DISCLAIMER: I do not own Naruto or any other characters belonging to the Anime series. However, I do own the characters that were created by me – they will make their appearances in the later chapters.

Summary:Sakura and Tenten – both FBI Agents – are on a vital mission to eradicate one of America's largest and most feared Mafia Gangs. Sakura has no memory of her past. What happens as she finds the missing pieces when she encounters the mesmerizing, drop-dead attractive, Sasuke Uchiha, leader of the gang?

WARNING: This Fan-fiction contains VERY explicit content in later chapters. If sexual content and mild violence bothers you, then it is advised that you discontinue reading this fiction immediately.

NOTE: 'Inner Sakura

'Thoughts' (Except for the short preface at the beginning of each chapter)

Narrator's POV

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NOTE: It is required that readers pay GREAT ATTENTION to THE FOLLOWING CHARACTERS (their background history so far, observations they made etc.):Sakura, Tenten, Temari. I will notify if there are other characters to pay attention to in later chapters.

THIS STORY CONTAINS THE FOLLOWING COUPLES: SasuSaku (MAIN), NejiTen, ShikaTema and NaruHina. (AND THAT IS FINAL)

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS VERY MATURE CONTENT. IF BOTHERED BY MATERIAL OF THIS SORT PLEASE DISCONTINUE READING!

CHAPTER FIVE

A Quantum of Memory

To trust someone is not an easy task and can be dangerous, depending on the situation. Trustworthiness is built by honesty, faith and responsibility. It is a moral that is considered a virtue. The only person you can trust in this world is yourself. The only person your secrets are safe with is yourself. The world is presently a dangerous place, which is why independence has become important. Independence – independence is to be able to do anything for yourself on your own. In this world you would find it hard to trust people for there is more bad than good out there…

"Hn, you're so annoying, Sakura Uchiha…"

Sakura was too stunned by the said sentence from the Uchiha, to even say a word. She was confused, but her target remained fixed upon the Uchiha still.

"WHAT! TEME HAS A SISTER?" Naruto asked in shock.

"No, Dobe. She's… my wife," Sasuke said, not letting his gaze stray from Sakura.

Everyone in the room seemed to have frozen, on hearing the Uchiha's words. Sakura was wondering if she had heard correctly. Was the Uchiha trying to mess with her head? She knew that these guys had access to Anko's FBI Database, which meant that they could have known of Sakura's background history. After all, every agent's files linked somehow or the other.

"How do I know that you're not just trying to brainwash me because I know nothing of my past? Huh?" Sakura demanded. This was a possibility. After somehow learning of Sakura's memory disorder, it was easy for Sasuke to play with her mind. And, being the victim of this disorder, Sakura knew it would do her well to keep that in mind.

"I'm not. Just hear me out," Sasuke implored.

"I'm listening."

SIX YEARS AGO

A nineteen year old Sakura grabbed her books and headed out of the room. It had been another hard day at Scottsville Med School. She had one more year until she would start practical training as an intern at a hospital. She walked along the parking lot. She unfortunately, had to walk home because her 2005 Chevy Equinox ride was taken in for servicing by the company.

"Hey Sakura!" she heard someone hail her out and turned around to see who it was.

"Hello, Yuki!" Sakura greeted.

"Sakura, since it is Friday, would you like to come with Misao and me to the Island Bar?" Yuki offered.

"Sure," Sakura accepted. Yuki and Misao were Sakura's best friends from since college. They were also studying Medicine at Scottsville Med School.

"I'll meet you guys there," Sakura said to them when she saw a man dressed entirely in black, approaching her. Her father, Riku Haruno, had sent a body guard to escort her home via car transportation. Her father was the leader of a famous and feared Mafia gang, Kurotsuki. Because of the fact that Kurotsuki was despised by many other gangs, Riku Haruno took extra precautions with his daughter. Sakura was an easy target for the other gangs to take as hostage.

"Ms. Sakura Haruno, your father has-" "Yeah, yeah, I know. He sent you to escort me home. Unfortunately, your services won't be needed today, Sir," Sakura cut the man off.

"And why is that?" he asked.

"I'll be with my friends in a private get-together," she lied. Sakura knew that it was wrong to lie about her safety. Her father was a very violent man, but his daughter's safety was of utmost importance.

