Disclaimer: I dont own naruto. If i did, lets face it. You would get an episode yearly cause I suck at this update stuff.

A/N: See...now we have some form of consistency. If i try i can really do it. Also I'm sick...yay.

In Fucking Review: Um...Is Naruto okay? Cause he seems not okay and also Kakashi seems to be slowly fucking up. Will Iruka even find out? Well Itachi, Whats the plan?


The day was going by rather slowly. It was only 8 a.m. The life within the small cafe made it evident as people, human and hybrid, impatiently stood in line.

Tsunade watched as people buzzed in and out of the tiny coffee nook from a quiet booth near the window where she waited impatiently. Well...more like angrily. After speaking to Jiraiya, the call to the Head was met with a displeasing response. For the life of her she couldn't understand why. Why was the Head refusing to look into such an important issue as finding an omega hybrid? It was so obvious what caused the disruption at the club yesterday. This could save the hybrid species. If the maturing pup is healthy they can breed them off with the finest families. It would give their people hope...

'What's he hiding?'

That was the only solution she could think of. He was hiding something. Why didn't he share the passion she had to saving their people?

The woman gulped down another hot sip of her coffee as he kept her eyes glued outside, watching the road as cars drove by speedily. She was going to have to investigate herself. Even if he says no, once she finds the omega and presents it publicly he will have no choice in the matter. The people he claims to love and cherish will turn on him and he will loss his say in the matter. He would have to respect the desperate wishes of their people...

Their people?

How was she missing that simple fact? Who was she kidding? Of course this wouldn't be of the same value to him as it is to her. A mere human would never have the same sentiments as a hybrid...even if...

"Tsunade?"

A voice broke the hawk's train of thought. A bright alluring bush of pink hair meeting her view carried by a beautiful rosey face to match.

"Sakura. Yes, I'm sorry for calling you so early this morning and so suddenly. I must have been a bother."

"Oh not at all, the incident from yesterday has..um...given me a lot of free time actually. Thankfully paid..free time,"Sakura commented as she claimed a spot within the booth across from the Council woman.

Tsunade chuckled a bit,"Isn't that a mere night job?"

"Well a craftsman must put time into his craft, should he not? You taught me that. When I'm not working, I'm practicing and caring for my family," Sakura smiled back.

Tsunade frowned a little bit, "I taught you almost everything you know and put you through medical school."

"To which I am most grateful, yes...but I thought we already had this discussion...You remember? Where I told you that what I do with it is up to me?"

"Yes yes. Working at that filthy pervert club was all up to you to which I still don't quite understand... but today it is actually of benefit to me. I ne-"

"I'm not talking. I didn't to the police and I won't to you...sorry," Sakura interrupted as scanned the menu pinned on the wall in the slight distance for a treat she might desire.

For a moment Tsunade paused, her gaze not leaving the young peahen before sitting back, chuckling a bit to herself. Her eyes returned to observing the small shop which had started to lessen in the number of customers. The naughty looks of the occasional male hybrid or two directed at their table.

"How much did they pay you?...ah no, better question. Who paid you?"

Sakura also started to wear a frown as she turned back to the other, "Tsunade..."

"No no...I find the moment money touches your hand I lose something. Isn't that strange? I find it most strange. Before I lost you. A young aspiring doctor. A medical professional. A poor in debt one but that was a hurdle that I could have easily helped you jump. I gave you the lift and all you had to do was put your feet over the bar...but the moment someone else gave you enough money to solve your problems you abandoned the race and chose a different one. An easier one with no hurdles, just ground. Cool hard rough ground, where the only job you had was to not trip and fall flat on your face. Yet you tripped got bruised up real bad and came running back to me for help. But you didn't come back to join the race. No no, it was too hard. 'It's hard for hybrids to get medical jobs.', 'I want to be my own person.', 'You don't understand, my father is all I have. I need to save him. I just need money and a stable well paying job'," Tsuande met back Sakura's eyes. Her gaze of anguish speaking bounds.

" Isn't that what you said to me? And what did I do? I loved you...so despite my anger I helped you. I didn't favour it at first but Jiraiya provided you with a...job with good pay. Enough for food...shelter..and that father of yours. I didn't think you would stay there forever. I though the independent star I nurtured would realized she wanted more for herself...but no..you stayed where the money was good and I got over it. I lost your ambition...I lost you again. But you're a grown woman after all. You would figure it out. I figured you would at least still be grateful toward me for everything I've ever done for you...but it seems...I lost that too." Tsunade looked out the window again, catching a glimpse at the reflected horror that was her twisted face and swiftly trying to relax it.

"I am grateful toward you for everything Tsunade. I told you this. I've already said I'm sorry a thousand times. You told me each and every time that I was forgiven but each time after like now you have proven that I have forever wounded your heart with the past. I don't know how I can mend your broken heart...even with the damn expensive medical degree. I've never meant you ill will. You know in those moments I didn't have a choice. I had to put my dreams aside. You know I need the money. Yes I was paid this time but it is more than just that this time however. This isn't about the money anymore. I am sorry Tsunade. I can not tell you what I know." Sakura frowned deeply as she looked over at the mother figure she cared for grieve. Tsunade did alot for her. Alot was even an understatement. She basically raised her and made her stronger...smarter. She learned many values because of Tsunade...like loyalty to a friend.

"Was it an omega that night, Sakura?"

"..."

"Was it a new dancer Jiraiya hired or a guest?"

"..."

"Is it...someone I know?"

"If that is all then I shall be going." The peahen gathered herself and her items and stood to leave.

"Sakura..."

The younger one clenched her hand bag over her shoulder as she halted and met back Tsunade's gaze. One of deep disappointment.

"Running...again? Where to this time? I thought you had free time," the hawk cleared her throat and took her last sip of the now luke warm piss that was once her coffee, turning away from the other.

Sakura smiled a little and bowed respectfully toward her, "...It was good seeing you again,Tsunade. We should talk again...on better terms in the future. I must tend to my father."

"...Mmmmhh. Tell the drug addicted drunk gambler I say my hellos in whatever alleyway you find him in today...and tell Ino hi for me."

"...Yes...I'll be sure to do so." She turned and exited the cafe, a filthy train of flirtatious eyes and sexual calls following her behind as they watched her hip sway attractively with each swift step.

Upon the young chick's exit ,Tsunade sat solemnly within the booth alone and regained watching the road for a moment before looking at the clock on her phone.

8:30 a.m.

Was time to go to work.

With or without Saukra's help. She will find out. No matter to what extent she would have to go to find the truth.

'No matter what she had to do...'