Author: So apparently you all liked the oneshot I did so I thought I'd give an actual story a try. Let me know if you want me to continue it. This is going to be similar to the oneshot, but more plottyesque. And it will go on longer. So you'll know if she's actually pregnant.

Sakura had never moved so quickly. Even Tsunade had to admit the pink-haired girl had improved drastically over the past few years. But lately, her personality had changed. She had become obsessed with finding Sasuke. Every lead, every chance she got, she was leaving with a four man team, or by herself, trying to find him. But she never succeeded.

It was destroying her. But no matter how many times Tsunade confronted her, Sakura insisted she was fine. There was an art festival coming up, and almost everyone was competing somehow. Naruto, of course, was simply showing off his ninja skills opposite Konohomaru, and Sai had decided to show some of his drawings.

But Sakura didn't want to do anything. Tsunade pointed out that if she didn't, it would make her, as the Hokage, look bad. But still, Sakura refused.

Now, she sat at the top of the gate, legs dangling over the edge. Her face was impassive as she hugged her knees to her chest, staring out over the trees. "Sasuke-kun…" She murmured quietly, feeling a burning in her throat. "Where are you?"

"Hey, Sakura." The voice behind her caught her entirely off guard. How could she have let her guard down? She whirled around to see Sai approaching, then sitting down next to her. He wouldn't attack her, but he could have been an enemy.

"Hello, Sai." She replied, turning back towards the trees, trying to appear uncaring. Apparently she failed.

"Are you ok?" Sai's voice was, as always, flat, and when she looked at him, she saw the fake smile he had perfected apparent on his face. It was annoying.

"I'm fine." Sakura said sharply.

Sai reached out and touched Sakura's shoulder lightly. "No you aren't. You aren't doing anything in the festival. You used to love doing that."

Sakura remained silent. Sai had been trying to be more friendly lately, not using name suffixes or anything like that. But at the moment she didn't want to get close to him. Still, his friendliness was a bit comforting. "I know. I just can't think of anything this year." She muttered. It was a feeble excuse.

Sai nodded and pulled a bag from his other side. "I actually had an idea for that." He removed a length of silk from the bag. It was a lovely shade of red, with silk threads embroidered in it's surface. He stood and Sakura stood with him, taking the silk as he offered it to her.

Holding the kimono, Sakura was speechless. "Where did you get this?" She asked. She had seen silk kimono before, but this one was exquisite.

Sai just shrugged. "It doesn't matter. You said you wanted to do something different, so how about this?" He asked.

Sakura blinked. "What, wear a kimono?"

Sai laughed. "No, a fan dance."

"I don't know anything about that."

"I could teach you." Sai said without thinking.

Sakura looked at him. "Really? You wouldn't mind?" She asked.

"Not at all. I'm in need of a project." He smiled again. Excited, Sakura shifted. "I left the rest of it back at home, do you want to try it on?"

Sakura nodded and started down from the gate. Sai blinked. Tsunade had been right. Once she had something to distract her, she forgot about Sasuke and was herself again. He followed after her and caught up after a few moments.

Sakura had never put on a kimono before, and the length of the obi was too much for her to handle on her own, so once she had the undergown on, Sai had to help her. Sakura didn't consider that it might be awkward for him until he was tucking in the final sash, his hand brushing her waist. "It fits." Sai murmured. The flowing design of a vine wove it's way up her leg, subtly changing from red to the lightest pink at her throat. The obi was a deep red, and Sai handed her two fans made of cherry wood and the paper was a very pale pink. Traditional japanese trees dyed crimson were set across their surface.

Sakura opened the fans and wove one experimentally through the air. Sai grasped her elbow and gently guided her arm. He walked around to her front, positioning her arms in the starting position of most dances. "There," He said, releasing her. Sakura looked up at him. She had never noticed how much he looked like Sasuke. Without warning, she pressed her lips lightly against his.

Sai's eyes widened in surprise and he pulled away. "Sakura-san…" He said, looking awkward. "I…"

Sakura winced and backed away. "God, I'm sorry, Sai…" She said. "I don't know what came over me." She shook her head. "Can we just forget that ever happened?" She sat down on his couch, folding the fans shut carefully and setting them on her lap.

"Yeah." Sai said, sitting opposite her. The silence stretched and Sai spoke after a few moments. "You really miss him, don't you?"

"I…I don't know what you're talking about." Sakura said quietly.

"Oh come on, Sakura." Sai sounded irritated. "We all know you loved Sasuke."

Sakura felt tears in her eyes. She looked away from Sai. He touched her shoulder lightly and she felt the tears sliding down her face. He hugged her softly. "It's going to be ok, Sakura." She turned and rested her forehead in his shoulder.

"What if he's been killed? He's just wasting his life for revenge…It's eating him alive…" Sakura choked the words out between sobs. Sai held her closer.

"Come on, Sakura. We'll find him. You know we will." He said, sounding so determined that Sakura almost believed him. Sai stood. "Come on, it's time for you to start learning." He offered his hand to her and she took it, standing up. "That's a good Shinobi." Sai said teasingly. She smiled sadly.

Later that night, Sakura sat in her room, looking at the picture of team 7. It didn't even exist anymore. It was just a shadow of what had once been. Sakura pushed away all the tears, and gazed out the window. A faint frown crossed her face. She thought she had seen the Uchiha crest on the roof across the street. For a moment, she hesitated. Then she grabbed her coat and raced to her roof, peering at the one across the street.

"Ah, so it is you, Sakura." The voice caused her to jump. 'Sasuke-kun?' She thought wildly.