Note: I don't own the characters.
Note: Indra and Madara are Mikoto's older brothers.
Shisui is Mikoto's nephew.
Note: IndraSakuMada. Enjoy.
She peers into the darkness
Her emerald orbs shined ominously
She sees a beautiful woman
Chased.
An animalistic growl escapes her lips
As she sees the men after her
Like beasts hunting their prey.
She follows them in the shadows
Determined to end their miserable lives.
How dare they…
How fucking dare they.
"N-No! Please don't!"
Whimpers the woman.
The men grasp her wrists
Clamping on with a vice grip.
Surely, there will be bruises
But that was the least of her problems.
They lick their lips
Anticipating that tonight,
Oh tonight
Will be a sweet and memorable night
Of how they will eat this woman up.
"Hey, did you just hear that?"
"Who's out there?!"
"Show yourself!"
The trio glance around nervously.
The atmosphere has changed
Sending shivers
Down their spines.
"You dirty, fucking pigs.
I will show you true horror."
The woman had long fainted.
The trio's screams
Fell onto deaf ears.
No one would miss them
No one would find them.
Not even
A single trace.
She wipes her lips of their blood
Scowling in distaste.
She glances at the unconscious woman
Her beautiful obsidian hair
Cascaded down to her back
In glorious waves of darkness
And her beautiful face
Free of blemish
Except for that red hand mark
That made her glare dangerously
At her dead attackers.
She gently picks up the woman
And takes her home.
When Sakura arrived home, she was greeted with a familiar face. Shocked, the red haired man quickly led her to a vacant room and started to mend the unconscious woman's wounds.
A few days later, the unconscious woman's soft groans caught Sakura's attention. She was finally waking up! She was starting to get worried.
Beautiful eyes as black as onyx stared at the pink hair woman in confusion and a hint of panic.
"W-Where am I? Who are you?" asks the woman, edging away from Sakura slowly. She had just woken up after sleeping in for three days and was feeling quite groggy.
Sakura gives the woman a warm smile and says "My name is Sakura and this is my home." The woman, who didn't completely notice her surroundings before stared in silent awe at the various luxuries that decorated this magnificent piece of space. Sakura observed the woman carefully and frowned upon noticing her abnormally thin and malnourished structure. "You haven't been eating, ma'am. Why is that?" she asks, sincerity in her tone. The woman who was now sitting up against the the wall looked down at her hands with her bangs covering her eyes.
"I-I can't tell you" whispers the woman, tears spilling from her eyes and dropping onto her hands. "If I tell you, he will be so upset with me," she says, looking up at Sakura. The pink haired woman stared at the crying woman with a pang in her chest. She asked in a serious tone "Who is going to get upset? Tell me. I will have him dealt with accordingly." Her tone left no room for arguments.
"Danzo..."
Sakura's eyes widened in disbelief.
"I should have noticed it sooner!" she exclaims. She sits down on the bed and takes the woman's hands into her own. "There is someone I'd like you to meet," she says with a smile. As if everything was planned, Two men walk through the door and as manly as they looked, they paled when they saw the woman in the bed.
"M-Mikoto!?" gasps the man with long spikey hair that went down to his waist and equally spikey bangs that framed his beautifully sculpted features. Within a few steps, he was by the woman's side, enveloping her in a much needed hug.
"Sister?! W-What are you doing here for? What happened?" asks the second man. He also dawned magnificently spikey and obsidian hair, just like the man and Mikoto. He had blue marking under his eyes and bangs that also framed his beautiful features. His expressions changed from shock to realization to rage. "Who did this to you?!" His once calm demeanor turned beast. His eyes started to bleed red and pinwheels started to appear, slowly spinning and changing into a dangerous pattern that was all too familiar to the pink haired woman.
"I have dealt with them, my love. Please calm yourself-" before Sakura finished, Madara interrupted her, causing her to glare at the two idiots that were about to get their asses handed to them.
"You should have let me deal with them! I would've killed-"
"I told you I have dealt with them, my love" says Sakura in a dark and ominous firm. Mikoto shivered and leaned into Madara's embrace, slightly scared of the pink haired woman. "Don't you dare utter about this again." Her lovers grunted and looked away, muttering several unmentionables under their breath.
"W-What do you mean you d-dealt with them? And how are you two still alive?" asks Mikoto, clearly far more confused than when she first woke up. The men glance at each other and exchanged worried looks.
