Sasuke had been waiting for a moment like this. A moment where he was weak.
Kabuto wouldn't tell him what happened, only that he needed to rest. Must have been put through the ringer for him to 'need a rest.'
To be completely honest, he wasn't expecting this. It would be nice, definitely. But he had been preparing to kill him when he tried to take his body. It wasn't the wisest approach but it was the only Sasuke could imagine him out of commision.
But now, here he was. In bed. Weak. Sasuke was almost jealous of the person who screwed him over. At the same time, he wasn't able to finish the kill, which was a shame.
Well, no point in crying over spilled milk.
…
Well, that was close. Sasuke walked calmly away from Kabuto but he was still panicking in his mind. HOW THE HECK DID THAT EVEN WORK?! He was so close to dying! Apparently, he hadn't learned that much from the sicko.
He wasn't ready. He wasn't ready for his brother. He needed help.
He hated to admit it, but he needed the Hidden Leaf.
Sasuke was going to have to swallow his pride.
And face them.
Face him.
This was gonna be awkward.
Sakura washed her hands. The night was growing thin. She'd better head back. She threw a towel over her shoulder and collected her stuff. She opened the door, letting the fresh cold wind nip at her face.
A full moon.
Sakura walked through the now sleeping village. Things had been quite peaceful recently so there hadn't been many patients.
Sakura had heard about Gaara. She shuddered.
The Akatsuki were back.
She shouldn't be surprised, considering they'd been dormant for five years. Sakura didn't know much about the Akatsuki herself, only that they were a group of very powerful, and very dangerous ninjas. And that Orochimaru was scared of them.
Sakura clenched her fist. Orochimaru. The person who ruined her life. If she saw him again, she'd kill him.
Sakura's mind wandered. She remembered when she was a kid. Back when Team 7 was still around. The adventures they went on. The people they helped. They all seemed to be a distant memory. Something she could feel but never see again.
Sakura entered her home, being careful to be quiet. She snuck into her room and plopped back down on her bed. She laid there, unable to sleep.
Sakura felt the cold wind once again nip at her face…
The window was open.
Someone was inside.
Sakura braced herself. She sprung from the bed and slammed her fist into whatever had been leaning on the other side.
"OOOWWW-ahhhhh-ahhhh,"the figure stumbled out of the shadows, making him visible.
Sakura couldn't believe her eyes.
Sasuke.