Sakura was walking the streets towards the Senju main house. It has become a routine for her to visit Touka and Kagura whenever she can, and today she had a night shift so she had free time that morning. She can still remember the day she introduced the two girls together. She knew they would get along pretty well since their personalities were so similar. Sakura smiled.

"Sakura-sama, please come in," Machi greeted her. Sakura smiled as she entered the home. As soon as she passed the living room of the main house, the doors slid open and she was startled by Tobirama.

"Sakura,"

"Oh! Tobi, you scared me," she said with her hand on her chest and her eyes wide, lightly slapping his forearms.

He arched a brow at her. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. "I'm here to see Touka," she told him.

"Ah, she was sent out for a mission. She left just this morning," he said

"Oh," Sakura hummed, now biting her lips as she thought about what she should do with her free time.

"Sakura!" she heard a voice inside the room and she had to bend to peer under Tobirama's shoulders to see Izuna sitting in the middle of the room.

"Izuna?!"

Tobirama stepped aside so she could walk through, closed the doors and sat back down to where he was sitting before. Sakura stayed frozen in place, eyeing both of them. Izuna and Tobirama looked at each other before looking back towards Sakura, amusement in both their eyes.

"You okay?" Izuna asks. Sakura blinked rapidly and rubbed her eyes before staring wide eyed at them again, causing the Uchiha to snort while trying not to laugh.

"S-sorry, it's just, you're here? At the Senju compound? With Tobirama. Just the two of you..." she trailed off.

Tobirama scoffed and rolled his eyes. "If I remember correctly, you were the one who scolded us about our hostility towards each other. I would think you of all people would be glad to see us like this," Tobirama said in his usual tone with a hint of sarcasm. She giggled and sat down in front of them, waving her hands at the wrist. "You're right, it just took me by surprise, is all. I am happy to see you two like this" she said with a closed eye grin.

With a smile, Izuna sighed and shook his head, looking back down at the scrolls in front of him, groaning his displeasure at the mountain of paperwork he has to get through. Sakura giggled and placed her elbows on the low table, tilting her head as she watched him work, her eyes briefly reading the contents of the scroll.

"There has to be a better way to organize all this paperwork to make it work in a larger system," grumbled Tobirama. Izuna agreed with a groan.

"Hmm, both the Uchiha and Senju ways of archiving won't work on a village scale," Izuna said softly, scanning through the different scrolls.

"Why not use a numbering system? Assign a number for every shinobi, and archive accordingly," Sakura chimed in with a smile. Both males looked at her with a look of admiration and shock that she had to hide the amused smile behind her hands.

"I said this before and I will say this again, if you weren't in charge of the hospital, I'd have asked you to take charge of our administration, or be a part of the council," Tobirama grumbled.

"Augh, it's so simple yet so effective. How did we miss it!" Izuna grumbled loudly, pouting. Sakura giggled again, thinking how cute he looked when he pouted.

"Ne, you two look like you need a break. When was the last time you two did something other than work?" Sakura asked. Both Tobirama and Izuna looked down, brows furrowed in deep thought.

"Hmm, I wouldn't mind sparring with you again, Sakura?" Izuna smirked.

"I have a shift tonight," she said apologetically. "Why don't you both spar?" It was an innocent suggestion, one she didn't think anything of when she suggested it until she felt the both of them tense, very slightly but she felt it all the same. She internally smacked herself in the head while she glanced nervously between the two.

Izuna and Tobirama stared at each other for a moment, both silently conversing with their eyes.

"Promise I won't try to kill you again," Tobirama teased with a smirk.

"As if I'd let you," Izuna scoffed, but smirked just the same. Sakura let out the breath she was holding, a hand on her chest.

"Maybe I should stay nearby, just in case," she said to herself as she got up to follow the two of them to the Senju training grounds.

Sakura watched as the two males sparred each other. They were mostly a blur, and they were head to head. It was intimidating to watch yet fascinating all the same. Sakura swallowed her suddenly very dry throat. They both stood, kunai to kunai, facing each other off, and Sakura couldn't help but ogle. She could clearly see Tobirama's muscular arms as he held off Izuna's kunai, the visible vein making her want to trace her fingers on it. And Izuna's side profile was doing wicked things to her insides as she raked her eyes over to his angular jaw and his perfectly handsome face.

"Shit," she cursed softly, looking away. Sakura was starting to get a little flushed.

"I think Sakura likes what she's seeing," Izuna chuckled as he faced off Tobirama. Tobirama quickly glanced over towards where the pinkette stood and saw her glazed eyes staring at them and biting her bottom lip. Tobirama audibly swallowed, causing the Uchiha to chuckle some more. Using the distraction, Izuna quickly pushed the Senju off and sliced through his shirt, breaking skin enough to draw blood but not cut too deep. Tobirama growled and disappeared behind the Uchiha, Izuna barely dodging the slash, as he too was cut enough to draw blood.

Tobirama narrowed his eyes as Izuna surrendered and feigned a pained groan as he fell to his knees, covering his wound. Sakura was there in an instant, a disappointed scowl aimed at him. Tobirama's eyes widened and shot a look of betrayal towards the Uchiha who was looking at him with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"Izuna, are you okay, let me see," she asked, her hands already glowing green. Izuna opened up his yukata, feigning yet another wince at the movement, causing Tobirama to grit his teeth. Izuna basked at the sight of Sakura's flushed face. His sharingan activated on its own, and he could clearly see the minute details, from her shaky breaths to the rapid beating of her pulse on her neck as she tried to focus on his wound. He caught her eyes trailing down towards his hips a few times and couldn't help the swell of male pride that washed through him. She finished healing him too soon for his liking.

