I felt like doing something more modern this go around. YES, I'm AWARE I've got like a BILLION other stories that I need to finish! Complain later lol.

As always,

Enjoy!

~Kyvena

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Tap, tap, tap

So distracted on her cellphone while sipping her rather poor hot chocolate that tasted good in her eyes, but horrible in her rich friends eyes. High school seriously sucked. Continuing to text using her cheap prepaid cellphone, the inanimate object was then snatched out of her hand - making her emerald orbs shoot up to glare at the culprit. She had WAY too many male best friends and could only count one person as a female best friend.

Huffing, she folded her arms dramatically, "Izuna, give me my phone back!"

Izuna Uchiha, a part of the prestigious Uchiha clan, a family with more money than they actually knew what to do with. They had so many different things going on for them. Lawyers, doctors, surgeons, singers, congressmen or women, famous writers, etc. The most irritating part of the Uchiha clan is how they ALL looked like gods or goddesses.

Completely unjust.

Izuna gave a soft chuckle, his low, long black ponytail swaying behind him ever so gently within the breeze, "What has you thinking so hard that you end up scowling Sakura?" God, she hated that trait of hers. Once she began to concentrate or think too hard, the pinkette would no doubt scowl. Rolling her eyes, Sakura then snatched her phone back, "None of your business." Why... WHY didn't she make more female friends!?

Lifting his delicate brows in an amused fashion, the Uchiha male snickered - which of course made the pink haired female snap her head towards him, "What is so damn funny Izuna!?" She hissed angrily and almost venomously. Considering she wanted to be a doctor, Sakura made up her mind to help her adoptive father, Hatake Kakashi, raise money for her to attend this school by working a part-time job.

"Pfft, well I did come to tell you class has started; but never mind." The raven haired male rolled his onyx orbs playfully.

Gaining a mortified expression, Sakura shot up and grasped her backpack before beginning to bolt. Looking back, the pinkette with the waist long locks then furiously shouted at the young man that mirrored her age, "COME ON IZUNA!" Shooting up as if he were a soldier, Izuna began to bolt and actually ended up picking the frazzled female up in the process to get there faster.

The day was uneventful as always, they only had tomorrow left and Sakura noticed Izuna seemed extremely nervous and antsy. Worried, the pinkette placed a gentle hand on top of the Uchiha male's hand, "Hey, what's wrong?" Frowning slightly, the long haired raven then slightly clenched his fists, "You know how I want to be a doctor like my big brother, right...?"

"Yeah, what of it?" Was all she could seem to say.

Not looking the precious pinkette in the eye, Izuna actually began to stutter, "M-My brother is coming to o-our class tomorrow. I-I know he's going to test m-me..." Sakura gave a slight frown before picking up her phone and dialing a number before holding the electronic to her ear only to hear, "Hello?" - "Hey dad, I'm going to head to Izuna's to help him study. Is that okay?"

A slight pause was then heard before a gentle chuckle was released, "I don't see why not." - "Thanks dad, love you." The pinkette softly smiled and was quick to hear back, "I love you too Sakura. I'm going to take a guess that you will end up dozing off over there, but I know Izuna will treat you well. DO YOU HEAR ME IZUNA!?" Pulling the phone away from her ear and cringing, Izuna's eyes then widened, "Y-Yes sir!"

With that, Sakura hung up and the two got into his SUV.

The drive back to the Uchiha District was always beautiful... no matter what time of year it was. Pulling into his home, the Uchiha teen then realized his older brother was home and his eyes began to sparkle. Rolling her eyes, Sakura got out of the SUV and stretched, "Hey Izuna? Can I wear some of your clothes?"

He should honestly be used to this by now, yet every time he heard the words, he began to blush furiously, "S-Sure." Giggling softly, Sakura then jumped up onto Izuna's back and wrapped her arms around his neck, "You think we should invite Sasuke?"

"No."

'Jealous much?' Was all she could think as she held onto him securely and nuzzled her face against his. Curious, the pinkette then had to ask, "Hey Izuna? How come Uchiha's NEVER grow facial hair!?" Izuna honestly shrugged and chuckled, "What? You don't like my baby soft skin?"

Damn Uchiha egos.

Entering the rather lavish mansion while still carrying Sakura on his back, Izuna then called out, "Hey everyone! I'm home!" Sakura loved how Izuna was so happy about everything. Popping her head around the corner, Izuna's mother almost squealed at the sight and her eyes sparkled, "Sakura dear, welcome to our home."

Izuna's mother cracked her the hell up with how she wanted her youngest son and the pinkette to get married one day. The topic always completely flustered the poor raven haired teen while making the pinkette giggle like a damned hyena until she was completely out of breath. Even Tajima, Izuna's father, adored Sakura.

"We're here to study mom. That's IT." Izuna pressed, obviously not wanting another dose of embarrassment. Nodding her head as if not going to say anything else, Izuna turned and began to climb the stairs and that's when his mother just about made the poor boy keel over and die.

"Don't forget to use a condom~"

Bolting to his room with a bright red face, Sakura waited patiently to keel over with laughter. Once in his room, Izuna placed the pinkette down before walking to his dresser and fished out one of his black Uchiha branded t-shirts before tossing it to Sakura, "Need sweatpants?"

"God no," was all she answered with as the young man turned away out of respect. Oh, she couldn't wait to see the look on his face. Taking her shirt off, Sakura wiggled into Izuna's with ease before removing her pants - leaving her in black boyshort underwear, "All done."

Turning around, all Sakura witnessed was a bright red face before a comical flailing of arms, "SA-" - "You've seen me naked Izuna." The pinkette spoke out rather dryly before sitting on his bed and speaking in a more serious tone, "Okay, so, what do you think he will ask?" Frowning, the young man's onyx orbs glanced down as he sat beside her, "Well, I always have a tough time remembering the names of natural sleeping aids."

"Chamomile and Valerian?"

Scrunching his face up slightly, he then nodded, "Yeah..." This made the pinkette chuckle softly, "Well, if you really want to impress him, it's not Valerian the plant that makes you sleep." Tilting his head slightly, Izuna knew Sakura was the one person who would always help him solve any riddle. Continuing with a wink, Sakura giggled, "It's the root that helps you sleep. You must grind it up though. We'll drill it all night, don't worry."

Hearing a knock at his door around nine at night while Sakura used the bathroom, Izuna called out, "Yeah?" Madara then opened the door, "Hello Izuna, how are your studies?" Nodding his head, the younger Uchiha then gave a soft smile, "It's actually going really well!" Raising his only visible eyebrow as he actually walked into his brother's room and closed the door, "That so? Tell me."

