Disclaimer: I wish i owned Naruto.

When Sakura woke up, she immediately shot out of bed, thinking that the war was not over, and there were lives to be saved. She expected to be in one of those bland medical tents, put there by someone who had happened upon her unconscious form on the ground. But no, that idea was quickly thrown out the window with one sweep of her eyes around the room.

Where am I?

The room she was in was poorly lit, coming from a small candle over to her right. As her eyes adjusted to the darkness, she noticed a dresser, the bed which she just slept on, and a desk with the small candle sitting on it. That was it, except for a door across the room.

Whoever kidnapped her certainly had bland taste.

They probably planned to use her for a ransom, since she was a valuable kunoichi to the leaf, or to force her to heal them or someone else. It was most likely the latter.

But who would... Zetsu...? Nah, it couldn't be... Maybe...? No... no, definitely not him. ...Right?

Walking around, she found her boots deposited at the foot of the bed. She was also wearing the same clothes as yesterday. Though, her ninja gear was gone, and her chakra levels were critically low.

Splendid.

It was quick work pulling on her boots and getting ready. When she found none of her weapons miraculously hiding under the covers, or perhaps fallen off the bed, she cautiously made her way to the door. If anyone spotted her, she'd just have to make a run for it.

But before she was within five steps of it, the distinct creak and whine of the hinges turning rang throughout the room. Dropping into a defensive stance, the pink-haired girl readied herself for a fight. She'd have to defeat him swiftly, since he or she might have allies she didn't know about waiting in another room.

The person in the door was cast completely in darkness, shadowed by a light source in what looked like a hallway behind them. Judging by their tall stature and squared shoulders, it was a male.

"What's the matter? Scared, S-a-k-u-r-a-chan?" purred an all too familiar voice, drawing her name out almost seductively.

So it was him after all.

She cursed under her breath.

"Sasuke."

The bright lights above him blurred his tired eyes. He quickly closed them again. Smelling the ammonia, sterilizers, and cleaning fluids, he realized he was in one of those white medical tents situated along the war zone. Sakura-chan should be somewhere around here...

His ears perked at the sound of agonized, nerve-wracking moans somewhere nearby, and he visibly shuddered.

He disliked hospitals with a passion.

Sighing, he slowly sat up on the cot and tried to ignore the shooting pain in his side.

"Oh hey, you're awake."

He glanced over as Shizune walked in with a smile through the tent flap, carrying bandages and ointments that looked like they would sting.

She stuck her head back out of the tent and called to someone, which sounded a lot like 'he's awake!'. Hinata came in afterwards.

"Nee, Ane-chan, how's Kakashi-sensei?"

The dark-haired woman was instructing Hinata on which ointment to use, but looked up at Naruto's question. "He took a big hit, but he should be fine, after a while."

He breathed out dramatically. "Yeah, that old fart's pretty stubborn... what happened Madara and the wannabe-Madara? And Sasuke?"

"Madara and Obito are dead. As for Sasuke, we don't know. "

"...I see..." He didn't care that Madara was dead, since he was technically already dead, but Obito... he wished the man could have been dissuaded from his evil ways and not killed, 'cause then at least Kakashi could have some closure.

Shizune told him that while he was unconscious, Sasuke must have slipped away inconspicuously. Meanwhile, worried by the absence of the tell-tale explosions of battle, Hinata approached the site, found him, and rushed him to the tent. Upon finding no one there, she bandaged him and saved him from bleeding out. Naruto noticed there was a hint of pride in Shizune's voice as she said this.

"Wow, you saved my life, Hinata-chan! Thanks! You should become a medic nin, like sakura-chan! You're really good!" he gave a handsome grin that made the Hyuga weak in the knees. Overjoyed by his praise, she blushed a pretty red, but surprisingly did not faint.

"Where is Sakura-chan anyway? How is she?" his azul eyes looked at her with eagerness and a smile that made her heart clench painfully.

"...I don't know..."

Confusion swirled in his bright eyes. "What do you mean?"

Her fists tightened at her sides, saddened at his innocent gaze. "We can't find her."

"But- didn't you-... she could be out in the battlefield somewhere, healing people!" his voice was laced with desperation now.

"No... I asked a sensor team to search for her. They couldn't sense her chakra anywhere. And if she is in the battlefield...-" her voice broke.

"I'm sorry Naruto. She's gone."

"What, no suffix? I thought you loved me, S-a-k-u-r-a." his smooth, deep baritone sent shivers up and down her spine.

"That was before you betrayed us, before you tried to kill us!" her strong voice masked her inner turmoil and fear.

He observed her silently, obscured by the shadows.

It was unnerving, being studied by eyes she couldn't see, and the loud silence between them made her scared to think what was going on inside his mind. Finally, after what seemed like eternity, she broke that silence.

"What do want from me? What purpose do I have here?" she wavered slightly.

"...That's for me to know, and you to find out." she missed the way his eyes flashed in the dark.

"Whatever it is, I won't do it! I'm going home!" She heard herself echo throughout the room, and into the hallway.

There was another bout of silence and quiet hatred before,-

he took a step towards her. She stumbled backwards, terrified by his approach. He continued his leisurely saunter until she bumped against the foot of the bed, and he stopped three paces in front of her. She watched as his features were slowly revealed by the candlelight, and took in his appearance.

Not much had changed, except his clothes. He wore black pants, standard shinobi sandals, and a high-collared shirt with a zipper that showed the pale expanse of his chest. He looked a few inches taller, and his dark eyes bore hers with such intensity that it shook her very soul. His alluring lips seemed to capture and hold her eyes to them as they opened to speak.

"...Home?" she couldn't decipher the tone in his voice.

There was a long pause before suddenly,-

he was right in front of her. Her heart nearly stopped, and then beat so frantically, she was sure he could hear it.

He bent so that he was eye-level with her, almost mockingly. As she looked up into his gleaming, blood-red irises, she felt her veins freeze, and the cold sweat run down her face and back.

His cool fingers gripped her chin so she couldn't look away, and he sneered at her frightened gaze.

"This is your new home now."

Dun dun duuuuuun! XD