A/N: Look you guys, I AM SO FRICKIN SORRY!

I know, I know, DAFUQ DAYO, It's been like, 5 months! And I understand, but honestly guys, it wasn't even school that done it! (Thought I am in all AP classes, Speech Team, Show Choir, Regular Choir, NHS, AND I volunteer at my local Animal Shelter and Nursing home. And I have Practice every Tuesday and Thursday and NHS meetings in the Mornings.) I was at a low point to where I didn't even want to write on the story anymore! I had put it on the back burner for a few months and I felt horrible. I would guiltily look over and ponder, but I was at a writer's MOUNTAIN OF BLOCKAGE and didn't even have the urge to write. I feel bad for getting so upset with my favorite Fanfiction authors now, but guys, it can be HARD to commit to such a long term, dramatic story! But my best friend and I were talking, which she has also taken a LONG vacation from Fanfiction, and we decided that it was time to step up and get back in the groove of things. SO HERE I AM! Like, five months later! But I am back and I will start writing more! I love you all who stuck with me! REVEIWS HELP KICK ME INTO SHAPE AND WRITE MORE! It lets me know that I have people who seriously care about my laziness or my blockage. I love all my readers, and here's to a finally here chapter!

Walking down the hall in a cooler manner than how she inwardly felt, Sakura took a deep breath and forced herself to grasp the door handle to Sasori's room. The text has startled her from it's random appearance at such a late hour; and here she thought she had been doing so well. The rosette tried her best to not agitate the crimson haired male, always tried to get along with his crew of misfits, and was always available when needed. Did he somehow figure out about Sasuke's visit to Naruto's the night she stayed? Even though she didn't intend for his arrival, Sasori could easily read into it that they planned the whole thing. Which was a lie.

Or was it?

Did Sasuke intend on showing up just to mutter those seemingly meaningless words? Knowing that she would decipher what he was trying to get across, because she knew and loved him so well? It was far fetched, knowing the fact that Naruto told no one of her stay at his house that night. Sasuke was there by chance. But Sasori doesn't know that. Not yet anyways.

Taking in a deep breath of courage, the pink haired beauty pushed the door open a crack, and knocked on the wood frame by the entrance. She was greeted by a muffled shuffling, followed by a clearing of a throat. It took another minute of waiting, before a voice finally sounded out.

"Come in." The gray eyed man called, a bit groggy and scratchy. He must have just awoken. That means she interrupted his sleep. Sakura shrugged and barged in. It was his fault, for texting her that damned message, and she could care less about his well being.

"You wanted to talk?" she asked, hitting the point dead on. She didn't want to stay there more than what was needed.

"Oh, yeah. I did. It's about next month." he nodded, patting a spot next to his bed. She stayed planted by the doorway. She raised a pink brow, indicating she wanted to know where this was going. He cleared his throat again. "You graduate next month."

The green eyed beauty sighed. "I know this. What about it?"

"I was talking to the rest of the gang, and they agree it is time we moved to Suna. Time is being stretched thin here, and we can't stay in one place too long. And the sooner we leave before that cursed police station is built, the better."

"Ok." Sakura started slowly, watching him closely. "So this has to do with me how...?"

Sasori rolled his eyes and scowled, as if it were the most obvious thing ever. "You're coming with us."

Shock and anger racked her entire being. He expected her to just give up on her dreams, her friends, her family, to appease him?! She hated this man with every fiber of her being, and he has the audacity to sit there and expect her to give up everything for him. How dare he?! If it was Sasuke, it may have been a different story, but knowing it was the man who was effectively ruining her entire life, well, that sent her over the edge.

"You bastard! I am not coming with you!" she cried, rage burning behind her eyelids. "I want to stay here, I want to be with my friends and family! I want to go to college, I want-"

"I think you're forgetting your place, Sakura." His words seethed out. "You can make friends within this organization, you don't need your family, and you can find somewhere else to go to school. You're going with me, and that's final."

