I AM NOT YET DEAD, I CAN DANCE AND I CAN SING. I AM NOT YET DEAD, I CAN DO THE HIGHLAND KLING. I AM NOT YET DEAD, NO NEED TO GO TO BED. NO NEED TO CALL THE DOCTOR 'CUZ I'M NOT YET DEAD! (song/lyrics property of Spamalot, one of the funniest musicals on the planet.) Alright, but seriously, I'm not dead. I was in a play and then I've just been catching up. Unfortunately, my year won' t be winding down for a couple of weeks and my school year won't end for another week or two at the end. I am trying to get this written with any spare time I can scrounge up, but I don't quite know how to organize my ideas for Red Blood, Black Rose so it could take a bit. Please stay with me, I am determined to finish this story. And as proof! here is a scrap of what I have so far!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Keo and Salina are mine.

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Sakura sat one the bed in the room she always changed in for work. She swung her legs quietly, examining the dress she was wearing. Why was she wearing a fancy dress? She really didn't know.

She had been setting up some kind of decorations in the ballroom of the Uchiha Mansion when Mikoto had come in and rushed her up here. Mikoto hastily told Sakura to get changed, keep the windows locked, and stay in the room. Before the pink haired teenager could ask what was going on, Mikoto nudged her into the bedroom and shut the door. Sakura turned and saw a plastic bag over what she expected was the dress along with hair products and makeup strewn along the dresser. Deciding she would find out what was going on sooner or later, Sakura went to the dresser and started working on her hair.

So there she sat, bored out of her mind and still as clueless as ever. The cherry blossom glanced out the window. It was dusk. Salina had told her that Sasuke would be back that afternoon and still nothing. Sakura knew it was ridiculous for her to be worried, but she was anxious to see him again.

Out of nowhere, Sakura felt another presence in the room. It was familiar, but she couldn't quite place it.

"Sakura."

The pink haired girl gasped and whipped around.

"Sasuke?!"

Normal POV:

Sakura was gaping at the young boy in complete shock. Sasuke merely lifted an eyebrow and inquired, "Who were you expecting?"

The cherry blossom got a hold of herself and shrugged. "No one, I just heard that you were out hunting. But if that were true, then what are you doing here?"

Sasuke smirked in amusement, "I live here."

Sakura frowned at him in irritation. "That's not what I meant. What are you doing in this room?"

"I couldn't let you sit here alone all night," He replied simply, "Now come on, we're already late."

Sakura was about to persist in her interrogation, but Sasuke was already at the door, looking at her over his shoulder expectantly. Silently, Sakura walked up to him and slowly took the arm he offered her.

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