Disclaimer: Still don't own Naruto

A/N:…What? I have to add something important to everything I write now?

Hallelujah

His reasons for hating the hospital were simple and understandable according to Tenten. One: he hated the way they made him feel and that was stupid, just plain stupid. They talked slow and low and always assumed that no matter the age, if you weren't a doctor, then you didn't and wouldn't understand what they were saying. Two: that was the last time he saw his mother alive. She was smiling, burned from head to toe and bald to no extent, but smiling nonetheless. Tears were falling from her face and for the first time in a life time Itachi wanted to cry as well. That wanting to cry feeling made him not want to ever visit another hospital again out of fear that the memory would rise again and he would, in turn, cry. The second reason hadn't happened yet but the first one has occurred plenty of times. One nurse complained rather angrily at Sakura for lying on the bed beside him…twice. Another, completely random nurse, kept trying to tell Sakura that visiting hours were over and that she had to leave. She started using this weird doctor jargon in attempts to sound smarter, but Sakura, a doctor to be, understood ever word and told her the right procedures and thus stayed put where she was. Then the doctor came in and, oh how he hated that man, constantly kept touching Sakura's shoulders just to ask her something, and whatever he said to her, it was too quiet for him to hear, would make her smile or giggle before she left the room or went behind the curtains. Itachi didn't know why, but he found himself always glaring at the man every time he showed his face.

He didn't like it there and neither did anyone else in the "Akatsuki" which was partially why neither of them stayed or showed up again, but Tenten and Neji never really came back either. They would send their regards everyday but they never showed there face after that first day. The other couples came, mainly for Sakura's sake, and Kisame came once more to check on his statues, but never showed up again. Temari was loud but funny so he enjoyed her company though he never made it evident on his face around anyone aside from Sakura. Hinata was always constantly trying to nurse him as if she was his mother and he was the child sick at home. It made him feel uncomfortable and even more so when he had to turn her down then see that sad expression she would carry soon after. Naruto always smiled and brought cup ramen for a little carry on snack. Though it wasn't as good as real food, Itachi still ate it. He was now growing found of the shrimp flavor...God he had to get out of there.

"Where is Konan with my things? I hate being here." Itachi complained as he sat up, dangling his feet just above the tiled floor in attempts to keep his feet from touching the cold floor. "I want to get out of here before Doctor Douche comes back."

Sakura giggled. She was sitting in the same chair she slept in the whole week Itachi's been there. Her eyes still looked tired but there was a tinge of happiness dancing in her eyes now. "He's not that bad a guy, Itachi."

"That's because he had you dancing all around his fingers didn't he?"

She laughed again and walked over to him then sat on his lap. "Does it look like I'm anywhere near interested in that man?"

"You might as well be." He chuckled. "You were whispering to him every time he walked in."

"Itachi, he was whispering and even if he wasn't you still wouldn't understand. It was a whole bunch of complicated doctor talk."

"But you understood it."

"Of course I did." She scoffed. "I'm training to be a doctor. I have to understand difficult shit like that on a daily basis."

He laughed then when a knock at the door caused him to jump. "What are you doing?" Konan yelled all at once. Her hand was gripping at the bag handles. "Really? In a hospital, Itachi?"

"..What? Oh no. Sakura…she got on-"

"I don't want to hear it!" Konan interrupted, holding out her hand for Sakura to take, which she did with a sly smile as she looked back at Itachi. "Take your stuff and go change you horny bastard." She called out, throwing his clothes at him rather harshly. Itachi just stared, dumfounded by the situation he was put in then stood nevertheless and went to change in the rest room.

"You owe me." He whispered to Sakura as he walked past the both of them. Sakura simply laughed

Procrastinating on packing has never been so fun before. He felt rushed though, but he didn't fret. Not one step was missed. Door: promptly slammed in Konan's face then locked before she could open it back up. Clothes: torn off and rendered useless anywhere in the room. Bed: messed up and nowhere near being fixed. Sakura: screaming his name just the way he liked it. He couldn't see it getting any better than that. Everything was just…perfect.