Running water was then heard and Madara slightly turned his head with a confused facial expression, well, until the door opened that is. Out walked a female with long pink locks that flowed to the middle of her thighs and emerald orbs. Not only that, she was wearing Izuna's shirt, yet no pants.

Sakura, being as tired as she was from tutoring Izuna all night, accidentally bumped into Madara and she stumbled back; but he caught her. Turning towards his little brother now with a highly disappointed look, Izuna frantically shook his head, "It's not like tha-" - "I am disappointed in you Izuna. You kept this girl awake to tutor you? What? You could not learn it on your own? You are an Uchiha!"

She was so tired right now, that she had accidentally fallen asleep against Madara, whom was quick to notice and lifted the sleeping girl into his bulky arms. About to turn away, this is when Izuna scowled, "Big brother... give her back... NOW!" Apparently their mother heard all of the bickering and came to her youngest child's room, "Izu- oh my god... Madara! What are you doing!? Put her in your brother's bed NOW!"

Tsk.

Walking back, Sakura was then eased back into Izuna's bed and the two boys' mother scowled before whispering, "Izuna, bed time. Madara, stay out! Am I understood!?" Izuna nodded obediently and plugged both his and Sakura's phone in. Too embarrassed he scowled, "Can I go to sleep?" He whispered impatiently.

Tajima finally heard all of the ruckus and walked up, "What's all of the commotion abou-" - "Shh!" Everyone hushed, even Madara. Tilting his head and seeing pink, Tajima's eyes began to sparkle, "Sorry about this." Now everyone was confused, well, until Tajima shot forward and scooped the pinkette up - effectively shocking her awake.

"SAKURA!" Tajima cuddled the woman he adored before planting a kiss to her forehead, "Get some sleep now. I just needed my hug." This made Sakura giggle softly and the father of the family then grabbed his eldest son's ear before dragging him out of the room.

Thankful that everyone was now gone, Izuna closed AND locked his door. He was not going to have a missing pinkette in the morning thanks to his brother's raging hormones. Well, his were no better... but still. Taking off his shirt and climbing into bed next to Sakura, she then rolled over and laid her head against his broad bare chest while he held her.

"Mm... Izuna...?"

"Hm?"

"When did you get so muscular...?" Her voice trailed off at the end, signifying that she had indeed fallen asleep.

Once morning rolled around, Izuna did NOT want to wake up. Too comfy, too warm, too soft... wait, warm and soft? Long black lashes flew open to see Sakura and himself tangled up with one another in bed. 'It almost looks sexual...' Izuna sweat dropped at his own words but then realized... they were going to be late.

"FUCK!"

That was a wake up call if she had EVER heard one in her entire life. Shooting up and rubbing her eyes, she witnessed Izuna changing and honestly... did not care, "Izuna, is my toothbrush still here?" He nodded gently and she stood up gracefully. As she brushed her teeth, the raven placed clothing on the counter that would fit her and began brushing her mass amounts of hair.

Nodding at his work and Sakura now done brushing her teeth, the two then switched positions and she began to brush his silky locks. Once she was satisfied, the pinkette grabbed a hairband and tied his mass amounts of hair into a low ponytail. God... the girls went crazy over Izuna and one could see why. He was beautiful.

Damn Uchiha's.

Undressing in front of him, she then pulled on the new expensive looking silk blouse that was free flowing around her frame. The skinny jeans looked even more expensive with the DIAMONDS that were placed here and there to replace buttons. Then came the shoes... these sandals looked like they were in the triple digits cost wise, "Izuna! Why do you do this to me!?"

"It wasn't me. It was mom and dad. They love you," he answered as if it were so simple.

Groaning, she placed the sandals on and the two hurriedly grabbed their backpacks and cellphones before saying their good mornings and farewells. Izuna hadn't been tardy or absent as of yet, so he wasn't about to start now. By the time they got to school, he realized they made it on time and THAT was a big relief.

Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap.

Izuna knew Sakura would skip out on class, so once the bell rang, he offered to go and get her... again. The teacher nodded and chuckled, "All right Izuna, go ahead." Bingo, green light. The raven haired male bolted from the classroom, knowing exactly where the pinkette was.

Entering her favorite courtyard, the Uchiha male found the girl on her phone AGAIN... and as he did yesterday, he plucked the electronic from her hand, "Seriously Sakura? Again?" Furrowing her pink eyebrows, a huff was quick to release, "I'm not USED to having ALL of that attention on me Izuna! This is why I stopped spending the night at your house! I'm not a dress up doll!"

"Give me my phone Izuna!"

"No."

"WHY NOT!?"

"Because class has started."

Sakura never actually meant to skip her classes, because she was a great student and all of her teachers knew she could just be a TAD bit too spacey at times. Emerald orbs widened profoundly, as they did the day before, and she shot up, "FUCK! IZUNA JUST CARRY ME!"

Lifting her into his arms, Izuna bolted and once they were outside of their classroom door, the raven haired male set her down and she almost opened the door, "Sakura, wait!" He whispered softly to gain her attention, which obviously did the trick. She could feel his anxiety basically shooting through the roof now.

Looking towards the pinkette nervously with those sparkling onyx orbs she secretly loved so much, Izuna then finally spat the words out, "Did you forget that my big brother is coming down from the University today to be a guest speaker!? He's coming in to speak to those who wish to become a doctor one-on-one."

Considering her brain had been fried last night, she had no recollection of ever meeting Madara. In her eyes, he was always too moody to even keep his door open or even reply when Izuna said hello once he got home from school. It was almost as if he already knew they were there with him. It was the fact that Izuna always spoke so highly of his older brother, claiming, that one day, he too would study to become a doctor.

Rolling her emerald orbs at the panicking young man, the pinkette then teased, "Well, that just means you'll get to see your PRECIOUS big brother. Am I wrong?"

"Precious?"

"Precious." Was all she dryly repeated before opening the door to their classroom.

Standing tall and proud, Sakura, walked to her desk and sat down. People learned to not tease her after the first go around of sleeping over at Izuna's due to her temper, strength, and male best friends that now surrounded her. Izuna hurriedly scurried in after the pinkette, closing the door after him before rushing to his desk that sat directly next to her own.

On Sakura's opposing side, yet another Uchiha nudged her before whispering, "Sakura, pick and choose your words carefully with my cousin." In front of her, Naruto tilted his head back to gaze at the long haired pinkette before agreeing with the idiot, "He's not kidding Sakura... don't mess around with Madara."

"OKAY!" Sakura ended up yelling and shocking everyone within the class.

Noticing all eyes on her, the pinkette's face began to burn brightly - not liking to be stared at. Silence was all anyone heard... well, that and the agitated sounds of Sakura could also be heard due to Izuna playing with her long locks as he hummed gently, which made her less angered.