He stood, brushing past her and walking to the nearby restroom. The sound of the leaky faucet rung through the thick tension, but was not noticed by Sakura. The rosette stood in stunned silence before she regained her furious composure and stomped down the hall and swung the bathroom door open. She silently thanked the lord he wasn't showering and was just washing his hands and face. He looked at her through the mirror.

"And give me one good reason I should go with you, asshole." she growled, folding her arms across her chest. Normally she wouldn't be so aggressive, especially in her situation, but she was so scared and angry and hurt that it was finally bubbling up.

"I'll give you ten: Naruto, Hinata, Neji, Tenten, Ino, Choji, Sai, Kiba, and both your parents." he growled, ripping the towel off the rack and throwing it over his face. He patted the defined visage and threw the crumpled cloth onto the sink. Her heart sank at the mentioning of their names. It just proved how much more power he had over her. "Any more questions, Princess?" She shook her head slowly, swallowing her spit as if it were molasses. "Ok then. I have some tux shopping to do, I'll be back in a few."

"You're still on that whole prom thing?"

"Yes." He shot her a dangerous look. "I want to make sure you're keeping up on your promise."

"Sasuke hates me. We don't even speak anymore." The pink haired woman shoved the thought of the previous night out of her mind. "No worries there."

"I don't trust you."
"Wow, Sasori. Relationships are built on trust." Sakura cocked her head to the side, her tresses tumbling over her shoulder. She never, ever wanted a relationship with him, but the thought of agitating him slightly without punishment was too much to pass up.

"Shut up, Sakura." the crimson haired male sighed tiredly. "Just go."

"Oh? Don't want me to stay?"

"I said go." he gently raised his voice.

Something about him today just seemed stressed and tired. As if he were up last night thinking too hard. Or crying. But Sasori never cried, well, not that she knew of. He could just be up planning some evil plot to take over the world. Or something along the lines. At that thoughts, her stomach dropped to her toes. Something in her clicked.

He could be planning something for prom.

"Alright, I'll go. But I am not going to Suna with you." she mumbled, pushing off the door frame. "Oh, and my dress is red." she slipped in the comment quickly, padding out the door.

The nervous look she retained broke out on her face as she sped walked past the several Akatsuki members and out into the dead lawn. He was planning something at prom, she could just feel it. He was going to do something to her. Or her school. Or more importantly, her friends. She silently prayed Sasuke wouldn't show, and the night would pass smoothly. She shot a quick text to Ino, warning her that she was just going to walk home and didn't need the ride after all. She snapped her phone shut and let out a deep breath.

Maybe she should just tuck a knife under her dress.

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"I found this delicious boutique we should go to." Ino cheered to the group (Hinata, Tenten, and Sakura, who seemed a little out of it.). "They have this great deal for a trip combo for hair, makeup, and Mani-pedicure!"

"Ino, how are we going to afford all this?!" Tenten exclaimed as she nearly choked on her milkshake. "I drained my budget on those Fioni shoes you said I just had to get!"

"Which you and Hinata went without me and Sakura to go get, you traitor." The blonde hissed in return. "So you owe me and Sakura, right?" The blue eyed girl turned to the rosette, her eyes pleading with her to agree. Sakura appreciated Ino trying to act normal around Tenten and Hinata, but she could at least see the green eyed girl was in no mood to argue about money and hair.

"I guess." she shrugged, stirring her strawberry milkshake distastefully. Hinata eyed her as suspiciously as the shy girl could get. "Though I don't have the money to fork over either."

"Ugh! You girls are no fun!" Ino whined. "Prom comes once in a girl's lifetime, and you all are worrying about money."
The brunette slowly pivoted towards the babbling blonde. "Because we are all broke students and don't have the money to purge for useless things!"

"It's not useless!" The blonde urged. "We want to look amazing."
"Whatever!" Tenten dropped the topic as their plates of food came out of the kitchen of the diner. It took Sakura a few days after her 'incident', but she eventually trudged back to the diner with a lot of persuasion by Ino. "We'll just see you, Velociraptor."

