning and leaning on the machine. But his words fell upon deaf ears as Sakura was too busy staring at him to actually hear the words he was saying.

Everything about him was just so unnervingly captivating. He was pale, tall and beautiful, she knew his eyes would capture hers the same way a certain raven boys would when she looked at them. She found it peculiar that he looked almost like Sasuke so it didn't surprise her when she asked him, "do you know a Sasuke?"

Her eyes jolted back and forth in a questioning manner, they were seeking pure honesty from his heart. Mentally he laughed to himself, of course he knew a 'Sasuke', her little raven prince was his cold and demented little brother, but she would never need to know such information. "Nope," he lied just as easy as he smiled, "never even heard of that name before."

Sakura looked at him in awe while putting her finger to her face, "for some reason I thought you would," he could hear the letdown in her voice as she spoke quietly. Then she suddenly began shuffling for her cellphone in her nonexistent pockets , realizing that she had left it in her apartment. "ummm.. I have a picture of him on my phone. You guys look almost identical, except his hair isn't as long… I really would like to show you him," she giggled. "I just find It so strange how much you look like him," "almost like blood brothers." Itachi smiled with evil intents that would glide straight over her naïve imagination, if only she knew. Her mother should have taught her better when it came to dealing with strangers.

"you're going to be waiting for your laundry for a while right? I can just run up and get my phone really quick to show you, if you don't mind watching my laundry?" She gave Itachi a small questioning smile, trying her best to work her charm on him. "Not at all, take your time." He gave in and leaned against her machine.

Originally it had taken Sakura about 15 minutes to walk down to the laundry mat in the first place, but with her running it took her 20 minutes in total to get from point A to point B then back to point A, if they had elevators it wouldn't have taken so long. She walked back into the laundry room breathing slightly hard from running. In her hand she held a small silver cellphone that she was currently clicking through trying to find the information. "Here!" she held it up and suddenly ran over to Itachi who had made himself comfortable on top of the machine. The picture was of her, Sasuke and Naruto at ichiraku's. Itachi smirked, yep, that sure was his little brother and the annoying kyuubi with her. "uhhh, that's me.." Itachi joked, Sakura looked at him with wide eyes, "hahaha, no but he looks like he could be my doppelganger or something." He gave her a small playful wink, suggesting that everything he was going to say would contain some hint of sarcasm. Sakura caught on quickly and laughed with him, "you could imagine how surprised when I saw you, I really thought you were him. Just, with your hair all grown out and everything." Sakura made hand motions, suggesting that his hair got longer, it made Itachi pull his hair around to the front of his shoulder.

"Our looks are uncanny, if you don't mind me asking, is he your boyfriend?" Itachi played coy and rubbed the back of his neck, acting shy. He noticed Sakura turning several shades of red, obviously embarrassed. "Me and him?!" her voice practically squeaked. Inwardly he chuckled, knowing damn well they weren't together. His little brother had been incapable of loving anyone other than himself ever since he was a small frightened child, ever since that fateful red-mooned night. "It's just that, your such a lovely lady and I wouldn't mind going out with you, if you're free and interested." he sat up and leaned slightly above her, casting playful shadows across her now very confused eyes. She blushed discretely and looked down with great speed.

"I cant." She spoke, "you see, I have to wait for them to get back because we became such good friends and I miss them. If I'm out when they come back how will they know that I was waiting?" her eyes ran back and forth across the floor, "I miss them so bad." "well, maybe some other time, the offer will still stand, even once they get back." He said while getting up off the machine and cupping her face in his hands to make her look up. Her pupils were clouded with confusion, making it difficult to draw the line between what was real and fake.

He leaned his head over hers and veiled her with long black hair, trapping her in his non-genjutsu. "you never gave me your name," his hot breath whispered into her right ear, tickling her nerves all the ways down to the very bottom of her spine. A sun stroked face painted its way across her neutral one, letting him know that he was doing something right.

Afterwards she would decide that he was waaaaaaaay to close to say that they had just met.

