Violate.

Naruto

Summary:

Caught in an awful genjutsu that she can't seem to break, Sakura finds relief only in the person experiencing it with her. How could such a simple mission go so wrong? KakaSaku. M for strong/dark themes, slightly macabre situations, language, and adult situations.

Author's Note:

Hi everyone. I know it's been a really long time since I've been on here, but I've decided to start this fic over. I'm going to be editing and adding in extra plot items. AND then hopefully completing this story after starting it much- much too long ago.


Prologue…

Chains rattled against the freezing cold concrete of their stone prison. Bodies thrashed over and over, futilely pulling against their restraints. Kakashi strained against the metal cuffs around his wrists, causing his skin to flush and tear under the bite of the shackles. He'd eventually have to face it: they were stuck.

Turning his head, Kakashi looked to his only companion and cellmate whose pink head was buried into her bent knees as she attempted to fight back tears.

"Kakashi," she rasped out, suddenly looking up from her knees, "how long do you think we've been in here?"

His eyes, both of them, scanned her frail form. She was desperate, her whole body suffering from a disorientation of time. Her bloody hands told her it had been months while her mind swore it had only been a few days. As a whole, these days would top the list as her worst ever.

Kakashi's answer came a little late as he fought with being honest or comforting. "Too long." was his calm way of saying that he had no goddamn idea. The time confusion had easily caught him too.

Their eyes locked in understanding- in acceptance of the fact that they may never find out and may never get out at all.

The faint and repetitive thud of incoming footsteps distracted Kakashi. Tearing his gaze away from her, he whispered, "They're coming."

And, sure enough, Sakura heard the footsteps. Out of the whole time she had been in that dreadful room, there were many things she had come to dread. The heavy footfall of their captors had by far become the thing she dreaded most of all.

She and Kakashi both knew what was coming next. Their enemy was going to send them back in and the two ninja took the final seconds to prepare themselves.

Their subjugators were coming back to send Sakura and Kakashi back into a very frightening world- an evil world. The genjutsu was the torture that their enemy hoped would break them, making them spill their guts, their identities, their homes, everything they had. So far, it had failed.

The heavy metal door crashed open with a bang, rattling the walls and in walked two pale men whose faces Sakura had sadly memorized.

"Anyone feel like talking today?" one of the men all but yelled into the stuffy room. He was a tall skeletal man with dark hair and even darker eyes that made his pale skin seem even more drastic against the insipid lighting of the room. Over the time spent in her stone jail, Sakura had learned his name to be Lan. He was clearly the leader.

The other man was a little more masculine, his body covered in lean muscle. His hair was lighter than his partners' and bright blue-gray eyes stood out against his un-tanned face.

Kakashi growled as both men rounded on his small, female teammate. It was their usual routine: going for who they thought to be the weaker of the two. They did this all because she was a woman who seemed so very fragile.

"How about it, pinky? Feel like taking the smart way out?" the man, who Sakura had failed to identify yet, questioned as his fingers toyed with her hair. She fought nausea as his touch curled in and out of her roseate locks. Her body all but strained to avoid his repulsing touch.

Kakashi could see her anger simmer behind the stoic façade Sakura had put up. The rage in her eyes only grew when Lan bent down, whispering into her face, "Come on, baby. You don't need this; you disserve better." Kakashi cringed at the innuendo in the evil man's voice.

That was a big mistake. In fact, it was a giant mistake.

The pink haired medic-nin smiled, slightly tilting her face towards Lans' above her. She narrowed her eyes and, leaning a little closer, spat in his face. "Go to hell." She growled defiantly.

That's my girl. Kakashi thought as his heart warmed for his partner. Always a spitfire. If it weren't for the circumstances, he'd have smiled in pride. Then, the loud sound of skin on skin changed his mood as Lan's hand whipped across Sakura's face.

She was silent, not showing even an ounce of emotion. It almost appeared as though nothing had happened.

She was silent- the complete opposite of Kakashi. His hands pulled against the rusty metal as he screamed with murderous intent, "I'll kill you! Know that."

Grassy green eyes met dark brown while blue met Kakashi's mismatched set. Then they were submerged headfirst into a nightmare.

The genjutsu had seemed so simple at first- almost gentle, almost innocent. It appeared to be an uncomplicated mind block and an alternate reality. Sakura and Kakashi thought they could handle it, but they were proven wrong; desperately wrong.

The trap would put them in a safe environment, a soother if you will. It all felt so normal, lulling them into a false sense of security. Then it would change suddenly, knocking them off their pedestal and causing their bodies to revolt. Skin would become hypersensitive and the caught would only find relief in each other's bodies.

It was never gentle- only rough and violent. They would hurt each other in ways so dark that it tore their minds to ugly, bloody pieces. They violated one another all at the hands and minds of others. It was enough to drive even the strongest of shinobi completely and utterly insane.

The captors would then proceed to bring them back to reality. The two leaf-nin knew it was a ploy to break them- an attempt at turning them against each other.

And then… the torture would begin, the interrogation would begin.

During this, the time in which they needed each other most, Kakashi became all she had and Sakura became all he had. They fought it tooth and nail. Together.

Then, after failing, they'd put them back.

End Prologue…