I have a very important announcement: Please read carefully.

I have come to a very big decision. I am going to quit writing this story because frankly I don't have time for it. I have problems with my family and financial reasons, school and just for the moment, life in general. Also last week my muse kidnapped my plot bunny who was last seen resting happily with a lemon in his cage.I hate how authors never finish off their work and abandon their stories, but I understand. that is why I have decided for someone to take over this story.

If you are interested please PM me.

This chapter is not complete, but I decided to post it anyway, for a lead/inspiration for the following author.

I hope you all understand, and I am very sorry.

Chapter 6:

The night was dark, the wind howled through the trees and the sound muffled by the double glazed windows. He was ready. He had been ready for the last thirty minutes. Sasuke did not do late, he was punctual, strict and was always on time. Unlike the particular someone he was waiting for.

The door finally opened and Sakura appeared with a small bag filled with files, papers and heavy books.

"Let's go." She said breathlessly. He stood up and walked to the door a spare shirt and weapon bag in hand.

"Where are you going?" She questioned. She grinned. "Who said we were leaving out the front door?"

The wind filled the room for one split second before two ninjas disappeared without a trace.

The curtains billowed then all was still, as if no one had ever stepped foot in the room for the last week,

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The journey to her house was quick and silent. If Sasuke was in pain he did not let on. Stubborn male pride. Her window was unlatched as always to let her come and go easy as she pleased. Letting themselves in, she shut it and flicked on the lights. She blushed lightly when she saw her bra draped on her chair and the scattered books and papers all over her floor. Sasuke stood, stance light and apart, waiting for her, with a light scowl on his face.

"Here." She opened a door along the corridor. "Your room for the time being." It was small and there was a window over looking the rooftops of Konoha. The bed was low but it didn't matter. It was still somewhere to stay.

"I'm having dinner in an hour, come down if you want to eat with me, otherwise there is food in the fridge. By the way, I'm not cooking for you at all."

"Hn." That was all Sasuke said, barely opening his mouth, as he put his weapon bag on the windowsill. Sakura left the room and headed into the living room which also served as her office, which was also her kitchen and her dining room. In other words, her apartment was small.

Her routine was simple, she did what she pleased, If her work wasn't finished then she had no supper till it was. It could be as late as four in the morning it could be as early as seven at night. But that was rare now. Sakura sighed and ran a hand through her hair and she stretched leisurely. Pulling her bag towards her she set about arranging piles of medical books and reports to be completed.

Her head snapped up from the table as a rustle of clothing disturbed the silence. A kunai was already in her hand.

"Oh it's you." She sheathed the kunai and stood up. Sasuke had slinked into the dining room.

"I suppose you want supper." He said nothing. But Sakura knew it was a yes.

Wandering over to the fridge she took out cooking materials and rummaged around for a pan, humming as she did so. Sasuke just watched, leaning against the wall. He didn't feel awkward, nor did he feel the urge to help her in any way. Sakura let the water run over the vegetables, rinsing them clear of lingering dirt. She leant against the counter and tied her hair up, she cut her eyes over to Sasuke.

His hair was definitely shorter than the lass six years ago. She won't deny, she saw exactly what made her fall for the stoic Uchiha to begin with. The pre adolescent muscles had really developed but it wasn't to the point he was some body builder, but when ever the slightest movement was made, muscle rippled and stretched tantalizingly, bragging of power and strength. His eyes remained as blank as ever, endless hardened black jewels. She gave a half grin and turned to the counter, twisting the tap to turn off the flow of crystal cold water.

Dinner was served fifteen minutes later and barely a word was passed. Sakura just piled the books and papers on top of each other and set down the plates she had balanced on her arms on the barely cleared space on the table. Sasuke said nothing and did nothing and it was only till she sat down and pulled the nearest plate of vegetables toward her did he sit down finally in the chair opposite her. It was a silent affair. Sasuke barely said anything, which is to say he said nothing at all, Sakura didn't even attempt to make conversation. Five minutes later, he was finished, carrying the dishes into the kitchen dumped them into the sink. Sakura rolled her eyes as the back of his shirt disappeared around a dark corner. She put down her fork and finally let her smile slip off her face. She was confused and conflicted. He seemed different yet the same stoic Uchiha had sat in front of her. She felt those embers of emotion stoke themselves up a bit. She picked up her fork and dismissed the feelings as lack of sleep and stress.

But she knew better.

She just didn't want to admit it.

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Sleep was a restless affair and knowing that Sasuke was sleeping in the room right next to her made heart flop and twist in the most painful way ever.

She couldn't describe it. A sense of nostalgia, loss and maybe a bit of loneliness. He was back. How many times had she replayed the time when he came back to Konoha? Too many times to count, too many different scenarios and none of them had her prepared for this one. She thought she would cry, scream, plead for his hand in marriage, but nothing like this nonchalant emptiness.

She sat up and threw the covers off. Standing up she yawned and padded downstairs. Might as well work if she wasn't going to do anything.

TO BE CONTINUED?

A very big thank you to:

KinkyK for being there with support. I need to talk to you before I go back okay? I feel awful.

And:

Kisa Kisa Yum Yum for being my faithful beta. Always correcting and getting back to me asap :) was very much appreciated.

And don't forget to PM if you would like to continue this story. I shall get back to you with details. :)

Yours truly,

Terrified of Logic