Izuna figured that Madara skipped out because he did not want to be around high school kids, even if he was in high school the year prior but was so brilliant that they allowed him to skip two grades. It was sudden, but the classroom door slammed open and made ALMOST everyone sit up straight within their seat.

Racing down the road on a rather expensive black and red motorcycle that, by all means, was meant for speed; all that could be heard was yelling through a speaker within the male's helmet followed by a sigh by the person it was owned by, "Yes father, I already told you, did I not? I am on my way to Izuna's school now." - "DON'T BE LATE MADARA! I MEAN IT!" - "Get lost." Grumpy was all that could be said about this picture as he hit the throttle.

Thankful he had jeans on, Madara pulled into the school and parked to see cheerleaders having their morning practice. Or as Madara called them... easy prey. Fishing in his storage compartment, the moody male found one of his form fitting black shirts with a v-neck and smirked. This was ALL a game to him.

Kicking the kickstand down, standing, and pulling off his helmet for his mass of unruly locks to fall into place, all of the cheerleaders then froze once they witnessed this god among humanity wearing no shirt. The tattoo on the left side of his chest, along with the tattoo on his right shoulder, rippled within the warm summer air; catching all of their gazes. As muscular as he was, he was an Uchiha, so he was no doubt - beautiful.

Yanking on his shirt that hugged every single muscle perfectly, Madara merely smirked at the girls and placed his helmet on the handle of his expensive motorcycle before turning and locking his vehicle as he walked away. Now walking, his face soured... he did not want to be here on his first day of summer break whenever they were supposed to all be meeting up at the Uchiha's private family beach.

Madara was not happy... not happy what-so-ever. Well, at least he got to wear a t-shirt and jeans, that he was thankful for. The t-shirt he picked, however, clung to his muscular form as if it were his very own skin and the jeans showed off every single muscle within his thighs.

Making graceful strides forward after promptly slamming the classroom door open, his long, wild locks chased after him as he entered the classroom. All he could seem notice was that majority of the girls in the classroom were now staring hungrily at him - and of course this only proved to make his ego even larger... but there was one female who did not even spare him a single glance.

Pink hair... seems familiar.

Watching the feisty pinkette slap his little brother's hands away from her hair was quite amusing to watch as he picked up on the sound of her harsh whispering, "Show your brother some damn respect and stop touching my hair!" This comment made the male snicker internally due to the fact that, that was all Izuna did.

Showed him respect.

His thoughts were quickly interrupted by the teacher that approached him, "Mr. Uchiha, thank you for joining us on the last day of school! It's nice to have you in my classroom again!" Grasping his chin as if trying to remember who in the fuck this jester was, it then dawned on him, "Ah, yes. Mr. Iruka, I do not mind joining for my little brother's sake, but I have to say," there was then a dreadfully long pause before Madara turned towards Iruka.

Smirking at what he was about to say, he simply said it, "I cannot say that I am happy to be back in your dreadful classroom again." This shocked Iruka to no ends. He had always known Madara to be extremely temperamental and self-centered, but this was just disrespectful. At least Izuna was very respectful and minded his manners - always kind and had a heart full of laughter.

"R-Right... Class, please welcome Uchiha Madara from Konoha University. Please quiet down now to listen to his lecture. If he asks questions and you know the answers, do not hesitate to raise your hand and wait to be called upon before answering." Iruka spoke out before returning to his desk nervously to sit and grade papers. He couldn't help it, Madara was intimidating.

Izuna and Sasuke both knew that Madara could practically talk to himself in a mirror if he had truly wanted to. So, all they did was brace themselves. After thirty minutes of the moody male speaking, he glanced up to see MANY students asleep, "Now, let me ask a simple question - if you even know the answer that is. What two natural drugs are used as sleeping aids?" Thanks to Sakura, Izuna knew and was about to raise his hand.

This only made Sakura drastically roll her eyes. Simple question... Izuna had called it. That eye roll did not go unnoticed though. Watching those vibrant emerald orbs roll pissed Madara off, yet he then gained a cocky smirk, "Eye roller, answer." Sakura's face instantly gained heat due to the fact that Madara was staring right at her. That's when Izuna's face... fell.

Feeling Izuna rub her back lightly, the pinkette released a gentle breath and calmed herself, "Chamomile and Valerian, sir. However, it is the root of the Valerian that is used as the sleeping aid, it must be crushed into a fine powder for a natural, fast acting sleep aid. The flower has a sweet scent and has been often been used for perfume due to its sweet aroma."

The answer... shocked Madara.

Pleased, he gave a toothy grin, "Ah, correct. You have done your homework. I look forward to speaking with you considering Izuna couldn't even remember those two simple herbs."

Izuna then looked mortified considering his older brother had just humiliated him in front of his entire class. Noticing the pissed off look his little brother gave him, Madara then grinned, "Tell me Izuna..." This is when Sakura took Izuna's hand within her left hand to calm him and... give him the answer.

"Are Valerian and Chamomile over the counter drugs, or must they be prescribed?" Madara tested and waited. Sakura's right hand then nonchalantly was placed on the top of her desk and Izuna got the message loud and clear before answering, "Over the counter." Surprised that his younger brother had answered correctly, he then witnessed the gleam within the pinkette's orbs as if mocking the older Uchiha.

Clearing his throat, Iruka then nodded, "Iz-" - "The eye roller first please." He could already tell that she was aiming to become a doctor.

Iruka could only nod nervously, "Sakura Haruno, please follow Mr. Uchiha into the next classroom please."

Standing, Sasuke and Izuna both then pinched the pinkette's firm backside - making her jump, gasp, and whack the two upside the head. Now bright red due to her butt being touched by not just one attractive male, but two, was more than enough to keep that red stain plastered on her face.

Entering the classroom with Madara, the door clicked shut and the two sat down to have one of the most boring conversations of her entire life. Why in the hell did he need to know her birth date, why her hair was pink, or a lot of other personal questions that she mindlessly answered.

Sick of this, Sakura sighed, "Okay, now that you now my ENTIRE biology, may I leave!?"

"No," was all Madara smoothly spoke.

Groaning, she wanted to face plant her desk, but there was no desk and she would end up face planting his crotch. Yeah, no thanks. For Madara, this was his chance, "Hop up on the desk, I'm just going to run a quick check-up on you. I will need you to remove your shirt and pants."

Weirdest check-up of her life... but whatever.

Shrugging, considering her boys had seen her half naked... and some had accidentally witnessed her naked before; the pinkette shed her top and bottom - missing the way Madara's singular onyx orb scanned over her body like an x-ray. Hopping onto the desk, Madara smiled to put her mind to rest that he was not going to do the unforgivable, "You must exercise quite a bit. You appear very healthy."

