Sakura stood with her ear to the door knowing full well of the risk she was about to take. Hearing Naruto and Sasuke casually conversing, she moved from the door and pushed her hand down the large trashcan in the minute bathroom. Finding what she was looking for, she grabbed its handle and carefully pulled it up as to not disrupt the garbage in the can too much.

In her hand was a small black duffle bag. Pulling the bag open, she took out a dress, undergarments and a magnet. Stripping herself of her clothing, she quickly stepped into the outfit from the bag. Checking on her bodyguards again, she quickly regret it as Naruto yelled the moment her ear met the door.

Shaking her head in annoyance, Sakura turned back the clothes on the ground and swiftly put her previously worn clothes in the bag, before returning the bag into the garbage can. Sticking her hand behind the toilet, she grabbed a key chain with several keys hanging from the space between the porcelain and wall.

Immediately putting the keys into her pocket to prevent the keys from jingling and alerting her guards, she headed straight for bathroom window. She opened the window and put the magnet on the alarm to prevent it from going off.

'Rich snob,' the words echoed in her mind. Sakura looked back into the bathroom infuriated and spotted that one of her half-sisters had carelessly left their lipstick near a corner on the ground. Then a mischievous smirk on her face, Sakura promptly picked it up and scrawled 'Gotcha Chicken Boy!'

She reread her message and nearly snorted before remembering that her guards were only a thin wooden door away. She took one more look at the message before stepping out onto the ledge of the window and jumping off.

The door creaked open as a woman walked into the dark bathroom. She grabbed the full plastic bag of garbage from the bin and replaced an empty bag in. Light flooded into the room causing the woman to shield her eyes.

"What is your name?" Neji walked up to her as he was the team's interrogator. The female took one glance at him before scoffing.

"What're you supposed to be? A detective?" she was referring to his dark trench coat, sunglasses and bandanna, "and isn't it a bit late at night for sunglasses anyway?"

"Name," it no longer came as a request but rather an order. The woman looked at him again.

"Random-person-trying-to-do-her-job-but-can't-because-some-weirdo-who-wears-sunglasses-at-night-won't-let-her-clear-garbage-like-she's-supposed-to," an equally snide reply for his cold demand.

"Haruno-sama has run away again. Therefore, as a part of Team Konoha, his Leadership requires all those under his position to cooperate fully with us,"

"His Leadership requires it?" the smirk never left her face, "Well why didn't you say so? Name's Person-who-really-couldn't-care-less-about-what-his-so-called-Leadership-requires," her expression had turned grim, "I'm busy, so go harass some other maid," Neji refused to let her off so easily

"What is you relation to Haruno-sama," she started for the door.

"What do you think?" Neji blocked her way.

"Will you cooperate for once?" she tried the right before quickly going for the left.

"No, make me," he thwarted her plan. Daggers were glared from both parties.

"You're being difficult Tenten,"

"You're being difficult Tenten," she mocked him.

"Tenten…" more daggers exchanged.

"Neji…"

"You're supposed to be dead," another smirk appeared on her face.

"So are you pretty boy," the tension increased ten fold as the two glowered upon each other. Neji took a step towards Tenten.

"Don't make me ask again, what is your relation to Haruno-sama. Did you help her escape?"

"I'm her maid not her friend Neji,"

"I'm going to have to take you in for questioning if you don't answer properly Tenten," she gave smirk.

"Knock yourself out,"

Coloured lights flashed everywhere as the dancers took to the floor to dance to upbeat song. Outside of the club stood a long line of people hoping to be allowed in.

A taxi arrived and out of it, stepped a stunning brunette in a short tight crimson dress. Her melodious voice sounded as she gave her thanks to the driver and headed straight towards the club entrance. The moment the door guard took a look at her, he bowed and held the door wide open.

Sakura gave a smile and disappeared through the heavy metal door into the busy nightclub. Heading straight for the bar, she took a seat on one of the stools.

"Give me a shot of your strongest liquor," the bartender complied, "Thanks," and she headed into the mass of dancers.

"She's headed towards you. Long brown hair and the red dress," a soft voice sounded through headset.

The male looked up and quickly spotted his target.

"I have a visual, are the rest in position?" Multiple voices replied positively. The man followed Sakura with his eyes.

"She's headed for the bathroom,"

"I'm already there," a female voice replied.

Sasuke watched as Sakura vanished behind to bathroom door.

"What's she doing Temari?" Naruto's immature voice resonated

"What do you think? It's a bathroom, she's in one of the stalls," Temari watched to stall's reflection through the mirror while pretending to apply make up to her face. However, just as the stall door opened, a large group of girls rushed into the bathroom.

"Shit, I'm losing visual, a huge swarm of girls just came in," see moved to try and catch a glimpse of Sakura, "Damn it, I've lost visual! I repeat I lost visual of Sakura!" she yelled in to her earpiece.

"What? I can't hear you," Suddenly the fire alarm went off in the club and the sprinklers were activated. Shrieks of terror could be heard everywhere. A calm voice spoke quickly on the intercom.

"Please do not panic and make your way towards the exits,"

"I've lost visual!" Temari's voice was finally heard in by her teammates, "She's disappeared again!" Sasuke looked around in an attempt to find Sakura only to be pushed to the ground by a mob of frantic people. Near one of the exits, a distinctly feminine voice shrieked.

"The fire's spreading! We're all going to die!!!" massive panic ensued. People in the club screamed and stampeded towards the exits. There was no longer any form order in the building, merely panic-driven chaos.

Sasuke shoved his way towards the exit where the voice had sounded from. He managed to catch a split second glimpse of a blonde in a red dress running out the door.

Two words… he bolted.

Sakura walked into the bathroom stall and took a gulped down her shot in one mouthful. Putting the glass on top of the toilet, she sat down on the bowl and silently reached into the small bin placed for sanitary napkins. Under the brown paper bag, lay a small golden bundle in a clear plastic baggy. She took out a long blonde wig tied in pony hair and placed on her head before stuffing the short brown wig back into the baggy and dropping it into the bin.

The bathroom door opened and Sakura watched multiple high heeled legs mob the well lit bathroom. She made a smirk and waited until the mob blocked the view from the mirror before opening the stall door and sprinting off.

Sakura ran straight towards where she knew the fire alarm was and quickly set of the alarm. Chaos resulted and multiple screams were heard. She pushed her way towards the nearest exit as a calm voice was heard from the intercom with a message of order. She saw Naruto looking around and took the opportunity to scream.

"The fire's spreading! We're all going to die!!!" at the top of her lungs before dashing out the door.

Sasuke watched as the blonde darted around corner after corner all the while chasing her.

"I have a visual and am pursuing by foot," he spoke quickly into the headset, "assistance would be appreciated."

"Gotcha teme, I'm on my way!" Naruto's voice sounded.

Sakura ran towards a narrow alley way towards a dead end. She sprinted towards the corner and yanked a cloth off a motorcycle. Quickly inserting the key, the vehicle roared to life.

Sasuke made his way towards the entrance of the ally out of breath. Panting, he looked up and was blinded by the motorcycle's headlight. He shouted for her to stop but Sakura zoomed towards him on the bike. At the last minute, he lunged out of the motorbike's path and watched as his target darted off.

"The target has gotten away on black motorcycle send someone after her," nine words spoken into his earpiece, "Damn it!" he kicked a nearby piece of garbage in frustration.