"i.. itssss…" she trailed off as the feeling of his nose ran along her outer ear canal and his breath entered her eardrum, making her suddenly forget English language . "hmmmm?" he hummed, as his voice vibrated so did she. She realized that her name was no longer there.

"S…saku..ra" she spoke out in bits and pieces, hoping he would be able to understand her broken language. He quickly moved away from her,

"What a pretty name Sakura, it fits you perfectly." He tilted his head and gave her a close eyed smile.

What the hell just happened? Strangely enough she felt like satisfied woman who just had sex in a public place without getting caught, even though all of her clothes were on. Had he just seduced her name out of her? He made his way across the building as his machine sounded, indicating that it had finished. She watched as he picked his basket up and gather his clothes out of the dryer, a strange pang of sadness plagued her heart as he prepared to leave. Then just as soon as the sadness came he turned on his feet and directed his spider web like glace at her,

"well Sakura the lovely, I'll be seeing you around, have a good evening. " he bowed once more and exited the area. Sakura's heart hitched, it felt like Sasuke was leaving her for the second time that week and the notion left her feeling heavily weighed down into the machine. She felt extremely confused as to why god had cursed her with meeting strange beauties who wanted to be near her, surely it was some sort of test of strength, one Sakura really wanted to fail.

"b…bye." She gave a low squeak while girlishly waving her hand near her waist, his presence was gone and the door closed behind him to prove so.

"Itachi huh?" she sighed and leaned back against the machine.

Sasuke clutched at his rumbling gut and cringed into his meal at the campfire on the very outskirts of Kumogakure. His eyes searched the meal wordlessly making him wonder if he someone, namely Naruto, had messed with his food.

They had arrived earlier than planned and had already begun there mission of infiltration, but that required patience, information gathering was essential he knew, but deep down in his head he wanted nothing more than to just go and kick this guy's ass and go home to Sakura before Naruto could. He knew she would take him and embrace him into all her sweetness the moment she saw him, remind him of why he should just stay with her all the time and protect her from any danger. Kakashi had requested that they bring her buy the shop when they had got back, he was curious to see what she looked like because both Sasuke and Naruto seemed infatuated with her. But of course Sasuke had no intention of taking her to him, he knew that all Kakashi did was dream of young women who he could sink his teeth into and make his icha icha dreams come true. While Sasuke was able to see things this way Naruto was incapable and agreed instantly to bring her for a date once they got back, it pissed Sasuke off to no end when he explained her detail to detail to their older sensei. Sure, Kakashi was harmless enough and was nothing but a pleasant gentleman to women, but it didn't stop those sick thoughts from crossing his mind, he is a man after all.

Once Sasuke's gut clenched again his mind wondered to where she was, his gut told him that something was going down somewhere that involved him, it just forgot to say what that something was. It was a strange feeling to eat to, it told him that his food was rotten, and that he should pay more attention to what he was feeling. But in order for him to be as strong as he needed to be he pushed the feeling aside and ingested the ramen Naruto had made for all of them, that shit probably was rotten if Naruto was responsible.

The woods behind both Naruto and Sasuke cracked making them respond with quickness, both of them yanked out a kunai and got into the closes stance they could. "Whoa whoa," a familiar voice rang through the woods. "nice to know your both on guard," their sensei's chuckling voice came. He was proud of them to say at least. Naruto slouched back down and folded his arms in a pouting manner, "oh it's just you Kakashi-sensei." Him grimaced. Kakashi looked to him while putting his hand to his heart. "ouch, that hurts." He tried to act fragile, but they knew otherwise.