At the bar, Sakura, Yuki and Misao ordered almost every one of their favorite drinks from vodkas to cocktails, but they knew that it was wise to drink responsibly if they did not want to end up in unfamiliar bedrooms the next day. Then they found themselves on the dance floor, dancing the night away in a vulgar fashion; moving their bodies against any male character on the stage. Sakura did not know about her other two friends, but she made sure to stay in control. The last thing she wanted was, having to face her father with news of pregnancy. Sakura checked the time – 11:30 p.m.

"I'm sorry guys, but I'll be heading out now. You both know how my father is," Sakura said to her friends who nodded. Surely they had no clue that Sakura's family was involved in criminal activity. Riku Haruno made it very clear to Sakura that it remained a secret. Sakura walked through the streets. It was very dark and the atmosphere was cold, even though she had her jacket on. Sakura was tired of being looked after as if she were a helpless child. She knew that it was wrong to deceive her father, but it was the only way she could attain some form of freedom. She passed an alleyway and was about to cross the street, when four dark figures appeared from the darkness behind her. It was obvious they were from the alleyway and after seeing her pass by, they decided to reveal themselves. She began to speed up her paces, and then broke into a run. She heard one of the men shout, "You can't outrun us bitch!", and their footpaces quickened rapidly – they were chasing after her.

Now, Sakura wished that she had not sent the bodyguard off. Her heart was beating quickly and she felt as if her legs were not carrying her fast and far enough. Not paying attention to the ground, Sakura did not see the steps ahead and unfortunately tripped. She was panting; panting because of fear and fatigue. She managed to stand up and run again, but not fast enough. She felt someone harshly grab her arm and swing her around, causing her back to slam against the cement wall.

"You thought you could run away bitch?" a man said, his face close up to hers. His hands tightly pinned her neck to the wall while the other traveled down to her thighs. Sakura squirmed.

"Please let me go!" Sakura begged. The man brought his lips to her ear and said in a low, husky voice, "No." The other men cackled boisterously and suddenly stopped. Sakura too, had heard the audible sound of a gun tilt. The man, whose hands were on her, turned around to meet a pair of onyx gazes. The man let go of Sakura quickly and put his hand up surrender.

"It'll just be a waste of my time if I kill you, so just leave!" the armed man ordered the men who wasted no time and ran off. Then, the onyx-eyed man put his gun back into the jacket.

"You alright?" he asked Sakura, who was still recovering from the shock. She nodded.

"I'm Sasuke. Sasuke Uchiha," he said.

"Sakura Haruno," she introduced. Sasuke's head whipped around at the sound of her name.

"You're Riku Haruno's daughter, aren't you?" he asked. She nodded again. Sakura knew that the Uchihas' gang and the Harunos' gang were foes. Sakura picked up her bag and turned to Sasuke.

"Thanks," she said quietly and turned to go her way.

"Wait!" he said. She faced him again. "Get in the car. I'll give you a ride home," he said. She did not even realize his black Chevy Camaro.

Sakura walked into her home and sighed. There was no sign of human presence in the kitchen or living room. Everyone, she presumed, had gone to sleep. It was either that or her father had an important meeting. She slowly made her way up to her room. She walked in without even bothering to close the door behind her and dropped her bag onto her bed. The door slammed shut and at the sound of it, Sakura's head spun around to see a furious man, his emerald eyes looking fierce through the white strands of silken hair covering them.

"Care to explain why you're late?" he demanded with rage.

"Father...I-I was –" "DON'T YOU DARE LIE TO ME!" he yelled, knowing that his daughter was coming up with an excuse as she stuttered. "I saw you outside with the Uchiha's son!" he spat, swinging his hand across, leaving a bruise as he slapped her.

"Never in my life had I thought that you would be so disobedient," he said with fury. "I cannot believe that I was stupid enough to think that a mistake like you could be accepted as a daughter!" And with that said, he gave her two blows to the stomach, causing her to cough up rosy red, blood.

"Father…please stop," she managed to mumble in pain. She felt as if her stomach would burst open with the pain she was enduring. Tears were welling up in her eyes and were on the verge of spilling over.

"Stand up!" he ordered.

In fear of more physical violation, Sakura stood up immediately and tried to avoid the pain. "You will get cleaned up and act as if none of this happened. As of now, you will be home-schooled," he said before storming out of the room, shutting the door behind him. Sakura's legs failed her once again and she fell to the floor, sobbing violently.

She swung the bag over her shoulders and opened the window wider. Too long had she suffered at the hands of her violent father; too long was she deprived of her freedom as a human being. The need to escape this hell became more intense and now she was about to fulfill it. Steadying her balance on the roof, she walked towards the edge. There were no guards in sight because at the main household, no guards were needed. Sakura jumped off the edge and landed on her left foot and right knee; in stealth.

