Yatta! The long awaited chapter! Sorry I didn't update sooner, I wanted to fix the ending so many times it was ridiculous!

And they FINALLY brought FMA to CANADA! Took them long enough! Geez!

I'll read the manga online and laugh at the anime later. Lol. I had finished Volume 1 a while ago and now that its on, I think I'll finish it.

Thanks for my 300 reviews people! I really appreciate it!

Chapter 8: Filler crap!

There was a flash of light as Haruno Sakura opened her eyes. There were voices chatting to one another quietly all around her, blended in with the occasional clicking sound. She growled and rubbed her eyes, sitting up in her bed. What was going on?

She let her eyes adjust to her surroundings and nearly shrieked at what she saw. Cameras… loads of them. Behind each one was a faceless person taking a shot of her and winding the film up again. She looked around with a horrified expression as another faceless man came up.

"Great, Sakura!" he exclaimed. "Love the pose! But could you possibly try something a little more daring for us?"

"W-what are you talking about?" the shinobi cried. "What are you all doing in here!" she tried to stand up, but she was pulled back down by an unknown force. She glanced over her shoulder to see a leash tied to the bedpost. The other end was tied to Sakura's neck. She grabbed the leather bindings and started pulling at it, but instead, earned more flashes from the camera and more cheers of approval. She instantly stopped and looked around frantically, trying to find any familiar face that would help her.

"Lets get the boy in with her!" someone cried. Even more cheers erupted from the crowd and a raven-haired boy was suddenly thrown in onto the bed. His blue shirt and spiky hair were immediately recognizable as he looked up at her.

"S-Sasuke?" She breathed. The Uchiha said nothing and instead looked away. She soon realized that his hands were tied back behind him and he was working to untie them.

"He's getting out of the binds!" a random female voice cried. "Somebody stop him!"

A needle with a familiar green liquid was thrown at him, piercing his throat and sending him down. A small pool of blood formed on the sheets and all that Sakura could see now was a pair of mortified looking black eyes.

"Sakura?"

Sasuke had been trying to wake Sakura up now for at least three minutes. She had started to toss and turn followed by occasional stressed whimpers. Her face had tensed up and she had started to mumble incoherently. Calling her name did no good, and shaking didn't do much better. He cursed to himself and tried again, trying to pull her out of whatever she was dreaming.
"Sakura wake up!"

Her eyes shot open and she gasped, sitting straight up. She did not get that far, however, as something collided with her face, forcing her to close her eyes again. She felt something odd pressing against her mouth and heard a small grunt from what she had collided with. She opened an eye to see what she had run into and felt the blood rise to her face.

She had come face to face- no… mouth to mouth with Uchiha Sasuke! They could only help but stare at each other with wide eyes, both of them too horrified to even move.

They both came back to their senses simultaneously and pulled apart quickly. Their faces were both bright red and both were too embarrassed to look each other in the eye.

"You can move your upper body…" Sasuke said after a moment. Sakura glanced over to see that his blush had already vanished. "That's a good sign." He stood up and glanced over at her. "I'll go get you some breakfast."

With that he left the room. He had gone at a faster pace than normal and despite his appearance, was still extremely embarrassed.

He licked his lips unconsciously, silently taking note of what Sakura tasted like. He continued to hold down the blush that continued to rise to his face at the thought of what he had just done. Even in the amount of time that they had been 'lip locked', his mind and his hormones were in a struggle between either jumping away or getting a taste. And unlike most times, the hormones were fighting strong.

Fortunately for him, his conscience was the one to win, finally helping him pull away.

He sighed. He hadn't expected his first actual kiss with Sakura to end up like… he almost laughed. It was almost the same way he had ended up with Naruto when they were younger.

Looking around, he eventually saw a tray seated on the coffee table. The main dish was covered by a metal lid, and a small, orange piece of paper with Sakura's name written on it was on the corner. Sasuke paused and frowned. Another trap possibly?

He looked it over quickly, checking the food for any sign of odd odour or strange colour. Once satisfied, he stood up and took the tray into Sakura's room. He was surprised to find her sitting up with a pillow in her arms, muffled cries of… frustration he guessed… escaping it as Sakura relieved her stress. She soon resurfaced, gasping for air, her cheeks still a little flushed. Sasuke pretended to have just walked in the room as not to make her feel even more embarrassed around him. That was the last thing he needed right now.

He placed the tray down beside the bed and found his seat in the chair he had been in all night. Sakura nodded to him, her cheeks still pink.

"So you're interrogating Shojin today?" she asked as she placed the tray in her lap and lifted off the lid. Sasuke nodded.

"We'll be sent back to the leaf most likely." He replied. "I'm sure it'll get a lot rougher from there." Sakura nodded. She knew it was pointless to act positive. That was lying.

