Mysterious Found

By: Unknownred ©

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A/N: Hey folks! I know it's been awhile since I updated any chapters (although it has only been a couple of days… greedy little readers, jk!) I was hoping those two chapters (ch. 9 and 10) would keep you occupied/ satisfied for the meantime until after I get my tests from school over with. Oh yeah that reminds me, I hope to hear some GREAT, fantastic suggestions or IDEAS that you'd like to recommend for Mysterious Found!

P.S. – Didn't I promise you guys some romance? Hehehe, I wonder…

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Sent: Sasuke 3 (heart)

From: Sakura

Text: Yeah, if you don't mind.

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Sent: Sakura

From: Sasuke 3 (heart)

Text: I don't. See you when I'll see you.

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Closing her phone and dropping it back into her hand back, Sakura sat back on the church's stand-in stairs, leaning on her hands and stared at the gloomy, cloudy skies. It had rained earlier and Sakura knew it was going to rain again later on that night.

She had woken up late and when her alarm clock finally set off; she had panicked and got ready before rushing to the local church for the Sai's funeral reception. His parents were expecting her; it was the least she could do, especially how hard it was for them… not so much for… Sakura had thought.

Sakura shook her head in remembrance, feeling a bit guilty, feeling cruel of thinking such thoughts. After the reception, she went out to get some fresh air— she was the only person who didn't send any prayers or deep wishes to lifeless Sai, not only that, she didn't even give him a overlook. After Karina left her sight, escaping the suffocating church, Sakura had thought of leaving also but before she could, Sai's parents had stopped to talk to her, thanking her for coming and it would've meant a lot to Sai.

Sighing, Sakura looked off, leaning forward, hugging her knees and thought of the only thing she could of at the moment. Distractedly, she had thought of the first night she had met him. How he almost, almost ran her over… but that's how they met and what if, she thought, they met in a different way? Would he come to like her, befriend her? Would she have acted the way she did when they had first met, or seeing him as handsome as any guy who'd run into her and act completely different? No, she thinks, closing her eyes.

It was a long day and Sakura had been stuffed up in her house for three weeks. She didn't know why she has been so depressed lately or the fact that she preferred to be inside than enjoying the fresh air outside, seeing the sun and running around. She had almost forgotten what it was like to be a normal being, almost forgetting that there were also other people in the world, alike from her except they enjoy going outside than staying in the cave like she did.

A shell, a wrapped box with nothing inside, a body with no soul in it, a mouth but no voice; Sakura felt isolated and just the thought of being all alone hit her like a sack of potatoes, hard. She felt like dying, she was suffocating in her own home and no one knew about it, not her parents, not Sai and definitely not the world. She needed help, and fast! She cried out, but her voice was a mere breath which was replaced by a horrid, senile laughter. But it wasn't her who laughed, Karina was standing outside her window, clearly eyeing her with the most hatred she could muster and continued laughing at her misery.

Sakura screamed, turning away and ran to the next room where she slammed the door shut but the room was filled with sunlight and suddenly, there were windows, five of them to be exact and each of them had Karina's faces printed, her eyes blinking back at hers, Karina's mouth in a tight grin, snickering at her failure. Her lips moved slowly, pronouncing a string of curses only meant for Sakura. Sakura bolted for the door that seemed to open by itself and there stood in the middle of the entrance was Sai, alive and scary-looking.

He trudged forward, his leg limp and his arms outstretched. Sakura shook her head in puzzlement and fear that he might attack her, even though a little part of her conscience told her to help him. She scooted towards the walls— the windows slowly inching open without Sakura knowing and instantly rolls of laughter flows into the room, making Sakura screech.

Then as if she had dreamt it all, the room changed and Sai and Karina had vanished, leaving Sakura alone in a room, with four walls, no windows, a dresser and a big TV across from the door. She was lying in a bed, the covers tucked beneath her neck and she was staring at the ceiling. The only light that was provided was the dim glow from behind the door.

For a second, her mind wanders, thinking of how familiar it all seemed. Although, she wasn't quick enough to figure it out, the door opens and in steps a man, with his raven hair slicked back, his eyes meeting hers and his lips form into a relieved smile. He walks over, with a tray and a bowl of hot soup. Setting it down on the side table, he leans forward, his face coming in contact with hers.

