~ Konohagakure no Sato, Uchiha Household, 7:00 pm ~

Fugaku ignored his nephew as he ate his meal. He was busy thinking about how odd his department was acting and wanted to know what made them act almost jumpy.

Fugaku was 5'8" with short black hair and black eyes. He had lightly tanned skin covering a lean from and wore a black suit with a white shirt.

"And she beat Hidan-san in a fight, you should of seen her. She was a tiny little thing." Shisui told his Aunt, his unruly black hair falling in front of his eyes.

Shisui was 5'9" with black eyes and unruly black hair. He had pale skin covering a lean frame and was still wearing his school uniform though he had a red tie unlike most of his cousins.

Mikoto was 5'5" with shoulder-length black hair framing her heart-shaped face and black eyes. She had pale skin covering her slender softly curved frame and wore a plain knee-length dress.

"Otou-san?" Sasuke asked, a frown on his face as he put down his chopsticks and looked up at his father. "Who is Haruno Sakura?"

Madara closed his eyes and withheld a flinch when he heard the sound of his Uncle's chopsticks snapping in half. Fugaku ignored the tiny bits of wood stabbing into his hand as he glared at Madara.

"How dare you tell him about that demon!" He snarled, making Madara's eyes open in a flash.

Madara stood up, his chair hitting the floor with a loud bang, as he slammed his hands on to the table startling most of his family.

"I told him nothing!" Madara hissed, fury clear on his face as he glared at his Uncle. "And she isn't a demon! You don't know Sakura."

"I know her better then you do." Fugaku disagreed making Madara let out a harsh laugh. "She always kept you close to her and never let you see the true demon she is!"

"She had always protected Konan, Nagato, Yahiko, Pein and I, as well as her gang. She only did want she thought was best!" Madara almost shouted. "You always try to make her out to be evil when you are the one who wouldn't leave her the hell alone!"

Fugaku glared at him, not noticing that he was gripping his left forearm, the suit jacket and the shirt sleeve hiding the long scar on it.

"Like hell was I go to let her go around free! She's a killer!" Fugaku shouted, not hearing Sasuke's startled gasp.

"And your not?" Madara asked, a hatefilled smirk coming to his lips. "Sakura never hid the 'Game' from us. Trust me Fugaku-ji-san, I know about the part you played in it too."

"Sasuke." Fugaku said harshly, ignoring how Sasuke flinched slightly. "How did you know about her?"

"She's the new student in my class. She told me to tell you hello and ask if you're arm still hurts when you think of her." Sasuke answered quickly, his gaze fixed on the grip Fugaku's right hand on his left forearm.

"Haruno-san also talked to me." Itachi spoke up ignoring the feeling of his father's burning gaze. "She said she wins this round and that you have very good looking sons and how fun it'll be with them in the game."

Fugaku let out a snarl and stormed over to the phone, while Madara took deep breathes, his hands still pressed against the table.

Fugaku wanted to know why the demon girl was out and why the hell was she near his sons.


~ Konohagakure no Sato, Rin's Apartment, 11:30 pm ~

Sakura let out a mouthful of smoke as she sat on the fire escape out side of her window, the cigarette held loosely in her right hand as the ash fell from the end while she ignored the loud music coming from Haku's and Zabuza's room that was meant to drown out the bangs and moans coming from it.

She smirked to herself since it wasn't doing a good job, though Haku was a somewhat quiet person it seemed with Zabuza, he was very vocal. Genma had left for a 'walk' when they first heard the music and the first moan.

She knew Genma had most likely gone to a hotel for the night, she wouldn't be surprised if he picked up a woman along the way. She wasn't bothered by the sounds and neither was Yamato, they were used to hearing the moans of pleasure when some of the women in the prison went to their cell mate from some relief or sometimes a horny guard.

She put the cigarette in her mouth while she inhaled, a thoughtful look came to her eyes. Gaara and his siblings were going to come tomorrow, Sakura's apartment wasn't big enough for everyone since she knew the rest of her gang was going to start showing up within the week. It seemed she would need to get a bigger apartment.

She knew till she got one that Gaara would stay with her in her room, Kankuro would be staying with Genma and Yamato in their room while Temari had a futon in the main room.

