Disclaimer: the bitter-sweetness of my not owning Naruto, brings tears to my eyes, but joy to most action readers ones.

A/N: Oxymoron is an oxymoron he-he-he…just wanted to put that out there…yup…

Ain't No Sunshine

Dark eyes stared at the pink headed girl that lay sleeping peacefully beside him. He moved the stray pieces of hair that threatened to hide her face from his view then rubbed her cheek making her sigh and relax, sinking farther under the thick covers that draped over and hid her body from unwanted eyes. The only one that could see her at this moment was him. No one else was there to disturb them. It was just the two of them, not them and Konan, or Deidara and Sasori, or Kisame, or Pain, or any of the other idiots he reluctantly hung around. Just them.

She stirred and for a moment he didn't move till she relaxed with a hearty sigh and a smooth smile. He thought about getting out so as to not further disturb her, but the more he thought about it, the more his body was denying him the mobility needed to move so he just lay there with his head propped up and his eyes watching the girl that he believed had casted a spell on him while she slumbered.

Wonder what she's going to do now? He thought. I'm more than sure that her friends are worried sick about her. They probably want her back and soon…not that I care. As long as she's here and not there with that fool, then I'm fine.

Sakura moaned before stretching and rolling over. Her bright eyes stared into Itachi's dark ones before a sweet smile spread across her face. He nearly smiled back, but stopped himself before sliding out of bed with her following behind. "Did you have a good sleep?"

"Hm." Sakura moaned again, snaking her arms around his muscular neck and pulling him down to her height. "Thank you, Itachi." She smiled. "I really do appreciate what you did for me. You've been a huge help, really you have."

"Hn."

She danced around him gaily, waving her arms around as she spun circles around him. She didn't look like she just went through a huge break up or a traumatizing moment with her "boyfriend". In fact, she looked like a normal girl. Someone whose life was perfect and she was just living it up in Vegas for a change. It bothered Itachi a little, but not enough to get him worked up over it. It just had him wondering how she could get over something like that in just one day and a talk with both Konan and him.

"Sakura." He called, making her stop. She looked up then smiled before putting down the phone she grabbed.

"Yes."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

"Yes." She sighed before picking up the phone again. "I feel a whole lot better now that I've talked about it with you and Konan. I still hate what he did to me but that's the past and I can't do anything about it now. So can we please just drop the subject?"

He didn't answer. He just stared at her once again as she dialed up what he assumed was Konan's number with a concentrated look on her face.

Damn. He thought. His head cocked to the side as he stared at her, taking in her appearance and loving it especially when she only had his white button up on. What's wrong with me? Why do I care for her this much? She's just another girl…just she's…better?

"Okay, so we'll see you later than…okay bye, Konan."

"What were you talking to Konan about?"

"If you were listening then you wouldn't be asking." She teased. Surprisingly, Itachi smiled, letting one slide through the mask that he was sure only she could break. He didn't even care that she saw it. Hell, he didn't care that a stunned look strayed on her face a little too long when he did so. He just cared about her feelings towards him and his brother right about now.

"You could just tell me." he retorted.

"We were talking about going to First Friday together since Deidara and Sasori would have hated to miss it and we have nothing else planned for today." She responded mechanically, still dazed from the smile that once touched his face. "We weren't going to exclude you, don't worry."

"Whatever, Sakura." He pushed her aside playfully making her land on the bed beside them. She laughed as she plopped down into the thick covers kicking her legs up high and revealing her pink underwear between her thighs. Itachi eyed her down. A sly smile spread across the man's face as he fell upon her with feverish eyes filled with arousal. He felt his piece grow steadily with every inch he closed between them, with every intentional feel up of her body against his. But he kept his cool and stayed determined on the idea of not tearing her to shreds right then and there.

Sakura, on the other hand, wanted him. She wanted him bad and tried everything in her right mind to get him to get a clue. She kissed him, moaned loudly when he did nothing to cause it, rubbed against him, even played with the zipper of his pants a little, but still she got nothing, and even though she could feel his manhood growing irritably, she still never felt anything other than that subtle stroke it never went farther, and believe her, she wanted nothing more than to feel his body on top of hers, she wanted him to make love with her, to, excuse the French but, fuck her brains out to make her forget completely about the douche that she unmistakably loved once. She wanted nothing more than to feel him, pressing against her, forcing out all the previous feelings of anguish and resentment. She wanted that, and she would do anything to get it.