Raising his hands, he began to press on her core until reaching her pantie line - which his finger tips gently ghosted over and made her shudder slightly. Sure, Madara was handsome all right, but so were all other Uchiha's. Internally rolling his eyes at the shudder, knowing it wasn't because she was pleased, he then made eye contact with those striking emerald orbs, "I'm going to remove your bra to check for any lumps. All right?"

Harmless.

Nodding her head, the Uchiha male then unclasped the pinkette's bra and slowly slid it off of her body before bringing his masculine paws up to grasp her breasts gently. Not the biggest ones he had ever played with... a c-cup at best, but they were silky to the touch and fit perfectly within his palms. Feeling around, his hands then lingered for a moment and he smirked deviously, "You are a fool."

Narrowing her orbs at the male angrily, she then spat out, "Why do you say that!?"

"It is simple really, there was no check up," his deep chuckle rumbled throughout his entire chest until the feeling of one of the hardest bitch slaps he had EVER felt come into contact with his face. This slap was so harsh, it actually threw the Uchiha male to the ground and the pinkette pounced on him - straddling his hips as he gave her an all too amused facial expression.

Chuckling softly at her anger, he then leaned up and brushed his lips against her own, "You are a fun one to play with. No wonder my little brother keeps you around. That fire in your soul is beautiful."

Not really knowing what to say in return to that type of comment, all anger was then defused and she stood up grumbling before beginning to redress, "Asshole..." A colorful language as well? Well, well... isn't this his lucky day? Snickering, he walked forward and began to help place her bra back on, yet whispered, "Be a dear and do not wear one the next time you see me."

"HE DID WHAT!?" Izuna's wide eyed expression hoped that this was all a joke, and to be frank, Sasuke was in no better position considering food now fell from his mouth for all in the lunchroom to see. Nodding her head, she took Izuna's hands and placed them on her breasts, which he didn't mind so much, "Yup, he tricked me and felt me up - just like you're doing now."

The long haired raven then gave an unenthusiastic facial expression as his hands fell from her chest, "Sakura, why did you BELIEVE him!? I have warned you MANY times that my big brother is crafty!" Naruto then tilted his head and gave a devilish and devious gleam that the pinkette knew all too well, "So, how much did you moan, because we didn't exactly hear you, ya know?"

Red. BRIGHT DAMN RED.

"NARUTO! IT WASN'T LIKE THAT! HE TRICKED ME AND SAID IT WAS A CHECK-UP!" The pinkette screeched angrily. Izuna then looked towards his only female best friend, whom, at the moment was heaving angrily, "Sakura, you know that he's not just a doctor in training right? He's the leader of Uchiha Enterprise. Don't mess with him... seriously, he hangs with some dangerous people."

Whenever Izuna called it Uchiha Enterprise, he had to explain to the pinkette that all they sold were motorcycles and firearms - well, and the fact that they owned a few bars and dance clubs as well. Sasuke had to pitch in and add his two cents by saying in a hushed tone that there have been rumors of drug selling going around as well. Both Uchiha's warned Sakura to stay away from Madara permanently.

Emerald orbs widened slightly, "What in the HELL!? He's only nineteen!" Sasuke nodded slightly as if he didn't fully understand the entire situation either, "Yeah, I don't get it either. You know, it's going to be great that we all will be going to the same college." A dry look was all she could give her boys before putting on an act, "Oh, I know! I just don't know what I would have done without you guys!"

All three males playfully rolled their eyes at the feigning pinkette until a pair of rather LARGE breasts slammed into Izuna's face, "Izuna~!" Again, he wasn't complaining, but now he couldn't breathe, "Ino - can't - breathe," this made the blonde back off and chuckle before sitting down, "So did you all decide on a college?"

All four of them nodded and spoke in unison, "Konoha University." Ino's face instantly fell, knowing her scores would NEVER get her into a school such as Konoha University. Honestly, her scores were so low that she had to attend prep school to help her prepare for a University.

A loser's school.

Izuna knew why Ino was so down, but didn't particularly care. Turning to Sakura, the long haired raven then leaned his cheek into his open palm, "Sakura, my family is going to their private beach for a month and said I could invite anyone I wanted. You know my mom and dad will want to see you. Wanna come?"

"No."

Pouting now, Izuna frowned, "Why not!?" Groaning, the pinkette ran her fingers through her long, shiny locks, "Because, if I want to become a doctor then I need to study all summer long AND you JUST told me to stay away from Madara!" This is when Naruto tsked playfully as if he were talking to his very own sister, "All work and no play will make Sakura a dull girl, ya know?"

Now, even Sasuke coaxed her, "Come on Sakura, it will be fun! One month won't kill you! Besides, I heard Madara isn't even attending." Grasping each side of her head, the pinkette groaned even louder in annoyance, "I said NO! I have a LOT of work to study and learn. Summer is not just time for me to go and slack off! NO MEANS NO YOU GUYS!" Ino then frowned, "Sakura, come on, even I'm going."

"Not you too Ino..." Sakura muttered in frustration, yet Izuna was not going to give up.

School, long since been released, yet they were all still there considering the pinkette refused to budge, "NO IZUNA! I MEAN IT! NO, NO, NO, AND NO!" Izuna folded his arms, "What's the big deal? Sasuke, Naruto, and Ino are going! It's just for a month Sakura and it's summer break! My family owns a beach house, now I'm taking you with or without your permission. Now, let's go and get you a bathing suit since I ruined yours last year."

Continuing to refuse; Izuna, Sasuke, and Naruto then picked the flailing pinkette up before throwing her into the passenger seat of Izuna's SUV and making her pout instantly. It was no secret to anyone, really, those two really should just come out and say the words they mean to say to one another. It was long over-due. Turning his head and grinning as he started his car, Izuna spoke, "Your dad already said you could go, too."

Folding her arms, she already knew Izuna was going to take her to some rich place that she WOULDN'T want to buy anything at. Yet, she couldn't help but admire at how flawless he was. As he drove, a smirk crept onto the long haired raven's face due to knowing that she was staring in awe before extending a single masculine hand to Sakura.

Defeated.

Sighing heavily, Sakura placed her hand within Izuna's large palm, yet, no one else could actually see what they were doing. Pulling into a parking space, she had been right... here there were in the famed Amaterasu shopping strip that was owned by the Uchiha's. Everyone EXCEPT Sakura exited the car, making Izuna groan.

