Everything in my life

by Porcelain.Memories

An ORPHAN child with a dark past,HARUNO SAKURA is acclaimed to be the BEST cold-blooded CIA AGENT and ASASSIN, training under OROCHIMARU. But the price she paid was loneliness and inability to love. That, until she is being entrusted with a crucial MISSION:protect SASUKE and his reputed company from a secret exclusive CRIMINAL organization,while posing as his personal MAID.

16. A double life - the AURA project

CHAPTER 15

Sasuke pushed the door of his office open, with a loud thud, barging inside, with his maid following him suit.

He stopped in the middle of the room, letting his dark eyes dart in every direction, taking in his surroundings and fisting his hand in his ebony locks in annoyance.

"Fuck…fuck!"

Sakura watched her boss twisting his handsome face in rage, not believing her ears. He didn't send anyone to repaint the walls and replace the old desk? That was craziness!

The rosette was massaging her forehead with her fingertips, thinking about how stupid has she been to trust those so called workers and let them inside Sasuke`s office.

If they weren't there because the Uchiha has called them, it meant someone else beside the two of them took notice about his drugged state and took advantage of the situation, which was twice as bad news. Was there a possibility for someone to watch them from the shadows?

"It is all my fault…I let them inside." Sakura whispered softly, not taking her emerald eyes from Sasuke, who was facing the white walls. Nothing. There was nothing left. The fake house painters have covered everything in fresh white paint.

"When did they come?" Sasuke didn't even turn around to look at Sakura. He was more than pissed off.

The thought of someone entering his house, without permission, when the pink haired woman was inside, alone, pretending to be someone else and rob him was bad news.

"Around 4 pm. It took them half an hour to cover the writings and change the broken desk, with a new one. I only took my eyes off them when their head asked for a glass of water."

The level of anxiety the Sound agent felt in that moment was overwhelming. That was no coincidence.

Those suspects have worked fast, without leaving a trace, which meant they were not ordinary burglars. And the fact that they didn't barge into the house at night was even more suspicious, because it meant they were cautious enough to not get caught by the security systems.

The guilt was washing through Sakura`s system like an angry waterfall. She bit her lower lip, not being able to face Sasuke. If something bad was going to happen, it was going to be her fault for letting her guard down and being so naïve. "Sir, I am so so…"

"Look at the walls." Sasuke knew he had to calm down, if he wanted to understand just what the hell happened in there. Someone managed to cross his security system and fool a smart woman like his maid.

They were more than mere thieves, he was sure of that. That would not have been the first time when someone has tried to rob the Uchiha heir, but something was different that time.

Sakura raised her glistening emerald orbs from the ground, that seemed to be very interesting all of sudden, looking at what Sasuke has asked her to, but she found nothing suspicious, except for the fact that the walls were indeed repainted, covering any trace of symbols or letters.

"Did they paint the walls just to play the part of the house painters to the end and trick me or did they have any other ulterior motive?"

"What exactly should I look for? I mean…there is nothing wrong with the way they worked, except for the fact that the writings are gone."

Sakura followed her boss onyx eyes studying the walls around him, with a calculating gaze. It was obvious from his stance that he was really angry, but the way he was nibbling his lower lip portrayed another emotion: bewilderment.

"And that is precisely the problem. There is not even a single mismatch in the pattern. Their work is perfect." Sakura didn't understand what her boss was trying to tell her. Did he sense something she overlooked?

She took another look at the said walls. Indeed, the painting was almost perfect and straight, successfully covering everything, without a trace of black marker. "Yeah, because they tried to fool me into thinking they were professional painters."

"No. They weren't trying to trick you Sakura. One of the reason why they came here was to make sure everything is gone, which is exactly the problem, because they knew exactly what was to be repaired in this office and no one beside you and me was aware of this."

Sakura`s eyes went wide upon hearing what Sasuke was telling her. They wanted to make the writings go away? But why? And the way her boss was pointing the facts was making her believe he was accusing her of slipping the information outside. Was he suspicious on her?

"I know what you think about Mr. Uchiha, but I can assure you I haven't told anyone about this."

"I know, and that is what bothers me in the first place. If they were ordinary thieves wanting to rob me, it is quite logical they wouldn't be coming in the middle of the day, disguised in house painters.

But they entered this house in broad daylight, pretending to be someone else…like some maid I know all to well…so it is quite clear they would suppose I have all the values and money in my office. But…"

"But…what?" Sakura had an idea of where was Sasuke trying to get with that, but she refrained from taking guesses herself. He was a freaking genius, so probably his judgment was more appropriate in that situation.

She listened to him intently, trying to make the necessary connections. Of course she was going to check the cameras she installed on the house as soon as they were finished and send them to Orochimaru for tracking.

Sasuke turned his head slightly, looking at his maid. What was so difficult for her to understand was unknown for him, but he was going to explain her nonetheless.

He had to make sure she wasn't the one leaking the information to others, because if she did…he narrowed his dark eyes and knotted his eyebrows.

He didn't wasn't to imagine it, but if this maid was really there to trick him, she wasn't going to live to tell the others. He would make sure of it.

"How the fuck did they know all the details in the first place, if none of us told anyone about what happened in here?"

Sakura finally caught his meaning. Sasuke was telling her that someone indeed kept an eye of them, while they were not even aware of it.

And they were so skilled that not even her CIA devices countered their technology. Her emerald eyes went wide. "They spied on us!"

Sasuke nodded once in confirmation, letting his gaze fall on the new desk. He took some steps towards the hard piece of wood, pocking the luscious surface with his fingers. "Exactly. And I think we can safely assume it is me they follow, not you."

Of course it was him, because they wouldn't have any interest in spying on his poor ugly maid. Sakura realized how important was to keep his cover not necessary in front of Sasuke (he has already seen much of her, so it was kind of pointless), but in front of the others as well.

"Right. By the way Sir, now that I know you are not the one that sent those guys, I find it relevant to tell you that they spoke English fluently and two of them were not Asians."

Unconsciously, Sakura`s mind was linking the piece of information with the shocking news of Amy Watanabe`s death. Was there any connection between the two events? Amy Watanabe…the girl that terrorized Sakura during high school has been murdered in Bali…

and the way she died, of course the Sound agent knew it was none other than Lorane. Were the guys that entered Sasuke`s office their henchmen as well?

Oh God…the rosette thought in horror at the possibility of they having the intention to kill her boss if he was home. She gripped the hem of her T-Shirt tightly, nervously playing with the cotton material. Sakura started to realize just how twisted the situation really was.

She took a quick glance at Sasuke`s back. He was eying the large new desk intently, his face devoid of emotions, but his jet eyes were basically sparkling. It was crystal clear he tried to figure out some things on his own. Just what was crossing his mind at that time?

"This is because they most likely work for an international organization and as soon as they saw your exotic looks, they safely assumed you are not Japanese…or they didn't know the language in the first place."

Sakura wanted to slap her forehead at that. Of course, if that stupid head of hers would have been more than one neuron inside, she could have answered them in Japanese and catch them out of guard.

Only…she didn't speak Japanese… "damn it…" Wait a second…did he said international organization?

"But Sir, I don't understand. If they wanted to just rob you, they would have tried to incapacitate me first and then enter the house, but they acted civilian to the very end, doing nothing suspicious." Nothing in Sakura`s mind made sense anymore.

How in the world did four men find out about what happened with Sasuke in the first place? She considered the possibility of them hearing about the club scandal, with the drug dealers, involving the Uchiha heir as well, but that doesn't explain how they tracked them.

Their information was a hundred percent accurate, if they knew such details as a broken desk and drafted walls…wait a second…

"Sir, the color they used to repaint the walls…is the same shade as the previous one." Sasuke cocked his head on his left side, fixing Sakura`s emerald eyes with his own dark ones, raising an eyebrow and urging her to go on, because the same thought has just crossed his mind.

And if his intelligent maid has caught the same thing, then it might have some sort of relevance. "Go on."

The pink haired girl crossed her arms in front of her chest, attempting to calm down her nerves. There were million of thoughts crossing her mind at that moment, but she had no idea how to sort them out.

"At first glance, one would have thought that giving the fact that the walls were being painted in white to begin with, matching the color would have not been that difficult, but…"

Sakura made a short break in her speech to head to one of the walls that was the closest, tracing the pattern with her finger, scratching her nose. "…if you have looked carefully at the previous paint, the color was not pure white, but the lightest hue of yellow."

Sasuke didn't need another explanation. His dark eyes shot open, eying his maid in disbelief, almost urging her to confirm his suspicion. How could that have escaped his vigilance was amazing. "You mean…they knew the exact color shade…because they have been here before to study it."

"Yes, this is what I think Sir. The line between the two shades is so thin, that no one would have been able to tell the difference if they were to spy on this office from the outside…not if they don't have a really high tech device…"

The Uchiha brushed his fingers through his messy spiky ebony hair, pulling it backwards, eyes darting on the walls. She was right and he knew it.

The situation was even worse than he first thought, and the raven haired man had an idea of who might those suspects be.

The Sound agent let her eyes wander to the opened window, mentally calculating the distance between the main fence and the house, from that angle.

"about 35 m…only our CIA devices could have spotted such details from the outside, and I am pretty certain no one has followed us from the streets, but witch the high electromagnetism manifesting in here, theoretically no device should have been able to see inside, which means…"

Unexpectedly, it was Sasuke who has seemed to read Sakura`s mind and answered her untold question. "The last people to enter this office in the latest period of time, except you and I, are Naruto and my father."

"So…no one suspicious here I suppose…" Surprisingly Sasuke remained silent and that made Sakura take a double look at his hard face.

All of the people mentioned were basically the closest persons around the Uchiha heir. "His best friend and his own father…there is no way any of them could have spied on him!"

"Don't be so sure of it." At that, Sakura darted her jaded eyes from the walls to her boss, who surprisingly was looking at her intently.

She unconsciously took a step back, not liking the way he was penetrating her gaze, with his onyx eyes, almost like he was trying to confirm some thoughts that crossed his mind.

