They leave a little early for Sakura's tastes. Shisui is still in rut but the worst of it has passed.

"And I told him, un," Says Deidara. "That art was a bang!"

Itachi nods sagely beside him. "That's very deep," He says.

If Deidara notices the sarcasm, he ignores it.

Three notices, addressed to each alpha, are pinned to Sakura's door.

Izumi snatches the one with her name and tears it right off the wood. "What the hell."

Shisui pulls his off like it might crumble in his grasp.

Sakura takes hers off with mild curiosity.

"What'd you get?" Asks Shisui.

"A Cease and Desist letter. You?" She asks.

"How about you, Sakura?"

Looking up at Shisui, she says, "A restraining order."

"Aa?" He says. "From who?"

"The Uchiha Clan. It says Itachi can stay in my care but they'll take legal action if you and I are seen together."

Shisui snorts. "They'll suck my cock, is what they'll do."

Izumi snatches Shisui's letter. He tries to take it back but she turns away from him. "They really did it."

"It doesn't matter," He says. "They can't make me."

"They're going to try," She says as she looks at him over her shoulder. "My letter said they'll kick me out and deactivate my Sharingan if I don't go home and be happy to be barefoot and pregnant for the rest of my life."

"They're bluffing," He says. "They won't do shit "

"You aren't even a little concerned?" Asks Sakura. "What if they're serious?"

"We've been under ANBU surveillance for four months now," Shisui informs her. "And I'm sure that ROOT kunoichi wasn't the only attack. The Uchiha would be stupid to neuter Izumi and I."

The brunette's voice is quiet. The letter catches fire in her hand. "Shisui's is a marriage decree."

"They can't make me," He says again. "And I will leave the Clan before I let them tell me who to do and where to go."

"I wouldn't be so sure of that," Says Mikoto from behind them.

Sasuke flanks her, expression tense.

"I'm sorry, Mikoto-sama," Says Shisui. "But I'm already romantically engaged with someone. We've been dating for six months."

"And as you can see by the legal order in her hand, it's over."

"I know you don't want to do this." Says Shisui. "And I fully plan to fight it."

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"I'm going to remind you that the Haruno Clan is part of the Merchant District," Says Mikoto. "And it would be rather unfortunate if we were forced to withdraw support."

This gives Shisui pause. "We aren't the only Clan that offers protection," He says. "It's a village effort."

"But would they really want to risk it?"

Shisui looks to Sakura. Opens his mouth and closes it.

"This isn't fair," Says Itachi. "You can't punish everyone just because one person--"

"The village was going to send you, an omega, to slaughter us. To pour out our blood on the streets because of whomever released the Nine-tails and killed the Yondaime and Kushina. You think the elders care about fair?"

Shisui glances at Sakura again, she can see him doing the math in his head. Circumstances and variables. Finally, he says. "Fine. But I want the restraining order removed."

"I'll see what I can do," Says Mikoto. Her attention turns to Izumi. "And you?"

"I won't," She says. "And there's no tactic you can employ to change that."

"You've embarrassed my son and the Clan enough," Mikoto snaps.

Sasuke rolls his eyes behind the Matriarch. Sakura thinks he's probably pissed he can't go frolic with Naruto as much.

"Oooh." Says Izumi with a laugh that sounds a little unhinged. "You think you're embarrassed now, Mikoto?"

"Izumi Uchiha, I swear on Izuna, may he forever rest, that if you don't-- What are you doing?!"

"I won't be owned," She spits as she pulls off her shirt and bra, sliding her pants and underwear down her hips. She then hands her clothes to Shisui.

"Are you sure this should be your modus operandi?" He asks.

She just smiles, leaps to the roof, and vanishes.

The spaces of skin that are exposed put off steam as Mikoto stares after her. "I told Fugaku that girl would be trouble."

"You know, Sasuke," Says Shisui. "You guys could have been a power couple."

"They do seem to have the same psycho energy, un." Agrees Deidara. "Just comes out in different ways."

"You guys are dumb as hell," Says Sasuke. "I'm not nearly as crazy as she is."

Mikoto nods in agreement. "You definitely aren't."

Shisui hums in disagreement but says nothing else.

"Come, Shisui," Says Mikoto. "You and I have much to go over."

Time freezes again and he looks to Sakura and Itachi.

"Okaa," Says Itachi. Sakura can hear the last ditch attempt in his voice. "He and I have bonded. If he leaves, it'll create psychological problems for me."

"What a wonderful thing it is that you were born to genetically stable parents and are in the hands of a capable medic." She turns, walks back toward her district. "You'll be fine."

The curly haired alpha hovers. Hesitates, before trailing after her.

Sakura watches him go, resentment growing for the fan on the back of his shirt.

Itachi storms inside and slams the door.

"I'm gonna miss him, un." Says Deidara.

Sakura tosses her head. "Let's go inside and have some lunch." She has to be strong for her omega who will now be leaning on her full scale.

She hadn't realized how much support Shisui had offered -- It took a little bit of the weight off her. It wasn't that he thought she couldn't handle it. He was a team player. Someone who saw their relationship as a partnership to love and protect their omega.

Sakura can handle it.

But she already misses him.

She tries not to think on it anymore as she starts on soba.

By the time lunch is ready, her omega have disappeared.

A glance under her bed finds them both on Itachi's futon. Awake, they wouldn't be caught dead snuggling. She leaves them, eats lunch by herself and goes back to her couch to stretch out. One of Shisui's hoodies is still on the arm and she uses it as a pillow to take a nap.

When she wakes, the television is on. There's some sort of soap opera about multiple omega fighting over a single alpha. Deidara sits cross-legged on her stomach while Itachi has moved her legs to his lap.

"This is bland, Dei," Complains Itachi.

"No, it's not. You're just lame, un."

"Honestly," He says, "Have you ever heard an omega say, knot my mouth?"

"You just did, un."

The dark haired omega scoffs.

Sakura's fingers slide under the blonde's shirt and he sucks in a breath between clenched teeth. "YOUR HANDS ARE COLD."

Itachi leans back so he can see her, as she continues her onslaught at the doubled over blue eyed man. He tries to escape but her hands catch the hem of his shirt.

Her fingers light on the small ticklish spot he has and he lets out an undignified noise, throwing himself from the couch to get away.

He glares, breathing hard. "You're an ass, un."

The pink haired alpha turns her attention to the Uchiha trapped under her legs.

"I bite," He says.

"That's okay," She says. "So do I."