Disclaimer: Gawd, don't these things annoy you? Yeah, dun own anything, except for this twisted fic!
"...text" present/dialogue
'...text' past/thoughts
Before you begin: I was browsing through some ItaSaku pics when I suddenly had the urge to write again... Anyway, there's a high possibility that I won't be continuing Equilibrium... So I make it up to you with this fic... Hope it's enough! ENJOY!
TO animEvivvErz andmad-killer-bunnies-alert for being with me all this time. I wish you luck on your own writings!
Last Secret Garden
She flourished for the first time at the age of thirteen.
Everyone was there to witness the miracle, but he remained to be the main cause to her maturity.
" Sakura..."
With every murmur and call of her name, she felt the flower inside her blossom little by little. Soon, it would be in full bloom to welcome the arrival of spring.
Yet, when the season of life whirled into the village of the Hidden Leaf that year, he was not there to cherish it.
" I love you with all my heart." She had told him before he departed that night, stoic as ever.
He thought she was afraid to lose the chance to tell him. In truth, she pleaded for him to stay through her sudden confession.
The unprotected cherry blossom in her heart needed him.
She needed him.
He can't just leave...
But he did. And gratitude in the form of rushed words was all he left her. Wind rustled and tore apart the fragile petals left within her. The flower will wilt and die when the villagers bit spring goodbye.
Even with the comeback of spring next year, she knew she wouldn't ever bloom again without his presence.
However, she was wrong.
Dance...
The forest tempted her with its seductive invitation. Oak trees tall and short stood in organized rows to provide her with a moonlit path.
Slowly, lazily, sandaled feet propelled her forward through the darkness. She was in no rush. The night was still young.
Come... Dance...
Whispers of the wind called out again, sending an immediate urge and craving through her whole system.
She longed to move with the waves of wind. Small hands gripped tighter at the hilt of the closed fan to calm the excitement running in her veins.
There was still much time before the sun would awake from its slumber... But she could not take her time.
Her body disobeyed her orders.
She ran, throwing away all her worries and exhaustion as she went along.
Step.
A slender arm swung to the right.
Stride.
She leaned her body back then forced it forward, hurling her shoulder length bubble gum locks at her cheeks tainted red.
The kunoichi continued without faltering.
Her eyelids had long descended down to cover her emerald orbs when she drowned herself deep in concentration.
Time became a forgotten factor. So was her name, her identity, where she was, and why she was there in the first place.
Everything pieced together like a complete jigsaw puzzle.
Reality was extraneous.
Five years, has it been?
Five years, how simple and painless it sounded, she thought when she lowered herself into the waiting spring. It came up to the height of her chest, accentuating the slight swells beginning at the upper part of her breasts.
Five years... It was much more complex than one would think.
He was gone for five years. It was possible that he might be dead or his body was already under Orochimaru's possession.
Either way, he wasn't here anymore.
Peering into the crystal waters she currently bathed in, her eyes gazed down at the image painted on the glassy surface.
Surprise flicked across her green depths.
Who was this stranger?
She did not recognize her from the not-so-large forehead, the pair of eyes that were more brilliant than stars and burning with intelligence and determination, the small nose, petal-like cherry lips, and pointed chin.
It was truly an envious sight.
Was this her?
Even five years after she'd given up on the dream of blooming into an exquisite flower, her body still found a way to rare beauty.
She should be happy.
Heck, wasn't this what she wanted?
After all, it proved that she no longer depended on him...
She was free.
' But...'
The corners of her mouth lifted to a sadistic smile.
" Who am I to bloom for?"
" It was for my foolish little brother, was it not?"
Alarmed by the source of the new voice, she disregarded her female modesty and sprung up to meet the intruder. From the deep tone of the voice, there was a ninety-five percent chance that a man was hiding within the shadows.
She would make sure that it was the last chance he'd get to peep on her.
In a blink of an eye, with the combined powers of her hand and fingers and the water below her feet, the shinobi performed a series of seals to summon an attack.
" Suiton, Suishoha!"(1)
She directed the steaming water to charge at her target once a glimpse of the dark figure was perceived.
Pools of jade narrowed as they glowed with fiery boldness.
" A direct hit?" Craning her neck, she struggled to see past the mist that clouded her vision.
Once the thick blanket of water vapor dropped, so did the confidence that once adorned her countenance.
" Eh?"
She let out a barely audible gasp. The woods stood empty before her sight. Not a creature disturbed its peace.
" Impressive. But it wasn't the height of your capacity." His cool words came out as hot breaths puffing against her ear.
He was closer than she had expected.
" Back off, you pervert!" she yelled. Jumping away had proved to be difficult especially when the dense liquid forbade the movement of her legs.