"Oi! Sasuke!" Naruto cried as he banged on the door. "Are you coming or not?"

Sasuke glanced at the door, then turned back to Sakura. "Do you want to see the interrogation?" he asked. Sakura nodded, a look of confidence in her face. Sasuke smirked. Sakura's determination was definitely something that everyone in their team enjoyed.

"Sakura's coming?" Naruto called, finally opening the door. His face lit up as soon as he saw Sakura and he bolted in, jumping on the bed (avoiding the food of course) and hugging her tightly.

"I'm so happy to see you feeling better, Sakura." He said gently. Sakura smiled and hugged him back, knowing that it would make the blonde even happier. Naruto drew away, a grin still on his face.

"Sasuke and I will go find you a wheelchair." He said happily. Sasuke opened his mouth to argue but Naruto shot him a glance that immediately made him stop.

Something was wrong? Already?

Sakura glanced up, clearly aware of his sudden change of expression.

"What's wrong, Naruto?" The shinobi blinked a bit and laughed nervously.

"I don't know where they hide the wheelchairs…" he admitted. "Sasuke could be more help to me so that I don't end up in Temari's bathroom or something…" He winced at the thought. Sakura didn't seem satisfied.

"Why not find Kakashi?" Naruto's odd look made her realize her mistake.

"Late." The three of them chorused. Sakura laughed and turned back to her meal.

"Well, good luck, you guys." She waved them farewell as the two left the room. With a satisfied smile, she began to eat, unaware that a certain piece of orange paper was missing.

Naruto dragged Sasuke a good distance away from Sakura's room and down into a secluded hallway. Once satisfied, he turned around to Sasuke, a serious look on his face.

"You didn't see it?" he immediately asked. Sasuke frowned.

"See what?" His answer was Naruto shoving a piece of orange paper in his face.

"This, you idiot!" he snapped. Sasuke glared and snatched the paper away and looked it over, immediately recognizing the handwriting. His eyes widened in horror.

"Another note…" he breathed. He glanced up at Naruto who nodded gravely.

"Its orange, idiot… how could you not see?"

"Exhaustion… anger… embarrassment… being around you twenty four seven…" He immediately received a blow to the side of his head.

"What's it say?" Naruto then asked. Sasuke glanced down at the paper and flipped it over. No writing whatsoever. He bent the paper slightly, looking for any signs of creasing. He finally saw it and tore it open, finding a short message on the inside.

I'm always watching, my dear Sakura…

You look so sexy when you're defenseless…

Sasuke paled, too shocked to even read it aloud. Naruto took the paper from his hands and read it himself, receiving a similar look of mortification. The two glanced at each other, both reading each others minds.

"A note here…" Sasuke started.

"The stalker is in the sand…" Naruto continued.

"In this building…" They both finished.

That was all they needed. With a quick turn, they were both down the hall and at Sakura's door.

"Sakura!" They both cried, bursting through the door. Sakura turned towards them, a look of shock on her face.

"W-what's going on?" She asked. Her eyes wandered to Naruto's hand, where the piece of orange paper was. Her face became grave. "A-another one?"

The two froze. "What do you mean 'another one'?" Sasuke asked. Sakura bit her lip and looked away.

"It started a few months back… in the spring…"

Sakura groaned as she stretched her sore muscles. Their training had gone by slowly that day and she wasn't sure if she was going to make it home without collapsing. Naruto and Sasuke left, both of them just as tired as she was. Naruto immediately went downtown to get ramen with Sasuke. They asked her if she was coming with them, but she politely declined. They saw the fatigue in her eyes and knew she needed a long-deserved nap. After bidding farewell, she decided to take the shortcut through the park. The cherry blossom petals were in full bloom at this time, making the scene even more spectacular. She took a seat at her favourite tree; an ancient one with long, twisted branches that loomed out over the river. The roots spread out towards the nearby bridge and the branches took over the sky. Her father used to take her here when she was little and the tree brought back memories.

She had just gotten comfortable when she saw a man with a camera and a tripod looking at her curiously. She glanced over at him and he smiled politely, bowing a bit.

"Oh, I'm sorry… did you want me to move so you could take a picture of the tree?" Sakura asked. The man smiled again and shook his head, his messy brown hair moving in the wind.

"No, no…" he replied. "I was just about to ask you if you wouldn't mind me taking a shot with you in it. The shot would look even better with you in it."

Sakura was both surprised and flattered. "Do you do this for a living?" The man nodded.

