AN:ok guys I am going out on a limb here, but writing adult themes makes me blush sometimes even if its slight. No there will be no lemon in this one, I'm not rushing it. but when it does happen I promise to hopefully make it good… (I AM A GROWN ASS WOMEN I CAN DO THIS! - motivation. No, really someone told me to be fearless. So here's to fearlessness.) RATED M FOR REASONS! NO KITTIES.

ALSO MADE SLIGHT CHANGES IN CH.1 (2 or 3 paragraphs in the sakura pov.) explaining sakura's technique I hope it clears up some things!

Disclaimer :

I do not own naruto

Ch-2

As sakura finished the last bed roll she thought over her predicament. honestly she felt crummy, mentally and physically miserable. As much as she hated to admit, something about sasuke was definitely off. Not the boy she knew that would protect her, call her annoying, and who genuinely thanked her before he left. The way he'd looked at naruto and her like they didn't matter anymore… 'was that bridge really burned? Or is he trying to protect us?'…

She would rather think of the later than the possibility that him being so blinded by revenge he wouldn't want them anymore. 'What if after getting his revenge he wasn't satisfied, or prefers being out here... Alone full of that same blood lust I saw but foolishly ignored, and didn't want to come back home? '...

It was a bit disconcerting. She saw signs of his mental stability cracking underneath the calm collectiveness. At first she ignored it playing it off as something that would never be directed at her. That soon after his revenge with naruto's and her help he would change.

Be happy, but after a while when that anger was directed at them… she was confused, they all grew close together as a team. She thought of him, naruto, and kakashi as family… didn't he? She worried then like she worried now so much that she wanted to wallow in her own misery. 'cheer up hun we got this in the bud' bewildered her jaw dropped along with kakashi's bag hitting the ground with a thud on the mossy hard ground of the open cave they found on the mountain cliff side, clutching her hair on both sides of her head, she groaned in disappointment

" Oh no... your back."

Her inner, that is what it called itself. What ever she, IT is has some of her more extreme parts of her personality makeup. Mostly haughtiness, anger, stubbornness, and on rare occasions can be a real insight to her thoughts. Like a observant guide, it would point out things that she would miss and not be less annoying about it...

'kami, She hasn't made a peep since my Genin days. this isnt good, its already hard that I'm going to have to face him in a fight but having a nagging mouth that was not at all in my control… Its already hard trying to look sane while you're having a mental argument with yourself. Oh Kami, why now of all times?!' inner tisk

'Oh hush your mouth, you not only hurt my feelings but his as well.'

Sakura froze with the sudden realization she wasn't alone. 'Damn you' she cursed.

slowly letting go of her death grip on her hair, she lets herself relax and turn around to see kakashi lazily walking towards her with fish in hand. she cringed inwardly hoping he didn't see or kami forgive heard her outburst. " Well, its nice to see you too." he said with a idle tone putting down the fish on a stone slab.

Trying to think of any excuse. her inner whispers 'the crow, its strange.' Taking a quick Glancing behind her sensei to see a squawking lone crow on the high cliff side surrounding them. Desperate for lack of an excuse, she takes it " Sorry kakashi sensei, its not you I was talking about." she said nervously.

Her sensei raised his visible eyebrow " then who?" thinking over on how pointing out the crow without figuring out a reason why the crow was following them, she makes up a half truth.

" Oh, my trail nuts went missing 2 days ago and I think that crow over there is the culprit." She said lamely looking anywhere but his. she hears a subtle

"Aa". walking over to grab his bag off the ground, knowing his student was half lying and arguing with herself again which he hadn't seen her do since she was a Genin. He blamed it on stress though, not thinking much on it. Putting his bag down on his respective bedroll he pulls out his latest Icha Icha reading it out in the open shamelessly. Relaxed thinking she got away with her poor lack of excuse. Turning to gut the fish, she heard her sensi speak up. "sakura, why don't you go take a breather…" he muses, not leaving his eyes from the open book." I believe I saw a natural hot spring next to the river 1.5 miles going North West of here, why don't you go first."

Thinking it over. Gravely realizing he knew she was doing when he came, glad for the lack of questioning she put the knife down she nodded happily. Only to pauses slightly "... just let sai do this, okay I would hate for perfectly good fish to be burnt to a crisp ." As much as she respected her sensei, for a genius he was not culinarily gifted.

Gathering her things she hears him sigh through his mask. "Wouldn't dream of it." With her bag in tow she goes off to the direction of the springs.

