MERRY CHRISTMAS!! I ONLY HAVE 2 MINUTES TO EDIT!! Um..yes ur Christmas presents…will be this chapter and I I have good news.

I DECIDED TO MAKE A SEQUEL TO THIS!!

That's another present..

uhhh, I'm not going to flashback the lemon, but mind you THERE was a lemon...

Chapter 10

Sakura looked confused as she examined her deserted house. Her father was not lying on a pile of beer cans like he usually did. She noticed a hastily scrawled note on the floor and picked it up.

"Cops are looking for me. Running away for now, destroy this. H----" the rest was scribbled out but she could tell that it read, "...Here's some money." She sighed as she dropped three wallets that she had previously stolen. She headed towards the filthy stove and watched as the note became engulfed in flames. She had to tell Sasuke to make sure her father did not get caught. Her mother's dying wish was for her to do anything for her father and to protect him.

Her mother loved her father even though he went as far as to murder her. The whine of sirens immediately broke her train of thoughts. She carefully peeked out the window and saw police cars surrounded her house.

"Shit!"

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Sasuke came to a screeching halt in front of a shabby looking house. "TEME!! YOU ALMOST KILLED ME!!" the blonde next to him shrieked while rubbing his nose. Sasuke growled, "That's why they fucken invented seatbelts so idiots like you don't fly through the window."

"I AM NOT AN IDIOT!!" screeched Naruto at his partner's retreating back.

The raven-haired man sighed and shut his eyes. It was those mornings when he woke up blinded by camera flashes. His naked glory opened to publicity as his crazy fan girls are madly taking pictures of him while shoving tissues up their noses. His squad leader's voice crackled through his walkie talkie. "Wake up Uchiha." he ordered lazily, "Haruno is a long-time criminal; illegally gambling and shit. I think he was tried once for the disappearance of his wife, they reckon he killed her but they don't have any evidence. "

"Haruno...Sakura??" Sasuke muttered to himself. "The apple really does not fall from the tree." he concluded with a frown. "Haruno Sakura is a relation correct?"

"Yes the thief is related to him. I believe there is a reason for why his daughter steals. He seems to have a long-lasting supply of money, perhaps from Sakura-san?" he replied with a yawn.

"Just bust in like the movies and arrest him right?" ask Naruto who had been treating his bruised nose.

Shikamaru sighed and nodded in response.

The men had immediately knocked the door down and rushed into an empty house. They crept as Naruto ran around the house searching for their target. Sasuke lowered his gun slowly as he neared a dusty table with dirty frames resting on it. He knelt down slightly and blew the layer of dust away.

He could faintly make out the photographs; all of them were snapshots of a young pink-haired girl and he assumed her parents.

Little Sakura sitting on top of her father's shoulder, trying to lick cotton candy that clung on to her nose.

Young Sakura in a witch costume, flashing a V-sign at the camera while holding her mother's hand tightly.

Teenage Sakura with bright paint smothered over her face, chased by her mother.

Sakura in a dark-green dress, hugging her father in front of a high-school with a sign that reads "Junior Prom"

He let his eyes linger a bit longer on the last picture before continuing his search. His shoes gave soft thumps as he carefully walked on top of the rotting wood floor. He opened a door at the end of the hallway; there was a faded welcome sign that read, "You are now entering Sakura's World!"

There was only a filthy mattress with some crumpled sheets in "Sakura's World." The walls were streaked with dirt and the room was coated in dust.

"Is this where she sleeps?" he asked himself, pitying the girl.

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A hiss of air hit Sakura's face as she angrily punctured a hole into one of the patrol car's tire. She had to jump out of her attic and into an unforgiving tree that gave her a shallow scratch on her arm as a souvenir. She glared once again at the wound that blemished her once-flawless arm.

She jumped over to the other car and repeated her evil deed. Cackling inwardly, she stood back to admire her handiwork.

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Sasuke returned to the living room and noticed that the air had a small smell of smoke. He walked over to Shikamaru who was inspecting the stove, "Someone was here." Sasuke heard him murmur. The dark-haired man walked over to the window and peered out longingly at the birds nesting within the thick brambles of the tree, "All those birds have to do is do their animal stuff, and that squirrel has to do is eat; and all Sakura does is pop the tir--."

