If her parents saw her, no, if her dad saw her.. hell would break loose. Good thing her parents were on a date, like she had encouraged them to do a few weeks after the whole fiasco at the hospital. They had yet to have a conversation about the whole ordeal, Minato hadn't been able to deal with anything at this time with everything else going on. He was very aware of what had happened and wanted to have the conversation, but he wanted to do it when he could give them his undivided attention. Tsunade, on the other hand, had been keeping a very close eye on both parties in case the aftermath decided to come catching up to them.

She sighed heavily. How in the hell had she allowed Ino to talk her into this was beyond her. "Come on forehead, hurry up. The guys are waiting!" Ino called from the bathroom.

Sakura grumbled something under her breath as she adjusted her dress. Her rather short dress. Sakura was not someone who went out much. She didn't drink much. She didn't go to clubs. She didn't dance. She didn't do this. Another sigh came as she continued to fidget with them hem of her dress. It was a classic black dress, a halter at the top with a rather dangerously low cut v-neck and a short hem. The dress clung to her like a second skin, highlighting her curves, the ones still in development. She was 13 going on 15, maybe.

She wore strapped heals, her short hair in curls framing her made up face, thanks to Ino's insistence. Smokey eyes stared back at her, it made her eyes look smoldering. To say she looked sexy was an understatement, which made her feel uncomfortable.

The only reason she even agreed (aside from Ino's continuous whining) was because both sets of her teams were going. Even the Uchiha. Especially the Uchiha. Itachi was being pulled along by Shisui and Sasuke only agreed because of Naruto. Neji was being pulled on by Ten-ten and Shikamaru was being pulled on by Ino as she was.

"Damn, Forehead.. knock em' dead why don't you." Ino mused. Ino was nothing short of breath taking herself. She wore a deep purple dress, which hugged her rather nicely. Her hair was in spirals as well, but swept up. She was 13 going on 24. Ino had rather nice curves and was already well endowed. "Aren't we dressed rather provocative for 13 year olds?"

"We are kunoichi. In our world, 13 equals 25 at least. If we are old enough for seduction missions, we are old enough to party, drink and look sexy." Ino shot back, fixing up her flawlessly done make up. "Now come on. I know Shikamaru is probably driving every one crazy with his constant moaning and groaning about having to be out."

Sakura smiled at this and nodded. "Fine. Fine."

*.*.*.

The bar was already packed with shinobi when they got there. Very scantily clad shinobi. When they entered, an echo of cheers came from the aforementioned boys waiting for them at the bar. Ino dragged Sakura through the crowd to get beside their beloved teammates. As promised, Shikamaru looked dejected, almost as much as Neji and Sasuke did. A warm arm wrapped around Sakura's shoulders, "So glad you could make it, Sakura-chan!" Naruto cheered, causing the rosette to smile brightly, "I didn't particularly have a choice." She shrugged.

She sat beside a rather bored looking Sasuke (who was cradling a drink). He dipped his head in greeting. His eyes swept over her appearance and his eyebrow rose a few inches. Sakura blushed lightly, "Ino." Was her only answer.

"You know, if my brother were a lesser man, he would probably break everyone's neck in here who dare look you over. And he would claim you right on this counter. If he were a lesser man." Sasuke mused, which caused the rosette to glare at him.

"And since he is not, what do you think he'll do then?" Sakura mused dryly.

"Probably slit all their throats and throw you over his shoulder, lock you up in the house and throw away the key." Sasuke shrugged. Sakura rolled her eyes and ordered a drink of her own.

"I thought you said your brother wasn't a lesser man." Sakura muttered.

"Mhm, hence why he is much more stealthy in his actions." Sasuke shot back.

Sakura shook her head and before she could respond, a warm arm wrapped around her shoulders once more, "Sakura-chan, come dance with me!" Naruto shouted above the music, as if he even needed a reason to shout. Sakura glanced over at Sasuke, a pleading look in her eyes. He smirked and waved her goodbye, her glare hot on him as she was yanked from her chair. Before Naruto was able to get too far, Sakura took two of Ino's shots as she was hauled away. Sasuke knew he was poking the bear by allowing their obnoxious friend to play with fire, but he wanted to see it anyway. He knew exactly how Itachi would react whenever he got there. This would be too good to pass up.