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'Even though they were reaching in between the border of Fire and Earth how the vast the contrast between the two places. With very little trees, a lot of towering rocks and mud,' she adds with a frown. wondering why would someone want to live out here? Shaking the thoughts as she neared her destination.

Her jogging pace slowing to a walk when she smelled the sulfur. Where she is set on a side trail leading down to the river, passing her right hand through the thick tall reeds she sees the river. The slight sounds of the running water and the wild frogs croaking in the the brush. A cooing sound in the distance made it seem peaceful with the late afternoon sun in the distance. she spots a couple of boiling pools of water next to the river, she makes her way over to them.

It was for the most part quiet, but for the day she had with the knuckleheads she needed it. Making her way to the edge she sat down on the nearest rock next to the boiling springs. Putting down her bag bending down taking the essentials out. Having done that she slowly eases her boots off her aching feet.

'Any higher and I think we might break something. Hell, I am surprised we haven't already met our demize because of these damn heels.'

'Oh please they are all the rage, and I am not a klutz you over grown elephant. Ino-pig helped me pick them out, and they make us look taller.' She thought guardedly while messaging her feet.

'Oh you mean that yamaka girl you are always "hanging out" with? Well looks like she is looking out for your well being. hmm Don't mind me, I just want us to survive this whole ordeal without Kami forbid our heal getting stuck in between rocks seconds from getting killed. It least we look good doing it! NO follow advice from a shallow bitch that cries at a broken nail!'

Eyebrow twitching-ly pissed she replies, 'don't be so spiteful yourself! Where were you when I needed you after tsunade shishou training? Fighting Sasori?!' Her inner retorts,

'you know you had it under control. If I thought you needed me I would be there.'

'And now' she grunted venomously to herself. Ignoring the flapping sounds landing in a tree behind her as the loud orchestra of wildlife cease there music.

'You want to talk about now?! Okay lets talk about this unhealthy infatuation with this boy, yes a boy who doesn't give two damn shits about you. Refusing to mess up his pretty face. Oh don't pretend to play pacifist with me, you know you want to can that boys mug up like no other! Honey, I know we can do. So. Much. Better.' Inner practically cries out at the end.

Body shaking, angrily glaring at the distant trees across the river she stands up abruptly moving her hand to her zippered vest pulling it down removing from her person and throwing it forcefully down on the rock she was sitting on. Then discarding her black kunoichi bra over her head letting the cool air hit her chest pebbling her nipples.

Unclasping her medic skirt tossing it in the discarded pile. Breathing in deeply, she pauses. brushing some of her bangs from her yes. Feeling most of her anger seep away already she slowly shimmies herself out of her shorts and underwear and carefully undoing and setting down her konoha head band on top of the pile. Eager to get in she bends down to touch the water feeling it nice and hot.

Satisfied she lets herself down slowly going in only hip deep water. Feeling a shiver run through her spine from the contrast of temperature she waits for her body to adjust to the heat, splashing and rubbing a little bit of sulfur water on her cold upper half. Relaxed enough she holds a deep breath plunges the rest of her body in the boiling water seconds past coming up for air she hums to herself relishing in the feel of the water. Reaching over for her things, she grabs the peach and lemongrass shampoo she applies to her hand. Lathering it into her wet shoulder length hair.

She does the same to her body scrubbing out the dirt, sweat and grime that had been accumulating for days. Standing a little she scrubs her body in a soapy lather, noting that sadly unlike her bottom half of her body that was coming on to womanhood quite nicely. Her legs, even though short where nice and tone. Her overall best feature was her rear and the curve of her hips, it was the only feature her friend Ino was honestly jealous about.

Though to her demise her breast where barely catching up. B size she sighed. Gathering her hands to her chest, putting her hands underneath her breast and squeezing them together a little. Pouting she Hoped someday she would take after her shishou…

slightly remembering a series of memories when Tsunade complaining of sore upper back pain, bra straps giving out when she tried to adjust the straps, and getting judgemental stairs from other women despite of having done nothing... 'though on second thought witnessing all the hardships her shishou had with them..' To sakura now they didn't seem so great. slightly put off realizing her inner influenced these thoughts of her shishou's hard time with her own body .

'it least I have another year or two until they stop growing' she ponders letting them go to bounce back in their original shape watching as the suds slip down and into the water. Wishing her thoughts were her own.

