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I don�t own Naruto (but maybe one day I�ll create an amazing anime of my own and own all of THOSE characters and quit being a starving college student) but until then, please don�t sue me or this site or my dog who is my accomplice.

Those under 18 are unwelcome. You guys are supposedly too innocent to read smut (even though I did it when I was under 18 anyway.)

Ok guys, here it is. The highly anticipated third chapter! A million thank yous to everyone who reviewed because seriously, the got me motivated and helped me further shape the story. A few of you pointed out some character flaws so I am doing my best to rectify them. And now, on with the story!

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Let Me In

�WHAT? What do you mean she�s MISSING?�

Tsunade clenched her fists as she sat behind her desk, trying not to loose her patience so early in the day. If the loud mouth ninja would shut up for two minutes, she could explain the situation to him.

�Sakura didn�t show up for her shift at the hospital.� The Hokage managed to say in a calm voice. �It�s unheard of for her not to show up without calling in. In fact, it�s pretty much unheard of that she would miss work at all. I�m sure you�ve noticed she�s extremely dedicated.�

�Well yeah, no kidding.� He said impatiently. �So shouldn�t someone be out looking for her? That�s why you called me here right?�

The blonde boy in front of her shifted from one foot to another anxiously. His obvious concern for his friend made it impossible for him to sit still. However, she had to give him credit for not causing more of a ruckus. They were talking about the disappearance of one of his dearest friends and it was natural for him to be upset.

Tsunade propped her elbows on the table and interlaced her fingers, creating an even surface for her to rest her chin on. She eyed the young ninja coolly from across her desk despite her own concern for her apprentice�s disappearance.

�Iruka Sensei told me that you saw her last night before you met him for ramen.�

The blonde nodded in confirmation.
�You may have been the last one to see her Naruto. Tell me what happened. Was there anything unusual about her?�

The boy absent-mindedly scratched the back of his head as he went over last night�s events in his mind.

�Well, she was crying her eyes out over that stupid Sasuke again but that�s not really unusual I guess.�

�Oh?� Tsunade said, raising a golden eyebrow in a graceful arc. She knew of her student�s soft spot when it came to the youngest Uchiha. Under her instruction she had watched Sakura�s drastic transformation into adulthood, gaining not only physical, but emotional strength as well. However, whenever it came to the dark haired ninja, she was still very much the child that she was when she was 12. It was obvious even to Tsunade who hardly saw them together, that Sakura was still holding on to the dream that Sasuke would one day offer her his heart, because he unknowingly, already had hers.

�What time was this at?� she asked him.

�It was almost sundown by the time I found her at the training grounds.� Naruto sighed. �I don�t know how long she had been sitting there but shortly after sunset she said she was going to go home but didn�t want me to walk her there. That�s when I remembered that I was late and left to meet Iruka Sensei. She was still there for a little while after that I guess.�

�I see.� Tsunade said, reviewing all the facts in her mind. �Before we deploy a search party, I believe I would like to talk to Sasuke about all this. Maybe he knows something we don�t that could help us find her.�

�Too bad he doesn�t know what an incredible moron he is.� Naruto mumbled under his breath.

Ignoring the blonde�s hostile remark, she called in Shizume and asked her to summon Sasuke to her office.

�What kind of trouble did you get yourself into this time Sakura?� the Hokage wondered as she rubbed her temples lightly.

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Itachi had already been up for nearly an hour, systematically stretching out every muscle in his body in preparation for today�s training. Actually, he didn�t really plan to work all that hard. It was the Konoha ninja he�d abducted that would be enduring possibly the hardest work out of her life. But stretching felt good and it calmed him and gave him time to plan his next move as he every now and then glanced over at the figure that was still sleeping soundly on the bed.

�I guess I wore her out last night.� He smirked.

Taking the little kunoichi�s mind, body and innocence had been more than pleasurable and he intended on having her many times more before returning to Konoha. The fact that he had had complete and utter control over her had aroused him to no end. If he had handed her a kunai and told her to slit her own wrists she would have had no choice but to do it.

