Short recap: Tacome goes into town with a stupid guard and runs away. Orochimaru wants Sasuke to go after her.

Sachetmay: Hola! Sorry if this chapter was a bit…delayed. Here is a lesson everyone: … ... Study the two sets of 3 periods and see if you can see the difference. Moving on, here's chapter 5!

(A/N: I thought it was funny that the word the spell checker comes up with for Sasuke is Sauce. Lol, made me laugh.)

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Tacome stopped, out of breath as she put her hands on her knees.

I'm finally free of that hell hole, She thought, both relived and exited form her adrenaline rush, But I'm almost positive that they will send someone after me.

She continued to walk down the crowded street, and kept looking over her shoulder, just in case. After walking a little bit further, she looked back over her shoulder and saw the sudden flash of chicken butt hair.

"Damn it. Of all people, it had to be him," She whispered.

"She veered to the left, and entered a restaurant, running into the girl's bathroom.

"Well, I'm safe for now," She sighed, and took the chance to look at herself in the mirror.

Her once snow-white hair was now a grayish brown from all of the dust that she had to deal with. Her skin was slightly flushed, and her cheeks were pink.

Disgusting, She thought, Well, as soon as I get home, I'm taking a shower and eating 12 pounds of food. And I'm getting that kitty I want.

She smoothed out her dress, and left the restaurant with her white one tucked under her arm. She looked ahead, and saw him quite a ways ahead of her. As she began to turn the opposite way, he looked back at that exact moment and spotted her.

"Shoot," She began to run down the street, avoiding and dodging people as he began to walk after her, trying to look non-suspicious.

She's not very sneaky, Sasuke thought, And it looks like she's wearing a new dress.

She dashed into a bookstore and hid behind a bookshelf, peeking through two books at the front of the store. Soon enough, Sasuke entered.

Well, there he is, She thought, moving behind another bookshelf as he looked behind the one she was just at. Every time he was done looking behind one, she moved to another one. As soon as he had inspected the whole store, he went back outside.

"Finally," she said as she came out of hiding.

She smoothed her dress out again, and started out of the building. But almost as soon as she walked out, a hand covered her mouth and grabbed her shoulder.

"AHHHHH! RAPIST! RAPIST! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!" She screamed through the fingers over her mouth.

"Shut up! It's me, Sasuke!"

"I know. RAPIST!" They were now drawing a lot of attention, and Sasuke didn't like it.

"Would you be quiet!" He shouted in his ear, "Nothing to see here everyone, she's just in one of her moods today.

Soon enough, the eyes drifted away, and Sasuke began to pull along a very unhappy Tacome.

"Let go of me! You should be very depressed for ruining someone's freedom! It's not very nice at all! Hey, I'll give you pudding if you let me go," She tried to pull away, but couldn't escape his strong grasp.

"Do you ever shut up?" He asked, becoming slightly annoyed, "And I'm not a rapist."

"I know that! You're a mean, evil, unhappy, rude, rapist who doesn't like pudding! Who doesn't like pudding?"

(A/N: In Japan, they actually have Japanese style custard pudding)

"Fine, give me some pudding and I'll let you go."

"Oh, uh, about that pudding…I dropped it. So, you'll have to let me go get it."

"Nice try."

By this time, they were a ways into a forest, and away from civilization. Tacome's chance of escape was gone.

"This would be easier if I just knocked you out," Sasuke commented as tried to twist out of his grip.

"Don't you dare."

"What if I do? You'll be knocked out anyways."

"If you do, you'll feel my wrath when I wake up," She said, glaring up at him.

"I think that I've already felt it."

"But you're a rapist! You don't feel."

"Didn't your parents teach you any manners?"

There was silence.

"Tacome?"

"Wait, did you just call me Tacome?"

"Hn. Don't avoid the question," He said, a little distraught that he had actually called her by her name.

"Oh, right. Yeah, they taught me my manners, and they're probably going frantic about my absence, and, um, they're probably looking for me right now."

Sasuke looked at her skeptically. He knew she was lying, "I know you're not telling the truth, but I won't ask anymore questions unless you want to tell me anything."

