Mysterious Found

By: Unknownred ©

A/N: I do not own Naruto.

It rained until sunset, and she was still there. Waiting, her eyes traveled about her surroundings, searching for him. Her mouth was form in a thin line, a frown shown on her face. Her eyes had downcast after the seventh time; her doubts increasing every second followed.

'He's not coming.' She thought, 'Why should he? He never keeps his promises.'

She waited for another hour, a little hope poking inside her chest and she knew after six years of following your heart, it can lead to no good. She knew that and yet, she thought maybe, just maybe… it'll lead to something good.

'We've been together for so long and why now, are we distant? I know we're falling apart, but since when did that happened? Did I do something wrong to make it this way?'

It was getting dark, the red skies diverting to a sea of dark blue. The moon was already out, illuminating the high towers that stood in the cities, the walk way in the park given where she was seated on a bench, waiting hopelessly.

She waited a bit before getting up, brushing the crinkles from her dress and stretched before walking off towards home. She headed out the park, only pausing once to look back, making sure he wasn't there or else she might've changed her mind. She continued walking, crossing the street without looking; the streets were vacant for the night, no cars driven, only the soft breeze that made her shiver with sadness.

She shuffled off towards town, her eyes fixed beyond and towards the big city. The lights sparkling with night clubs or offices still working at night, fast food stations still open for business, maybe even teenagers like her, going off on a date or maybe hanging out with friends and just having fun. She didn't have that…really.

Walking down the road that she and her boyfriend never walks down through, she spotted someone very familiar strolling down the sidewalk, a girl she hardly even knew— hands linked with his as they smiled under the moonlight, their faces inching closer. She stood there frozen to the spot, her breathing hitched, and her eyes dull with regret. How could he?

With a forceful jerk back, she stumbled back and carried on with her way home, not noticing someone watching her.

'Am I that boring to be around with.' She thought to herself, memories of them together revolving in her mind as she tried to push them away. She grabbed for her chest, and whispered, "After all the things we've been through… I knew it was too good to be true.'

She didn't have an umbrella with her, all this time. She has been waiting under a huge tree in the park she'd grown to play in while growing up. Her hair was drenched as it pasted her face, her eyes dimmed in shallow, and her body almost shivering from the cold. The rain had stopped earlier, and even drizzled a bit. She didn't think it would come to this… Him cheating on her, since when did he announce that they were over? Oh yeah, leaving her in the dust is such a big hint!

She frankly didn't care at this point, she was over him for quite some time now… but she didn't bring herself to allow the thought to overcome her. Maybe the same thoughts registered to her now ex-boyfriend whom seems to have fond over that said girl from before. She trudged slowly back the way she came from, opposite from her home and went the straight for the city. It was eight miles to get there but the girl didn't care, she was free from being owned and she just wanted, needed something to distract her.

Walking about four miles, the girl didn't stop for a breather. She just kept her chin up and eyes forward, trained on the city lights. They were so beautiful at night, she had always looked out her balcony, day dreaming about the future— how nice it would be to live there someday. She didn't expect anyone to notice her since especially her ex didn't seem to either at the time they were dating. A couple of beat up cars slowed to a stop, rolling down their windows, a couple of drunkard men either shouted at her with unkind comments or tried asking her for a ride.

But she knew better. She had learned this when she was quite young, in school, from her parents, from her ex (although she probably would have guess that's how he hooked up with that girl). Gosh! She should really stop thinking about him, she's over him…but it still hurt to see what she saw. She wished she hadn't but then she wouldn't have known it was already over. She wished she never dated him, she wished she never took that stupid bet, she wished…oh, how she wished she couldn't wish at all… wishes were nothing but regrets in the end… she never wants to wish again… Never.

'Two more miles to go!' the sign planted in the ground stated. The girl paused, only realizing that the rain had stopped and the moon was hidden from some trees that she couldn't see where she was walking. She waited for a while for the moon to clear out but it seemed useless and she started to walk once again. She didn't think of the time before, not asking for a time from when the men stopped to greet her. She mentally slapped herself for not thinking other. She couldn't tell the time from the moon and the sun could be hours away till morning.

Suddenly out of no where, two beams of light rid on the street behind her. The girl paused, turning around to see a car coming straight for her. She shielded her eyes and jumped to the side, falling to the gravel with a gruff.

