An Anbu officer

"I can answer that" A voice said at the entrance to the alleyway. Sakura gasped and saw a masked Anbu officer. Her blush returned harder than ever at being seen by someone as elite and important as a black ops member. She shied away as far down the ally she could go. She couldn't tell where the man was looking, but she somehow knew he was scanning her unguarded body.

As if he could sense was she was thinking, the Anbu spoke in a professional voice "You're going to jail. Streaking is against our laws."

He walked towards her, but as Sakura began to panic and spout out her explanation, the man slapped a tag over her mouth. Silencing her mid-explanation. The tag instantly made Sakura feel physically weaker, as if it were sapping the energy from her.

"Shut up." He growled. He grabbed her hands and pulled them out of her hair as if nothing was keeping them bonded and cuffed her arms behind her. "Aren't you a little young to be into this kind of thing? You don't even have any hair"

Sakura stared at him quizzically through embarrassed tears; he had just pulled her arms out of her hair. It was then that Sakura realized in horror that the man was not talking about the hair on her head. Her blush was burning her face! She tried to explain again, but the seal prevented any kind of noise escaping. He grabbed her arms and steered her towards the street. Towards the public! Sakura scrambled in a mad frenzy to escape.