"Itachi." She sung, setting him on a higher edge than expected. He grunted in response, straining and trying his hardest not to jump her now. She gripped his hair, palming a good amount in her small hands before looking him in the eyes and slowly turning him on his back. Her hands slid up her shirt- or rather his shirt- and unbuttoned each button gradually till she was able to through the rest of the shirt off. She pressed her bare breasts against his bare chest, kissed his neck smoothly, then his chest and continued moving down till he reacted, giving in and flipping her back over before she went any farther, though in his heart he wanted nothing more than that. His kisses that once were sweet short and to the point were now long, wet and breathtaking. He moaned as he tugged at her underwear while she got rid of the jeans that were no longer needed.

Their breathing grew harsher, bodies sweatier, as they danced under the sheets together in an unearthly manner that only riled them on and on the more the sheets tangled around their naked bodies with the lights on.

"Neji, have you seen her yet?" Tenten asked her breathing hot and heavy as she ran up to him. He looked at her with tired eyes before shaking his head wordlessly answering her question much to her disappointment.

She stirred, rubbing her neck wearily as she looked around for her pink haired friend. Her hair was loose for once due to her laziness and impatience with it in the morning. Plus she didn't care. Her friend was missing and she needed to find her over all other things. And she couldn't help but blame that infamous Sasuke for ruining her the way she did.

"Ugh! When I get my hands on him I swear I'll-ˮ

"Tenten, please, no run-ins with the Uchiha." Neji calmly replied though she saw right through his mask. She always did. It was just a thing between the two of them, and she just knew that whenever he referred to someone by their surname that he was either annoyed with them, angered with them or just flat out hated them. She was hoping that it was the hated one.

"I know, I know." She complained. "But it just really irks me. I can't stand the way he treated her, and when everyone's trying their hardest to find her, he's still out there going amuck over that brother of his that could probably care less about what him! I mean, he's just that big of a jerk. Why did we even let him back in the group? No one liked him aside from Sakura, Naruto and Ino. He was and still is a novice to others around him, making him this conceited jerk with no mind for anyone else's problems but his." She stopped momentarily, breathing raggedly in attempts to control her anger as Neji stared at her with this distant passion in his eyes that mixed in perfectly with apprehension he felt towards her profound words.

"WHAT DID SHE EVEN SEE IN HIM?" She questioned loudly, startling her boyfriend and many others that just so happened to be in ear shot of her voice. "HE'S A COMPLEAT DOUCH! WHY WOULD ANYONE FALL FOR HIM? SCREW THE GOOD LOOKS I'VE OBVIOUSLY SEEN BETTER. UGH! SASUKE UCHIHA, THIS IS YOUR ENTIRE FAULT, YOU MAN WHORE!"

Neji stifled a laugh as the bystanders shot angered and confused looks her way, having only catching the last sentence she bellowed. It was because of that, the many ways she surprised him, that he fell in love with her, and though he felt slightly guilty for thinking about the many reasons he loved this insane chick while searching for a MIA friend, he still couldn't hold back the pounding in his heart, whether it be an aftershock form her sudden outburst or his heart beating uncontrollably when around her.

"What? You want some too? I can take you. Don't think that just because I'm small I can't kick your ass."

Neji sighed this time around, grabbing his girlfriends arm, abruptly pulling her away from the fight he was more than sure was about to break out while he cooed all sorts of reasons for why she shouldn't do such a thing: The number one being their need in finding the pink haired mistress that fled the arms of danger, namely Sasuke Uchiha.

Uchiha? Neji thought. I wonder if running to the other one was a good resolve to her situation.

Hinata found herself pressing her fingers together out of habit again as she sat on the bus wordlessly looking out the window in hopes that a certain pink haired girl would be seen. She rubbed her eyes resignedly for the ninth consecutive time seeing as she got little to no sleep from staying up all night for the girl that got away. Naruto, in all attempts to calm her down, wrapped a leisure arm around her shoulder, rubbing the side of her arm tenderly calming her nerves little by little with every stroke.

"Well find her." He assured her. Hinata simply looked at him, her lavender eyes searching his and her face showing no emotion for once, resembling the stoic ways of her older cousin Neji, before looking back out the window with more worry taking over the color of her eyes. Naruto had nothing else to say. He was wordless, thoughtless even as he sat there with nothing but black floating through his mind. Nothing but black, and that one picture of a stunned Sakura, cradled in Tenten's arms as they both stared at the person that had the audacity to cause such a scene-Sasuke Uchiha.