Stupid car! She heard the car pass her with a zoom and then screeched to a stop and reversed its wheel back to where she landed, spraying a bit of wet dirt near her. She looked up and glared at the car. In the dark, she could rarely see the color for it was a dark hue color and even with the beams on, it almost looked black but she wasn't sure, even to make a report to the police.

The driver's door opened and out stepped a tall person, only maybe a five inches taller. The lights in his car turned on, dim. She could see the car seats were a light brown of leather, and low tone of music was playing. The said person walked around his car towards her and offered his hand.

"Are you okay?" He asked his voice softly audible.

The girl looked up at him and saw his features were a bit clearer now. His hair was sleeked back forming a spike stand, almost like a…well she didn't want to go there. He probably is one though. She didn't know. His skin was a bit pale, maybe from the moon light that has happened to join them. His height had bothered her a bit, for he was a stranger and he could be some rapist trying to lure her in his car so he can drive her to his house and do something to her. No chance!

"I'm fine!" She snapped her voice hoarse as if she cried all night. She snapped her mouth shut but didn't apologize.

The guy didn't say anything back and only looked back to his car and back to the girl. "I didn't mean to almost drive you over with my car. Do you need a ride somewhere as an apology?"

It was a generous offer for the girl but she knew what she stands for. Fresh meat! Like that one commercial on TV, "GO MEAT!" Yeah, real swell.

She glared at him, "No thank you!"

His eyes didn't waver as he looked down at her. "Fine, suit yourself."

"Obviously, I don't "need" your help!" She said, walking around him and went to the middle of the road, "If you please just run me over with your car, everything will be fine for the both of us."

He followed as he saw the scene before him and raised a brow in amusement. "I rather not be sentenced to jail again."

Again?

He saw the look on her face, bewilderment cast over her features and she turned her face towards the city, just an hour away from now. "Well your joke earlier could cause someone else's life."

Oh, he was just joking… That's a relief.

She bit her lip and looked back at him, her hand trembling, not from the cold but from what she was thinking. She was actually reconsidering his offer, his apology! She swallowed what should she do!

He walked towards her, making her frozen to the spot. He went around and towards the driver side, opening his car and got in. He revved the car but didn't put it in drive. He waited.

He's waiting for me to get out of the way. She stood there, almost unnerved, not afraid to die if he really did put it in drive. Her eyes followed into the wind shield, into his raven eyes. His hands on the wheel, ten and two, safety goes as followed. She shook her head and turn away, walking to the side of the street.

She continued on, not looking at the car that followed her from behind, just in case she changed her mind. This kept up for ten minutes until the girl got tired of being followed. She stopped and swiftly turned around to the car as it stopped.

"What? What do you want?" She glared at the guy inside the car, "Stop following me!"

A honk blared from the said car, making her glare narrower. She growled lowly and turned around and kept walking. As if her command had sunk into his mind, he drove past her, driving down the highway, and curved the corner and out of sight, leaving her in the depths of the dark. She sighed, almost half regretting wanting his help, after his car provided light for her to walk. Her feet were killing her from walking so much, seven miles, was it? She trailed ahead, following after the car. Ironic, huh?

After curving around the freeway, she stopped midway in step and gasped, wide eye as she saw the same beam of lights from earlier. She slowly walked off towards the car, thinking how strange it was for the guy to stop and wait for her. What's his problem? Does he really feel bad for almost running me over? She stopped walking once again when she reached the passenger side. The window automatically scrolled down, revealing a trademark of the said man's face.

"Oh," She gritted, "Wipe that smirk off your face! What do you want?"

"Your decision." He said.

She deepened the glare, "Why? I told you to get lost, so why do you keep on stalling?"

"It takes a person to give up walking after how many miles to get to the city?" He said, giving off that smirk again. "Hop in; I'll drive you as an apology."

She didn't budge. She leaned into the car, her arm resting on the rail of the window, "Is this how you pick up girls?"

His face gave off an amuse chuckle. "You're funny."

She rolled her eyes and backed away, "It's alright. If I walked seven miles, I'm pretty sure I can adjust one more mile into my schedule."

"You have a schedule?" He leaned towards the passenger door, and opened the door for her to get it. "At this time of night? I doubt being a vampire is one of them."