He came and sat next to Sasuke and Naruto on the ground and grabbed a cup of ramen, "what did you find?" Naruto suddenly turned to him eagerly awaiting the information. "His name is Sato Tora, he lives in the heart of the capital with two of his brothers, some woman told me that he's responsible for the sale and trade of kidnapped genin who become trained to fight to the death in chicken matches." Kakashi grabbed a set of chopsticks and broke them, "that bastards going down when I get my hands on him! believe it!" Naruto shouted and shoved another set of noodles in his throat. "Calm down kyuubi boy, at midnight we're going to head for the tavern where I agreed to meet this woman. She's risking a lot, but she's going to take us to Sato, she knows his exact location." Kakashi leaned back into the tree. Sasuke looked suspicious at him for a slight moment, "if she's risking a lot by taking us there then why is she helping us at all? What did you do?" he propped himself up on his elbows, catching both Kakashi and Naruto's attention, Kakashi leaned forward. "yea sensei? What did you do?" Naruto squaked in a high pitched tone and furrowed his brows while turning to Kakashi, glaring at him the same way Sasuke was. Although Sasuke's glares would always go unrivaled. Kakashi smiled under his mask, "it'" He smiled, all proud of himself. Naruto burst out into laugher, even Sasuke chuckled. "I don't believe that shit for one freakin second!" Naruto pointed at him. "what did you do? trade Konoha's top secrets or something?" he said while clutching onto his now-in-pain side, his laughter never stopped. Kakashi looked offended but then his sighed and pulled out his little porn book. "believe what you want, I already gave you my answer." He leaned against the tree and crossed his legs. Naruto looked at Sasuke who shared his glance back, they both looked equally stuck in disbelief, "ya right! Wake me at midnight." Naruto chuckled one last time and rolled over to face the bright fire, knocking down 7 empty cups of ramen as he did. "you clumsy little bastard," Sasuke kicked him in the butt.

Sasuke picked at the captivating fire with a stick, contemplating the true meaning of life and whether or not it was worth fighting for. In the end he realized that he had always been fighting a war he knew nothing about, and while it paid him greatly it didn't satisfy that empty void he had been feeling in his life since he was a child. It didn't matter how hard he tried to fill the empty abyss, nothing ever worked. It would forever feel empty and there was no other way to escape the loneliness that threatened his very existence. It was best that his problems were eternal because others would surely worry about him if they truly knew what was going on inside. He didn't want his old sensei or Naruto to worry their pretty little heads about him, and he especially didn't want Sakura to find out about any of his problems. She would be entirely too delicate to deal with such trauma. He would break her.

The sound of Naruto snoring brought him away from his lonely thoughts.

It had already been an hour or so since Naruto started to snore, Sasuke took this as an opportunity to truthfully question his sensei about his current information. Kakashi looked at him as if already knowing that he was itching to start a conversation, Sasuke took the chance. , "seriously, what did you do?" his voice was low enough to where the idiot wouldn't be disturbed. "hmmm?" Kakashi looked at him with concentrating eyes. "what did you trade with that girl?" "why are you so persistent Sasuke? I already told you." Already feeling bored with the conversation, Kakashi turned back to his book. "I don't believe that either, your too lazy to make love with someone." Sasuke folded his arms in a pouting, disbelieving manner. Kakashi signed in deeply and agitatedly, was Sasuke really interested in talking about love now? "Your wrong little Uchiha," Kakashi peered back from his book and into Sasuke's eyes, " I didn't make love to her," he spoke blankly. Sasuke sat up and looked even more confused, "then what?" his glare hardened onto his old sensei's face. "We had sex, there's a difference between making love and having sex. One actually requires feelings, the only other feeling you need for sex is pleasure.. well and necessity, that's what it's based on. Don't you know that already?" his eye questioned Sasuke, who blushed slightly and shook his head.

He didn't want to think about the difference between making love and having sex, for him the lines were all so blurred and obscure that making love and sex looked exactly like the same thing. There had never been a definite difference between the two and he didn't want to question the difference now, there was no need for such things. He noticed that Kakashi had returned back to his book and was reading now in peace. The man was barely thirty; it was natural for people of his age to continue to have sex. Sasuke knew it would be the same for him, if he continued the life he was doing now. Thinking about it made him a little sad, where did Sakura stand in all of this? Where was she supposed to stand?

