Aren't you so glad to see me?

I know I am.

Okay, before we start... this chapter won't make sense until you read to the middle. Be patient. You'll soon understand what I'm talking about.

This chapter is one hell of a chapter. It was so interesting writing it.

I didn't realize I was sadist up until now.

I'll teach you a lesson

"You...you are Haruno Sakura?"

Sakura's pov

There are few things in my life that makes me happy.

Freedom, food, friends, and information.

There are, however, so many things in my life that makes me unhappy.

Bitches, fangirls, sluts, assholes, glitter, snake, mini-skirt, stuck-up bastards, weaklings, etc.

I could go on forever.

Now, I've dealt with loads of shit in my life.

Being accused of murder, which I didn't commit, getting beat up by fellow roommates, and becoming a No.1 public enemy for girls in first fucking day of school. Not to mention coming to a rich school, which by the way, was where a bitch called Ino, the same one who accused me of being a murderer, was attending to.

But right now... this was taking it a whole another level.

Angry? Doesn't even cover it.

Mad? No, something stronger. Way stronger.

Livid? Enraged? Fucking enraged?

Yeah, that's about close.

"You...you are Haruno Sakura?"

That fucking son of a bitch is pretending he doesn't know me.

That bastard, motherfucking bitch is pretending that he doesn't remember a pink-haired girl with emerald eyes who he accused of being a murderer of his beloved daughter, the one who smirked at me and winked at me when my hands were being handcuffed and I was taken to Konoha Jail.

I remember him clearly.

The blond hair, blue eyes that are so cold and cruel...

He was crying and cursing at me for killing his daughter, shaking my shoulders and asking me what she did wrong. To kill him so he could be with her, too, in heaven, all the while glaring at me for causing misery to him and his family.

Tears were pouring from his eyes, and his face was twisted in agony.

His friends were consoling him and asking him not to lose control, that surely his deceased daughter was in heaven.

But I knew, that behind his mask, he was laughing at me.

Cold, cruel, laugh that I could hear so painfully well.

I remember wondering how in the fucking world, nobody except for me knew him for what he was.

That he was the real murderer, not me.

"You don't remember me?" I asked, barely containing my rage.

"No, I do not know you. The reason why I'm here is because-" I didn't give him a chance to finish and jumped on him, punching him square in the face. Blood pours out of his nose, maybe even broken. I punched him again, landing a solid blow on his jaw. He fell flat on his butt, a huge bruise forming on the spot where I just hit him.

Bulls-eye.

Ino, the bitch who called him in the first place, was immediately by her father's side and attempted to help him up. She threw one hateful but fearful look at me and I couldn't help but smirk.

That made me feel a bit better.

I was about to throw another punch at that bastard when our principle, Tsunade, held be back.

"Haruno Sakura! You better stop this right now or you'll get suspended--"

"I don't care! Let me go! He needs to pay for what he has made me been through--"

Itachi, Sasori, and Kisame bursting in to the principle's office and Kisame, assessing the situation, held me back like Tsunade. Itachi and Sasori quickly joined him, immobilizing my movements. I struggled to break free but Kisame comes to front and pushed my shoulder back to the chair which I was sitting on.

"Sakura, what the hell is wrong with you?" Kisame asked, concern evident in his black eyes.

"I'm sorry, Kisame-kun, but that is not the question." Tsunade turned to look at me and looked straight into my eyes.

"What do you mean he needs to pay for what he has made you gone through?"

I stayed silent.

How did I end up in this situation again?

"Sakura, you are wanted at the principle's office."

"Okay."

"...be careful."

20 minutes ago...

"...So I punched him square in the face and said, 'don't mess with me again.' And, and, that guy was like, 'I'll call you boss from now on' and I was like--"

"Still didn't graduate from the cliche boss thing, huh? Seriously, 'boss'?"

"Hey, it's not my fault! They insisted, Sakura. They were begging me to let them call me boss, and being a good-natured person like I am, I let them--Hey, what's with that giggle?" Kisame looked at me with mock irritation on his face.

"Nothing, boss." I hit him playfully on his shoulder and he let out a mock growl. I laughed again, ran in front of him and stuck out my tongue.

Kisame laughed and said, "You think I'm childish? That's coming from a girl who's still stucking out her tongue when irritated or amused. Seriously, Sakura. You are 15 years old."

I merely stuck out my tongue even more, unfazed.