Sakura immediately blushes, as his head reaches hers and as he placed his forehead on the surface, she couldn't help but gasp. What was wrong with her! She thought silently, closing her eyes and mentally hitting herself for being retarded. When she reopened her eyes, she was staring back into his. Flustered, Sakura tries to get up but as he backs away, he pushes her back down.

'No,' his voice was soft but a sweet and alluring deep tone made her close her eyes again, as she leaned back into the pillows, 'not yet.'

She wanted to ask him why, and how'd she got there, but her lips didn't tend to move. Her mind was running fine, but quickly she had the image and knowledge of her arms and legs not responding to her inner commands. She was stuck. Tears sprung from the brim of her eye lids and fell with deep meaning.

Sakura?

He turned around, holding the tray and paused to see her eyes blink away the formed tears. With one hand, he balanced the tray and with the other hand, he reached over and smooths the tears away from her cheeks with his thumb. He gave her a soft expression, mixed with concern and presence. Sakura's forehead folded in confusion on why he's being so kind to her.

She gritted, forcing her tongue to react as to pushing her lips to open. It felt like years for them to open and when they do, she immediately feels embarrassment for opening her mouth at him, no words to say. Her brows furrow in frustration and she bites her tongue for being so stupid.

Sakura, sweetie?

He turns sideways, still facing her; he sits on the side of the bed and brings the tray closer to his side. Taking the spoon that had suddenly popped out of nowhere; he dipped it into the soup and lifted it towards Sakura's mouth. Pressing it against her lips, the warm liquid had seeped through and she tasted the seasoned recipe that he had prepared.

If she didn't have control over her own body, she knew who did and he was sitting right beside her, feeding her soup. Sakura felt a blush creeping onto her cheeks in discomfiture, but as she imaged him in bed and her spoon feeding him like a baby, she couldn't help but give a little laugh.

He quirked a brow and toss her a confused expression. She shook her head, actually feeling overwhelmed by bliss. What was going on with her, she thought. She hadn't felt this way before, so why now?

'I like you better this way.' He mutter, shooting her a grin before getting up, the empty bowl and spoon set aside on the tray he was holding. He began to walk but Sakura had finally found the nerve that stricken her movements and jerked upright, her arm outstretched and feeling the cloth that he wore as he moved and gripped it, making him pause.

Glancing at her to the side, he tilted his head back and gave her a toothy grin making her loosen her grip and she watched him walk out the room, closing the door behind him. What would she have done? She looked at her still outstretched hands and slowly retracted it towards her chest. Parting her lips, she breathed out a shaky breath before leaning back into the pillow, but instead of pillows— wrapped around her were arms.

Sakura shrieked, her head flying to the side, eyes widening when she met cold ones. The girl from before, the one who was laughing outside Sakura's windows had found her again and instead of laughing at her, she glared at her, her arms wrapped tightly around Sakura's neck, squeezing her like a snake would with it's prey. Staring in bewilderment, her red hair started to consume the room, tiny sparks rekindled as her mouth opened and she started her little sermon of curses. Sakura whipped her head about, watching as the room started melting, and a fly of spark flew from the girl's hair and onto the dresser, turning it into charcoal.

The room continued to blur, and as her inner system was burning with rage. She couldn't believe how much she wanted to scream at the said girl who was choking her, who was now yelling curses at her, at top speed. She just couldn't get away. She was trapped, stuck, and time didn't freeze as she hoped because she really, really wanted to get out there, out of this nightmare. A realization flashed past her mind as she abruptly held her breath for a second. Recalling earlier, a flutter of a memory struck her and she started to regain composure, once again.

Struggling, she thrashed in the bed, lunging forward but only to be jerked back, the hands clasping around her neck, even tighter. Sakura squeezed her eyes shut as she felt dizziness overwhelm her. She snapped her eyes open again, not believing that the girl behind her will actually kill her in her nightmare, in her own sleep because she knew that she had control to overcome her dream, to lead it elsewhere, but first she has to get out. Out to safety, and into safe arms.

