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Finding a Bit of Trust	By : Strailo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4302 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Title: Finding a Bit of Trust

Fandom: Naruto

Chapter/Part: 3

World: Finding

Characters: Ibiki, Sakura, Sasuke

For: TrulyWikid

Word Count: 2407

AN: I was so very mean to Sakura in this chapter. It was fun, don't you know?

Enjoy!

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Staring at the girl that was posing as a competent woman, Ibiki tapped his fingers on the table that sat against one wall, eyes taking her in as he frowned. “So, tell me, why are you here visiting me in my interrogation chambers this day, Haruno?” he asked, the tone purring as a vaguely curious expression on his face. As if he didn’t know the reasons why already.

Snorting to himself, he waited patiently as Sakura thought of her answer to him. He knew that she was considering how to twist things to look good on her part. Ibiki had always admired the way her brain worked, but if he had wanted her brain, he could just go to Anko. Who he could feel was currently in the observation room, watching behind a two-way mirror.

He had a feeling that she was more likely laughing her ass off.

Finally, Sakura shifted in her seat before crossing her legs and putting her hands together, about the extent of movement allowed by the chains. She looked up at him through her bangs as she fiddled her fingers together.

Ibiki just raised an eyebrow, far from fooled by her sweet and innocent act.

“Well, Ibiki-san,” Sakura started, her eyes wide and making the big man snort mentally, “I was just working on an easier to get those who end up stuck mid-transformations unstuck. Since Naruto can change back after getting stuck in his own way anyways, I asked if he would be willing to help me. Apparently the procedure just went wrong even though all of my other tests had gone correctly.”

Ibiki nodded once, reaching over to where he had laid his coat down, pulling out a pad of paper and a pen. Looking at her, he started to write down what she thought were notes, but really were his thoughts of how best to continue dealing with Sakura. He was unconcerned with what she thought he was doing.

“So what happened next?” Ibiki asked her, looking up with a carefully blank look on his face.

“After I asked him to henge into an animal and back, I did what I was supposed to do to stop him mid-transformation, and injected him,” she continued, looking down as a convincing blush spread over her cheeks. “It looks as if since Naruto’s chakra and abilities are different, it went wrong and he ended up with a pair of ears and a tail that won’t go away. After that, Hokage-sama sent me here with one of your ANBU’s.”

“I see,” Ibiki said. He turned back to his writing pad, writing a few more things into it before he stood up, flipping the pad closed. “You realize that until I am done with the investigation into this happenings, you will be placed into a cell correct?”

“Of course, sir,” Sakura replied. Her mind was already working hard on how she could soon be free to continue her work on tearing Naruto’s world apart.

Ibiki could see her thoughts in her eyes. “That’s good,” Ibiki replied leaving the room with a nod. Telling the female ANBU who was waiting in the hall that Sakura was to have absolutely no contact with anyone beyond him, Anko, the Hokage, and her two guards, he got a nod from her before he headed for his office.

Once in his office, he sat down and sent out a call for a certain person while looking at a note from Tsunade. Putting the note aside with a smirk, Ibiki pulled out his pad of paper and pen, tapping the pen on it, knowing that it was just a matter of waiting for who he had called. Looking down at his notes, he rather was hoping that the slowly building plan on how to approach his current ‘visitor’ would work, otherwise he would have to turn to physical torture. And that might end up being a waste of time.

Tapping his pen against the pad again, he gazed at the bare wall before him, his eyes sharp but thoughtful.

A knock jarred him out of his thoughts, his head tilting to the side as he felt the person’s chakra on the other side of the door. He smirked as he crossed his legs and straightened the papers that laid before him. “Enter,” he finally called out, watching his door open and a familiar male walking in. Letting his smirk grow wide, Ibiki waved a hand to the chair before his desk. “Thank you for coming on such short notice, Uchiha-san. I know that you’re usually busy.”

“What can I help you with, Ibiki-san?” Sasuke Uchiha asked in return, a black eyebrow cocking the only show that he was curious about what was going on. Ibiki thoughtfully played with his pen, wondering just how to tell the man before him that his best friend, rival, and savior had been screwed over by their old teammate. Sasuke’s brows furrowed together, feeling as if what he was going to be told was something bad. “What happened?” he finally snarled at the interrogation expert.

Ibiki leant forward as he laced his fingers together. “It’s Naruto. It seems as if Sakura has tried to play God, or tried to. Naruto has some...new additions because of her. I don’t know the exact details of it,” he stated, staring down at the Uchiha. “I was hoping that you would be willing to help me with figuring out why she did this. Currently, she’s waiting in a cell to finish my investigation.” He smirked. “Or so she knows.”

“So you want me to use her crush on me against her to learn why?” Sasuke asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

Ibiki smirked, nodding as he stared at the other man with glinting eyes. “Yes, I do. What I can tell you is that Naruto apparently freaked out and is currently resting as he worried that the villagers will consider him the Kyuubi once again. He’s also worried that this will make him lose all respect from his fellow nins,” Ibiki said. His lips thinned out as Sasuke cursed softly, head falling back onto the chair backing.

“Well, that’s not good all around. But maybe he’ll finally get to see just how much everyone respects him,” Sasuke mused, running a hand through his hair. “But I suppose that I can help you with getting any information from her,” he finally agreed, nodding his head. “When do I talk to her?” he asked.

“Soon actually. I’m just waiting for a full report from the Hokage about Naruto. When I got back to the office, I found a note from the Hokage that she was going to do a quick check up while Naruto was sleeping,” Ibiki informed him. He tapped his pen against his pad of paper again, putting his ankle on his knee and leaning back.

