Author's Note: I'm very sorry for the long wait. My mother... passed away and my father... he has got a lot of issues. Reality keeps me busy but I promise to finish this story. Please be patient for me... again, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry!

"Hey, Sasori, are you alright, yeah?" Deidara raised an eyebrow, looking at his pale face. "You don't look good. Did something happened yesterday?"

Sasori ignored him and stared blankly out of the window. The cherry blossom trees caught his interest... for some reason, he started to like the color pink. Was it the color or the tree that made him happy? Maybe both?

A frown slowly appeared on his face as he let out a tired sigh.

What was wrong with him? He never took an interest on nature yet that tree, that cherry blossom tree, bothers him. In a good way.

He felt that good that he let a small smile curve his mouth.

Deidara noticed this and widened his eyes in surprise before looking at the direction where the red head was looking at. His blue eyes landed on the cherry blossom trees then shifted his eyes back to the red head.

"Beautiful, yeah," Deidara nodded to himself. "That pink is-"

"It's beauty can't be found in a dictionary... pink and green... it sounds weird but if you look into her green eyes, you can't help but fall in love with her," Sasori smiled softly. "Her soft pink hair... her warm emerald green eyes..."

Moment of silence.

Sasori blinked, blinked and blinked a few more times not knowing what happened to him. Had he just thought of the pink-haired girl from his dream? Standing up, and throwing his bag over his shoulder, Sasori headed towards the door.

"There are you going?!" Deidara asked.

"Office,"

"But Kakashi-sensei is going to be here soon and-"

Then, the door opened to reveal their homeroom teacher and two students behind him. Sasori's eyes widened as he saw them. The boy, he bumped yesterday into, and his sister. They seemed to remember him since their eyes also widened in surprise.

Sasori felt a headache coming as he continued to stare at the siblings. He remembered that they were in his dream too... maybe they know who the pink-haired girl was?

"Sasori, go back to your seat," Kakashi broke the silence. "Everyone, we have two- Wait, where is the troublemaker?"

"Um, the troublemaker is our younger brother and his name is Gaara," the girl sent him an annoyed look. "I'm Sabaku no Temari and this is my brother Kankuro."

Said boy continued to stare at Sasori who stared back. Temari narrowed her eyes and elbowed him to get his Attention. Kankuro yelped and rubbed his side, "Why did you do that?"

"Stop staring at him!" Temari took his arm and dragged him to the back of the class.

Sasori quietly returned to his seat with his eyes down casted. He could feel them staring at him. Turning around, he stared back and watched how they looked away.

'Strange.. ' Sasori thought, leaning his head on his hand.

"Temari," Kankuro whispered. "Do you think he remember us?"

"I doubt it," Temari replied.

"What should we do? We promised not to tell him about anything but... I slowly start to feel selfish. I mean, he couldn't-"

"Shh! This is not our business!" Temari hissed.

Kankur bit his bottom lip, "I understand. Sorry."

Knock ! Knock ! Knock !

"Hatake!"

Kakashi tensed and hid his face behind his books. Everyone looked at him then at the door then back at their terriefied looking teacher. The strong and angered voice belongs to their strict principle.

"Hatake!" the person slammed the door open and pushed a red-haired student in.

"Ah, Tsunade-sama!" Kakashi rubbed the back of his head. "Thank you for finding him!"

"Hmph, take care of these three or else..." Tsunade shot him a warning look then left.

"Hey, Gaara!" Kankuro waved at him with a grin.

Gaara ignored him and threw Sasori the nice-to-see-you-again look. Sasori looked at him, trying to push the confusing feelings away. But it was not as easy as he thought it would be.

"Long time no see... how are you, Akasuna?" Gaara sat next to him.

"Do I know you?" Sasori asked, confused.

"Wha- Hey!" Gaara growled as Kankuro grabbed him by the arm dragging him towards their table.

Temari sighed and shook her head before telling him what had happened to the red head. Gaara frowned, took a last glance at the red head and started acting as if he doesn't know him. Before they knew it, the lesson was over but the three stayed behind.

Sasori didn't moved a muscle as well.

"What are you guys doing? Go to your next class!" Kakashi sighed and left the room.

Ring~ Ring~ Ring~

"Oh," Kankuro took his cell phone out and pushed the call button. "Hello?... Ah, Sakura-chan!"

Sasori stared at him as soon as he heard the name of the girl who haunts him in his dreams. They knew who she was... but he don't. Why?

'Class is not important,' Sasori grabbed his bag and made his way to the office.

He opened the door and threw his bag on the coach before making his way to the door on the left side of the office with a sign of 'Do Not Enter or Die!' hung on the door knob. It was Tsunades favorit room.

"What do you want, brat?" Tsunade frowned, putting her sake down.

"I have a lot of questions for you," Sasori replied in a cold tone, sat on the chair before her desk and pointed at the pendant around his neck.

Tsunade's face immediately turned serious and folded her hands together to rest her chin on it. A few minutes passed until Tsunade broke the silence.

"Tell me first what you start to remember,"

"Excuse me?"