Sasuke already looked nervous due to his cousin not noticing right off of the back, "Izuna..." Turning his head towards his short haired doppelganger and tilting his head, Izuna answered, "Hm?" It was bad when even Naruto notices these things, because he then spilled it for his closest friend, "Izuna, Madara is here," the blonde proceeded to point towards the moody male's expensive motorcycle, which made Izuna's eyes widen.

"Okay, I know all of the shops he goes to. Don't worry." Izuna spoke as if he were unsure of the words he were even speaking before directing his attention back to Sakura, who STILL refused to get out of the car.

Walking to the passenger side, Izuna opened the door and held his hand out, "Come on, hold my hand," he gave a playful wink to the pinkette. God damn him. Grumbling was ALL she could possibly do as she exited the car and took his hand, "You know... I was surprised when your brother didn't call on you. ESPECIALLY AFTER I TUTORED YOU ALL NIGHT TO MAKE SURE YOU HAD THE DAMN THINGS MEMORIZED!"

Naruto then snickered playfully, "Looks like Madara wants your dick Sakura." Rolling her emerald orbs drastically, she gave a very unladylike snort before retorting with, "Oh yeah, it's real impressive... let me whip it out," her unenthusiastic tone jingled out. This only made all of the men within the group die of laughter.

Men.

Madara was in the Amaterasu shopping strip looking for a new bathing suit due to his having a hole in them. Such a shame, it was a two thousand dollar bathing suit. A woman followed him as he pointed to ones he liked and she would hastily take it off of the rack before neatly resting it over her arm.

Hearing the jingle to the store door did not phase him until he heard, "Big brother!?" Lazily glancing up, Madara nodded towards Izuna, "Ah, hello Izuna. Sasuke, it's wonderful to see you as well." Sasuke gave a nod as if it were just SO thrilling to see his egotistical cousin. Naruto then happily waved, "Hey there Madara!"

The blonde was always too loud and acted as if he were a chicken with his head cut off, but, he humored his little brother, "Hello Naruto. What brings you in?" Naruto grinned cheekily, forgetting that if they came into contact with Madara, Sakura's name was taboo, "We're here to get a new bathing suit for Sakura since Izuna ruined hers last year!"

Tilting his head slightly, that's when he saw her hiding behind Izuna. Onyx jewels appeared so amused that he could barely contain himself, "Sakura, I'm not going to kill you." He could already hear her groaning and that's when she knew what to do, "Izuna?" She walked out into the open, yet close to his body - causing Madara's orbs to narrow, as if silently daring her to do it.

Flicking her emerald orbs towards Madara as if saying 'yeah, fuck you' with a grin plastered onto her nothing than less perfect lips. Izuna rapidly blinked and slightly tilted his head, "Hm?" Noticing his ponytail, the pinkette shot her hand forward and took hold of those silk based locks before gently guiding him down and pressing her lips to his.

Silent fury was all Izuna witnessed.

Yet, the moment the pinkette's lips touched the long haired raven's lips, she oddly felt... nothing. No butterflies, no excitement, no racing heart... nothing; BUT it was enough to piss Madara off to the point that he sulked forward, grabbed the pinkette, and dragged her to an open changing room that locked upon closing.

Once that door closed Sakura placed her back against the wall with terrified emerald orbs, "Madara stop," she pathetically whimpered out and tried to hide her shame for such a pathetic sound even being produced from her vocal cords. He was not going to hear this bullshit as he stalked towards her like a predator in the jungle.

Yet the moment he was right in front of her, he stopped and placed his hands on either sides of her head as he whispered almost seductively within her ear, "You enjoy angering me, do you not?" That single whisper sent a shock through her body, yet, again he surprised her.

Merely placing his lips on her forehead, the moody male snickered, "Come, let us find you a bathing suit." Great... more Uchiha's to dote on her. Here, just let me insert the sarcasm card for a moment. Clearly not amused by his little display of terror, the pinkette scowled, "THAT WASN'T FUNNY MADARA!"

Rolling his beautiful onyx orbs, Madara held his enormous hand out to her and the pinkette could only gawk, "Dear GOD your hands are HUGE!" Grinning, Madara could only jest now, "You know what they say about big hands..." Pausing, Sakura instantly turned fifty shades of red and now felt like a red rainbow before he chose to continue, "Big gloves."

UGH! UCHIHA'S!

Not looking amused at this point, Sakura realized she wouldn't be getting out of here UNLESS she took this asshole's hand. Huffing, the pinkette placed her hand within Madara's and felt a tingle she had not once felt before with Izuna and it made her look up silently at this handsome man as he exited the room with her hand in his own.

Izuna was NOT happy. Storming up to his older brother, Izuna opened his mouth, yet Sakura held up her hand, "I made a deal with him Izuna. I told him I'd let him take me shopping for angering him." A crafty lie on her part, but she honestly did not know what these feelings were as of yet.

Sakura gave the younger Uchiha brother a saddened smile, yet that's when Madara made his own lie, "That is not all though. She also agreed to go to the Uchiha beach house on my motorcycle." The pinkette didn't know if she wanted that much time together with Madara, so she spoke up, "No I didn't!" From what Izuna told her, it was a full days drive.

Not happy that this precious female was going to be taken from his company, he gave a slightly possessive rumble that made her take a big step back, "I agreed to let you take me shopping! Isn't that enough for you!?" Izuna folded his arms and snapped around with a disrespectful grin that his big brother actually witnessed, "We'll be waiting in the car for you."

"Okay Izuna." The pinkette mumbled softly with a hurt expression. Once the gang of fools was gone, Madara looked back towards her, "Why did you lie?" Scowling softly, Sakura then folded her arms across her chest, "You wouldn't let me go! So I had to make up something! Any time I tried to pull away, your muscles would harden! Now can we just get this over with!?"

The moody male's face fell slightly, "Sakura, I don't let other people ride my motorcycle. I'm sensitive and do not like it when people stand directly behind me. So for me to even indicate that I was allowing you to ride on my bike, well, you noticed the shocked expressions Izuna and Sasuke held."

Nodding her head unknowingly due to being lost in thought, she did not snap out of her daze until Madara began to happily browse around for her - her fingers now laced through his. Turning his head and calling over the woman that had been holding all of his bathing suits, Madara then softly asked, "I would like it if you picked out my bathing suit."

She was not Ino, she did NOT enjoy shopping. There were so many other productive tasks that she could be achieving right now. Seeing a dark blue and crimson red men's bathing suit, the pinkette pointed, "That one. Kind of matches your hair, yet, the red gives off a nice flare."

Giving an amused facial expression, he grasped his chin lightly and closed his eyes as light humming could then be clearly heard, "Hm, yes. I do think you are right." Now wanting to tease the pinkette, he placed the real bathing suit on his belt before grasping a bathing suit made of only strings, "Yes, this should do nicely for you."