By 3:00 a.m. on the next morning, Sakura was as far as possible from the Kurotsuki Residential Grounds. She had checked into a motel, but she knew that she could not stay for long for her father would have already discovered her absence and send search parties. She knew that he would go as far as to alert the gang's alliances so that they too would send search troops. She left her belongings in her motel room and headed to the nearest cafeteria to have breakfast a cup of black coffee. Sakura knew that she could not keep running all the time. But she was not planning on surrendering either. She would need to change many things – her apparel, her ID. Her hair was already a huge give-away. Sakura ensured that she stole enough money from her father to last her at least three months. But it was only enough to provide her with shelter, food and clothing.

When Sakura got back to her motel, she figured that it would be best to get a little rest and continue on the road at night. Traveling was made easier with the aid of a stolen car from an old man's junk yard. She sprawled out on the bed, thinking. It was something she had done often – try to fall asleep as she thought. As she did so, she remembered the Uchiha.

'Sasuke Uchiha. Maybe he can help me.' She thought.

In the night Sakura drove to the Onikage Residential Grounds. She asked to speak with Sasuke, but the guards did not allow her to. She turned around to leave, but her body would not move an inch and then somehow, she felt like waiting. Sakura sat outside the residential grounds, waiting.

'Waiting for what?' She thought. 'Is he really going to just show up?' And, then her eyes began to feel heavy…

"I was told you wanted to see me."

Sakura's head shot up. Sasuke's eyes widened in shock when he saw the bruise across Sakura's left cheek. "What happened to you?" he asked. Then, Sakura had no choice but to explain everything to him. Sasuke did not seem to care. He just remained silent and left her. Sakura did not cry about it. She knew that it was Sasuke's choice to help her or not. Nothing was his fault – it was not his fault that her father would beat her everyday nor was it his fault for her not being able to have her own life. Just as she was about to leave, she heard footsteps coming from the direction of the residential grounds.

"There she is," she heard Sasuke say.

"Okay," said another man with a low voice. Sakura could not see who the man accompanying Sasuke was until he stood in the moonlight. He had sharp features just like Sasuke. In fact, he even looked a lot like Sasuke, except older. He had the same onyx glares and handsome features. His hair was longer though, and tied into a low ponytail.

"Sakura, this is my brother, Itachi. Don't worry, we'll handle everything," Sasuke said to her. Itachi spoke to the security guards, letting them know that no one was to know of Sakura's stay at the Uchiha compound. However, the next morning, a bit of conflict aroused between a father and his sons.

"I know you are a bit uneasy about this, father but –" "A bit? Do you have any idea what she can cause? How do you even know that she's not a spy for her father's gang?" Fugaku Uchiha demanded of his two sons.

The argument went on until both Itachi and Sasuke brought their father to understand the situation. Of course, that called for Sakura's story to be revealed. Later, Mikoto Uchiha, Sasuke and Itachi's mother, tended to Sakura's bruises. The Uchihas treated Sakura well. As expected, one day, three of Kurotsuki's men visited Onikage's residential area, asking for Sakura. Obeying their orders, the security just simply denied that they had seen her. With the help of Fugaku and Mikoto Uchiha, Sakura was able to continue studying at a different Med School. She cherished the new life that had been given to her and was able to create new friendships at her new School. Sakura had the life she always wanted – the life of a normal individual. However, Sakura was not allowed to travel by herself. One of the Uchihas escorted her to and from places, which was why she refrained from going to unnecessary places. Sasuke was usually the one to escort her. He never talked much and whenever she tried to make a conversation – which were mainly questions – Sasuke would tell her that she was annoying. After three months, Mikoto had already grown fond of Sakura.

After nine months, Sakura graduated and was a new intern at St. Mary's Hospital. Mikoto had convinced her husband that it was safe enough to allow Sakura to drive home by herself. Sakura had just returned home and made their way to the dining table with the rest of the Uchiha family for dinner. Everyone was at the table excepting for Itachi and his father. Two months ago, Itachi had been granted his wish to join the Akatsuki gang, so he no longer lived in Onikage's residential area. Fugaku, on the other hand, Sakura thought, had to attend a meeting or something of that sort. After all, he was the leader of Onikage.

"Sakura, there's something we need to tell you," Mikoto said, glancing at her son. Sakura looked at Sasuke who was just starring at his food. She could tell, clearly, that something was bothering him.