She hears her inner muse 'because breast size is oh so important, learn to love yourself honey. I don't appreciate the silent treatment by the way.' Ignoring her she dips herself back into the water. Coming up and spending of the remaining five minutes to unwind at stretch stiff musices.

'... Damn its that crow again, sakura are you listening?' Still blatantly ignoring her inner she closes her eyes. Basking in the steaming pool. She then hears the flapping noise again only to see it land on top of her clothing. Standing up abruptly she tries to shoo it away only to cringe at her inners yelling. 'I TOLD YOU THE CROW IS NOT NORMAL, LOOK IN ITS EYES!' Rolling her eyes wanting to prove her wrong she looks up at the crow.

Only to take a step back, disbelieving at what she was seeing . 'the eyes… there red? why are they red?!" right then her inner hisses

'Uchiha..'

confused she says out loud " Uchiha… a summon?..."

And with that the crow disappears in a fiery poof. An eerie low wind picks up noticing now how quiet it had gotten. Whipping her head back and forth around at her surroundings, It starts to drizzle. Scanning the area franticly, she sees a shadow move in the canopy of the trees where she was glaring at before.

Wide eyed and Shocked, the figure there stays still. She is a dear in headlights being stalked by red glowing eyes that reek of a predator… Slowly he moves out of the shadows. Her eyes blinking and throat dry 'sharingan...sasuke?'

she thought feeling a prick of love, sadness and dread run through her all at once. Inner however, was quiet... 'never a good sign' she thought. She could feel her pulse in her ears as the wind picked up again. The bottom of His black cloak flapped with it.

It catches her eye and she sees the distinguishing red clouds. A prick of fear begins to tingle at her back of her neck making the hairs stand on end. Slowly she makes herself look up to see Itachi Uchiha, her first loves brother materializing before her.

paralyzed she starts hearing herself hyperventilate a little, and feeling faint. closing her eyes briefly coaching herself ' Calm down. breath. the last thing I need right now is to make myself defenceless.' biting her bottom lip slightly she looks back at him only to see him staring not at he eyes but lower.

Feeling the cold droplets touch her bare skin, she looks down at herself realizing she was still very much naked. mortified and turning five shades red she crosses her arms on her chest and sinking in the water again. 'H- he had been watching me! he saw… EVERYTHING! That, THAT-' before she can stop it, the word slipped out of her mouth. Wishing she didn't say it out loud making the miserable situation even more so. "PERVERT!" she screamed.

squeezing her eyes shut wishing it was some kind of bad dream. Not daring to see his reaction she keeps her eyes shut, her head down trying to disappear. Wishing he would just go away, she hears a near silent but muffled cough. ' Oh inner where are you I need you!' she begged. Not knowing her inner had been seething beneath the silence she spoke in a whisper gradually getting louder in her head.

'….Who does he think he is. OF ALL THE INDECENCIES! Ohh I will kill him if thats the last thing I do!' Sakura was thankful for the anger, it was safe and familiar never too far from the truth of the situation. As it gushed like a dam breaking through her system, Immediately feeling a spark of wrath she snapped her head up her emerald eyes having a hell fire like never before. Though, it was all in vain as she saw the three black tomoe spin. 'Well. this is going to be interesting' inner said Wickedly.

A little confused by her inners musings, before she could ask she felt herself being pulled from reality and into the dark abyss.

In a blink of an eye she found herself in a space of dread and fear or what it was meant to be. all of it red, black and bits of white is what made this world. She was alone in a vast open space. She tried to move but, found she was tied up tight to a stake, her feet touching the ground while her hands tied behind her and legs bound tightly against the rough wood. glancing down she sighed, 'thank god I am dressed … I need to get out.'

Wiggling a little she didn't find any space in her bindings. Just as she was about to test her strength. When he appeared before her, his katana at hand. She paused momentarily to glare at him. Yes she was still pissed, and yes she wanted to bite his head off despite all the mysterious intimidation he was giving off. This was all kinds of wrong.

They weren't supposed to meet. Let alone her being alone with him, of all people. For a moment she thought she adopted her shishou rotten luck, along with everything else-

her thoughts were cut off when he and his katana sailed towards her. with unflinching eyes she stared into his cold ones. Not sure if this made her brave or stupid. Maybe a little bit of both, she didn't blink as the thud of the katana hitting the space centimeters from her head right on the wood she was tied to. The sounded itself loud in her ears, knowing this was all an illusion she did not dare to look away.