The two men looked to the door as a female ANBU entered the office, offering a scroll to Ibiki, who dismissed her with a nod. Opening it up, he read over the report before he compared it to Sakura’s testimony with a scowl. Putting it down, he looked up at the bored looking Sasuke with anger flaring in his eyes, making the Uchiha sit up straight.

“You do remember the normal rules for an open case, right?” the scarred man asked, getting a sharp nod from him. “She did tell the truth about the fact that she was researching a way to fix a stuck chakra transformation. What she didn’t tell the truth was about the way the treatment goes, and most likely lied to Naruto. She doesn’t apply the needed chakra while they turn back to their normal form, but rather she applies it directly to the stuck chakra point before hand,” Ibiki said, tapping the scroll on the table.

“She really just kind of fucked herself over right there,” Sasuke snorted. Ibiki smirked as he nodded his head.

“Yes, she did. When she applied the chakra, she forced Naruto’s to fluctuate and permanently changed it enough for him to end up with ears and a tail because of his tenant. No doubt that she did something else in the process of doing it,” he said. “Now the question is as to why she did it.”

“And that is where I come in right?” Sasuke drawled, crossing his legs and foot twitching lightly as he looked up to the clock. “I’ve always known that she disliked Naruto on some level but not to the extent of trying to ruin his career and life. I’m just hoping that it wasn’t because of something truly stupid.”

“As much as I do,” Ibiki agreed. Rolling the information scroll back up, he placed it into one of his personal filing cabinets and sealing it shut with a bit of chakra. Standing up, Sasuke followed his movements before he stood and stretched out his body with a grunt.

Nodding his head as the two shook in agreement of what was to come, Ibiki lead the way to the private room that was often used for visits between visitors and certain prisoners. No one but the Hokage and Ibiki knew about the fact that it was watched every visit just in case something important something was said. “You’ll be left alone for the most part beyond the guards that will be stationed outside. When you’re done with her, just knock on the door and we’ll let you out,” the bigger man promised as he let Sasuke into the room.

“Not a problem,” Sasuke drawled, nodding his head as he thought over what he was going to do while in the room with Sakura. Stepping in, he sat down in the chair that didn’t have a ring in the table before it, watching Ibiki nod and leave down the hall. It didn’t take long before his ex-teammate was brought in, the chains connected to her wrist cuffs attached to the ring and forced into her chair. Looking her over with unreadable eyes, he mentally sneered as he watched her look at him with hopeful eyes.

“Sasuke-kun, I wasn’t really expecting to see you while I’m waiting to be let go,” she said, batting her eyes at the other male. He twitched, wanting to shove a foot down her throat so badly, but shoving that need down and smirking at her as he sprawled out lazily in his chair.

“I happened to hear what happened this morning and got permission to talk with you. You know how the council likes me. Always trying to get into my good graces and all that,” he said, shrugging with a negligent look. Sakura’s eyes sparkled as she wiggled in her seat, feeling bright and happy about what the fact that Sasuke had come to see her. “I have this burning need to ask though, since they’re all saying that you screwed up something so easy...did you really screw up?” he asked. His voice dropped into a rolling purr, eyes dark as he watched Sakura fall hard and fast into her rampant fangirlism for him.

Just perfect.

“Well, between us, I really didn’t screw it up,” she started, watching how Sasuke shifted to lean forward, resting his head onto his hand. She squealed inwardly at the fact that Sasuke was so interested in her and what she had done to the loser Naruto.

“I didn’t really think you had,” Sasuke hummed as he raised an eyebrow at her, getting a bright blush.

“I did do it on purpose, it was easy,” she admitted. Sasuke smirked in his mind but just tilted his head to the side. “He’s been getting uppity after all. Demanding Tsunade-sama’s time and always taking Kakashi-sensei away from training with you with those stupid missions. I mean, really? Taking a cat to the next town? Who does that? A genin team could easily do that mission after all. So I decided that he needed to learn a lesson. That it probably turned out to be permanent is just an added bonus,” she said, preening as Sasuke sat back in his chair, eyebrows shooting for his hair line.

“I see,” Sasuke got out before he stood up with a sigh, walking around the table and coming to stand next to her. “Did you know that there are about sixty different codes for the higher class missions? Well, I’m sure that you know them, since you are, after all, a chunin and you need to know this because you do work with Jounins and their missions. Now, what does ‘escorting a cat to the next town’ mean in that context?” Sakura swallowed heavily as Sasuke’s voice grew colder with each word that came out of his mouth.

“It means that they are to undertake a highly dangerous escort mission to one of the lands that we have a tentative relationship with,” she said before she looked up as Sasuke with curious eyes. “So?”

“No, no, we’re not done yet,” Sasuke cooed, walking around to her other side. “Now, who does Tsunade-sama usually hang out with?”

“Jiraiya-sama,” was the squeaked reply from the woman.

“And does Tsunade-sama also undertake teaching certain shinobi outside of your training about healing techniques?”

“She does.”

“Now that I’ve destroyed all of your excuses, I have to say this,” Sasuke drawled slowly as he leant down over her shoulder, smirking as he brushed his lips against her ear. “With your jealousy, you just tried, and I really do mean tried, to ruin a respected shinobi’s career and life. But, you see, it won’t work.”

“And why not?” she breathed out, as still as a statue.

“Because of the facts that Naruto is wanted even more than I ever was, and that he’s next in line for Hokage. He’s going to be just. Like. His. Dad,” he cooed, punctuating each word with a tap of his fingers on her shoulder. He stood and walked to the door, smirking as he knocked on it. “By the way, Haruno, I am engaged to a very sweet civilian woman. I’ve always had a thing for certain blonds after all and she’s just the right shade.”

When the door opened, he walked out, smirking at the guards at the outraged screams that followed after him.
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