Flying Colors After the sudden death of her parents, Sakura Haruno moves to Konoha to fulfill their dying wish, to move permanently to her mother's childhood home. The trauma surgeon is now thrown into a small town ruled by a famous MC where she meets Sasuke Uchiha, the Sergeant at Arms of the MC, who is intrigued by the new blood in town.

Chapter 2: Little Piece of Home

He finally reached the front of the clubhouse despite his mind being stuck on Sakura. The way she commanded a room, the way she looked as she was focused on her procedure, the way she sauntered away to the operating room, and the way she ran the operating room without taking shit from anybody.

The rowdy and loud atmosphere of their house was always a comforting feeling for him. He looked over his brothers on the long table eating dinner noisily. Tsunade looked at him and greeted him with a bright smile. She immediately went and made him a plate of his favorites, ribs, steak, mash, and roasted tomatoes.

"How's Kiba doing, teme?" Naruto asked from his seat on the table, beside him was his quiet old lady, Hinata, who gave him a timid smile as she continued to eat. She had long dark blue hair with straight across bangs, pale skin, and pale eyes. The total opposite of his brother, Naruto. If Naruto reminded him of the sun, this girl looked more like the moon.

"Hello Sasuke" She greeted.

"Hey Hinata, He's stable" Sasuke sat at his place on the table and gladly received the plate from his mother. Itachi was sitting on his left side with his old lady, Izumi, who was sat across his lap.

"How's doctor model doing?" Shisui waggled his eyebrows suspiciously. Tsunade looked at one of her older sons with an incredulous look on her face.

"Doctor model?" She asked her son as her arms crossed in front of her chest. The threat laced on her voice was clear as she questioned him.

"Gramp's granddaughter" Shisui answered, her eyebrow still raised dangerously at him. "You know, pink hair, green eyes, banging body, legs that go on for miles?"

"Leave my student alone, you're not her type" Tsunade ordered in her no-nonsense voice. "She's not the kind, you all take to bed. She's not some sweetbutt, you can toss aside after you're done with her"

"Ma! How do you know that I'm not trynna make her my old lady?" Shisui whined and the clubhouse erupted in laughter. The MC continued through dinner with the usual lively chatter and music. Sasuke's mind still plagued with the hot doctor, Shisui's description not helping his case.

His mother is right in one thing though, their kind was not her type. She was a hoity-toity doctor from the city, with her fancy car and expensive shoes. She may be hot but not the kind who'd settle down with people like him, 1.

"Her last boyfriend is a lawyer, that's how I know she won't be your old lady" Tsunade pointed out and rolled her eyes at her son. Shisui puffed his chest up and beat them with his hand, a gesture for 'I got this'.

"Just please leave my student alone or I will end you" Tsunade frowned, how did she get saddled up with such insolent children.


Her entire body was sore from the marathon of a shift she just handled. She did not expect to have such a long surgery on her first day. Sakura took of her shoes and massaged her aching feet; they were definitely not a good idea.

She thought her first day was just going to be meetings, contract signing, maybe a couple cases, and a tour of the hospital. She was very wrong, and her feet are sore. She chucked her bag on the side of her bedroom door and proceeded to her walk-in closet.

She slid off her work attire and placed them neatly in her hamper. She slipped on a large white shirt and comfy lace cheekies. As soon as her body dropped on her comfortable king-sized bed, her phone rang.

"I'm so tired, pig. Call me tomorrow" Sakura groaned into her pillow. Her body pressed on the comfortable satin sheets of her bed was already lulling her to sleep.

"How was the first day, forehead?" Ino rolled her eyes at her friend's dramatics.

"It was long and I'm exhausted" Sakura raised her head up from the pillow to look at her phone screen.

"Did you take a shower?" Ino teased and Sakura just groaned. "At the very least, take your makeup off"

"I'm so exhausted, I might fall asleep in the shower-" the sound of her doorbell, waking her from her sleepy droning. "Oh, wait pig, someone's at the door"

"Oooh, don't get killed by some weird murderer who kills big forehead doctors" Ino joked and Sakura ended the call with a quick 'bye'. She walked towards the front door and peeped at the monitor that had her CCTV footage to know who it was.

She was surprised to say the least. The hot raven-haired biker dude, Sasuke, was in front of her house holding a seemingly large food keeper. She opened the door and looked at him with confusion.

'How does he know where I live and why the hell is he shirtless?' Sakura eyed his well-built pale torso covered in more tattoos and a couple of scars.

"Yes?"

"Hey Doc, It's Sasuke. Just wanted to thank you for taking care of my brother and to welcome you into Konoha" He smirked at her. Sasuke handed her the food keeper. "Ma made a fruit cake"

"Oh, it's no problem. I was just doing my job" Sakura smiled as she took the fruit cake, her big shirt raising slightly revealing a sliver of ink on her right upper thigh area. Sasuke looked at it, it seemed to be some sort of flower. "Would you like to come in and have a slice?"