"What is it, Mrs. Uchiha?" Sakura asked the raven-haired woman, politely.

"This evening, the family (Uchiha family), learnt of Fugaku's… his…my husband died," Mikoto choked out, trying the swallow her sobs. And at that, Sasuke rose up from his seat and stormed off upstairs. Sakura was alarmed by his sudden action, but did not need an explanation for it. She knew that he was upset. Mikoto watched the direction her son took off to and sighed.

"Fugaku requested that I give you this," Mikoto said, handing Sakura a white envelope. She took it, her mind filled with total curiosity. She opened it and unfolded the white parchment of paper. It was a letter, from…Fugaku.

Dear Sakura,

I know that you may not have known me very well and nor I, but I must say that I enjoyed your company very much. I always saw you as part of my family. What I am about to ask of you will be a bit of a shocker, but I'm asking that you consider it. As you know, Itachi has officially joined "Akatsuki" by request, and now that I am no longer alive, the leadership of "Onikage" has been passed down to Sasuke. However, if anything should happen to Sasuke, the leadership would be out of the Uchiha name and that will cause disorder and conflict among the other members of this gang. And, for that reason, I am asking you to accept Sasuke's proposal for marriage and bear an Uchiha heir. Sasuke is already aware of the arrangements. However, if you refuse, I understand. Again, I ask you to think about my request.

Fugaku Uchiha.

"Sakura, if you don't want to, then we'll understand," Mikoto said when she saw that Sakura was finished reading the letter. Now Sakura knew why Sasuke was so upset earlier. Even though she was not very close to him, she understood a little of his personality well. He was not interested in girls and he was not gay either. Sasuke was just a man who, like his father, had every interest in the gang. If Sasuke had to get married, he would only do it if it was for the sake of the gang. There would be no love in the relationship. This much she knew. That night, Sakura went to her room in the guest house and meditated on her thoughts. She thought about everything this family had done for her. She had never gotten the chance to tell Fugaku how grateful she was or do anything on that behalf. Sakura decided that by choosing to marry Sasuke, she would be able to show her appreciation and Fugaku would be content. At this point, she could not care less about her happiness or of love because the Uchihas had done so much for her; too much. Settled with her decision, Sakura rested head on her pillow, and was fast asleep.

Sasuke never liked huge weddings. They involved dancing which he hated. Instead the matrimonial ceremony was formal and brief. Mikoto agreed with him that the wedding should be like that since it was two days after his father's funeral. It would seem inappropriate to have a party while they were still in mourning of him. The invited guests were Itachi along with two representatives of Akatsuki – Pein and Konan and Sasuke's grandparents – Mikoto's parents and Fugaku's parents. Somehow, Sakura wished that her parents could have been there – even her father. That was they way she dreamed of her wedding – having the support of her parents; seeing her mother's bright face; feeling her father's arm in hers as he escorted her down the aisle. Sakura still loved her father after everything he had done to her. She was glad to know that even though she was a 'mistake', her father still accepted her into his life; helped her mother care for her; support her financially. Yes, Sakura's mother, Tomoe Yoshida, was accidentally impregnated by Riku Haruno when they indulged in a careless act, driven by lust. Riku had no other option but to marry Tomoe. He could never neglect her, because he loved her.

After the wedding, all of Sakura's belongings were moved to Sasuke's room. They were married and so, they were expected to act as married Uchihas. Sakura was putting her intern uniform into the closet. Sasuke entered the room and pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his slightly built, fair skinned, torso.

"I'm gonna take a shower," he told Sakura who just nodded in response. She tried to hide her feeling of awkwardness, but she knew Sasuke would see right through her. She had already taken a bath when Sasuke was downstairs, so she took this time to change into her pajamas – a peach-colored vest with matching long pants. By the time she was done, Sasuke had also finished in the bathroom. He got dressed and laid next to Sakura's resting body, on the bed. Not being familiar with sharing a bed with a male character, Sakura shifted a little more on her side, hoping that Sasuke had enough space.

"If you continue doing that, you will fall off, you know," she heard the man say to her in a non-emotional tone, his voice like that of a god's.

"Sorry," she apologized and returned to her normal position.

A month passed after the wedding. Sakura was awoken before Sasuke. She had gotten paged by one of her superiors at the hospital. She tried her best not make any noise that would wake Sasuke, but unfortunately, he was a light sleeper. She did not notice that he was awake from the moment she left the bed.

"Where are you going?" he asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry for waking you! Um…I got paged. I need to go to the hospital," she responded.

