Author's note: AHHH! Don't kill me! Here's the next part to the story. Special thanks to all who reviewed. You know who you are. ; ) Everyone who has reviewed I am extremely grateful to as it helps me.

The hours felt like minutes, and Itachi's energy had barely been disturbed when he was alerted to a commotion in the hideout. His door burst open as Kisame appeared, out of breath and sporting a heavy slash to the right arm. "She's gone…"

"Yichi?" Itachi questioned, immediately alert.

"Yes and no," Hidan panted coming in the door right after the shark man. "Both her and the pink haired bitch are gone."

"She is probably in the hideout," Itachi replied, still calm as he got to his feet.

"That may fucking well be. But we have searched fucking everywhere for the bitches and they are gone."

For once in his life, Itachi allowed himself to borrow from Hidan's language. "Shit."

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Yichi sat patiently, watching as the other girl gathered white roses from the garden. The angel noted how carefully Sakura cut them and arranged them, never taking too many from one bush so that they were all filled. Some of the bouquets were of the white roses and a soft star flower, but others varied. There was one formed solely of tiger lilies. "Why tiger lilies?" she asked, staring at the black and orange flowers.

Sakura shook her head, tying the twine around them. "No reason…" she replied softly as she paused before adding a white rose. Flinching as a thorn pricked her finger, Sakura bit her lip and then healed it carefully. Her fingers turned the rose over, studying its petals before she realized there was a small red stain on its white form. Emerald eyes darkening, she picked up the final arrangement and walking to the chapel.

Laying down the bouquet at Naruto's picture, she then walked down the row, laying a flower at each, and then two at the ones of the rookie nine. Yichi paused at the picture, staring at it with a slight frown. The genin squads of Konoha were made up in squads of two boys and one girl, and one jonin. Yet as she looked at the picture, there were only two chunin and a sensei, no kunoichi. She silently wondered why. The boy that most stood out to her was the blonde. He wore black and orange, and then the angel understood. Sakura had cared for him the most.

But as her eyes go over the picture again, she notes that the other is an Uchiha. The uchiha known to here merely as Sasuke. Even then he had appeared an ass, she noted. No wonder that he was dead, unable to fufill his goal to kill Itachi. Suddenly she freezes as she senses four chakra's moving fast, one which was directly behind her. A scythe tip found its way to her throat. "Holy f- you'd think that a bitch like you would pay more attention to your back."

"What the hell?!" she asked.

"That's what we were going to ask you bitch. Where's the kunoichi?" Hidan demanded.

"What?" Yichi questioned with a frown, turning to stare down the rows. The white flowers indeed rested at each picture. Sakura stood at the end, unaware of the proceedings. "She's right there."

Itachi appeared his eyes livid as he threw a single kunai. The bushin exploded in a burst of smoke and Yichi seemed to pale. Itachi understood the reason. She'd let a prisoner escape. Therefore, she would die in that girl's place. Then in one movement, her chakra pulsed black, and then the other clone exploded. As the Jashinist was hit full force, Itachi blocked sharply to keep from loosing his footing as Hidan slammed into him. "That's two now…We need to track them down before Pein learns of this," Sasori said quietly behind him. "Can't you use your mental connection to track her?"

"If I could, we would not be here right now. She must have done something to it," Itachi replied before pausing. He seemed to be staring off into space, but images were flashing in his mind as a smug feeling radiated through the room.

"That's two now… We need to track them down before Pein learns of this," Sasori stated quietly. Yet his back was turned and Itachi could clearly see his own livid expression from the high point. "Can't you use your mental connection to track her?"

"If I could… we would not be here right now."

Itachi signaled the others with a mere gesture to sweep the room. Yet as he did so, two figures dropped from the ceiling. Sakura's emerald green eyes were calm, smug as a cat. Yichi's glimmered with a mischevious air, and Itachi grew cautious. They were both up to something. "I'm not dumb enough to try and run from the Akatsuki," Sakura mused, her eyes darkening. "Not in this age."

"Sakura and I decided that she needs training. Keeping her in your room all the time Itachi is going to be a waste of her skills and then when she needs them, she will not be able to use them if they have been dormant," Yichi said. "This today was just a simple demonstration of what I'm planning to teach her."

Kisame merely shook his head and walked off. With a frown, Sasori glanced at the furious Uchiha. "She is a prisoner. Allowing her to learn from you is a mistake, Yichi-san. It exposes your style," the puppet master pointed out. "Moreso, it is a liability that she will escape."

The angel's eyes darkened with fury as they met the puppet master's. Her tone was laced with venom and her chakra marks pulsed black. "Just because it exposed your weakness, Sasori, does not mean that it will mine. I can watch Sakura easily and Itachi's seal will track her," she stated coldly.

"Sakura." Itachi's voice broke through the two's tirade as the Uchiha met her eyes. He could feel a defiance resounding through their connection now, a cold hate. Shifting with two steps so that he was behind her, the Uchiha looked at the mark at her temples. He had nearly missed the small lines trailing out from the crescent shape, but now that he could see them clearly, he was simmering with a barely controlled temper.

"You were to leave the seal alone."

"You never said anything about that," she replied icily. "I never gave you permission to get into my mind. I know it was you who pulled that nightmare up last night."

To that Itachi could not reply. But her attitude was irritating him. The other akatsuki shifted uneasily before backing away. An angry Uchiha was not to be trifled with. Realizing that she and Sasori would have to go else where, Yichi sent a meaningful glare at the puppet before walking out as the others followed.

"You will do as you are told."

"And you will stay the hell out of my head." Sakura returned.

In an instant Itachi's eyes narrowed chillingly. "You want me out? Then make me, kunoichi." Instantly he used the connection to pull up the worst memories of her life and display them in plain horrific detail adding his own memories to the mix but putting her in his shoes. He could feel her resistance fighting him as her eyes stayed on his. But she was slowly losing to the nightmares, he could read it in her eyes.