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Okay I know (tries to get angry mob to settle) I haven't updated in forever. But I'm not going to bore you with any excuses. (Mainly because I don't have any good ones.) But I do promise that I will update soon (and not six months soon, I mean with in the month-mainly because school is ending next month so everything is getting hectic. Then, there will be more regular updates)

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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. I don't own anything.

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Day 10

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Over the passed six days Sasuke and Sakura had cover much ground; walking, hitch-hiking, and sneaking rides. By avoiding major cities, they had managed to remain undetected. Sasuke had all suspicions that the search for the two of them was on. While he had not seen any of the people from his gang, that didn't mean they weren't looking for the both of them. Itachi would not let him get away that easily nor would he believe that he would have died in a car crash; especially with no bodies.

Sakura has been going crazy over the past week; having been playing a role as a man. It had been awkward at first; having to lower her voice, wear baggy clothes to hide her feminine body, walking differently, but the most awkward situations have had to do with going to the washroom. However, other then the few mishaps to do with Sakura's change in gender, nothing of any interest happened.

Currently they found themselves in Nipton, California. The blazing sun scorching at their bodies while they walk through the city and to the café. A local had been in Henderson and had picked them up on the road; taking pity on the two on this hot day. The same person had pointed them towards the café after dropping them off in the town. This was as far as the ride would take them though and they were told that they would have sore luck in finding someone headed west.

Walking into the café Sakura and Sasuke headed straight for the counter. Each of them ordered their respective Ham and Cheese Sandwich and Cheese Burger; along with two bottles of water.

They sat down at a table close to the doors that was in the shade; setting down their backpacks. Having been in the scorching heat since the morning, Sakura gulped down the water before scoffing down the sandwich. Sasuke watched for a moment in amusement at the rich girl's demeanour. If he didn't know any better he could have actually mistaken her for a guy.

Digging into his meal Sasuke was not surprised when soon Sakura excused herself to go to the washroom. After finishing up the last of his own sandwich, Sasuke walked calmly outside. Catching a white convertible out of the corner of his eye, he looked around for the owner. After a moment of searching and not finding anyone he strode towards the car.

The owner of the vehicle had to been from the safety of the small town as the keys to the vehicle were easily spotted on the floor in-between the front seats. Smirking at his luck, Sasuke hopped into the car. Quickly bringing up the keys, sliding it into the ignition and started the car in one smooth motion.

Sakura looked around the small café. Her face scrunching as she realized that Sasuke wasn't in the room. Moving outside she was able to quickly spot Sasuke coming towards her in the driver's seat of a white convertible.

Coming to a stop beside Sakura, Sasuke said, "Get in". Sakura rolled her eyes and started walking to the other side of the car. Opening the door, she got in, and buckled up. As Sasuke revved the engine Sakura heard some shouts behind her. A hard jerk sent the girl backwards in her seat.

"A white convertible. Couldn't you have stolen something a little least conspicuous?" The only answer from the boy next to her is a smirk and the engine revved once more.

They drove in silence, at the highest speed Sasuke could manage without suspicion, passed Wheaton Springs, Mountain Pass, and Halloran Springs.

The speed suddenly decreased as a sign came up 'Welcome to Baker'.

"We need to stop and get gas. You will stay in the car." His pause in speech allowed for Sakura to voice her irritation at being told to stay in the car. Predicting her reaction he beat her to the punch, "By now the police would have been alerted and notices gone out everywhere. We need to make this fast."

"Fine." Sakura crossed her arms and stuck out her lower lips to add dramatics to her decision. Smiling at him the next moment.

They pulled into the gas station, and as planned Sakura stays in the car, while Sasuke gets gas and pays inside. Soon enough Sasuke comes out again and starts up the car. Sakura notices that he looks a little worried.

Once they were out of the city Sakura finally voices the question that has been plaguing her. "What happened?"

"The police have already been through."

Sakura didn't need to ask what implications that brought on; she already knew. It means that, if someone recognizes them, it will get back to Itachi very soon that they are both still alive. That would mean trouble for them.

"So what are we going to do? Drive until someone comes after us? Newsflash but were not going to get that far with the police after us."