"But Sir…that could not be possible I mean…we are talking about your father and your best buddy here, so I don't think any of them had a reason to spy on you."

Sasuke let out a small sinister smirk, tilting his head and letting his ebony hair cover half of his face, all the way never taking his eyes off her." Sakura…how do you know Naruto is my best friend?"

Sakura could have sworn she heard some crows laughing and cawing at her "BUSTED".

Same time, Ravenna, Italy, Sound HQ

The sound of high heels echoed through the poor lighted long corridors, piercing the deadly silence. It has been almost 3 years since Tsunade Senju last entered the confinement of the most secret room from the Sound.

Unfortunately, those were not so pleasant memories. The blonde beautiful woman took hard large steps, already having the white glass door in her view. "Someone is in there…"

She pushed the door open, without knocking, barging into the sterile area, not even bothering to put an apron. In the past, that room was always full of scientists and rushed doctors.

At the present, it only served as a reminisce of the most atrocious stories. Tsunade could have sworn the screams of agony were still echoing through the white and blue high walls.

"Reminiscing the old good times, Tsunade?" A smooth low voice called from one of the tables, giving the curvy woman chills on her spine. That man was always scary and the surrounding atmosphere only added to the uncomfortable situation. "What a creep…"

"I wouldn't call them good, for they are still haunting my nightmares, but I can see that the creep mad doctor role still fits you like a glove, Orochimaru." The Otokage of the Sound was eying his friend and colleague with his amused amber eyes, smirking at the obvious discomfort the said woman felt.

"Heh…you are right. But remember, it takes a lot of insanity to create the most amazing things and to uncover the deepest secrets."

Orochimaru`s eyes glimmered in a devious way, making Tsunade`s eyebrows go down in disbelief. She took some steps in his direction, approaching his tall skinny figure.

"You and your obsessive fantasies always searched too deep into things that were supposed to stay in the shadows."

Tsunade threw Orochimaru a heated look then let her chocolate eyes wander around her. She crossed her arms in front of her well endowed chest, making her cleavage look two times bigger.

"Don't forget you were there to help as well. After all, you were one of the lead researchers, Tsunade." Orochimaru knew the woman in front of him has never agreed with all their work and research in the first place.

She was a brilliant woman and an equally extraordinary medic, surpassing everyone from her generation, her skills on par with his own.

But she lacked what it took for her to shine. Orochimaru let out a small smile. She was too cautious and soft…but that was precisely the reason he was there to compensate her faults.

"Hmpf…" The blonde old woman passed Orochimaru`s frame, that was leaning on the large desk in front of him, and planted her arms on the hard surface, her brown eyes taking in the files in front of her.

They looked old and used, but in a relatively good shape. Her sharp mind looked over the complex formulas and notes, realizing she recognized most of them.

They were all papers from their research times. She leaned in and took a random file, opening it and looking at the content. Her eyes went wide as plates.

"This is…" She couldn't believe what she was holding. Those were all secret documents, securely locked in the CIA archives, only known by a few higher ups, including her and the pale snake looking man that was not even watching in her direction.

"That's right. One of our biggest projects. Those are the results. Impressive, isn't it?"

Tsunade was looking over the yellow old sheets of paper, looking at the neat handwriting, trying to process what she was reading. Those were the results of their research all right, but there was more information there than she remembered.

"What is the meaning of this Orochimaru? I don't remember these symptoms, or this kind of behavior of this people and I personally took care of their health and supervised their cerebral activity."

Orochimaru extended a long arm behind him and took a hard covered blue file, handing it to his blonde Sound colleague, who was eying him in a funny way. Of course she was thrown off, after all, even she didn't know all the details of the story.

But Tsunade was his best friend and one of the people he trusted the most, so he decided to let her know about everything, for the pale man was certain that at some point of time, someone was to reveal the truth and let anyone know about their experiments.

And the most recent events lead the said man to believe that time would surely come quicker than one could have thought. "This world is going to see another face…" Tsunade took the file from the Otokage`s hands, all the time fixing him with her hard stare.

It was not that she didn't trust Orochimaru, hell no, it was the other way around. But she knew that when it came to his work, their Leader tended to be a little…too dedicated. "Insanity got a new meaning…"

"But…this…are we talking about that project?" Tsunade bit her nail, closing her eyes for a moment. Out of all the things they did together, that research was by far the most inhuman and evil of all, with the most painful consequences.

Nonetheless, it was really beneficent for the CIA, especially during the World War II and after, but for those people…the blonde woman was certain neither of the researchers that took part in that project were going to ever see the grass from Heaven.

Orochimaru nodded once, confirming her suspicions. He knew how emotionally involved in that was the blonde old lady that was eying him almost critically, after all…she had really good personal reasons to get involved in such actions. It was pitiful she had to suffer along with them as well. But such was life…

"Exactly my dear, those are all the results of our research involving the AURA project." Tsunade gripped the sheets of paper tightly, bowing her head, facing the white marble floor, her eyes going soft.

She couldn't believe it. After all the time she tried to forget those mental images, the dead ones returned from their graves to make her pay for the sins. The blonde woman, as well as her colleague Orochimaru, was some of the people that were unable to let go of the past.

"Those four people…how could have we…" Her usually harsh tone became soft, almost whispering her words, eyes glued to the ground. She couldn't face her ancestors properly, without guilt and shame washing through her system.

"We had no choice, Tsunade. It was not your fault. It was no one's fault. We only did what we thought was best for them."

Orochimaru knew how much suffering the topic was for the woman that was avoiding his gaze, but it was up to her to escape the relics of the past and move over. What they did was indeed atrocious, but no sane person could have blamed them for what happened further.

Tsunade slapped the heavy file on the desk with a loud thud, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, the look in her chestnut eyes silently asking Orochimaru how could he have been so calm and act like all those things didn't happened. Was he that much of an unemotional bastard, or was he just a really good damn actor?

"How can you say that?! There is always another way out, but we were too selfish and absorbed in this shit to consider their own feelings!" Tsunade was aware that she was shouting at the top of her lungs, but she didn't care. No one was there to hear them anyways.

"True. But no one could have done more for them at that time. Remember, we were the best of the best."

"At that time? What do you mean by that?" Tsunade let her gaze follow the Otokage`s frame, going to one of the dusty bookshelves and grabbing another file, but that one looked newer and slightly different from the others.

He took a thick notebook as well, coming back to the blonde woman, raising his hands, silently urging her to take the objects, his face devoid of emotions.

She placed the notebook behind her on the desk and opened the file first, looking at the detailed drawings, sketches and text. She recognized Orochimaru`s italic handwriting on all the pages. So he was the one that drafted those sentences.

"What the…" Tsunade took a second look at the content, almost not believing her eyes.

She put the file back on the desk, grabbing the notebook and opening it at the front page, letting her eyes roam over the sheets. They went wide as saucers upon realizing what was she looking at.

"This results…unbelievable…" The said woman raised her gaze from the notebook and fixed it on the man in front of her, her heart racing in her chest, mouth wide open.

Orochimaru had an unreadable expression on his squared face, but his eyes had a maleficent glint in them, one that Tsunade hasn't seen since they worked together as scientists, and it was scaring her almost as much as the information she has just found out.

"Magnificent, isn't it?"

"You…you continued the experiments!" The Otokage smirked wickedly at the puzzled woman. Tsunade let the notebook fall from her trembling hands, looking at her CIA colleague in a way that was silently asking him to confirm what she has just read.

He blinked once in confirmation making the blonde agent feel dizzy. She put her hand on her heart, attempting to calm her nerves.

"I did. And the last pages of the notebook you so unceremoniously dropped contain the results."

"I…I cannot believe you! How could you do this without telling me? You knew how important it was for both of us! Oh my God Orochimaru…and those four…those symptoms…what were they?"

Orochimaru leaned his body on the desk, crossing his arms. There were many things to be explained and he was certain Tsunade would not find her sleep for a long time, but he had to brief the information in a way that was going to answer her unspoken questions.

"You know we couldn't control them anymore. Their behavior has become erratic and they were endangering not only their lives, but ours as well. I was looking for a cure, just like you, until I realized there was no way to stop their abilities to manifest."

"To manifest? Orochimaru they acted like they were possessed! And their physical pain…all those tears and blood…" Tsunade pulled her hair backwards, facing the wall in front of her.

Damn that cold basement and the lack of windows. It made any sane person go nuts when staying there to long. She was picturing the events and those test subjects` suffering and struggling and it was paining her heart. "…and their extrasensory perception…"

"That's right. There was no way the normal human brain could have controlled something so powerful and vague. People need tangible things to hold on their sanity. And that was exactly what I tried to find out."

"A cure?"

"An explanation. It was child's play to make the cure, as soon as I understood the phenomenon." Tsunade`s eyes went wide upon hearing the information Orochimaru was sharing with her. A cure? That was what they tried to look for all those freaking 7 years, with no luck.

"You mean…you have found it?"

Orochimaru nodded once, smiling widely. After all those sleepless nights, he was able to figure out one of the secrets that made the brightest minds give up on, not being able to form a believable hypothesis.

"Yes."

"The why…why didn't you tell me? I could have used it to save all of them…I could have…"

"I realized it was too risky. You know what is worse than not having an idea of what is going on inside your mind, Tsunade?"

There he went again, talking in terms no one was able to understand. The old lady really hated when the Otokage spoke in a way that didn't make any sense.

His logic was questionable to being with and the way he was expressing himself was ambiguous, giving the impression that the things he said were having another interpretation. "What?"

"Realizing just how limited your human condition really is and how much hidden potential lies in you. Grandeur only comes to the people that have been born for it."

"…just…what in the world are you talking about Orochimaru? Because what you say makes no sense, as usual."

Tsunade covered her face with her palms. She was not able to make any connection at all, her brain going crazy upon thinking about the possible implications of her colleague's discovery.