The alcohol hit her system fairly fast, mostly because she hadn't eaten much that day - well, nothing at all, now that she thought about it. While she could simply burn it out of her system, she decided to take Ino's advice and just let loose. She was 13 going on 40, constantly busy. She barely had a social life outside of work, training, missions, and now Itachi. She still tried to make time to hangout with both her teams, her parents, and her girls - but she always spread herself too thin.. so why not?

She deserved to act her age every once in a while. Ino joined them on the dance floor, a flushed looking Shikamaru behind her. The blonde handed Sakura and Naruto two more shots each, which both took with smiles. All four of them took their shots and kept dancing. It was nice to see Shikamaru let go, which made her feel better about letting go. Some how, Naruto and Ino began dancing while Shikamaru danced with Sakura, his hands on her hips and her back pressed against his body.

They were all lost in the music. For the night, they weren't teammates, they weren't shinobi, they weren't killers or protectors. They were teenagers having fun. They were bodies lost in the rhythm that filled the air and the burning of alcohol that spilled through their systems. Sakura's head lulled back onto Shikamaru's shoulder as their hips swayed together and as the beat took them far away.

Somewhere, in her brain, she was registering what was going on. But neither of them cared, then again, neither of them were taking it as more than it was. Yes, if Shikamaru were a lesser man, and if Sakura wasn't taken - he would probably be making a move right now. He couldn't deny the attraction he felt towards her from the day they met, which only grew as they became a team. He knew for a fact Neji had the same uncomfortable feeling which they came to just accept. It was hard not to like the girl with a heart shaped face, rose colored hair and depthless emerald eyes. The girl who could take life just as fast as she could give it, who's fists were deadly but who's hands were warm.

She had such a big heart and such a powerful ambition. He realized, a while ago, that yes both he and Neji felt this, but they also loved her in a way that wasn't lust. They loved her for the mother hen she could be. While she didn't verbally say anything for the most part, her actions always spoke volumes. She would look each one of them over with her critical and calculating eyes. She would make sure they all ate and rested well, make sure they took it easy when needed and pushed themselves when she knew they could.

If anyone believed in them, any of them, it was Haruno Sakura. She was the glue that kept them together, both of her teams. It was clear the love Shisui shared as well, but it was obvious he loved her in a familial way as they did - well, as they had to force themselves to. Some part of him was jealous of the Uchiha even though he knew they were pretty much perfect for each other. In all honesty, he probably couldn't pick a more deserving person for her.

Uchiha Itachi was someone who would give his very life for the village, who would slit his own throat with no hesitation if it meant peace amongst them. He was selfless, regardless of the cold mask of indifference he held to the world. While the two were private with their affections, it was clear as day how he treated her. He didn't treat her like a porcelain doll, no, he had way too much respect for her to do that. He treated her like his equal, like his partner, like his other half. He gave as much as he took, if not more. The look in his eyes when she wasn't watching, when the Uchiha thought no one would notice, was enough to make whatever he himself felt for the rosette hail in comparison.

But he didn't want to think about him. Shikamaru didn't want to think about what feelings he had or what could have been. He didn't want to think at all. All he wanted was to be lost in the moment with his two important female friends, his two female teammates. The two women he would trust his life with any day of the week, and the Uzumaki who was so caught up in dancing with Ino it was rather interesting to watch. Usually the two blonde's went at each other's throats, but it seemed maybe alcohol subdued them and made them bond. Maybe having to share their teammates made them bond as well, whatever the reason, he had to admit it was nice.

What none of them noticed, due to their alcohol induced haze, was a pair of crimson eyes staring right at them. "They're teenagers. We both know nothing is going on between them." Shisui shrugged. "I mean, he and Hyuuga may have had some feelings for her at first, maybe even still, but they care for her in more of a familial way now. Just as I do. She's like my little sister." Itachi narrowed his eyes at his elder cousin. "I'm not making this any better, am I?" He asked. He was met with silence. "Well then, shots are calling my name. You have fun with that. Just don't forget, we have a mission in a couple of days, don't do anything Sakura can't heal." With that, Shisui shot towards the bar.

Itachi watched a little longer, internally debating on what he should do. Should he go over and get in between? Should he just leave? His eyes drank in the sight of her. Her hair was stuck against her face due to the sweat on her skin. Her body was clad in a rather sinfully sexy dress and she wore heels that just made her long legs endless. She was the epitome of everything he wanted and his blood boiled as he watched another man's hands on her hips.

