Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Naruto.

Hey! LONG TIME NO WRITE HUH? Anyways, I'm really sorry about that I've had a ton of stuff going on between summer school assignments and trying to take a break from my boyfriend without him thinking I'm breaking up with him. Just need space for a while, ya know? When someone is infatuated with you it wears you down and you need to recoup. I also went white water rafting this past weekend and had to be rescued from the middle of a class 3 rapid because I was about to be sucked into a nasty undercurrent and our river-guide's recue rope messed up and was pulled of his hand. Almost got sucked under the raft. I'm really happy that school is almost here though. I'll have a legitimate excuse to isolate myself. I don't know why but I've just grown tired of people sometimes. I enjoy hugs but not constantly being touched, and I like being alone as weird as that is. I feel like no on is looking down on me. I don't really like talking to people cause whenever I open my mouth I know everyone else is just thinking something condescending about me.

Anyways. My problems are mind and I hope this story alleviates some of yours :)

Also to clear up some misconceptions (I re-read the story from start to the last chapter in order to write more clearly with a purpose), Sakura's father never died. I really only meant it to be her mother. It's completely my bad and I hope I didn't confuse some of you.

I also hope you don't mind, but I think I'm going to go on hiatus for a while. I really can't focus on two stories and as soon as I finish Ashiteru I'll epically wrap up this one with amazing speed cause it will be my only active story. Then as an author you're going to hear complete silence for a while because I'm going to be working on under wraps stories. Writing them completely ahead of time will allow the editing of story gaps, poor grammar, and other small details that make a good read even greater. I hope you all understand where I'm coming from :3

"Sasuke!" she shouted while tripping over her heels as he led her towards the exit of the club. "Stop it!"

Sasuke let go of her wrists as he snapped around to glare at her hissing, "Don't ever come somewhere like this without telling me! You know how I found out? Naruto sent me this!"

Sakura looked at his phone screen to see a picture of Ino and her in a cage dancing in their skimpy swimsuits.

"I can explain!" She shouted, "We just wanted to have a night of fun!"

"Engaged and married women don't go out late at night to sketchy clubs to get wasted and be hit on by other men. Nothing like that is going to fly with me. I don't mind you going out and having fun, but you're just being reckless right now."

Sakura scowled as he grabbed her wrist again and led her out of the club to the car. He put her in the passenger seat and closed the door then put his hand on the driver seat handle and took a deep breath before he got in on his side of the car. He ran a frustrated hand through his hair as he gripped the leather steering wheel leaving an indentation of his fingers in the process.

"I'm sorry…" Sakura whimpered from the passenger seat clutching her purse with tears dripped down her cheeks.

"Think next time" Sasuke said indifferently.

After throwing his keys on the entryway table Sasuke looked over and saw what time it was. It was just short of 5am and he felt completely spent. He went back out to the car to get Sakura and piggybacked her into the house. The maids all looked and shook their heads. They weren't necessarily judging but the expressing their sympathy for Sasuke and what he had to put up with, especially with the wedding fast approaching. Sasuke set her down on the bed then went down to the kitchen to get a mixing bowl out of the cupboard and brought it up to put on the floor on her side of the bed.

"You have to puke? Then puke in this, understand?" He asked before loosening his tie and hanging up his suit jacket and pants. He went into the bathroom to take a shower and almost closed the door behind him except for an unsettling groan coming from the pinkette.

"What?" He asked, "You want a shower too?"

She just slightly made out a nodding gesture. Sasuke walked around the bed to pick her up and carry her into the bathroom and locked the door behind them. It had been a long night and Sasuke didn't particularly care for romance at this point. His entire goal was to clean Sakura up and put her to bed and deal with whatever kind of atrocious hangover she was going to have tomorrow. He took off her strapless dress and skimpy swimsuit and set her down in the bathtub while he disrobed himself. He then wrapped her arms around his neck and helped her to stand up and turned the water on closing the shower curtains. There was plenty of space in the shower and even a plastic stool to sit but he had to clean Sakura first. He took a luffa with some soap and washed her body down, her hair was of little concern to him since he didn't know what she put in it anyway. After he was finished he set her down on the stool and proceeded to wash himself but stopped mid way when he heard a nasty blorch and felt his feet covered in ooze. He sighed and ignored it for a moment but then he saw Sakura doubled over on the floor of the shower no longer in the stool.

