Deal
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Haruno Sakura and Uchiha Itachi.
As I stood there alone and frosting,
I saw and hear distinctively nothing.
All was quiet and disturbingly eerie,
As nothing alive was plain insight.
Hardly believing he was not there at all,
My eyes swept the alley once or twice more,
Confused but relieved at his absentee's,
I took the chance and turned to leave.
Ha, the shock I got when turned around,
Was none to amusing I can tell you all now.
He was leaning quite casually by the old worn wall,
His aloof expression hinting nothing at all,
His eyes pinned me with its raw enthrall,
As I stood there frozen, unmoving to all.
We stood there in together in pregnant silence,
Observing one another in terms of appearance,
He looked well-groomed that much was noted,
Like our last encounter, he looks quite loaded.
He pushed of the wall and stride towards me,
A feeling of apprehension nearly consumed me.
As he left the darkness and came to light,
I saw him more clearly, and struggled to not gasp.
He was devilishly handsome in some sense,
With his pale smooth complexion, he looked quite flawless.
It shone brightly in the moonlight, or say it gleamed?
Enhancing his features, making him look quite striking,
As well as leaving me, out of breath and shaking.
He was tall and lean like an alpha jackal,
Maybe just as slick and elusive like one too?
His clothing looked to be washed in black,
Including his shirt, his coat and his long slacks,
Did he think he was attending a freakin' funeral?
No, predicting his actions is undo-able,
No matter how irritable, it's just unpredictable,
He would've plan my funeral and still be inexplicable,
How I detest the being that dare approach me.
But I cannot hold any credit, for being unafraid or him.
His eyes still trained on my thin figure,
Were dark as midnight, with just a flicker,
Of red that seemed to glitter and jitter,
With evil malice and an indistinctive snicker.
How I would've love to pummel him to hereafter.
His steps were graceful, walking with purpose,
His posture relaxed with an air of carelessness,
But his face now portrayed one with arrogance,
With a small smirk evident on his devilish features.
Urgh! How I wished he was suddenly hairless!
We stood a few meters apart from each other,
But the distance gradually began to shorten,
With his long strides, he was getting closer,
Instinctively, my legs moved steadily backwards,
As I want not his approaching in closure.
His pace quickened as mine had escalated,
I may not notice, but his eyes seemingly darkened,
A feral growl sounded from his throat,
Deep and loud, fear it invoke,
I nearly slowed down, but found my resolve,
I may join the dead after this jaunt,
But I won't go down easily, I silently taunt.
But my efforts were fruitless and short lived,
As I found myself backed to the wall,
His swift hands captured my wrists,
As his eyes looked at me with narrowed slits,
I found myself thinking it's hopeless to exist.
Why was I stupid to make that dumb wish?
Oh yeah I remember, I was useless as shit.
Damn it to hell and this man as well,
Damn everything that made my life all hell!
But… a deal was a deal, no matter how unreal,
Even with the devil, is still a freakin' deal.
How I hate my hell-ish pitiful life.
Ha, now let's return back to the present,
And stop listening to my thoughts as it's unpleasant.
With a tiny curve of his sinful mouth,
He leered at me like the devil he is.
'Damn it! Just name your freakin' price!
Delay any longer, you'll find your face punched twice!'
He smirked at my words, his ego positively glowing.
My sweet little flower, he purred seductively with longing.
You know my price, you must have guessed,
You took a life, now you must join the dead,
But I give you another choice, take it or leave it,
Immediately my heart leapt, thinking there was still hope,
But sank just as quickly with the next words he spoke.
But here's the catch, he says with a wicked smirk,
I will not tell you of what it entrails,
Those words hung heavy in the air,
Like curtains with long tails,
It could be a sly trick, playing with my mind,
I wouldn't put it past him to play with my mind.
But his next assured me but still left me unease,
As it still quite cryptic, with many meanings it weave.
Except that this choice does not include your death,
You'll stay alive, well and with breath,
He suddenly paused as evil marred his features,
His face was devoid of emotion to any reader,
He leaned a little nearer to my shaking figure,
His lips ghosted over my sensitive ear,
He whispered so silently, that I had to strain to hear,
His voice was smooth, velvet like chocolate,
I would have melt but I wasn't a harlot,
As soon as it had happened he was gone, disappeared,
Leaving me there fatigued, with his words still ringing in my ear.
Make your decision my sweet, and be it quick,
I'm impatient my dove, but I'll give you a week,
But then times up, and you'll meet me in this crypt,
May your choice be regardless, but try to use your wit,
Or else you may be fooled, tricked and striped away,
Of both your life and beautiful sanity,
That I shall take from you, if you choose to act foolhardy.
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