This wasn't something he was used to feeling. Uchiha Itachi did not do jealousy. He knew that Shisui was right. He trusted Sakura more than he trusted himself - she would never do anything to hurt him or their relationship. He also knew both the Nara and Hyuuga, as his cousin mentioned, had feelings for the Haruno, but shoved it down and allowed their attraction to become platonic and familial. They respected Itachi and especially Sakura too much to do so otherwise.

But still, he didn't like the scene before him. Growling beneath his breath, he followed after his cousin's example and went to the bar. He was going to need to loosen up himself if he was going to deal with this whole thing.

Shisui had just ordered two shots for himself and another two shots for Sasuke when Itachi showed up. Before either Uchiha could say anything, Itachi took all four shots back to back, earning his brother and cousin to openly gawk at him. "Seriously?! I haven't even had anything to drink yet!" Shisui cried when he got over his initial shock. Itachi turned his coal colored eyes to his cousin, "Then order some more." He answered simply, earning a smirk from Sasuke. Shisui shot both of them a look before ordering two more drinks. From the corner of his eye, Shisui could see Kakashi, Obito, Rin and a few other Jounin entering the bar. This would be great, he thought sarcastically .

Itachi took off his over shirt, leaving him in his netted under shirt that hung over a black tank top. His hair was still pulled into its signature pony tail as his eyes darkened into a stormy darkness. Amusement lit in both Uchiha's eyes as they watched the usually stoic Itachi slowly loosen up. After taking a few more shots, Itachi smirked and made his way through the crowded dance floor.

A familiar shock of silver hair appeared next to the two males, "Was that.."

"Yep." Sasuke answered.

"And is that.."

"Yep." Shisui answered next.

"Well, shit." Kakashi mused, earning a chuckle from Obito and Rin who sat beside them.

Sakura was so engrossed in the music and the floating going on in her head that she didn't even notice another hot body coming in contact with her. A strong arm snaked around her waist and pulled her from where she had been, Nara smirked and shook his head and went to find himself some water. At least he got the hint.

Sakura kept dancing and it took all of Itachi's strength not to kiss her senseless right there and then, to claim her with everyone around them. Instead he took Nara's place, his hands on her hips and her back pressed hard against his body. A soft whimper came from her lips, he knew she was aware of exactly who was behind her and a fire grew in his stomach from the whimper he had solicited from her. He wanted to hear more of it. Before he could even comprehend what he was doing, he pushed her hair to the side and licked her neck, biting it softly as he brought her painfully close to his body. He was awarded another soft moan. He was a masochistic, really. Why on earth would he punish himself in such a way? He knew they wouldn't go too far. Their relationship was still so fresh and she was still young.

But kami, did he want her body. He wanted her to submit to him. This strong woman who could make mountains crumble, he wanted beneath him in all her subdued glory. Kami, he was going to need an ice bath, fuck a cold shower. "This dress is too short.." his voice was husky, "And it dips too low.." He was restraining himself with every bit of strength he had.

"Mhm, all the better to touch me, my dear." She answered back. She was going to be the death of him. A fucking kunai to the heart would be more welcomed than the torture he was putting himself through right now. "Don't ask for something we can't have.."

"You're the only one saying that." Sakura answered softly, her words lost amongst the crowd of bodies, but he had heard them as though she had just spoken through a loud speaker. Heat pumped through his body and his veins. He wanted nothing more than to take her, but he wanted. No, he needed to wait. At least until she was 15. When they weren't drunk off the heat of the dance floor and the alluring pull of alcohol. She deserved more than a late night fuck that smelled of booze and bad decisions. She deserved everything he could give her. She deserved better than this.

"I thought I told you to stop that." She smirked, she knew he was over thinking. She knew she was pitching more than he could catch, more than he was willing himself to. He was the king of self control, of restraint and respect. She knew he probably wanted to rip her clothing off right then and there, but he wouldn't because he respected her and wanted her first time to be more than a random, heat of the moment decision that could be blamed on alcohol, loud music, and dim lights.

Itachi bent down and covered her mouth with his own. He didn't give a shit who was around, he wanted to kiss her and taste whatever he could. He could still taste whatever she had to drink, her mouth was hot and there was a bitter taste left over from whatever she had and a sweet tang from her latest drink. Her lips were a little dry from the heat, but kami did it feel like heaven. Each time they kissed it was like fire engulfed him and a hot, white blindness shot behind his eyelids and he had much to suspect the same happened for her.