Itachi sighed as he rolled over with a huff. His chest was steady rising up and down and up and down till it finally slowed to a more normal breathing pattern. His sweaty body lay near breathless by Sakura's breathless and also sweaty body, and he was smiling, I mean really smiling, as he watched her slowly come back to reality. Her soft pink hair was tousled every which way and her cheeks were flushed a bright red. Her eyes looked clear and worry free, probably the clearest they have ever been since he's seen her, and she looked happy. She could easily through off as the world's happiest girl right now. And Itachi couldn't help but smile at that fact, figuring that it was his doings that caused this resolution.

"Y-you're insane, Itachi." Sakura half laughed through deep breaths. She had rolled over to her side to get a good look at the guy she still loved to this day. He looked back at her, his face was still covered in slight bruises and some scratches from his "fight" with Saskue, but he still looked gorgeous. Making Sakura think that only he could be severely injured the way he was and still look attractive.

"We have to pack, Itachi." Sakura sighed, rolling onto his chest to stare him in the eyes the way she normally did. "We're leaving soon and Konan said that it'd be best to pack now and check our bags as the last day goes by."

"I know. I was there for that part." He moaned as he rolled over, making her be the one on the bottom. "But that doesn't mean that I want to actually listen to her orders."

"Then why do you."

"Pein." He clicked his tongue before lifting himself up, as if just his name was going to be enough information to have her understand.

"What about him?"

"Well…look at this way; in terms of a mafia he's the top, and most strongest, boss across Japan, and Konan is his girl."

"…Whose the right hand man?" Sakura asked, her eyes wide with curiosity.

Itachi thought on this as he put his shirt over his head. Then, tossing a spare shirt over to Sakura, he shrugged and began searching for his shorts. "Honestly, I wouldn't know. I don't think it's me, if that's what you're trying to imply." He paused again with his hand stuck in the process of pulling tangles out his hair and his face twisted in some weird concentrated look. "Oddly enough," he began after what seemed like a decade of silence. "I suspect Tobi to have some kind of strong connection with Pein. If not that then he just might be secretly stringer than him even."

"Really." Sakura laughed.

"Yeah." Itachi turned all too quick for her and the serious expression he was giving her only added on to that. "I mean the guy is too dimwitted to hang out with us. He's too innocent-like yet he hangs around with us the 'criminals'."

Sakura shrugged this time. "Maybe he's only really around because of Zetsu. You have to admit that that guy is creepy looking. Every time you turn around he's right there, staring at you as if you're an entrée."

"He's not that bad." Itachi chuckled. "I think he's just secretly shy. Which is why he hardly ever talks."

"And the staring?"

"He's thinking on what to say."

Sakura laughed. "Whatever Itachi."

He smiled her way then flicked some clean underwear at her face. She didn't dodge it like he expected but that was probably because she was laughing when he did so and her eyes were closed. He wanted to laugh when she ripped them off her face with a frown, but held it in out of fear of her literally attacking him for something so trivial.

She was about to protest but was cut short by Itachi's sudden question. "Wanna join?" he asked with his thumb jutted out towards the bathroom. Sakura simply smiled before she awkwardly got out of the sheets and ran his way.

"Sa-Sasgay Uchiha…is that right…you are free to go." The man called, opening the jail cell doors. "You're lucky someone loves you that much, kid. You're out on bail."

"Whatever." Sasuke growled. He thought about correcting his name but he's done that for the past 5 days he's been there. Now that he was out he didn't see a reason anymore. "Stupid Americans. Can't ever pronounce anything right."

"Sasuke!" a bold voice boomed, bringing him out of his fit as he looked up with a rather surprised face that quickly fell into a look of disgust. Out of everyone that could have gotten him, why did it have to be him.

"Naruto. I was under the impression that you no longer like me. What happened?"

"I still don't." he answered blankly. "With that issue settled, you should know that I was not the one who bailed you out. It wasn't my money."