"There are some really gifted people out there. But when they realize the true nature of their inner…that gift becomes a little…too much for them to handle. It takes more than just raw power to accept who you are.

And for some people…it is an impossible task." Orochimaru looked at the blonde woman like she has grown a tail, his face serene and his voice soft.

He knew all about her internal turmoil, but it was necessary for her to understand that even if you give your hundred percent, sometimes it just not enough.

"Their true nature? You do realize they died particularly because they awoken those abilities, right? You saw them with your own eyes Orochimaru, their freaking minds were crumbling and bleeding!"

If there was something the busty woman could not erase from her mind, was the amount of blood, associated with those test subject's screams in agony.

God only knows how many nights has she spent at their beds, whispering soothing words and promising she would do everything to ease their torment.

Every hour, moment, second, she watched them die inside, until there was nothing left from their sanity. She has never overcame her fear of blood since then.

Secretly, she was envying the Otokage for the way he was holding his ground, managing to carry on with the burden, unlike her, who has left her heart trapped in a past distant memory. Indeed, it took a dose of madness to not give it all up.

"It was precisely for this reason. It was too much for them to accept who they were. And when they did…I had to step in and put an end to their suffering.

Of course…on their own accord."

Tsunade`s eyes went wide as plates, her jaw hitting the ground. Orochimaru was having a passive attitude. He was talking to her like they were reminiscing past events from the high school prom. Was he not troubled at all? Didn't he have feelings of guilt or remorse?

"Oh no…you…please tell me you didn't…it cannot be true…" Tsunade was on the verge of tears. All the time, she had no idea of what was she dealing with. And the man in front of her was confessing things she didn't want to start thinking about.

Of course CIA has covered for every sin they did, they were basically doing illegal stuff legally, not being accused of anything, but the damage was there and innocent people suffered the consequences.

"It is exactly what you think. I let them die, without administrating them the antidote." Orochimaru knew what crossed Tsunade`s mind at that moment. She was accusing him of murder, but that was exactly the opposite of what he did.

After seeing that people struggle in misery for 27 days straight, he thought he was going to be the one going nuts.

And that was when he understood there were people out there with so much unexploited hidden potential, that it was almost a shame some of them refused to accept their abilities, choosing an easier way instead.

"So you are basically admitting that you are the one that killed them!" The blonde Sound agent was letting angry tears fall from her brown shimmering eyes, her lips trembling and all body shaking violently.

She could not believe what the man in front of her was telling her. Orochimaru was many things in Tsunade`s opinion, but a murderer he was not. Apparently, things were a little different…

"On the contrary my dear, the antidote would have been the one to kill them."

"WHAT?! Do you hear yourself talking? Nothing you told me so far makes it clearer; you are basically throwing me in the shadows more than before!"

"It is quite simple if you understand the nature of the things, like I told you. Once I realized that what they had, was not an illness or a side effect caused by a psychedelic substance, but a normal manifestation of their own hidden potential, it was plain obvious the cure was not going to make the symptoms disappear, on the contrary, it was going to let their full ability bloom, taking their inner abilities to the next level."

Tsunade`s head shot up upon realizing what Orochimaru tried to explain to her. Suddenly, everything started to make sense. She let her mind wander through the memories of those past events, making the necessary connection with the newfound information.

When realization has striking her, she pulled out a chair that was resting under the large table, letting her body fall on the same object, with her elbows resting on the hard surface, supporting her head.

"The cure…was not alleviating their symptoms…it was intensifying them…that was the actual cure: the revealing of their true skills..."

"To put it simply, yes."

"Oh my God Orochimaru, you didn't kill them…they were the ones asking you to let them die." Tsunade couldn't even face the stoic Otokage, the events taking a toll on her. How could she have been so blind to not realize what was truly going on?

"Unfortunately. It was their decision. They were not strong enough to deal with what was happening to them, so they chose death instead."

"My brother as well…"

Tsunade could not believe her brother was the one to pursue such a fate. He was the one always bragging about how he was going to lead the CIA when he grows up. How could have a person with so many dreams given up on life so easily, was beyond his sister`s understanding.

"I am sorry…"

A loud crack on the old desk, made the files and sheets of paper scatter in all directions. "Sorry isn't enough to bring him back!"

Orochimaru kept his calm demeanor upon seeing the sudden burst of his then angered colleague. That woman has always been violent, just like her uncle. And loud. But he could understand her pain.

Her younger brother has been one of the fourth people taking part in the experiment. Just like the others, he was a drug addict, and more than that, a psychic, with extrasensory abilities.

During the research, they have discovered that some certain drugs could be the trigger for such supernatural skills to awaken and that was how CIA made really good use of the Lysergic Acid Diethylamide`s effect on such gifted people, successfully using those test subjects that manifested telepathy to transmit secret information safely or clairvoyance to ensure the success of their mission.

No one beside the higher ups and the head researchers actually knew the fact that they were used as CIA agents as well, until their health condition made it impossible for them to take part in missions, so they were being taken care of…in silence.

"True. But it helped us understand what they have been gone through, better and prevent another event like this to happen in the future."

"And how do you think I feel knowing that my brother died because he was not strong enough to fight on his own with what the heck was happening to him?! If only I have known the truth, I would have spent more time with him, talking him into not to give up on life!"

In her mind, Tsunade always blamed herself for neglecting her younger brother and that was the reason why she couldn't move on, clinging to the memory of her little relative, feeling responsible for his death.

"Tsunade, there was no one that spent more time with him than you. Even I , cannot deny your love and devotion for your younger brother. You did more than enough."

"Screw that! How about you tell me just what in the world was wrong with my brother, beside the fact that he was moving things around him, with the power of his mind! Is this the inner potential you were talking about?"

"Yes and no. To make it short…how about I told you there was another person manifesting through each of them, like an alternate ego?"

"Wha…what?! You mean…like someone else living inside of them? How?"

"You see, everyone of us has this alternate id, confined in the most secret places of our conscience, manifesting at some points of time, for instance when you are angry or sad.

But this is not what I am talking about, because that would have been a normal occurrence. What our test subjects were feeling, was not a manifestation of that alter ego, it was something beyond that level of understanding."

Tsunade felt her head explode and Orochimaru was making it more difficult to understand, like usual. He was just like Uchiha Itachi from that point of view. No one was able to figure out just what the hell were they talking about, and their words only made sense into their heads.

"So…basically…they share their freaking minds with someone else's? Is this what you are trying to tell me?"

"No. They are not sharing just their minds with someone else's. They are living someone else's past lives, in their own time."

"…" Tsunade let her mouth unceremoniously hit the floor, her chestnut eyes going wide as saucers, pointing her finger at the not from that planet man that was relating the most unbelievable stories, with the most serene demeanor ever, like he was discussing the forecast and sports news. She was right, Orochimaru was insane.

Out of her own accord, she started to laugh, in pain, in madness, in disbelief. Her colleague was nuts and she was going nuts as well.

"HAHAHAHA…Orochimaru do you even realize what you are saying? My own brother…he was doing what?! Living another people's life? Like he was possessed or something?"

Orochimaru turned his back on the woman that was looking at him like she was watching "My Bloody Valentine" in 3D, and took an old dusty hard covered book, with golden covers, written entirely in Latin.

He gave it to Tsunade, who seemed to be in some sort of shock. Well, the pale man couldn't blame her, for he was just as stunned when he realized what was exactly going on.

"As much as I would like to enlighten you further Tsunade, I suggest you start refreshing your history and religious information. This is going to help."

The blonde woman took the book and opened it at the first page, reading the title in Latin, certainly not expecting what she found there. She took a second look to be sure her Latin skills weren't deceiving her.

"Entering the flesh again?" She raised her brown eyes, knotting her eyebrows, fixing Orochimaru with a questioning stare, nibbling her lower lip in a vain attempt to pull herself together.

Of course it wasn't working. One should have known that working for the CIA meant dealing with unconventional as well.

"Metempsychosis, or if you are not so fond of ancient Greek, I guess you could say…transmigration of the soul."

The calm and collected man smirked upon seeing the face Tsunade was having. Seriously, it was funnier than when Jirayia her fiancé dressed in a pair of pink furry lace thong and hid under the Christmas Tree to surprise her. She looked like a fish out of water.

"Oh my God Orochimaru…this is impossible, there is no such thing, it is a myth!"

"Tell that to all the ancient philosophers and religious movements. Read the underlined paragraph from page 306."

Tsunade quickly opened the said book to the mentioned page, reading the contents. "There are many individual believers and particular groups among the Abrahamic religions of Judaism, Christianity, and Islam, that do believe in the transmigration of the souls, particularly reincarnation, including the mainstream historical and philosophical secret society that is supposed to have been founded in late medieval Germany, namely the Rosicrucianism. Is it correct?"

Orochimaru titled his head on his left side, brushing a tug of hair from his eyes, slightly content that the woman he was working with finally started to get the meaning of his words.

In all honesty, he had a lot of stuff to do and he has just found out that another rich heir of an important company has been killed that night. He didn't have time to provide long explanations to a troubled emotional woman.

"It is. And who do we know to be having members from the secret society of the Rosicrucianism among its followers?" The Otokage of the sound let a small smirk grace his features, upon watching realization hit the blonde woman.

Tsunade couldn't believe just how much sense everything made all of sudden. After all the years she has suffered, she was given the answer she has been looking for.

"The Freemasonry…Lorane!"

"You got that right, my dear Tsunade."

"Fuck, I cannot believe it! Orochimaru you are a genius in all honesty!" Indeed, the weird man in front of her was everything, but an imbecile he was not. It was then the busty woman realized just how freaking lucky the Sound was to have Orochimaru as its leader.

He managed to solve a mystery that would have probably taken the other minds from the CIA a whole life of research. And to think he figured out such a difficult case regarding her brother and the other skilled people, and even creating an antidote. And the connection with Lorane…

"There is something I don't understand Orochimaru. You said there is impossible for some people to deal with them being…reincarnated or whatever that is…which leads me to the following logical conclusion: there are people mentally strong enough to accept their destiny. Is that right?"

