Wow... I never thought I would be able to get two chapters done in two days :3 YAAY NEW RECORD! Aha well I hope you enjoy the sixth chapter!

-Reiko-chan

Sasuke had stayed away from Naruto at school. He wasn't sure if Sakura had told the dobe whether or not what had happened on Friday night and if she did Naruto was going to kill him. But he hadn't seen Sakura around either, and Naruto didn't seem to be hunting him down anytime he saw him in the hallways. The guilt was eating away at his conscience though. He hadn't meant to hit her it was self defence... "Tch annoying." He muttered to himself as he rubbed his hands over his face. Sasuke kept telling himself that it was just a little bump of annoyance, he just needed to ignore it. But now he knew why he wanted to know everything about the girl. Sasuke could focus on blocking those memories and questions, while getting into KonohaU. Or maybe Otogakure University. That would mean getting away from everyone...
"Annoying..." Sasuke muttered once again and closed his locker. Itachi would be working late again, said he had a couple ANBU agents coming down. Walking down the hallway Sasuke only gave a sigh as he spotted Karin bandaged and over-exagerating the wounds Sakura had given her. Sasuke briefly wondered if Sakura had been suspended or expelled. God damnit Sasuke... Stop thinking about her.
Quickly escaping Karin, Sasuke made it to the parking lot and over to his mercedes. He just unlocked the doors when someone clearing their throat caught the Uchiha's attention. Ready to tell the person to fuck off, Sasuke turned towards the man. The dark-pink-gravity-defeying-hair caught Sasuke off guard and his words burned in his mouth. I thought I was the only one who had weird hair... Sasuke raised an eyebrow, waiting for the man to speak.
"Sasuke Uchiha, it's been a while."
"Do I know you?" Sasuke hated wasting time and this man was wasting his. In a rush? Shut up, you're not helping. Oh great now he was talking to himself.
"As a matter of fact you do. You used to play with my daughter? I'm aware you are aquinted with her now." Wait pink hair. Where did Sasuke know pink hair from?
"You're Sakura's father."
"Ah so you are as smart as the people say. Yes, I'm Kizashi Nakamura, pleased to make your aquintance once again." Kizashi's sea-foam eyes narrowed as he smiled and held out his hand. Sasuke looked down at it then met Kizashi's eyes obviously not willing to give a handshake. Why the hell was this man approching him?
"What do you want?" Sasuke narrowed his eyes as Kizashi chuckled.
"Impatient, just like your father-"
"I said, what do you want?" Sasuke said again, his voice hinting at annoyance and anger. Kizashi had no right to bring up Fugaku Uchiha. Kizashi's smile dropped and took a package out of his windbreaker.
"I want you to deliver this to Sakura."
"Why me? Why not Uzumaki?" This man was beginning to get on his nerves. What right gave him the ability to walk up to Sasuke and ask something of him? None.
"Because Uzumaki knows the truth. You at least are still an outsider." I knew the dobe was hiding something. But what does it have to do with this man? Sasuke studied Kizashi with his package extented, and his smug smirk, as if he knew something Sasuke didn't. The Nakamura raised an eyebrow and Sasuke took the package.
"Fine. Don't expect me to do anything else."
"This is fine, good day Sasuke I will be seeing you soon." It was as if Kizashi hadn't heard Sasuke's last comment and this annoyed him. Looking down at the small package, Sasuke sighed. It looked like avoiding the problem wouldn't work. So, into the dragoness' den he went.

