Sakura carried the now sleeping hazel haired five year old into the extra room in her small office/home.
The room was small and in perfect condition. The small room matched Sakura's hair perfectly. Laying the girl in the small green bed, she sighed. "Poor Kajishi, my poor, poor baby girl."
Sakura kissed Kajishi's once bruised cheek and walked out to her master's apartment.
Amazing how one's mothering instincts came in on unexpected moments. How they came in when one saw a small hurt child and could do nothing for her unless it was adopting her. Amazing how one could earn the love of a child so quickly, and how a child could win over a woman so easily, so quickly. How did people learn to do that? Was it learned or was it instinct? Was this how a mother loved her child? Was this how a child loved her mother? Was this how one loved family? Love at first sight?
Sakura knocked on the wooden door of her usually drunken ex-teacher. "Be—be right there," a swirled voice answered. Something tumbled over and crashed. It sounded like glass. Sakura, worried, used her chakra and tumbled the door open.
Her blond, busty mother-like teacher sat on the floor, legs spread out wide. Her pants covered her legs. "Tsunade!" Sakura yelled out in a worried tone. She ran over to the blond Hokage and helped her up. Glass covered her pale arm as Sakura pulled her off the floor. "Tsunade, are you okay?"
The Hokage inspected her arm and grunted, pulling the glass shards out of her it. "Yes," her voice whirled. "Damn it!"
Sakura sighed and helped her pull the glass out, healing her as she did so. "At least nothing happened…"
It was true, nothing did happen. When Tsunade was drunk, things worst happened. She was burned; she was literally cut into her intestines; and much worst, she had her heart cut. Luckily, Sakura had got to her on time and healed it before it killed her. Thank Kami nothing had happened!
"Yah," Tsunade agreed. Her chest still hurt from the heart healing. "I'm fine…"
Sakura nodded and walked her teacher over to the dark couch. "Okay, just came by to see if you were okay…"
"I'm fine! I just said that!" Tsunade hissed. She was always cranky when she was drunk. Sakura nodded.
"Take a nap, Tsunade," Sakura ordered, walking the Hokage to her room.
Sasuke let his hand run over his head as he thought about the things that happened just thins morning. Him, enjoying a touch? Him? Uchiha Sasuke? Who, with the help of his old team, killed the most powerful man in the world, Uchiha Itachi, his so-called brother?
*(Flashback)*
Sasuke's pink haired friend ran next to him, silently jumping from tree to tree. "Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked.
Sasuke grunted and gave her a cold, deadbeat nod.
"Teme, we'll kill him, believe it!" Naruto's cheery voice called out his two favorite words. "Itachi won't walk this earth much longer! The famous Team Seven are gonna make him pay for all the pain he caused you! Believe it!"
Naruto was always happy, even when known danger was near. His glad aura never died. He was happy to have his best friend/rival with him. And he as well wanted to kill Uchiha Itachi for causing both Sasuke and Sakura, his two best friends, and almost family, suffer. Whatever happened he would be happy; if death came, he would make sure he dies happy with a kiss from Sakura, if he killed, then he would celebrate. Either way he would be happy. Naruto never looked at death in a bad way, to him, death was a rose. A deep black, beautiful rose.
Sakura looked back to the blond, a worried look on her face. "We do… that's what I'm worried about…"
"Is that all? What is there to fear?" Sasuke asked somberly.
Sakura's emerald green eyes landed on him and then she flinched away. Staring out o the blackened night, she answered. "What if you leave? What then? Sasuke, we all love you… you're family. We wouldn't be able to stand it if you were happy with yourself and left Kohona again,"
"If I kill him," Sasuke started, looking over to his pink haired friend. "I won't leave. My original plan was to come back anyway…" Sasuke saw Sakura let out a deep breath.
Sakura smiled and ran faster with the two men on her tail. She was leading the way; Sakura was the only one who could read chakras. A dark, sinister chakra was in the distance, and she was leading the way to it.
*(Flashback)*
Sasuke's memory played with him. He could feel himself breathe in deeper as the thought of his friend emerald eyes crossed his mind. What was wrong with him? He had never felt this way before, so odd and so right. What was wrong?
Maybe his hormones were finally kicking in. For seven years he had pushed them back, never had he thought about woman in the way he was thinking of Sakura now.
Why had he let himself be caught? He felt the need to, a year ago.
*(Flashback)*
He felt a hole in the ground before he walked around it. It was so Naruto-ish. Porously, he fell into it. The need to see old friends was overwhelming.
Orochimaru's 'home' was nothing like the Uchiha Household. His office was dark, colorless and dreadful, and the rooms for the people he trained were nothing more then black walls and a hard, smelly bed that hurt anyone's back.
The leaves in the trap were much more comfortable then the beds in Orochimaru's 'home'.
"Teme!" Naruto's voice called from above. "Hi!" the blond jumped down and tied Sasuke's hands together in a white, chakra covered cloth. Naruto pulled himself out and helped Sasuke out. Walking to the gates of Kohona, Naruto smiled at she only pick head in the crowd and walked over to her, pushing Sasuke with him.
Sasuke was reluctant to go to the pink ninja, he never really like her, yet he saved her over and over again.
*(Flashback)*
Sasuke sighed and let the thought go as he fell asleep.