Heeeeeyy, so I got randomly inspired to update hehe... like to apologize for the long wait as I said before life just keeps hitting me here.

Only just a bit of a warning most Cannon relationships are the same with a few exceptions here and there.

Disclaimer : I don't own the characters

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"Dammit"

Sakura puffed out her cheeks in a huff and ran a hand through her messy hair. She was tired and frustrated and really need a good soak in her tub.

She was in her office, filing out some paperwork. Her body was tense and was practically begging for a good night of sleep. She leaned back in her swivel chair, her head arched back starting up the ceiling. Her eyes dragging over the dots on the panelled ceiling.

How could she honestly believe that he, would leave her alone. That he would let bygones be bygones. No, he was too stubborn for that, he could never let a grudge go.

She let out a weary sigh, running a hand through her limp hair. She had to think of way to get rid of him. But that was the problem! How could she? She she pulled open a secret drawer from the inner side of her desk which revealed a flash drive. The once vibrant red now worn and scratched. Attached to it was an old rose petal keychain to it.

It was complicated

Very complicated

She pushed back the drawer and turns her tensions to the stack of files on her desk, glaring at one particular; Uchiha shisui. Sakuras' glare wasn't out of hatred, she couldn't hate the man that saved her life. Her anger was wholesomly placed at fate, it wasn't fair how shisui-san got sucked in her mess. He'd seen too much that night. She knew for a fact, that Razor didn't do...um... well with witnesses.

Knock, knock

Snapping her head to the door, she was tempted to blow off whoever it was but she didn't get a chance. Bargain in her office was her long time friend and fellow doctor; Shizune Shiranui.

Shizune walked in through the door with a stern face, her arms crossed and eyes filled with unspoken concern. Sakura knew she was in for an ear full, so she sat patiently. Waiting for Shizune to speak.

Shizune stood there eying friend, she took in all of sakura features. The dark circles around her eyes were predominant and her hair looked dull and lifeless. But was the most noticed able was the most noticeable to Shizune was the look on despair that adored sakuras' face. She look'd simply terrible and it wasn't doctor working all night and day kind of terrible.

"Sakua"

"How can I-"

"Cut the bull, sakura"

"let me explain-"

"Are you alright? And most importantly, would like to fill me in, as to why in the hell you are here?" this time Shizune walked around the desk and examined Sakura's face. Her eyes scaning the slight discoloration and bruising around the edges of her face, before locking on the hand print around her neck. "Sakura..."

Gently swatting away Shizune hands, Sakura stood from her seat and backing up few steps. Her breathing thickened a bit and her arms locked around her body protectively.

Shizune Straighten her back. She immediately retracted her hands, "I didn't mean too... I'm not trying to push you... I just care a lot about you"

" I know, but whoever did this wanted to hurt me, if I stop now I'd be letting them win" she spoke more to herself than anything.

Before Shizune could begin to resonate a response a haunting voice boomed from behind the door.

"where is Forehead? "

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""I think I want the baby's room to be red, yea, I like the color red. Don't you sasuke?"

Sasuke stood next to his wife in the paints aisle of the home improvement store. He was quite and in deep thought, trying to way his options- cause he knew two things. A) if he told what he really thought about about a red room, she would highly displease with his answers. B) she would probably disregard his opinion and turn her attention to a different more flamboyant color.

Sasuke believed red was a bit to much to put in a baby's room, also he heard ( from one of Karn ridiculous baby interior design magazines) that certain colors mess with the baby's mind and sleep patterns...or something like that. Not that he really cared or thought a color of a room truly make a big difference in baby development, but his wife did. And if Karin cared then he did to.

"It's alright, I guess" He said preparing himself.

"What do you mean it's alright? It has be perfect for our baby"

I knew it, he mentally smash his head in with a chair.

"Does it matter? I mean all we truly need is the crib, toys and acessories. If we leave the room white it would match the color scheme we already have planned out"

Sasuke knew from the furious glare she sent him that he do how fucked up in a matter of 20 seconds. With a sigh he ran his hand through his hair and turned his head opposite direction. 'Pregnant Women. And there damm hormones'

Just as she was about to chew his head off her phone went off. She reached into her pursue and reached for her cell and raised a sharp right eyebrow at the caller ID. Sasuke watched with a mixture of confusion and interests as her face twisted up as she glanced down at her phone.

["What do you want noodle breath?"]

Ahh must be naruto, he rolled his eyes.

["Well hello to you too, Elmo. Where's Sasuke?"]

["spending some quality time with his wife, Big bird. Why do you ask?"]

["Look, Karin I need to speak with sasuke it very important "] Naruto, tried to reason.

["Whats so important!? You know he works day in and day out at the station with you, and never gets a breaks. Can't you function without him for one moment!?"] She growled out, earning curious looks from passing shoppers.

Karin's anger could be describe as king Kong on LSD, running through New York with a stripper pole up its ass. Evening that could be considered a understatement.

["Gawddamit, Karin! It's Sakura! She's was in a accident"]

Sasuke watched his wife face morphe from pure rage to complete shock. She turned to him and then back around before asking what happened. Concern laceing her voice as she put the phone on speaker.

["She was attacked and Shisui is in the hospital"]

"Fuck."

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" repetitive tone of an agitated cell phone became predominant.

His large statue rising from his parked position in the chair. He had the grace of a blind man in a drunken sober in the way he staggered looking for the little noise box- as he would call it.

He shuffled from pile to pile of mess, tossing one broken item to the another pile, in an encircling cycle. But fortunately for him, the invisible force of Marco Polo came to an end and he found the phone under a cluster of shattered dishes in the corner.

Daisuke picked up the phone while signing at the collar ID and answered.

"What do you want ZZ? I could've sworn, I told you not to bother", Daisuke spoke in a stale tone as he lugged himself back to the recliner.

"Yea, Yeah. As much I want to let you return to your pity party over there, the Boss called "

"So?"

"So?" ZZ's hardy laugh was heard over the phone, "you need to bring your pitful-waste-of-space-self downstairs so I can brief on the assignment. Oh, don't you remember? Your still under contract. So, quit your little tantrum"

"We'll aren't you the heartless bast-"

"That's funny coming from the man who threw him under the bus. If I recall it was your shaky voice that said 'It was Eito!'

There was a chilled silence before ZZ spoke again.

"And let's be honest here, it was you who shot the cop and, had the sweet tooth for the girl. Yet you lied and you got him killed. Your tears and anguish mean nothing. I don't truly comprehend the crocodile tears you dare the shed, cause you thought of yourself only. Congratulations, you little demon! You've done what crooks, like us, have down for years. "

"I didn't pull the trigger and I didn't know the boss would kill him"

"Your right, your most definitely right. And don't get me wrong I'm grateful for what you did, cuz I didn't get shot. But guess what? you're still going to hell. Now, get down here before you get us both killed. Or rather before I kill you"

Daisuke slammed his phone on the floor. And sank to the floor.

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So, whatcha think?