The bus came to a piercing stop and several people got up, ignoring the earsplitting sound that sung around them, and Hinata did the same. Her look was unfazed as she walked off with a concerned Naruto behind. Her lips were pressed into a thin line as she wavered back and forth through the crowd. He would have thought that she forgot how to open her mouth and speak if it wasn't for her occasional apology every time she happened to bump into someone else. But even so, Naruto still found himself on edge, knowing all too well that she, much like everyone else, wasn't too fond of Sasuke at this moment. He felt stuck between a rock and a hard place mainly because he didn't know whether or not he should back up his best friend or fend for his other friend, his old crush, his girlfriend's friend, Sakura.

"He was mad." He finally chirped regardless of Hinata's moody attitude. "You should know about Sasuke's ager issues. We've been with him long enough to understand. Plus he seriously hates his brother. I mean, he take it far beyond sibling rivalry to straight um enemy #1. Give him a chance to redeem himself; I'm sure he can change your perspective of him." Hinata said nothing. She just stared ahead ignoring all other sights, sounds and feelings and focusing on contacting only one, and for a while Naruto thought she ignored his speech, but then she spoke fluently and quickly without hesitation or a chance to breath. "He's had countless times to redeem himself, and yes I do understand that he has anger issues, so do the rest of us, but he in practically has an obsession with surpassing his brother and this time he took it too far by taking out his frustrations on Sakura when she was surly only trying to help ease his irritation. So no, sadly I'd have to disagree with you Naruto, I will not give him anymore chances when he's already had several."

Naruto stared at her. Seeing Hinata this worked up or even mad to begin with was indeed rare, but he couldn't help but feel slightly more attracted to her. A happy girl mad was a scary thing at times, but who's to say that it couldn't be beautiful as well, and Hinata was defiantly that. He didn't tell her though, because honestly, at this moment, he was afraid of her.

"I see." He warily replied, tucking one hand into his pocket as he thought about what she said. And as she intertwined her delicate fingers around his spare hand, and a small blush could still be seen on her pale cheeks, he found himself agreeing with the girl.

Nothing else was said between them. They just continued on in their search.

"Pick up the pace, slowpoke." Temari screamed.

Shikamaru simply waved her off before sitting down to rub his tired feet. They have been up since 5 o'clock that morning searching for Sakura with open eyes. Yesterday they searched from the moment she ran off to 1 the next morning, and though he knew why they were looking for her, and he knew why it was important to find her, he still found it useless to find someone that wanted to run away, and that obviously knew where she was going. "I'm sure she's fine." He moaned after racking through his brain, finding only that to say to the more than troublesome girl aside from troublesome. "Where ever she is, I'm sure she knows what she's doing. Sakura's dense but she's not stupid. She ran off with a place in mind, I know it. Now would you please calm down?"

Temari marched up to the lazy boy, wanting to grab him by the color, but knowing better than to do so because, though he doesn't look it, he's strong, stronger than her even. "Shikamaru, please." She whined, a thing she hardly ever does. "We need to get moving. I know Sakura's not dumb enough to just up and leave without a single idea of where she's going in mind, but it still wouldn't hurt to know where she is at least. I mean, she's our friend and her whereabouts are just as important to us as they are to her. There's nothing worse than being lost in an unknown city, especially Vegas. Shikamaru, anything can happen to her in this city. Anything!"

"I know." He replied with a slight hiss in his breath as he let down his foot. "But you do know of her strength, don't you? I assume you do, therefore, you should know that she can take care of herself. She's no regular foreign girl."

"I know she's strong, but she's still a girl and whether I want to admit it or not, men are and always will be physically stronger than women."

He chuckled. "Temari, you're overreacting. Stop being so pessimistic and look at the bright side for once."

"What bright side? There isn't one. Not anymore!"

"Temari-ˮ

"No, I refuse to delay my search, so if you want to sit around, looking like a bum and be as useless as you are now, then so be it, just know that I'm not going to stoop to your ways, Nara." And with that she left, her hands on her hips and her head held high even though it was clear that she wanted to cry from irritation more than disappointment.

Shikamaru sighed as he watched her. The rest of the crowd did too apparently, seeing as whispered secrets of a breakup were now being spread, but he ignored them, much like he did to anyone else aside from her. He just couldn't. No matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't ignore her, and it wasn't because of the fact that she was loud, if that was the case he wouldn't be able to ignore Ino and Tenten and Sakura, or because of the fact that she was so open, once again, Tenten and Ino were like that too, it was more because whatever she said or did, he was strangely drawn to it. So every time she got mad at him and walked off, anger seething off of her like water form a waterfall, he found the urge to follow her faster than he normally would have followed anyone else, he found himself wanting to keep the angry her because of how cute it was to him, and wanting to fix it in order to keep his free will on complementing her without it being awkward.

