Author's note:

Hiya guys, wanna thank you for reading & reviewing in the previous chapter. Hope to keep you hyped up at every chapter; if there are any mistakes in anything you guys seem you needa voice out to me, feel free to do so (either in the Reviews/ PM).

I hope to improve for the better. :D

Btw, I've made a teeny weeny change in Chap 1. I'm terribly sorry that I forgot to input the point of time correctly. Feel free so check it out if you like.

'Chapter 1 is one year before the war'

Anyways, thanks for your support. Hope you enjoy this chap & all chaps to come! R&R!

Muax!

Chapter 2: Homecoming

Written in Sakura's POV

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Sky Suite B-27

Says the metal plate framed next to the doorbell.

The familiarity. The nostalgia. It just felt endless since I got up from my slumber.

Coming here on my own; honestly, I didn't search through the directory I was provided with in my database. My feet took me on this journey on its own. From the Uchiha Intel laboratory, to taking a cab, the elevator and all the way up here on the top floor of penthouse suites.

I just knew where I was going without any assistance.

At last, I was here.

Before this wooden barrier.

The door for 'home'.

Funny as it sounds.

I have a home.

Chuckling, I couldn't help to think that this was all a farce. Reality was toying with me; it made me felt real, made me soak in 'feelings', and the best, it made me took an identity. Fill in an empty space, an important one too.

I knew it was. Alright, let's say I had an intuition.

But seriously,

I had these past memories; blurry and fragmented in the back of my mind. It was like...pieces of them in between my database informations; trying blend together with them. The sensation of it just made it felt as if it was for real. I could get confused, trying my best to determine which or what.

Above all, I knew I didn't made them myself.

Not for a 'living' set of steel.

It was all someone else's. And I knew who…

I was about to reach for the keyhole when the door coincidentally unlocked.

Then a man. Almost identical to Sasuke appeared from the opened door. I could see he was stunned by surprise.

As I stood silently, his dark irises scanned every inch of my face; in disbelief.

The facial identity i carry must have caused the shock.

Itachi is afterall Sasuke's brother; Sakura's brother-in-law.

My brother-in-law.

"What the… You've seriously gone too far, stupid brother…," Itachi cursed silently but was audible enough for me to catch.

"Itachi…?" I muttered in hopes to gain his attention.

"Even her voice is the same...selfish brother, not thinking about the boys." He scolded under his breath again before redirecting back to me.

"Y-Yeah, that's me." I sensed that he wasn't sure how to react; "Welcome home...?"

He really wasn't sure how to put words before me.

Should I be happy? Or,

Should I be sad?

How could I blame him… Itachi was as confused as I was. To greet the lost, the dead, the returned; all at once, how does it feel?

Curses.

We were lost in moments of intense awkwardness until the older Uchiha male decided,

"I guess, what's done is done. The boys have to deal with this too…," he sighed, "Come in, Sakura."

Unhesitating, I stepped into the place I had to claim 'home'.

It was a penthouse on the top most floor of an iconic building in the middle of the metropolis. Unlike that dim and dark place of Sasuke's laboratory, this place, a part of it has clear-glass ceiling where the skies were like an arm's reach.

Not to mention that the interiors were simple with a combination of deep and light grey tones to match. Has a large lounge, the vast kitchen was immediately visible sectioned only by a long shiny black dining table.

Clean and neat. Peaceful and quiet.

Besides looking around, I followed Itachi to the kitchen where he removed a bouquet of flowers from the refrigerator and placed them on the counter top;

White Daffodils.

I looked at them a bit before to Itachi who was actually watching me. He subsequently spoke, answering to my curiosity,

"Today is the anniversary of Sakura's passing."

Well... I didn't...see that coming.

And there was no data recorded inside me. I guess it was deliberately omitted…?

Itachi told me with a straight face. He didn't mind telling me; but had he considered what I would think?

Despite the robotic me, I realised the exception that I was built with.

The ability of having emotions.

Was this a gift?

Was this punishment?

What was it that Sasuke had in mind to create such a being like me?

Why not a simple, emotionless robot? Obedient. Knew nothing. Why?

Why...make me feel...the sting...the pinch.

The pain?

It kind of hurts; my chest, beneath the chilly metal.

'I am Sakura. Too.'

I wished to say but...it didn't seem that I was fit to speak up for myself. The silence between Itachi and I grew stiff; He was hurt...so was I. How I could ask why…

Why should I be here...Why didn't Sasuke let Sakura be as she was...Why bring her back as me...me as her?

If my mimicking existence would cause more hurt in others than myself…

Itachi was right; how selfish Sasuke was!

PLOP! PLAP! PLAP!

My thoughts were derailed by the sudden sound. My eyes traced the source of it and found books that fell to the floor. And a pair of wide eyes staring straight at me. A young boy with those eyes.

Green eyes.

Like mine.