A number of colorful spots filled her vision, Sakura's lips parted as she tries to regain small breaths. She was losing it! Wake up, she screamed in her mind, wake up!

Eyes flying open, Sakura sat up gasping. She could feel the sheets underneath her, damp with sweat. Confused, she whipped her head around the room, making sure there wasn't any live zombies or the girl— Karina, around making her nightmare as real as possible. Scanning the room, a sense of familiarity fluttered into her chest and a little fright had made its way across her face.

A small flicker of the dream crossed her mind and as much as exhausted she was— she dare not lean back into the pillows. She remembered every last detail of the quick motion nightmare that seemed too slow for a dream but nearing the end, went quick in a blink of an eye. But for Sakura, it had slowed down by a fraction, almost reliving the nightmare; she thought of it as much as a stop motion movie.

She remember the girl choking her and just as Sakura was about to collapse, her system shutting down— bright lights erupts across the room and running towards her is a blur, but before she had awoke from this terrible, terrible nightmare, she heard his voice, and his voice only.

"Sakura," Sasuke spoke softly, nudging her knee with his hand, making sure she was okay, "What is it?"

Sakura's zone was disrupted as she blinked slowly and felt her stomach do a flop. She parted her lips once more and lifted her eyes towards the said man. Swallowing, she could feel her breaths shake as she nervously nods in acknowledgement even though she clearly didn't hear the concern in his voice.

Sasuke sat on the edge of his bed in which Sakura laid in. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Sakura, not getting what he's asking, turns her head to scan the room again then examines Sasuke, her eyes traveling over his features, making sure that she wasn't in another dream, that he was real. She leans forward, and inches her hand towards his arm.

She pokes him making him quirk his brow in wonder and amusement. "Do I fascinate you?"

Sakura snaps her eyes at him and then replies dully, "Nope, this is definitely reality."

Sasuke's lips curve at the edge and chuckles at Sakura's words, "Still dazed by your dream?"

Sakura bit her lip, lowering her eyes to his hands. "Kind of."

"Would you mind telling me what you dreamt of?" He asked shifting his position and letting his arms fall on his knees. He turned his head to the side, glancing at the worried expression written across Sakura's face. "It's okay if you don't want to. I'm not forcing you to tell me…"

Sakura swallows but she nods at his kind words. She takes a deep breath before telling him what happened to her in her dream. She tries to interpret the details, covering some plots which she found gruesome to be really terrifying with a simple fake story.

"Was I… in your dream?" Sasuke slowly looks up, his eyes meeting hers before she turned away, flushed.

"What," She stutters, and then coughs, "what do you mean?"

Sasuke lowers his eyes at her fidgety hands, and brings his hands over hers, making her jump in surprise. Holding her hands still, Sakura glances up shyly but Sasuke isn't looking at her, he's looking at her hands, or more likely their hands, Sakura thought. She could feel the blush seeping through her neck, but she couldn't let him know that's how she's reacting towards him. No way.

"Sasuke!" She chirps, pulling her hands free, and claps twice, getting his attention. He seemed to zone out also, but looked oblivious that he held her hands in the first place. Sakura continued, wondering how she got here, in his room, in his bed.

"Oh well, I was driving to your neighborhood, and while passing the local church, I saw you sleeping on the church's steps. Thought I might surprise you, but you were dead asleep." Sasuke coughs, after his choice of words sink into his mind and Sakura's who flushes, "I tried waking you up multiple of times, but there was no helping it— seeing how exhausted you look…"

"Oh thanks," Sakura reaches up and rub her eyes in weariness, "But how'd I get here?"

Sasuke pulls up a knee and lays his head upon it, staring at Sakura, "Isn't it obvious? I drove you to my house and carried you to my room where you've been sleeping in my bed… for the past four days!"

Sakura pulls up, teasingly smacking Sasuke's leg with her hand, "Nah ah!"

Sasuke pretends to look uneasy, and rubs his leg where Sakura had hit him, "Owie, you're so violent!"

"Oh please," Sakura rolls her eyes and shoots him a cheeky grin, "You'll get over it."