"Do you believe in vampires, Mikoto?" asks Sakura. Indra takes his place beside Mikoto and holds her hand while an old tale spills out from Sakura's lips. All of her happiness, her mistakes, her doings, whether they were justified or not, was being absorbed by Mikoto. More tears spilled from her eyes as she listened without interrupting. Madara held onto her tightly, missing his little sister after not seeing her for what seemed like decades. Indra, the eldest brother, gave her hand a reassuring squeeze and a small smile, letting her know he was as happy as Madara to see her.
-Later that day-
"This is where you live?" asks Sakura in a small tone filled with shock and slight disgust. Mikoto looked down and shifted uncomfortably while Sakura continued to look over the abandoned warehouse. With every passing second, Mikoto felt the temperature get slightly colder and shivers. "This is unacceptable," says Sakura while taking Mikoto's hands in hers gently. "Come live with me."
Mikoto stared at her with wide eyes and stuttered "B-but you have already been too kind to me! This is too much! I'm not the only one living here-"
"Then I will take all who live with you to my home. There are no if, ands or buts, Mikoto." Mikoto envelopes the pink haired woman in a warm hug. This woman, who looked several years younger than herself had a heart as big as her home. They stayed like that until they heard a rattle in the distance. Sakura quickly pulled Mikoto behind her and glared into the shadows. "Come out, Danzo, I know you're here," she hisses. The hairs on the back of Mikoto's neck stand up upon hearing this dreadful person's name. He appeared from the shadows behind the dumpster (That's right. Where the trash is. Gosh, I hate this man. Grrr!). The man who turned her family upside down and supposedly killed her beloved brothers.
"My Queen," he says in a sickeningly mocking and innocent tone. "I didn't know you would be here. What brings you to this sickly part of town?" asks the man who concealed part of his face from them. He wore his formal attire casually, letting first few buttons of his dress shirt open for the world to see his scars.
"I thought I told you to disappear from my sight," she says, glaring dangerously at the man. Mikoto didn't know when she moved but before she realized it, she saw Sakura in front of Danzo, her delicate fingers clamped around the older man's neck. She saw that his face was turning slightly red at the unwelcoming gesture. "Why are you here? What business do you have with this warehouse? You would do well to heed my warning, Danzo, or the next time I have you in my grasp, your life will be no more." She lets him go and watches emotionlessly as the man falls onto the floor and gasps loudly, intaking precious gulps of air that he was just deprived of. Any longer and he was about to be pushing up daisies. It was too early for him to die. He still had plans to set in motion…
He grunted and made his way back to the shadows but not before giving Mikoto a sly and mysterious look. It sent more shivers down the poor woman's spine as she quickly hid behind Sakura.
When Sakura couldn't feel him anymore, she sighed softly and took Mikoto's hand into her own. They entered the warehouse and both were surprised to see three obsidian haired males quickly get onto their feet and rush to Mikoto.
"Mother, where have you been?" asks the youngest one. He looked to be about Sakura's age (if she was human) and his hair reminded the pink haired woman of the backside of a chicken. "And who the fuck are you?"
"Sasuke! Don't be so rude," says the slightly older male. He had his beautiful hair tied into a low pony tail, His dark and calculating eyes stared at Sakura with distrust but took on a softer tone when he realized that his mother was alright and unharmed.
"Auntie, who is this?" asks a male with short and unkept hair. He seemed rather intelligent for his age and slightly older than the man with a pony tail.
Mikoto took their hands and led them to the small mattress that they all shared. Sakura was content with sitting with them as well, her true nature was unknown to them and it was unnerving. She wore a nicely fitted pair of black jeans and an off the shoulder sweater. Crossing her legs, she half listened to Mikoto's tale of how she was being chased and ended up at her home. But she left out the true details of Sakura's little tale and for that, she was grateful. Sakura silently observed the state of the three men and her eyes softened.
"Mother, what do you mean we will go to her home?" asks Itachi with a small frown. He sensed foul play in the distance but couldn't quite put his finger on it. There was something not right here. There was no way in hell that this woman in front of them was going to-
Sakura's ringtone (Itachi's theme song! Love that tune) broke the delicate silence of the warehouse and startled Shisui's socks off.
"Hello, where are you?" asks Sakura through her phone. She exchanges small greetings and gives her location. Ending her call with a 'see you in a bit', she taps Mikoto's shoulder and points outside. Mikoto understands her message and turns to her boys.