To Itachi, there was no greater aphrodisiac than being in control.

And now, what to do next with his prize?

He planned to spend most of today getting a feel for her abilities and seeing what could be used against his brother, all the time further implementing the idea into her brain that Sasuke deserved her hate and revenge

He had a practically unlimited amount of time to further bend her to his will. His make- shift base outside of Sound was in an area few would ever have reason to go. He had no fear of being discovered, not even when Konoha found out who had taken their lovely little Sakura.

The only thing that could limit his time with her was his own impatience. He had put this off for nearly 7 years and now he wanted to end it, slowly and painfully of course. Those in charge of the Akatsuki were also getting restless because the fox boy had not yet been delivered into their custody, a fact Itashi intended to rectify as soon as he was finished with his brother.

The oldest Uchiha shifted his body, targeting another group of muscles and eased into the stretch, feeling the fibers pull taunt as they reached their limit.

He looked again at the woman on the bed. Even though the sun had already risen, the windows were too heavily caked with dirt and grime for much light to filter through. Only a few candles hadn�t burnt themselves out and most of the room was enveloped in darkness but the few flames around the bed provided sufficient light for Itashi to gaze on her naked form.

He was still completely nude himself but not in the least self conscience. He was completely comfortable with his body and was not afraid of showing it, especially when he saw how it had affected her.

Maybe Itachi would actually keep her around after he disposed of Sasuke. Although she was no more than a tool to him, she could be a rather amusing play thing as well. Chances were however that he would have to destroy her along with his brother. Being part of the Akatsuki organization was not conducive to keeping such a toy around.
That was another reason he was thankful for his location. Not even the Akatsuki were likely to bother them here. Technically, he was on assignment to retrieve the 9-tailed fox, which he intended to do, but he didn�t want to have to check in or have them pry into his personal affairs. He was merely going to tie up some loose ends while he was in town.

Sakura murmured in her sleep and Itashi abandoned his stretch at the side of the bed. He hovered over her as her eyes fluttered open.

Sakura found herself staring into two bottomless black pools. They were dark and captivating and totally disorienting. Where the heck was she?

She tore her gaze away from the hypnotic pair of eyes and focused on their owner. He, like his eyes, was dark, and most definitely handsome and�so familiar.

�Sasuke?� Her foggy mind wondered briefly.

No. The man certainly resembled her team mate but he was older and somehow different and�

�Oh my god.�

Realizing that it was Itachi who was nose to nose with her, she began to panic. She tried to frantically scoot away but didn�t get very far when her back bumped against the wooden headboard. She pulled her knees up to her chest and realized she was naked. What was happening to her?

That�s when she saw Itachi was naked as well. She gasped and turned her head away.

Suddenly, the memories of last night rushed back like a flood, stunning her momentarily as a range of emotions flashed across her brain in an equally raging torrent.

She was frightened for being at his mercy with no apparent escape. She felt dirty and used after last night�s events. Yet at the same time she wanted more of what Itachi had done to her, a thought which she quickly pushed away. She was disgusted with herself not only for allowing such a thing to happen but ENJOYING it as well.

Confusion. Fear. Helplessness. Betrayal. Disgust. Lust. Anger.

Sakura grabbed onto the last feeling desperately. Being angry was better than being afraid. She was angry that he had taken her away from her home. Angry that he had taken her first time from her; she had wanted it to be special, with someone she loved, not with the sadistic brother of the man she cared for! Most of all, she was furious that he had made her like it.

�You bastard.� She spat, wishing she could do more than just curse at him.

Itachi watched as Sakura cowered in front of him, a parade of emotions marching across her face. He saw her eyes light up as she remembered what had happened the night before and was surprised when angry green eyes glittered at him.

This wasn�t supposed to happen. She was supposed to be totally under his control. He had expected her to be a little disoriented in the morning but not like this. It appeared her mind wasn�t as weak as he had first thought and he would have to continue his reeducation of her.