It seemed she would have to dip into her money. When her parents died, Sakura had to take over their businesses. Her mother had owned her own Music Studio while her father had owned his own Art Gallery, both co-owned their mean business, Kuruizaki corp. Kuruizaki was a well known technology and information corp, it had more information then the FBI.

Many didn't know that the owner was a well known criminal.

The sound of her phone beeping made her blink and drag it from the pocket of her skinny black jeans. She flipped it up, letting the screen lit up her face as she read the text.

She smirked around her cigarette as she let out the smoke through her nose. It seemed that Fugaku had gotten the good news and he was angry.

Fugaku had always been one to let his angry get the better of him when she was involved which always amused her. But sometimes it got almost boring, if it did get boring then she would end the game for good. She hated when things made her bored.

"You should be getting to sleep." Yamato said as he leaned against the window frame, his arms crossed across his chest.

"You sound like a mother." Sakura retorted the smoke leaving her mouth as she talked when she casually removing the cigarette from her mouth and tapped it against the metal bar next to her, watching as the ash fall to the ground. "Plus do you really think I could go to sleep with that going on?" It seemed to prove her point when both heard a loud moan which both knew was from Haku.

"Have you heard about Uchiha-san?" Yamato changed the subject although he knew she most likely already knew.

"Hai, he seems very angry." Sakura said, putting out the cigarette bud and letting it fall out of her hands and through the metal grate to the floor. "But I don't know what with. Me being out or me bringing his sons into our game."

"You shouldn't play with him." Yamato said, his gaze fixed on the stars above. "He's dangerous."

"He's a kitten compared to me and you know it." Sakura said, her gaze also fixed on the stars. "Plus he was the one who started the game." She stood making him look at her. "I'm just the one whose going to win."

Yamato bit back a sigh as he watched her walk to him. He barely tensed when she put her hands on his arms, rubbing her thumbs against the musle hidden behind his shirt sleeves. He inhaled deeply, taking in her scent of honey and cream with the after scent of cigarette smoke.

"How long have you been watching me?" She asked, her eyes fixed on his.

"Since you were ten." He answered, watching her.

"You hated me at first, remember?" She asked leaning into him, making his breathing deepen slightly.

"Hai." He answered, his arms slowly falling to his sides as she pressed herself closer to him.

"When did you start caring about me? You used to hate me but now I'm almost sure you're in love with me." She mused, her right hand going up to play with his hair, while his hands rested on her hips.

They had spent eight years together and he had come to care for her deeply. When she turned eighteen, he gave into his lust. He knew she didn't love him though he knew she cared about him. He had knew before he first kissed her, first touched her that Sakura didn't love, people loved Sakura not the other way round. He didn't know if she would ever find love.

As his head bent to met her lips with his own, he found himself not minding.

Later when they laid in her bed, his hand going absently up and down her bare back as she laid mostly on his chest with the covers covering the lower half of their bodies, was when she cared on with the conversion.

"You shouldn't care for me so much." She told him, making him look down though she kept her eyes shut as she listened to his strong heart beat. "When there is a small chance the Fugaku may kill me."

"I wont let him kill you." He told her, pressing a kiss into her messy pink hair.

She smiled bitterly as her eyes opened slightly, as cold and as hard as the gems they took after.

"No you wont let him kill me, but you'll let him hurt me." And he had nothing to say against those words.


AN: So, I thought I would add alittle YamatoxSakura and see how you guys like it. So please tell me what you think and if I should carry on with adding YamatoxSakura in it or not.

Oh, and don't worry GaaraxSakura fans, there will be moments of them aswell since Gaara will most likely become her lover when he arrives.

Now I'm not really trying to make Sakura a slut, but the Sakura I have in mind wouldn't settle down with one man since she would most likely get bored with him. Sakura, in this story, loves to be amused and interested and hates becoming bored. She's highly intelligent so it's no wonder she hates getting bored and enjoys playing with people to see if they react like she thought, it's because she's so far ahead of people that she can get bored easily. Also I doubt I'm going to make her fall in love with anyone, though she'll care about her lovers, she wont fall in love.

The reason why will be explained in later chapters. So I'm sorry if I have disappointed anyone but that's how I'm going to write it.