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The pink maiden's arms were strewn across her soft squishy pillows as she stared at her ceiling fan spinning around. The mattress formed a barrier around her lean body, creating warmth and comfort. She didn't want to the comfort of her warm enclosure. For all she cared, she could lay there forever until she died.

But, the world isn't really fair.

Sighing, Sakura slowly lifted her suddenly heavy body and threw her legs off the mattress. She glances at her table clock. 6:30 am. She silently groans to herself. She has two more hours until she had to get ready to leave for her hospital shift. Her very long hospital shift.

Even though she has no life except for filling out patient's paperwork, she would rather do that than wake up to hear obnoxiously loud snoring next door.

Sakura groans loudly and flops her head back into her pillow. Her pink hair flies behind her in a messy pile. Blinking slowly, she wonders how her day is going to be.

These days, with Naruto and Sasuke around, she has barely anytime to herself. Every turn or step, one of those two would be in her way.

For example, yesterday she had to go to the bathroom. Intensely. Usually, she doesn't go during work, so basically she doesn't go all day. If it is possible, she thought her bladder was going to explode.

Anyway, Sakura rushes down her hallway, stumbling toward her bathroom. She reaches for the door handle, when Naruto slams her to the ground and runs inside yelling, "Damn spoiled milk!"

Laying on the hallway floor, Sasuke walks past her and raises his narrow eyebrow. He snickers, "It's your fault for having spoiled milk the fridge."

Sakura stares at her ceiling, remembering that event that almost cost her bladder. She shudders as she felt her stomach twitch.

Sighing once again, Sakura lifts herself from her comfortable fortress and trudges toward her desk. She opens her drawer, revealing Tsunade's scrolls. Switching on her desk light, she unseals the scrolls and unrolls it from the bindings. Remembering her stealth, she enhances her chakra to her ears, trying to listen for any signs of awakening for the two boys.

All she heard were obnoxiously loud z's from Naruto and a soft sigh from Sasuke.

Focusing her attention back onto the scroll, she reads Naruto and Sasuke's personal records again. Nothing out of the ordinary, except for their whacked up crazy lives.

She then unseals and unrolls the second scroll. It was a letter from Tsunade-sama.

Sakura,

I want you to be careful with those records. They're the real deal. Don't lose them.

I know it's going to be hard living with those to again. Try to forgive and forget. It could be for the best.

Back to the records…the elders were looking for them. I told them I don't know where it was, but I doubt they believed me. They'll ask you next, Sakura. Don't give them the right to be suspicious. Let them believe what they want, but as far as we're concerned, you don't know anything.

I want you to do some background research on them. Personally.

Yesterday, I told your subordinate nurse to tell you Sasuke and Naruto would be having their interrogations today. Hopefully, she listened to my orders.

You will be interrogating them today. Before you oppose, I want you to get specific information out of them. Something that will help them and you. You could get a lot from what they say, if they say anything at all.

Don't let them see it's you. They'll use that against you. I know you still have a slight soft spot for those two, but tonight, don't let it show. You will be as cold as ice, understood? We need this, even if it hurts you.

Good luck,

Tsunade

p.s. Burn this scroll when you're done.

Sakura closes the scroll quietly, absorbing all of what Tsunade-sama meant. Flashing quick hand-signs to make the fire seal, she lightly blows on it. Fire shot out of her mouth and delicately licked the sides of the paper. She watched the fire eat the scroll away.

She was going to interrogate her teammates tonight? And be as cold as ice? Oh, great.

Rolling her eyes at the very thought of her interrogating the idiots, she begins to think of what benefits she would get from them like Tsunade said. What could she possibly benefit from getting information out of those two?

It clicked in her mind. Of course, why didn't she think of it before? What do Sasuke and Naruto have in common with her? It was so obvious. The name was taboo in her mind…she couldn't even think of it without growling or sneering.

Uchiha Madara.

Fucking joy. The man that ruined everything for her. Destroyed her life. Annihilated it.

That dick took away her humanity, her only reason for living at that time. For what reason? Sakura still didn't know why, but she could care less. All she knows is that Uchiha Madara was the incarnation of the devil and that his destruction would bring peace to the world.

So…Tsunade wants Sakura to get information out of her teammates about Uchiha Madara. How could she refuse? It would lead her one step closer to his location, in which she means, his death.

Switching off her desk lamp, she walked toward her closet and grabbed her ANBU uniform. With a towel in her hand, she silently strolled down her hallway and to her bathroom.

She turned the knob of her shower, watching the water trickle out of her shower head. Steam began to build in the bathroom, but Sakura just stood there in thought.

She would do it, without any remorse or guilt. Her emerald eyes flashed with hatred and excitement as she realized that now, she could get her revenge. The reflection in the bathroom mirror was somebody she didn't recognize.