"I'm either a nightwalker who likes walking or a girl who's on the edge of being pissed off by a stranger, I suggest you leave me alone and go on with your business." She spat, spit flying from her mouth.

"Do you always speak so harshly to a person whom happens to give out a helping hand?" He asks, quite entertain from her retorts.

"Do you always pest strangers you don't even know?" She shot back.

"I have reasons."

"So do I."

"Well, truth is, I don't like owing people." He said, pushing the door open wider, her full view shown from the top light.

"Look, you didn't kill me, so why do you keep on insisting?" She said, lowering her eyes.

"I'm doing you a favor, just take advantage of it, okay?" He said, leaning back into his seat, one hand on the wheel and the other on the stick.

"Fine," She sighed, "But on one condition."

"Hn." He nodded, smirking again.

"Do not even think of touching me!" She said, after they drove off.

"What's your name?" He asked.

"Isn't it polite for the first person who asks introduces their name?" She said, scoffing. She rolled her eyes as if he was stupid. He probably is.

"Sasuke. What's yours?"

She snorted, "And why should I tell you?"

"It's polite to reply back to the person who asks for your name." He spoke softly, keeping his eyes on the road, in the front mirror and also, glancing at her from the side, "And besides you never said I couldn't talk to you."

She muttered under her breath, and shot a glance at him. "Sakura."

"Mm, unique name." He nodded off, and turned his attention back to the road, reaching their destination— the city. Ever since they entered the city, it was a quiet ride and Sakura enjoyed every minute of it. She looked out the window, fascinated for it was her first time in it and that the blaring lights flashed as they passed by. There were a lot of people that passed in a blur as they drove on, zigzagging their way through traffic and kept on going to who knows where. I guess I can go easy on him now, he is a good driver, safety and all and he hasn't gone off on his promise about not touching me and he did drive me, but where the heck are we going?

Sakura leaned back into the leather seat, feeling ever so comfortable in days, her head nodding off to the soft music as Sasuke drove on to his destination. Her eyes felt heavy for staring so long at the lights, almost feeling the rays of light hitting her mind system to shut down for the night. But she can't, not while she was in a stranger's car. But I'm so tired. Stupid Sakura, you could have already been home three hours ago and asleep in your warm bed! But no! Your stupid emotions got the better of you and you had to walk all that way to the city!

"Hey, we're here." He broke her train of thoughts and shut off the car, and opening his door. Sakura's eyes blinked open, almost squinting as the big sign above the building blared in her face. What does it say? Rigolette? What's that supposed to mean? She unbuckled her seat belt and opened the passenger door, getting out she crossed over to Sasuke just in case there was a thief planning their way to get her… I don't have my purse… crap! Did I leave it on that bench? Did I drop it when I saw…? Did I drop it when Sasuke almost ran me over with his car? Oh man, please let me have left it at home, please!

"Password."

They were now standing in front of a double iron door, placed on the side of the building, nearing an alley. A couple of bystanders were there, smoking and drinking off their night away. Sakura settled her eyes at the door and a pair of eyes looking from Sasuke to her.

"Who's she?" He asked his tone gruff and hardened.

"A friend." Friend? Since when?

"Since when do you have friends?" The doorkeeper snorted in mockery, shaking his head as he narrowed his eyes at Sakura giving her a head to toe look over, noting that she had pink hair but kept it to his self. "You got yourself a pretty exotic patient on your hands."

"Excuse me, I'm standing right here, I can hear you." Sakura glared, "Please, by just looking at you, you're worst than exotic."

Sasuke rolled his eyes and shifted his footing, leaning on one hip out of boredom. "Crayon, can we come in now?"

The said man behind the doors chucked, "I like this one." And opened the door for them to go through, "Keep an eye out for her; she's bound to attract trouble."

"Amen to that." Sakura muttered under her breath, but both men heard it and looked at each other than back at her. "Let's go already."

"Do you even know where you're going? Or what this place is, miss?" Crayon asked, clearly amused with Sakura's attitude.

"Nope, but this guy right here drove me here for some unknown reason." Sakura shot a glare at Sasuke. "So since we're here, don't waste my time with your useless chatter."

"You didn't give me a destination, so I chose one for you." He shrugged and walked past her, nodding her to follow him.

