Alright crazy kids, it's been a while yeah? I hope you guys like this chapter enough to forgive me for the wait. I had to get bootlegged office so I could keep writing – I ran out on my thirty day trial for Microsoft student. :p I'm sorry if you think this chapter is kind of a big leap – I'm trying to get this story over with because I have a whole slew of ideas for other stories. Also, I was piss drunk when I wrote part of this. I had a pretty good weekend. I even got a new job!

YAY DRUNK!

Sakura groaned, letting her head fall back so she was staring upside down at a landscape painting she knew Sai had done himself. She was sitting on his couch, trying to identify and name all the symptoms and types of emotions, as well as the "appropriate" way to react to them. So far, Sai had asked nothing but questions – most of which had such hypothetical technicalities that he had completely irrationalized everything she had said prior about said emotion.

They had continued on like this nearly all day. She had come over early in the morning and made breakfast before they had began. Now, with the sun leaving a hazy warm glow as it began its slow descent beneath the horizon, she was tired, hungry, and irritated. Nothing seemed to be as easy as she thought it would be.

"Why can't my Split and your Split just talk this over?" she mused when she felt like she had reached the end of her rope.

"Do you think that would be the best way for me to learn?" He inquired calmly. "I haven't been able to separate it into a controllable entity." He sounded awkward as he tried to describe the personality as 'it.' After all, to Sakura, her personality was not an 'it,' she was another being altogether.

"I don't know." Sakura blanched at the idea. She didn't think it was a good idea at all! Especially knowing what might happen when her Split would finally be able to get the dark eyed man alone. Split had quite the imagination when it came to what she would do if she had free reign over Sai. "I don't think it's a good idea to try."

"Why not?" he looked at her through slightly narrowed eyes. "I am feeling…"he paused to find the right words, "curious." Even sitting across the room his quiet words seemed to thrill her. She found herself smiling slightly at his eagerness to discover his emotions but this sudden thrill was not quite innocent – something was very wrong with her today, and it had everything to do with her damn insanity.

Sakura waved her hands wildly. "Well don't be! It's going to be no different, and it isn't like I can just let her out! She just kind of slips in unnoticed and when I realize that she's there I kick her out."

"Out of where?" Sai seemed confused by her choice of words.

"Out! You know! Like out of my mind? Out of the driver's seat?" She realized how foolish she sounded and rubbed her face before letting out a frustrated sound.

Sai watched her through dark lashes and seemed to smirk a little. The smirk brought butterflies to her stomach – she had never seen the look before, and it was more than just a sexy look – it was dark and alluring. Her heart seemed to skip a beat before pounding in her ears, "S-sai?" she stammered.

"Anger triggers the split, right Ugly?" he stood from the lone chair in the corner of the room and came to sit next to her.

"What?" she began to panic as he leaned forward. His face seemed to melt into a sneer before he spoke again.

"Sasuke hated you when he left. He'll hate you when he wakes up – if he ever wakes up." The words tumbled out of his mouth with the accuracy of TenTen's shuriken.

Sakura just stared at him with wide eyes. The words ripped into her because deep inside she knew they were true. "Shut up, Sai!" She knew what he was doing, trying to signal a momentary takeover so Split would come out to play a little.

"You know Naruto blamed you for not being able to make Sasuke wake up. It's your fault that you drifted apart from team seven," a loud smack filled the room, Sai went quiet as he stared in a different direction and his cheek began to burn and turn red.

"Don't you speak ever again!" she fisted her hands in the collar of his shirt and stood, glaring down at him with nothing but acid laced malice.

He blinked up at her and then smiled. "Are you the Split?" he seemed cheerful, false cheer of course, but it was the appropriate reaction one was supposed to have when they got what they wanted.

Sakura's eyes narrowed as she got even angrier at the thought of him being successful. Immediately the calm Sakura took hold and she released his collar. But he wasn't saying anything more, just smiling at her as she stepped back and simply began to breathe. "Are you his Split?" she turned his question back on him.

"Yes," his smile was not sweet – it seemed bitter, angry even. He stood in one fluid movement that had her taking three more steps backward. His smile only seemed to widen as he began to stalk her around the room. "Don't be so coy, Ugly. I haven't done anything to frighten you and you still have a job to do. I'm fully capable of feeling emotion and yet you disallow me to in this form?