"What's wrong?" He asked before crouching down to help her sit in the stool again.

"No!" She almost shouted half conscious as she wrapped her arms around Sasuke's neck and tried to stand up with him.

"Suit yourself" Sasuke said already over the whole situation.

He wanted nothing more than to get under the covers and pretend he didn't exist and that the beautiful feeling of slumber wouldn't ever go away. He was consumed with how good it would feel to close his eyes that he almost didn't notice when Sakura had thrown up on his back where she was holding onto him. Sasuke let out and irritated grunt and handed Sakura a washcloth.

"Wash it off" he told her frustratedly.

Sakura nodded somberly as she took the sponge and slowly wiped and washed all the contents of her stomach from his back. After she was done she dropped the sponge and unconsciously slid from Sasuke loosing her grip and falling to the tile floor of the shower. Sasuke at that point quickly scooped her up in one arm trying to get her to sit up.

He frantically shook her asking, "Seriously, what's wrong with you? Did you really overdo it? Do I need to take you to the hospital to have your stomach pumped?"

Sakura shook her head as she groped the air without opening her eyes to try and find where Sasuke's face was. He grabbed hold of one of her wandering hands and put it on his cheek then proceeded to turn the shower water off and pick her up princess style to set her on the metal chair by the counter of the bathroom. He went to the linen closet to get them towels and helped her wrap her arms around his neck against as he dried her off. He made sure to carefully set her in the seat so as not to fall off onto the bathroom floor. He then wrapped the towel around his waist, uncaring that he was still dripping wet and carried Sakura into the bedroom. The pinkette looked as if she were hallucinating.

"Did you do drugs while you were there?" He asked skeptically.

As much as he would have loved that to be a rhetorical question he was sadly being serious. Sakura might not have done it on her own volition, but it's not hard to slip something into someone's drink when you're in a crowded place full of sketchy people.

"Stay here" he told her as he put the covers over her because she was shivering, "I'm going to call a doctor."

Sasuke stepped out onto the balcony of their room grabbing his cell phone on his way out. Scrolling through the contacts he finally came across Tsunade's number, well her pager. As soon as he buzzed it the annoyed doctor called him back in a matter of minutes.

"What is it?" She asked impatiently.

She was the go-to doctor for the Uchiha's and their several medical and mental problems. She was always on the other end of a phone line if they needed her and she was handsomely paid to do so.

Sasuke took a deep breath before saying, "Something's wrong with Sakura."

"Am I going to have to come down there or are you going to tell me what's going on? Because I'm in the middle of the night shift and I can't come dally down there right now."

"Fine. I picked her up from a club a while ago. She just got out of the hospital and a traumatic experience. Her friend was only trying to help her have a good time, but things got out of hand. I found her completely drunk, but I didn't expect much else. She's been completely looney and the vomiting is normal but she keeps doubling over in pain and shivering."

There was silence on the other end of the line before Tsunade said, "Bring her now."

Sasuke walked into the hospital with his hair still wet only wearing jeans and a hoodie half unzipped because he didn't bother to find a shirt. The pinkette was in his arms in shorts and a t-shirt. He spent more time dressing her than himself. He walked through the emergency room double doors and Tsunade was coming through the double doors to greet him.

"I wouldn't ordinarily allow this but you can stay with her since we give you people special treatment. It'll serve a lesson to you what will happen if you do the same thing as her."

Sakura was put on a stretcher and taken back to one of the more lavished patient rooms full of equipment. Sasuke sat in a chair next to the hospital bed and watched the pinkette toss and turn violently. He assumed he made the right choice calling a doctor. While it might not be life-threatening right now, it could've been a serious problem the next morning.

"I would give her a breathalyzer test but since you showered her some of it was bound to wash out of her mouth. I'll have to take some blood and analyze it. I'll let you know what happens then."

Sasuke walked over to a tray with a computer and slipped the blood into the machine and began furiously typing on the keyboard. She soon spun out and walked over to a cabinet on the other side of the room and pressed a buzzer next to the door saying "send me two assistants." Then began to put a black substance into a cup and loaded several shots with what he assumed was some sort of serum.