"We will be living with Sakura from now on. She has agreed to let us live in her home," says Mikoto with a bright smile; the first real smile that they saw since their father's (Shisui's uncle) death. For a few seconds, there was no reaction from any of them until Shisui suddenly bursted into tears and hugged Sakura and Mikoto like his life depended on it. Taken by surprise, Sakura stiffens but smiles softly and rubs soothing circles on the man's back. Sasuke turned his head away and tried to silently weep at their great luck on this fateful night while gripping Itachi's hand tightly. Said man gave a small and barely noticeable and a nod of appreciation toward the pinkette.
-Back at Saku's home-
Indra and Madara were deeply concentrated on their reading material when their door slammed open and revealed a bloody Jiraiya with a near death Deidara in his arms.
"Where is Sakura?!"
"What happened to him?" asks Indra, dropping his book and coming to Jiraiya's aid. He quickly looks over the blond haired man's vitals and his eyes narrow. He turns to Madara and says "Get her. He will die if she doesn't heal him." The younger male nodded before disappearing into the shadows in a blur of black and red.
-A couple of miles from Saku's home-
Sakura drove casually, making light conversation and getting the Uchiha's to warm up to her.
"Hey Sakura, what's your last name? I've never seen you around town before," asks a curious Shisui. Mikoto, who sat in the front with the pinkette glances at her, equally curious.
"My last name is-"
"Sakura!" yells a voice. Sakura snaps her head to see Madara appearing and her eyes widened. "Get back home now. Deidara might not make it."
"What?! No!" Before the Uchiha's in the car could react, Sakura disappeared in a blur of pink. Madara turned to his dearest sister and slide himself into the front seat.
"I'll explain everything later," he says while driving them back to home. He glances at the mirror and says "It's been a while, Shisui, Itachi, Sasuke."
"Uncle? What- We thought you were dead?!" says Sasuke. Madara sighs and shifts himself into a more comfortable position.
-FLASHBACK-
"I see you have quite the endurance, Indra, Madara," says Danzo, smirking at the two Uchihas. He admired his work greatly and that sickened the two brothers. If they were not chained to this wall and hung a good few feet away from Danzo, he would've been as good as dead. "I wouldn't fall asleep now, my boys. I still have much more experiments to test out on you two," he chuckles evilly as he slowly exits the damped and unkempt room that smelled like mold.
"Hn, we really did get ourselves into some deep shit, brother," says Madara as he spits out the blood from his ruptured lip, courtesy of Danzo. "This time, even I don't believe that we'll be able to get out of this alive," he says quietly. His voice dropping off to a murmur as he slowly loses his consciousness.
"I don't understand. We are not so weak that we cannot take down one old man… How can he be so strong?" questions the older brother to himself. Indra watches as his little brother's light slowly extinguished and felt himself follow shortly behind. But his silent hopes for a quick death were interrupted by a loud slam of the door.
"Now that you both have rested, it is time to continue," says the crazed Danzo, inching near the two males with a dangerous contraption, one that made even Indra's eyes widen.
-Elsewhere-
"I'm tired of this! I will see to it that I end his life," hisses Sakura. She paced around, regretting her decision but realized that this was not just about a rogue that was turned. Oh no, he was a problem that had to be dealt with. Others might not understand, but she had the weight of the entire city on her shoulders with this one individual. It irritated her to no end. "Shannaro!" she yells as she hits a nearby wall, causing the abandoned building to shake and collapse into rubble. She turns to Hidan and says "Get Zetsu here immediately. I want no trace of this to get out to anyone."
"Heard you loud and fucking clear, babe," says her foul mouth companion. He disappears to find the man while Sakura turns and glares menacingly at the ominous building she once created.
'I never thought that I would be coming back to this place… ' she thinks while- a piercing scream rips into the night, startling the damned one. She snaps her head up and glances left and right. Realizing that it was coming from below, she rushes into the building and kicks the door down where she heard the shrieks. "Danzo! What are you-" she gasps at the two brothers.
Startled that he couldn't sense her, he drops his contraption and kneels before her.
"My Queen-"
"How dare you, you wretched fool," she snarls. Her once bright emerald eyes glowed dangerously bright and held an ounce of madness in them. "I told you to cease your operations and yet you have decided to ignore my warning again," she says, making her way to the brothers. Their blood was deliciously sweet but that wasn't why she came here. With each passing second, she saw the pools of blood become larger and it made her squirm uncomfortably.