"I'm a what?!"

"A Velociraptor is a kind of dinosaur, Pig." Sakura piped up. "Tenten just called you a dinosaur."

"Why you bun wearing bum." Ino glared, causing the girls to burst into a fit of giggles. "I'm just saying-"

"Ino, I swear to god!" Tenten talked over the blonde and picked up her burger. "I will slap the McShit out of you if you don't just shut up and eat. We'll talk about this after we all get paid, m'kay?"

The blue eyed beauty sat with her jaw hung open, staring at the brunette. "McShit? Good one, Tenten. Real good."

The 'bun wearing bum' shrugged and pick up a fry, shoving it in her mouth. "So Sakura, you excited for prom?"

"Not really." The green eyed girl muttered, looking away.

Nobody talked about why she was going with Sasori, they just all assumed it was personal, though they all worried endlessly. She was thankful for the lack of questioning. She was about out of excuses, and lying (Or, just not telling anybody anything.) was eating her up inside. She thanked the lord she had Ino to lean on, otherwise she knew she would have went crazy by now.

"Oh..." Tenten trialed, munching on a hunk of meat. "I'm sure it will still be fun. Especially at Neji's after party!"
"Neji's having an after party?!" Ino squealed, shoving her food aside. "Dish the details! Why didn't he invite us earlier?"

"He asked me to do it. So here's your invite. And Ino, please no more drinking at his house."

"Why the hell not?!"

"You vomited in his mother's decorative vases! Three of them!"

"Oh yeah..."

The chocolate eyed girl sighed and continued. "Anyway, it starts straight after prom and ends at god knows when."

"I-I'll try my best to be there." Hinata nodded, taking a fry off her plate.

"No promises, though I do want to go." Sakura trailed, rolling her cherry in her milkshake glass lazily. She didn't order anything to eat. She didn't feel up to it.

All three of her friends shared knowing glances. Silence filled the table and eventually, halfway into their meal, the rosette spoke. "How would you guys feel if I were to move to Suna?"

Ino spit out her drink of milkshake and coughed furiously. The pink haired beauty leaned over and patted her best friend's back vigorously. The blonde waved her attentive gestures off and sputtered. "What?! When?! Why?!"

"I don't know? To get out. Go sight seeing?" The green eyed beauty groaned.

Ino leaned forward dangerously, her icy blue eyes piercing the rosette's emeralds. Her bell-like voice dropped to a low octave. "This is about Sasori, isn't it?"

Sakura didn't reply, and this made the loud woman pull back in shock. Tenten and Hinata stared at her expectantly, not hearing the spit second conversation between Ino and Sakura.

"Please don't!" The brunette cried and soon as Hinata began to tear up.

"Well, It would be nice, right? I'll come back to visit, if not to stay." The green eyed girl nodded encouragingly.

Come back to stay when I'm wrinkled and old and Sasori died off...

"That's not the same!" Tenten sniffed. "We we're going to all go to college and graduate and do stupid things we'll regret later and then look back on fondly when we're eighty-eight-"

"-and have kids and watch as my adorable little drama queen falls in love with you and Sasuke's love child, because we all know no matter what you say it's going to happen." Ino pipped in.

"I wanted to see all our weddings." The lavender eyed girl looked sadly down at her twiddling thumbs.

"I want us to see Hinata pass out at the alter." The brunette added. Hinata blushed deeper.

"So don't go!" they all three said in unison, nearly crying already.

"I say it as a suggestion and I get this reaction?" The rosette laughed anxiously. "I'm not going anywhere."

For now that is...

"Ok...if you say so." The blonde slowly laid back in her seat.

The tension was still there, but not as thick as the waitress came and picked up their half eaten meals and brought the check. They all sat collectively thinking, and just watched the inanimate table top. Sakura cleared her throat and picked up the check.

"Here, I got this you hobos."