Sasuke stands up, abruptly and turns on his heels, leaving the bedside. Startled at his sudden actions, Sakura suddenly remembers her dream and how she was left alone; suffocating in a nightmare she was not supposed to belong in. Grabbing a fist hold of his shirt, she jerks Sasuke back and he falls onto the bed, and hangs it there.

Sasuke peeks at Sakura, finding her lip quiver and his expression softens. "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to pull you." As Sakura says this, she tightens her hold on his sweatshirt.

Sasuke notices this and fully turns his attention towards the saddened girl in front of him. "What is it?"

Sakura absentminded relives her dream but this time, she could control her limbs, happy for the fact that she can command what to do and her body will obey, she could speak as well, basically she did in reality what she did in her dream. Half-heartedly, she whispers softly, "Don't go."

Well it's better than saying 'don't leave me', Sakura thought to her self after the words she had spoken sunk in, it made her sound desperate if she did use those choice of words, even though half of what she thought could've said was true, she didn't want him knowing about how she felt for him, quite frankly having quick feelings and only before her ex boyfriend who was her current boyfriend without her knowing he was cheating on her a night before his deadly curfew.

Sasuke doesn't speak, not after a minute or two. He waits as an awkward moment passes, he still doesn't speak. Their eyes doesn't meet and it's like as Sakura hoped would happen in her dream, she felt like the room had froze, time stopped and it was just her and Sasuke and this time, she had hoped he'd say something instead of making it too awkward for her.

"Say something…" Sakura began, interrupting Sasuke's thoughts.

"I'm thinking."

Sakura bites her bottom lip, and furrows her brow. It must be difficult to be a boy, nonetheless, a man such as himself, Sakura thought. Finally, Sasuke shook his head and grabs for his pocket, but realizes what he's missing is in the next room.

"Where are you going?" Sakura asks timidly, her hold on his shirt had loosed a bit. She couldn't look at his eyes directly, so instead she had looked past his shoulder, making it look like she was looking at him. But Sasuke didn't mind, he was looking at the door, wondering where he had left his phone at. "You're leaving me?"

Although Sakura told herself she wouldn't sound desperate, she felt the dream was all too real and that it'd come to haunt her as soon as Sasuke walks out the room. Maybe something will happen, causing her to scream out and what if Sasuke doesn't hear? Sakura thinks her mind winds in a feverish state of what-ifs, What if he doesn't come to my rescue? What if he's tired of me?

Turning, he places his hands over her fist, and gently releases her fingers from his wrinkled shirt. He then lowers his voice and speaks softly, his gaze on Sakura's own, "Don't worry, I'll come back."

He recedes out the room, and Sakura is left wondering how soon he'll be back. She hesitates to lean back into the pillows but feeling as exhausted the night before, she reluctantly laid back, not before glimpsing behind her to make sure there aren't any hands. Closing her eyes again, she immediately falls to sleep— a dreadful and sleepless dream.

Her eyes searched for an exit, running down a dark narrow hallway from a black hole, sucking everything in its path. She sees a door with a dim light illuminating from underneath, a small signal setting off in her head, indicating that was the way out. Pumping her energy, and tucking in her arms, she sprints towards the door but as she was closing in, she felt like déjà vu had swallowed her existence and over and over, she runs and tries to reach the door but every time, the door seems further away and this time, the black hole is even closer.

She struggles against the pull force, and falls to the ground but this time, there's no ground, nothing to hold on to, she's floating in midair and being sucked into the hole. Her mind reels in expectation and fear. She screams, but her voice is muffled and muted by the soaring roar of the hole. Before being swallowed by the darkness, she saw the door swing open and lights bursting through.

She sits up abruptly, her head being pounded into a block and being slammed back into the pillows. A loud 'OW' and mutters of hurt strung out Sakura's mouth as she squinted at the culprit. Sitting up, she spots Sasuke sitting on the floor beside the bed, head in his hands.

"Oh my gosh!" Sakura exclaims, hands flying to her mouth and already forgot about her head, "Did I do that? Oh, I'm sorry, Sasuke! I didn't know you were there!"

Her apologies continued to rumble out of her mouth but she was silenced by Sasuke's hand. She bites her bottom lip and sulks, and removes the covers, swinging a leg out of bed. She bends low, a hand reached for Sasuke's shoulder, "I'm so sorry!"

