Hey, so this is my first fanfic, enjoy!
Pairing : SasukexIno
Rating : T but it will probably change
I do not own Naruto.
Not Enough
He was going to freaking kill that blond, oh, yes he was. And it was going to be a very painful and slow death because apparently he had all the time in the world to think of several ways to make Naruto writhe in pain.
This was his third day in a very dark room, tied to a chair, waiting for the damn interrogator. Not exactly the best way to spend time in his opinion. The blond asshole said it was going to be fast, he even said he could try to pull some strings to make things easier for him. Well, being stuck in this place with no food and water since he arrived didn't seem that as easy as Naruto made him believe.
But he knew what they were doing, they were trying to break him. First his body and then his mind, and the latter would be the worst. No matter what strings the Hokage's apprentice pulled, he was going to pay hell. And hell meant Morino Ibiki. He didn't know what he preferred: to stay in that room for a few more days or get this done now with Ibiki. He was surely not afraid of the jounin because he feared no one. At least that is what he says to himself.
Footsteps. Someone was approaching his cell which might have increased his heart rate. Somewhere in the depths of his mind he didn't want that knob to turn and much less that door to open.
There was no such thing as luck for people like him.
The heavy door slid accompanied by a creak sound making him suppress a shiver. The usually black room suddenly turned very bright, too bright for his eyes that passed the last few days seeing only darkness. His eyesight took a few moments to adapt and slowly he stared to see a few contours that definitely belonged to a feminine body.
Long locks of blond hair, azure eyes and a pale complexion rendered him speechless.
Yamanaka Ino. That was quite a surprise. The girl – no, woman – was probably the last person he expected to be standing right in front of him but he doubt it was his mind playing tricks on him.
He didn't expect a fan girl but that was obvious better that the other freak. At least this one would only make him deaf with her high squeals and perhaps annoy him to death.
"Uchiha Sasuke" it was not a squeal, far from it. The tone was in fact icy like the rest of the room.
"Missing-nin, former member of Akatsuki, Shimura Danzou's murderer." She paused only to give more emphasis to his status "Traitor."
The disdain was visible in her voice and eyes. The once cold voice was now dripping with acid telling him that ex-fan girl or not he was noting but a betrayer in her beliefs.
"I am Yamanaka Ino and I will be your interrogator."
He frowned at this. She was acting like she never knew him and he was starting to think that this was not a very good sign. Not good at all.
"You didn't have to come Shishou." She spoke in a louder and less treating voice.
He blinked. That was not directed to him but to the person that stood in the doorway, with a jounin at each side – Morino Ibiki – his worst nightmare.
Shishou? The Yamanaka girl, a vain and weak kunoichi was his apprentice? So the girl that had noting but her looks followed the footsteps of this monster. She was probably like him as well, the only difference being that pretty shell.
If she was indeed his pupil she would definitely not jump to his lap, patting him in the back and offering him tissues as he told his story. But he would without a doubt prefer that version.
"Oh no, I had to see this from the front lines Yamanaka." His rough voice along with the wicked grin told him that she was not going to let him go with a docile treatment - quite the opposite.
He sat in a chair that was positioned in a corner, giving him full view of Sasuke, his eyes never leaving him, with a mocking sparkle. He was there to enjoy the show, that much was clear. Sasuke just didn't know what kind of show it was going to be, probably not very pleasant. One of the jounins locked the door and leaned on it staring at Yamanaka's back.
Surely a good sight, he mused.
"There are two ways of doing this." Her voice brought his attention back to her from his very inappropriate thoughts for that kind of situation. "You either answer all of my questions willing or unwilling. That is your choice to make. What will it be?"
He looked at the ground pondering her question. He had to tell them, if he wanted to be accepted once again in Konoha he had no choice. But he didn't think he was ready to share all the details of his brother's death or his family past. There were several things that he would like to keep to himself.