Sakura remained curled up against the headboard, her entire body quivering but whether from fear or from rage he wasn�t sure.

This wouldn�t do.

He crawled towards her until his body was barely touching hers. With his feel tucked under him, he leaned forward, placing one hand besides her head on the wood, baring her escape incase she tried to bolt, the other one he let drift to her face, his thumb ghosting back and forth over her cheekbone.

Sakura was torn between shying away from his touch and leaning into it. His skin was soft and he smelled so good, spicy and strong and full of sex�sex? Sex with HER!

Sakura was ashamed and at the same time excited as she felt a warmth start in her belly and begin to spread at the thought of the two of them together last night, triggered by the scent of the sex they had shared. She knew it was wrong in every way possible but that didn�t stop her from wanting more.

Inner Sakura took this moment to spring into action.

�What are you doing? Get out of here!� she screamed at her.

�That�s not what you said last night. Outer Sakura mentally growled. Where had her resistance been when she had needed it?

�He got the best of both of us last night. Don�t let him do it again!� Inner Sakura warned. �Do you really want to let him take advantage of you again?�

�Yes.�

The answer had slipped out without her permission. The fact she had answered so quickly seriously frightened her. What the hell was WRONG with her? Apparently inner Sakura was thinking the same thing.

�Are you CRAZY? He�s evil and wants to destroy Sasuke!�

�He�s also really good in bed.�

Ok, seriously. What the hell?

�You don�t have to tell ME that!� Inner Sakura snapped. �But he just wants to use you. Don�t let him! He�s trying to turn you against his friends.�

�My so called friend certainly doesn�t act the part.� Sakura responded bitterly. �Itachi is going to make me strong so Sasuke will finally see that I�m worth his time.�

Was she seriously defending him?

�You�re so stupid! He�s just using you for his own revenge!� Inner Sakura screamed. �Do you think he honestly cares about YOU?�

�I hope so.� Outer Sakura thought. Ok, so was she going to start crushing on the older brother now? This was getting really weird.

Her conversation with herself was cut short as Itachi spoke.

�Sakura, do you want to be with me?�

His question was so ambiguous, Sakura wasn�t sure how to answer. There was more than one way to be �with him�, some more fun than others. It took every ounce of willpower to give him the answer she knew in her heart to be right.

�No.� She whispered.

Itachi�s eyes narrowed. He had watched her as she had fought an inner battle with herself. At least some part of his teachings had remained in her, yet her mind was still not totally his. What a rebellious little thing. He would just have to give her another lesson.

He slide two fingers under her chin and tilted her head up, forcing her eyes to meet his. What she found were eyes not of obsidian but instead, two crimson orbs that took her break away.

Instantly, she felt like she was falling. She was outside of her body and in another world. When she regained her bearings she found she was in a chair and couldn�t move. In front of her was a screen and on it was a picture of Sasuke and herself, only it wasn�t a picture. They were moving, like a movie. But it wasn�t a movie. It was�

A memory?
She watched helplessly as her own memories were played back in front of her, all of them of her and the younger Uchiha, and none of them pleasant. They were 12 years old and had barely graduated the academy. She was speaking with him, blushing at talking to the one she liked so much. He looked at her coldly and told her she was annoying before calmly walking away. Suddenly they were older and at Konoha�s gate in the moonlight. She was begging him not to go. He only teleported behind her and knocked her unconscious before disappearing into the night.

Memory after memory appeared before her eyes, all forcing her to relive the awful times when Sasuke had been cruel to her. The images went on and on. Had there really been so many over the years? Was she that worthless that he treated her poorly on what seemed to be a daily basis according to these memories? As she watched these moments of her life, some she remembered clearly and some she had shoved into the recesses of her mind and forgotten, she felt something peculiar she hadn�t felt in a long time. Tears were flowing down her cheeks as she realized what it was.

It was hate. She was hating Sasuke.