Observing in concern, using his other hand, Sasuke pinches the arch of his nose and squints his eyes shut, hoping the pain would go away and feeling a bit embarrassed that she did that to him without realizing it at first.

A moment of silence passed by but Sasuke could hear the shuffling behind him and lifted his head, breathing in a gulp of air.

"Did I hurt you?" Sakura's audited a small concern and guilty query, "Sasuke?"

He turns his head and faces Sakura's worried expression. His lips parted as her eyes widened, blurring up with tears. "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I was asleep and when I awoke, you were there but I didn't know you were there and I guess we smacked heads and— and Oh! I'm deeply and terribly sorry!"

Sasuke turned away, shaking his head and noted, "You were screaming."

Sakura gasps inwardly, and places her hand over her mouth. The concern on her face didn't describe how ruined she felt hurting Sasuke. The more apologetic she felt couldn't replace his beautiful and handsome features. She had hurt him and all she wanted to do was kiss his worries away. "If there's anything I can do, get you a band aid, ice?"

"Kiss…"

Sakura freezes, her foot dangling from the bed, near Sasuke's shoulders. She swore she could feel her face burning up when her mind registered what he was asking for. "What?" she breathed out, "Wait, you want me to kiss your boo boo's away?"

Sasuke gets up and exhales a deep huff and turns fully around, facing Sakura. Looking up, Sakura couldn't help but feel small and valuable, being sized up and Sasuke hovering over her, her breath was caught in her throat.

"Yes," Sasuke breathed out, suspended over Sakura. He lifted his hand and pulled a single loose lock behind her ear, "I want you to kiss my boo boo's away."

It almost sounded like sarcasm but behind those words, Sakura's wild imagination grew wider and bolder. She bit her tongue so she wouldn't word off or stutter in anyway. At first, she wanted to burst into a fit of laughter, after hearing him say such a childish word! Absurdly, Sakura nodded slowly before lifting her hand towards his face, brushing away a forgotten but seen eyelash, and breathed out slowly, almost seductively in front of Sasuke, "Where does it hurt?"

He takes a moment before whispering, "My forehead."

Sakura lifts her head and eyes the small bump. Closing the space, she brushes her soft and petite lips on the bump, giving it a second or two before backing away.

"My nose." He mutters, and lifts a finger to point it out, "Left side."

She moves lower and leans in, blowing air out and then kisses his nose, hoping it doesn't bruise in the future. She'd feel really guilty if his face ruined his business image (even though she doesn't really care about images or outer appearances) but she knew she would be the cause of the entire ruckus, knowing that she damaged his handsome visage.

"Here," His breath overwhelming Sakura as he lifts his hand to her chin and brushes her lips with his slender fingers. Sakura feels her cheeks boil in shyness but there was nothing she could do to hide it. He lowers his eyes and leans in, his hands traveling from her lips down her shoulders and to her hips, pulling her gently towards her.

Sakura's breathing was hitched deep in her throat and she wished Sasuke didn't note that she went rigid as his actions portrayed his desire. Sakura didn't want to pull away and she hoped she'd kiss him, not to kiss his injury away but in want and need. Not wanting to smack lips desperately, Sakura took her time and leaned in, her head tilted back as she eyed his lips.

Almost there, Sakura told herself.

Three inches away. Two inches. One more! Closing in— the door bell rings in a loud church-like tune. Jerking back, Sakura whips her head to the side, her fingers caressing her lips, closing her eyes in disappointment.

Sasuke sighs and leans away, bringing his attention to a distant noise outside the room.

Walking to the door, he glances back at Sakura who's in a daze and then goes out to retrieve his phone.

Snapping out of arguing with herself, she finally notices Sasuke isn't in the room anymore and hears his voice drifting in the air. She climbs out and trudges to the door, swinging it open a bit and poking her head out. She sees Sasuke unlocking the door and opening it for the man standing outside. Naruto!

They speak and seeing how Naruto was whining to Sasuke for not being punctual, Sasuke muttered something to Naruto and ran his hand through his hair, leaning back on the door's side and exhaled a tired sigh.