Her body was pressed firmly against his own as they kissed, his hands firm on her hips, he was sure he would leave a bruise if he didn't calm down, but he didn't know if he could stop himself right now. His control was slowly slipping. She moaned as the coiling heat pooling in her stomach and lower down. She moaned softly at the feeling of his hands tight on her hips, it made her feel bold knowing he was losing control.

She kissed him deeper, harder, her body pressing against his harder. A soft moan came from his lips as well. Kami, this had to stop before he ripped the damn material off her body and left it for rags on the floor.

A hand found Itachi's shoulder and pulled him away from the rosette. Whoever had the gulls to separate them must've had a death wish because the killing intent from both of them came in waves. Naruto looked sheepish and rubbed the back of his head, "Ah, you guys are going to give everyone in here a heart attack." He laughed. Glancing around, he noticed several people staring at them, some of them with bloody noses. Sakura was too high on what had been happening to really even care. "Maybe you should take her home.." Naruto suggested.

Itachi looked over to the woman beside him and admitted the Uzumaki was right, Sakura looked as though she could fall asleep standing up. Itachi nodded and slipped the girl into his arms before heading out into the darkness of night.

Shisui smirked, "Five bucks, the both of you." Kakashi and Sasuke groaned, forking over said money.

"You know, had Naruto not intervened, I'm pretty sure they would have had sex right there." Sasuke pointed out, earning Kakashi to cough up his drink.

"That's pretty messed up you guys would make that kind of bet." Laughed Obito.

"When those two are the king and queen of self discipline and have so much sexual tension that it gives the rest of us nosebleeds, you'd make the same damn bet in a heart beat." Shisui groaned, Sasuke nodding in agreement beside him. "I just wish they'd fuck already, Itachi has been more high-strung than he usually is. Which says a lot."

Again, this caused Kakashi to choke on his drink, "You know, she is still a former student of mine and is only 13, this is a rather odd conversation to have."

"Says the pervert who just made a bet that Itachi would practically go psycho on Nara." Shot back Rin. Kakashi rolled his eyes and ordered another drink, "Betting he'd beat someone's ass and that he'd get some ass are two totally different things. Again, Sakura is only 13. We all know Itachi has more class than that, as does Sakura."

"Weren't you 13 when you first had sex?" Rin pointed out, earning a blush to creep up the back of Hatake's neck.

"This isn't about me." Kakashi deflected.

"Hypocrite." Rin growled, "That girl is old enough to go on seduction missions. I would rather lose my virginity to someone I love and loves me than to someone I'm being paid to kill or get information from. The village doesn't care about our ages or our bodies, just what advantage we can take of them. I hope she does have sex with him, then maybe she won't regret becoming a shinobi when she opens her legs for the first time to give herself to someone who matters." Rin got up and stormed out, leaving her comrades all in shock.

Ino sighed, "She's right you know. We're only 13.. but the world doesn't care our age." She rubbed her neck, "If we are lucky enough to share such things with someone we actually care for, then does it really matter our age?" With that, Ino pulled Shikamaru with her out of the bar.

Of course everyone knew Minato tried his damnest to leave anyone under the age of 17 out of seduction missions, but sometimes missions called for someone younger - especially when it came to higher ranked missions. Especially when it came to Jounin leveled missions. Especially when it came to ANBU missions, which Sakura had started showing interest in. There were a lot of sick bastards out there that would love to think they were taking advantage of a young, unsuspecting, weak girl.

They also all knew Sakura would do whatever her Hokage asked, even if it meant giving her body. It tore at their hearts knowing it and it made all too much sense why Kakashi tried to hide her from the elders. This was no life anyone could ask for when it came to such young shinobi, but it was the path they chose and they knew what they were signing up for.

With that somber thought, the older Jounin sat about and drank as all the younger shinobi slowly trickled out of the bar and into the cold night.

*.*.*.*.*

The cold air wrapped around them, and Itachi was thankful for it. It gave him time to let the liquor melt away and clear his head. He looked down at the rosette in his arms and smiled. She was looking right at him and softly touched his face. "You don't have to be afraid." She said softly, her emerald eyes searing into his soul. He was so weak for her and it didn't bother him one bit.

"I'm not afraid, I just don't want you to do anything you'd regret. We have just begun a relationship, you're still young.. if you change your mind.. if.."