"We should still have a little time before they notice us. Were going to take a small detour and ditch the car in Barstow. From there were going to go to a motel where were both going to ditch our looks; might as well just have one group after us instead of two."

Dunn…. Manix…. Harvard….. Yermo and finally they were in Barstow.

The sky's orange hue signals that the end is coming to yet another long day. Sasuke pulls onto the side of a road, just off of the main street. They will have to walk the rest of the way. Taking their respective bags out of the car they start walking the couple of blocks to the nearest motel.

Their conversation is very light before they both settle for a comfortable silence between them.

The quaint little hotel shows promise to the two weary travellers. As the two walk in the smell of dust and sweets baking waft through their senses. A darkly stained wood counter serves as the check in desk.

The two stand there as an elderly lady comes to greet them. Her greyed hair sticks up in many different ways, her teeth are browned from age, and her attire is slightly dishevelled, but the woman's eyes make up for her appearance. Her eyes hold wisdom and experience from her life. She has a trusting gleam in her eyes.

Sakura looks around the greeting area as Sasuke, as usual, takes care of getting them a room for the night. The room has an elderly touch to it with antique everything, crocheted mats for the tables, potpourri, and flower patterns throughout the room. The room split off into two directions; one lead down a hallway to where the rooms are located and the other to a small office room. The room looked to be nice and tidy, but what Sakura took notice of was a small television; more specifically what was on the television.

The elderly lady was watching a broadcast of the car theft this afternoon. A warning had been broadcasted for two males who had stolen a white convertible in Nipton. They stated that they two thieves were thought to have headed down highway 15 and could be any of the cities connected to it.

The next thing the television showed caused Sakura's heart to stop. They showed the surveillance pictures and said that if anyone say two people that looked like the pictures that they were to call the toll free number. The pictures showed Sasuke and Sakura's picture as clear as crystal.

Sakura became sure that the old lady knew who they were; she had been watching the news after all. She tried not to show any shock on her face. Waiting instead for when Sasuke would finish getting the room.

She didn't have long to wait as Sasuke thanked the woman and lead the way down the hall; to their room for the night.

"They have pictures of us on the news. The old lady was watching it. She knows who we are Sasuke. We have to leave."

Sasuke quickly brought his eye to the peep hole in the door and viewed the elderly woman looking back suspiciously at the door. "Damn".

Sasuke looked back at Sakura. He looked her over once and looked pensive. "Take it all off." He knew the look on Sakura's face meant he would be in trouble if he didn't explain himself immediately. "We need to lose the police. They have pictures of us and you can bet that everyone in this town will be alerted that we were spotted here. We need to change and be out of here in less then three minutes. You can change in the bathroom. Go!"

Sasuke starts stripping where he stands. He throws off his wig and takes out his contacts, throwing out the contacts and stuffing his wig inside his backpack. Sakura snapped out of the daze she had fallen into once Sasuke had his shirt off and was starting to undo his belt. Her eyes widen before she runs into the bathroom with her bag.

She makes short work of her wig and clothes. She grabs the first woman's clothes she can find from her bag and throws them on. Looking in the mirror Sakura loses her focus on what she is doing.

Sakura looks a complete mess; her hair is greasy and all over the place, she isn't wearing make up and her skin is oily, and her clothes are wrinkly from being stuffed in a bag for days.

A couple of short knocks on the door shock her out of her examination and make her jump.

"Sakura we have to go. The police are here." When she opens the door Sasuke grabs her hand and pulls her to the now open window. He goes through first quickly then turns to help Sakura out. She grabs his hand to help her once she gets her foot up on the window sill.

Sakura braces herself for a run that doesn't come. Sasuke calmly shuts the window before taking her hand. She blushes and complies when she feels him slight tug on her hand. The raven haired male pulls her casually towards the next motel; across the street and down a few buildings.

She looks back a couple times; watching as the police storm the building and look frustrated as they come up with nothing.

Sasuke continues on his way into the motel with the girl in hand as if he is oblivious to everything around him.

"Welcome." The young man greets the couple; glancing at Sasuke before moving his vision to eyeball Sakura. He stares a little too long for Sasuke to bare. Sasuke move in front of Sakura to block the man's view. His glare telling the male to back off.