Sakura swallows deep and having the feeling that if she didn't go back into Sasuke's room, she might be discovered by Naruto and he could probably misinterpret what she was who she was. Sakura definitely didn't want that.

"Oh yeah! The other day, I think I left my package in your room, under your bed." Naruto chirped, passing Sasuke on the way to the stairs.

Startled, Sakura paces the room, and darts to Sasuke's bed. Dropping to the ground, she sees the box that Naruto was referring to and overheard Sasuke stopping Naruto to make small talk. Growing overly anxious, she knew she could buy so little time and runs quietly to the door, inching it open.

Naruto's back is facing Sakura and Sasuke has his eyes on his phone as he shows Naruto a text or a picture, Sakura wasn't sure. But she is sure that she had to get out of there. She goes out, closing the door behind her with a soft click and tip-toes down the hall, and seeing a door left ajar, she quickly sprints forward and swings the door open, revealing a clean light blue bathroom. Satisfied, she goes in.

"It'll only be quick," Naruto exclaims, reaching the top stairs and walking to Sasuke's door. His hand wraps around the knob and turns it but then pauses and grins at Sasuke, "It's not like you're hiding any play boys or a certain toy in there… are you? Don't give me that look! I want to see!"

She knew eavesdropping was a bad idea but she couldn't help it if Naruto was that loud and after letting his words sink into her head, she also wondered if Sasuke was the type to keep perverted possessions in his room, hidden. At the thought, her face heated up and she felt a twinge of noise erupt from deep in her throat.

"See!" Naruto's voice erupted into a laugh, "What'd I tell you?"

"Are you done?" Sasuke's voice drifted through the door and Sakura had to hold her breath, hoping none of the boys had to use the bathroom. She looked around. It was a small bathroom, only a small white sing sticking out the wall, and small mirror hovering over the sink, a toilet and a small individual tub, with dark curtains designed to stick to the side. There was nothing she could hide behind!

"No, before we go—" Naruto voice drifted making Sakura's panic grow worse, "I have to take a leak!"

Hearing footsteps trudging towards the bathroom, Sakura dashed for the tub and slid down, pulling the curtain slightly to the middle, to hide her head poking out, but at least she was unseen.

The door opened and in walked Naruto. Something clatters in the sink, as he turns on the tablet. It takes him a moment before shutting it off, then he walks closer to the tub and Sakura brings her hands to her face, squinting her eyes shut, and holding her breath. She hoped Naruto wouldn't hear her breathing so rashly.

But he doesn't go to the tub; he opens the toilet seat instead and then takes a second. Sakura couldn't believe her ears! She felt so embarrassed when she heard the peeing process begin, and that she wanted to jump out the tub and run out the bathroom, just wanting this moment to be over with or simply dying in the tub, hoping no one would find her there.

A small chuckle was heard, and then he burst out laughing, his voice a mix of a deep hoarse and a gasp of hurt. Swinging the curtains open, Sakura shot her eyes open in horror and found Sasuke instead, leaning against the wall, taking in the sight of her. In his hand, Sasuke held up a cup and tipped it above the toilet, letting the water from inside surf out. Sakura's mouth drops and she stares at Sasuke with a horrified expression written across her face.

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"You!" Sakura sits up and leans against the wall of the tub, letting out a scary but low screech, "You were the one behind this! You scared me! I thought you were Naruto!"

He shook his head, ceasing his laughter, and looking down at Sakura in amusement, "Well since you weren't in my room, I had thought you were in the bathroom… hiding."

"But!" Sakura started, and looked at the door behind him.

"Don't worry, I locked it and besides, I sent him to the downstairs bathroom instead." Sasuke spoke, closing the toilet seat and sitting on top of it, turning to the sink counter and placed the cup upside down to dry.

Sakura glares at Sasuke and then groans back, slumping back in exhaustion. "Don't do that again."

Sasuke leans forward placing his elbows on his knees and clasps his hands under his chin, observing Sakura. Looking at her outstretched legs, she confirms that she has been caught and she has been mortified but that couldn't be compared to being found out by Naruto. That would be dreadful for her part.

