There are many people in this world. Many who are strong when they first come out into this wretched existence.
I'm not one of them.
But if you think that you can take everything I've worked toward, with your presence and your words,
I will end yo...
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Chapter Title: Look What the Cat Dragged In
Sakura made it to Konoha in seconds.
It was simple, really. The only annoying part was waiting for the rest of her team.
Rolling her eyes, she stepped through the gates and strode past the guards, heading for the Torture and Interrogation Building.
"Oh hey Sakura." Kotetsu hummed.
...
A pause.
"Wait, is that Kisame Hoshigaki!?" Izumo and Kotetsu scrambled out of their seats to watch her walk by, the Monster of the Mist slung over her shoulder.
"What the fuck!" Izumo shrieked.
"Well it is Sakura.." Kotetsu grinned, scratching the back of his head.
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Much later, as Izumo was dozing off and Kotetsu was flicking grapes at his eye, the rest of them showed up.
"What happened to him?" Kotetsu jerked his head towards Sasuke's unconscious body.
"Sakura."
Kotetsu nodded understandingly.
"You're not going to ask about the half-dead Akatsuki?" Ino asked, giving him an incredulous look.
Kotetsu shrugged. "I know it's Sakura. No offense, but you guys can't beat any of the Akatsuki members. Sakura killed one when she was like, 14."
Ino blanked, having forgotten that.
Naruto grimaced as Kiba's voice rang out as he murmured to himself.
"Seriously, I need to talk to Shino later. He better have gotten the job at the Academy or else he skipped out on so much shit." He grumbled to himself, thinking of his old teammate.
"So where should we put them?" Naruto asked, looking around wildly, as if they were to just shove them in a hole in the ground.
Kotetsu sighed. "You really haven't done an assassination before? Makes sense, since you've always been away from the village. Almost as much as Sasuke, actually." He wondered aloud, smoothly straying from the topic.
The boy flinched.
Izumo nodded. "Training with Jiraya out of the village for a couple of years, running after Sasuke, fighting Sasuke, tracking Sasuke, running after Sasuke again,"
Kotetsu grinned. "Your whole life practically revolves around the last Uchiha! Even when you were in the village, all you would rave about was 'Sasuke-teme, my rival!' Or 'I'm bringing Sasuke-teme back!'"