"No, Sakura it's ok, you barely even ate anything." Hinata quipped. We'll split it, ok?"

"Naw, it's ok." She assured whilst pulling out her wallet. "It's the least I can do for making you guys worry so much here lately."

And for leaving you all when the time comes.

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Sasuke lazily roamed through the racks at the mall, waiting for his obnoxious friend to step out of the dressing room. Naruto insisted he came along so he wouldn't be alone as he shopped. It was plausible, because the blonde boy had horrible fashion sense when it came to anything orange, and they both silently agreed it was a good thing for him to get out of the house. He needed it.

As he looked around at the different suits, his mind drifted to the very person he was trying not to think too much about. He silently wondered how it would have been to take her to prom, what it would have been like to pick her up and see her dazzling smile and her surely breath taking gown. To take her hand and embrace her. But that damned Sasori had to ruin everything. His rough hands fingered the soft silk of the material of several tuxes as he pondered, before he heard a loud groan from an occupied changing room.

"Teme! It's stuck!" The young Uchiha heard the familiar voice of his companion. "It...won't...come...off!"

Sasuke sighed. "What won't come off?"

"The zipper! It's..."

The dark haired male sighed deeply and ran his fingers through his hair, a habit that occurred whenever he was tired or frustrated, and a habit a certain rosette warned would make him bald one day. He didn't listen, so if he did, well...he guesses he should have.

"The zipper is what, dobe?" He called as he pushed his way to the dressing room.

Surprisingly the tux hall was empty except for two other shoppers and a few scattered sales ladies. Everybody else must have gotten their suits in advanced. Sasuke has already personally purchased his, but he wasn't needing it anymore. But it was very much like Naruto to wait last minute.

"The zipper is stuck on my underwear!" The dark eyed man heard a few grunts and cloth tugging before the door swung open, revealing a very exasperated looking blonde. He was shirtless with the dress pants hanging from a odd angle, caught on the front of his underwear. Sasuke looked mortified.

"I can't go to prom with Hinata-chan in jacked up pants! Help me!"

"No way. You're on your own, dobe." He backed away, before his conscious (or rather a very needy Naruto) called him back.

"Please, teme!"

With a groan and a roll of the eyes, he pivoted on the balls of his moving feet and trudged back over. He hesitantly grasped the jammed area of the pants and tugged a bit. "Hn. It really is stuck. Leave it to you to do something so stupid."

"Shut up and frigging help me you bum-sniffer!"

"You shut up, dead last! I am trying to help." He tugged harder, hearing the material of either the boxer shorts or the pants giving way. "But they just won't come off!"

"Get them off!" Naruto cried, wriggling around.

"It's be easier if you weren't moving so much!" Sasuke hissed, yanking steadily on the pants. He once had a fantasy about this, expect it was with a certain green eyed beauty in a Victoria's Secret instead of a loud mouth idiot in a Men's Department Store. How cruel god has been to him lately. First he lost the only woman he'll ever love, and now he's stuck trying to pull dress pants off his whiny best friend. How much worse can ti get?!

A shrill giggle illuminated the tiny facility, and both men stopped all movements as Sasuke turned around cautiously to look, and the blonde looked over his best friend's shoulder.

"Gays now a days. I'm all for their rights and shit, but they get so open with it!" A raven haired girl laughed giddily, pushing a strand of short hair out of her round face. The dark haired male hissed in disapproval. Apparently things could get worse.

"I know, right?! I don't even get all open with my boyfriend like that!" Another female voice sang out, and when the duo flickered their gazes over to the girl's partner in mockery, his heart skipped a beat.

Pink hair...

He stared off into space, agony needling it's way through his thudding heart. Just the sight of pink hair was enough to send him into a sorrow induced coma. It was only when a sharp slap to his cheek brought him back into the real world.

"Ow." he growled, slapping the blonde haired idiot in return.

"Either get to helping, or get your paws off my man meat, teme! I'm tired of the cutesy 'look at that totally gay couple over there!' looks. Hurry it up, will you?"