Crayon watched as the two teens walked down the hall and out of sight, bickering like an old couple. He laughed aloud when he was left alone.

While Sakura was following Sasuke from behind, they had walked past a couple of drunken teens either making out on the walls and floors, or smoking pot in publicity. They didn't care obviously, but Sakura did. She walked closer to Sasuke, not noticing that Sasuke had turned a corner to open the door to the bachelor party from within and Sakura bumping into a big block in front of her.

"Whoa there," A big, muscled guy about the age of twenty looked down at the said girl and quirked a grin at her, "Hey pretty girl, I think you owe me an apology."

Sakura opened her mouth to speak but he once again cut her off.

"Or," He exaggerated on the word, "Instead, you can blow me as an apology!"

Sakura eyes widened as he grabbed for her arm, squeezing it with his strength and only made her squeak with fright. She stepped back, turning, trying to pull her arm free and bumped into a chest that belonged no other than Sasuke.

"Excuse me, she's mine for tonight!" He spoke harshly, glaring at the guy whom seemed to frighten to back away, "So piss off!"

Sasuke gently pulled Sakura into his embrace and trudged off towards the corner he turned at, entering the party room. Before they entered, he whispered is she was okay and her replying with a slow nod. After they had entered the party room, suddenly the loud noises of whoops, loud music and dancing seemed to creep through Sakura's ears, making her realize they were in a club. He led her to the bar stand and sat her down on a stool, ordering her a glass of water and himself, a shot.

She gulped down the water as it went through her system, waking her up from the recent confliction. "I am trouble." She half whispered to herself but it was audible for Sasuke to hear.

"Rough day?" He asked.

She didn't answer right away as he ordered another glass. "You can say that."

"Hm," He nodded, reaching for the glass and tilted it back and forth, watching the liquid wave up and down, circled, "How bad?"

Sakura eyes lowered on the table, her hands flexed into a fist as she remembered earlier when it was raining and she just happened to be standing across from them as they smiled up at each other, like they used to do to each other, and leaned in for a good night, likewise. She didn't know Sasuke was watching her so intently, her emotions written across her face as her face changed from sadness to angry, from regretful to emotionless. It wasn't hard for Sasuke to know that Sakura had indeed, had a bad day. But it always helped to talk about it. Especially to a stranger whom you've never met, that way it'd be easier than having a close friend. That can lead to trouble. That's why he decided to break all ties with his friends a long time ago; leaving the place they lived in and moved back to his hometown.

It seems both of the said teens have problems of their own. Sakura had enough of thinking of her ex; she shouldn't have been thinking about him! She should have forgotten him over three hours ago! Over eight miles of walking to the city! It was his entire fault! She slammed her fist on the bar table, snapping a few heads their way but returning back to their occupation. She swiftly grabbed Sasuke's glass and gulped it without a care in the world, "Stupid people can't mind their own business!"

Sasuke raised a brow and ordered two glasses, "You want to talk about it?"

Sakura glared at her fist then up at Sasuke then back at her fists. "Don't look at me if I cry!"

"Why not?"

"Do you cry?" She snapped, her voice rising above a whisper.

"Sometimes, I admit." He replied, shrugging, "It depends on what situation I'm in."

"You look ugly when you cry; I can't stand being around you when you cry." He said, returning his attention to his magazine.

Sakura stood there, in the doorway, her lip trembling at his insult.

"Maybe that's why…" She whispered again, and eyed the tempting glass. I shouldn't even be drinking.

"Sai, are you ready to go?" Sakura called from the loft, she was dressed into a white summer dress, pink flower petals printed across her waist. It was his favorite dress that he made her wear.

She walked over to his room, knocking on the door. He didn't open it. She wondered if he wasn't home. "Sai?"

A giggle was audible inside the room. Sakura's brow rose in curiosity as she placed an ear to his door and heard him laugh in response. She knocked on the door once again and opened it a crack, calling out his name.

"Sakura?" He spoke, his laughter ceasing as he watched her enter his room. His eyes met hers, but this time it was filled with boredom.

"Who were you talking to?" She couldn't help asking and looked from him and to his laptop on his lap.

"Just a friend from my hometown." He spoke adding no emotion into his words.