She would do it, for her family. She will avenge them, even if it kills her.

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"Hey Sasuke, where's Sakura-chan?" Naruto was laying down on the couch, glancing through a magazine. He looks at the small clock on the wall. 11:30 am. He hasn't seen Sakura since last night.

Sasuke looks up from his water glass to meet Naruto's cerulean eyes brim with worry. Rubbing the sides of the glass cup, he mumbles, "Don't worry, dobe. She's fine. Sakura is probably at work right now."

Naruto tosses the magazine to the side and grabs a seat next to Sasuke. Naruto raises his eyebrow and points the water cup. "You gonna drink that?"

Sasuke rolls his eyes and scoffs. The corner of his mouth curled slightly as he handed Naruto the water glass. Suddenly, Sasuke's attention flashes toward the window. Naruto sees Sasuke's tension and grabs a kunai from his leg pouch.

Both boys in the defensive position, Naruto calls, "Who's there? You're not our assigned ANBU; we memorized their chakra signatures this morning."

A gloved hand appears at the side of the window, pulling the heavy glass upwards to have some leg room. Shoving his body through the window, the ANBU shinobi throws his sword on the ground in a sign of surrender.

Naruto and Sasuke slightly drop their defensive positions as they saw the ANBU member throw his weapons to the ground.

Naruto looks at the amount of arsenal on the floor and then back at the ANBU. "Who are you?"

The ANBU member reaches for his mask slowly and peels it off his slightly damp face. "It's me, from last night?"

Naruto drops his kunai and sighs. "I remember you. You're," he paused and snickered, "Sakura-chan's childhood friend."

Sai smiles at Naruto and chuckles, "Yea, that's me. Sakura's best friend." His eyes burned into Naruto's. "Not that you aren't her best friend."

Naruto huffed, "Oh, I am. Don't worry about that, dattebayo."

Sasuke watches from the sideline as their conversation just repeated itself. Best friend this, hang out that…he could care less. His eyebrows furrowed as he noticed that he never dropped his kunai. His knuckles were white from gripping the hilt. Untangling his fingers from the hilt, he slides the kunai into his side bag.

Naruto and Sai's bickering went on and on until Sasuke says, "Enough! Both of you are her friends, satisfied?"

Sai smirks at Sasuke. "What if I said I was her lover?"

Sasuke's attention switches from his nails to Sai. His face started to get a little red and blotchy. His mouth juts forward in a smirk/frown as he imagines Sakura kissing Sai. Chills were noticeable on Sasuke's pale complexion. Noticing his sudden reaction, he looks away from Sai quickly. "Why would I care?"

"Oh, no reason. But, why are you blushing?"

"I'm not blushing! Don't be ridiculous."

"Then what is that red stuff on your face and neck? Don't tell me its blood, because I know what blood looks like, trust me."

Naruto's tan face gets really close to Sasuke's. He pokes Sasuke's high cheekbones and mutters, "He's right, teme. You are red."

"Shut up. I'm leaving." Sasuke strides elegantly toward the front door until he felt Sai's hand grab his arm. Glaring at Sai's hand, wishing it would burn or fall off, he asks, "What?"

"You have to come with me. Hokage's orders."

Snatching his arm back, Sasuke nods.

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Naruto and Sasuke were talking behind Sai, watching his every move. As far as they were concerned, Sai was bad news, for both Sakura and for them.

Naruto glared at Sai's back, wishing he could rip his spine out. Sai took the one thing that was important to him, Sakura. She was his family, his sister practically. With Sai in the picture, how were they ever going to re-kindle that relationship? Through Sai as a messenger? Sai would just be a nuisance, like a giant brick wall in the road who won't get out of the way.

Sai would direct all of her energy onto him, not to Naruto. Naruto wants to have a friendship with Sakura again, but with all her time on Sai, Naruto was out of the picture. And with what Sai said before, about being lovers with her, he scoffed. Sasuke looked at him questionably.

Naruto rolled his eyes at the very thought of Sai being lovers with Sakura. That thought would be horrible, the atrocity of nature. How could Sakura be lovers with Sai? Even dating him would be like visiting hell and back.

Sasuke watched as Naruto's face changes from pale, to red, to dark purple. Naruto looked like his was about to pounce onto Sai's back and run him off a cliff. He pokes Naruto's ribs, hoping to get his attention.

Failure. Naruto's frown jutted out of his tan, handsome face even more. His lips were moving, but Sasuke couldn't make it out into words.

Rolling his eyes, Sasuke focuses on the shinobi in front of him. Sai. What a stupid name. Whoever named him must've hated him.

That previous statement, about being Sakura's lover…that was horrible. How could Sakura even consider going out with him? She was out of his league.

Even though Sakura was an annoying brat, it wasn't like he didn't think of her as attractive. He has hormones; it's not like he doesn't have a pair.

