Well, hmm… I'm not sure on what to say, I could laugh manically until the story started…. That's not as near as much fun as abusing these characters though, so without farther ado, on with the show.

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Three things happened as the others noticed Sakuras capture, all were simultaneous.

One, Itachi ripped her from his grip, doing damage to the redhead while keeping Sakura from all harm.

Two, Sasuke tackled the assaulter to the ground.

Three, the last thing he saw before slipping into unconsciousness was Madara's heavy boot coming towards his face.

In short, a brutal attack that left him passed out in the street before he could blink. The only witnesses were the shocked citizens and a pair of sharp opal eyes.

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Sasori woke alone that night, dazed and confused, sprawled in the street with a curse on his lips to the perpetrators.

"….Fucking Uchihas."

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After the incident the overprotective males and the still incredibly confused girl returned to their home, unable to take anymore of their exhausting trip. They came home with only a small amount of clothing for their efforts and no food. Meaning another trip would be necessary soon. The group of men looked downcast while the lone female just looked relieved to be back.

Itachi shifted closer to the girl sensing her change in mood. It may also had been prompted by the other twos closeness, he didn't like it. He felt as though he was getting rather attached and when the time came…

Would he be able to let her leave?

At the moment he couldn't fathom it; she was only just blooming and was starting to lose some innate fear and wariness. Though he wanted to know the root of her fears he knew that it made up her very being. It would be difficult to completely rid her of it, and impossible to chase away every shadow in her mind. It wouldn't stop him though.

He didn't just want to see her troubles; he wanted to see into her heart.

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Now the people who did know Sasuke Uchiha would describe him as cold, a chilling wind. Inside and out he was a trained killer like most of his family and wanted to live up to the standards set. Thus the change in his character caused him panic, become fearful even. He never acted so…. Eccentrically. He had lived his entire life without such childishness.

Why was he doing this now?

He believed it was nothing, but he knew he was wrong. He knew that small pink-haired woman drew him like a moth to a flame.

He knew in the end he would burn…but he could not resist one more look at the brilliant light.

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Madara had never been protective of anything in the entirety of his existence. His family could fend for themselves and were made stronger for it. He didn't have friends, he believed them as weaknesses, he was stuck with his family. Yet, this girl made him wonder on what it would feel like to hold someone dear even if it ended with heartbreak and agony.

She induced feeling of protectiveness that were so strong they bordered on possessiveness. Don't mistake him, he adored his family, but they could live and die as they liked. She was different, the thought of her dieing was unspeakable, it strained his heart and shook him to the core. Even if this ended in sadness, in hurt…

Letting her die was unacceptable.

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Neji sat at his desk, no longer was he bored for he found a bargain. To piss off the Uchihas, cure his boredom, and get the girl was really too much to resist. He now smiled at his finished paperwork. Oh, tomorrow would be simply wonderful.

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A lone man strode out into the darkness, carrying precious supplies in his vice-like grip. He hurried along eager to begin the work that would bring that awful man to his knees. Long strands of blond hair disappeared into the shadows, silence covering his tracks.

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Orochimaru slid across the great hall into the meeting room, Kabuto greeted him at the door.

"Are you ready to greet your people?"

The snake's haughty look seemed to practically ooze menace.

"They are not people, only corpses not yet ready for research.' 'They don't deserve to be called anything more."

Kabuto's glasses glinted and he revealed a sickening smile.

"Do you wish to speak to the dead then?"

A cackling laugh.

"Of course. Let us go then."

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Sakura didn't know how long she would be able to keep her secret. This wasn't the first time but…. She wished there was no secret to keep. She wished for peace in her village and in her troubled soul. She wished for the same kindness from those men if they knew. She wished for many things she had wished for before. Yet, for the first time in a long while… She did not wish for death.

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Good? I hope so, I think I sorely abused poor Sasori, but three angry Uchihas are not to be trifled with. Anywho, review more and I'll write faster! Tah Tah.