Feeling a rough punch to the head, Sakura's face bled red, "THAT'S ONLY STRINGS!" Madara then groaned in agony and rubbed the back of his head tenderly as he spoke, "I was merely kidding Sakura. Oh, by the way. I do plan to buy you a months worth of clothing. Do not even thing of defying me."

Emerald orbs then dropped to the ground and she then groaned, "How LONG is this going to take!?" Unhooking the real bikini from behind him and showing it to her, the pinkette then blinked rapidly. It was red with diamonds scattered here and there tastefully. In other words...

Sakura loved it and Madara could see it.

Shopping spree now complete and dusk was now upon them, Sakura gently yawned - completely exhausted from playing Barbie all afternoon as the male with the long and unruly locks handed her a shirt of his own with a gentle blush caressing his cheeks, "Come now, you can change in Izuna's car." Madara noted, causing her to sleepily nod, "Okay."

Noticing her teetering form as if she were drunk, the moody male lifted the precious woman into his arms and made his way back to his bike; fully knowing Izuna would be parked close by. With Sakura being so tired, now he was kind of wishing he was taking his expensive truck that normally was used to take motorcycles on display.

He had been right. His little brother was parked directly across from his motorcycle. Opening his brother's passenger door, he merely gave a glance to the blonde female that screamed, 'move, NOW' and Ino quickly scrambled to the backseat of the SUV before the sleeping pinkette was placed down.

Glancing towards his dense younger brother, the older brother furrowed his eyebrows, "You do not expect me to carry all of this clothing on my motorcycle, do you? Trunk, now!" Izuna popped the trunk and Madara placed all of the bags in with a gentle sigh - making Sasuke look back, "You okay Madara?"

"Hm? Yes, why would I not be," he replied nonchalantly.

Walking back up to the passenger door, Izuna held a confused facial expression, "Big brother? What is Sakura clinging to?" This is when the devil in Madara arose, "Ah... that would be one of my shirts." This only pissed Izuna off and the minute he ripped that shirt out of the sleeping beauty's hand, she popped awake, "Huh...?"

By now, the older Uchiha brother was now slinging his leg over his motorcycle and placing his helmet on before turning the beautifully crafted two wheeled vehicle over so that the engine began to roar and hum. Glancing back, Madara gained an amused facial expression that confused Izuna, well, that is until he turned his head and witnessed the pinkette pulling her shirt off and replacing it with his brother's.

"S-SAKURA!" Izuna hissed out while scowling.

"What...?" The pinkette yawned out as she yanked her pants down.

Pulling his gloves on while his younger brother bitched at Sakura, Madara's eyes flicked to Sasuke's and Naruto's beyond reddened facial expressions and was now curious. Walking his bike over, the older Uchiha brother used his middle knuckle to tap on the window. Seeing the window roll down and hearing his little brother's angered, "What!?" Madara rose a delicate eyebrow until shifting his gaze to Izuna's lap.

There she was in all of her glory in HIS shirt. Victory. Wait... she is not wearing pants!? Blood began to rush down south pretty quick, but all he did was hold a stoic hand up as a means to say farewell due to seeing a bit too much, "I shall see you tomorrow Izuna." Izuna angrily nodded his head and clenched his teeth, but before Madara could speed off, he spoke, "Brother... tomorrow, we spar."

Grinning like a madman now, Madara nodded and took off with Izuna and his gang close behind.

A day passed and Sakura did not know how she slept through the entire trip. Well, to her defense, road trips always made her sleepy. Finally parked, Izuna gently shook the sleeping beauty, "Sakura, we're here." Emerald orbs fluttered open tiredly and she soon stretched across his lap, "Mm... Izuna, you make a good pillow and your clothes smell extra good today."

This is when the younger Uchiha brother froze, "Sakura..." - "Hm?" - "That's Madara's shirt." The venom laced behind those words were all too apparent, but he quickly let it go with a gentle sigh, "Here, let me go get you some shorts since you will be under attack soon. Want comfy or formal?" All she did was rub her eyes and that was enough of an answer for him.

Stepping out of his SUV, he walked to the back and opened his trunk before pulling out a pair of form fitting black shorts. Sakura wasn't much of a shoe person during the summer time, so there was no need. Walking to the drivers door, he noticed someone inside already and sweat dropped, "Shisui, couldn't wait could you?"

"Hell no, not with her in her panties." Shisui snickered and ran his finger at the seams of the pinkette's boyshort panties - causing a massive blush to arise. Raising his fist, Izuna rammed it across Shisui's head, "I SWEAR! YOU'RE JUST AS BAD AS MY BIG BROTHER!"

Clutching his head in agony, the older Uchiha male groaned until Sakura huffed, "Oh, enough. Shisui has seen me naked anyway," the dangerous tone that followed had both Uchiha's backing away. Sakura pulled the comfy shorts on and promptly shoved the male sitting next to her out so that he comically landed face first on the ground.

Izuna already knew all Uchiha's would soon be gathering at the lake and then once it became too dangerous to drink around the water, they would move to the bar. Turning around, that's when he realized the pinkette had vanished. Rushing to the water, thinking this was his brother's doing, he found Madara already drinking but he did not see Sakura, "What the...?"

"Itachi... seriously...? You're going to give Izuna a heart attack," the pinkette scolded angrily, which only made Itachi chuckle, "Oh, he will manage. How have you been?" Rolling her eyes, Sakura was just about to answer until she was swept off the ground and lifted into the air, "SAKURA!"

Squeaking, she realized as to whom was speaking to her and giggled happily, "Obito!" For better or for worse, she wasn't sure, but Obito was one of her absolute favorites and he even knew it. The man rubbed it in poor Izuna's face for a year straight that he was her favorite once he had figured it out.

Setting the pinkette down, she then took hold of both Obito's and Itachi's hands - standing in the center of the two men as the three walked, "I've been good Itachi, how about you?" Itachi made a slight frown, "Well, I'd be better if I hadn't had to hide the fact that the Senju will be joining us this year from our leader."

Sakura had definitely heard of the Senju's due to their incredible hospitals. How could she not have heard of them whenever she, herself, wanted to become a doctor? Honestly, one day Sakura hoped she would become a doctor so grand that she would be hired by one of the many Senju hospitals.

It was almost on cue, because just then, a mass load of cars began to show up and Itachi formally excused himself just in case Madara should decide to attack. The pinkette was also aware that the two families were like oil and water... never mixing correctly and always rubbing one another the wrong way entirely.