"Thank you. Although, I'm still mad at you."

"That's fine with me."

"Meanie."

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It was the next day, and Tacome was tired of feeling dirty.

"Meanie (Her new name for him) do you think I can take a shower? It's the least you can do," She asked him.

"Shouldn't you be the one doing things for us since you ran away?"

"I already am doing things for you. I'm your maid."

"You mean slave," Sasuke pointed out.

"MAID! Just answer the question!" She yelled.

"I suppose we don't want to look bad by having a dirty slave," He said, pushing her buttons.

"You may not know this, but I'm very skilled in the art of kicking!" She began to swing her leg at him, while he dodged it.

"Do you want to take a shower or not?" He questioned.

"Fine. Take me to the shower," She lowered her foot as she followed him.

"From now on you'll either give someone a list of groceries, or you'll go into town with me or Kabuto."

"But I don't like Kabuterd. And then I'll really have a reason to scream 'Help, someone is raping me!"

"I think you can deal with it."

"Are you saying that I can deal with him raping me?!" She knew that that wasn't what had meant, but she liked toying with him.

"No, I meant that…I meant…whatever," He said, not able to argue with her on this one.

Tacome smiled as they reached the shower which was located in a small room that she had cleaned before. There was a towel, toothbrush, and hairbrush set on a counter. There were no windows.

"Go ahead. I'll be waiting right out here," He said as he moved to the side of the wall.

She walked into the bathroom, and shut the door, wishing there was a lock on it. She quickly undressed and jumped in the shower, delighted to its warmth. Once she had thoroughly washed off the dirt and grime from her hair and body, she stepped out and wrapped the towel around herself.

Maybe I can have fun with this, She thought, and smiled evilly.

She grabbed her black dress, and walked out of the door.

"Okay I'm ready to go back to my hell cell," She told a slightly surprised Sasuke.

"Why aren't you dressed?" He asked, a little bit of discomfort showing on his face.

"Well, I…have to dry off first, and I uh, didn't want to keep you waiting," She finished.

"Oh, right," He said, as he led her to her cell.

"Oh, wait, before you go, could you wait around the corner because I need someone to zip up my dress for me," She looked at him pleadingly.

"Can't you do it yourself?" He asked, already knowing the answer.

"No."

Sasuke sighed, and walked around the corner while she quickly dried herself off, and slipped into the black dress.

"Okay, I'm done," She said, as he came around the corner and into her cell. He stood behind her as she moved her hair to the side. He reached out and pinched the dress just bellow the zipper, and pulled it up, the edges of his fingers brushing against her soft skin.

"Done," He said as he abruptly locked her cell and walked away. Tacome smiled.

She did that on purpose, didn't she? Sasuke thought, But I can't think about that now, I have training tonight.

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Tacome opened her eyes the next morning to big rat that was sitting right in front of her face. Her eyes widened as she jumped back three feet and turned to face Sasuke. As soon as she saw him she let a shrill scream escape her lips, and she jumped three feet to her left.

"What?" He asked calmly, quite the opposite of Tacome.

"Your-your eyes are...!" She pointed at his face.

Indeed, his eyes were red with those black dots from the sharingan. It had stayed like that from last night during his training.

"My eyes? Oh, it's my sharingan from last night."

"Sharingan?" She asked slowly.

"It's an Uchiha bloodline. It is known for its copying technique for nin, gen, and tai jutsu. It can also do many other things," He explained.

"Oh. I thought you were rabid or something. It won't…do anything to me, right?"

"Not unless I want it to," He said as she glared at him.

Today was a day for noticing, as she just now noticed the curse mark on his neck as he let her out.

"Wait, what's this?" She asked as she reached out to touch it with her pointer finger.

"It's nothing," He said, as he let her place her finger over it.

"Liar," She said.

"Hn," He walked away from her touch, heading for the kitchen.

I wonder if he'll ever open up to me, She thought as she ran to catch up to him, Maybe someday, but that means that I'll have to open up too.

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Sachetmay: Okay, sorry if the story is moving along kind of slowly, but hopefully it will pick up soon. Thanks for reading! Next chapter will be up soon 3