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a very hard blow to the left side of his face - very hard being an understatement. The speed of the movement made his head snapped to the side and the chains to tighten around his torso. The taste of blood filled his mouth as his jaw burned like fire. Indignation rise in him when he finally understood. That bitch had the nerve to hit him and, on top of that she gave him a punch with infuse chackra. He glared at her, fighting the urge to use the sharigan but she looked unaffected by his petty attempted to frighten her. Her hands went to her hips and she slowly lean on him showing that she was the one with the upper hand. "I asked you a question and I'm will not wait long for a response. Do not make me repeat myself."
Before he could collect himself and answer her question one of the jounins that accompanied Ibiki approach him and heal his jaw. "Do you understand your situation? If you refuse to share any information I will get it by force and one of them will heal you every time you're about to collapse." Sasuke was in deeper shit he initially thought and when he saw her arm rise and her fist glow blue he knew he would have to be a good boy and cooperate. He didn't fail to catch the grin in Ibiki's face widening.
He though that he could no longer be more humiliated than what he already was. He had spent the last few hours answering the blond questions and if he would take more than 5 second she would unleash her wrath on him. But he should have known that it was noting compared to what was coming because, she was in fact the devil's follower.
The physical violence was something that he could take well to some degree but the mental invasion was new to him and he wasn't by far prepared to face the power of her jutsu. He saw her quickly making unfamiliar hand seals and locked her gaze on his, whispering "Ninpou: Hikenshin no Jutsu."
She entered his mind forcefully breaking every barrier he was trying to put around his thoughts. She ravished him, tortured him, make him relive every damn second of the years he was away, every damn feeling with no attenuation at all. When it was all over he confirmed if his hands were really bloodstained and if his cheeks were wet. A suddenly urge to spill out the contents of his already empty stomach took over him. He bent to one side doing what his body demanded him to do.
And there she stood, still in front of him, with a mocking look in her eyes giving his tormented ego another blow. He could almost hear her thoughts - so weak. Although she still had a blank expression on her face she no longer had that icy look and when she spoke he noted that her words had lost their cold tone.
"I'll give my report today to Tsunade-sama and will inform you of your predicament" She spun around and headed for the door without sparing him another glance. Ibiki rise from his chair and still smirking he ask before following the blonde
"Did you enjoy the ride boy?" His onyx eyes weakling glared at him making the older ninja laugh.
Though he was still in a dark room, his conditions were far better then the ones from before. A meal was served and he was no longer tied to a chair – he was now allowed to walk freely around the room.
Several hours have past since he was left there and was growing impatience by the minute when finally the metal door opened. Whoever it was didn't turn on the light and stood by the door – the only light that entered the room was from outside, barely illuminating the person's silhouette. In the dark he could make out a women body and a long ponytail.
"I have already spoken with Tsunade-sama…" Her tone indicated nothing which made him more nervous. He knew that coming back was a double-sword edge: he might be accepted but there was also the possibility of being sentenced for his crimes- execution.
"Her orders are for you to stay here one more week, to go through another set of interrogation and then you are to meet the Council." He froze. Meeting the Council was probably a bad idea. He was not so sure if he could stop himself from starting a blood bath. She eyed him and sensing his discomfort she added shrugging "You came back willing, I'm sure it counts for something."
That was not his first worry but if it was he would not feel any better by her lousy attempt at comforting him. He vaguely wondered why she was no longer acting like an ice bitch to him. Looking at her leaning in the doorframe he guesses she was too tired to keep a façade.
When she got no response from the Uchiha she decided to leave but was stopped by his voice. "…Will you be the one making the remaining interrogation sessions?" She chuckled and answered him with an amused tone "I won't, I have more important matters to attend Uchiha."
He frowned. The damned blond was getting on his nerves for mocking him – or for knowing too much – and she is lucky if he doesn't kill her in her sleep when he's released. He watched her leave the room and complete darkness swallowed him once more. He was tired, he was sore and mostly he was angry. Angry for someone like her to enter his mind and learn things he wasn't going to even tell Naruto. He just had to figure out if he was angry at her or at him for not being strong enough to keep her out of his mind.
I hope you liked it and I beg of you, please review it. I would like to know how you feel when you read it, if it is too rushed, grammar mistakes, etc.
Although I like SasuxIno pairing, I think is very hard to write about Sasuke, a cold but not completely unfeeling character.