Sakura sat back on her heels and exhaled, when she turned to look at Tobirama. "Your turn," she said meekly as she stood up, her blush still apparent on her face. Not one to be bested, Tobirama removed his shirt, grabbing the collar from the back and pulling it over his head. Sakura sputtered and she was sure her face was the color of a tomato as her gaze raked over Tobirama's naked chest. She looked up to his face to see him regarding her with his eyes, eyes that had gone dark and hungry. She shook her head and focused back on his wound. It was a shallow wound, and she's able to heal it in seconds, but her traitorous mind and body let her hands linger longer than necessary, even so far as flattening her palms on his chest. Tobirama held on to her wrist as she looked up at him through her lashes.

She suddenly felt Izuna step in close behind her, both feeling their body heats as she was sandwiched between them. Sakura tried to hold it in, but a small whimper escaped her and suddenly she found herself kissing Tobirama. His lips were firm and she tensed only for a second before her body turned putty in his arms. Izuna held her up as her knees weakened, feeling his hands rub up and down her arms. He dared to step closer and felt his naked chest against her back. Sakura moaned, her free hand running through Tobirama's hair and holding on to his neck. Izuna's palms pulled her in close by the waist, heat prickling up her spine to the nape of her neck. The touch lingered at her waist, rough fingers pressing into her. Slowly, his hands untied the knot, loosening up her yukata until she was exposed, her nipples pebbling from the sudden exposure. Tobirama stopped kissing her, groaning as he raked his gaze on her chest, then diving back in, his tongue shooting out to taste the insides of her mouth.

Sakura moaned as Izuna began touching her, his calloused hands on her skin eliciting goosebumps. Izuna let out a soft groan of satisfaction as she gave in to the touches, arching her back and grinding her round bottom on his erection in time with their ministrations. A shaky gasp escaped her mouth when she was roughly turned around and was lifted and situated against Izuna's solid body, her thighs automatically circling around his waist. Tobirama wasted no time touching Sakura's flushed skin, rubbing her sides and letting his thumbs tease her nipples into stiff peaks and massaging her breasts. He nuzzled the side of her neck. "Sakura," he sighed before nibbling at her earlobes. Her head lolled to the side, giving him more access, but Izuna grabbed onto her chin and forced her to meet his eyes, blazing red with the sharingan. He claimed her mouth in a searing kiss. She sucked his bottom lip, causing Izuna to groan and tighten his grip on her thighs.

She leaned back on Tobirama's shoulder, trying to catch her breath as she continued to arch and moan at the way Tobirama plucked at her nipples while alternating between nipping at her neck and licking it with his hot tongue. Izuna ghosted his hand in between her breasts and trailed down towards her covered core. He chanced a peaked towards Tobirama. The white haired Senju nodded, wrapping his arms around Sakura's waist to lift her up as Izuna made quick work of removing her panties. Sakura gasped as she suddenly found herself bare. Izuna rewrapped her thighs around himself once more, his fingers finding their way towards her dripping core, at the same moment that Tobirama bit down on her shoulder. Sakura cried out, her core contracting and squeezing around Izunas fingers.

"You're so wet," he said lowly as he pumped in and out several times then removing his fingers to begin licking her juices off his fingers. She could only pant, her eyes dilating as she watched him put his fingers in his mouth. Tobirama's hand snaked in between them from behind, wasting no time in slipping his own fingers in her core. Sakura felt the vibration of his growl on her back, causing her to whimper. Izuna watched the Senju's fingers slip in and out of her core and trailed his gaze up towards her flushed face.

Sakura couldn't help but beg for them to end the torture as she felt the heat building in her lower belly. She was desperate for release.

"Please," as she closed her eyes and begged.

"Sakura?"

Sakura let out an exceptionally embarrassing noise at being pulled away from her dirty thoughts so abruptly. Realizing the situation, Sakura's eyes widened and her face flushed to the deepest shade of red as she looked between Izuna and Tobirama in front of her. It was clear as day that they knew what she was daydreaming about by the way their eyes smoldered with heat. With a quick mumble of goodbye, barely coherent, she turned around and ran off, leaving the two males stunned and staring at her retreating back.

Tobirama couldn't get the image out of his head. They had ended their spar in a draw and walked over to where the pinkette was standing, when he immediately noticed that she was looking deliciously distracted. With his adrenaline still pumping from the spar, he couldn't help the erection from sporting when he saw her looking so flushed and out of breath. His eyes zeroed in on her squeezed thighs, one hand clenching her chest and the other clenching the fabric of her yukata on her upper thighs, so dangerously close to her core. He spared a glance to the Uchiha and was not surprised to see he had activated his sharingan and was looking at the pinkette like he was ready to devour her.

With a deep breath, he called out to her, watching as she was brought back from the land of daydreams and delighted in the way her face flushed a deep shade. As she made a quick getaway, he turned towards the Uchiha, who also turned to look in his direction with an arched eyebrow.

"I think," he paused, looking down then back up again, "It's time to discuss the possible arrangement," he finished, causing the Uchiha to straighten and smirk back at him.

"Yes, I think we should,".