He coughed violently when he took a sharp intake of air due to of course the shock of seeing the familiar girl. She could be taken into custody to be questioned if the other men saw her. "Um, everyone you should check the rooms; er...there are pictures." he announced lamely to his fellow comrades. He gulped anxiously as the last of them filed out into the hallway; he glanced once again out the dirt-coated window.

Luckily, she was still there. A pleased expression was on her profile as she watched the car tires deflate.

"May God have mercy on you." he thought before running out the door.

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"Ah, that feels better!"

"This won't." someone growled before whipping her around and slamming her onto the side of her house. He held her wrists behind her back and pressed down on her shoulder with his other hand.

"What. Are. You. Doing. Here."

"Ouch, so the monkey talk begins. You fuckin bastard! That fuckin hurts!!"

"I'll ask you again...WHAT!? Are you doing here?"

"...popping tires." she answered bluntly. He pressed her down harder, "I'm being serious."

"Really? I'll be Santa if you FUCKEN LET GO!!" she shouted. Sasuke quickly let go of her shoulder and placed his hand over her mouth, "Do you know that we are looking for you?"

She looked away; he let out an exasperated sigh. He took his hand off her lips and reached into his back pocket. "He's looking for a house-keeper, disguise yourself; get in and shut security down. Send me a signal and let me in." He freed her wrists and shoved the newspaper clipping into her hands.

His bloodied hand shot out again and grabbed her wounded arm, "You're bleeding."

She jerked her arm back, "I'll do this if you cancel the search of my father. Destroy his criminal files and everything." He silently agreed, "Don't miss out on the interview." he added. She glared and socked him in the nose with her good arm, "Be glad it wasn't your balls!!"

In his moment of pain, he had to agree.

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A black-haired girl sighed as she dusted the bookshelf. Sakura chose to wear a dark, short haired wig with navy-blue contacts. She managed to make it through the interview and the pervert himself chose a handful of girls. She had thought she didn't actually have to clean but because there were cameras everywhere, she had to play her role. She glanced at the large wooden clock, "Almost 10." she thought, "I should start."

Despite her cleaning duties, Sakura had perfected a mental layout of the Uchiha Mansion. She had also tried to look for the riches without being suspected. She straightened her posture when she heard someone coming from around the corner; it was one of the security guards.

She bowed politely, "Sir please, would you be kind enough to tell me the direction of the restroom?" She also made her voice higher just in case Itachi remembered it. "Sure, it is that way little lady." he answered pointing in the direction from where he came. "Thank yo..."

She covered her mouth with her hands as she pretended to have the need to sneeze. The large feather duster blinded the guard as she whipped out in i.d. card and placed it with a blank one. "Excuse me sir." She then trotted to the direction to where he pointed.

An hour later, she had successfully shut down all security and used powerful anesthetic loaded needles to knock out the watchmen. She grinned happily and walked into one of the many living rooms. She flicked the lights on and off several times as a signal to Sasuke.

She jumped away from the switch when she heard the creak of the door, she tensed even more when she saw that it was Itachi. She gave a tiny smile and bowed, "Good evening, Uchiha-sama." He gave a curt nod before sitting on a chair, staring at the empty fireplace. "Is something wrong with the lights?"

"No sir, there was a fly on the light and I am terribly frightened of bugs. Sorry if that bothered you sir." She looked over at the metal figurines that sat on top of the fireplace; she was supposed to be polishing them.

"Uchiha-sama, my current task is to polish; should I take care of it later?"

"No, no; carry on." he answered in his deep silky voice.

Sakura fidgeted anxiously as she rubbed the cloth over the figurines. She could see his distorted gaze that rested on her on the reflection of the metal. She gave a yawn and rubbed her eyes tiredly with her arm. "Tired?" he asked. "Maybe you should finish this another time." She let out a nervous laugh, "I'm fine sir." She looked at his unreadable face.

He gave her a knowing smirk;

"Sakura-chan, you dropped your contacts."

Dammit. I uploaded this chapter exactly at 12:00. Well, I did say merry Christmas at 11:59.

As I said before, there will be a sequel; and I will try to finish the first ch. Of my new fanfic on new year's!!

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!! TO ALL!!

POORLY EDITED!! SCREW TIME!!