Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Chapter One: The Meeting

'Of course it would rain today! Shannaro!'

Everyone moved out of the way as a girl came running down the street looking like a (some type of force of nature). A hard scowl on her face as she stomped along in expensive looking black suede stilettos… wet suede stilettos.

'I swear this blind date better be worth it!'

Long pink hair wrapped in an effortless chic chignon. Make up done minimally in just a natural pink lipstick, light blush, eyeliner and mascara. Black jeans with a heavily ruffled black blouse and of course WET suede stilettos. Her umbrella saved most of her outfit but not her favorite pair of -she swears- lucky Jimmy Choo's.

As she walked in the bistro, she suddenly felt both excited and nervous. First date jitters. She bit her lip nervously, eyes scanning the room standing by the hostess station. She looked around looking for a person who fit the description of who her friend Ino told her was waiting for her here. Black hair, dark eyes, older, tall about 6'2, long hair and "a total hottie".

The bistro consisted of 10 tables and only 3 were occupied, it was after lunch on a rainy Wednesday, so the almost empty state of the place was to be expected.

The bus boy was sitting on one of the tables taking a breather. A boy with sunglasses on, 'Sunglasses in doors, on a rainy day? Really?' was sitting by himself by the window reading a book about… dung beetles.

The table next to him was occupied by a couple, a gruff looking man with tanned skin and a beard who was looking at a gorgeous looking woman like she was his world.

The table on the very end, farthest away from the window was sitting the hottest guy Sakura has ever seen. 'Black hair CHECK, dark eyes CHECK, older CHECK, tall CHECK and total hottie? CHECK! Ok Ino you got my type right at least!'

Squaring her shoulders, walking as gracefully and confidently as she can, she approached his table. Stopping right across from him with the small table between them, she noticed he didn't even notice her, he was too engrossed with his phone, glaring at it while reading something. Clearing her throat, she waited for him to look up.

'If for a second, Sasuke believes that I can be guilted into looking into this cold case for him he is sorely mistaken but then again this seems like an interesting one… human experiments done on the homeless population, pretty grotesque.'

Madara: Fine, send me all the files you have.

Sasuke: Thanks Uncle, forwarding you everything I have from the first victim to the most recent one.

Sasuke emailed everything over in multiple PDF files. Reading everything in quick succession, it was clear that it was a completely twisted individual. '4 arms in one man', '10 eye balls on a child's back', 'multiple…' Shaking his head, he leaned back on his chair and looked at the ceiling wishing he brought his laptop with him today.

He was an experienced FBI agent for almost a decade now; So his nephew, who just started working for the local police department, knew he was the man to ask for a case as bad as this.

Slouching over the table glaring at the screen of all the crime scene pictures he needed to plan a course of action.

'Targeting the homeless is smart, no one would file a missing persons report, easy picking off the street and if the other homeless people did see something they wouldn't say anything to the police. How the f-' He was cut off by someone clearing their throat.

He looked up quickly, realizing it was someone right infront of him. His glare softened a little after looking at the woman's face. Heart shape, fair skinned, green eyes, sensual lips.. 'those eyes' .

Standing on his full height, he realized he towered over the petite woman. Never breaking eye contact, he stretched out his hand "Uchiha Madara".

AN: Thank you for reading so far. I've been getting into a lot of Madara/Sakura fanfics and I thought I would start a story of my own. The next chapters would be longer than this, I just wanted to keep the intro as simple and pure as possible.