Sakura was beautiful, in fact. Even an Uchiha could admit that. You could even say that Sakura was the incarnation of beauty.

Sasuke's definition of beauty and Sakura matched perfectly. He believed that to be beautiful, one has to be beautiful on the inside and out. Sakura was his match.

Sasuke's eyes widened at what he just thought. Sakura was his match? Scratch that out. She's just a teammate, not different than Naruto. If he ever considered having a…sexual…relationship with Sakura, it would be like having a relationship with Naruto.

Shudders rippled throughout his body. Ugh, gross.

Sasuke's coal eyes watched as Sai turned up the stairs and into the Hokage's room. Opening the door, he waved them inside. Before he could close the door, Sasuke saw a smirk on Sai's stupid face.

Then, all went black.

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Sasuke's POV

Where am I? Everything was groggy and fuzzy. I couldn't see out of my eyes very clearly. On instinct, I flashed my Sharingan on. I saw one mass of chakra leaning against the wall. It was a female, lean and tall.

My eyes focused themselves slowly. I turned to my right to see Naruto tied to a chair. He was still out of it.

Wait…tied?

I look down at my hands, which were tied behind the chair. My legs were strapped into the chair legs and my mouth was gagged with a single piece of cloth.

I heard mumbling and groaning. Naruto was starting to gain consciousness. He lifted his head to the light and moaned.

I also looked into the single light on the cement ceiling. It was like looking the sun for a whole hour. I was drugged, definitely.

With my eyes focused, I saw that the mass of chakra before was a female ANBU member. Her body was covered in a long dark cloak. Her face was covered with a clear lion mask. The markings and swirls were so exact and precise that it looked as if a lion was about to pop out of the mask itself.

Slowly, she sauntered toward us. Her cloak waved behind her, leaving a beautiful shadow. She grabs a chair from the corner of the room and sits between Naruto and I.

Not making eye-contact with us, she asks, "Can you understand me right now?"

I nod silently. Naruto does the same. He and I make eye-contact for a split second before returning our attention to the ANBU member.

In that split- second, we relayed telepathically what is happening. We could have been kidnapped by some rogue ninja who were hiding in the Hokage's office. But how could that be possible? The Hokage would kick their asses if she found them sneaking behind a couch in her office. God knows where she stashes her sake. It could be anywhere.

The only explanation would be the interrogation unit. They were always the dramatic type. Was it too much to ask for just a, "You are going to be interrogated now" rather than being kidnapped?

The ANBU member slides out of her chair and reaches onto a small table. On that table were syringes and other medical equipment.

Torture equipment.

I could practically hear Naruto's heart drop as he sees medical equipment lined up parallel on a blue towel.

The ANBU member picks up the scalpel and holds it up in the air. She examines it for a second, but places it back down on the table. She reaches for two shots, filling them both up with some kind of serum.

Flicking the needle point, I could practically feel her smirking from underneath her mask. In a soft yet dangerous voice, she questions, "Ready?"

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Normal POV

"Where is Uchiha Madara?" growled an ANBU interrogator. A defined lion mask shined due to the single lamp hanging over Sasuke's head. Strong hands grab his shirt collar and slightly shake it. Piercing green eyes stared at the young prodigy with curiosity and wonder.

Sasuke said nothing. He hangs his head down in defiance, deliberately refusing to meet the interrogator's eyes. The interrogator gets irritated and snarls in frustration. She turns around sharply and rubs her temples. Focusing her attention onto the other person in the room, she grins.

The other person was sitting next to Sasuke. He was in the same position, staring at the ANBU interrogator. His blonde hair was slightly scuffled and his mouth was set on a thin line. The ANBU member turns around and meets her eyes with his.

With a quick step, she asks, "Naruto, do you know where Uchiha Madara is?" Naruto doesn't look away from her sharp gaze and says nothing.

Her nose twitched with annoyance. Why won't these idiots say anything? If they really wanted to become members of this village again, wouldn't it be logical to give valuable information to prove their loyalty?

Crossing her arms across her chest, she sighs. Behind her was a small table with multiple needles and serums. Looking through a drawer of formulas, she grabs one from the very back. She swipes two shots from the top drawer and fills them with the potion.

"It would be easier to just answer my questions. I wouldn't have to drug you." She tapped the ends of the needles. Glancing at the two shinobi from the corner of her eye, she continued, "So, your choice. Would you rather have a truth serum injected into you to make you tell me, or would you rather just answer the simple question?"

Silence rang throughout the small concrete room.

The ANBU interrogator shook her head. "Ok, your choice." She turns around and injects both boys with the drug. Naruto flinched at the needle entering his lower arm while Sasuke just sits quietly as he watches the shot enter his arm.

Here we go again.