"You've had forgotten a lot of things since the accident. I'm not surprised if some memories starts to come back..." Tsunade took something under a stack of papers.

It was an envelope.

Sasori slowly grew nervous as he read the name of his grandmother on it.

Dear, Sasori

If you read this, I want you to know that Sakura is a really important and special girl. We cannot lose someone like her or else they'll take advantage of her. Please, treat her well, she's the kind of the girl who worries about other people more than herself.

Don't forget her. No matter what happens, don't you dare forget her! You don't know how important she will be to you yet but I hope you don't try to push her away.

It's better to help each other out so make sure that she's safe. If you meet males who wears black clothes, you must immediately run. I'm not allowed to tell you more about them but if you really want to know then ask Sakura.

But remember this, you're involved into this mess once you confront her. You're probably wondering why I am protecting her with my life, right?

Well, it all started when I was your age... every night, I get these strange dreams about a pink-haired girl. Then, a few days later, I started seeing her around. That is when I realized that I have dreams about the future and that I already know what will happen next, so you can exactly say that I knew this day would come.

This is a big deal so choose wisely, Sasori. Do want to risk your own life to protect Sakura like me or forget everything and live a normal live?

It's your choice, you are not forced into something you don' want to do but I'll tell you that it's not easy to ignore the dreams that will haunt you in your sleep.

Take care of her and yourself.

Love, Chiyo

It was too much for him to handle.

Sasori let out a pained cry and grabbed his head as he fell on the ground. His head felt like it was going to explode in a minute. Tsunade instinctly rushed to him, took her phone out and called the ambulance.

The world around him stared to spin. He was losing conscious...

His eyes slowly began to close but he still caught a flash of pink before everything turned black.

'Sakura...'

"Sasori! I'm not your butler! Get your own god damn puppets!"

"Sooo you like Sakura-chan, huh? I'll tell you everything what a girl likes,"

"She likes cookies like me... but I think she likes you more,"

Sasori let out a groan, rubbed his head and looked around the darkness. He began walking around but he just couldn't escape the dark void... his legs soon gave up and he sat on the cold ground hoping that someone will come and save him.

"Are you lost?" the voice of his grandmother spoke in the dark and was followed by a sob of a little girl. "Why are you crying?"

"I-i'm a monster," cried the girl.

Sasori stood up and followed the two voices. A door suddenly popped infront of him, he stepped through the door and saw his grandmother in her mid twenties and a little pink-haired girl.

"Chiyo-baa?" Sasori tried to touch the eldery but his hand went through her bodt. Startled, the red head took a few steps away from them.

"What do mean you're a monster?" Chiyo sat next to her, patting her back. "What's your name?"

"I-i'm Haruno S-sakura... O-okaa-san and otou-san are dead!" Sakura sobbed, wiping her tears. "They killed my parents! They killed my parents infront of my eyes, but t-they didn't tried to kill me. Why? Why must they die?!"

"Oh no, that horrible," Chiyo pulled her into a hug.

"Please... don't leave me alone!" Sakura sniffed, wrapping her arms around the woman.

"I won't, promise. Tell me who they are..."

"U-uhm... They-"

Pain suddenly shot through his hole body.

Sasori screamed loudly and clutched onto his head.

"SASORI! PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME!"

"Sasori!"

"Sasori-sama!"

"Aaaaahhhh!" Sasori sat up, panting and coughing heavily. "No, stay away from me! I've got nothing to do with this! I-"

Slap!

Sasori gritted his teeth and grabbed the person's wrist who slapped him. Cold and hard. Was the first things that crossed his mind. His head then slowly turned to look at hand he had captured.

Porcelain pale... made of wood.

"What the..." Sasori's eyes widened in shock as he finally looked at the owner of the wrist.

Pink hair like the cherry blossom trees and emotionless blank green eyes. But what really shocked him was the similar pendant around her neck. He ignored the blonde doctor behind the pinkett and stared into her eyes.

"Sasori-"

"Leave me alone... both of you,"

Moment of silence

"As you wish, Sasori-sama,"

Sasori listened to the sound of the door opening and closing. He was alone. A teardrop rolled down his cheek.

"W-why the hell are you crying, Sasori?" Sasori whispered to himself and sighed before laying back down on the bed. "The past is in the past."

Staring up at the white ceiling, he couldn't help but think of the pinkett. Does he really want to protect her and risk his own life?

"She's a puppet... a walking doll," Sasori yawned. "She can't die."

"I'd die for you, Sasori-sama,"

"Don't worry about me,"

"I'll always love you no matter what,"

Sasori scoffed softly, ripped the pendant off of his neck and looked at it before stuffing it in his pocket. He sighed and closed his eyes.

"...I'd die for you..."

His heart shattered and more tears streamed down his cheeks.

Why?

"...Because I love you," Sakura knelt down and stroked his cheek.

Sasori sobbed, burying his face in her soft pink hair. "I-i love you too! I love you so much, Sakura! Y-you don't k-know how m-much I-i love y-you!"

...The past is in the past...

Sasori bit his bottom lip, "Sakura-chan."