So here's my promised story peek of an upcoming fic I'm thinking about doing, I have to work out some stuff in it cough*plot*cough....troublesome. So here it is I'd like reviews on how you like and if you think I should continue it...yeah that'd be nice. Glaring furiously at as he sat across from her in the room, it wasn't bad enough she had a seal restraining all but a diminutive trickle of chakra, she had to have a fucking guard dog or...cat. Scowling at him, "Don't you have anything better to do" she focused on his normal dark eye, his other...the Sharingan...made her nervous, even if it was covered and hidden from sight. "Nope" the crease of his eye and black mask irritated her further, until she felt like breaking something, preferably his neck. "I can't do anything" she said scornfully, most of it directed toward herself for allowing her guard to drop and become subdued by Konoha, granted it was the famous Copynin of the bingo book but it was still embarrassing for her! What must the Mizukage think of her failure, "From Kirigakure right" Sakura merely watched him, he already knew where she was from "Did you know Momochi Zabuza" the way he so casually said the traitor's name made her see red, lunging at him in uncomprehending fury. "NEVER" she hissed "Speak that traitor's name to me" as she arched her fist to hit him, viridian eyes blazing with hate. She was brought squarely to a halt when he stopped her fist wrapping strong fingers around it, pressuring her to a standstill. The charge of electricity had her gritting her teeth and attempting to hit him with her other hand, which he promptly caught "Whoa now, calm down Sakura-chan" she pushed furiously against him for the honorific attached so blatantly to her name. Another shock of a dampened chidori blazed along her skin as he maneuvered her to the wall behind him. "I don't want to have to rescind my invitation of watchdog for you, so calm down" when she kept struggling, he stilled her by knocking her elbows back to the wall. Lances of sharp pain echoed through the nerves "He's dead, whatever he did to you, know that he's dead" she paused looking at him with wondering eyes "...dead" she whispered as though she couldn't believe it, considering him "did you kill him?" she asked earnestly leaning forward despite the limitations. | 