"Would you like me to drive you there, or are you comfortable going by yourself?" he asked.

"I'm fine."

And with that said, she left the room, wishing him a good morning.

Sakura and the other interns were allowed to have a break after witnessing a major heart surgery. Her friends were heading to the café, but Sakura just wanted some time to think; think about the fact that very soon, she would have to carry an Uchiha heir, just as Fugaku had requested. She was not sure if she was ready – if her body was ready to handle it. After all, she was only twenty. In the blink of an eye, the day was finally over – not that she was looking forward to seeing Sasuke. He never really talked much. And that mere fact made her nervous around him. Every word that came out of her mouth was annoying, so she thought that it was best to be quiet around him. As she made her way toward her car, she heard someone call her name.

"Sakura, is that really you?"

She turned around to meet the face of a mischievous-looking man with a grin on his face.

"K-Kiba?" Sakura stuttered. Standing before her was her old friend from college, Kiba Inuzuka, a man with a passion for dogs.

"Long time no see, Ms. Haruno," he greeted and chuckled.

"It's Mrs. Uchiha now," she corrected and gave him a warm hug.

"You're married! Congratulations!"

Sakura forced a smile.

"Who is the lucky guy?" he asked.

"No one you know, but his name is Sasuke Uchiha."

"I've heard of him. He's a wealthy businessman," Kiba said to her and she nodded.

"So, what are you doing here?" she asked the man.

"Well I'm training to become a veterinarian," he answered.

"That's great! Seems like we have a lot of catching up to do! Let's go have some coffee," Sakura offered and Kiba accepted.

The bartender put Sasuke and Itachi's drinks on the table and said, "If there's anything else you need, just holler!" Itachi just nodded and took a sip of his drink.

"You know bro, mother and I are expecting baby bumps pretty soon," Itachi teased and Sasuke just glared at him.

"We both know that you aren't very good at this kind of stuff-" "I don't need your assistance!" Sasuke spat.

"Oh, I can see that!" Itachi said, chuckling again. He knew very well that his brother was not experienced in this factor. Ignoring Sasuke's comment, he continued, "Knowing Sakura, you'll need to soften her up a bit so that she completely forgets that this whole thing was arranged. Then, you'll be able to jump her. Try sending her nice things – things she'd like."

Sasuke looked up at his brother. Inwardly, he was glad for the advice, but did not show it.

"I have some place I need to be," he lied and got up from his seat.

"Hn," Itachi said responded.

Sasuke glanced across to the café opposite the bar. What he saw was no very hard to miss – a pink haired woman, sitting at a table and having some coffee with…a man. Why was Sakura conversing so comfortably with another guy? 'She looks a little too comfortable' he thought and began to cross the street. The sight was definitely not pleasant to Sasuke's eyes.

"Shouldn't you be at the hospital?" Sakura heard a man from behind her ask and turned to see that it was Sasuke. She stood up to greet and introduce him to her friend.

"Oh, I was finished at the hospital and was about to head on home until I bumped into an old friend here," she explained, gesturing to Kiba who immediately stood up and shook Sasuke's hand.

"I'm Kiba. Kiba Inuzuka," he introduced himself.

"Sasuke Uchiha," Sasuke said.

Sakura was relieved that Sasuke did not say anything that was inappropriate or try to make a big scene. Sasuke and Kiba spoke for little while, until Sakura said, "Um…I'm kind of tired, so I think I'll head home now."

"I'll go with you," Sasuke said.

"Um…but don't you have your car to drive?" she asked him.

"No. Itachi and I were at the bar across the road. I took a ride with him and intended to walk home."

"C'mon. I'll drive," Sasuke beckoned her.

In the car, Sasuke was quiet. He spoke only when he was asked a question.

"So what have you been up to today?" she asked.

"Nothing," was his reply.

"Did you say 'hi' to Itachi for me?"

"No."

"I know you're upset," Sakura said in hope that he would open up to her about the situation.

"You're annoying," he answered. After hearing that, Sakura let the silence overtake the atmosphere. Once they got home, he never said a word to her.

"Sasuke, I'm sorry," she said to him. He pulled his shirt over his head. He did not even bother to respond. Clearly he was angry, she knew it.

"Look, Kiba and I are just friends and nothing more," she tried to explain, but was suddenly cut off by Sasuke.

"Then why do I feel the need to ensure that he's not the one to taint you?" Sakura was shocked by his words, but remained quiet. Why would Kiba want to jump her?