This was more than anger, more than rage. It was so unfair! In every image, she was pouring out her heart to him, trying to be a friend to him and he constantly pushed her away. Sometimes he brushed her off and sometimes he screamed at her, but the result was always the same. She wasn�t any closer to him. In fact, se was probably getting further away and it was infuriating. Why couldn�t he just open his damn eyes! Why was she either an irritation to him or invisible altogether?

A new memory was on the screen, one she remembered quite clearly, because it had only happened yesterday. One again they were in Konoha in the moonlight. Sasuke was looking her the same way he always did, as if she wasn�t worth his time.

�Give it up Sakura. You don�t know what you�re dealing with here.�

The tears were flowing faster from her haunted green eyes. Her heart was breaking all over again and she hated him for it�hated Sasuke. Was that wrong? She didn�t care. She just wanted him, for just one minute of his life to feel how he had made her feel for over 7 years.

�I don�t need you�re affection or sympathy.�

It was too much. Her hate inside was too much. A scream of rage tore from her throat. The sound was the essence of all the pain he had forced her to endure.

She was shaking uncontrollably, almost consumed with the new emotion. Her fists were balled so tightly that her fingernails cut bloody half moons in her palms. She didn�t care. She squeezed her eyes tight, trying to blot out the images she could no longer stand to see.

When she opened them, she was no longer in the chair but standing in a field she quickly recognized to be the training grounds she had visited yesterday. The colors around her were muted and grey, as if she was in a picture that had faded. At her feet was Sasuke Uchiha.

He was beaten within an inch of his life, trembling in the grass in front of her. She couldn�t explain it but she knew she had been the one to inflict this damage upon him. She also couldn�t explain what she felt. She was GLAD she had reduced him to this. He deserved every blow he had received and she reveled in the power of bringing the powerful ninja to his knees.

He raised his head and looked up at her. His lip was split and one eye was almost swollen shut. Instead of rushing to his aid, she only smirked at her handiwork.

�Sakura�� he whispered, obviously pained by just moving his lips. �I�m so sorry. I had no idea that I�that you�can you ever forgive me?�

Those were the words that she had been waiting all her life to hear; to be recognized, to be accepted by him. That�s all she ever wanted since she knew her Happily Ever After with him was not to be.

Before she could respond, a strong hand on her shoulder turned her away.

She found herself standing face to face with�Sasuke. He was completely healed and naked? Yes, his beautiful body was totally exposed and he wasn�t ashamed at all. She was equally unashamed as she let her eyes wander over every inch.

�Sakura.� He said, caressing her cheek softly.

Without another word, he brought his lips to hers and kissed her with such passion that she thought she might burst into flames. Refusing to be outdone, she let her tongue seek his with equal intensity.

When she pulled back, she was staring into Itachi�s eyes and not his little brother�s. His hand brushed over her naked back. When had she lost all her clothes? Maybe she hadn�t had any to begin with. She hadn�t really been paying attention. All she knew is that she was filled with lust, not only for Itachi, but for revenge.

�Hate is a powerful weapon.� The Uchiha whispered in her ear, causing shivers of delight to run up and down her spine. �I can teach you how to use it Sakura. I can make you so powerful that he will never dare hurt you again.�

She looked over her shoulder and saw that Sasuke�s bloodied form still lay crumpled on the ground. He was still breathing so he wasn�t dead, but he was close.

�Sakura�I�m sorry�

�Isn�t that what you want?� she felt Itachi�s lips on her neck, on her jaw, making her even hotter.

Yes this was what she wanted, to bring one of Konoha�s most powerful ninja�s to his knees and make him repent for what he had done. She wanted to remain with Itachi and become strong, and right now, she just wanted HIM.

�Yes.� She breathed heavily. �This is what I want.�

�Then give yourself to me.� He rasped. �Hold nothing back Sakura. I want to know that you are completely mine.�

He kissed her again, jerking her even closer to him with the hand that was still on her back. Sakura�s mind was fogged with passion and she had no idea how long they remained in the lip lock. When he pulled away however, she found that they were back in his darkened room on the bed.