"Not into sweets, and to be honest I'd rather have a slice of you" He teased as he playfully looked over her body. The way her curves peeked through her large sleeping shirt did make his mouth dry, but he can't let her know that, so he settles for a playful smirk.

"I'll see what I can do about that" Sakura threw in a wink his way as she laughed. He choked on his spit, surprised at her reaction. He fully didn't expect her to flirt back or to throw in that mischievous little wink.

"Well, that's all I bothered you for. Welcome to Konoha and thank you again" Sasuke smiled and walked towards his humble abode which was just across the street from hers.

She took out a slice of the fruitcake and inhaled it, as it was her only meal of the day. She moved the fruitcake into her own container and washed the food keeper. She made a tiny note on her fridge about returning the fruitcake's container to Sasuke tomorrow.

He certainly was something. He was unlike anyone she's ever flirted with; he was fun, easygoing, and not afraid to make an ass of himself. It of course did not hurt that he was built like a Greek god and that he rivaled Adonis in terms of physical attractiveness.


She woke up to the sound of her blaring alarm clock. She stretched her body like a cat as she tried to shake the sleepiness off her system. She took a quick shower just to get the grime of yesterday off her body and slipped into comfy dark green scrubs. She chose comfy pair of white designer sneakers to suit her scrubs.

"Function over Fashion" She muttered to herself. She let her wavy hair air dry as it cascades down her shoulders and applied minimal makeup.

She walked towards her kitchen and opened her fridge which contained fruitcake, that's it. Sakura groaned to herself.

"That's what I forgot yesterday" She looked at her reminders and picked up Sasuke's food keeper to return to him. A smile bloomed on her face thinking about how she gets to see her hot neighbor again.

She walked towards the house across the street with the clean food keeper in tow. She knocked once on the light wood door of the traditional cabin. To her surprise, she was met by a shock of red instead of the raven she was expecting.

"Um, I'm here to return this to Sasuke?" She held up the food keeper in her hand. The red headed woman with equally red eyes just sneered at her.

"Hand it over" She droned as she eyed Sakura from head to toe. The red headed woman was wearing what seems to be Sasuke's shirt and a pair of booty shorts. Sakura couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy in her chest and a sense of betrayal.

'Why was he flirting with me if he had someone?' Sakura seethed inwardly but handed over the food keeper regardless. "Tell him I said thanks"

"I'll tell him, pinky" The red headed woman said and waved lazily. Shutting the door on Sakura's face.


She found herself in the small grocery store that was weirdly open 24 hours after the interaction with Sasuke's red headed girlfriend. She wasn't gonna lie, she was still very salty about it.

"What do I need? Hm" She mumbled to herself. She was looking through the aisles of fresh produce and choosing what she liked. She had filled up her cart pretty fast with a variety of grains, meats, vegetables, dairy products, and canned food.

"Sakura" A small voice called her name causing her to snap out of her inner monologue of what she needs for her new place. Sakura looked at the owner of the voice to see a familiar set of pale lavender eyes.

"Hinata! You're here!" Sakura exclaimed; it had been years when Hinata vanished off the face of the planet. "Gosh! I haven't seen you in 8 years!"

"I heard from some people that you were in town; I couldn't believe it!" Hinata smiled fondly and ran over to Sakura to envelop her in a huge hug. Hinata hasn't seen any of her childhood friends since she ran away from her family which was still a sore topic for the Hyuuga clan.

"How are you? What have you been up to?" Sakura rambled. It was such a nice surprise to find a piece of home in Konoha.

"How about we finish our shopping and then catch up in a cute café I'm sure you'd like?" Hinata suggested as she picked up more things for her cart. They swapped numbers and gave each other another hug.

"Sounds great but I do have to head to work" Sakura looked at her watch to check the time. "After my shift then?"

"Yeah definitely"


The café was quaint, it sat about 20 people and had a handful of things on the menu. The interior was decorated with dark wood and industrial-looking decorations. Sakura scanned the crowd and spotted Hinata sitting in a booth in the corner.

Sakura was still in her dark green scrubs and a little more ruffled than she was when they met up this morning. Hinata wore a leather jacket over her purple tank top and white shorts, a stark difference from the Hinata she knew in Uni.

"I hope you don't mind, I got you a caramel macchiato, I remember you liked that" Hinata held up the cup, to which Sakura smiled gratefully.

"Thank you" Sakura sat herself in front of Hinata, taking small sips of the coffee. "How have you been doing?"

"I've been well, just been here for the last 8 years" Hinata smiled, Sakura looked at her expectantly. "I live with my boyfriend and help out with the MC. I work in the MC's office"

"MC?" Sakura raised a fine eyebrow.

"Oh, Motorcycle club." Hinata explained. "You treated one of them recently, Kiba?"

"Yeah, I did. He seems to be doing better" Sakura nodded. "Sooo, boyfriend?"

"Yeah" A red flush bloomed on Hinata's face as she turned to her back to show Sakura the patch on her hoodie, 'Property of Naruto'. "We've been together for the last 8 years. What about you?"

