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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, mild violence and aggressive language bother 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

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Irrational Speech

Tenten gazed out the car window at the unfamiliar surroundings of Oakwood City while Neji sat beside her in his usual silence which she had grown so accustomed to over the past few days. In the front seats of the car sat Sasuke, the driver and in the passenger's seat was Sakura. Before leaving the Onikage Residence, Tenten informed Temari of her and Sakura's secret plans and gave them both a word of warning, cautioning them about keeping everything from the wrong ears, including Shikamaru.

Within fifteen minutes, they arrived at their first destination – Oakwood Airport.

"Hyuuga, remember – I want updates," Sasuke said firmly to Neji who just glared in response. There was no need to remind him. Sakura said her final goodbyes to Tenten.

"We'll keep in touch," Sakura said to Tenten who simply nodded.

Tenten, having felt that she had warned Sakura enough, then said her words of departure and turned to catch up with Neji. She cursed herself inwardly for reminding her that she had to act as Hanako Hyuuga, Neji's wife. But she was glad that in reality, she was not. Shortly after dealing with the matters concerning the flight tickets and the seats, Neji and Tenten, along with the other passengers who were going to Tokyo, Japan, were told to board their respective flight.

When Tenten's body rested on the cushioned seats in the plane, she suddenly regretted taking the sleeping pills last night. She felt drowsy from the way her back sank into the soft backrest of her seat. Very slowly, her eyes began to close and her head began to fell light as the sleepiness overtook her completely. She became unaware of her surroundings as her mind drifted to her own temporary, unconscious, world; and her head began to fall to the side, and then rested on something firm, yet comfortable. Neji was fully aware that Tenten had just fallen asleep on his shoulder, but, he did not shake her off…

Neji walked out of the bathroom, fully clothed as he ruffled his long mane with his towel. He prepared himself to meditate in the corner of his room, seeing that he had been deprived from his usual spot, outside in the porch because of the rain. He glanced across the room to the bed where Tenten laid, pretending to be asleep and she was not very good at it. Who was she trying to fool?

"If I were you, I would get some rest," he told her icily.

"Well, I'm glad that I'm not you, Hyuuga," Tenten replied bitterly.

"Hn, that careless act might very well affect the mission," he stated. Tenten said nothing at this. His words were followed by silence and from that she knew he had already begun to meditate. Silently, she got up and headed into the bathroom. On the bathroom counter, she found her sleeping pills and took one of them before retreating to the bed. When she returned to the bedroom, she saw that Neji remained unmoved from his position. She could tell that his mind was at peace from the look on his face. He looked beautiful, she had to admit. Then, paying heed to Neji's words, Tenten crawled under the covers of the bed and fell into an immediate slumber. She knew that the trip to Japan would be long and sleep was truly and very much needed.

Shikamaru hooked up the wires in their designated jacks of a 'troublesome' device he made specifically for tracing calls. He called it the STAT TRACER and it was designed to get the locations of the owner of any phone including other personal info once the phone number was provided. The phone-like device was then connected to his laptop and then it began to scan Orochimaru's cell phone number. Sakura had high hopes of finding important details on Orochimaru from this source. The computer screen was black and white wordings and numbers were seen moving upwards. Sakura and Temari sat patiently as this went on for twenty minutes. But, the results were disappointing – the phone number was, as the computer said, invalid.

"I guess we need to find some other way to find this guy…" Temari stated in boredom. Temari was now three months pregnant and only had a little, hardly visible bulge in the stomach. During the past few days, she had been having strong cravings for sex and she seemed rather energetic. Those were the symptoms she loved but the part she hated was after the orgasm. Usually after she and Shikamaru made love she would get a lot of menacing cramps. But that never stopped them; no.

"What a pain…this never happened before," Shikamaru said, "unless…"

"Unless what?!" Sakura snapped, frustrated.

"Unless Orochimaru found out that Karin's dead; that we had access to Karin's phone in order to get his number," Shikamaru explained, "Sakura, did you call Orochimaru?"

She shook her head. Neither did Temari do anything of that sort. The only person Sakura could think about was…Tenten…

8:30 PM LATER THAT DAY

Neji helped Tenten get the luggage out of the taxi and into the hotel lobby. Sasuke had already arranged a hotel suite for them. Tenten was physically tired, even after her long nap during the flight. She was very embarrassed when she found that she had fallen asleep on Neji's shoulder. Yes, she was tried, but she did not want to sleep. Stressed was the better way to describe how she felt. From the brochure of Japan that she got from the airport, she learned about the different types of Sake – a Japanese alcoholic beverage; she definitely wanted to try some of those.

