Authors' Moment of madness

Hello to all my readers!! Let's see…this is my take on a dark fic. Having read several stories with Sakura a helpless victim of Akatsuki I became desperate to try my luck at it. I love review coz it tells me if people like it… honestly when people don't review I think you all hate it and that leads to me deleting the story…it's not a threat guys it's honest. Now the boring stuff is that I don't own the characters, the places or anything that you recognize. As I've said I want to try this sort of story so yes there are other stories with a similar plot. Anything that screams copy cat or plagiarism is purely accidental. Now onto the fun stuff THE STORY! Read on and enjoy my messed up madness that I'm proud to call fan fiction.

Fallen Sakura Blossom

Sakura lay on her bed looking around calmly. She'd lost track of how long she'd spent in this room, it was windowless and the only thing to entertain her was the simple picture on the wall, it was a side on picture she could see a cliff face that stretched out forever looking over an ocean, sitting on the cliff was a group of people, all dressed in matching cloaks, black with red clouds, she sighed.

She was there prisoner, god how she hated it. The door creaked at she turned to face it, ah it was the blonds turn. She'd given up calling them by there names

"Sakura, yeah" he said softly sitting down on the bed, she glared at him. With no chakra she couldn't punch them as hard as she wanted to. But she didn't give up fighting them if she could help it. His hand reached out softly and stroked the side of her face, she pulled away in disgust eyeing off the mouth on his hand angrily. He was one of the ones, who kept her imprisoned, her captor, she hated them.

She'd given up fighting them though, they where so much stronger then her, faster then her. She didn't stand a chance. She remained silent as his fingers brushed the necklace she wore. There was no doubt in her mind that it was the infernal piece of silver that stopped her Chakra but she couldn't remove it.

"So beautiful, yeah" Sakura could never work out if he meant her or the necklace, for even if it kept her a prisoner she had to admit it was a beautiful piece. Hanging off the silver chain was a charm, a red symbol that she could never make out, not having a mirror and the chain being to small for her to make it out. Around this was onyx. Yes it was beautiful and here it was the only thing that made her fell at home.

Hands wrapped around her pulling her close to Deidara's chest. As always she felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach. Always she felt this when one of them pulled her close. What scared her most was that the whole time she'd been there none of them had ever raped her. The most terrifying thought was that she was still innocent, still a virgin; after all that had happened.

"Sakura" his mouth was on her collarbone and Sakura silently let her mind wander. As always she found herself asking if they had a timetable for who saw her when, she'd never know, they seemed to come so irregularly. His mouth was going steadily higher before it touched her lips; she could feel his tongue pass on her lips and opened her mouth to his request. She felt him press her back onto the bed she never spoke to them if she could help it. Faintly she held the hope that her friends would come for her but something deep in her heart told her they wouldn't come. That they would all think she was dead.

His hands slid under her top tracing meaningless patterns across her skin. He pulled back slightly and looked at her; she could see the lust in his eyes and wonder vaguely what he saw in her's? Pain? Fear? They where all emotions she felt at first, now she felt nothing save the butterflies in her stomach. She looked away from his piercing blue eye. Tick, tick. Her eyes flew open. A mark of time! She turned and looked at his wrist there it was a watch. He must have seen the childish look of joy on her face

"You like it, yeah?" he sat up so he was looking down at her and removed the watch. She hadn't been out of the room in what felt like years, she'd had nothing to do but look at the Akatsuki painting on the wall forever watching her bed. Silently he offered it to her and she went to take it only to have him pull back

"You can have it yeah on one condition" Sakura looked at him eagerly the idea of having a watch far out weighing anything he could have of her. She nodded

"Kiss me," Sakura blinked, wasn't that what they'd just been doing? He spoke again "kiss me and mean it" the pink haired girl sat up and looked into his deep blue reminded her faintly of Naruto, both with their blond hair and bright blue eyes. She glanced once at the black digital watch in his hands before sitting up so that their faces where only a few centimeters apart. He made no move towards only watched her with that single blue eye. For some reason the butterflies in her stomach multiplied, why am I so nervous? She thought to herself they'd all kissed her countless times before why was this any different because you've never kissed them back whispered her inner. Sakura swallowed deeply, she was a shinobi damn it kissing him shouldn't be that hard. She lent forward closing the gap between them even more so that her lips where only a hair's breathe away there breathe mixing and then she kissed him.

His lips where oddly warm and soft something she'd never noticed before, uncertainly she sucked on his lips as he opened his mouth moaning softly. Sakura shivered as waves of pleasure shot down her spine as there tongues began to move against each other. His hands where resting lightly on her hips. Her butterflies grew worse but now they where over powered by a deeper longing between her legs. She pulled back quickly panting slightly. The man sitting next to her smiled and pressed the watch into her hands.

"Look after it" he said softly and left the room, shutting the door with a snap. Sakura touched her lips nervously. What the hell just happened? She asked herself, staring at the door that was now locked. She'd kissed them all countless times before what made that time any different because that time I was in charge said a small voice.

That night Sakura fell asleep to the steady ticking of her new watch, and for once didn't have nightmares about the night she'd been taken.