"Oh nah, I don't have one." Sakura shook her head. "How is being in a motorcycle club like?"

"Technically, I'm not in the club. I'm just Naruto's Old lady-" Hinata was cut off by Sakura's confused tilt of the head.

"Old lady"

"Like a wife or a serious girlfriend" Hinata explained, she giggled at her friend's confusion. Remembering the days, she used to be as clueless as Sakura in the club slang.

"Sorry, I've never heard these terms before" Sakura smiled sheepishly as she continued to listen to Hinata's explanations.

"It's no problem, I used to be just as confused as you were" Hinata looked at Sakura fondly. "How about you come to dinner with the MC tonight? You can meet my man and the rest of his family?"

"Oh no, I don't want to impose" Sakura shook her head.

"It's an outdoor barbeque, you wouldn't be imposing plus I'd like for them to meet one of my family for once" Hinata urged and Sakura sighed in defeat.

"Alright, I'll come" Sakura agreed. "Should I bring something or cook something? What should I wear?"

"Just bring yourself and it's casual, not city casual" Hinata teased which Sakura huffed at. "Maybe wear a little leather or throw in a boot so you don't stick out like a sore thumb"

"Oh no, whatever shall I do" Sakura rolled her eyes at Hinata's teasing. "I know what casual is"

"Uh huh"


Sakura parked at the garage in front of the Clubhouse. She could hear the loud music and chatter from the outside, it made her very nervous. She ran her hands over her outfit trying to straighten out any wrinkle from her clothing.

She opted for an emerald tube crop top, high waisted denim shorts with exposed pockets, and thigh-high leather boots with a chunky 3-inch heel. She grabbed the two kegs she brought from the backseat and started making her way into the clubhouse's backyard.

"Hey Sakura, you came!" Hinata stood from her seat on the table to greet Sakura. Hinata donned a black mesh shirt with a black bralette underneath, leather shorts, and black boots, with the large leather jacket still over her shoulders.

"Of course, I did" Sakura smiled. "You look hot! Damn Hinata, where have you been hiding all these?"

"Look at you, still breaking necks everywhere you go!" Hinata gestured towards her, the normally timid girl was more vocal in front of her friend. The other members and those invited to the cook-out all watched in awe, the interaction between these old friends. "And you brought beer too"

"I didn't wanna come empty handed" Sakura shrugged as two of the bikers she met the other night, Deidara and Shikamaru, took the kegs off her hands to place them on the table. Hinata dragged her to the large communal dining table.

"I'm gonna introduce you to everyone" Hinata cleared her throat and everyone set their attention on her. "Hey guys, this is my childhood friend, Sakura. You all be nice to her"

"Doctor model!" A familiar voice greeted her, the bartender from the other day. In his 'cut' and looking very rugged. "I didn't know you knew Hinata, over here"

"Shisui" the voice of her mentor that held warning called.

"Hey Ma, Doc- Sakura is here" Shisui rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly as he looked at his mother who just walked into the backyard. Tsunade was out of her hospital clothes and in a low-cut long-sleeved black shirt, skin-tight leather pants, and high-heeled booties.

"Hey Shishou" Sakura greeted nervously, she's never seen her mentor out of the hospital, and this wasn't what she expected at all.

"Hey Sakura, ignore my idiot son" Tsunade rolled her eyes at the dejected look on Shisui's face. "Welcome to Mayhem MC's backyard cook-out"

"Thanks for allowing me to be here, Shishou" Sakura offered a smile and received a roll of eyes back.

"Please, it's an open event. Don't worry bout it" Tsunade walked towards the barbecue to aid her husband, Jiraiya who is the current president of the club, with the meats. "Go mingle"

"Let's go and meet everyone" Hinata pulled Sakura's hand towards specific people now. She met Naruto, Hinata's boyfriend, again, Minato who is apparently Naruto's dad, Kakashi, Jiraiya, Shikamaru and his old lady, Temari, Deidara, and Itachi and his old lady, Izumi. "That's pretty much everyone important, except for Sarge but he isn't here yet"

The familiar revving of a motorcycle caught the attention of those in the cook-out. It was her neighbor, Sasuke, who was wearing a tight long-sleeved grey shirt with his signature 'cut' over it. He was walking with that red head she saw earlier in the morning.

The red head was wearing a crimson bikini top with an open flannel over it and leather shorts. Sakura couldn't help the irrational dislike she felt for this person. Sakura could feel Sasuke's eyes on her decided to just completely avoid him.

The night was going smoothly as she made sure to evade all of Sasuke's attempts to talk to her or to acknowledge her. She met every patched member as well as the prospects in the attempt to lose the increasingly annoying sergeant at arms of the club.

She sighed to herself as she sat in a corner while she nursed her cup of beer. She was getting very tired of playing cat and mouse with the man, if she could just say her goodbyes quickly and slip out unnoticed, that would be perfect.

"You've been avoiding me" She heard from behind her. "Why?"