She took this time to observe him. 'Kami, he looks so much like sasuke.' Briefly noticing his eyes, how sasuke had the same deadpan stare. Eyelashes surprisingly thick and long, Unlike his brother, deep troughs that ran under his eyes, hair almost the same shade a tad darker maybe. Both their noses striate and long, thin pale lips…

Yeah, he definitely had the looks. Still, she knew under all of that there was something that was dangerous and unpredicting. All the more to stay away from. He leans closer glaring slightly, making her feel rather uncomfortable at this point but holds on to her unwillingness to look away. he brings his face closer pass the side of her cheek his breath tickling her ear.

His deep baritone voice whispers "how are you doing that?" She felt a shiver run through her spine of the pure masculinity of his voice. Agitated by her reaction her eye twitched, speaking through her clenched teeth

"Doing what?" A pause, it seemed to go on forever. Then for a second it seemed he was going to respond.

Until something behind her caught his eye. shifting, He steps back," what is this?" He points behind her and reality shifts. All of the sudden bringing a wooden double door in front of them oddly unlike the rest of this of this world the doors were colored differently. The wood was medium brown, old looking with two red dots bordered with black on each door, and right in the middle of the doors was a star like pink flower with the bottom right petal darker than the others.

A hot prickle of fear started from the top of her skull leaving a cold sweat in its wake. Wide eyed and on the brink of panicking, all she could see is the door. One that had haunted her since her childhood. Enough that she would wake up in night terrors. Remembering her parents would hold her through her thrashing until she fell asleep again. She would ask them if this was normal and they had said yes, but she always doubted it.

This door... no matter what her parents had told her about her untold nightmares was not real, it was very real to her. Now it felt real very Frighteningly real. All she wanted to do was to get far, far away from it. She had always been naturally curious but this... She would never want to know what was behind this door.

A sudden shift caught her attention as he made his way to the door not a few feet away from them. "STOP!" She says shirley now, her body shaking like a leaf. though, despite her plea he keeps going " PLEASE YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING! STOP! ITS- ITS FORBIDEN!"

He pauses turns his head to the side "why?"

She stares at him thinking of anything she shakes her head slowly.

With a pained lost face she whispers "I… I Don't know… wait please!" He starts walking again only to pause right in front of it.

" Tell me Haruno-san what is the significance of this door." shaking back and forth, her head down in defeat she honestly couldn't tell him why, it was like she swallowed her tongue. The same thing happened when she tried to talk to her parents about it.

"Tsk,tsk now uchiha-san wouldn't you please just give this poor girl a break?" A gasp escaped her lips, she knew that voice! Quickly looking up to see the back of a woman with long pale pink hair dressed in a old fashioned long white kimono gown, standing right behind the man that was milliseconds away from opening that cursed door. all the sudden the stake was gone. Landing on her hands and knees she struggles to get up only to see a pale elegant hand in her line of vision. She reaches out, takes the hand and looks up.

Eyes widening she sees a women no more than in her thirties with hazel eyes. dumbfounded and lost for words, her inner was standing right infront of her. An actual person standing right infront of her! 'how?...'

her inner only smirks slightly only to motion towards the man that was still standing in front of the once door, Now gone. fading into blank space."don't worry about how this is possible. I will explain later, but as of right now we have an unwanted guest and it would be rude to ignore them." She says in a clipped angry tone towards the man now tied to his own stake, Inner was pissed.

AN: OKAY!... We do things when we think we're alone… embarrassingly enough shit happens. If you're wondering why itachi is there of all places in the first place, what's up with the door, Who is inner really, in general what the hell is going on…. your questions will be answered in the next chapters or so. *coughs into hand* But go ahead and ask, I would like to know what you guys think.

Also I'm not saying that being b size is bad thing, as women/girls we always find something that we don't like about ourselves. Whether its our bodies or personalities. For this I realized sakura figured it out quick, though someone doesn't change there mind about this in a minute, which she just has it "in mind" (with inners guidance) that being a big boobed woman isn't as cracked up to be.

Side note, had a hard time with this chapter not because of the bathing part, no my dog kept climbing on my lap. and no shes not small. (springer spaniel mixed with lab. ) her name is cake. Also i promise to work extra hard on the next ch.

PS: I want to know if anyone has any theories of what is happening / what's going to happen. Comments will be appreciated and make me work faster on this.

pps: I am not downplaying a broken nail, seriously. It hurts like a son of a bitch.

Sincerely: BATMAN