"Maybe…the world is full of wonders after all."

Tsunade raised a thin eyebrow, suddenly replaying the conversation she had with her student Sakura in her mind, putting two and two together. It was her turn to let out a small smirk at the man in front of her.

"How would you like to find out that I might know such people?"

The Otokage`s eyebrows went up, eyes widen in surprise. Of course he was not a fool to believe that very special people didn't exist on the Earth, beside the four people they have studied. But to think Tsunade has managed to encounter some of them was another story.

The old lady took some files and documents from the book, stood up and proceeded to the exit door. She had a lot of things to research, but first…she had to go and drown in sake for the rest of the night. Damn she needed alcohol and fast, or else she was certain she was going insane.

"I would be more than glad to hear all the details you know."

And Tsunade`s answer almost had the pale man faint, if not for the fact that he was Orochimaru and he didn't do fainting, in the first place. But his eyes went wide nonetheless upon hearing what the then leaving woman told him.

"Then you should give my beloved Cherry Blossom a call. She will be more than pleased to fill you in."

Japan, Tokyo, Sasuke`s villa

Sakura was having troubles breathing normally, her heart not being able to pump enough blood to keep her mind clear. How could she have been so stupid to leak out such information to an observant man like Sasuke? She was mentally punching herself for not choosing her words correctly."

"Answer me. And don't you dare say I told you when I was under the LSD influence or drunk, because I am not going to believe such a story." Sasuke was having her maid trapped into his onyx eyes, casting his spell on the said woman, successfully making her pinned to the ground.

The Uchiha was glad he was still keeping his guard up around Sakura, or else he would have missed that particular slip of her tongue.

He was really curious to what explanation was she going to provide him with, because the raven haired heir would be damned if he took anymore of her lies, especially when he was in such a difficult situation.

Sasuke was more than sure Naruto and Sakura didn't have time to meet one another in such short amount of time, and when the blonde idiot came to visit him, he had his maid on the supermarket, doing shopping.

If Sakura knew Naruto then it was indeed a really big secret how in the world were they aware of one another.

Sakura prayed to all the Heavens to take her right then and there and save her the trouble to find a good excuse to convince her boss she and the Akatsuki member didn't know each other.

It was pretty bad Sasuke didn't trust her to begin with and there she was in front of another tight situation. She should have known a lie was going to lead to another lie and so on. Indeed…all that connected them were pure lies…

The Sound agent closed her emerald eyes briefly, thinking about her options. Lying to him giving the context was pointless, for those impossibly dark penetrating eyes of his were going to look straight into her soul, reading her like an open book.

So her only option was to tell him something that held some sort of truth. She wetted her lips and opened her eyes, looking at Sasuke`s expecting jet ones.

"I wanted to tell you earlier, but I didn't have the opportunity to do so. You got a phone call from Neji Hyuga, who said he couldn't reach you on your cell phone. He told me to deliver the following message to my boss: his best friend Uzumaki Naruto is in hospital."

Sasuke`s eyes went wide upon hearing what Sakura was telling him, not believing his ears. The dobe was sick and hospitalized? How come?

What could have happened in such short amount of time to injure him so bad? And how come he wasn't announced earlier by the events? Just how many other things were hidden from him?

"Why is he in there?" It was a stupid idea to not check his missed calls, because that arrogant conceited jerk Hyuga probably called him to let him know about Naruto`s situation.

Nonetheless, he could not stop his sharp mind to briefly wonder if the three most recent events weren't connected in some twisted way: Naruto`s sudden illness, his drugged state and the fake house painters spying on him and the death of another important heir, Amy Watanabe?

"I am not aware of the details myself, but it appears that he was poisoned with arsenic." Sasuke didn't even try to mask his bewilderment. What was Sakura saying? The blonde idiot has been ingesting a lethal poison?

Before he was given LSD? Just what the hell was happening in there? Because the raven heir Uchiha would be damned if he believed in coincidences.

That was for imbeciles who weren't even able to write their name without having more spelling errors than the word itself, but not for smart people like him.

"You should have told me earlier Sakura, Naruto is an important heir himself just like me. The two events might have some sort of connection." Sasuke turned his head from his maid, looking at the bookshelf from behind his new desk, his mind trying to solve the riddle.

Sakura was going to have cardiac arrest if she spent more time in that man`s presence. What? He was able to make the necessary connections between Naruto and him, managing to find the thing those two events had in common, and that being Lorane, without even being aware of?

"God damn it, I don't know if it is the drug speaking, but he is a freaking genius!" Sakura felt stupid all of sudden. She had a brilliant mind herself, but there she was, the top elite CIA assassin, being painfully outsmarted by a mere businessman.

She couldn't help but rewind Orochimaru`s words in her mind, from their previous conversation, thinking that maybe those words held more truth that she was tempted to believe. "Be aware of the Uchiha, he is a dark horse…"

"I am sorry, Sir. By the way, putting aside the fact that they took your office desk and obviously everything that was resting inside, but apart of that, is anything else missing from your office, or their sole purpose was to get rid of the writings and take advantage of the fact that you destroyed your desk?"

Upon hearing what Sakura asked him, Sasuke snapped out of his deep thoughts, a wave of panic crossing through his veins, like an electrical discharge.

He went to his bookshelf almost wanting to let out a scream in frustration. How could he have been overlooking something so important?

With trembling hands, he opened some drawers and pulled out a few books, throwing them behind him, without a care. He had to make sure…He planted his palm on the walls behind the piece of furniture, imprinting his hand on the still fresh paint.

It was then the moment he realized what were those men really after and he wanted to bold out of the door and do some permanent damage on something…or some fake painters.

Sakura wanted to get closer to Sasuke when she saw him attacking the bookshelf, but she halted her movements when she saw the consternation enveloping his hard frame and his ebony eyes darting in all directions, like he was living a nightmare.

Just what could have happened to him all of sudden? She didn't like that look on her boss, it screamed danger and insanity.

"No…" Sasuke was mad, like seriously. Those bastards…the knew exactly what to look for and damn right they have found it.

That was obviously, because Sakura told him she only left his office for 5 minutes or so, so there was not way in hell enough time for them to roam aimlessly through his office and search for god only knows what.

Indeed, Sasuke had some really valuable paintings decorating the walls and some jewelry and money on a safe, but they weren't interested in that. Sasuke covered his tired face with both hands, almost wanting to slap his head on the office desk.

How could he have been so careless to let his guard down so easily to be played off in the most shameful way? Like stealing a candy from a child. And to think he was warned to be careful…

His iPad, laptop and all the documents regarding the Mangekyou…were gone! His strategy points, the complete profiles of his shareholders, the values of his stocks, has been stolen by God only knows who and to add to the fun, his special Pad and mini notebook as well. It was a disaster in all seriousness.

He bolted to the other side of the room, taking big hard steps, almost like he was defying gravity, approaching a high blue bookshelf, which was slightly different from the other in the office.

That one had a lot of hard covered books, bind in leather, cotton or Chinese xuan paper, of all colors, all written in different languages.

Sasuke grabbed one of the covered and pulled it roughly, revealing a fake book that was hiding a small safe behind.

He quickly introduced his password and unlocked it, looking inside. The content was safe all right. "At least they didn't have this one as well…good thing I changed the place."

The young Uchiha knew exactly the reason why they have managed to spy on him and how. He wanted to laugh at the irony of it. So he truly outsmarted them after all, but they have still found a way to fool him, into avoid his security system.

Sasuke was aware of the fact that the only people that crossed that office recently were him, his maid, Naruto and his oto-san. "Now…someone out of this people…is lying."

Of course, one would have been tempted to blame it on the maid, because the others were basically his most trusted people but…neither he nor Sakura were ordinary people. And he was not going to let himself being fooled again. One had to look underneath the underneath.

Maybe the ones that pulled such a stunt on him actually expected the Uchiha to state the obvious, successfully distracting him to see the actual truth.

No problem, his phone was still there. It absolutely killed his mind to do it, but he was going to solve that shit and take his stuff back…with a single phone call. "Damn it all to hell…"

Sakura was eying her boss suspiciously. What the hell was he doing? His broad back was covering the narrow wooden piece of furniture, so she couldn't be sure of what was confident there, but she had an idea of it containing some sort of value that Sasuke was afraid to have lost as well.

Nonetheless, it was really bad. If someone was keeping an eye on Sasuke all the times, the possibility of her being discovered was really high. What if those mysterious people were Lorane henchmen, targeting her raven haired boss? They were not safe anymore in that house.

Not only did they manage to fool her and the Uchiha heir, but they passed her devices and cameras as well. Moreover, she was certain Sasuke had some sort of security systems and they still managed to track him.

Following that trail of thoughts, the emerald eyed woman couldn't help but think at another possibility.

If the people that were spying on Sasuke installed some sort of hidden microphones or cameras, then how in the world was that working in his office and her own CIA devices were jammed? What about the electromagnetism?

Out of curiosity, the Sound agent slipped her hand on her pocket and as discreetly as she could, she pulled out her phone and pressed the menu bar, entering a special application she had from the Sound, that measured the electromagnetic field.

She made sure her boss was not looking at her, otherwise it was going to be quite the show.

He was not. For some unknown reason, he was scratching the wooden surface of the questionable looking piece of furniture with his nails, looking like an angered cat. Good.

But when the special program has loaded the results of the measurements, Sakura almost dropped the phone, if not for the fact that most of it was resting safely into her large T-Shirt pockets. "WHAT?!"

The pink haired agent couldn't believe her eyes and her jaw hit the floor. The abnormally high electromagnetic frequency she has measured in that office and sent the results to Aburame, for investigation…was gone! "I cannot believe it, the Lorentz force is 0!"

That changed the things dramatically for the Sound lady, because she was sure of one fact: that powerful unknown electromagnetic field was the perfect security system Sasuke could have had in his office, because no one would have been able to install a working device there, according to what Shino has told her.