"Then whose was it?" he asked, figuring that not one of his "friends" or his brother's "friends" would do such a thing. "Who bailed me out? Cause I thought that everyone hated me now."

"It was Sakura." Naruto sighed, rubbing the back of his head as he walked ahead of Sasuke. "Sakura used the money she won from the casinos to bail you out. She also gave you this." He tossed a plane ticket at him without turning around.

"That's your plane ticket back to Japan. Hinata forgot to buy you one." He laughed before continuing. "So Sakura gave you hers."

"And what about Sakura? How is she getting home?"

"Would you believe me if I said that money freak Kakuzu bought her a first class ticket so that she could sit with them on the way back."

Saskue said nothing. He didn't expect less from Sakura. She was that type of person that somehow managed to get even the grouchiest of people to like her and praise her. Hell, she got him to do the same thing after some years. Gaara was as close as any other guy to actually somewhat fall for her. Neji was…nowhere near interested in her actually. He liked her as an acquaintance and nothing else. Shikamaru smiled around her lot and Shino actually talked to her occasionally! So no, he wasn't surprised that Sakura managed to get the "I don't spend my money" guy to buy her a first class ticket.

"So it's over." Sasuke whispered barely loud enough for Naruto to hear.

"Yeah, Teme. Everything's over and done. Now all that's left to do is head back to Japan, and remember, what happens in Vegas…"

"…Stay's in Vegas." He sighed, wishing that rule applied all the time.

"So who am I sitting with?" Sasuke scoffed in attempts to brighten the dull mood.

"Two rows down from the rest of us." Naruto casually answered as he closed the taxi cab door behind him.

Sasuke blinked then shook the comment off, but it came back in no time and haunted the back of his mind yet again. "Are you serious?" Sasuke asked after climbing in after Naruto.

Naruto simply laughed. Step one of agitating Sasuke was completely. Step two: ignoring him for the rest of the trip back to the hotel.

"Wow this is fancy." Sakura cooed, looking around the first class section with interest. "This is my first time up here. Is it anything like the other classes?"

Itachi smiled her way then rapped a long arm around her shoulders. "If I have the room to do this and still stretch my feet out in front of me then no, it is nothing like the other classes, Sakura."

She laughed and buried her head into his side and sighed. "This is too cool." She cooed.

"Yeah" Itachi began. "You're lucky Kakuzu likes you."

"Even more than you?"

Itachi scoffed but didn't answer the question. He went into this serious thinking mood instead as he glared at the back of Kakuzu's head, making Sakura laugh even louder.

She use to laugh like that for me. Sasuke thought as he sat impatiently in his seat, two rows down from the others. She used to do a lot of things she'd doing with him now, with me. Why didn't I appreciate that? He sighed then sat back, wanting to rest in attempts to get the thought out of his head, but when his seat unexpectedly shook, his eyes popped open. He looked out the window but they weren't moving; no clouds were in sight, just the pale grey of the concrete. So he lay back down. A few minutes later and his seat shook again, followed by muffled laughter, making him stand to see what the issue was.

It was a girl, about the age of 5, with dark hair, skin and eyes that looked slanted as she stared up at him. she smiled deviously at him then kicked his seat again before busting out in a full out laugh. Sasuke growled. "Stupid kid."

She stopped laughing then looked at him angrily. "Stupid loner." She snapped back at him, surprising him a little from her Japanese. She stuck her tongue out at him then kicked his chair once more. "At least I have friends." She laughed.

Sasuke just stared at her before sadly sliding back down in his seat. Maybe I can just get accustomed to it. Besides, how long could this trip possibly be? He thought. A frown soon formed on his face as he thought back on the long trip to Vegas with Naruto's constant jabbering and sighed. The girl was worse.This is going to be a long trip.

Short chapter, that's because it's the second to last chapter. Hope you enjoyed it, cause I would enjoy it if I got a review from you awesome people.

Alexandra Burke –Hallelujah