GOMENNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! okay everyone! i have been grounded from the computer (obviously) and i just got it back today! i'm gonna try to get two decent-length chapters in, or one really LLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNGGGG chapter in. so here it is!!! the latest chapter of LMSYJWIMO!! this one will throw you for a loop!!!

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"Goddamit Miroku! Bakayaro! He knows I'm the one with expirience in jutsu! But no! He has to do it! And now look where the fuck it's gotten us! Chikushou!!

THE TRAINING GROUNDS:"You sense that?" Kurenai asked Kakashi. Immediantly after Sakura's stabbing, The Genjutsu Mistress felt the air around her become permeated with a powerful aura. She didn't need her ninja-training to tell that it was foul play.

"And so it's begun..." Kakashi said quietly to himself. "Huh? Kakashi, did you hear me? Something's up." Kurenai asked worriedly. She glanced behind her from her position next to the Hatake man to her troubled fiance. Kurenai walked over to Asuma and touched him on the arm to get his attention. She knew he would listen to her. "Hey, Asuma. Come here a sec."

"Huh? Well, I'll go scout out the area after we take Haruno-san to the hospital." Asuma answered his girlfriend.

"That won't be necessary. Sakura will be fine." Neji said. "What the hell?!" Asuma jumped. That Hyuuga boy showed up outta nowhere!

"What do mean, Neji?! She was stabbed in the stomach! How is she going to be fine?!" Kurenai demanded in a venemous tone. She was never really keen on the Hyuuga prodidgy, but after seeing what he did to Hinata in the Prelims of the Chuunin Exam, Kurenai lost all respect for him.

"Neji's right. Sakura will be fine." Said a mysterious female voice.

"Who's there! Show yourself!" Kurenai shouted. The Chuunins huddled around a still-bleeding Sakura looked up and got into battle stances. With the exception of Kiba, Shikamaru, Tenten, and Temari. They just stod there with wide eyes. A recurring thought simultaneously ran through the minds of the said Nin.

"Sango? Is that you?"

"Neji's right. Sakura will be fine."

A beautiful woman in her late twenties emerged from the foliage. She had long, chocolate-colored hair, down to the small of her back. Her eyes were a cool shade of brown, and her eyelids were painted with a dramatic hue of plum. This was all they could see of her face though, for the rest was hidden by some sort of a steel mask with little holes in it. The strange newcomer was wearing a black spandex jumpsuit (Lee liked her instantly because of this.) with a chinese-style collar. On the woman's shoulders, abdomen, and elbows was armor the color of a crimson sunset. Her shins and kneecaps were also protected by armor the same color. A small katana was on her waist, secured with a sash that was unnervingly similar to the color of blood.

Her whole outfit seemed a little strange to the Chuunins. Kunoichi didn't usually wear this type of clothing. The mysterious woman's outfit made her look more like a warrior instead of a ninja. But what really threw the Konoha-Nins for a loop (sensei included) was the fact that she was carrying a giant boomerang on her back.

The woman took off her mask and on her lips was one of the most fearsome grimaces any of them had ever seen. She started to rub the bridge of her nose in an exasperated manner. And then she spoke.

Well, more like, yelled (so loud the animals fled from their homes for a half mile radius).

"Do you have any idea of how fucking stupid you look! Kami, Miroku! Look at your poor niece! Inuyasha would go on a killing spree if he saw this! Starting with you!". She seemed to be talking to thin air, but then, out of the same bushes that she had come from, emerged a man. He was scratching the back of his head and sweatdropping, a nervous smile on his face.

"It was an accident Tenshi-Chan! I swear! You know I would never intentionally harm Sakura! The Jutsu just went A-wall Sango, that's all!"

The man named Miroku continued to plead with the woman now known as Sango, but she just seemed to get madder and madder. Miroku was wearing simple monk's robes, black in color, with a purple sash running from his left shoulder to wrap around his waist. His short black hair was tied into a small ponytail. In his right hand, he was holding a gold ceremonial staff. But what suprised the Chuunin the most about this man's simple garb, was that ON his right hand, he was wearing a turqouise rosary. The string of holy beads was wrapped and twisted around his hand and wrist, through his fingers and across his palm. This puzzled a few, but the one individual who's interest was piqued was none other than, you guessed it: Uzumaki Naruto.

And the Kyuubi-vessle decided to inquire, not only as to why the man called Miroku was wearing a rosary, but as to what the Hell was going on here.

And so he did just that...in an extremely blunt and tactless fashion.

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!"

He was astounded. Bewildered. Astonished. Incredulouse. Describe it however you may want, but frankly, Uzumaki Naruto was freaked out. And I mean freaked out.

"Just what in Kami's name is going on?! Who the fuck ARE these people?! And why are they dressed so funny?" This was the equivalent of what was running through Naruto's head at the moment. Well, actually, this is exactly what was running through Naruto's head. When the Demon-vessle was about to cry out again, he, along with everyone else, heard the strange woman speak again.

"Sakura will be fine. Won't you, Sakura." It sounded more like a statement than a question of the girl's well-being. Like Sakura had to be alright, not if she was going to be. At this Naruto turned and looked at his childhood crush, who was now on her knees, instead of swimming in her own blood. Sakura was wheezing and huffing. The perspiration was visible on her brow.

Sakura looked up at Sango, making eye contact. An unspoken message was passed during the exchange of attentions. Sakura then stood up, albeit shakily. Neji started toward her, but a large hand on his shoulder stopped him. He turned.

It was Kakashi. "Wait and see Neji-san. Sakura is stronger than she looks. This shouldn't even phase you anymore."

"I know that." The Hyuuga boy spat. "That doesn't mean it won't hurt to watch."


"Breath in. Breath out. In. Out. In. Out...I can do this." Sakura thought. As the wounded girl stood on shakey legs, she never broke eye contact with Sango. Not once. And she was proud of it.
At this blatant diplay of Sakura's power, Sango smiled at the girl, who was standing tall and unflinching. And for a fourth time, she spoke.

"This is my husband Higurashi Miroku. He is a traveling monk. My name is Higurashi Sango. And I am a demon-exterminator. We have come very far to see Sakura." At this, all eyes turned to the white-haired girl in question with wide eyes. Miroku continued for her.

"So Sakura, how's my special girl been? I haven't seen you since you were five-hundred. Your aunt and I are very tired, so if you wouldn't mind, I'd like to hear all about what you've been up to for the last fifteen years over a cup of hot tea."

There were at least three things on everyone's minds after hearing this:

"FIVE-HUNDRED?!"

"AUNT?! WAIT, UNCLE?!?!?!"

"Well guys, I couldn't have kept it secret for long!" She said cheerfully. "Sakura," The said girl turned around to face Miroku.

"You haven't told them yet?"

well guys! wht do u think? i hope the legnth was good, this chapter took me forever to finish! i'm just glad it's done! r & r pleez!

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