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Writing shit about new snow

or

The comeback

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Ibiki groaned as he sat over the mission report. The Naruto kid was in the hospital, as well as Sakura – who was clinically dead. A vegetable they called her. She was dead, no chance that she would wake up ever again. It was worse than a usual coma …

He never realized how silent it was without her around … how restless he was. Sure she had been gone before, but before he had known that she was alive, he had been able to watch her punch craters into the wood ground. He had been able to call her back any time, but now she was not here. Why? Why had he said those words, god damn it?!

No one talked back to him, there was no one he could argue with, no banters, no candy-hair-colored woman that jumped around and grinned, no schizophrenic konoichi in his office to recite countless poems while he was trying to distract her.

He liked trying to distract her. She would start to talk slower to get her thoughts right, although she would never stutter. He liked grazing his sharp kunai over her slender body and draw blood, watching it run down her features while she was still analyzing or reciting.

"Writing shit about new snow

For the rich

Is not art."

He looked up from the paper and right into smiling, green eyes …

"Lollypop…" he almost smiled relieved … almost.

"Fuckhead." She acknowledged dryly.

She was wearing her usual attire and he could smell her cherry shampoo and her mint scented breath.

"When did you wake up, Lollipop?" he asked her.

"Yesterday evening." She answered in that dry voice again.

He knew that she was wearing a mask so to say. She didn't want to have to do shit with him. She wanted him to leave her at peace, but apparently that wasn't on the program so all she could do was give him the cold shoulder.

"Who did you just recite?"

"Kobayashi Issa; Japanese Haiku poet of the 18th century. One of the masters." She smiled.

"How the hell did you survive?" he finally wanted to know.

He knew it was highly possible that she wouldn't give him an answer, but she was clinically dead. He just had to know how she woke up again. What brought her back?

"Kura."

He nodded. Her other self … of course. When one part was still alive she could still live. Interesting, though.

"She told me that a certain … fuckhead – as she put it nicely – came by to work."

Ouh … damn it. Well yes, he had been working in her room. It was much quieter than his office, when Mitarashi came storming in to yell at him what a stupid man he wasn't for letting her do that jutsu and what else did he know.

"Well, yes. It was much quieter in your room than in my office."

"Let me guess … Anko made your life living hell for it." She grinned again.

"Good guess. But Mitarashi made sure to make hell freeze over for what I did."

"What did you do?"

"I let you pull that stupid jutsu. And you came back as a vegetable – clinically dead." His voice was dark, but she only grinned.

"And?"

Fuck that woman! She knew exactly that there was something else. She just knew it! Damned she would make the perfect successor.

"And for calling you useless." He finally ground out.

"Ah, but I still live." She grinned and then sat back on the chair in front of his desk, looking at him. "So … what can I do? I'm suspended from hospital work for some time … as well as from missions … so … you have me around for a month, before I am allowed to pick up on my normal life again."

He sighed and looked at her. "So I have a Lollipop lurking around in my tower for the next month…" he concluded.

She grinned broadly at him. "Prepare for your death, scarface."

She was dangling from the ceiling since half a day already and helping him to sort his folders from her spot out.

"I would first go after alphabet, then after year and then after the solved or unsolved ones." She proposed.

He shoved the folders around and she found it fairly funny to be the one hanging around – literally – while he did the work. That was until Kotetsu and Anko came into the office and saw her hanging from the ceiling, swinging back and forth with a huge grin on her face.

"Hi!" she smiled.

Anko quirked an eyebrow. "What's that?"

"He's testing my endurance again." Sakura smiled.

"Aa…" Kotetsu shrugged and looked at his boss who was buried in the folders. "Sempai, we need her for the Uchiha brat… He's not cooperating at all. The elders have no choice but to get the blindfold down and let him see the Kyuubi … but then again … he already killed his friend once, he'll do it a second time. So … we'll need Haruno-san." Kotetsu explained.

Ibiki growled and looked at his Lollypop hanging from the ceiling. She looked back at him and shrugged.

"You help me afterwards or I'll kick your ass, Lollipop." With a snip of his fingers she was free of the ropes and jumped down gracefully from the ceiling. Landing just right in Kotetsu's arms when she slipped on a folder.

"Ne, tree-sensei, I'll be back in no time." She smiled and was out of the office with the two as quickly as they had arrived.

He only shook his head and continued to sort the folders in alphabetical order. He hated doing this but it was necessary once in a year – and well, now was a good time, there wasn't much going on.

When Sakura re-entered the office of her tree-sensei she was surprised to see him sleeping in the middle of all the folders. She giggled silently, he looked normal when he was sleeping. Carefully she stepped over him and looked at the folders, continuing where he had stopped.

She was finished no time later, looking contently on the ranged folders and down on her sensei, who was still sleeping. She giggled silently, when she realized that he was not snoring.

She looked down at him and kicked him with her foot. "Wake up, scarface."

His eyes snapped open immediately and she smiled brightly. He looked a bit disoriented and she smiled a bit wider.

"You fell asleep – I finished ranging the folders."

"Ugh … I should let you torture more." he grunted. "Waking up to the sight of a talking Lollypop could scare the shit out of other people."

She giggled and stood up. "Well then … give me a list of victims." She answered playfully.

"God no; we would lose all our guests because of a heart attack." He mocked.

"At least there'd be a reaction." She countered.

"Now, now." He calmed her down and stood up. It felt better to be bigger than her. "So … what was decided for the Uchiha?"

"Duck butt is under curfew." She pouted disappointed. "I thought they would at least give him some years in a nice cell for freaking killing his best friend, but he said it was all planned and he knew that I would be able to revive him … he had a lame excuse. The thing is only that he can be a useful machine and so they forgave him and hung him a curfew."

Duck butt? The Uchiha? Wasn't she once his number one fan girl? His Lollipop really had developed. WAIT … WTF?! His Lollipop?! Alright, she was his student but …

"Hm." He grumbled.

"So … what are we doing now? Or can I go … scarface?" she looked at him with big eyes and he smirked inwardly when he noticed that she had to tilt her head to look him into the eyes.

"In fact … you can go BUT … we have a new case I want you to look at." He handed her a scroll.

"Yup. See you tomorrow." And with those words she was already out of the office.

Ibiki looked after her and shook his head when she waved smiling at his subordinates who all smiled and waved at her as well. It would be a pity if she would leave the tower – she brought a bit of life in it.

Sakura carefully read the scroll. There had been several murders around in the fire country. The victims were all special in a way, outstanding. And all were murdered on their twentieth birthday. She took out a map and hung it up on her wall. She took out several red pins and a black cord.

Going after the date of appearance she stuck the pins and finally connected them with the black cord. Every idiot would have done that. NOW she needed to see the pattern. She looked at the cord again. There! A … pentagram around Konoha?

The first just four kilometers north from Konoha, the second four kilometers south-east from Konoha, the third four kilometers west from Konoha … but it was already finished. Where could he? Of course! The intersections!

She took five yellow pins and pinned them to the intersections – five … ten … eleven tries to get him. She looked through the victims files.

Young women, twentieth birthday, special in a way … and all violated. She swallowed. Violation was one of the things she had never understood – it was not only pathetic but also so … low; unnecessary and extremely disgusting.

She looked at the locations – dark corners and a pub. Well … they would have some tries to get whoever it was … starting with the pub. She sighed and went through the victims files. Maybe there had already been similar occurrences – she would have to ask the scar giant about it.

Oh my gosh, Sakura for one month in the tower around Ibiki ... will they rip out each other's throats? Will they content themselves with punching each other to oblivion? Read to see!!

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