"You don't understand your place as the wife of an Uchiha! You are forbidden from corresponding like that with other men! It's disgraceful when a man finds his wife having such affairs in public areas with other men!" Those words were practically shouted at her.

"I'm sorry, I did not know," she mumbled under her breath. Without saying another word, Sasuke stormed out the room to god-knows-where. Sakura could not help the tears that were overflowing from her red eyes. She had to remind herself that she was only doing this for Fugaku and Mikoto, and that it would not be wise to expect any love in her arranged relationship with Sasuke. Her crying eased; her thoughts drifted away and soon she fell into a deep slumber.

The next day was Saturday. Sakura did not have to be at the hospital until 1:00p.m. So she decided to sleep in. She figured that Sasuke did not sleep on the bed as it remained the same from the night before – no sheet wrinkles; pillows still fluffed. After an hour or so, Sakura woke up, washed herself and made her way down to the kitchen to prepare something to eat. She walked over the refrigerator to see what was available to cook. It was then she realized the note on its door.

Sakura,

I am sorry for what I said yesterday night. It makes me feel guilty to know how upset you are and for that I am truly sorry. I wanted to make it up to you in some way which is why I bought you breakfast – it's in the microwave. I won't be home until 10:00 so don't stay up for me.

Sasuke.

Sakura smiled. 'So, the Ice Prince does have a conscience,' she thought and walked over to the microwave. When she opened it, she was greeted by the rich scent of hot coffee and a large cinnamon donut. Her cheeks reddened. At least her husband knew one thing she loved – coffee.

That night, Sakura could not sleep. She had woken to see if Sasuke had return, but he did not. That made Sakura uneasy and it was impossible to sleep, so she ended up reading through one of her medical textbooks. The door opened and Sakura eagerly looked up. It was Sasuke, and he looked somewhat stressed.

"I thought I told you not to wait for me," he said, grabbing his towel.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't sleep," Sakura answered and closed her book and then pulled the covers over her.

In a few minutes, she knew Sasuke was done showering when she felt the bed sink a little on his side – the side she was facing.

Her eyes were closed. She looked rather peaceful when she slept. She looked so…innocent. The way her unusual hair fell on her face; the way her lips were – perfect and soft…it made her look so beautiful. Sasuke found that his hand automatically reached over to her face. His thumb stroke away the strands of hair on her smooth, fair face. And with the slightest touch of his gentle hands, her eyes slowly opened to see Uchiha Sasuke looking back at her.

He brought his lips to her ears and whispered, "I want you." The huskiness of his voice completely turned her on. His lips crashed onto hers and she allowed him to explore every inch of her mouth with his alluring tongue. His lips were soft and tempted her to taste more and so, she kissed him back with equal fierceness. A moan escaped her lips – she wanted more. But then Sasuke neglected her lips and moved to her neck, leaving trailing kisses as his mouth traveled down to her collar bone, sucking it fiercely and leaving a faint, red hickey in its wake. Sasuke inhaled deeply, taking in her intoxicating scent; the scent that flooded his mind with only one thing – lust. His hands automatically slid off the fabric that was keeping her from him, making her shudder when his hand touched her bare skin. All that was left now was her lacy bra and panty. Hastily, he unclasped her bra and tossed it aside. Then she felt one of his hands grasp her left breast, massaging it as his mouth moved to her flat stomach. Sakura felt his hardness on her thigh, causing a throbbing between her legs. Sasuke's free hand traveled to her lower region and when it felt the other piece of fabric, he began to tug on it.

The feeling was too incontrollable – the throbbing between his thighs; the need to claim every part of her right then and there. He stopped kissing her when his hand felt the wet substance at her entrance.

"Look at me, Sa-ku-ra," he commanded with his husky, seductive voice. She had not realized when he took off his entire coverings. She looked at him with her lust-filled emerald orbs which slowly scanned him from his tempting, godlike face, to his full erection. She felt more, hot, wet liquid ooze out of her folds.

"Hn," Sasuke smirked seductively before parting her legs from each other with his knees. Sakura could help the feeling of ecstasy has his hands traveled up and down her legs. A moan of pleasure escaped her lips.

"Sasuke…"

He could tell that she was literally begging for him. Fulfilling her wish, Sasuke propped himself with his hands on both sides of her and wasting no time, he entered and exited her slowly, afraid to cause her any harm.

