Prologue

In the world of Yakuza, no matter what you want, it is available. Money, women or power. You name it, you can have it. The world is yours to rule. But there is a price tag involved. It often starts with something small. A gift. More precisely a box. Pandora's box. For those who yearn to love. Well for those .. for those I have a story to tell.

/three and a half hours left/

She could hear the irregular beating of her heart. It was quiet in the room expect for the sound of metal bumping against each other. Something caught her attention. Everything was hazy when Sakura tried to open her eyes. It had been quite some time since she last saw this room. Additionally to that she wasnt tied up that time either. She closed her eyes again. She felt entirely racked.

"When I thought of the combination of us and handcuffs, I always assumed it would be us doing kinky stuff in a bed. But this doesnt seem to be much like a bedroom."

Sakura looked up and saw a figure leaning against the wall. She was losing her mind, wasn't she? Shisui was looking quite comfortable while they made eye contact. They should have hit her a little softer. Not that they would listen if she asked. She realised that seeing Shisui was not a good thing, but at the same time his presence set her mind at ease. What did it still matter if she went a little nuts. Who could blame her. Torturing little girls was not good way to reach the peak of youth as Guy would say.

"Do you remember your own words?"

She smirked "They were not mine to begin with."

"Those who break the rules are scum, but those who abandon their friends are worse than scum."

Silence was her response.

"You should just tell him what you know. You are not the one to blame."

She looked at her beaten up body "It won't make a difference anymore. I will die anyway."

"If it doesn't matter,, you might as well tell him. Your death will be less painful."

*giggles* "He looked really angry, didn't he?"

"….seeing you hang from a ceiling down, tied down. ... I'm not even sure if I should compliment you on managing to let Itachi lose control or "

"or …"

"Feel sorry for your foolishness."

"How much time do you think you have left?"

"An hour or 3 at most. It is true what they say. Itachi is skillful at whatever he does."

Shisui smiled. "Yes, he is."

She looked around in the empty room. "I'm hallucinating aren't I?"

"Maybe, if you wish to be."

"tss, it is not the time to talk in riddles."

"Says the pot to the kettle."

She broke eye contact.

"There is still time to change the outcome. He is standing outside waiting, you know."

"If you know he is standing outside, are you sure that you are a hallucination of mine?"

*laughs* "I bet you wished I was real."

"I am, I really wish you were.. but both of us know it is not true"

"yea.."

/2 hours left/

"Shisui?"

"Shisui?!"

"Im scared Shisui." She whispered. She could hear her heart beat loudly in her chest. Her blood was running down her chest while slowly on she was loosing consciousness. Time was all she had left.

The situation was quite grim. You could say three things of the Uchiha clan, they had an air of elegance in all situations, they were stiff (the grumpy kind) and they were gifted to become the greatest crime lords ever seen. Simply put, their pride was their clan. Uchihas were the kind of people you didnt want to pick a fight with. The girl in their basement would most likely agree on his assessment.

The mood in the house had been especially unpleasant the last 12 hours. It was rare to see so many Uchiha's trying to evaporate whenever Itachi san came outside of his room. They were angry too, betrayal in a clan comes with a high cost. The price of their misjudgement had cost a life. But the dark mood around their clan leader was a great warning for anyone who was planning on seeking revenge on his own.

He regretted being on duty today. Ibiki wasnt an Uchiha himself, and today was definitely not a day to not be an Uchiha. People were more wary of him than usual. 'Damn that girl' he thought while he saw Uchiha Itachi approaching him.

"How is she?"

"It looks like she is hallucinating. She has been talking to herself for quite some time"

If you paid close attention to Itachi's stoic face you could see a small frown on his face.

"It is not my place to say this Itachi-sama, but she is not going to break this way"

"I know"

"Then why d-"

"Just do it"

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto

Authors note: I do appreciate constructive reviews.