His eyes were still a dangerous shade of red.

Had it been just a vision from the sharingan? She didn�t care if it was. He had made her see things that she had previously been blind to, that she hadn�t WANTED to see, but now that her eyes were opened, she would never go back.

�You are mine.� Itachi growled into her ear. �And whatever I say, you will do, do you understand?�

�Yes.� She panted, loving the feel of his breath on her.

She felt him pull away and heard the sound of fabric scraping over the wooden surface of the room�s floor. Something cold and metallic was pressed into her hand Sakura looked down and recognized one of her own kunai. Itachi must have gotten it from the pouch she always carried with her.

�You must trust me completely.� He said, withdrawing his hand from her own. �Or I cannot help you reach your goals.�
Sakura nodded silently and awaited further instructions.

�I want you to slit your own throat.� Itachi said, her black eyes growing even darker.

Sakura�s eyes widened at his words.

�But�but I��

�Do you trust me or not?�

Sakura gulped inwardly and raised the kunai to her slender neck. Being a medic she knew exactly where to cut to do the most damage. She locked eye with Itachi who nodded for her to proceed.

With a shuddering gasp, she drew the sharp blade across her skin and instantly felt the warm wetness as her blood coursed down her chest. The weapon fell from her fingers as she sunk to the sheets, feeling the very life drain out of her.

As soon as her body crumpled, Itachi was on top of her, pressing a glowing hand to her wound. Instantly Sakura felt the comforting warmth of his chakura running through her as the wound closed beneath his finger tips. The gash was sealed before she had lost enough blood to be life threatening, but she still felt a little dizzy.

Itachi smirked in satisfaction. He knew handing her a kunai had been risky but he doubted she had enough willpower left to attack him, especially after the brainwashing she had just undergone. Although it was drastic, he had to test her to make sure she was truly under his control this time and he was quite satisfied with the results. He lowered his lips to the spot where her injury had been before lapping up the fresh blood that still covered her chest.

Sakura moaned softly at the feeling of his tongue over her collarbone and between her breasts. It was strange that he was literally drinking her blood but at the same time she found it erotic and it rekindled the flame in her core, especially when he moved his heard to draw one hardened nipple into his mouth. Sakura moaned and arched towards him helplessly while her fingers entangled in his hair.

Itachi continued to nip and suck the sensitive flesh, loving how incredibly responsive she was. Every movement of his tongue earned him a moan or a gasp and when he captured the bud between his teeth and pulled gently, her fingers tightened almost painfully in his hair.

Smirking again at his brother�s stupidity for ignoring such a perfect female specimen, he slid a hand under her back and lifted her into a sitting position.

She blinked at him in confusion but he only continued to smirk and pointed at the floor beside the bed.

�Get on you knees Sakura.�

Wordlessly, she complied as he scooted his hips to the edge of the bed.

Sakura gasped at the sight of Itachi, hard and glorious just inches from her face.

�Show me how much you want me.� The Uchiha growled.

Sakura shyly reached out her hand and grasped his length, feeling it twitch in her hand. She moved closer and began to pump her hand slowly up and down, wondering if she was doing it right. After all, until last night, she hadn�t done more than kiss a boy in her whole life.

Itachi hissed at the feel of her hand closing around him. Her touches were hesitant and even and much too slow for Itachi. He liked how her obvious inexperience became apparent but right now he was too heated to enjoy a more virginal performance.

�Use your mouth Sakura.� He panted and spreads his legs a little wider for her to better access him.

Keeping one hand on his inner thigh to balance herself, the other held Itachi steady as she lowered her head and allowed her pale pink tongue to lap up the bead of moisture that had leaked from the tip.

Itachi groaned as her tongue swirled over his head and up and down his length. For being so innocent, she sure knew how to make him hard. Maybe she was into dirty books just like her sensei. Now wouldn�t THAT be amusing.