"Faster…" she begged in a sweet and seductive tone – a plead that he could not refuse. He quickened his pace in respond to her plead causing her moans to become frequent. Her moans of pleasure then turned to cries of pain when he plunged a little harder into her. He did not move inside of her, aware of the situation. Sakura's hand clutched the sheets tightly and a small amount of blood seeped through the creasing between his member and her womanhood.

"Shh, it's okay. It will pass. Just tell me when you're ready," Sasuke sweetly said to her, keeping his lower region still and stroking her cheeks. When the pain eased, Sakura nodded to assure Sasuke that she was alright and that they could continue with their lustful act. Every thrust Sasuke made was deeper than the previous. Sakura then felt a sudden, overwhelming jolt of pleasure mixed with pain. Her body cringed with elation – a new lust. But she knew the feeling would not last long. She wanted Sasuke to plunge deeper into her.

"More…" was all she could manage to moan out before her insides were filled with hot liquids that did not belong to her.

"Sakura…" he moaned as he released his lust into her, feeling the pleasures it brought with it.

The feeling she had before had now gone completely and was replaced with tedium. Sasuke moved over to his side before collapsing on the bed. They were both still breathing hard, their naked bodies covered under the sheets.

"Sasuke…I love you." That was what Sasuke thought he heard her mumble before they both dozed off into a deep sleep.

The next morning was all about tears for Sakura when she woke to find that Sasuke was not with her. Sakura had snapped back into reality. He was the same old Sasuke she had known before they had sex last night – the one that would leave very early in the morning and not care. He had just used her to fulfill his urges. But when he returned home, he said nothing to her. He had not even mentioned anything about what had happened last night. Sasuke just showered and went out again. It was Sunday. Sakura was allowed Sundays off from the hospital to see to her personal needs.

Sasuke did not want to believe what he had heard last night. A stroll in the park was what he needed to cure the weird feeling he had in his throat and stomach.

'Sasuke, I love you.' Those words…

It seemed like the more he thought about those words, the more he thought he heard correctly. The only feeling he felt for her was merely lust. Nothing more; nothing less. He could not return her kinds of feelings because he knew he did not feel them. If he were to tell her that he loved her, it would be a lie.

'Sakura,' that name just kept sounding in his head. He was aware that he had moaned out her name that night, but wanted believe strongly that it was only because of his urges. Sasuke kept walking down the road deep in thought. His concentration was broken when his eyes caught sight of a woman with brown hair and emerald eyes, playing with her baby boy in the park. 'Still, she would fulfill her duties as a mother very well,' he said thinking of Sakura.

"Hn, Sakura…that name is so…annoying," he said to himself and continued walking.

Sakura set the table, putting her sandwich near her cup of coffee. Just then, Sasuke returned home, causing Sakura to jump when he barged into the kitchen. She settled down and finished her sandwich and then looked at her coffee. Somehow, she did not feel for it. She did not know if it was because of her nervousness due to Sasuke's presence, but it was surely unlike her to neglect coffee. Without thinking further, she took up the cup from the table and poured the liquid down the sink. Sasuke starred in amazement.

"What?" Sakura asked with a dubious look on her face.

"Nothing," he answered, deciding to forget about Sakura's queer action.

Sakura could not sleep. Everything seemed to have been a bother to her – the cats outside, mating; the wind blowing. Sakura knew she was still anxious, a consequence of certain recent events that happened between her and Sasuke. She tossed around on the bed, in hope to find a comfy spot, when suddenly she felt two arms drape around her tightly.

"I'm fine, Sasuke," Sakura said to him, thinking that he would let go of her.

"No, it's not. If you continue to move around like that, I'd lose sleep. I have an important meeting tomorrow with Akatsuki and I need my rest."

"Sorry," she apologized and closed her eyes.

A Few Weeks Later…

Sakura opened her eyes slowly, and was face-to-face with the digital clock. It was 10:15 a.m.

"Shit! I overslept!" she yelped and hurried to the bathroom…

When she came out, she found that Sasuke had returned home from the meeting he had talked about last night. He was lying on the bed.

"Why the hell didn't you wake me?" she yelled at him, "You knew I had to be at the hospital, so why didn't you wake me? Why does everything have to be about-"

"Would you be quiet and listen for a moment, Sakura? No, I did not wake you up…because you're…pregnant." Sasuke said to her.

"I'm what?"

"Think about it – you get turned off by certain of your favorite indulgent, especially coffee, threw up several mornings and not to mention those annoying emotional breakdowns…and now, you're acting like a complete bitch," Sasuke pointed out to her. She just starred at him.