"I didn't need to be reminded of that yet again, Kisame. My youth!" I said, posing in a dramatic manner, "It's diminishing!" I wiped a fake tear from the corner of my eye, "So sad..."

Kisame rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, "Drama Queen."

I laughed, "I'm just amazing like that."

He smiled and quickly caught up to me with 6 big steps. It took me 10 steps to come to this position.

Damn Kisame and his long legs.

We went inside the Student Council Room to find out that no one was inside yet. We looked around, and looked at each other. I guess the lunch bell didn't ring yet. Suddenly, my stomach growled, asking for food like always. I blushed and scratched my head in sheepish manner.

"I guess I should find something to eat." Kisame laughed, but stopped adruptly when his stomach growled louder than mine.

"We should find something to eat," he said and blushed when I didn't stop laughing.

"Shut up," he said, dragging me to the kitchen of Student Council Room.

"Sorry," I said, wiping a tear from the corner of my eye. I finally realized where we were and, again, I was amazed by the size and high-class furniture, marble tables, silver utensils and wine glass that were decorating the kitchen.

Bloody rich bastards.

I sat down on one of over-the-top decorated chairs and sat down, looking around. Kisame raised one of his eyebrow and I just shrugged and grinned at him, signalling to him that I cannot cook.

Ever.

He sighed and opened the refrigerator, took out some ingredients for good-knows-what, and started cooking. I sat back, imagining him with a pink apron. Pink frilly apron.

I giggled. That would be one hell of a picture.

"If you are imagining me wearing a pink frilly apron, I won't share my gorgeous fried shrimps with you." Kisame said, not even looking back. I stared at his back, wearing WTF expression.

He turned around, "I know you too well, dont' I?" He laughed at my expression and went back on putting whatever on the shrimps.

"Kisame~" I whined and growled when he just continue to laugh.

"You weren't serious about the shrimps, were you?" I asked, secretly scared that he really might tie me up to a chair (he was still physically stronger than me. I'm sure he'll manage to do it somehow) and make me watch him eat while my poor stomach growls for food.

He wasn't that evil...was he?

"I don't know, Sakura."

He smirked. I could just hear the smirk.

Damn him and his amazing fried shrimps.

--

After god-knows-how-long, I was presented with golden, crispy, just perfect fried shrimps on my plate.

God, they were the most beautiful thing I've ever seen in my life.

"Uh, Sakura? "

"Yeah?"

"You are drooling." Kisame said, pointing at the corner of my mouth.

I blinked. Didn't even know.

"Can't I eat it right now?" I whined, wanting to get that crispy, chewy, juicy fried goodness in my mouth and--

Yeah, you get the point.

"No. Don't you want some sauce with that?" He asked me, batting my hand away when I tried to reach for that goodness.

"Yes, but you are TORTURING me!" I whined again, clinging to his arm and looking at him with puppy dog eyes.

"Please, Kisame?"

Kisame sighed and said dreaded one word.

"No."

"You are sooooo mean." I pouted and crossed my arms in front of me. Kisame just smirked.

That bloody bastard.

I was about to retort back but the door opened and revealed Sasori-senpai with concerned look on his face. He looked around and when his eyes rested on me, his concerned look was even more intense than before.

"Senpai?"

"Sakura, you are wanted in principle's office." He looked at Kisame and something like annoyance crossed his face before going back to his indifferent look.

"Um, why?"

"I don't know." He said, looking at me again.

"Okay..." I turned around to Kisame and he was staring at Sasori, his face devoid of any emotion. "Save me some friend shrimps, okay?"

"WHy don't you eat one on the way?" He smiled and handed me one of that heavenly thing. I beamed at him.

"THANK YOU SOOOOO MUCH!" I pecked him on the cheek, leaving Kisame dumbfounded. He quickly got out of his trance and stuffed one of the shrimp in my mouth. I just munched on it happily.

"Thank you, Sasori-senpai!" I really doubt he understood me though. I was too busy chewing. God, when did he learn to cook so well when I can't even make a simple sandwich? A simple edible sandwich, not a good sandwich?

"Sakura!" Sasori called when I was just about to step out of the kitchen.

"Yeah?" I turned back, smiling at him.

"...Be careful."

I looked at him questioningly before smiling and said, "Okay."

He smiled back, if not little troubled.

If I knew what was going to happen, I wouldn't have gone to the principle's office.

If only...

"I want all the information you can find about Haruno Sakura."

I'm sorry, Sakura.