All coherent thought was lost however as Sakura timidly parted her lips and took his tip into her mouth.

Itachi pushed his hips forward, sliding much more of himself into her mouth than she had planned. She tried to pull back but a strong hand on the back of her head kept her in place.

�Take all of me Sakura.� He commanded and the pink haired ninja gingerly replied. She continued to engulf him until she felt him hit the back of her throat, threatening to gag her. Itachi however, still refused to let her pull away.

�Relax the back of your throat.�

Sakura did as she was told and felt the last inch of him slide inside. The feeling was incredibly foreign and slightly uncomfortable but if this is what Itachi wanted then this is what she would do.

The hand on the back of her head tangled itself in her hair and gently pulled her backwards off his length. When just the tip remained inside, he applied pressure that forced her to swallow him down once again.

Sakura could feel the flex of Itachi�s hips underneath her and knew she must be causing him incredible pleasure. While his hand on her head forcibly guided her, she allowed her tongue to once again begin swirling over his length.

The unexpected sensations caused Itachi to moan. The incredible heat and wetness of her mouth felt delicious and the fact that she complied with his every demand made it all the more erotic. The hand that wasn�t on the back of her head gripped the sheets tightly as he once again pushed his hips forward into the hot cavern of her mouth.

Sakura�s eyes threatened to leak tears as she fought her gag reflex, but she wasn�t upset by her predicament. In fact, she was rather enjoying herself and the way she made Itachi�s hips jerk erratically as well as his breath coming in ragged gasps. She continued to allow the hand to push her up and down, not minding that his tempo was gradually increasing.

The hand that had been steadying her against his thigh moved timidly to cradle the sack that hung below his sex. Her movements caused a shudder to pass through Itachi�s entire body as well as inspired him to pick up the pace even more. Sakura continued to gently fondle him until he roughly pushed inside her as deep as he could go and held her there. His hips pushed forward in erratic thrusts as she felt hot liquid hit the back of her throat. She swallowed it on impulse and slowly slid him out of her mouth as he stopped spasming and began to soften.

Itachi felt Sakura�s wandering hands on his sack and could take no more. The combined sensations of her tongue and mouth and hands on him sent him over the edge of bliss. He thrust particularly deep into her mouth and held the position as he emptied himself into her in a series of scalding pulsations. When he had regained enough composure to open his eyes, he was pleased to see that she had swallowed every drop.

Sakura could still taste his liquid in her mouth. Although it was bitter and salty, it had a musky hint to it that reminded her of the way he had smelled earlier. She rolled the taste around on her tongue, enjoying the newness of it before Itachi�s hand, still entwined in her hair, roughly hauled her to her feet and onto the bed.

She gave a squeak of surprise as she lay sprawled across him but he quickly rolled them over and trapped her beneath his exquisitely toned body.

Her lips were swollen from sucking him and he only agitated them more with another fiery kiss. He could taste himself in her mouth and he growled with approval. Her needy whimpers and moans were muffled by his mouth over hers but did enough to trigger Itachi�s memories of her screams. He wanted to hear them again.

He let a hand slide between them and move down her body to the juncture of her thighs. As he drew her tongue into his mouth and sucked on it greedily, he also thrust two fingers into her blazing liquid core. He was rewarded with the muffled scream that he so heatedly sought and the irregular buck of her hips and she attempted to impale herself further on his fingers.

As his fingers found a rhythm, her hips eagerly matched it, pushing up as he pushed in for the deepest penetration possible.

He continued to kiss her roughly as he dominated her, making sure Sakura could thing of nothing and no one but him. Her whimpers and cries were music to his ears and the way her inner muscles pulled on him as if trying to suck him in deeper made him wish it was another part of him wedged inside her.

Needing air, he ripped his mouth away and looked down at the woman he had captured. Her eyes were squeezed shut and her cheeks were flushed a deep pink as he continued to pump in and out of her.