Even if those people were indeed Lorane, not even they had the necessary technology to beat such a powerful frequency. But for some unknown reason, it was completely gone on that particular moment!

That made no sense. Shino told her that the electromagnetism was not a natural one, but a human made one. So if it wasn't working at that moment, it only meant someone or something has deactivated it.

But who? It was either Sasuke or those people, and the former ones were the most reasonable explanation.

She quickly shoved the phone into her pocket when she saw her boss turn around and walk to the large slightly opened window, crossing his arms in front of his muscled chest, looking outside. Was he there to enjoy the view or was he doing the exact measurements she did minutes ago?

That was his house after all, so maybe he knew some more things than her. But something vibrated in her pockets and it was obviously her phone doing so, which was strange. She took a quick look at the screen, realized she didn't shut the application off, because she was scared Sasuke would have caught her.

And she felt her mind going numb while looking a the LCD screen. It was a miracle the fact that she didn't start to scream in shock. "Are you fucking kidding me?" Not even a minute ago, the electromagnetism was zero.

But when Sakura looked at the phone again, she couldn't read anything. Everything displayed there was a complete mess, including the Lorentz forces or the frequencies. The value of the force was even higher than the previous electromagnetic field she measured!

Sakura took a hold of her messy hair, fisting her hand in her pink locks, biting her lips in consternation. "Just what in the name of God happens here?!"

She also felt a wave of nausea and headache hitting her suddenly, as well as her pulse accelerating, but she put it aside, thinking it was just the lack of sleep, but when she thought about it…

"It is because of the abnormally high electromagnetism…it is harming me…" In a moment of inspiration, Sakura understood the most ridiculous thing possible, maybe even more terrifying than the fact that someone was keeping an eye of them, possibly even in that particular moment as well.

The values and results of the frequency went crazy in the moment Sasuke walked from the shelf to the window. "When he got close to me, to cross the other side of the room…OH NO!"

It was a good thing that Sasuke was not facing her, because Sakura looked like she was seeing aliens invading the Earth, dressed like Dracula, in high heels.

She double checked if there was some sort of possibility for her boss to see her in the glass of the window, then she took out her phone, hiding it in the much too long sleeve and raised her hand, in the direction of the ebony haired Uchiha.

The values shown by the EMF meter were so high that the application went dead, as soon as the message "error" appeared on the screen. She then moved her arm behind her, turning her head to look at the values.

She wanted to laugh, because what was she assisting to, was so insane and impossible that one could have believed they were filming a SF movie. It was unbelievable; she couldn't even start to formulate her sentences to tell her Papa about it. He would think she went nuts.

"I knew this imbecile was a freaking alien, coming from far away Galaxies, because not only he is tremendously good looking, but his intellect is out of charts and now he has extrasensory perception…"

The electromagnetism around her and in all freaking office was equal zero! All the way around, except her boss. It was not the four suspects who deactivated the electromagnetism. It was not even her boss doing it. Sasuke did not stop the magnetic field to manifest.

He was controlling it!

Sakura put her phone back into her pocket, closing her eyes, smiling like a demented woman, her hands going limp and her knees turning into jelly. She didn't even try to stand on her feet anymore, that was why she dropped her tired body on the ground, lying on her butt like a druggie on a rock concert.

She hid her face in between her crossed arms, not believing what she was seeing. That man…the drug…the powerful unknown electromagnetic force…the effects on him…his past…his skills…that man was a psychic, just like Tsunade has told her!

"Are you afraid of me? You should." Those words he told her…Sakura was trying to put two and two together, realizing that Sasuke has tried to warn her somehow about the fact that he was a more dangerous man than she has thought.

But she still wasn't afraid of him, even if she was forcing her to react accordingly. Why? For a very simple reason: she realized her boss was somehow controlling the electromagnetism, so that whenever there was someone in the office, as long as he was around, they will not be affected by it.

That was why he kept his distance from her as much as he could. "This is why he pulled away from my embrace that time…" For some unknown reason, Sakura felt hot tears burning in her emerald eyes, not able to contain them any longer.

She let out an involuntary sob, not caring if the man in front of her was hearing it, because she knew he was keeping his distance on purpose, but in that moment…

she wanted nothing more than to stand up and throw herself at him, getting lost in that hard rock warm body that provided her so much relief.

She also realized those people were able to track on him just because someone has been there before and installed a device that only worked when he was around, getting advantage of the fact that he was controlling that electromagnetism every time someone was present in his office as well.

They probably had a device with a switch off whenever he was alone in there or it was being empty. Sasuke didn't need to worry about the effects, because it was not affecting him at all.

Sasuke was beat tired and he was angry. If someone has been spying on him, it only meant they knew his secret, otherwise, they wouldn't have been to take advantage of the fact that he was dropping the level of the abnormal electromagnetic field around his office.

And if someone knew his abilities, it only meant they had a large insight over his past which was two times more catastrophic. "No more playing around…"

He was not a stupid man; the Uchiha realized the connection between the death of the Walmarkt CEO and the Watanabe heir. "Don't forget Naruto…" And damn right did he know they were targeting him as well.

Also, he realized that if the unknown suspects knew his secrets, then what they attempted to do was to wash away the proofs and make sure they were the only ones to have a copy of the writings.

Five minutes were more than enough to photograph the drafts, but they were imbeciles if they thought he didn't have a copy as well.

"So they wanted that piece of information, huh? The question is: for what reason?" More importantly was who leaked that secret to them and why? "There is a spy among us…"

But what was really ripping his soul apart, was the soft muffled sounds his maid was doing. The fact that she was crying because of him again, was making his heart constrict painfully into his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

He closed his eyes in anger, gripping the edge of the window tightly, letting the strong wind blow into his face, playing with his spiky raven locks.

The dark clouds were pouring big drops of rain, almost like attempting to wash away all the pain. The sky was crying and so was she.

But he couldn't go there and pull into his arms like he wished. He promised himself not to harm her any more. But apparently…even his distance was causing her agony.

"Damn it…"

"Sakura…" The said woman raised her head, surprised to hear her boss` soft call. She has never realized just how much ease his velvety low baritone voice was giving her.

She was the one that had to protect him and Sakura couldn't help but wonder if there was any problem in her searching for some sort of protection from him as well.

"Y…yes, Mr. Uchiha?" Sasuke turned his head over his shoulder, some locks of his dark hair being damp from the rain, sticking to his face, his expression calm and collected.

But his impossibly black garnet eyes held an unidentified emotion that was hitting her heart, almost like he wanted to burn her tears away and breathe life on her.

"Go to you room and sleep. I am going to take care of everything here…and there as well…"

The Uchiha heir couldn't even stand to look at the miserable woman in front of him. Her then dried curly hair was sticking in all the directions, looking like a bird has made a nest on her head.

Her pale face looked tired as hell, her small frame was drowned into that cheap large piece of clothing and her green wide eyes were looking straight into his heart, almost calling him to come and drown her into him.

He was absolutely entranced by those twinkling pure green diamond eyes, that were glistening with thin rivers of tears, like she was putting bits of her innocent self into each drop of salty liquid.

Never in his life was Sasuke more troubled to see a woman suffering that much like in that particular moment. He would be damned if his maid was going to wear those hideous big glasses that confined her emerald gemstones from him from then on.

She was not going to hide the window of her soul anymore, because Sasuke was certain he could not take in any sort of lie any longer.

All his life was based on lies and atrocious secrets, and the world he lived in was a blatant lie, made by money and expensive beverages. There was no type of loneliness that pained him more than to feel alone in a world full of people.

Sakura managed to somehow gain her energy and stand up, wiping some of the still falling tears from her cheeks. She was a mess and she looked like hell, she was aware.

And the fact that Sasuke was telling her to leave was a secret message that he was sending her away from his problems…"from his life…from his heart."

"I understand Sir. I am sorry…for everything…for not being able to protect you." She didn't even waited for her boss to tell something else, for she turned her back on him and bolted out of the room.

The tension was becoming too much for her to handle. She didn't have the amount of energy to deal with all the catastrophic events and her own feelings for the beautiful dark man.

It was impossible for her to act like an agent and his maid. She could have acted like someone she was not for a period of time, as part of her CIA job. "But I cannot rip my heart in two as well…"

Sakura was not aware of the sound of the footsteps that followed her. She was not even aware of the stormy weather or the loud thunders that were piercing the silence of the night.

It was when the electricity went down, throwing the entire neighborhood into a blackout, the young agent felt her inner walls break apart.

She absolutely loathed storms like that, because they only intensified the loneliness in her heart and the stillness of the house. She never had a real home. A house can only become a home, with warmth and love.

Sakura was almost certain she was not going to make it to her room alone, because she felt the foot melting under her steps, making it harder for her to attempt to climb the stairs.

It was in that moment her heart screamed for someone to come and help her get away from the sea of loneliness and pain, until she drowned completely.

And it was in that particular moment she felt a warm hand gripping her arm in a firm, but gentle hold, making her body stir and forcing her to turn around, realizing she was pulled in a tight embrace, in the arms of the one and only Sasuke Uchiha.

When Sakura exited his office, Sasuke`s body moved out of his own accord and before his mind had time to process what he was doing, he was already following his maid suit. He was going to be damned if he let her go like that…like she was leaving my side.

/Don't pull her out of your life/

Of course, his conscience knew what was better for him, but for some particular reason, the Uchiha actually listened to what the other voices in his head were telling him and as soon as he caught the sight of the little pink hair crying maid, that looked absolutely terrified by the sudden blackout, he knew exactly what to do.

If someone was to see the woman that has put her trembling arms around his slim waist, holding him for dear life, they were probably going to laugh at the sight of her messed up looks.

But in Sasuke`s eyes, no other model or actress every looked more beautiful than she was in that particular moment.

The warmth her body was providing, and the way her feminine curves were blending into his own frame, fitting every angle perfectly, like they were meant to be together from the beginning of the Universe, was doing funny things inside his heart.