"Stop living on 'if'. We are shinobi, we don't get that luxury." Sakura poked at his chest, he had to keep himself from wincing at the poke. That was going to leave a bruise, she really did not know her own strength. Or maybe she did and it was intentional. "I want to be with you, when have you known me to do something I didn't want to. Yes, I give in and make compromises, but I don't do it if I didn't want to. I want you, Itachi. I want this. You have got to stop thinking that will change. You are not the monster you're so afraid of being. You are the farthest thing from it, in fact."

She struggled from his hold and he had no choice but to let her down. "Yes, I know this is new. In more ways than one for the both of us. Neither of us have really had a relationship. Neither of us have felt more than platonic feelings for anyone. Neither of us have been intimate in a way that was out of something other than duty. But none of that matters, not if we don't let it.

"We are us. We don't need to follow the rules of dating 101. I may be 13 and you maybe 17. But we are shinobi. We can die any day. What better way to live our lives than to do as much for ourselves that we do for others. It doesn't make us selfish. It makes us human. We tend to forget that once those masks and gear slip on."

How was she so damned smart? So sure? How was she this shinning light that unconsciously gave others the will and strength to shine just as bright. Haruno Sakura was an enigma and he didn't care to figure her out. She was amazing as she was, and he was lucky to have her. "You're right." Itachi murmured, taking her mouth with his. He lifted her and wrapped her legs around his hips and they disappeared from the night and into his bedroom.

They kissed hard and deeply, his hand in her hair and on her hips, digging into her soft flesh. A moan came from her lips and was swallowed by Itachi, her hands in his hair, almost painfully tugging at it. She pulled away and kissed his jaw line, only to lick and suck at his neck, bitting as she moved along. Itachi groaned and bucked his hips to meet Sakura's, causing another sweet moan from the rosette.

His eyes were shut so he didn't see it. Not at first. But slowly, it became obvious. It burned through the darkness behind his eyelids. His eyes snapped open and they widened immediately. She was unaware of her own body. Wisps of pink came from the girl. Her body was humming with energy and it made his hum too. Slowly he pulled her away, a soft whimper of displeasure coming from her lips. "Sakura.." He wasn't sure exactly what to say.

"'Tachi.." she began to whine, but then her eyes open, green replaced with soft pink - the same color as her hair. Around them, the pink swirled, lighting up the room with its soft hue. It slid along his arm, it was warm and calming. Sweet, almost, and he was confused as to why he didn't mind. Sakura looked at him with confusion clear on her face.

A knock on the door proved that they weren't the only one's seeing or feeling this. Another knock, which was interrupted by the door sliding open and a rather awkward pause. Sakura was still being held up by Itachi, her legs around his hips. Her dress was hiked up her thighs and both of them looked rather disheveled. "I'm going to ignore the fact that you two are in the middle of almost have intercourse while there is a house of people.. what I cannot ignore is that chakra. What in the hell is that?" Asked Fugaku.

Sakura blushed deeply as Itachi helped her on to her feet. As she did so, the pink slowly started to recede. "I think it's time to see the Hokage." Itachi murmured, earning a nod from the blushing rosette.

*.*.*.*

"Red, that's what color Sasuke said he saw in the forest. Silver or white was at the exams. Orange was when you brought your father back and now pink when you're uh.." Minato looked away and coughed into his hand, "Please."

"Jesus, when she's horny, Minato. Don't be a pansy." Tsunade sighed deeply. Minato's face turned bright red and he just wanted the world to swallow him whole.

'Welcome to my world.' Sakura thought, her own face a rather deep shade of red.

"Hai. Hai. At any rate, it seems as though your chakra changes with your emotions. It seems to mostly be extreme emotions. Red, in the heat of battle. Silver/white when you were calming down a beast - maybe sympathy or something? Orange when you felt loss, maybe something along those lines. And now pink, for maybe anything related to romantic feelings? Love is a rather strong emotion. Loss and the pain are rather difficult. The feeling of watching those you love be betrayed, the feeling of you yourself being betrayed.. and the feeling to protect those you love.. all very strong feelings." Minato observed.

Mebuki listened intently, Kizashi beside her with Sakura in the middle. Itachi stood beside Shisui and Kakashi. "Seems plausible." Kizashi finally spoke. "I'm not a Haruno by birth right, as I'm sure you were all informed." Kizashi looked at his daughter and wife, "But my father in law, Kami bless his soul, said that the original creator was a warm soul. She was believed to be as angry as she was loving. Maybe this isn't necessarily the way she originally showed this, but Sakura has always been an open book if you knew her..