"Troublesome." He muttered as he finally caught up to her, linking his long fingers with hers, much to her surprise. "Don't go screaming then running off like that. Something could happen to you."

"That's exactly why we need to find Sakura. She did what I did just without the screaming and the boyfriend to stop her."

"Hai, hai, I understand already."

"Thanks Shikamaru."

"Hn."

"Thank you for your help, sir." Sai cooed with a smile as he walked off tiredly. His smile faded instantly once he got out. "No luck, Ino."

"Ugh." The blonde complained. "She's not answering her phone either. Where the hell could she be?"

Sai shrugged then instantly regretted doing so when a sharp pain surged through his neck and down his back, stopping only after it hit the soul of his right foot. A moan of displeasure managed through his mouth catching the blonde's attention.

"Sit." She motioned towards a nearby wall and he slowly obeyed. "Things just are not getting any better for us." She complained as she massaged the back of his neck, her thin fingers digging into the knot that formed that morning from the weird way that he lay holding a crying Ino last night. "I hope the others are having more luck with finding her than we are."

"Why don't you call them then?" Sai said, straining his head up to the best of his abilities in an attempt to see the girls face. "I'm sure they have time to answer the phone, besides, you said to call if any signs of Sakura were to be found. So they should answer."

Ino looked at him, a rather passive look overcame her face as she quickly took out her phone and dialed up anyone's number then walked off, not far, but still off. Sai sat there, his back bent lowly making him look smaller but longer as he rubbed his neck. It didn't feel as good as Ino's hands, but it had to do for now. He knew that what she was confronting was more important than his bad crick so he took it, the pain, as she paced back and forth in front of him speaking a rushed language he couldn't understand.

"Alright bye, Tennie."

"No luck?"

"None, and it's not just her, the others haven't even seen her. This is like the worlds hardest hide-and-go-seek game-ˮ

"And Sakura's winning."Sai finished.

"How the hell is it that hard to find a pink haired girl? You would think that one could spot her easily, but no one and I mean no one has seen her. Why?"

Sai shrugged again, wincing at the pain he temporarily forgot about. He reached up again, grabbing the sore spot as Ino pulled him on, her eyes searching ruthlessly through the packed crowds of Vegas. Sai just watched her, finding the way her body twisted uncontrollably attractive even in a situation like this, but it wasn't his fault, he was, after all, a guy, and though he hated the make stereotypes, he had to admit that whenever he found his girlfriend in a tight situation such as this one, he couldn't help but want to jump her. He didn't though, that was usually a one way ticket to a beat down when in public. Still it never stopped him from thinking it.

Sai smiled one more time as he was ushered into yet another hotel lobby. He replaced it quickly with his artificial smile as he approached the front desk. "Excuse me," he started. "Has a pink haired woman been in here?"

Sasuke walked angrily through the streets of Vegas once again looking for the source of his anger, Itachi, otherwise considered as his brother. He was the only thing that could cross his mind at the time. Since he saw them, Deidara and Sasori included, he's never had his mind so preoccupied before. He's never wanted to find and destroy someone that bad before.

When I get my hands on him, I'll show him what for. Damn you, Itachi. I'll have my revenge, I will. Just wait till I see you again. Wait till we meet face to face again, and I'll make sure that you'll never see the light of day again.

"Has an Itachi Uchiha been checked in to this hotel?" He asked, using a calmer face and tone compared to the one he used yesterday.

But the woman at the front desk just idly shook her head before signaling to the man behind him, wanting to solve much better issues. He sighed then walked off, knowing that there was nothing else to do here. The only thing he could do now, was move around and go find another hotel that might have his brother in there.

He looked around the crowded streets, seeing all types of faces, but not the one he was looking for. He saw pink, red, black, yellow more red and several pale faces that he never knew could get that pale, but not once did he see the long haired, dark eyed person he was looking for. He sighed again, racking through his brain as he pulled his hand through his hair, thinking about nothing aside from his brother.

I won't give up till I find him. No one is as important as him right now, no one!

Sasuke you jerk! Oh, and if you couldn't already tell, this Fanfic is coming to an end. Won't tell you when but yeah, it will…soon. So yeah, thanks to all of you peeps that took the time to actually have patience with me and wait for all of my updates.

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Aint No Sunshine- Bill Withers