It was small and almost unnoticeable, but he was able to feel it. That burning passion Sasuke was certain he erased from his system years ago, was being lit by the sobbing woman from his arms and it was immersing him in a whole new world of emotions and neglected feelings.

The young heir let his chin rest on his maid's head, closing his eyes for a brief, letting his senses take over and feel her on a whole new level.

/Let her teach you/

her unmistakable smell of dark chocolate and oranges and the softness and tenderness of her hold made his hormones go crazy with want.

There was nothing he wanted more than to put his hand on her soft cheek, wipe away those tears and kiss her. But he couldn't, because that woman was not a one night stand or a plaything. Sasuke was perfectly aware of the implications of a kiss, when it was about Sakura.

And she wanted something else from him, not only physical. If it was only sex she would have wished for, the raven haired man would have given it to her without any second thoughts.

He has asked her what did she crave for, when he was under the LSD influence, but instead of screaming at him to take her, like any whore would have done in her place, she asked him to stop.

It was not because she didn't want him just as much, because the Uchiha heir has seen the amount of pleasure he was giving her when he had her trapped under his body, she was melting under his touch, silently crying for more.

It was because she only wanted to give herself to him both physically and emotionally, and of course she wished for the same thing in return.

"Feelings…can I really?" But he couldn't…he couldn't let her inside like she wanted him to; it was risky for both of them. Sasuke was certain that no matter what secret did she have, it was not going to even compare with his own.

She was already putting her life into a lot of danger by staying next to him; everyone was able to see it. And the fact that she was alone in the house, when people that probably wanted him gone were standing so close to her, was already nagging at his conscience.

It has been a long time since Sakura ever felt that happy on the inside and it was then when she realized just how alone her life truly was.

Sure, she had her Papa Orochimaru, Tsunade, Anko or Karin to take care of her, but she desired for something else they couldn't give her. Another sort of emotion in her life, except friendship and parental love, something deeper.

She didn't have a name for what she was looking for, because she has never felt that way, but there was a strange emptiness in her heart that screamed for completion.

And Sakura knew that the high pulse and the butterfly in her stomach that were making her queasy and shaky were all because of her boss.

The feel of his lean muscles so close to her was driving her insane. She wanted nothing more than to freeze the time and get lost in the sensation forever. She knew she had to refrain from getting close to that man, but Karin and Anko were right.

There was nothing wrong when both parties wanted it just as much.

And the fact that Sasuke came running to her and locked their bodies in the warmest embrace Sakura ever felt, made her realize she was having some sort of effect on him as well, no matter now much he tried to deny it.

The Sound agent was able to read what kind of man Sasuke really was, because he was just like Orochimaru from that point of view.

They were people of few words, letting their actions speak for themselves and everything they did was meaningful and not random. She closed her eyes, enjoying the hotness of his body and his amazing smell, his heart lulling her into sleep.

"If two equally lonely people hold each other tight, are they able to complete each other and become one?"

Two days later

Sakura was vacuum cleaning Sasuke`s room, iPod in her ears, listening to some metal song Karin has sent her. She didn't even bother to check on the band, the rhythm was absolutely addictive.

The Sound agent was banging her head from time to time, holding the vacuum cleaner's hose like a microphone, imagining she was in the middle of the concert, singing the lyrics she has already learned by heart. She was aware of the fact that her behavior was childish but she didn't give a damn about that.

She was alone in the big villa, her boss Sasuke trapped into his office at his company, doing God only knew what paperwork was bothering him, because he was brooding like hell whenever he went there, like someone was going to tie him up on a chair, and force him into pink fluffy Teddy Bears and colored blueberries and strawberry candies therapy.

"PFhahaha…I can even imagine that bastard screaming in agony that the adorable fluffy Bear was burning his eyes and the candies were poisoning him."

The pink haired lady was having the time of her life, picturing her stoic boss running from the maleficent big Teddy Bear and his evil hug.

After the incident from his office, Sakura sorted out her thoughts and so did Sasuke, no one bothered the other with further explanations. The raven haired Uchiha was working till late night and when he got home, he only spared her a glance, nodding once in acknowledgement and went straight to his room, sleeping.

She tried to contact Orochimaru with no luck, because her Papa was not answering her calls, and what was even weirder was the fact that Tsunade went MIA as well.

She knew that they were extremely busy people, that had to deal with many other agents and missions, but it was really weird.

There were many things Sakura needed to confirm with her boss and protector and she was slightly worried, although she knew sometimes her Papa was going to call her later when he got her message.

He probably knew about Sasuke from Tsunade and Amy Watanabe was already a hot topic among the media, so that was not a problem as well. He was probably thinking about the connections between the events as well.

Sakura got a call from Sasuke who asked her to go to the Mangekyou HQ and bring him some food. The pink haired agent knew that Sasuke was not wandering outside, drinking his ass off and whoring with God only knew what lascivious woman, instead, he was working at his company.

She was slightly worried for him, because she knew he was still recovering from the LSD trip and he was lacking sleep.

"And when that workaholic self centered imbecile is going to get sick, guess who will have to take care of him…" She checked her clock, realizing she had to be there in two hours.

After she dusted the furniture and cleaned the windows as well, Sakura debated what to do next. Maybe watch some movies on the huge flat TV from the living room. The CIA agent snorted loudly at that.

While she was cleaning there as well, she has found some old Disney movies among the many DVDs her stoic boss had.

"Wait until I am going to tell Karin about that, she will die of laughter...hehe he is worse than Sasori and that dude has Barbie Girl as his ring tone and a huge doll hanging above his bed…"

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"Hmmm?" Sakura stopped the vacuum cleaner and checked her phone, slightly curious on who could have been calling her. She secretly wished it was Orochimaru, but no such luck there.

She let out a small frown upon seeing the message displayed on the screen. "What the hell does she want?"

"Meet me at the small café near Sasuke`s Mangekyou in 20 minutes. I need to talk. Ten Ten"

Now that threw Sakura off. Ten Ten of the Akatsuki wanted to rendezvous her? For what? Was it about her mission?

No, she was certain Itachi told his members not to interfere with her work. Did they have some sort of emergency? That was probably not the case either; otherwise she would have called her or sent an SOS signal.

But the message was clearly a civilian one, which meant what that woman wanted to talk about, was not related to their CIA jobs and that was weird. Ten Ten was one of the people that hated Sakura the most and the feelings were the same for the emerald eyed assassin.

She changed into another clothes, shoved her boss` lunch into her backpack, took her phones and left the house, thanking all the Gods that Ten Ten had the decency to meet her close to where Sasuke worked.

It kinda sucked to grab a cab, because she didn't speak Japanese and it was difficult to explain to them where she wanted to go.

The Japanese people were indeed very polite, but when they heard a young foreign lady dressed like she was a alcoholic, asking them to take her to the Mangekyou, they eyed her in disbelief. "Let's all pray to the mighty God of Holly brooding Sasuke Uchiha…what a show off…"

Ten Ten was sitting in the fancy looking café, choosing a table for two persons near the window, in a more secluded place, eying the menu. "They have 24 assortments of hot chocolate and coffee, my God!" The beautiful brown eyed Akatsuki member was mentally preparing herself for meeting Sakura, for God only knew she absolutely loathed the idea.

She was doing it for her friends and out of conscience…and because Neji has threatened her into moving to a hotel if she didn't show her gratitude over the Sound agent. "Jerk…" So there she was, trying her best to rehearse her speech and still trying to sound convincing.

In all honesty, Ten Ten really hated Sakura, with burning passion. Everyone from the CIA was praising her like she was some sort of Goddess and the chestnut eyed woman was kind of sick of hearing phrases such as:

"Fuck, what a hot babe..." or "Athena of the Sound has managed to catch that head of the criminal organization we have been following for ten years, alone!" or "OMG she looks fantastic in that silky pink dress and her hair is also amazing!".

She couldn't understand just what in the world was making that girl so special in all the people's eyes. She was just an attention whore in all the other CIA women's eyes and the Akatsuki agent was agreeing with them.

Not only the way she acted was like she was superior to all of them in each aspect, but her way of talking and her manners were also annoying Ten Ten to no end.

She was just so full of herself that one could have thought she guarding Uchiha Sasuke was a match in Heaven, for the two of them had more things in common than they thought.

There was a tiny voice in the back of her mind that told the chocolate eyed lady that maybe she should see Sakura Haruno in another light and put herself into her place.

She was one of the Sound's elite, but they were the ones handling the bloodiest and dirtiest work, so maybe she was under a lot of pressure, not having time to deal with all the minor things.

Also, she couldn't deny Neji`s words that told her the Haruno girl was working twice as much as everyone else, being the last to leave the training ground and the first to be there and help whenever it was necessary.

Ten Ten felt really lucky to be a part of the Akatsuki, because they were all good friends, acting like a big family, but the Sound was more stoic and kept themselves in the shadows, so most of the time Sakura was probably alone, dealing with her own matters.

The Akatuski female member was an orphan and she knew the pink haired agent was one as well, so she could have understood her from that point of view.

When the chestnut haired woman met the Hyuga heir, he pulled her out of her loneliness, basically giving her a new chance to live and love, but the Haruno was alone, that was something everyone knew.

Sure, there were Tsunade and that freakish Otokage to shield her and Ten Ten wouldn't want to start thinking about her whore friend Karin, who was the worst thing CIA ever dealt with, but that was beside the point.

She was a female just like Athena of the Sound and also she was aware of the fact that a man was really important into any woman`s life, from every point of view.

Ten Ten was ready to bet her CIA career that her porcelain doll looking impassive face of the Sound assassin was just a cold façade, hiding her loneliness and insecurities.

No matter how stronger a woman wanted to appear, she needed a male in her life to complete her and support her, just like Neji did. The Akatsuki female let out a small smirk at that. If she was to be honest, the Sound assassin staying glued to the Uchiha was not an entirely bad thing.

"It would not surprise me to live the day when I am going to take a bit of their wedding cake…"

"Ahm…" The chocolate eyed woman raised her stare from the appealing menu and followed the direction of the sound, letting her gaze fall on the owner of the voice. Oh God forbids…she was never going to accept an undercover mission, money and duty be damned.