It's not like they were together or ever would be, but the thought of being with Sakura was the most overwhelming, most magnificent feeling any man could ever hope to possess. He wanted her more that he wanted to breathe.

When had things become like this? He constantly kept asking himself, when did his feelings for her evolve to such a magnitude? His feelings weren't fake, they weren't lust he knew, he felt the same love for her he had for his mother and more. She was just as sweet, warm and inviting like her, and wasn't there a saying that little boys really marry their mothers, and little girls really marry their fathers?

Whoa!

Sasuke stopped his train of thinking,

Marriage?

When had he even considered thinking of that, Sakura wasn't that special, was she? Of course she was, that's why she deserved better, she would need a husband that would be able to be there 24/7, and that person wasn't Sasuke, he could admit that to himself even as the pain set into his heart. She came to mean so much to him in a short amount of time, and the small distance between them now kept him constantly referring back to the way her warm body felt against his as they greeted and said goodbye to each other. It wasn't fair that he was this far from her now, what would she think of his absence? She had awoken alone in his bed where he left the note for her, but whether or not she got it and understood was a different story. Would she be waiting for him like he asked her to? Or would she disregard everything in the letter and be done with him? No, she was too much like his mother to abandon him now. She would be there waiting every day for his return, he should never have asked her to do such a thing, these type of missions take weeks, and she would be there all alone. Waiting for him.

"Hey," Kakashi shook him. "Were you asleep?" his question directed down to the now startled raven. Sasuke blinked at him, exactly when was it that he closed his eyes? "No," he spoke, sounding slightly confused himself, "you sure? You've been quiet for the last 4 hours, well in any case it's time to go.."

The last 4 hours? But he had just barely talked to Kakashi about sex, there was no way 4 hours could have passed already, he hadn't been thinking that much.

Sasuke heard Naruto groan, and something about 'go away mom'. Of course his lazy ass didn't want to get up; it was in the middle of the freaking night for Christ's sake. But eventually his groans of protest subsided and he gave way to consciousness, "oi, Kakashi," Naruto said as he swayed while sitting up, "get ready, we leave in 3 minutes.." Kakashi put the fire out and began packing the pot of water into a scroll. "Why that long?" Naruto rubbed his head. Kakashi looked confused for a slight second then smiled at him, making the noise "sssssssss".

"urg!" Sasuke felt his bladder react and both him and Naruto clutched at their junk below and headed out into the forest to relieve themselves. Kakashi just laughed, that trick never stopped working on them, even now that they were close to jonin. He knew that each time both of them woke up the first thing they both needed to do was pee, he learned that after having to stop several times before on important missions so they could take care of their bladder problems, the trick came in handy ever since then.

Naruto jumped out into the first clearing he got and head behind a tree, Sasuke followed knowing that the area was filled with poison ivy and that Naruto was pretty good at tracking down perfect places to pee. He heard Naruto's pants unzip and the sound of liquid hitting the tree. He followed suit and unzipped his pants, peeing as well.

"Hey teme, mines still bigger!" Naruto let out an annoying laugh; it irked Sasuke making him glance over to the boy who was laughing right at him. "Yea right dobe, in your dreams maybe... "He turned back to the tree to mind his business, then he noticed Naruto's laughter stopping, "oh yea! Dream about this!" Naruto aimed at him and got pee all over Sasuke's leg and shoes. Sasuke clutched at his junk as Naruto's nasty liquids hit him. "YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!" he screamed while zipping up and chasing Naruto off into the distance. That little bastard really just peed on him. "You've been marked with the curse!" Naruto laughed and jumped into the trees, "now little Naruto's are going to grow out of your leg and constantly want ramen!" he was hysterical, but once a kunai flew past him and took his head band off it wasn't funny anymore. Sasuke was livid and Naruto only wanted to piss him off more.. In believing so he jumped into midair and mooned Sasuke his shiny pink ass, the Uchiha became even more furious just as Naruto had planned. "haha! Like that?!" he smacked his ass and continued to fly through midair. But his fun came to a stop as he collided directly into Kakashi's stone chest. "Sensei!" Naruto yelped and tried to get out of his sensei's death grip, "Naruuuutoooooooooooo!" Sasuke yelled as he approached, standing directly behind them. Naruto gulped and looked back at Sasuke, whose sharingan was spinning furiously at him.