"What is that?" Sasuke asked scowling.

"Ipecac syrup. You never want to have this stuff."

Sasuke decided not to ask any more questions as two assistants came in and hooked Sakura up to an IV and other monitoring devices and they saw what Tsunade was preparing so they assumed everything else. They put a tub down her nose and took out a pump. At that point Sasuke knew he was right, they were going to pump her stomach. He didn't know what the rest of the stuff was for though. As far as he was concerned he would let them do anything to get Sakura to stop convulsing and whimpering.

"Stabilize her! She's about to go into anaphylactic shock! Make sure her trachea stays open!" Tsunade was shouting at her assistants as she brought the tray over to her Sakura was.

She first made the assistants hold Sakura down completely before she administered the syrup and then Sakura began violently throwing up into the stomach pump several times before they continued. They inserted a saline solution into the tracheal tube down the stomach and soon contents of her stomach were being emptied further through the tube inserted through her nose. Eventually Tsunade looked over to Sasuke and nodded that Sakura was in the clear then sat next to him while the assistants cleaned up the nasty mess and organized the workstations.

"Do you know what happened?" Tsunade asked a little grimly.

"I only saw her for a short amount of time from afar before I stepped in and decided it was enough." Sasuke replied looking strait at the doctor.

Tsunade swiped her bangs out of her eyes and looked at the pinkette as she said, "This girl here had an alcohol blood level of well over .3o%. Which could have put her in a coma if she had completely passed out."

Sasuke was about to cut in with a bitter comment about Ino but Tsunade cut in and said, "There's more."

Giving a face of somewhat worry and half what he was expecting Sasuke sat up and looked at Tsunade as she continued, "She also took a large amount of Rohypnol into her system and mixed with the alcohol she wouldn't have woken up the next morning."

"Goddamnit!" Sasuke hissed right as Tsunade finished, "Can she go a week without almost dying? I'm being serious right now."

Tsunade raised a brow and said, "Are you going to explain it to me?"

Sasuke shook his head before replying, "You should just go look up her file. It'll tell you as a doctor everything you need to know and show you everything that isn't physically possible."

Tsunade shrugged then said, "I'll bring the discharge papers first thing tomorrow morning so she can leave. She's already taken in so many sedatives into her system I doubt she'll wake up for at least 12 hours or more. Go get dressed and take care of anything else you need to and come back. It doesn't make a difference to her right now if you're here."

Sasuke scowled at her and it wasn't a matter of her not caring it was a matter of him being confortable leaving her here all by herself and waking up alone if he isn't back in time, but if Tsunade gave him at least 12 hours then he supposed that everything would be ok if he took care of a few things but what he was least happy about was a phone call he received when he shut the door of his car. He let his Bluetooth answer it while he was driving hands free and his father's voice echo through the speakers.

"Sasuke? I need you to tell me the truth"

Sasuke was making an annoyed face but controlled his tone as he asked, "Yes?"

Fugaku asked, "What happened to Sakura last night. She's the only person who would make you get up and fly out of the conference room. I've never seen you move that swiftly before."

Sasuke wiped a hand over his face before answering, "Naruto found her at our competitor's night club. She was supposed to having fun with Ino to get her mind off of what had happened to her recently but it turned into a disaster and Naruto was babysitting them so I came to take Sakura since she's my responsibility. I didn't want anything to happen to her while I wasn't there."

Fugaku grunted, "Fine."

He was secretly proud of his son for taking action and responsibility to prevent disaster from striking. And Sasuke didn't even know how close Sakura had come to certain destruction. Fugaku knew the owner of Orochi and just how dirty he played.

"Don't let her out of your sight." Were the words that escaped Fugaku's mouth before a silence set in between the two men.

Sasuke scratched the back of his head pulling into the driveway of his house as he asked, "What is that supposed to mean?"

"The man who owns that night club knows full well of your engagement to the pink haired Sakura. The whole corporate world does. You don't want to put her in a tangle between our companies' rivalry." Fugaku said rather somberly

Sasuke huffed. It was going to be hard, having to keep constant surveillance on her. If Orochimaru was 1/10th as wealthy as the Uchiha's then there's no doubt he'd have limitless recourses up his sleeve to kidnap her. However Sasuke had even more recourses to counter attack the problem. He wasn't going to make a preemptive strike, but he wasn't going to sit idly by while his fiancée is drugged and put in a stupor for their advantage.