"Sakura-chan?"
"What?"
"What happened?"
"Go fuck yourself Naruto." Sakura had smoked through two large packs of ciggerettes already and she had skipped school two days in a row. So it was Wednesday. Lovely. Oh and you couldn't forget the fifteen new holes in her wall. She hadn't really left her room except for the bathroom and food. Sakura wasn't handling the fact of Sasuke being a douche, and Pein coming after her, good. Well to her she was, but not to outlookers. Naruto was concerned and her mother was just plain-out scared for her daugther's safety. Naruto had to convince their Mom it was okay and Sakura would be fine. Which she was.
Deciding it was time to apologize to Naruto, Sakura got up and grabbed a pair of clean clothes. She hadn't showered since Friday and felt like shit. As she excited her room she saw Naruto watching T.V and groaned. "Look Naruto sorry for the past three days."
Sakura watched as the blonde gave her a goofy grin and a thumbs up. She quickly wondered where he got all his energy from. "It's okay Sakura-chan, if you want to talk, I'm here."
"Gotcha." Sakura said giving a weak thumbs up before slipping into the bathroom. She peeled off the clothing that had been clean on Friday and turned on the hot water. Sakura didn't seem to notice the scalding hot water and she questioned if she was losing her emotions again.
-Flashback-
The little pinkette watched her father scream at her mother. And then there was some hitting. And suddenly Kizashi was coming after Sakura. Her orange dress that her mother had picked out just for Sunday was ripped off her back. And tears began pouring down her cheeks Sakura didn't remember starting to cry, and she almost forgot about the ripping pain that ran down her bloody back. Her father was whipping her. With what she didn't know.
After several times of this occurrence Sakura had learned how to lock herself away. She wouldn't cry anymore, scream yes... But no more tears. Instead she thought about how Sasuke had given her a daisy that day. Sakura made sure she only showed her feelings around Sasuke-kun and her mother.
But soon she didn't have to hid it anymore, because Kizashi left. Her mother and her could start new, even if it was rough. Then she met Naruto, and Ino, and Tenten, and Hinata, and Kiba, and Shikamaru, and Choji, and the Akatsuki, and Sai (even if he lived in Suna). Oh and she couldn't forget about Neji, and Shino.
-Flashback end-
Sakura had met so many new people that she had locked away her memories of before her life in the slums. Because she had made a better life when she had less. Because being rich didn't always mean you were happy. Sakura had learned how to be real here on the South side of Konoha. She learned how to be herself, as the scars on her back healed. But the scars where still there to remind her of the abuse her previous life held even if she was only a young four year old. It had lasted abou-
"Sakura? I know you're in the middle of a shower but Teme is here." Sasuke? I thought I told him to get out... What could he want now?
To apologize of course.
Right.
"Okay I'll be out soon. Entertain him Narutard." Sakura ran soap through her hair, and washed off the grime from three days. She felt great as she stepped out into the living room with a clean pair of track pants, and a clean blue tank top. Sasuke was sitting in the same spot where he had sat down on Friday. She still hadn't told Naruto about that.
Sakura narrowed her eyes as she met Sasuke's. "What do you want Uchiha?" But Naruto answered before he could.
"Sakura, I want you to stay calm through this." Naruto never used her name like that, unless... The pinkette immediately knew what it was about and took out a ciggerette. Lighting it she took a deep drag and closed her eyes letting the smoke blow out through her nose. Sakura may have been young when Kizashi Nakamura had abused both her mother and herself, but she still remembered how clearly she wanted to hit him back. How she wanted to kick him out of their nice house before he took off with everything. That's why she had the old Haruno crest tattooed on her left shoulder, because being a Nakamura meant pain. But being a Haruno meant pride, and the ability to recover even if you had to scrounge for money.
"Okay Naruto, Sasuke, by the way I forgive you." Naruto looked between Sakura and Sasuke with confusion but soon let it go as Sakura continued. "What did Kizashi want this time?"
"Hn," Sasuke did that grunt and nodded to the table. Sakura followed his gaze and her brow furrowed as her own gaze landed on the small package. Sakura looked over to Naruto after a few minutes of staring at the package.
"Did you call Mom?" The blonde nodded.
"She's closing up early and coming right over."
"Good because she needs to be here too. Sasuke," Sakura looked over at the young Uchiha, who simply looked passive and annoyed, like usual. "You're not leaving until I get answers." He didn't seem to eager to leave which Sakura was glad for. She was sure he wanted his questions answered as well. They would see what Kizashi wanted and perhaps they could end this, once and for all.