She was wide-eyed at his venomous words. Was Sai's Split really such an asshole? "If you can feel them then Sai can feel them!"

"Does that not go double for you Sakura-chan? Perhaps its time you come to terms with your emotions and stop your pathetic sniveling? Or are you alright living a monotonous life that surrounds an unconscious man?" he spread his arms wide and let out a laugh that made her cringe. "I can't believe I've allowed me to think such thoughts about you."

"Thoughts?" her brow furrowed in confusion as her back came to rest on the exit door.

"Oh, yes. Annoying thoughts – ever since that damn operation it seems he admires you. I on the other hand find you repulsive." His lip curled as if imagining unpleasant things.

She grit her teeth and without thought lashed out. She landed a kick to his stomach before gripping the cloth of his shirt at his shoulders and flipping him over. He landed on his feet with a ripped shirt as she scrambled into a hunched position a few feet away. They circled for a moment as if testing the other out, her eyes never left his as exhilaration fled through her body. She took the first swing – he caught her arm and used her momentum to slam her back against the door to the apartment. Sakura found herself heaving – he had knocked the wind out of her and yet he was still as stoic as ever. She winced when the doorknob was jammed painfully against her lower back and she yelped when he was suddenly flat against her. He simply pinned her there a moment before coming closer so he could lay his head against a spot on the door just above her shoulder.

Panicking slightly as his arms went limp by their sides, she searched frantically over the plain of his shoulder to find anything that would aid her if she could just escape. She was about to struggle when he exhaled loudly by her ear. The breath that tickled her ear and throat made her shiver and she realized that the feeling of her arms pressed against his chest and her body pinned by his was making her feel very self-conscious.

"I'm feeling a lot of things." He said simply, and she snorted. It seemed they had new things in common every day!

"What are you feeling?" She managed to grit out as she tried not to hyperventilate. No reason to let a learning experience slip by.

"Heat" he said as his hand splayed low on his stomach, "my pulse is high," his hand traveled up to his heart. "I feel tense; I feel exhausted but am perfectly energized."

Sakura had began to feel her body heating up as well, his body being so close was making her nervous and his breath pushed her hair into her face. She noticed that she had never seen the rise and fall of his chest before, hadn't even believed he could breathe, but now it was making her quake with feelings she just didn't understand. She would laugh at the situation later, she promised herself. His hand brushed innocently against her abdomen but she tensed nonetheless "Sai," she needed him to get away.

He leaned back from her and she felt relief flood her as cool air filled her lungs. She managed to hold her hand over her chest and breathe, anger raising again as she felt a long tirade building in her mind. She opened her mouth to let it loose and his mouth crashed into hers. She yelped and began pushing at him frantically. He grabbed her wrists and she tried to ignore how his mouth on hers felt sloppy – like he had never done it before, and yet still managed to make her legs begin to shake. She managed to break free and land a flat palm against his chest to push him away.

"What are you doing!?" a fist knocked him to the floor. Her heart was pounding in her ears while he stared up at her innocently from the floor.

"I-I don't know" Sakura watched a strange look cross over his face, and she realized that Sai had less control over his personality disorder then she did.

"It's fine – no it's not fine – but just…I guess don't do it again! Keep better control over your disorder!" she shakily leaned forward to help him to his feet.

His palm was sweaty when she reached down, and so was hers. They were both nervous, and Sakura's pulse still thundered in her ears. "Sakura?"

"Hm?" she looked down at him since he didn't seem to want to budge from the floor.

"Our personalities only act on feelings that we don't express ourselves…so does this mean by expressing these feelings they would lose purpose and go away?"

"I'd never thought of it before…"she pondered this a second. "I guess it's possible. Sai? Are you getting up?" She watched him stare to somewhere over her shoulder.

"No." with a firm yank he had her toppled on top of him, and his mouth was firm against hers. She was so shocked she hadn't reacted, and now she was staring down at him as there faces lay hidden behind a veil of short pink strands. "I know what I feel for." He said simply, and she felt something between them change for good.