�Sakura,� He commanded. �Look at me.�

She opened her eyes obediently, revealing twin orbs of lust-darkened green.

Itachi wanted to see how deep his reign over her mind actually went. Keeping his gaze firmly locked with hers, he uttered in a low gravelly voice,

�Come for me.�

Instantly, her muscles rippled and spasmed around his fingers, squeezing them mercilessly as he continued to thrust them in and out.

Her back arched and her hips bucked and her mouth fell open as she screamed Itachi�s name over and over.

The dark haired man smirked as he cradled the kunoichi as she came down from her orgasmic high. He had literally commanded her to orgasm and she did.

He felt an uncomfortable throbbing between his groin and chuckled as he realized that the power he had over her had affected him on the most primitive level. He positioned himself between her legs, preparing to rid himself of his new erection and possibly make her cry out his name again as well.

As he pushed into her, he smirked into the dark.

Few things were sexier to a control freak than a woman that could come on command.

~~~~~

Shikamaru passed through the gates of the Uchiha manor. This place was way too huge for one person to live by himself.

He interlaced his fingers behind his head and looked up into the sky. Much to his dismay, there was nothing but endless unmarred blue above him. It looked as though he wouldn�t be cloud watching today.

Really, it was such a bother. He had only gone to the Hokage�s office to hand in his report from a mission he had just returned from when Shizume had ordered him to go fetch the young Uchiha. He had been looking forward to a day off and really didn�t want to be bothered with running errands.

Oh well, he was almost here. He might as well get it over with.

He strolled up to the main house and would have knocked on the door if there hadn�t been a kunai sticking out of it.

�What the hell is this?� Shikamaru mused as he pulled out the weapon to release the envelope that was pinned in place by its sharp point.

Knowing it was meant for Sasuke�s eyes and not his, he resisted opening the envelope and instead knocked on the door. The sound resonated hollowly through the house making it seem an even lonelier place than he had previously thought.

Shikamaru sighed as he leaned against a nearby support post. It must be hard being the last remaining member of your family. The fish-netted ninja tried to imagine what it must be like to be so alone. Actually, Shikimaru probably wouldn�t mind so much. He would finally be free of his mother�s nagging. She could be so bitchy sometimes.

He heard the bolt turn in the heavy door and watched it slowly swing open to reveal a disgruntled Sasuke.

Shikimaru responded with an equally annoyed look.

�Hey man, you take forever to answer your door.� He said, still leaning against the wooden pillar.

�What do you want.� Sasuke said shortly.

�Then again, maybe it�s his own damn fault he�s alone most of the time.� Shikamaru thought. �This guy is such a bastard.�

Out loud he said �The Hokage wants to see you.�

�Why? What does she want?�

Shikamaru shrugged casually. �Beats me. Just get your ass over there.�

As he turned to walk away he remembered the letter in his hands.

�Oh yeah, and this was pinned to your door with a kunai. It seems like a kind of extravagant way to deliver a letter.� The taller man said as he handed Sasuke the letter.

The Uchiha frowned as he broke the simple wax seal and withdrew the letter. Shikimaru watched him read and was surprised when Sasuke�s eyes widened and his fists gripped the paper tightly, threatening to tear right through it. His already pale skin turned even whiter and for a second, Shikamaru thought his friend ha stopped breathing all together.

�Hey man, what�s the matter? Snap out of it.�

He shook his shoulder gently, bringing him out of his trance but he was still not by any stretch of the imagination normal. His eyes were wide and haunted and his skin still looked ashy.

�Are you all right?� the puzzled Shikimaru asked.

Suddenly Sasuke took off running, not even bothering to close the door to his house. He called over his shoulder to his stunned friend,

�We have to get to the Hokage�s NOW!�

~~~~~

Another chapter down. Hooray! Like I said, I�m kind of making this story up as I go, so what happens next is just as much a mystery to me as it is to you guys. Keep reviewing with encouragement and constructive criticism (they have been VERY helpful) and I will see how this story evolves!
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