She decided.
She wouldn't let them die.
Sakura clutches Danzo's shirt between her fists and stares at him with her dark orbs.
"If I ever see you again in this lifetime, I will show you true horror. Now get out," she says with an authoritative tone. He collapses with a grunt and is reluctant to obey. He was not strong enough to take her on but he will wait, until the time is right. Sakura turns back to the brothers and her gaze softens. "You poor children," she says while tearing away at the shackles. They both fell into her arms softly. Only one of the brothers opened his eyes to see a faint tint of pink before passing out.
Then, they disappeared into the night.
True to her word, the next day, the building was nowhere to be seen and every record of it was destroyed.
No one questioned it.
-PRESENT-
"S-So you're saying she's a v-vampire?! And you are too?!" asks Shisui, unable to believe what he was hearing. Itachi and Sasuke were speechless as well. Mikoto sat there, letting out small sobs of relief to know that Sakura had saved her older brothers from death-
"Shit!" cursed Madara as he swerved and almost hit a pedestrian. "That fool better not die on us," he mutters while speeding back to home. The scream that came from home echoed into the night, sounding more and more like a wounded animal.
-Saku's home-
"H-He's found her, Sakura…" whispers Deidara, weak and covered with dried blood. He had a punctured lung and nearly all of his limbs were broken and not just anywhere, his joints. He was experiencing such excruciating pain but even he was too worn to utter more than just a whisper.
"Please, Deidara, you have to be alright," says Sakura while clutching his hand. He winced and she took the knife from the holster by his hip. Without another thought, she stabbed her wrist and tore through her flawless skin, letting her ancient lifeline free from their fleshy prison. A sweet and deliciously tempting scent filled the air that affected all the occupants of her home. "Drink, my dear, before it all goes to waste," she says, inching closer to his fangs.
"N-No, I can't… yeah. I wouldn't never-"
"Shut up and drink! I won't let another one of my precious friends die on me, shannaro!" she says, her angry tears cascading down her face. She shook her fist angrily, seconds away from punching the daylights out of her friend for not listening to her. He lifted a trembling hand and brought her wrist closer to his lips and tasted the liquid ecstasy that now coursed through his veins.
He kept his lips on her wrist for what seemed like eons before the door slammed opened to reveal a very upset Indra. As he stalked his way to the healing blonde, his love clutched her bleeding wrist and looked at the blonde with the gentle emerald orbs that he loved the most. Oh, how he loved the heart that she had worn on her sleeve. She was so damned caring that sometimes, it irritated him to no end. He half glared at his companion and thought 'You're lucky, boy. You should treasure your life because it belongs to her now'.
"He should be fine now…" says Sakura before her knees buckled and she collapsed. Indra quickly reappeared behind her and caught his love in his arms. He sighed softly.
Jiraiya sighed with relief and excused himself but not before telling Sasori to take care of the blonde haired man.
"Indra, where is she?!" yells an uncharacteristically frantic Madara at his older brother. He smelled his love's blood and knew what she had done; what she would have done for any of her precious friends. He caught his older brother just in time. Indra came out from their room and shut the door gently behind him.
"She is fine, little brother. Please use your inside voice," he says coldly. Madara knew that Indra was equally as irritated with Sakura's disregard for her own life. His eyes took a different tone when he saw the rest of the Uchiha family by the door. "Brother, take our family to the spare rooms and be back right after. I must speak with you in private," says Indra before retreating back into their sleeping quarters.
While Madara showed his lovely sister and the three males to their rooms, Indra stripped Sakura and dressed her in more suitable clothing and gently placed her on the bed they shared. He loosened his tie and took everything off except for his boxers and carefully crawled into bed with his love. Minutes later, his little brother entered the room sounding more exhausted by each passing second. He also stripped himself down until he only wore his boxers as well. Madara slid himself next to Sakura so that the two devilishly handsome brothers sandwiched their love in the crimson colored sheets.
"Madara," whispers Indra in a serious tone. Madara stiffened slightly and braced himself for the next set of words that nearly caused him to growl loudly with distaste. "He's found her." Madara could see his brother's eyes glow a dangerous red, almost mirroring his own red eyes. They both knew what this meant and dreaded the horrors that would follow.
Note: Let me know how it is. Please and thank you. - Selina