She walked into the bathroom to change into casual clothing. She had to admit, she felt posh in this hotel suite. Everything seemed to rich and elegant – in their bedroom, each corner of the room was occupied by mythical sculptures – Japanese ones; the walls had very mesmerizing dragon-like engravings. Neji was setting up his laptop at the moment. Their plan was to hack into Doragon's surveillance system and monitor the internal and external features of that Mafia's compound. Neji assumed that they would be keeping the disk in the mansion itself. He just needed to know where.

"Neji, I'm going down to the bar. Call me if you need me," Tenten informed him and before she could make a move, he spoke up.

"Don't do anything stupid. It'll ruin the mission."

Tenten, although angry, did not bother to argue. She knew that it would only anger her more if she heard anymore of his contradicting words, so she simply left the room.

Neji grunted as the door slammed shut. He hated Tenten; he hated her stubborn ways and hasty attitude. Without wasting another minute, he continued to set up his equipment. He knew that hacking into Doragon's surveillance would take some time, but he wanted to get this done before the Mafia gang actually proceeded to use the disk. Neji also put up three other monitors so that the surveillance could cover the entire mansion. This took an hour and the rest of the time was spent trying to hack into the gang's system. Neji figured that it would be a little difficult as all Mafia gangs were cautious about security measures. But then again, he thought, there would always be a flaw; and because of that flaw, there would be a way to break through. After all, they too were humans just like him; they too had blind spots.

But sometimes those flaws would be so tiny, making it harder to find. Neji was impressed at their security levels; however, he too was a genius. Though, now all he could think about was rest. He glanced over at the clock on the wall. It was very late and that was not the only thing he noticed – Tenten had not yet returned to the suite. Neji grunted. It was obvious that she had gotten drunk or was it otherwise? He grunted again – with her being drunk, Tenten could very well blow her cover. When he arrived at the bar, which was located in the hotel itself, Neji looked around for any sign of the woman in childish buns. He sighed when he concluded that Tenten was not in the bar. Neji turned to the bartender and asked, "Excuse me sir, but have you seen a woman with hair tied into a pair of buns in this bar?"

"Hmm…I'm afraid so!" the man said with a slightly annoyed expression. "I had that bitch thrown out! She was trashing the whole God damn place!" the man exclaimed, now angry.

"Hn, I'm sorry for the inconveniences my wife caused," Neji said icily before walking out the bar and into the pouring rain outside of the hotel. Saying those words were a bit hard, calling Tenten his wife. That could and would never be, no. He doubted that Tenten could have gotten too far, knowing that she was drunk. He walked up the street until he reached the alley. His clothes were drenched from the falling rain. He stopped at the alleyway only because a small sound was heard from there – a small sob. His pale, curious eyes narrowed as he tried to make out the image before him. It did not take him long to realize who it was – Tenten. Tenten's back was against the concrete wall, her buns were undone. She too was drenched and in her right hand was a bottle of whiskey. He walked over to her and got to her level.

"Leave me alone," she muttered, her breath containing the scent of alcohol. He saw that she was crying from her bloodshot eyes. He grabbed the bottle out of her hand and flung it aside.

"You fool," he said to her as he picked her up into his arms, "your carelessness could have cost us the success of the mission!" But the drunken Tenten seemed to have not heard that. Instead her mood suddenly changed and she giggled.

"You have such strong arms…you know that?" she said before giggling again. Neji ignored that comment, grunted and then proceeded to take her back to their hotel suite. Once they got there, Neji rested the drunken woman on the bed and made a move to leave when she grabbed his shirt, not wanting to let go. He grabbed her wrists and violently broke free from her. She tried to wriggle her hands out of his grasp but then stopped suddenly and her eyes were welling up with tears.

"Please don't…it hurts… too much…I-I can't…NO! DON'T DO THIS TO ME!" she yelled.

Neji gave her a questioning look. He only held her wrist and she was acting as if he would rape her. He let go of her and she scrambled away from him. A single tear ran down her left cheek. Her back was now against the bed head and she hugged her knees. She looked at Neji with frightened eyes. Why? Why was she so afraid of him?

