A/N: Well, I'm not expecting reviews for this. Don't bother with flames because I've probably already heard your complaints from the little voice in my head. If you read this, don't judge me by this piece, please. This is randomness.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Stockholm

There is something beautiful glistening on her cheek. It shines like a bright fleck of ice, racing down past her nose, her lips, her chin.

It's a tear. It's one tear dripping from green, crystal eyes that are nearly shut in impending sorrow. She sees the body, and she knows who it might be. The tear wants to be gone when Sakura finds out who that shell used to hold, so it leaps off her face.

The tear is beautiful because she thinks that I am that person lost to eternity. She sees the pale hair, the long thick body, the cloak rippling across the bloody back. She thinks that I am gone, and she cries for me.

"I know you're there" Sakura says softy. Her jaws are clenched as tightly as her eyes, so the voice is harsh and difficult to understand. Her stance is poor, not for defense or offense. Her guard is down, so she knows who it is that she is talking to. She knows I am not that body in the dancing grass.

"How long have you known?" I ask. My voice doesn't betray the sudden flare of jealous anger that has spewed out behind my heart. She is crying for me, isn't she? Isn't she?

"Since I came into the clearing" she bites out in answer. My heart shrinks and freezes over before it is enveloped in a spiteful blaze. She never cried for me. I want to go over to her and hit her, or smother her, or kiss her fiercely, but she doesn't let me.

"Why didn't you stop it?" she screams at me, whipping herself around to glare at me as I materialize behind her.

"It was not my fucking battle" I reply. My hand snaps forward and grabs her fragile chin. My thumb is in the glistening track of that beautiful fallen tear. Fingers trembling, I force myself not to crunch her delicate bones in my hand.

"The Hell it wasn't!" she screams. Her fist defies time and my reflexes and I am thrown back towards the forest with a pulsing pain below my collarbone.

I hear her feet rustling in the grass as she flies forward to tend to the body. I see her tend to him as I rise to my feet. Judging by the flurry of green around her fingertips and her suddenly elevated heart rate, the copy-ninja is alive.

I approach her from behind, glowering. "I'm sorry" I say coolly. I don't tell her that I'm sorry that her mentor is alive instead of being sorry for my rage.

I can thank her Stockholm Syndrome for the kind, forgiving gaze she flashes back at me before gasping and turning back to her charge.

Yes, Sakura belongs to me now. Sakura is mine. I stole Sakura and no one could get her back, so she rests on my shoulder in fatigue and stands by my side when she is strong.

I am Hidan and I own Sakura Haruno.

Pein wanted the Kyuubi broken, so we took away his friends. We bribed the Snake:

He killed the little Uchiha and hung him over the Konoha gate.

We bribed a whore:

She poisoned a legend.

Deidara screwed a teacher:

She killed a little boy who made the Kyuubi scream, "Konohamaru!".

Then, I killed the Hokage:

The scent of her honored blood led the pink-haired medic to me. I guess it was fortunate for her, though. Otherwise, it would have been Itachi's job to make the Kyuubi feel the pain of losing his pink-haired friend.

She hated me at first. She spat and hissed and broke noses. Then, Pein had enough of her bad behavior. He let Itachi help her develop Stockholm. Nothing worse than seeing a sister or a best friend snogging the enemy, right?

So now, the girl clings to me when she can. She'll press her head into my cold, bare chest even if her arms have to wrap around a bloody robe.

She is helpless, and I am her strength. The problem is…she is my weakness. She is the only person who can cause me pain that I actually feel, and I hate her and love her for it.

Fucking retarded, right?

A/N: Right… I might take this off. Or…maybe I won't put it on. Or, I could do different scenarios with Sakura becoming attached to different Akatsuki. Eeww…SakuraZetsu. Maybe not.