Sasuke shot a look back at the pink haired lady, noticing now that it was died and he could see her brown roots growing through. Her face was much thinner than the rosette's, and freckled splayed across her nose. Her eyebrows were also thicker and the same brown as her roots, and her body figure was much thinner as well. He shook his head in attempts to rid his plagued thinking.

"Right." He tugged more firmly at the snagged material, and it came loose.

"Would you look at that?" Naruto whistled, standing up and not noticing as the pants fell to pool at his ankles. "Maybe what it needed was more lady-like pulling? Instead of my manly tearing. Good thing I have you around, man-lady!" The blonde patted his friend on the back. "Now please go hand me that awesome black tux with the orange bow-tie, will you?"

"Shut up, dobe! I don't think you should be trying anymore tuxes on. You obviously ruin everything you touch."

"You know," the blue eyed boy started, ignoring the raven haired man's statement, "if I had a dollar for every time we said shut up to each other, I still couldn't afford one of these tuxes! I mean, have you seen the prices on these things?! Is tuxes really necessary for prom? Can't we all just go naked? I would love to see that. On the girls I mean. Seeing Choji naked well...ugh." He shivered, obviously not trying to picture it. "And I mean-"

"Dobe! Quit babbling!" Sasuke pinched the bridge of his nose. "You're making me have a headache."

"Whatever, teme." Naruto stuck out his tongue childishly, and reached for another tux anyways.

"Sometimes I wonder how we're friends." The young Uchiha grumbled lowly, though he was secretly grateful for Naruto keeping his mind off Sakura. The past few weeks or so have been absolute hell for him, and the blonde knows that. They both do.

"Anyways," Naruto called from the small closet-sized room, a few grunts scattered through his speech. "You don't have to come to prom, we both know you probably won't," The cobalt eyed male winced, another numb strike to his emotions, "but you should come to Neji's after party. It's supposed to be pretty bad ass."

"I don't know." He sighed, reaching for the orange handkerchief Naruto picked out for his tux. Even though it didn't match Hinata's dress, at least he didn't go with the all orange suit they have in the display case in the back. It took almost all of Sasuke to wrestle him out of the orange bow tie idea a few minutes ago.

"Aw, come on, man! It'll be pretty sweet, I promise!" The dressing room door swung open excitedly, revealing a grinning blue eyed moron. "Besides, I think we seriously need to get you drunk."

"I don't need to get drunk!" Sasuke snapped after he nodded his head of approval. "Although I have the brain cells to spare, unlike you, who does not."

"Quit being such a downer. Always gotta ruin my life!" Naruto brushed past his best friend to access a mirror. He tweaked the bow tie a few times, before happy with the results. "I found the tux! Now to go drain what's left of my money!"

"You sound too enthusiastic about that." Sasuke smirked.

"I know. My happiness hides the pain." Naruto nodded as he waked back towards the dressing rooms to take off the suit and make his purchase. "I'm hungry, want to go to the diner down the street?"

"Why not?" Sasuke called, leaning up against the wall and avoiding the flirtatious looks that were sent his way.

He supposed he could catch a bite to eat.

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Laughing at another one of Tenten's come backs to Ino's useless chatter, the girls pushed open the door to the diner and was met with a burst of cool air. All but Hinata, who ran into a solid, warm chest. As she stammered an apology, her blush broke out into a tiny smile at the face of her boyfriend.

"N-Naruto-kun!" she cried, but didn't lean off him.
"Hinata-chan!" he greeted in return, pulling her to his side. "What are you doing here?"

"We just ate and were talking about where to get our hair done." The blushing Hyuga girl answered.

"Sounds fun, teme and I were just..." Naruto stopped, as did everybody else. They glanced nervously as the pain stricken faces of Sasuke and Sakura were glued to one another. Ino coughed.