"Sakura? Sakura? SAKURA!" Obito finally yelled out to gain the pinkette's attention, which thankfully worked, "What's wrong Obito?" Obito shook his head and laughed, "Come on, I'll introduce you to the Senju family. There is Hashirama, nineteen. Tobirama, same age as you, eighteen. Itama, sixteen. Kawarama, fifteen." Nodding her head, she then heard a loud, "IZUMI, STOP IT! YOU DON'T HAVE TO DOTE ON ME!"

As they neared the Senju group, Sakura was quick to notice Izumi was loving on a young boy that held a cross shaped scar on the right side of his cheek. The fifteen year old Uchiha girl was quick to "think pink" and her head snapped to the side, "SISTER!" Sakura had no clue why Izumi continued to call her sister, but hey, more power to her.

Noticing all eyes on her now, the pinkette really wanted to hide in Obito's shirt. Clearing his throat and ripping their attention away from the pink haired lass, Obito then gave a soft chuckle, "This is Sakura. Please do not stare at her, it makes her highly uncomfortable." Hashirama then gave one of the kindest smiles she had ever witnessed before approaching her.

Obito pat her shoulder and stepped off to the side so that she could actually talk to Hashirama. Nervous was all she felt, yet shakily, she held her hand out, "H-Hello, my name is Sakura Haruno." A soft blush came to her cheeks and the brunette's eyes began to sparkle before snatching the pinkette up in a big bear hug, "Hello, Sakura! My name is-" - "HASHIRAMA!"

Tilting his head up to see Madara bolting in a drunken state of mind towards him, Hashirama waved and chirped out, "Madara!" - 'THAT BASTARD! HE PLANS TO TAKE WHAT IS MINE!' Madara internally roared in his drunken stupor. Sakura sighed heavily and took a step away from the lovable brunette before turning towards the angered man who she could read like a book at the moment.

Eye twitching furiously, the pinkette brought up her hand once he was in range and slapped him to the ground with ease, "NOW STOP THAT!" Pink brows furrowed with complete rage at this point, Sakura continued, "YOU DO NOT OWN ME!" Huffing angrily, Sakura then plopped down on the male's back while he complained and groaned about being bitch slapped to the ground AGAIN.

Hashirama bubbled over with laughter, placing his hands on his hips and leaning back as he did so. Calming himself, the brunette wiped a tear of sheer joy from his eye due to the sight in front of him, "Madara, it looks like you've finally met your match!" All Madara could do was prop his head up as the pinkette sat on his back, "Hm, if you say so."

Just as the brunette began to snicker, that snickering was cut off by a very mature voice, "ELDER BROTHER! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING!?" Sakura tilted her head to see an extremely handsome man that was her age, yet oddly had silver hair. The silver hair did not look bad on him by any means though, if anything it made those soft red orbs he adorned pop out brilliantly, yet his gaze was stern and focused.

"He's handsome," the pinkette admitted aloud for everyone to hear. Hashirama gained a gleeful look and instantly snatched Sakura from her muscular bench. Not knowing where the brunette was taking her, she nervously mumbled, "H-Hashirama? Where are we going?" As Hashirama walked, he snatched his silver haired little brother up as well and knew to gain some distance.

Okay, maybe he went too far... oh well, Tobirama knew the way back. Hashirama then snapped his fingers once he placed both confused parties down, "Ah! I forgot to speak with Madara about something! I'll be back!" With that, the brunette rushed off and grabbed Madara. Leaving out the detail that he had just played match maker with Sakura and Tobirama.

Now all he had to do was drink to pass the time! Noticing a LOT of distressed Uchiha's, Hashirama thought nothing of it... the girl's last name was not Uchiha and usually Uchiha's did not care about non-clan members. Now that he thought about it, he realized, some Uchiha's were still treated like outcasts. It was almost as if they were a gang, not a clan. Well... Hashirama wouldn't be too far off in this line of thinking.

The moment Tobirama watched his elder brother ditch him, his mouth dropped open slightly. Here he was, with an odd pink haired girl... it was such an ugly dye job. Why pink? Was it her favorite color? Or was this just the color for the month? He had met those kinds of girls before and found them repulsive.

Sakura could feel those gentle red orbs piercing her as if a sword had just been stabbed through her chest. Nervously turning towards him, the pinkette kept her voice low, "Uh... my name is Sakura, what about you?" Snapping out of it, Tobirama lightly folded his arms as his deep and masculine tone rang out, "Tobirama Senju. Why do you dye your hair such a dreadful color?"

Emerald orbs peered down, "O-Oh... it's not dyed. It's natural... I'm sorry you find my hair color to be dreadful." Turning, Sakura began to walk away, but she was quickly stopped, "Oh, I'm sorry. Forgive my rudeness. I'm constantly asked the same thing so I suppose I just hardened my heart over the years," Tobirama gently exclaimed to her, which, she supposed made sense.

Offering his arm to her like a gentleman, he watched her long hair sway to see the Uchiha clan crest, "An Uchiha?" Sakura could hear the confusion held within Tobirama's tone and it only made her chuckle softly, "Ah, no. I'm wearing Madara's shirt to be comfortable. I wear Izuna's clothing too. I'm... not wealthy, so I don't feel comfortable wearing all of those triple digit priced clothing. Besides, I like how they smell."

At least she was being honest and Tobirama could appreciate that much, "You like how they smell?" The pinkette blushed and nodded as she took Tobirama's arm, noticing... he smelled glorious as well, "Maybe I'll start stealing your shirts, because you smell really good too," she playfully teased.

Tobirama instantly turned bright red, "If you want one of my shirts then you can have one." Chuckling softly at the silver haired teen as they walked, Sakura then gained a devious gleam - no thanks to Naruto, "Does that mean I get the one off of your back?" Watching this man freeze was simply priceless and Sakura instantly bubbled over with giggles, "I'm kidding Tobi~"

Lifting an eyebrow at the nickname, he then huffed, "Did you just call me Tobi?" Oh, she was having fun with this one. Slowly stopping and gently pressing her body to his, he instantly began to light up like a firework, "That's right... Tobi." Tobirama could feel every curve of Sakura's and slowly brought his hands up to place them on her hips.

Knowing her game now, the silver haired Senju smirked and began to slowly run his hands up and down the pinkette's sides; which in terms, made her flustered. Now the hunt began.

Elsewhere, Izuna had been a damned nervous wreck and it was taking its tole on him. In other words, he was now drinking with his brother, "Big brother, it's not fair! You get EVERYTHING!" Madara had always known that Izuna was a lightweight, but this display was simply unsightly for an Uchiha. Hashirama, drunk now, slung his arm over Izuna's shoulder, "AW! What's wrong Izuna!"

