• A/N:ummz sorry for any of you that didn’t like how I used the idea from the other story in my chapter, I guess it was too alike. BUT..that was the only idea I used as I explained earlier. None of these next chapters will have anything to do with the the story, cuz I already said that it was and idea to get me started. SO yea haha. mrgreen

    Hopefully i updated better than i did before XD.

    Enjoy!

    Behind The Smile

    Chapter 10: Mission: Reconnaissance

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    The moon had begun it’s retreat from the sky, and the sun was slowly peaking over the horizon- its first rays shining past the openings in the forest trees, lighting up the earth in their wake. Droplets of water still slowly trickled from the leaves of plants and trees, causing them to glisten in the morning light, hang even lower towards the ground.

    There was a small stream traveling in the direction of a small abandoned cabin, located in a small opening from the huddled bunches of trees; there were wild flowers located all over the clearing, in perfect places as to decorate and add a sort of life to the place, naturally.

    Uchiha Sasuke didn't glance at the kunochi in his arms, not once, as he casually made his way closer to the cabin.

    Sakura, you're heavy

    A distant memory it was, and from which of the two if came from, was unknown. Eithery way, it didn't seem that way now, the way he effortlessly carried her the long distance they had traveled, calm, unbothered. Her weight did not impede his speed, falter his rhythmatic steps.

    He didn't pause as he reached the cabin door; a swift push by his foot nudged the door open, it's movement sounding a large, discernable croak. Inside the cabin was much darker than the begging morning rays, the undraped curtains blocked out most of the light; though, Sasuke made his way around the darkness of the cabin without hesitation, and as if he knew the layout, traveled in one direction, as if sight and memory took him to his desination.

    He stood over a barely noticeable futon, he had gently placed Sakura onto it, supporting her head until it rested on the pillow. Even in the darkness his obsidian gaze flashed as he looked to the reopened wound vacating her abdomen, one he recognized well.

    ..ooo000ooo000ooo..

    Tsunade's blond hair fell from around her face as she lifted her head from the huge stack of papers they had been buried into; she put her writing utensil down on her desk, calmly folding her hands as the light knocking sounded her office door.

    “Hokage-sama the shinobi you asked for are here, should I let them in?”

    “Yes, please.” Tsunade answered, her voice some strained from exhaustion and worry it seemed. She had began straightening the papers on her desk, not looking at the shinobi who came in and stood before. It was only when the door had closed behind them, did she raise her gaze to sternly meet their gazes.

    "I suppose you all are wondering why I called you here on such urgent notice."

    (UNDER CONSTRUCTION)