This just seems..."

The words were blurred to both Sakura and Itachi. Love is a rather strong emotion. The words echoed in their minds, and they couldn't meet each other's eyes. When could that have happened? It wasn't outlandish, it they were honest with themselves. They spent massive amounts of time together even before they became a team. Even before he helped train her for the exams. It could have happened at any time. Yes, lust could sometimes be just as strong as love, they guessed... but nothing like love. Nothing as powerful. Sakura and Itachi remained silent, whatever we being discussed was above their heads.

The question they both shared was... did Itachi love her too? Was it too soon for love? Did it matter if it was... and did Sakura even know she was in love? It was strange, these questions echoed in their minds but before they could go any further, Tsunade's voice pulled them back to then and there.

"So, in other words all we have is a bunch of assumptions and no actual idea as to what was actually happening. We still don't know if there are any draw backs. We still haven't a clue if there are any consequences to bringing someone back from the dead. We have no more answers, just more questions and I refuse to have my pupil turned into some sort of test subject should the counsel find out about this. Their memories are still muddled from the last time this happened during the exams and we have tried like hell to keep them in the dark about what happened in the hospital." Tsunade sounded just as frustrated as everyone else in the room.

Tsunade turned to her surrogate daughter, "I'd hate to say it, my love, but it may be high time you join ANBU. At least you'd be away more than here and it'd be harder for them to track what you're capable of. You'd be a mask in the sea of bodies that even they have no idea who is who. It's your best shot at going unnoticed." Minato looked at the blond woman, a reluctant nod of agreement coming from him.

Kakashi balled his hands into fists at his side, so much so that his knuckles turned white. He knew they were right. He knew it was her best bet at going by unnoticed and it would buy them time to figure things out, but he, no doubt like her father, did not like the thought of having the brightest flame in Konoha being washed into the darkness that was ANBU.

"Absolutely not!" Shot Kizashi. "I will not have my daughter out there when I have risked my very life, and lost it, just to keep she and my wife safe. You do not understand what and who wants her. They know and it is not below them to slaughter every one and everything to get to her." Kizashi was seething. "I will not put her in a position that all but puts her right on a silver platter for them." His eyes shot to his daughter, "I rather die a thousand times to keep you from whatever they want of you. I bit my tongue on you becoming Jounin because it made you happy, but Sakura, please do not make me accept that."

Sakura remained silent, all eyes on her. Slowly, she stood and looked out the window. "The world has always wanted whatever I am. You think I didn't know. I figured out a long time ago why our clan, all parts of it, refused to remain rooted.. but someone was bound to be the reincarnation. I didn't truly think it would be me until what happened to us, the very thing that brought us here. It wasn't just a rogue attack. They were looking for me."

Sakura sighed before walking to her father. She put her hand on his chest and he sat back down and moved it to his shoulder. "You have carried this burden on your shoulders for so long. You killed those in your clan because of the monsters they were and in turn you became the monster you hated. When you found mom, you found the peace you yearned for.." Sakura smiled sadly as things began to click together for Kakashi and Itachi.

The book she was always reading was about her father. "I must have read this story at least a thousand times.. and I know how it ends, but I love it anyway." She smiled sadly. The words came haunting back and they now understood why.

"Let me share that burden, papa. It's my fault the clan was slaughtered.." before either of her parents could detest that thought, she waved her hand,"I'm not the helpless girl I was then. You deserve to enjoy the peace you have fought so hard for. The peace you have searched for your whole life. Father, let me fight for you now."

Tears spilled from both of her parents eyes, "I.. no, we owe this village for all it has done. We owe our Hokage for all he has done. The least I can do.. is fight for them too." Turning to Minato, she got to one knee, her arm across her chest and her head bowed. "I will take the test and join the ANBU ranks should my skills be found sufficient." Sakura said softly.

Minato closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "You won't need to take the test. I'm well aware of the fact that you are more than qualified. You will be placed on a temporary team with Hatake and both Uchiha until Nara and Hyuuga have joined the ranks." Sakura nodded, "Of course."

Tsunade remained silent, she hated this idea just as much as everyone else in the room even though she was the one who voiced the obvious.

It dawned on them that she was another Itachi, Shisui and Kakashi. ANBU by the age of 13.