"A room with two doubles please."

The young man clicked on the computer for a couple of moments before frowning slightly. "I'm sorry Sir but we only have a room with a single double and a single queen left. We have been very busy these last couple of days."

"We'll take the single queen room then."

"Very well sir and I'm sorry for any inconvenience."

Sasuke responds with his trademark "Hn." and then finishes checking Sakura and himself into the motel.

"Enjoy your stay." He looks Sakura up and down, "And if there's anything, anything at all I can do for you don't hesitate to ask. I'm off at eleven tonight."

Sasuke glares daggers at the young man before possessively wrapping an arm around her waist; tugging her away from the male and too their room.

Sakura blushes at his actions. 'Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god. Squeals. I can't believe this. His arms' around me and, dare I say, he is jealous of the clerk. No, no can't be. Then why does he have his arm around me? If it was just an act he would have dropped it once we got around the corner. Maybe he's just caught up in the moment. Nah, it's Sasuke; everything he does is carefully calculated. Oh well. I'll enjoy it while it lasts. It's not like there's ever going to be anything between us.' The girl turned to look up at the man still holding her by her waist. 'I don't think I will ever figure him out.'

Sasuke snaps out of his reveries when the one he's holding looks up at him. He looks down at her. Their eyes locking for a moment. Sasuke looks deep into her eyes; her longing clearly showing. He turns his head, cutting of his gaze. Loosening, but not letting go of his grip on her waist, Sasuke continues to lead her to the very end of the hall; to their room. He swipes the card and lets her in first, finally taking his arm away completely.

Sakura saunters to the washroom, closing the door behind her all the while not acknowledging Sasuke. Her face enflamed with embarrassment.

Sasuke walks over to the television, turning it on before he sits down on the bed. He hears the shower turn on in the bathroom. 'Figures.'

Trying to save money, Sasuke and Sakura had not slept in a motel for three days.

Sasuke flips the channel to the local news. An updated version of the same broadcast from earlier was airing. Now it stated that they had been spotted in the city and had escaped from the motel. It also shows the same pictures of the two males and gives their descriptions.

After an hour Sakura finally exits the washroom. Her hair is towel wrapped and she is wearing a tank top and pyjama pants. She sits down next to a now laying down Sasuke.

"I'm glad this is a motel or else all the hot water would be gone." He smirks.

Sakura slaps him with a pillow. She starts to giggle but it is replaced with a small cry as she gets tackled from the side; getting trapped between a hard body and the soft bed. Within a short moment her sides get attacked by pressing, tickling strokes and pokes.

Sasuke is relentless in his tickling; making her sides hurt and tears roll down her face. She squirms and squirms from his torcher.

Sasuke's amusement is soon taken over by a new feeling developing in his lower regions from all her movements. The heat moving to both his lower regions and his face make him jump away from Sakura as if he has just been burned.

Trying to avoid an awkward moment with Sakura he gathers his bathroom supplies and his pyjama pants and goes into the washroom.

Sakura watches confused at his sudden department. She had been enjoying the moment; finally having been able to get the male to relax around her. She sighs while looking at the closed door. 'He has more mood swings then a teenage girl.'

She picks up the towel that had fallen on her bed and puts it on the night table. Sakura then delves into her bag and grabs her hairbrush. Setting straight away to combing through all the tangles in her bubble gum pink locks. It doesn't take long because of her use of conditioner and her shorter length.

Sakura pulls the blankets back, getting the remote and then crawls to the center of the bed; laying her head down on the pillow. Pulling the covers back over her she starts flipping channels one by one trying to find something to watch. Sighing in defeat she settles for an old movie. She doesn't watch long before she falls to sleep where she is.

Sasuke leaves the bathroom while rubbing a towel through his hair. Taking it away he sets it on the counter; his hair is left twisted and sticking in all directions. He turns his gaze to the sleeping angel on the bed. Walking over he takes the remote out of her hand and turns the television off. He goes to the lights and shuts them off.

Making a quick decision he goes to the bed and crawls beneath the covers. Turning his back to Sakura he swiftly falls asleep; aware that he will have to deal with the consequences and an angry or embarrassed Sakura in the morning.