"Sakura, I think I want some ice cream, my treat. Anybody else wanna come?" she tensed, and everybody silently understood. "You ok to walk home, or do you want to come..?"

"I'm fine. I'll walk home." The rosette grazed her best friend with a quick look before her eyes adverted back to the raven haired Uchiha's.

"Teme, you-"

"I'm fine." he answered concisely, mimicking Sakura's movements.

"Ok..." Ino and Naruto whistled in unison. The blonde boy took his girlfriend by the hand and turned towards the blue eyed girl's car, along with Tenten. Sasuke and Sakura continued to stare longingly for what seemed like hours, before Sakura cleared her throat.

"I think Sasori is planning something for prom." she cracked.

"I know." he nodded, setting his lips in a straight line.

Another shorter silence. She dipped her pink head low, her voice almost a whisper."I can't talk long. I don't know who's listening, or who's watching. Things are still sticky and-"

"I get it." The dark eyed male cut her off, kicking at a pebble. It started to slowly rip at her bruised heart once more.

"I miss you." she griped, her voice so defeated and tired and heartbroken that Sasuke glanced up to give her a look of reassurance.

"I love you." he spoke softly, in a hushed tone.

The green eyed girl watched his expression hopefully. "I love you."

The young Uchiha looked conflicted, and the familiar look in his eyes told her what he was about to do. He stepped cautiously forward, as if at any moment the entire world was going to end, and he reached out and smoothed a hand down her hair. Sparks of nostalgia and want rocked down her body, and all she could think about was how much she missed and wanted the man in front of her.

As he attempted to pull her closer, a faint rustle of leaves in the distance sent Sasuke's spine straighter, and he continued to walk into the diner, completely brushing past Sakura. She stood in numb shock, a familiar wave of nausea crashing over her. She knew what they were about to do was wrong, even if it was going to be a simple embrace. He knew it as well. They were about to be selfish and steal a moment together that they couldn't afford, that they're friends couldn't afford.

She continued to walk forward, ignoring the strange looks of people passing by her. She cupped a hand over her mouth, trying her best to hold in her tears until she got home. The rosette rushed by the various blocks, each containing staring people and warm houses. Hopefully nobody would be home as usual, and she could run upstairs into her room and lay in bed without being questioned. She was tired of being so sad and hurt all the time. Her parents constantly worried when she would cry, not they're even more worried now that she virtually doesn't cry at all. She was tired of coming up with excuses and hiding behind a smile.

Of course, she had no such luck. When she entered the park, the villain of her horrid story was seated in the all familiar bench. Sasori lazily looked up, smiling. Oh how she wanted to punch that smile off his face. Instead, she does the more logical and safe thing by sitting next to him.

"What do you want this time?" she gritted her teeth, pulling at her shirt hem.

"What's with the hostile greetings, Sakura?" The crimson haired male turned to her. "I was just sitting here, minding my own business whilst you walked by and sat down next to me. So, by logic, I should be asking you that question. Besides, how was I to know you'd come by the park on your way home?"

"Because you're a stalker like that." The pink haired beauty huffed, blowing a piece of bubblegum hair out of her eyes. "You always were, always are, and always will be."

The gray eyed man chuckled darkly, leaning forward. "I'm not a stalker. You're just really easy to read."

"Am I now? How did you know I'd be out of the house?"

He shrugged, smirking at her escalating expression. "Just a feeling."

"You know what, Sasori?" She stood, nearly flying to her feet. "I'm going to go home and take a looong bath. Try to work on not being such a creeper and popping up whenever somebody least wants you around, if they ever want you around at all. Goodnight."

His booming laughter had her spinning back on her heels to face him. He leaned farther back into the bench, raising his arms to rest on the back of the wooden seat. "You amuse me."

"Really? I'm not very amused right now."

He cocked his head to the side. "I bet my money that you aren't as stupid as you try to make yourself seem."

"Excuse me?" The green eyed girl placed a hand on her hip in annoyance.

"You see, rudeness and brashness is a sign of ignorance, really."