Naruto chuckled sheepishly as Sasuke approached him slowly. "oh hey …S…asu..ke, h..how have you b..been? it's been a wh.. while," he did his best to smile up at Sasuke, but it wouldn't work…

From a distance you could hear the sound of someone screaming and birds taking off in fear of whatever was causing that noise.

They had to wait for Sasuke to get cleaned off and change his clothes before they headed out, it wouldn't be wise to let the enemy smell them before they even saw them. Team Kakashi was currently twenty minutes behind schedule and would be late in meeting his contact with information. Since it was decided that it was Naruto's fault he got stuck carrying all of the bags. Kakashi wasn't too worried about being late, he knew she would still be there, she had practically begged to see him again tonight, and like a good gentleman he couldn't say no.

Eventually Sasuke emerged from the forest in new clothing, he threw the pissed on ones at Naruto, they were soaking wet. "that goes in your bag dobe because this is your fault." He looked pissed. "yea yea!" Naruto gave him a closed eye glare that projected his current annoyance towards the raven. It had been a long annoying week together between the two, but in the end they were brothers, and brothers always stick together.

They were ten minutes late arriving to the designated spot. Naruto looked around and didn't see anybody, feeling bored he turned to Sasuke and put his hands behind his head. "ten bucks says that she some ugly old hag, that's the only reason kaka-sensei was able to sleep with her." He giggled and whispered to Sasuke, who was highly amused. "I'm not betting against that." Sasuke smirked and remembered Kakashi's words from earlier.

Kakashi's eyebrow twitched, those little bastards were always talking shit, hadn't he raised them better? Then he thought back to how he was the one that introduced them both to porn and decided against that notion, he was a terrible father -_-.

Naruto looked around again, there still wasn't anyone, "what gives? We weren't that late." He squinted, "she left because were all becoming you sensei! Late and lazy!" Naruto squawked and walked passed Sasuke. "Keep pushing it Naruto and you're going to feel 5000 years of death instead of 1000." Naruto clenched at his butt and made a face while Kakashi walked to a wall at the end of a rundown tavern, he knocked on the wall 4 times and turned to wait. "Ikuma?" a girl came around the corner shyly.

Both Naruto and Sasuke's jaw dropped to the floor as a lean woman with big breast, a small waist and a big ass rounded the corner and latched herself to their sensei, he wasn't lying after all.

"I thought you weren't going to come after all." She said in an innocent voice and looked up at him with cute puppy eyes while drawing swirls on his chest.

Naruto looked at Sasuke, "should have betted against me, you would have one." He nudged Sasuke, "seriously." Sasuke nudged him back.

It was embarrassing watching their sensei sweet talk some bimbo, embarrassing her and telling her things they both knew were lies, like his name for instance. "This is Tetsuya and Naoki" Kakashi gestured to both of his boys, they didn't even realize he was still talking. "Aren't we going to go somewhere first?" she didn't even regard Sasuke or Naruto; instead she just stayed attached to Kakashi, who looked vaguely annoyed at his current situation. She tried to pull down his mask once more, "no,… not now." He moved her hands away, "after you show me where Sato Tora is then I'm all yours for the whole night." both Naruto and Sasuke blushed. Yep, this defiantly was embarrassing.

It took them 3 hours via train to get to the weird hideout that their target kept himself hidden in, Sasuke stood in the shadows and waited for Kakashi's signal to penetrate the building, it was a perfect time, since most people would be a sleep at this time in the morning.

Kakashi had already disposed of the girl with promises of returning later that morning, but business came first, and it was about time they got their mission over with.

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