"Just a friend my boot!" Sakura glared at the glass and took a swig of it.

"But we made reservations! We can't be late." Sakura urged him on the phone.

"We can postpone it until another time, Sakura." He said through the phone, his loud sigh being overly loud in the ear piece and along with it, two giggles.

"Who's that behind you?"

"Who's what?" Sai asked, "Oh, that's my friend and his sister. They came by for a visit."

"I thought you said you were at the airport?"

"Come on Sakura, quit getting into my business. I have to go. Bye." And he hung up just like that.

"Maybe that's why…" She muttered, feeling hot tears flowing down her face, "I just don't understand what I did for him to cheat on me like that!"

"Oh, so your ex cheated on you?" Sasuke, unknowingly sat there all that time watching Sakura as she remembered each memory of her and her ex. She nodded.

"We've been together for six years… and he didn't have the courtesy to tell me it was over between us. Instead, I waited all night for him to show up for our date… and you know what I found out?" She brushed a tear from her cheek, and turned to two Sasuke's.

"What?"

"I was walking the path where we never walked home on and on that road, in front of me, stood Sai and some girl smiling at each other and kissing." She swallowed, glaring at him. "I guess you wouldn't know how that feels."

"I've heard a lot from different people, I think I can relate by learning from others." He said, tilting his head.

She swayed in her seat and gripped the bar, her knuckles whitening, and not letting go.

"You know…" She inhaled a breath before letting it out, "I stopped liking him three years ago and yet I had convinced myself it wouldn't hurt to be by his side for another, freaking three years!"

His eyes traveled from her grip on the bar to her eyes which were filled with new hot tears.

"I don't even know why I'm crying over him!"

"Sometimes," Sasuke began, turning his full body towards Sakura, "when you bottle things up for so long, you just have to let it go."

Tears dropped one by one, falling on her already red cheeks, staining them with new tear stains as they slid off her chin and onto her lap. "I thought I told you not to look at me when I cry!"

"What's so wrong about crying?" He asked, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a handkerchief.

Everything. "I'm ugly when I cry."

"Who says?" Sakura didn't answer as she took the handkerchief and wiped her face, muffling her sniffles, "Who cares what he says, not everyone thinks that way."

"Do you think that?"

"No." He responded, his voice sincere, "I think it's natural."

She laughed, "For a complete stranger, you really know how to cheer someone up!"

"Takes practice." He nodded, giving her a small smile.

"Thank you." She muttered, giving back his handkerchief. He didn't grab for it but pushed her hand back, "Keep it; I know you'll need it more than me."

"Oh, but really you should take it." Sakura reached forward and stuffed the cloth into his jacket flap, "I, too, don't like owing people."

"That was the payment for the drinks but in that case, are you willing to pay?" He grinned, showing off his pearl teeth.

She laughed again, loudly this time, "You're kidding me, I'm drunk, man. I got no money on me; it's probably already stolen or eaten by some wolf from where you almost hit me!"

"We don't have wolves here, we have deers'."

"Pish posh!" She snorted, "You really think I pay attention to wildlife when there are so many waiting in line?"

"Well if you're not going to pay, at least have one dance with me?" He stood up, brushing the wrinkles off his clothes and offered a hand to Sakura whom only looked at the hand and slowly but hesitantly placed hers in his.

"Don't blame me if I step on you." She muttered, heeding after him so closely.

It was packed on the dance floor, the flooring was disheveled and everyone seemed to spin. The music was loud and was hurting Sakura's ears but she didn't care, she wanted to dance for some reason.

"I understand that you're drunk."

"Not that drunk." She noted, holding up a finger, "No, I'm a great dancer…" Sasuke's arms wrapped around Sakura's waist as her arms wrapped around his neck, bringing her closer towards him as he supported her weight.

"Then you'll have no problem stepping on me." He chuckled as her voice slurred and she slumped onto his chest.

"Except when I'm drunk…" She held onto him as the next song changed into a slow and medium beat, making her bop her head softly.

"Then I'll dodge your every attempt." He said, swaying to the said music. Their bodies carelessly dodged drunkards and pushovers as they swiveled past and around other dancers, moving to their own type of beat.

In that moment, in Sakura's mind as she drifted off, all that she was thinking, revolved, 'I forgot to ask for the time?'