"Are you saying I'm ignorant?"

"No, I'm saying you're acting ignorant in an attempt to keep your suspicions of me under the wraps. Make me think that you're just going along with everything with no secret alternatives. I'm not a stupid man, Sakura. And I know you're not a stupid woman."

Panic bubbled deep within her chest. Does he know of her plan to snoop around his plans? "You think I'm suspicious of you?"

"You'd be an idiot not to be."

"Touche." The rosette raised her chin slightly up, showing off her facade of fearlessness.

This is really bad.

"You're not seeing Uchiha behind my back or anything, are you?"

"Absolutely not. You may think I'm acting ignorant, but I am not stupid enough to risk that. You should know."

"I should, but I don't, really." Sasori stood, pushing back his jacket (which he didn't really need, considering how warm it was that evening) and stuffing his hands inside his pockets. "Be ready Friday night at six, I'll swing by and pick you up. Sorry, but it probably won't be a limo."

"Why are you going again?!" She groaned, slapping a hand against her face dramatically and raking it down.

"It would be weird not to go, wouldn't it? Who would want to miss such an amazing night?" A glint in his eyes sent a shiver down her spine. "Besides, if you went alone I wouldn't trust you."

"Why? We both know Sasuke isn't going."

"Anything can happen. Be ready." With that and a weak, informal salute he was off.

Sakura began to trudge home in a daze, her mind reeling. He always sent her into interrogator mode, worrying her to no end when he gives subtle hints like that. Her facade wasn't working, and that made it worse. She supposed that was why he was acting like that. He knew she was picking and prying secretly in her mind, he knew she was suspicious of Friday. Now the question was whether he was screwing with her because of that, or if he was really up to something.

Opening the door to her house tiredly, she flung herself on the couch after locking the wooden plank behind her, as she does out of habit. She slung a hand around her droopy eyes, but her thoughts were racing. What could he possibly be planning during prom? With all those people? People meant witnesses. And he couldn't possibly know about Neji's after party, which the green eyed beauty wasn't even going to go to for the sake of her friends and their comfort. It's bad enough she has to have them suffer through it during the actual dance.

With a sigh and a roll, she reached over and switched on the television. The rosette set it on a random infomercial channel so she didn't have to sit through chilling silence, but her thoughts still ran as wild as they come. She didn't even bother bringing up the topic about moving to Suna again, because in the recesses of her mind she feels that if she doesn't talk about it, the topic would go away. And every time she thought of it, she would feel a bit of her frost over. She wishes to never even speak of it again.

And seeing Sasuke that night had nearly killed her. It gets harder and harder every time, especially with the dark cloud of prom lurking over her head. It's hard to breath and function without him. The only thing keeping her going is the thoughts of Sasori leaving one day, and they both finding a way back to each other.

With another deep breath and the intention of sleep, she rolled over and folded herself into the stale couch cushion, feeling the familiar cursed springs digging into her sides.

Yeah right, Sakura... she snorted, Easier said than done...

A/N: Hey you guys! Sorry for the long intro A/N, but many people don't read them, and I put the important stuff up there so it can be BAM in your face! Thanks again for all who stuck with me in my time of need, and know that I have read everybody's reviews and loved them all! :)

Thanks for the support! Oh, and I added a little comic relief in this chapter because it's gone all soap opera-y on me, and the comic helps me get back into the mojo of writing.

Oh, and HEADS UP, there's only going to be one to two or three chapters left! So SAD! I'm actually kinda sad... This is honestly the longest thing I have ever written and committed to ALREADY!~ I am proud of myself, but it's you guys who need the thanking! I love everybody, and thank you for helping me achieve this goal already in my life! And after the next few chapters, this will be my first FINISHED story that isn't a short story, and kinda like a novel almost.

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~Dayonight7

P.S. The title of this chapter is the wonderful song 'Easy'-Rascal Flatts ft. Natasha Bedingfeild. It fits this chapter nicely.