"What was he here for anyway?"

Sasuke tapped his foot on the tile floor and unclasped his hands before turning his head to the door and then back at Sakura, giving her a blank look. "He came to… remind me to go to my appointment."

Sakura's eyes went wide, and her mouth fell, "You mean you didn't go!" She meant to say it in a question format but turned out differently and his response was a shrug. "Was it because of me?"

"Actually, I had other business to attend to." Sasuke reached back and scratched the back of his head before settling back to his original position. Sakura opens her mouth, words left unsaid but it was her mind that was sorting the sentences, the questions, the curiosity she so wanted to audit. "It's alright, I told Naruto I wasn't going."

"No!" Sakura's voice echoed off the bathroom walls. Sasuke didn't expect Sakura to shout, but as she did, she sensed her situation and lowered her voice, "You have to go! I don't want you to get in trouble, just because you had to pick me up and make sure I was alive!"

Sasuke raised an eye brow, waving at Sakura's position in the bath tub. Sakura flushed, "I mean! Look, just go do your thing… I'll be fine here!"

Sasuke remained stoic, and calmly looked sideways at the tub's shower curtain, "Are you sure you can reach your back? Maybe I should stay and help you scru—"

Sakura gritted her teeth to stop the blood from flooding her whole face. "No!" She sneered, "That'd be terrible!"

"For who? You or my job?" Sasuke snickered, frankly enjoying his teasing with Sakura.

Sakura jerks back, her face covered by the curtains and lays back against the head board of the tub bowl. She doesn't answer right away, for she was still thinking of what to say, choose her words wisely before her actions do. She settled on the thought of just getting straight to the point. "Hurry up! Or else I'll drag you there myself!"

"SASUKE! I'M HEADING BACK THEN; SEE YOU WHEN YOU GET THERE! DON'T BE LATE!" Naruto yells from below the staircase.

Then there was a loud bang of the front door and Naruto's car could be heard revving up and being driven out the neighborhood. Sakura sat up as Sasuke muttered in defeat, "He must be thinking I'm taking a huge dump… Great!"

Sakura laughs and shakes her head. Standing up, she climbs over the tub and walks past Sasuke to the door, then pauses as she unlocks it. "Wait," she gasps and places a hand to her mouth, "Did he hear me yell at you?"

Sasuke gets up and walks a few steps forward and stands behind Sakura. He reaches past Sakura's shoulder, grasping her hand over the knob and turns it. Sakura blinks and the door opens, revealing an empty hallway and a silent breeze. Sasuke lets go and squeezes past Sakura and the door. He slugs back to his room, opening the door with ease and slips through, leaving Sakura to zone out on her own.

A few minutes pass by and Sakura still stands there, wondering why Naruto hadn't heard her shouting at Sasuke to be quiet and for tricking her like that. She wondered why he hadn't gone to investigate on his own or why Sasuke took so long in the bathroom. She also wondered why she was still in the bathroom and where in the world did Sasuke go off to?

Finally stepping out of the four walled bathroom, Sakura makes her way to Sasuke's bedroom door. She knocks softly and tries the door. It swung ajar and Sakura peeked in, spotting Sasuke wrapped in his covers like a cocoon or a zombie wrapped in so many layers, just lying there on the bed. Sakura stifled a giggled and tip toed over to the bed.

She quietly thinks up a plan to yank the covers off him and watch him fall off the bed as she does so. But the thought of how much he weighed brought her to the conclusion that it wouldn't be a good idea other wise. She slowly redraws the covers off his head and stares at his tired face.

Coughing for acknowledgement, Sasuke doesn't stir. Sakura raises an eye brow and with a finger, she jabs it into his cheek. Hoping to make him wince at the pressure she's pressing, his response instead is crinkling his nose like a cat and his whiskers. Sakura's lips curve up at the ends and it almost made her hum out an adored reaction.

Again, she thought and reached over to grab her phone by the night stand and when she retrieved it, she opened it up to take-a-picture. She turned around and met the eyes of her prey that was asleep a few seconds ago and her expression was startled to a disappointed pout. She immediately pressed end on her phone and tossed it back onto the countertop.

