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Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Part of this is from Mr. and Mrs. Smith.

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Sakura was hiding in the kitchen. She was behind a pillar, now holding and Uzi. It sure was useful being in a yakuza. Sasuke slid into the kitchen, holding the AK-47 he just-so-happened to find lying around. Unluckily for him, he nearly fell right into Sakura's trap.

There was a small glass vase that was on the counter that he was surely going to bump into. And he did… but he caught it at the last second. Sakura stood, tense, waiting for any sound to alert her to Sasuke's coming. She was now on the wall behind the kitchen.

Sasuke was still in the kitchen, but he was frozen in place, trying to figure out how he was going to get rid of that stupid vase.

What he didn't realize is that vase had a lid. The lid fell and shattered on the floor. Sakura smiled to herself and turned, shooting through the wall and leaving a three-inch across hole. "Oh Jesus!" He whispered, falling backward and dropping the vase. "You still alive, Sasuke?" Sakura asked, smirking.

"Ugh…" Sasuke moaned, faking it, dropping his gun on the ground for effect. "Sa-Sasuke?" Sakura called out, her voice quivering. "Crap! What will Fugaku say if I tell him I killed his son?!"

Sasuke got up quickly, grabbing his gun, and aimed at Sakura through the hole she had made in the wall. She gasped, jumping out of the way from the shower of bullets. The two were both in the hallway now, staring each other down. They both shot at the same time, and their guns were knocked out of their hands.

Sakura growled, taking up defensive stance, slightly crouched, with her fists extended. Sasuke did the same. The two rushed each other, grabbing anything they could find to throw at each other and throwing punches and kicks. Sakura smashed a couple vases on Sasuke's head and Sasuke pushed Sakura into a glass shelf, which shattered on impact.

"C'mon, baby. Come to daddy." Sasuke said, smirking and beckoning to her while she sat on the ground , covered in glass shards. Sakura lashed out kicking him where it hurts. He collapsed to the ground. "Who's your daddy now?" She asked, kicking him in the side and running away to her living room, pulling out a piece of glass from her arm and wincing.

Sasuke grabbed a random gun he found, again, just lying around, and Sakura went for the MP-4 that was mounted above her fireplace. Sasuke and Sakura tuned to face each other. Both grimaced. Their guns were right at each other's foreheads.

Sasuke was just about to pull the trigger. Then it hit him. His arm fell to his side. Sakura stared at him, shocked and appalled. "I can't." he said, hanging his head. Sasuke looked up at her. There were tears in her eyes and she was clenching her teeth.

"Don't you dare back out! DON'T YOU DARE!" She managed. Sasuke dropped his gun. "If you want my life…" He said, putting his hands up, "Take it. It's yours." Sakura bit her lip, trying to stop crying. She shut her eyes. She know she couldn't pull the trigger on him. After all, she really… truly…

Sasuke pushed her arm away and she dropped her gun. He pushed her into the wall and pressed her up against it. "I lied. I don't really have a girlfriend… I just… wanted to make you jealous." He said, giving a look that said, 'My Bad'.

"Bastard." Sakura muttered. "Don't I know it." Sasuke said, smiling. With that, he kissed her again.

But this time, instead of pushing him away, Sakura pulled him closer.

Miraculously, somehow they ended up in Sakura's bedroom.

(Insert a super red-hot lemon scene of your choice here. I don't have the guts to actually write one XD)

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The next day was a normal day, except Sasuke arrived a little later than usual. He looked tired. Gaara raised an eyebrow in his direction along with the other guys that always hung around the office. "Hey, Sasuke. Something wrong?" Neji asked. Sasuke smiled mysteriously. "I didn't sleep that much last night. That's all."

Then, as if on cue, Sakura entered the room. "Hey Sakura!" All the guys called out to her. She merely smiled and kept walking to Fugaku's office. Her gaze lingered on Sasuke longer than usual. Kiba said the same thing he always did. "I'd STILL tap that."

Sasuke smirked and chuckled. Everyone turned to him, confused.

"Would it surprise you… If I told you I DID tap that?" He said, still smirking.

Everyone's jaws basically hit the floor. The whole room was dead silent except for the ticking of the wall clock. Suddenly, Chouji started laughing. "BUAHAHAHA!! Shika!!! You owe me $150!!" Shikamaru scowled and got out his wallet.

Everyone stared at them. "What? We made a bet! I bet that Sasuke would get to Sakura first. Shika bet on Neji." Shikamaru mumbled to himself as he paid his best friend. "So, man…. How was it?" Kiba asked.

Sasuke smirked. "What makes you think I'll tell?" Everyone pulled out their wads of cash from their pockets.

"Hmm… I guess $50 from each of you will sway me… but only a little." Sasuke said. Everyone paid up and gathered around him. "All I have to say is…" Sasuke began, but all the others were in their own little worlds, imagining themselves in his spot…

"Don't even try it. Sakura is mine." Sasuke said, slamming his fist on the table, snapping them all back to reality. "Right… Sorry, Sasuke." Everyone said, sweatdropping. Suddenly Choji looked around himself, confused. "Hey, Cho. What's wrong?" Shikamaru asked.

"Gaara's not here." Choji responded. Everyone looked alarmed and started looking around for the redhead.

He was nowhere to be seen.

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Sakura was looking around in the weapons development lab, trying to find out anything she could for Akatsuki. Usually, she was really into it. But… something just wasn't right. Was she… starting to actually like working at Sharingan?…

No. Out of the question. Besides, even if she did try to quit Akatsuki she would most likely be killed.

"Sakura. You should know where your allegiances lie." Inner Sakura said.

"Yeah, I know… but Sasuke…"

"Who cares about that duck butt-haired emo?"

"He is not emo!"

"You're not gonna comment about the Duck-butt?"

"I can't… It's kinda true."

"BUAHAHAHA!!!"

"Aw, Shut up."

"Sakura? What are you doing in the weapons lab alone?"

"Huh?" Sakura said. That was NOT her inner voice. It was a deeper, seductive voice. "Gaa…ra?" she called out. "What?" the annoyed voice responded. "OH! It is you." Sakura said, smiling as the redhead appeared from behind a rack holding rocket launchers.

"Sakura, cut the shit." Gaara said, glaring. "Huh?" she said again, cocking her head. "We both know you're working for Akatsuki." Gaara said, moving closer and lowering his voice to a husky whisper. Sakura glared at him. "I have no idea what you're talking about." she said, her fingers brushing against her gun in her thigh holster.

"Oh, do you?" Gaara said, glaring far more intensely then she ever could.

Sakura grabbed her gun and brought it to Gaara's temple. "Tell anyone… and I'll come after you."

She then re-holstered the gun and stormed out of the room.

Gaara smiled to himself. "I wouldn't have it any other way, Sakura-CHAN."

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Sorry it was kind of short. The next chapter will have more revealed and it will be longer.

This is Griffin, over-and-out!