"Ah…hey." Out of courtesy, the Akatsuki agent stood up, waiting for Sakura to join her at the table, not once taking her eyes of her frame. The creature in front of her was clad completely in dark blue clothes…

"couple outfits, that ass Uchiha wears dark blue on daily basis hahaha…" , a two sized bigger top, a trashy looking long skirt and the most old fashioned cardigan, were creating the most hideous outfit possible.

And she was silently envisioning bloody scenes from difficult missions, in order to contain her laughter upon seeing her hairstyle and the oversized glasses, that were resting on her small nose.

She has concealed half of her face with that hairstyle, that looked like she was one of the burglars from the movie Home Alone…when they were being electrocuted.

She was tempted to take a photo and share it to all her CIA friends for blackmail like seriously. The mighty Goddess of wisdom and beauty Athena of the Sound, looking like a scarecrow.

Even the people around were looking at her, trying to be as discreet as possible, but failing miserably. "No more Givenchy or Gucci for ya…"

Ten Ten couldn't contain the image of the famous Uchiha Sasuke being seen with such a woman beside him, it was the funniest shit ever.

And the way she was walking like she was trying her best to blend with the fake appearance she was sporting, gained her a ticket straight to Jack Sparrow's crew.

The fact that she was wearing her combat boots didn't go unnoticed by the brown haired agent. "Always on guard, huh.."

"Let` sit." Sakura took the chair in front of the Akatsuki female agent, still not believing her eyes she came there on her own accord, meeting with that detestable woman, who was looking at her like she wanted to join the chorus of staring imbeciles and bash her to no end.

Of course, she looked completely different from her usual luxury clothed self, but that was part of the mission for Heaven`s sake, so if the brown eyed woman in front of her could not even understand such a simple notion, she was even stupider than she looked. "And here I thought Sasuke has the attitude of a dying pig…"

But the Sound agent couldn't give a fuck on what she was thinking about her. She was aware of her value and all that chestnut eyed tramp wanted to say, but she looked like she was having difficulties in restraining herself from doing so, was just pure jalousie. "You will always be inferior to me, no matter how hard you try to hide it…"

"Of course." As soon as the both women sat, each of them looked at the menus, almost like wanting to prolong the dreaded conversation that was about to come. Sakura ordered a latte macchiato and Ten Ten a peppermint hot chocolate.

The waiter attempted to flirt with the Akatsuki member, and when he got Sakura`s order, he was looking at her with a superior attitude.

The pink haired woman gave him the finger, not even bothering to look in his general direction, her emerald orbs never leaving the chestnut ones that were fixing her just as intense.

An awkward silence followed, both Sakura and Ten Ten looking at everything else around, not wanting to face the person in front of them. "Okayyyy…this is even more disturbing than crossing the Mangekyou`s main hall, with all the whores eying me..."

It was the Akatsuki female member that broke the silence, as soon as their order came. She took the hot cup in her hands, taking a sip of the delicious beverage, enjoying the aroma. Chocolate was indeed a woman's best friend.

"Look Athe…Sakura. I will be honest with you. I really don't like you…at all."

Sakura, who was busy mentally cursing that damn waiter for boiling her coffee like she has ordered tar instead of latte, imagining the most efficient way to shove a senbon down his ass, as soon as he was going to give them the check, shot her head up, not believing her ears.

"Have you called me here just to insult me? Because you know, giving me a call would have been an easier way to deal with the problem."

If that woman really thought she was going to be patient just because they are some sort of colleagues, she had another thing coming.

The Sound agent was not a patient woman and she didn't tolerate rude and sarcastic remarks. She was not going to take shit from anyone, especially those she considered to be brainwashed common dwarf mongooses in search for their much needed brain.

Ten Ten was tempted to let an affirmative answer, not even bothering to hide her hate for the stupid looking woman,who was eying her like she was some sort of pest, not even caring that she basically looked like she was there to mop the floors, not to meet some fancy looking lady. She was hiding her identity, but she hasn't given up her rude attitude.

"Let me finish. What I want to say is that, no matter what my opinion on you is…I want to thank you."

God, Ten Ten felt like somebody has shoved a rod down her neck, because she was almost chocking the words in disgust. Never in her life did she think she was going to have to express gratitude to the woman that was eying her like she spit white doves.

Sakura`s jaded orbs went wide as plates upon hearing what Ten Ten was telling her. She called her just to thank her? What the hell was wrong with the Akatsuki member, didn't their Hokage give them their daily pills for insanity? "Thanking me…what for?"

"For saving Naruto and coming to our rescue when we were in trouble. No one asked you to do so, but you have come nonetheless. And for that, I am thankful." Sakura was eying the Akatsuki female agent in disbelief.

Just what kind of twisted game was she pulling? There was no way in hell any of them would ever show gratitude towards the Sound members, they were mortal enemies after all. Has Ten Ten called just to laugh at her?

She took a sip of her latte macchiato, trying to find a possible explanation of the chestnut eyed woman's questionable behavior, after all, the first thing she told her was not thank you, but I don't like you and that spoke volumes because the first reaction was always the honest one.

"You do not need to thank me for that, I was just doing my job…because you fuckin imbeciles of a so called agents need to be taught how to walk properly and you suck worse than Sasuke…"

The pink haired agent closed her emerald eyes, elegantly drinking her coffee, not even standing the idea of having Ten Ten in front of her more than necessary.

She didn't need to wonder what was crossing that woman`s mind, for she was aware of all the rumors circulating among the CIA female population, regarding how much of a bitch she was and how high she thought of herself and that annoyed Sakura to no end.

They were basically criticizing her, without doing any effort in understanding her. Sakura couldn't help but realize just how much of a tactful man Sasuke really was, compared to the other people from the high society.

The woman in front of her was her colleague and she was listening to unfounded rumors, judging her because it was mainstream.

Unlike her boss, who was trying to figure out just what kind of person was he dealing with, as soon as he first laid his onyx orbs on her, searching for her inner self, not giving a damn about what the others thought.

It was really no wonder he was such a successful businessmen among all the others, and she felt really lucky to have been appointed to work for such an intelligent and observant person.

"I know. But if you weren't there, now we would have had an Akatsuki member less."

"Is that all you have to say?" Sakura threw a glance at the clock on the wall ("wtf it is in the shape of a cupcake?"), her mind drifting to one expecting sexy boss that craved her food, wanting nothing more than to escape that place already, because the thick atmosphere was giving her headaches.

Again that tone. Ten Ten was gripping her porcelain cup tightly, almost like she wanted to break it in half, not believing her ears.

There she was making the effort of the century for expressing her recognition towards the pink haired agent`s backup, and the hideous looking whore was talking like she was entitled to be hearing ovations each time she moved her finger.

She was so tempted to pour the hot chocolate right on that ridiculous looking messy hair and go. But that would be too low, even for her. And when she was angry, Ten Ten knew no boundaries.

"All I have to say?! What else do you expect me to say?"

Sakura raised an eyebrow at the woman that apparently decided to stop the charade and reveal her true thoughts. Not that she was in the mood to listen to whatever that disturbing agent had to say, she was called a slut for so many times, that she was almost taking it as a compliment (her friend Karin told her she was glad they were calling her a whore, because in her mind, to be a perfect whore for every different man out there, requested a lot of talent and feminine charm, that those so called women totally lacked).

"I don't know, I asked you first remember?"

"Don't be a smart ass Sakura." Ten Ten was getting irritated by the woman that was not even making the effort to watch her while she was talking, focusing intently on the cup of latte in front of her.

Sakura let out a small smirk. Leave it to an Akatsuki member to take it all too personal and corner the Sound agents whenever they got the chance.

At Balls and parties, whenever those two CIA offices met, one would say that those gathering were not boring in the slightest, because there was always someone to start the argument and not surprisingly it was an Akatsuki member.

The Sound had more class than that…with the exception of Karin and Anko…and Hidan, but he was a creep and no one listened to what he said. "Can't help it, I am smart after all."

Ten Ten stood up abruptly, planting her hands on the small table, almost spilling her own cup of chocolate in the process, her eyes pinning Sakura`s emerald ones, with the most intense glare one could have mustered.

Well….she was not even coming close to Sasuke, especially a drugged one, but she was trying. Sakura raised a thin eyebrow, not impressed by that rude woman's manners. "What can you expect from someone like her…"

"God only knows I tried, but one cannot have a normal conversation with you, without feeling inferior and this is exactly why I cannot stand you at all!"

Yes, the chocolate eyed agent was screaming and she was aware by all the attention she got from the people around, but she didn't give a damn about them. Instead, she focused her hate on the stupid looking maid in disguise, who had the audacity to smirk at her nonetheless.

"If you feel secondary in any way, do not blame it on the others, but on your lack of skills and ability to improve yourself. Besides…jealousy is such a horrible feeling, don't you agree, Ten Ten?"

Sakura could feel the murderous intent in her CIA colleague's infuriated eyes and that brought her so much joy.

Leave it to the Akatsuki sluts to embarrass themselves in front of the others. "And they ask themselves why do we hate them…"

Ten Ten was ready to take out her gun and shoot the pink haired bitch right there and then, the consequences be damned. She couldn't believe her ears what that woman was telling her!

Not only she considered herself better than the rest, but she was bragging about it, even when the Akatsuki female member called her to express her gratitude. Unbelievable.

"Ha! Me? Jealous? On a whore like you? That was a good one? You wish! At least I am where I am because everything I accomplished, was thanks to my own abilities, not whoring myself in front of the higher ups, like you did!"

At that Sakura`s smirk vanished from her face, her features betraying no more amusement whatsoever. She could have taken anything someone thrown at her, but to call her a whore that haven't worked for anything she had, was another story.

She stood up as well, throwing Ten Ten the darkest glare she could have mustered, dropping her voice with two octaves, spitting the words in front of her.