Sasuke snickered and poked her cheek with his finger, "Pay back."

She stuck her tongue out and drew it back in, rolling her eyes, "Whatever!"

He turned over and crossed his arms behind his back and stared at the ceiling, "It's SP."

Sakura tilts her head back and glances at Sasuke, "What?"

"The bathroom." Sasuke noted, not looking at Sakura, "its silent proof."

One second. Two seconds. One minute and a few seconds before Sakura snickers and leans back on her heels, then stands up, "Someone doesn't want his company hearing him sing… secretly in the shower, mm?"

Sasuke closes his eyes and sighs, "Or perhaps having 'fun' in one."

Sakura gaudy expression drops immediately and she puts two and two together; her face twisting in disgust, "No way!"

Sasuke secretly watched Sakura's expression change, closing his eyes again, he nodded… and snickered. "Of course, what's a bathroom for anyway?"

"Not to have fun, that's for sure!" Sakura spat, taking a step away from the bed. "You want to have fun? Go outside!"

Sasuke opens one eye and glances at Sakura who's looking back; upset, "Ooo, tempting but I rather not have a public eye watching me, unless—"

"NOPE!" Sakura puts up a hand in midair, above his head, "NO MORE!"

As much as the questions arouses in her mind, the more she becomes disappointed with herself. She was mad for even thinking of such thoughts, and more questions rounded up— wondering beyond his personal life, as to right then. Her lip lacked and a deep frown settled onto her features, showing she was both disgusted and upset.

Suddenly, a phone goes off and it's coming from Sasuke's pocket. Sasuke reaches in and digs it out, flipping the screen open and looks at the caller ID, "Oh, its Naruto."

Then it clicks. Naruto rings the door bell and calls Sasuke's phone. Then Naruto entering and retrieving his mail and using the downstairs bathroom. Naruto yells at Sasuke to hurry it up and meet him at his appointment. Sakura spats out daring words, if Sasuke isn't serious about going, she'd be the one to drag him to his meeting.

Apparently, she groaned aloud, grabbed the phone and pressed end, giving Sasuke a hard look before grabbing his arm and pulling him off the bed.

"C'mon, we're going." She spoke, grabbing her own cell phone and slipping it into her pocket and walks to the door.

Swinging it open, she glances back at Sasuke just lying there on the ground, one foot aloof on the bed, "Going? Where to?"

"I'm dropping you to your meeting. It'd be rude to your fellow company if you weren't there and besides that, Naruto came all the way here just to remind you to come. Have you forgotten already? Now I did tell you, if you're slacking off, I will drag you there myself?" Sakura scowled, "C'mon, I don't have all night. I got things to do, and I have to go home too!"

"You can go home tomorrow." Sasuke answered, sliding his foot off the edge of the bed and slumping to the side, "Without you, this house would be dead."

Sakura remains at the door, but she turns and goes out into the hallway and turns to the left, stepping up to the staircase, "I'm waiting. Hurry up!"

It doesn't take long until Sasuke slumbers out his room and follows Sakura down the stairs. He leans on the rails as he watches her do her job in getting him outside, not before putting on his shoes and jacket. Therefore, he notices that she's in such a hurry that she doesn't think of putting on a jacket, yet not bringing one either since earlier in the morning, it was warmer than this cool breeze.

It's only 7 pm, Sasuke thinks, checking the time on his watch and follows Sakura out the gate entrance and pauses when Sakura starts walking the opposite direction from his work. She stops and then does a counter clockwise, and notices him standing there giving her an amuse look.

"It's this way?" She mumbles past him and he nods even though she doesn't see it, "I knew that…"

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A/N: Oh! I almost forgot (at the moment that I'm typing this down, I have NO internet! SAD FACE!) I received a question from a recent reviewer (LilyVampire) who reviewed the previous chapter, asking if Karina is Karin or another girl. Yes, Karina is Karin— in this story, Mysterious Found, I made Karin's surname Karina but in short, it's still the same person. There's nothing changed about the original character from Naruto. I don't likely put OC's unless it has a link to the story or plot. If you have any other questions, please let me know by pm and I'd be happy to oblige either on A/N's or in your pm box! Thanks again for reading!