Sasuke got off the phone with his father then proceeded to walk into the house and tidy up a few things. He cleaned the barf bucket out of the bathroom and the maids cleaned out any remnants in the shower he might've missed as well as replacing the sheets on his bed that was long over due. Sasuke took out his laptop to check his bills and pay all of his utilities and other services. As soon as he was finished he looked up a biography on Orochimaru. He had apparently dug tooth and nail from the bottom to get to where he is today, and Sasuke didn't like that one bit. People who were born into aristocracies were petty and usually spoiled. But those who clawed their way up were deceptive, double-crossing, and scum. They used the dirtiest tricks in the book to get what they wanted. As soon as Sasuke had finished getting dressed in new jeans and a shirt as well as drinking a cup of coffee he decided that he would grab Sakura a fresh pair of cloths before heading off to the hospital. Sasuke took his phone out while sitting at the kitchen table to take the liberty of checking his e-mails. He noticed that there was one from his dad calling for an emergency meeting. Apparently a few papers that Sasuke had signed had been lost and needed to be re-decided and signed as a part of the business' transaction of inheritance to him. The meeting was about 3 hours from then and he decided that he would have to take Sakura with him, hangover and all. He just hoped he wouldn't have to piggyback her into the building. That would be embarrassing for him and the company. There were many social graces and manners one had to follow in an upper-class society and piggybacking your hung-over fiancé into a business meeting was not one of them. However, he was certain that his father wouldn't mind if she stayed in his executive office and slept through the whole thing. That seemed like the only option right at that moment that he had anyway. He could easily take her home right as soon as the meeting was over. He didn't want anyone else taking her home from the hospital. He was on edge from her past three hospital visits and he feared that three chances was all she had.

Sasuke walked into the hospital building to see a Sakura laying in a recovery room fast asleep still. He was glad she hadn't woken up yet. He signed her release papers on the clipboard hanging on the end of her hospital bed and carried her to the nearest unisex bathroom so he could dress her. He put her old close in the duffle bag he was carrying before carrying her out of the hospital. After putting her in the passenger seat of the car Sasuke sped off toward the Uchiha corporate building as fast as he could. Sakura still wasn't awake so he'd have to carry her inside but he could easily just say she still wasn't herself from the traumatic event that had happened to her. It had been all over the newspapers, "The girl who died in the graveyard and came back." They were never told of the fireflies or other supernatural events, but her name was still in most of the papers and the front headline story in a few. Sasuke wasn't happy about the publicity, but at least the newspapers hopefully wouldn't hear about her nightclub mishap.

Sasuke carried her into his office and set her on the bed off to the side and left a nightlight on for her by turning a desk lamp on before turning the lights out and closing the blinds in the room. He pulled the covers over her body and hoped shed stay like that for a while. He set his duffle bag by the nightstand and picked a suit to wear out of his closet. He was in a rush she he had to ask his female servants if it matched and they nodded. Sasuke took a few file folders off his desk and walked down the hallway a bit.

"So glad you all could make it!" Fugaku spoke enthusiastically as he rose from his seat.

Sasuke was still sitting to his right and Itachi to his left. The two boys were less than ecstatic to be there, but only Itachi had the choice. Since it was dealing with the inheritance of the company he didn't have to be there for it. A few people that were major shareholders were giving Sasuke several contracts and papers to sign and he had to read through all of them before he was able to read. His father said only a few papers had been lost, but it almost seemed as if only a few of them were found and he was having to do 95% of the paperwork he'd already signed. He of course had to read them over because he was signing them and a few of the men might've been dishonest and slipped something under the rug that he'd have to read to find. Sasuke couldn't help but continuously stare up at the clock hoping and praying Sakura wasn't going to wake up and cause a commotion.

To Be Continued…

I hope you enjoyed that. I really tried my hardest to make it a solid length without my commentaries, but I hope you will read and review it! I get the mails with the reviews on my phone so I see them on the go and it warms my heart with all the positive feedback and constructive criticism I receive. I really do love hearing from you guys!