Sasori knew that he needed to tell her soon, after all thats the whole reason why he brought her here. Right? Even he wasn't sure. He had always been a person who was very decisive. Now, he just didn't know. The girl was changing him, and Anare was starting to figure it out.

As of right now they were in one of the many kitchens that hadn't been destroyed by Deidara's so called art. Sasori would make him clean up the mess later, and make him pay for what he did.

"Akasuna no Sasori! How dare you leave her like that! She is obviously still sick!" Anare shouted at him.

Sasori growled at the blonde in front of him, glaring daggers at her, and slammed his hands onto the granite island in the kitchen, "And your the one who left her alone in the first place!" He seethed through his teeth.

Anare's anger dissolved at his words, making her feel all the more guilty about Sakura. It was her fault after all. She stared at the floor sadly, wishing she hadn't left Sakura alone when ons such bad terms, however how was she suppose to know the window would break?

Deidara shot her an apologetic look, who was sitting on the same side of the island as her, somehow not being the one yelled at. He knew thought that he was going to get a butt whopping from Sasori. Not only that, but Sasori was also was in a terrible mood which makes him even worse off.

"Danna-" Deidara tried, "And you!" Sasori interrupted, "You will repair everything you destroyed here! Use whatever means necessary that don't involve outsiders, and that includes you too Anare. Since you were apart of the massacre," Sasori scolded, at the two blondes before him.

"What?" Anare retorted back, slamming her hands on the granite island as well. "Saso-" She stopped when she noticed Deidara's hand on her shoulder, and the look that said, its ok lets just get started. Anare signed, tossing her anger away.

Sasori looked at the two in front of him, and knew that he had won. He then nodded, "Start in the east wing, and make your way around, fix everything, even the things that you yourselves hadn't broke.

Anare had her mouth open as to protest, but decided against it when she found Deidara already start on his way to the east wing. She groaned annoyed, and slumped her way to Deidara, in an annoyed fashion.

If Sasori wasn't in such a bad mood, he probably would've at least chuckled at the sight Anare was creating, but as things have turned out he doubted he would be in at least in a decent mood for awhile. He sighed, and went to his study, that was in the north tower.

Sasori had always found the castle quite calming during the day, and especially during the night when all the ruckus was gone. Which is mostly Deidara and Anare, his two unlikely allies. He personally enjoyed their company when they weren't messing around, but when they did, things got a little out of hand, even for someone of his caliber. They were like two little kids that could never get enough fun.

At that thought, he wondered how Anare could even stand to get cooped up in this castle for so many years without going absolutely crazy, waiting for him to wake up. He figured it was Deidara, he had found this place about two years into their partnership in the Akatsuki. It was a rather strange day to say the least, however the story is far too long for that of this story.

On that note he had entered his study to find a rather strange sight.

Sakura had just woken up about five hours after the event with Sasori, and she still was very flustered over the whole ordeal. She stared at the ceiling lost in a train of thought. Her thoughts were a jumbled mess of memories, all dating back to about two weeks ago from when she had just met Sasori, to just a few hours ago. The man confused her to no end. First he tries to kill her, next he's alive again, and then he basically asked her to help him in his own way, now he's taking care of her while she's sick, and just a few hours ago he says that she does things to him. She just didn't understand the red head!

Annoyed by her constant thoughts of Sasori, she checks to see how much chalkra she has, and notices that it's gone up just enough for her to walk around. She grins, and slowly gets out from under the covers. When she's on the floor she makes sure she has enough balance, and surely enough, she does!

Sakura was ecstatic! Just a few hours ago she was sicker than a dog, and now she's able to walk with just a little bit of left over dizziness.

Sakura then noticed a pair of cloths, new ones. It was defiantly nice. Anare must have picked it out for her. There was a pair of long brown skinny leggings that seemed pretty thick, compared to others. There was also a skirt that had different tints of tans, about three sections, and came down about mid thigh. She noticed that the top was her normal Haruno shirt, with the symbol on the back, that came just above her midriff. There was also dark brown leather gloves that went all the way up to her forearm, with a red strap to tighten them. There was also a long pale pink scarf, along with her usual kunoichi boots.

