A/N: Hi guys! This is my first fic….please be nice!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, or the item which I had got my inspiration from.

Full summary: The daughter of a world-renowned magician, Sakura Haruno has inherited both of her father's passions: the art of thievery and the skill and passion for the violin. A runaway from a dark past, Sasuke Uchiha has mastered the art of escape. When these two worlds collide, our story begins…AU, Pairing obvious, OOC

Thanks to: My beta reader

Prologue

Snap. In one quick movement, she vanished. The woman smirked. Such a simple trick, she thought could be seem so difficult. The venue was perfect; the spacious platform and the rowdy audience it could accommodate, Shizune was right, Radio city was a indeed a good place to perform tonight.

Magic was only one of Sakura's many passions and she knew she was good at it. The way-every time she would do some simple illusion-the audience would gasp and be so amazed by such charlatan. Even as she stepped into the glass pedestal, she felt the anticipation, she could practically see them inching off their seats just to get a closer look at the trickery at hand, their inching ranging form persistent to peon.

Magic made equals of them all…

Kakashi had said that. Many, many times.

When the pedestal was lifted, the music picked up, the stage lights spinning and clouds of smoke spewing from the small machine backstage, giving a strong punch to her performance. Slowly the pedestal circled to the sound of the music. The revolving gave audience view of all the sides of the pedestal and the slender woman atop it.

In an illusion; both presentation and timing was the key. While she repeated that in her mind, Sakura remembered all those days when Kakashi would teach her new illusions and his "Free lessons". She sighed, things were different now.

Her outfit was simple but elegant. She wore a sparkling gown of midnight blue. The dress clung beautifully to her body. Sakura wore her hair long hair down for this performance, the spinning lights changing her hair to a deep red. Fire and Ice.

As if in a trance, she closed her eyes slowly and swayed gracefully on the pedestal. In a flash, she opened her eyes as the pedestal came crashing down on the platform. The pedestal shattered into a million shards. But where was Sakura? A gasp was heard. The audience panicked. Where was the girl? They screamed and shouted: Where is she?! Suddenly, the shards gathered. Remaking the broken pedestal as if it we're never broken with Sakura inside, safe and sound.

Deep in the audience a young man smirked. 'She hasn't changed one bit' he thought darkly as he eyed her from head to toe. His smirk deepened, his dark eyes focusing on her chest. 'No, not one bit.'

Sakura carefully stepped out of the pedestal and gave a few bows and a small smile. The audience cheered and screamed, giving her a good response. As she bowed and the audience cheered louder, the man quietly stood from his seat and stepped out of the room. 'I wonder if she's still mad at me…'

After her bows she walked backstage, hoping for some relaxation from a cold glass of champagne. It had been a long day, rehearsal was a pain. Her thoughts were interrupted when Shizune came over.

"You did great Sakura. Kakashi would have been proud." She said with a smile on her face.

"You didn't do too bad yourself. The audience always loves your act with kumi." Shizune giggled. "Thanks…anyway Ryu said you had a guest waiting for you in your dressing room."

"A guest?"

Sakura wasn't quite sure who'd visit her, maybe some random fan or something…but…why would they go to her dressing room? When she opened the door, it was the scent that hit her. Fresh roses, champagne, French cigars and…oh god…no…

"Sakura…long time no see." A deep voice purred. "Sit. Have some champagne. We'll catch up." Sakura glared. Why would Sasuke suddenly pop out like that after 5 years of being gone?

"No. You have no right to be here Uchiha. Leave." Said man only smirked. "Why would I leave? I came from a long way just to see you, my dear Sakura?"

"I don't give a rat's ass as to why you're here, or how far a place you came from. You left me Sasuke." Snap. She couldn't take it anymore, all that emotion, the pain, the hurt. Damn him, the bastard. "5 years, Sasuke. You were gone for 5 fucking years!!!!!!! How could you just leave-"

"Sakura…" His voice dripped with regret. Dripped with pain. "Sakura please understand I–"

"How am I suppose to understand?! You left us-you left me…" Tears we're running down her porcelain cheeks, burned her eyes. "Sasuke..." She looked up at him, his sad eyes. "Why?" He embraced her. "It's okay, I'm back" he kissed her.

End for now!!!!

A/N: okay! The prologue's not over yet okay? It's kinda long and I'm in a hurry so yeah. I'll update real soon…about next week. Please review!!!!!