Recovery Begins

by DepthsofDreams

Sasuke gave his biggest fan a shot and ended up her personal slave, but no one knew about it until now. Sasuke managed to escape the pink haired devil, but her havoc has already been wreaked. Sasuke has to let someone else in to that he might recover from years of torture, and Naruto is just the right guy for getting in. Abuse, hurt/comfort, rated M for language and themes.

1. The First Escape

There was another crash and Sasuke barely missed the kunai that sailed toward his head and landed in the vase that Sakura was always so proud of. Now the pink haired demon was seething and screaming about that,too.

About a year and a half ago, Sakura had been begging Sasuke to give her a chance, and he just figured it would get her to shut up. He accepted her request and they actually had a lot of fun together at first, but when an assignment drew Sakura away, something happened that made her snap. She locked Sasuke in the house when she left and put traps on it so he couldn't leave, scared he would go to someone else. She screamed at him and never left him unattended when she was around, and physically abused him when something she didn't like happened. Which brings us to now.

Sakura was home and Sasuke had gone to buy groceries, because they needed them, and Sakura was supposed to be gone for another day and a half. For the past hour she had been throwing things and screaming and beating on Sasuke in a cycle, leaving Sasuke with a bloody nose, bruised ribs - one of which he was sure was broken - and a broken hand. The pink haired monster wailed and thrashed around, throwing things around as Sasuke moved to hide on the other side of the couch. The man tried to catch his breath as the woman stormed about and eventually got back to attacking him, dragging him out of his hiding place and kicking him hard, eliciting a scream of misery from him as well as fat tears of pain. She looked down at his face and saw herself in those tears, remorse flashed in her eyes and she calmed.

"Sasuke! I'm so sorry!" she said and fell to her knees, using jutsu to heal his injuries as he lay there, those fat tears still leaking from his face. This was the third time that she'd ever made him cry.

Sasuke hid his fear well. He smiled at her and told her it was all right. She smiled in relief and then made to get up, telling him that she was going to make dinner for him. The pink haired monster scampered to the kitchen as the Uchiha sat on the couch. He didn't want to take this any more. It wasn't fair to him at all that he was so defenseless around the woman. Shaking like a leaf, the male stood up and walked silently to the door, slipping into his sandals he glanced back once before he opened the door and darted through it, setting off one trap that left a soft thunk in his wake.

By the time Sakura could respond to the barely heard noise the man that she was obsessed with was gone.