She loved the ensemble! It was gorgeous, she knew that Ino would've been jealous, and try to take it from her. She giggled at the thought.

When she was done, she realized that Sasori must have ordered Anare to get her new cloths, after all she was sick. They were very comfortable, and very easy to move around in, it also kept her warm in the castle.

She wondered whether or not she should wander the halls, she figured she would probably get lost. She then looked out her window, as far as the eye could see was snow, pure white snow, along with mountains. The sight was actually very beautiful. Sakura smiled, but was still wondering whether or not that she should look around.

She then decided to look around. All things considered, it was a lot better than sitting in here all day.

When Sakura opened her door she found a winding staircase right in front of her. Sakura found that quite odd. She must be in one of the towers or something, Sakura groaned at the realization. "In the highest room in the highest tower, the princess lies to be awaken from her slumber by a handsome prince," Sakura droned, rather annoyed by the irony.

Sakura then waved it off, and went down the stairwell. When she reached the bottom she was met with what seemed to be a crossroads, one way led to a kitchen. One led to a library. One when to a balcony. While the last one lay right in front of her, down a hall that stretched far out.

Sakura honestly really, really, really wanted to go the library, and honestly it seemed huge, however she knew that she had some time on her hands, and decided to take the path that lay in front of her.

Throughout the walk down the hall Sakura noticed quite a bit of old paintings that seemed to have not been touched in centuries. You could barely tell what the person looked like on the portraits. Sakura figured that this place needed a good spruce up, but she didn't exactly have the energy to clean at the moment. She sighed, and kept walking, noting all the rooms that lie in the corridor.

Then Sakura came to another stalemate, it was either go up another set of stairs or, go to the grand ballroom. Sakura figured that she could check that later, and went up the stairs starting the feel the sensation of nausea again, but didn't let it get to her.

The stairwell was exactly like the one for her tower, which didn't surprise Sakura in the least. The only difference was the fact that this side was distinctly colder, making her shiver just a little.

When she reached the top she found a room that did not look like hers. It looked like a study, and beautiful one at that. In the back middle of the room lay a large desk fit for a king, with a rather comfy looking chair behind it. There was also a little living space with two couches on two sides, and a coffee table between them, and two sets of bookshelves all going from one side of the room to the other. There was also a huge window behind the desk overlooking the mountains.

"Waaa!" Sakura said amazed. This place looked better than a Kage's office! She loved it to say the least, and soon found herself in the large chair behind the desk, laying back in it, with her boots on the desk.

"A girl could get use to this!" Inner said mischievously.

Sakura laughed at Inners remark, and smirked, "This is livin'," Sakura said happily. "This is probably Sasori's though," Sakura stated.

"So? He's not here now anyway!" Inner remarked.

Sakura grinned, "Heh, yeah thats true,"

Thats when Sakura could here footsteps in the hall, and smirked, trying to get even more comfy before someone found her.

Thats when the door opened, it revealing a bored looking Sasori, but quickly changed his expression when he saw Sakura sitting in his chair looking like the queen of the world. "Well, this isn't exactly what I expected," he stated smirking, at her.

Sakura giggled, "I bet,"

Sakura was partly surprised since Sasori hadn't told her to get out of his desk. After all Sasori was very possessive.

That's when Sasori said something Sakura was clearly wasn't expecting, "Well," he stated calmly, sitting on the sofa, and stretching his arms out over it, "Now that your all comfy, would you like to here the Story of Sacora?" He asked.

Sakura's eyes widen in shock at the mention of the Story, but not only at that, the name. Sakura knew that name all too well.

Well, what do you think? Next chapter I'm gonna start the story, it will probably be really, really, really long as far as I can tell, since it's going to be in all one chapter, unless it takes me like five days or so I'll cut it in half if it takes me that long.

Please Review!

Ja-ne!

-Cassandra