The effect was immediate, because she sensed the Akatsuki member stirring her shoulders, like prepared to defend herself. "I have a good teacher at home…"

"If you think I do not deserve to be called an elite, then how come I am the one guarding one of the most influential person alive and not you?"

"Because we all know just what kind of man he is, for all I know, you are just trying to get under his skin and seduce him into marrying you and pull you out of your misery!"

"Heh, yeah, and this is precisely why I conceal my real appearance from him and dress like a beggar. Nice logic Ten Ten, but do not ask yourself why you are always the one that has to look at my back….just like now."

And the Sound agent didn't spend anymore minute in that crowded place with the most hypocrite woman on the planet.

She has thrown the money for the coffee on the table, leaving much more than she had to pay and didn't even spare the Akatsuki member another glace, when she turned her back and left, already in a pissed off mood. "I am going to vent my nerves on Sasuke!" She was already fifteen minutes late.

"ARGHHHHHH!" Ten Ten wanted to run and punch the living daylights out of that intolerable agent. She was just as bad as everyone else said and the chestnut eyed lady was not going to ever change her mind about her, no matter what anyone would say.

She took a seat and put her head on her hands, looking at the stoic brown haired man that was approaching her, taking a sit on the opposite chair Sakura has occupied seconds ago.

"You do not have to say it, I know." She didn't even look into his eyes, because she has already seen the disappointment in them.

"Then I am not going to say it. But deep down you know…she is right, Ten Ten." Neji, who has followed the two women from another confined table, approached his fiancé, as soon as he has seen the Haruno girl leave the place.

In all honesty, the Hyuga heir expected them to start fighting each other and screw it up, like most of the times Akatsuki and the Sound encountered each other, but fortunately Sakura sensed the tension and smartly left.

Ten Ten was not holding her ground really well and her lavender eyed fiancé knew it best.

"I don't care what you think, and nor am I interesting to understand her. I promised I would call her and thank her for saving our asses, but I am not going to befriend her or change my mind. You saw it with your own eyes Neji, she is a bitch."

"I told you my opinion honey, but you were the one to corner her like that. You were already accusing her the very first time she approached you, because your first words were already a negative remark."

Neji took his fiancé's hand into his own, intertwining their fingers. He was not going to ever understand women.

"I wonder what her relationship with Uchiha looks like…"

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"Yes?"

"You know why I called."

"I have a little idea of what this could be about…if it is you the one that contacted me."

"I truly wished I didn't have to do it."

"Now don't be so cold Sasuke, after all…we have known each other for many years."

"Stop making it sound like we were in some kind of relationship."

"If you want to put it like that…"

"Stop beating around the bush and listen. They found us out."

"…what do you mean by that?"

"They entered my house and stole some relevant things from my office. I think they made the connection between you and I."

"This is impossible."

"I am afraid this is not the only thing. The other bad news is that they know about my past."

"There is no way they could have done that. Everything is safely kept under my permanent surveillance."

"Apparently, you were careless."

"You as well, if they found a way to spy on you."

"They spied on both of us. And you know what that means."

"There are traitors among us."

"Hn…"

"What do you mean they are aware of your past? What exactly do they know about you?"

"My past experiences."

"This is no good. How do you know about that?"

"I have been drugged and I had the same symptoms as then."

"You mean the flashbacks?"

"Let's say I turned my office walls into a giant papyrus."

"Interesting. I want to see them."

"Impossible. They have erased everything."

"So they wanted to steal the information and make sure no one else is going to have it."

"Something like this."

"Have you taken photographs?"

"Yes. I am going to send them to you."

"Good. Were you been able to decipher them?"

"I am working on that one. There are math formulas and theorems, as well as writings in ancient Greek and I think there was a wall covered in Egyptian hieroglyphs."

"And I am going to help you out. One would have thought this is spontaneous, but we are talking about you, which means it must be connected to the previous experience."

"Maybe…"

"Sasuke, did you use those pills?"

"Not this time."

"Good."

"Any other unpleasant events?"

"…I almost killed someone."

"Someone…close to you?"

"Does it matter?"

"Yes."

"My maid."

"…what made you stop?"

"The sound of my name coming from her lips."

"Heh…who would have thought you have a romantic side."

"Stop saying such nonsense. You from all the people should know better."

"Precisely. I am glad to know there is someone else who has some sort of control over you."

"She is not controlling me in any way."

"…if you say so. On a more serious note, you said they stole from you. I have the feeling their rats haven't left Japan…yet. You have to stop them."

"I know."

"I have managed to track some suspects. They are four and they are hiding in an abandoned store from the harbor. I am going to send you the coordinates."

"Good."

"Sasuke, be careful. We cannot take any risk."

"Leave them to me."

"You know what you have to do…like always."

Smirk. "Hn…it is going to be my pleasure."

And the line went dead. There wasn't need for the two people to talk more. They already knew each other all to well to waste time with unimportant stuff. And to the raven haired man's horror…they trusted each other as well.

Same time, another private phone conversation. Two hard and stoic people calling each other, each of them being on the other side of the world.

But distance wasn't relevant when they shared the same goals. Or so they hoped…for the sake of everyone.

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"You're late!"

"You're the one to talk? I didn't forget your last failure and it was up to me to deal with the consequences!"

"I don't give a fuck about that. I did my part and so did you. Besides…it is not like they could have stopped us in the first place."

"This is something that bothers me when it comes to you: you are too arrogant and overconfident. If you fail this, both of us are going down."

"Relax. I have everything under control. They are going to ship me the goods by the end of this week."

"Why the delay?"

"I cannot risk to be tracked by the CIA and those pathetic excuses of children that call themselves agents."

"Are you sure they don't suspect anything?"

"Even if they do it, they will never figure us out. And if they manage to realize what is happening, it will be too late for them to do something. When the world is going to be ours, they will have to bow their heads to their leaders, like all the others."

"I hope you know what you do, because I am already risking everything to help whatever twisted plan you have. Don't forget the risk I take in keeping my eyes on him and catch him out of guard."

"Why? Are you having second thoughts now? Don't tell me you grew soft all of sudden."

"Are you insane? I will do everything to be on the top and no one is going to stop this from happening."

"And this my friend…is the attitude I like."

"Don't talk to me like you are superior in any way. Keep in mind that I am the one that provides you the money for your stupid plans among…the other things."

"Oh don't worry. When we are ready, you will be more than filthy rich to care about such things."

"I hold you onto that. I want to know the results of your research as well, if you would be so…kind to enlighten me."

"That will take some time to sort out, because there are many things that are missing, but I am going to put my hands on those files I need as well and give them to Pain. He will know what to do."

"Can we trust that man? He seems crazy as hell to me."

"He cannot harm us in any way. As long as I am going to fool him into thinking true peace will be accomplished, he is just a mere pawn in our hands. In the end, it is going to be history."

"What was the stunt with that Watanabe slut? I thought you are not going to rush things up."

"It was necessary, I assure you, besides the others will follow her suit. This world is more than ready for a change and I am going to be there to make sure things move in the right direction."

"I don't care what you do to the others, but remember…I am going to deal with the Mangekyou and its…heir."

"Hmpf…do as you wish. But I must confess…I already sent someone to deal with the problem as well."

"Screw that!. I just don't want anything to stay in my way. If that person you are talking about is messing with my work in any way, I am going to kill him or her."

"Heh…and you say I am the one rushing up."

"…go die."

"no my dear friend…we are doing everything together."

Beeep Beeeep Beeep

Time skip. One week later

Sakura was pissed off. For some odd reason, all the internet connections between the CIA went down. She has talked to Anko on the phone and the pregnant loud woman told her the Directorate of Science and Technology was dealing with the problem. Apparently, there was a virus in the system, but they were going to handle it in no time.

That was the reason she couldn't contact her Papa to talk about the Sasuke problem and Lorane, but she has found out he and Tsunade were stuck in their research labs, doing God only knew what, because her shishou`s fiancé, Jirayia was complaining of sex depriving, considering himself a victim of the modern independent women.

The pink haired woman has been working intently on finding logic between the most recent events, but found herself unable to connect everything and reach a conclusion.

Of course all that happened had a thing in common, namely Lorane, but that was it. Sakura couldn't put the pieces of the puzzles together, because she lacked many details from the stories, of course the biggest mystery of all being her boss, Sasuke.

In the last week, she hasn't interacted with him as much, because he was always either at the Mangekyou HQ, or at home, stuck in his office, doing paperwork. Yes, he was that workaholic; the jaded eyed Sound agent has heard him talking in his sleep about imbecile investors and their lack of economy knowledge.

She was currently at home, attempting to pull out her journal and bash some stupid creep boss of hers and annoying Akatsuki female members, when she heard the bell of the front door ringing.

Since the event with the four fake house painters, Sakura was really cautious with who she has allowed to enter the house. Sasuke even told her he was going to change the locks and the combination from the intercom, but she had to pay attention as well.

The sound agent took a firearm and hid it in her tight short pants, not taking any risks, despite the fact that she hated guns. She learned that Sasuke rarely had visitors and when he did, they didn't come to visit without calling beforehand to make sure he was at home.

Sakura went down the stairs, slightly irritated by the fact that whoever was at the door, was basically killing that small button, the annoying sound of the bell echoing through her ears.

"I am going freaking deaf…" She was slightly surprised of the fact that the mystery person knew the intercom combination from the front gate, because he was already at the door. "Just like the four suspects…weird…" She was already in guard, a hand on the knob, the other on her arm, instinctively.

"EEEEEppppp…."

And when she opened the door, she didn't even have time to react and back away, because she was engulfed by a frizz golden haired Akatsuki member, who literary threw himself at her and pulled her into a bear hug, successfully lifting her much smaller frame from the ground, jumping like a kid on a sugar rush.

"Sakura-chan!"

Author's note: Hmmm…is Orochimaru a good guy? Maybe…maybe not. I don't know hehe after all…when it comes to him, no one knows for sure.

Anyways, thanks guys for the support, hope you found this chapter interesting as well;)