"I publish a series of books with scenes from the different countries, showing the beauty of them all." He strode over to her and pulled a black book out of the bag he was carrying. The book seemed to be unused except for the little tags with the symbol of each country on it. "I have the leaf, sand, waterfall, stone, mist, cloud and even sound." He flipped it to the sound pages and Sakura was amazed at the beautifully haunting pictures coming from that country. This man was truly a professional.

"I have pictures of people… places… anything that stands out in my eyes." Sakura turned to him, finally seeing his cool grey eyes up close for the first time. He was probably in his early twenties… maybe older. She wasn't sure. His face was gently angled and held a calm, comforting appearance. He was a truly different man.

"I love scenes with individuals that blend in with nature." He then explained. "That's why I'd like to take one of you."

Sakura blushed a bit and nodded. "I'd be honoured." She replied with a smile. The man's eyes lit up immediately as he moved back to set up the camera and tripod. He searched through his bag, screwing on a lens and removing it again, trying to find the right one.

"I'm Tobe, by the way." He said as he finally chose the right lens and focused it. "And you are…?" Sakura smiled as she gazed out at the water.

"Sakura."

"I received a photograph and a note from him a couple days later, thanking me for being in his picture." She glanced over at the two. "It's framed in my apartment."

Sasuke frowned. "What about the notes?" he asked. Sakura fidgeted and looked down at her lap.

"Those… came later." She replied. "I found a folded up piece of paper like the one you have in my mailbox." She smiled slightly. "It was some poetry from a secret admirer… I got one every week… same place every time. Sometimes the paper was folded into origami." She laughed a bit. "The first note said that they fell in love with my picture and… other nice things…" She blushed a bit. "Nothing sick or anything… just nice." She looked up at Sasuke, who was listening intently, a serious look on his face.

"Then the notes got a little… weirder… the admirer asked me to meet him somewhere… I was late coming back from a mission so I missed him by an hour. The next note was a little more distressed… how they longed to see me up close… stuff like that."

"And you never told us?" Sasuke pressed. Sakura winced.

"I didn't think it was that important at the time." She paused. "Then I started to get a little scared when I found notes in my house. I stayed up all night for two days… I even slept over at Ino's, Hinata's and Tenten's places…"

"Do they know about the stalker?" Naruto then asked.

"A bit… they know about the notes." She said. Sasuke scowled, truly irritated now. She hadn't told them? This could be serious!

"And you didn't tell us because…?"

"I didn't want to worry you guys!" she cried, looking frustrated now. Her fists balled up in the sheets and her eyes stung with slight tears. "You keep quiet about your problems! Why can't I!" Sasuke glared.

"Because this is different!" He shot back. "Look at where you are, Sakura! You were more than just stalked!"

"Sasuke, that's enough!" Naruto snapped, taking a hold of his shoulder. Sasuke glared at the blonde boy, who shot his own glare back in return. Sakura sighed.

"The interrogation's starting soon… we should go." She said, glancing at them. "God if, I wasn't paralyzed, I would beat you both up right now!" the two boys turned back to Sakura, slightly surprised. Naruto was the first to talk.

"But Sakura, what about the wheel-"

"Someone carry me or something! Screw the wheelchair!" she replied hotly. Sasuke sighed and lifted her up, helping her onto his back. He hooked his arms around her legs and hoisted her up so that she could wrap her arms around his neck.

"We'll find a chair for her or something…" Sasuke muttered. Naruto laughed.

"You're as good as dead, Sasuke." He teased before running out of the room. The two remaining ninjas growled.

"I'll get him back later…" Sasuke muttered. Sakura laughed as Sasuke started to move.

"Sasuke…"

"Yeah?"

"The kiss never happened."

"What kiss?"

Sakura laughed again as the Uchiha smirked. He was surprised when he received a pat on the head and a sweet little "good boy" coming out of her mouth. His cheeks turned pink and a scowl appeared on his face.

"I'll get my revenge, Haruno…" he muttered darkly. "Just you wait…"

He heard Sakura laugh in his ear when another thought came to mind "Ah… Sakura… I've been meaning to ask you… why don't you want a wheel chair?"

"They make me feel even weaker." She replied in a tired tone. Sasuke nodded in understanding. "Besides… I don't need Hikone seeing me in one of those…"

"Don't worry about that…"

Sakura nodded as they headed through the door to the interrogation room… the place where they would find their next hint on the stalker and the photographer that hurt Sakura in the first place. Sasuke felt Sakura tense and immediately hesitated before walking in further.

"Are you sure you're okay, Sakura?" There was a small murmur of approval from her and he smiled slightly.

"Don't worry, Sakura. You'll be okay."

TBC…

Tadaaahhh! Sorry for the filler crap, I added some unneeded information… but I felt like it. So nyah XP

So the stalker ish following her. X3 I am so ebil…

Ah well…

You're just gonna have to wait.