Drip. Drop.
She got as far as a few feet away from him before pivoting around to meet her enemy in a defense position.
In the moonlit darkness, emerald clashed with ruby.
Remembrance surfaced within her right away.
" U-Uchiha I-Itachi!" ' What's he doing here?'
" Indeed, Little Kunoichi." He drifted towards her in a ghost-like manner, soon abridging the distance between them.
The elder Uchiha seemed unaffected by the openly display of all her glory. Perhaps the moon did not provide him with enough light for a clear view, she thought.
" What do you want?" the dangerous tone in her voice demanded, flawlessly disguising the anxiety drumming at her rib cage. His figure loomed above her, serving to intimidate the smaller form below his height. Escape was eliminated instantly from the list of possible actions she might take.
" Tell me, Little Kunoichi," he began, his head poked out fully from the collar of the cloud-patterned cape when he addressed her. His raven hair spilt out from the soft curve of his neck and was bonded together by a mere hair tie. From what she has observed, he looked almost the same as two years ago during their first encounter.
Two pairs of shimmering orbs were locked, his face came at hers, leaving only a few inches for accessing oxygen. Heated breaths tickled the sensitive skin of her lips.
" Who do you bloom for?"
' What?'
The number-one medical-nin of Konoha stood frozen in confusion.
" If it is for my little brother, he will not be back anytime soon."
She was brought out of her paralyzed state.
" Y-you killed him?" Her eyes rolled left and right, hoping to reveal the answer from his crimson depths.
" No," came his simple reply. " He is not my concern."
She heard herself withdraw a distinctive breath.
' As long as he's still alive...'
Snapping out of her short happy moment, she glared at him through sharp eyes.
" Then why are you here?"
" I came to give a reason. And you have the choice to accept..." Both his thumb and forefinger sought out and gripped at her chin. The material of the sleeve brushed against her neck. " ...or to decline."
Then he escorted his lips forward to meet her own, finally closing the short distance between them when he crushed her delicate body against his muscular compact.
It was useless to stop the instant rush of blood to her face when she felt the tinge of warm calloused hand against the exposed flesh on her slim waist.
Her eyes widened, then closed soon after.
" Stop." She wanted to scream and push him away.
She couldn't. There has got to be a good reason why.
Maybe it was since that this was her first kiss. It was the first time in eighteen years of her life that intimate action was demonstrated towards her.
It wasn't disappointing. The tempo, the way his skilled tongue moisturized her lips and caressed the cavern of her mouth----everything was better than the numerous childhood fantasies she'd had with Uchiha Sasuke (not to mention that they never happened).
But...
It wasn't right. This was wrong.
He was a traitor to the village who was a part of the organization who are after the Kyuubi inside the Uzumaki's body. He had slaughtered his entire clan and was the sole reason to why the younger Uchiha abandoned his home to pursuit the fruit of the devil.
' He's the enemy!' Her mind admonished, and yet her stillness betrayed her rationality.
Delirium obscured her mind.
' No...'
Once removing his fingers from below her chin, he let his hand wander to the small of her back while dragging his mouth downward.
He was intoxicated by the sweet fragrance of the cherry blossom that embraced her from head to toe.
' No... This can't happen...'
All this was probably all part of his plan.
" Stop!" She demanded, voice weak and unsteady. Instead, it came out more as a plea than a protest.
And he did.
Once opening her eyes, she freed herself from all the ecstatic thoughts from before.
There was slight pain prickling at the flesh of her neck when he pulled away.
Both his hands retreated back to his sides.
" You won't accept my offer?"
" I-I cannot..." Her voice shook when she rejected him. Dropping down back into the shallow pool, she brought her thighs up against her chest and secured it there with linked arms.
" I see. Farewell then, Little Kunoichi. I assure you, this will not be our last meeting."
With that, he vanished within a black blur, leaving her alone once more.
Spring colored orbs watched the reflection of the dim silver sphere on the tranquil surface.
It seemed as if nothing had ever interrupted or trespassed the area.
Maybe the rendevous with the Uchiha prodigy was all a part of her imagination.
The ray of light
You cradle in your arms is-
The Last Secret Garden.
In that world-
Has my name already been forgotten?
Author's Crap:
(1)-Water Wave
For all of you who had your jaws touching the floor and wondering how in hell can Sakura keep her cool when she's naked, here's the explanation. Shinobis have to be ready for anything. SInce she obtained a high EQ over the years, I guess she can remain calm enough to deal with the situation.
Well, if this explanation didn't satisfy you...then think about Kunoichi from Samurai Warriors. Yeah...
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