Here, my dear friends, is another story. I hope you enjoy it. I've been sad today because I lost my outline for Friends Forever but hopefully I'll find it tomorrow at my mom's house.

Warning: This story may change to be M-rated because of future chapters. If your not okay with that then click the back button at the top of your screen. Or the X if you found this story from a C2. That's where I get all of my fanfics. D Also, it takes place at the beginning of chapter 363. So, if your not that far or you hate the manga-storyline being changed, once again, turn back.

However, if you enjoy M-rated stories and you don't give a damn about the current storyline then come on in and read! We're happy to have you! Oh, and I don't own Naruto.

The Fifth Member

Chapter One

She ran. She ran faster than she had ever run before because she had seen Sasuke. He'd been there, in the sky, falling. And then, he was gone, along with a large purple-colored snake. Gone, again.

But she could feel him. It was an unusual, brand new feeling that she'd never known to exist. But it was there. And she could feel it perfectly well. So she ran faster, towards the man that she loved.

For a brief moment, she lost him. She couldn't feel him at all. But then, he was back again, in front of her eyes. Sitting with a man she didn't know who had white hair and a fanged grin. Who was he? Was he part of a replacement for Team 7? And then the others came.

There was a woman. She had choppy red hair and glasses. Sakura thought that this girl was very pretty, much prettier than she could ever be. She must be Sasuke's girlfriend...and a pang of sadness hit the pink-haired girl's heart. 'Probably much stronger than I could be too. Right, Sasuke-kun?'

And there was a man. He was, to put it bluntly, huge. Not huge in a Chouji type of way, just incredibly tall. Sakura almost laughed, but found that another moment of sadness had come into view.

The new man and woman were joining in the conversation now. They were...worried? 'They know nothing about worrying' she thought, before regretting it. These people were Sasuke's new team; Sasuke trusted them. Liked them? Hard to tell when dealing with the stoic Uchiha, but trust was a big thing with Sasuke. So they must be, at least, okay.

Sakura walked closer after this contemplation. She wanted to Sasuke close up. She wanted to be right there with him, held in his arms, breathing his air, kissing his lips, combing her fingers through his hair-

But she settled for hiding about 20 feet away. How pathetic.

She took the time out of her musings, to take note that Sasuke was being even less talkative than usual. She knew Sasuke, that would never change, and he had that look. He knew someone was there, he knew that the someone was her, and he was contemplating what he would do with her.

Might as well make herself known to the others. She wasn't worried now. If Sasuke wanted her dead, she'd be killed. If Sasuke didn't want her dead, and they tried to kill her, he would stop them. Sakura knew this because it was, by now, completely obvious that Sasuke was their leader.

"Be strong, Sakura," she whispered to herself, before calmly stepping out of her hiding place. Only the large orange-headed man took notice. The other two were locked in a verbal fight with a few punches thrown by the female. Sasuke simply moved his eyes slowly in her direction.

She was a meer five feet away now. The others had noticed. And no one moved. With a possible death hanging over her head, Sakura couldn't help but think about how akquard this moment was.

The redhead, Karin (as she'd learnt names by now), was staring at the ground in embarrassment. She probably hadn't expected her fight with her...boyfriend? to be witnessed by someone other than her team. Beneath her left foot lie Suigetsu. He was, unlike the others, moving a bit. He was looking back and forth between Sakura and Sasuke, as if silently asking whether or not he could kill her. Juugo did the same, although much less obviously.

Sasuke was the only one who held her gaze. The man just wouldn't look away. The 12-year-old Sakura would have blushed. The 15-year-old Sakura...also blushed. This was not expected. And she was not going to be the first to talk.

"Umm...hey, Sasuke-kun..." Okay, so maybe she was. But someone had to break the silence and Naruto wasn't here right now. Sakura's heart beat faster.

Sasuke was standing up. Was that bad? Her blush grew redder.

"Sakura..."