"You know, if you stay in those wet clothes you'll get ill," Neji said calmly to her. Tenten's eyes then softened at his words. She hiccupped. Neji walked over a suitcase belonging to her and pulled out a big T-shirt and a pair of shorts – what she usually wore to sleep. Then he handed them to her and told her where the bathroom was, but it seemed that she did not hear him – she was drunk after all. She hiccupped again and giggled once more, her tear-stained face brightening up strangely.

Then, without warning, she crashed her lips onto his forcibly and moaned. Neji did not kiss her back; he just pushed her away, making her think that it was a seductive gesture. Her lids were beginning to close together and then they opened wide again. She crawled closer to Neji and ran her thumb over his cheeks, but then he slapped her hand away, ruthlessly.

"You're my…" she said before another hiccup, then continued, "husband and…you don't wanna fuck me?!" Her eye brows knitted together. Anger was boiling up inside her. Neji knew that she was drunk – which was why she must have thought that they were actually married. More tears flowed out of her eyes, but they were not tears of sorrow. No, they were tears of anger.

"You fucking men…all the same!" she yelled at him. "…used me…stained me…and now they fucking scorn me…a disgrace…" Tenten buried her face into the palms of her hands as confused eyes watched her. Tenten was sobbing loudly but Neji made no move to comfort her, no. He was trying to make sense out of madness.

"I'm a…fucking disgrace!" she sobbed once more.

'She's just drunk,' he thought. His mind had the strong will not to, but his body betrayed him. Automatically, Neji walked over to the depressed, drunken woman and slowly, he moved her hands away from her face. Her bloodshot eyes met his pale ones. Slowly, he drew his face nearer to hers and his lips met hers; he kissed her softly and unemotionally, Tenten could not tell, though. To him, the kiss meant nothing – he knew that for sure. He also knew that it would mean nothing to Tenten as she was not sober. The kiss was broken a few seconds later. Tenten had fallen into a slumber. Neji was still curious of her words. Alcohol messes with people's head, yes, but sometimes people tend to prattle about their past, and the sober ones may think they were talking complete madness.

'She wasn't herself and she wasn't thinking rationally – what was said or done, wasn't meant,' he thought to himself. He simply brushed the thoughts away and brought himself to face the current situation – he was left with no other choice but to change Tenten into dry clothing on his own. If she had caught a cold, then that would affect the mission's progress. Sasuke would not approve of that. Neji changed Tenten into the sleep wear he had taken out for her, with no fuss. Though, he left her wet undergarments on her. He had never been interested in a woman's body all his life; not even at present. He placed the wet clothes in the basket which was in the bathroom. That was when something caught his eye – a book; a black, leather diary on the counter of the bathroom. There was no name on the cover to indicate who it belonged to. Acting on not instinct, but sheer curiosity, Neji opened it and began to read even though diaries never interested him.

09th Feb. 1996

Dear Diary,

This is my first entry ever in any diary. I don't see the importance of this but I was sort of forced to do this by Tsunade. It's been a week since I've moved in with her and her husband, Dan. It didn't take long to accept them as my parents. I can't see them as foster parents. I think they're everything parents should be. Dan will be leaving in two days – he's part of the US Navy. And, for the first time, I'm going to meet my older sibling who was also adopted by Tsunade and Dan. I think her name is Kurenai. Tsunade told me that she is living in another State with her husband, Asuma and they also work for the FBI. Last week, Tsunade took me to one of the crime scenes and I must say I'm pretty impressed with the way the agents work! Tomorrow I'll also be staring at my new school with a clean record – no one has to know what happened to me besides the principal and teachers. It feels good to know that I actually do have a life ahead of me, especially after the tragedies of my past. I feel…free. That's all I can say for now…

Tenten.

Neji's eyes widened by a fraction. This was Tenten's diary. There was another entry on the next page…

12th Feb. 1996

Dear Diary,

I'm glad that I'm awake. I had not planned on writing today, but because of this nightmare, I believe I see the significance of writing in a diary. I don't know why this had to happen now, when everything was going so smoothly! I promised that I would not put a single word about the dream for fear that I would remember the occurrences when I read the entry in the future. But now, I have no choice. Every night, I'd wake up crying…they seem so real. Everything feels so real – the filthy hands tainting my skin with every touch; the pain inside me every time they roughly thrust in and out of me. I was no longer pure. And then the same feeling of depression will over take me, killing every ounce of other feelings within me. I felt inwardly dead…

