It was a normal morning for the residents of The Hidden Leaf village, civilian and shinobi alike. All the local shopkeepers opening up their stores at first light, shady ANBU taking their leave after a long night of guard duty (to catch up on the Z's).
But there was one soul who was losing all the sleep in the world.
At least eight sake bottles were strewn haphazardly across the ceramic floor. White knuckles clenched the rim of the white porcelain sink, crusted blood streaked across them. A young girl glared at her reflection in the cracked mirror before her, her features set in a snarl, teeth bared. She was different though. This girl had canines that could give the Inuzuka clan a run for its money. "Damn." was all Sakura could muster at the moment. "Fuck. What was that all about?" she thought angrily. "Alright, time to call up the troops." Sakura thought.
"WHERE IS SHE?!" Naruto screamed for what seemed like the eighteenth time that morning. "Dobe, she probably just overslept." Sasuke said in an annoyed tone. Currently, his back was against the railing of the famous meeting place of Team 7.
After trying to run away from Konoha to train with the Snake-Sannin, Orochimaru, he fought Naruto at the Valley of the End. He was only dubbed a missing-nin for a year though, after a strange, white-haired girl merely busted in to the fortress and knocked him out. When he woke up, he was in the interrogation center of Konoha's prison. Everyone had thought the Uchiha heir had gone mad, because nobody would believe him when he claimed the girl had furry little dog ears, perched atop the crown of her head. Sasuke still claimed to that very day that it was true… (He also told everyone he put up quite a fight, when really, that white-haired chick beat him like he owed her money!) The boy was now fifteen, as were the rest of his old teammates, with the exception of Team Gai. "What the hell is that?" Sasuke asked aloud. He was shocked at what he saw.
"AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" A young woman's scream echoed through the streets. "Crap, crap, CRAP!" Sakura blurted out. At the moment, at least ONE-HUNDRED-AND-THIRTY males were chasing the poor kunoichi through the busy sreets. And they were currently gaining. "Thank Kami," she shouted "the bridge!"
"Huh?" Naruto asked. "What do you mean Teme?" "I mean THAT!" Sasuke grabbed his collar and swung the jinchuriki around to the
direction he was pointing. "Oh,shit." Kakashi gawked. "When the hell did you get here?!" Naruto screeched. "Just now, and this ain't gonna be pretty boys." Kakashi said.
A wide and mischevious grin was apparent from beneath his mask. "Wait here." he said casually. "What is going on here?!" Naruto asked
exasperatedly. Kakashi leapt off the ground and into the air, colliding with the stranger, (who obviously had to be a shinobi to jump
that high). As they were landing, a familiar voice was heard distinctly.
"GODDAMIT KAKASHI!!!!" it was a female's voice. "I was doing just fine on my own!! I'm not a baby anymore!" "Kami Sakura! Think about my ears!" The two boys on the ground knew that was Kakashi's voice. "Chotto matte! Sakura, is that you?!"
Naruto yelled. The two shinobi were now on the ground. "Hell yeah it is." Sakura said mischeviously. "What happened to you?!" Sasuke
asked incredulously. "Yeah Sakura, what did you do to your hair?" Naruto asked, albeit much calmer than before. Sakura was wearing
her hitai-atai like a beanie, so neither of the boys knew what other suprises were in store for them. "Yeah, why the hell did you dye it?"
Sasuke asked, regaining his cold composure.
"More like 'took the dye out of it', you bastard." She said with a hint of venom in her voice."Excuse me?" Sasuke asked, his eyes narrowing dangerously.
A flash of red could be seen behind the slitted lid. "I SAID," she started, adding extra emphasis, "More li-hey! Don't flash those rinky-dink eyes at me punk!" She yelled.
Sasuke's now-crimson eyes widened in shock. How did she know he had activated his Sharingan? He looked her right in the eye and
gasped. A pair of slitted pupils flashed dangerously at him, their irises the color of warm gold.
Needless to say, he was scared shitless...and he didn't know why.