Tsunade's pov

"What do you mean he has to pay for what he has made you gone through?" I asked, glancing back at Inoichi as to some kind of explanation. Ino was busy tending her father, who was still kissing the floor. Almighty, powerful Inoichi, kissing the floor with bruise and bleeding nose on his always-perfect-face.

Oh, what I won't give for a camera right now.

"I...Can't we talk about this later, alone?" She asked, her entire being trembling, her hands on her arms, squeezing it tightly. With her face down, her whole posture and voice just screamed DISTRESS.

"No. I want some answers, and I want it now." Kisame looked like he was about to protest, but I silenced him with a wave of a hand.

I needed to know what was going on so maybe I can help this girl. This confusing, puzzling girl with extremely bad luck since the day she attended the first day.

Like me.

"Please, Tsunade-sama. I...I need to..." she broke off and just when I thought she was going to cry, she jumped and kicked Itachi and Sasori who was holding her in place, muttering quick 'sorry' that I doubt anyone but I heard.

She closed the space between her and the door in blink of an eye, and rushed out the door like a wind. That girl is fast.

"Sakura!" Kisame yelled, running just as fast as Sakura and rushing out the door. Itachi and Sasori stood up from their position on the floor and just looked at the door with stupid faces.

"Itachi," I said, turning to face Itachi fully. He turned around as well, giving me a full attention.

I closed upon him, dreading the question I was going to ask. I was invading privacy, not to mention without the owner's permission. I wouldn't do something like this on a normal circumstances.

But if she was unwilling to give me answers, than I had to find out for myself, with her permission or no.

"You have some connections with your company, correct?" He noddd affarmative.

"I want all the information that you can find about Haruno Sakura."

I'm sorry, Sakura.

"What is going on, Kisame?"

I wanted some answers.

Tobi's pov

"But Deidara-senpai~" I whined, still holding the chocolate chip cookie in my hand.

"No, Tobi. Give my cookie back!" He stretched his arm to reach for the sugary goodness in my hand, but I can't let him have that now, can we?

I was about to whine again when a flash of pink was shown in my vision. A very distressed looking face with pink hair.

"Sakura?" I said, catching the attention of other student council members around me.

"Oh, her meeting with Sai must be over," Naruto said, standing up. He put the tray on the box and came to the desk, his hands full of ramen.

"What do you mean? That pale kid that you call Sai was here long time ago, sitting right behind us." I said, pointing to the table behind Naruto with narrowed eyes.

"Eh?" Naruto yelled and looked to the direction I pointed, dropping his ramen in process.

"Hello, Naruto-kun." He gave us a fake smile and turned back to eathing his lunch.

"You bastard, what did you do to Sakura-chan?" Naruto stood up and grabbed Sai by his collar, his voice full of anger. If it was any other time, I would've stopped him before he stood up, but...

When it comes to Sakura, I'm not most rational person in the world.

"She cancelled it, saying that she had a guest she didn't expect," said Sai, his voice devoid of any emotion. He looked at Naruto square in the eye, daring him to make a move.

"Who's the guest?" Gaara asked, his jade eyes now focused entirely on Sai as well.

"I don't know."

"HEY!" We turned around to look at Kisame, who looked like he just ran a marathon. Naruto turned to look at Kisame, who was running up to us like devil itself was chasing him after.

"Kisame, when did you come back?"

"Have you seen Sakura?" He asked, ignoring Naruto's question.

I blinked. He knows Sakura?

"You know Sakura?"

"We're childhood friends, I'll explain it later. But seriously, have you seen Sakura?" Kisame asked, fully intent on not answering any questions.

"I saw her going that way, but Kisame, what's going on--" Kisame waved his hand at me, running full force to the direction I pointed. I grabbed his hand, stopping him effectively.

"What is going on, Kisame?"

I wanted some answers.

--

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Itachi's pov

I looked at the paper in my hand, not believing what my eyes are seeing right now. My brain was numb, unable to process the information.

"Is...is this true?" I asked, almost stuttering in shock.

"Everything in that paper is true, Itachi-sama," said my secretary, his head bowed so he couldn't see my shocked expression.

I read through the paper once more, processing the information in my head.

Sakura Haruno.

A girl with pink hair and green eyes.

A girl who my brother loves dearly.

A girl who caught my interest since day one.

A girl that everyone adores.

Same girl who became murderer at age 10.

And... that's a wrap!

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(This is actually a birthday present for myself. I didn't intend to make it this way, but...yeah.)

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