Looking up with those sparkling onyx jewels, Izuna slightly whimpered, "I can't find Sakura anywhere Hashirama!" Hashirama deemed it fit to play with the younger Uchiha brother's long raven locks during his drunken stupor and then accidentally spilled what he was supposed to keep a secret, "Don't you worry! She's safe! Sakura is with Tobirama right now! Maybe I'll get a niece or nephew to spoil!"

Izuna's head shot towards where his brother had been sitting, but, Madara was gone, "Hashirama! Madara is infatuated with Sakura!" - "Well, so are you." Hashirama admitted out loud, making the long haired raven turn a deep shade of red, "Hashirama, SHH! Don't tell anyone!"

Shisui's face STILL hurt, but the alcohol was numbing the pain. Noticing pink, he rushed to her and swooped her up before twirling the pinkette around, "Sakura! Come drink with me! Pwease?" Lifting a delicate brow, Sakura figured it was the least she could do after shoving him out of Izuna's SUV today, "Fine, fine. How about a contest?" Noticing the fire in the man's eyes, the pinkette sweat dropped.

Competitive Uchiha's...

"HELL YEAH! THAT'S MY GIRL!" Shisui roared with playful fits of laughter as he tugged her along. Turning her head back to Tobirama, Sakura motioned for him to come too and he lightly shook his head. He had never been a fan of drinking and probably never would be.

Sakura, long since gone, Tobirama noticed someone running towards him until skidding to a stop, "Madara?" Heaving like a madman and having burned off majority of his alcohol by now, the moody male growled out, "Where is Sakura?" Lifting a single brow, he then pointed towards the ocean front where he had been drinking earlier, "Shisui came and Sakura challenged him to a drinking contest."

Nodding his head and turning, Madara then smirked, "Would you like a lovely tea party dress and a sun hat? Considering you cannot even handle alcohol." Tobirama shot Madara a glare, only making the Uchiha male snicker, "Well, my offer does still stand princess." Roaring with laughter now, Madara dashed towards Sakura.

"SSSAAAKKKUUURRRAAA! YOU'RE LOSHING!" Shisui slurred out as he took another shot. Sakura was actually winning by a landslide whenever Madara skidded up to witness Shisui pass out cold. Tilting her head up to see Madara, Sakura instantly stood and Madara grasped her wrist, "Ah-ah. I shall challenge you next."

Gaining an annoyed facial expression, the pinkette then growled out, "WHY SHOULD I!?" This made the leader of the Uchiha's grin, "Because, you are wearing my shirt." She loved the way he smelled... but his ego pushed her to yank his shirt off and throw it at him, "THERE! NOW I'M NOT!" Hearing many whistles now, Sakura covered her breasts and grumbled as she walked away; passing a pissed off Tobirama in the process.

Tobirama looked mortified that the pinkette was no longer wearing a shirt and quickly took his off before handing it to her, "Sakura, where did your shirt go!?" Sakura sighed heavily as if saying, 'PLEASE stop asking' and he could only nod as she pulled his t-shirt on. She wanted to find Izuna, snuggle up, and go to bed. Alcohol made her... a tad too frisky for her liking.

"Tobi? Do you know where Izuna is?" Sakura asked softly, her emerald orbs pleading. Nodding his head, the silver headed Senju motioned for the pinkette to follow and that's exactly what she did. Walking into the bar, Sakura sought out the younger Uchiha brother out like a heat seeking missile until she pinpointed him, "Izuna, c-can we go to bed...?"

He had been so down, that the moment he heard the precious female's voice, he turned and rushed to her, "Of course." Izuna was aware that Sakura could not sleep in new places unless she had someone familiar with her and he didn't mind if she snuggled with him for the remainder of the trip.

Sober now, Izuna lifted Sakura into his arms and could instantly tell that she had been drinking considering she hid her face within his hair to press kisses against the silkiness of his neck. Rushing out before anyone noticed, Izuna then made it back to his room panting heavily as he whispered in a groan, "You enjoy torturing me don't you?" He chuckled softly to try and relieve some of the pressure down under as he placed Sakura on his bed.

Walking to his door, the Uchiha male locked it before shedding his top and discarding it to the side. Sakura was his first in many ways. First female friend, first interest, first desire, first love, and first in bed. Collapsing beside her, and placing a single arm over his eyes; Izuna then breathed out a chuckle, "Now she shall commence her torture."

And oh did he love the way she tortured him.

All he felt were her legs straddling his hips. Those creamy, silky, and desirable legs he had left bruising love bites on in more than just one encounter. Oh how he wished she was his. Izuna had been so lost in thought, that Sakura stopped all movements and moved his arm away from his handsome face, "What's bothering you?" That's when he noticed it...

Sakura was no longer wearing his older brother's shirt that held ties to the Uchiha clan. No, that would have been a far better alternative. Now she was wearing the white shirt bearing the Senju crest that belonged to Tobirama and that sent him into a frenzy. Narrowing his orbs at her dangerously, the pinkette actually looked shocked that such a sweet man held such a look of hate and disgust.

It was far too sudden, but all she heard was his angered roar, "GET OUT!" Emerald orbs widened immensely before filling with angered tears, "YOU DIDN'T EVEN ASK HOW I GOT IT YOU ASSHOLE!" Shooting off of the bed, Sakura was already running out of the house whenever Tajima caught her, "Whoa there, calm down Sakura..."

Breaking down was all she could do and Sasuke finally found here, "THERE you are! I have been worried about you!" Sasuke could have cared less if she wore Tobirama's shirt as of now, people always ended up swapping clothing at these events so it really wasn't a big shock to him.

"I-I'm going to take a walk..." Sakura whispered and began to make graceful strides away until she sat at the beach alone. Madara walked up beside her and sat down shakily, obviously heavily intoxicated at this point, "Sakura what's wrong?" He honestly couldn't sit up and the pinkette could even see that, making her sigh and take his head before placing it in her lap.

This only made him chuckle and hand her a bottle of heavy liquor, "Drown your sorrows with me." This made Sakura glance towards Madara, "You have sorrows...?" This made him sadly snicker, "But of course I do." Taking the bottle from him, Sakura effectively chugged the entire bottle, yet still appeared sober, "Ew, that tasted gross."

Adjusting in her lap, a contempt sigh was released from his lips until they spoke in unison, "We need more alcohol." A roar of laughter was then heard on the moody male's behalf and slowly he sat up, "Shall we? I like this peace and quiet... we can come back right after." This made the pinkette smile gently, "Sure." Walking side by side, Madara then groaned out, "You do not plan to use me as a bench again, do you?"

Flicking her orbs towards him darkly, yet playfully, Sakura grinned...

"Don't know, haven't decided yet."