Neji did not want to go on reading that entry. For some reason, it bothered him. He was starting to become more interested in Tenten. He knew from what was said in the diary, that she was raped; countless times. But that still did not cover most of her background history. He flipped the pages to the latest entry…

19th June 1996

Dear Diary,

I've finally gotten into the FBI as a qualified Field Agent. Now I'm sure that I'll be able to live up to the promises I have made to myself. Soon those nightmares will be over, I'm sure of it. Though I know that keeping this from Tsunade is not right, I just need to do this on my own. It's my revenge. I'll show them my rage; they'll feel. But until then, I cannot write in this diary – it shows weakness…

To Neji, this last entry was interesting. It showed just how wrong his scrutiny of Tenten's character was. He looked over at the sleeping girl on the bed. He put the diary back in its original place and walked over to Tenten's sleeping form and then pulled the covers over her so that her whole body was covered, leaving only her head uncovered. Before retreating to the bathroom to take a shower, his phone vibrated in his pocket and he answered, seeing that it was Naruto.

"What is it Naruto?" Neji asked.

"Neji, it's Hinata," Naruto began, gravely but could not say anymore as he was cut off by Neji in mid-sentence.

"Where is she?!" he nearly shouted.

"She's fine and she's here at the manor…but earlier today, she was attacked, man!" Naruto explained.

"How did this happen! I thought I told you to keep a keen eye on her!" Neji argued.

"I did man! I just thought they wouldn't go as far as to wait for her in the ladies bathroom!" Naruto shouted.

"Hn, so it seems they're hasty. When this mission is over, I'll show them what happens when they mess with the Hyuuga," Neji said, "Naruto, did you inform Sasuke?"

"Yeah…"

"Good. Be sure that Sakura accompanies Hinata wherever she goes," Neji replied.

"You know, Neji, if you wanted a bodyguard to accompany her to the ladies' room, I wouldn't mind! Believe it!" Naruto exclaimed.

"I have no business with those acts you both indulge yourselves in anymore. But make this clear – if anything happens to her, you are partially one to blame, Naruto," Neji said in a serious tone before disconnecting the call.

'The sooner this mission is over, the sooner I can sever the dealings the Hyuuga gang had with Kabuto,' Neji thought. He completely forgot about sleep and showering and instead, made his way to the computers. He began to go over the same long procedures to crack complicated codes in order to hack the systems as planned before. His brows were brought together in a frown as he concentrated and eyes were piercing. He was in for a hard night…

Kabuto walked into the room where all the main members of Basilisk had gathered. There was no leader of this gang. Everyone was all adjoined in the same affiliations. This Mafia's ranking would be fifth on the list of Mafia organizations. They were well known by the other Mafia for many reasons; one being their fame for cleaning up the other Mafias' messes if things got too dirty with the cops and federal agents.

"Ah! Now that everyone's here, let's get this discussion over and done with," Zabuza said. He did not like long meetings such as the current.

"What do you propose we do, seeing that the Hyuuga has gone back on his word?" Haku asked in his calm, smooth voice, so much like a young girl's.

Everyone took short, quick glances at each other. Then it was Suigetsu who spoke up.

"I have a doubt that we'll need to do anything at all," he said and everyone around the table looked at him as if he were some madman.

"What are you implying, Suigetsu?" Kabuto asked and the others eagerly awaited his answer.

"We attacked his younger 'sibling' today – Hiashi's eldest daughter. I'm sure word has already gotten to Hyuuga Neji. Do you honestly think that he would just stand by and let things be?"

Zabuza and Kabuto smirked at Suigetsu's point while Haku and Juugo simply nodded their heads, indicating that they understood what was said.

"So then, everything is settled, gentlemen?" Kabuto asked and they nodded. Basilisk knew their aims; they knew what they wanted…and how to get it. They knew how to set the road to lure their prey in. But they did not know what was coming to meet them from the far beginning of that road as they stood at the end, waiting…

Hey guys, I'm sorry for not updating for quite a while, but I had some really important exams on which I needed to focus on. However I'm back and I intend to finish this story by the end of this summer vacation!

I just want to say thanks to everyone who are still supporting me and as well to those who reviewed and will continue to do so. And guess what – due dates are back!

CHAPTER TWELVE: 25th June, 2009.

BUT the condition applies (I know – I'm evil): 15 reviews or you'll get a late update! Hehe.

So what you should be looking forward to will be:

What Tenten and Sakura are planning

What were Basilisk's dealing with the Hyuuga gang

The next update.

Laterz!

--Isabella.