"And I thought you were the one training to become a doctor," he said coolly. Tears welled up in her eyes. She did not know if her body would be able to handle carrying a child for nine whole months. Sasuke, seeming to understand her feelings, walked over to his wife and pulled her into his arms but said nothing. He knew that this had happened by his intention. It was the way things were supposed to work out.

XXX

During the months of Sakura's pregnancy, Sasuke had gotten a lot closer to her. He had become more protective and possessive of her. He had finally accepted his true feelings for her; he faced the fact – he loved her truly, but was unwilling to show that affection in public. When they were alone, he would kiss her and tell her that he loved her, but when they were outside of the Uchiha compound, it was expected to see the normal Ice Prince Sasuke. The baby usually moved around a lot in Sakura's womb when it heard its father's voice. That was what gave Sakura the impression that it was a girl.

Nine months later, Sasuke sat in the waiting room. It had been an hour and Sasuke was already starting to get impatient. Mikoto had gone into the delivery room to help Sakura and Sasuke was unfortunately left with Itachi who constantly teased his little brother about many things, just to annoy him to death.

"Mr. Uchiha," nurse came out with a serious look on her face.

"Congratulations! It's a baby girl!"

Sasuke was finally able to hold his child in his arms; the child that had her mother's eyes and her father's raven-black hair and deity-like expression.

"What shall we call her?" Sakura asked. Sasuke looked down at his wife who was on the hospital bed.

"Kagerou Uchiha," was his reply.

Sakura sat alone in the living room. She was expecting her child and her husband to return soon from the hospital. They had gone to see Mikoto, who was ill. She had been suffering from Sickle Cell Trait, which fortunately, was not passed on to Itachi or Sasuke. The doctor said that it would not be long before her body decided to give up completely. Kagerou was five months. Sakura would have gone with them, but since she had returned home from a long day of work, Sasuke had insisted that she rested at home instead.

As she lay back on the sofa, she thought that she heard heavy footsteps coming from upstairs. Quickly, she got up, cautiously walked up the stairs with a knife in her hand. She hoped that she had been hallucinating because Sakura knew that if anyone had broken into the house, she would not be able to defend herself – she was extremely tired. She kept walking up the staircase. But before she could even make to the top, an outburst and the shattering of windows were heard and the entire house was engulfed in a white light…

PRESENT

If the Uchiha's words were true, then, it would appear that Sakura had lost her memory in the explosion. That was a smart way to put things if he knew about her memory loss – which she kept at the back of her head.

"I thought you died in the explosion," Sasuke said to her. Even the other gangsters were listening intently to Sasuke's story.

"But still, Uchiha, you have no proof that any of this is real," Sakura stated, her position remained the same.

"Oh, I do," Sasuke said with a smirk. "Shikamaru, get Kagerou."

Sakura frowned. From what Sasuke had just told her, Kagerou was his daughter – this she remembered. The child did not necessarily have to be hers. This could all be lies. Not long after, Shikamaru returned with a little girl who looked as if she were around the age of four. She had eye-catching, emerald-green eyes and beautiful, black, silken hair.

"Sakura, this is Kagerou Uchiha; Kagerou, this is…your mother," Sasuke said. Kagerou ran behind her father when she looked up to see Sakura pointing a gun at Sasuke.

"I don't think she likes what she sees," Sasuke said to Sakura, who slowly lowered her gun. It was just a child. Sakura knelt down at the little girl's level and told Sasuke, "I still need evidence that this child here is really my daughter. I need a DNA test run." Sakura needed to make sure that the Uchiha's words were truthful. She decided inwardly that she would stay at the gang's abode until the results of the DNA test came back. But she would not let her guard down.

Sasuke agreed to Sakura's plan. Tenten growled and stormed off inside the hallway behind Sasuke. Shikamaru was about to run after her, when Sakura said, "Leave her be. She's just upset."

'She's upset with me,' Sakura added inwardly.

"There's one more question I need to ask," Sakura said to Sasuke.

"What's that?" he asked, turning around.

"Did you murder Tsunade, Kurenai and her infant?"

"I had no business with them," was all he said before leaving the room.

Sakura told Sasuke that she would rather spend the night in the Assembly Suite. That was because there was an easy access to an exit, should anything happen. She never fell asleep because her mind was just…uneasy and filled with so many thoughts. Tenten was angry with her for some reason; she found out about possibly having a daughter; she was married to a Mafia gangster and she had not even a quantum of memory of what Sasuke had told her…

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