This is my tribute to Sasuke.

Things to remember:

A) I began writing this in '06, and it is awkward. I have a beta, but I asked them not to change much because I wanted this story to remain as young as possible, so my readers could watch me grow as a writer.

B) I call this my 'Narutoland' universe. This will be helpful if you read my other stories.

C) This baby will seemingly go on forever. I will update it once a week, and I'm not sure how many chapters it will span.

D) My OC's will appear down the line, please respect them as such.

E) If you consider yourself a talented artist, and wish to visualize some scenes in here, please feel free to do so(but contact me so I can appreciate your amazing artwork).

F) I will insert quotes that are relevant to the Uchiha family inbetween scene changes, so don't ask. You'll find out later.

G) Don't own Naruto, not would I want to. It's losing my respect, and fast.

More relevant info to this chapter: Thank god, you've all not abandoned me. Sorry, school finals kicked my butt last week, and I've only just now had time to type on this. Thankfully, I'll have more time and will probably update again this week, and of course next Sunday. If you have questions, ask away.

Sincerely wishing you all well,

Kida-Asumi, the Captin of Sirius


Sasuke frowned, staring at the shaking woman in his arms.

"Sakura, tell me what happened. I can't help if I don't know." He sighed patiently. She nodded, resting her head against his shoulder.

"Okay…" She agreed, pulling back slightly, and moving to sit down on the bed.

- flashback -

"Do you get the feeling we're being watched?" Sakura whispered to Rin as the two curled up on Rin's couch. Kakashi and Sasuke had left about eight hours ago. The brunette nodded.

"I do. There are people watching us, though, so let's just go to bed. We both have early morning shifts at the hospital." She yawned. Sakura frowned, but complied, helping up her pregnant mentor.

That night, as she laid curled up in her bed, Sakura had the most peculiar dream. She was in her room, but was almost like in a corner, watching herself sleep. Something entered the room. When she looked at the figure close enough, she noticed it was Sai.

"I've missed you…ugly." He whispered to her sleeping form. He left a letter on her bedside table.

She woke up to Rin screaming. Sakura raced into the bedroom, a kunai in hand. When she skidded in there, Sai had Rin pinned to the bed.

"Get the hell off of her!" Sakura screamed, throwing the kunai and then charging forward. He jumped off of Rin, and narrowly avoided a kunai to the face. It cut his cheek and some of his hair.

"Read the letter, Sakura. It's all explained in there." He said, then jumped out the window. Sakura glared at his retreating form.

"Oh god…" Rin breathed from the bed. Sakura ran over to her side, helping her sit up.

"Did he hurt you? Are you okay? The baby?" She asked, eyes wide in terror. Rin's hand slid down to her stomach, then shook her head.

"We're okay. I little shaken up, yes, but okay nonetheless. What letter was he talking about?" Rin asked as Sakura pulled her into her arms. The pinkette pulled back.

"Stay here, okay? I'll go get it from my room." She sighed. Rin nodded, falling back against her head board and running her hands over her abdomen. Sakura returns with the letter and a plastic bag. After placing the hair in the bag, she placed it on the table, she offered a hand to Rin.

"Come on. I can see the stress in your face." She insisted. Rin nodded, taking her hand and allowing the younger woman to pull her up. The two made their way downstairs.

"What should we do?" Sakura asked Rin, making them tea. Rin shrugged, leaning back against her chair. When Sakura handed her the tea, she smiled slightly.

"Well, I guess we can go to Tsunade tomorrow. I mean, he did leave. I'll write a letter to her tonight, and send it. She should rest though tonight. We're both okay, and can wait for our boys to come home tomorrow." She sighed, sipping her tea. Sakura nodded, taking her hand.

"Okay."

- end flashback -

Sasuke felt his frown deepen, not sure how to take this news.

"And you're absolutely positive this happened?" He asked, the disbelief clear in his tone. Not that it was unexpected. "I though Sai died." Sakura nodded, wiping her cheeks, smiling a little when he helped her.

"I'm sure. And I though he was dead too. I mean, Naruto and I searched the scene for his body for hours." She sighed.

"And what did the letter say?" He asked, dark eyes narrowed. She blushed.

"Um…actually, I've not read it yet. I figured I could wait till you came back." She said, looking down at her feet sheepishly. He rolled his eyes, releasing her.

"Go get it then. Let's get this over with and return back to normal." He sighed. She giggled, going over to her dresser and pulling out the letter. She returned to the bed, letter in hand, and slipped under his arm.

"Shall we, Sasuke-kun?" She asked. He nodded.

"Hn." She smiled, then turned her attention to the letter.

"Dear Sakura,

I hope you've been well. By now, I'm sure you have realized I faked my death. I'm sorry for any pain I've caused you. I left to join the Akatsuki, were my talents are appreciated more than in that godforsaken village I used to call home. I would love it for you to join me willingly. At noon tomorrow, I'll be there to collect you, by force is your choice. I urge you to be alone. I'd hate for you to have blood on your hands. I still love you, and hope you'll make the right decisions.

Sincerely yours,

Sai."

"Oh god, Sasuke-kun. What do I do?" She asked her boyfriend, eyes wide. He sighed. He loved this woman, but she could be so dense.

"Do you want to join the Akatsuki?" He asked calmly. She rolled her eyes.

"Of course not, but-"

"Do you still love Sai?" He cut her off. Her green eyes narrowed.

"No way!" She exclaimed. He smirked, gently cupping her cheek.

"Then tell him that tomorrow at noon." He replied simply. She pouted.

"Are you sure you'll be okay with us being together, alone?" She asked. Sasuke chuckled, kissing her forehead.

"Do you honestly expect me to leave you alone with him?" He asked. She frowned.

"But Sasuke-kun, he said -"

"Who the hell cares what he said? I'm sure he doesn't realize I'm back yet, seeing as half of Konoha has yet to realize that fact. I'll be hidden in this house while you talk." He said firmly. Sighing, Sakura nodded reluctantly.

"Okay." She agreed, giving in. He kissed her cheek, the stood up.

"I'm going to unpack." He announced, heading for the entryway. Before he exited the room, he froze.

"Sasuke-kun?" She asked, brow furrowed in concern.

"Ah!" He cried out, grabbing his sides. His vision went white from the pain.

"Sasuke-kun!"

"I'm…okay…" He ground out, though Sakura continued to fawn over him. He felt her hand on his forehead, then she was speaking frantically into her phone.

"Nii-san!" A little girl's voice suddenly rang out in his head. As Sasuke lay in Sakura's arms, he was suddenly pulled back to his time in Otogakure. He pictured himself sitting in a bed of flowers with a little girl, with black, straight hair. He looked much like he did now. The little girl looked up at him, her dark eyes full of amusment, then asked him something. He couldn't understand what she was saying, but she laughed and hugged him. Once again, she called him nii-san. A little boy about her age ran out, with a strong resemblance to his deceased Uncle Obito. A pregnant person stood in the entry way the boy had run out of, the hand on the belly. The person had hair that was light. It could have been blonde, pink, or white. She was talking to a man with red hair, the two chuckling.

What the hell? He wondered. Before he could ponder what he just witnessed, his mind dragged him to the sweet depths of unconsciousness…away from the blinding pain in his sides.

In life, one sometimes forgets things. Other times, however, one represses them instead, hoping for them to never haunt their thought again. They always come back to us in the end, however. Sasuke has made many mistakes in his life. This one, however, is one he was forced to forget. When his memories return, they'll come back with a vengeance.