Title: The death wish
Chapter: Part 1
Author:meannaneko
Characters/Pairing:Ita/Saku, Sasu/Saku, Mada/Saku
Type: Continuous (InComplete)
Genre: General/ficlets life
Word Count: 9563
Rating:M-for language, sexual content, dark themes, allusions to character deaths.
Disclaimer: Naruto belongs to Kishimoto-san.
Summary: This is the prequel to Life is never that simple. This follows the current cannon storyline. Sasuke believes Madara's tale, and agrees to join the Akatsuki to destroy Konoha. How the world lives under his rule.
Author's note:
Prologue
"Kaa-san, tell me a true story…" the small Uchiha prodigy sat looking out his window into the inky night. The soft orbs of his very pregnant mother came to her son's side.
"Will you sleep if I do?" she inquired. The raven haired boy nodded.
"In a land far from here there are angels living among men…" she started with smile, the logical child scoffed at this.
"I said true story, Kaa-san." The woman chuckled.
"It is true my son, in the land of Star there is a family line, the keepers of Kami-sama's sword." The boy's orbs went wide. "Upon delivery of the sword the angel was cut, leaving its blood on a baby…creating the first no Tenshi of Star." She titled her head, the boy just starred his mind taking flight. "As angels they have special gifts…but their biggest is their hearts. For if you are loved, when they cry for you a crystal tear falls." The boy huffed, shaking his head.
Mikoto lifted a finger, and went to her room. When she returned she asked her son to close his eyes and open his hand, he did. In the center of his palm a warm item was placed that raced through his body. He slowly opened his eyes to see a tear shaped crystal in his hand. "Don't tell your father I showed you this, my son." He nodded. "that tear was from a no Tenshi, given to me…many years ago. What do you feel?"
"Warm," the boys shoulders relaxed as he slowly drifted back to lay on his futon, "sleepy."
"A tear from no Tenshi has power…and the greatest of which is only revealed to those who are selfless, for they may be given a Death wish." The boy gasped. "A selfless wish made at death that brings a crystal tear from the heart of a no Tenshi…maybe granted." She finished in a soft, kind, gentle voice. Mikoto was unsure if her son heard it, for his onyx orbs were already closed. She leaned in close, "hold this close my son, for in this life…this is the most I can do to protect your preciousness, Ita-kun." Before placing a light kiss on her son's forehead.
-000-
A reanimated corpse, that about summed up what Itachi was at this moment. Itachi was chained to a wall, chakra suppressing tags embedded in his skin and dressed in a simple Yukata. He had just been returned from his scheduled shower time, in which he was escorted by his brother. His only use at this moment was that of a fully blind sperm donor, how humiliating.
Itachi did not even know who was collecting the samples every other day, the person never introduced themselves. Rarely spoke to him for the past two of his three months of confinement, since it was not something he did willingly. He assumed it was female, since their hands were small and the sweet cherry blossom scent was distinctively feminine. Who ever the creature was, she sighed, a lot. Plus what words were spoken, was in a feminine tone, however extremely cold and detached. She did offer an apology initially. Of course the first couple times, he could tell the person was inexperienced in sexual relations. Even with the humiliating, and against his will requirement to keep his resurrected life, the only positive was that he was pleasured by the act.
Itachi thought she was a medic, as he had felt her healing the occasional beatings he would get from Madara, who enjoyed telling Itachi of his grand failure. The reports that after Itachi's death, Sasuke believed Madara's lie, the elder had nothing to do with the massacre. That vengeance against Konoha was the only way to avenge Itachi and the Uchiha clan, thus Sasuke willingly became his student. Of course, Sasuke later confirmed it was in exchange to bring his brother back, heal him of the disease and be kept alive as a sperm donor for clan revival, since he was the prodigy. 'I died happily, why the hell did I want that?' Itachi could only think.
Sasuke would sit with him, day after day, asking questions probing, proding, dancing around subjects, namely that it was the elder's who ordered Itachi to kill the clan. The elders were convinced that the Uchiha clan, were standing in the way of letting Itachi go to fulfill his destiny, through the bond of blood. Even saying the proof included when the Konoha police force threatened to imprison Itachi, after he killed Shisui. That he did it singularly, he did not have an accomplice. 'Lie.' Itachi was sold, because a bargain signed in blood, to Madara by their father, so the boy could be trained to be the most powerful Uchiha at age 8.
Itachi knew Madara was right outside the door. He kept his mouth shut, did not react. When the two brother's interacted was the only time, other than beatings, that Madara graced Itachi's presence. For this the raven haired male was eternally grateful. He started at that point paying closer attention to the world around him. He would listen to conversations, subtle movement and shifts. He knew training was not allowed, but started doing isometric exercises to keep his muscles from atrophying. In this he would catch snippets of conversations, namely between the female forced to tend to him now, not just to collect the samples.
The argument between her and his brother was priceless, "the servants just throw food at a blind man, who is chained up and hope he catches it. That is degrading, Sasuke…I'll take care of him, alright…but you keep your nin-dog bitch away from me, understand." Her words harsh, Itachi heard a low growl from his brother.
"I am not fucking Karin…" Sasuke retorted.
"Funny, how did you get the disease I had to heal…" Sasuke just growled. "Ah she did that again…why don't you kill her?"
"Madara-sama won't let me," Sasuke admitted.
"Put up some seals and traps to keep her out…it's not that hard." The female spoke, another low grumble, "told you Sasuke, don't try to break into my room. And if you did not try to molest me in my sleep, I would let you sleep in my bed."
"You said you'd do anything…" The words said in what one would suppose, was a seductive manner. What Itachi heard next was a muffled noise, the sound of lips against lips. Some muffled 'mhph,' a few beats later a thump against a wall.
"Wait aren't I too weak and useless for you, Sasuke-kun," her words dripped with an unknown venom. Another muffled, 'mphm,' followed by another thump, "No Sasuke, what I am doing to help you keep your brother alive…I think, right now." She snapped at Sasuke, and closed the door.
After that she would patiently bring Itachi's his food and drinks, she told him where it was like hands on a clock. Her tone was not so cold or hard, but a professional compassionate medic. Also added to her duties, was helping him to the shower, helping change him as needed. She even took him out to walk the grounds almost daily. All the time, she never gave him her name. But her presence was calming to the man, her quiet attentiveness to his needs made the situation, tolerable. Later, of course, she would get the sperm.
Itachi had heard the rumors and gossip, that both Madara and Sasuke were developing their harems for clan revival. That in their sweeps across the land, as the Akatsuki conquered they took the strong kunoichi for this. He soon heard it was mostly Madara who sought this. The servants gossiped that Sasuke only wanted the pink haired medic. This was somewhat confirmed by a fight between a shrill voiced woman to the female medic.
"You pink haired slut, stay away from my Sasuke-kun?"
"Karin, you imbecile, you are a concubine nothing but a whore, will be one of many…and I would rather rip off his testicles and shove them down his throat, then let Sasuke lay one diseased finger on me. Since he got it from you, whore."
"How dare you!" the shrill one yelled, only to be slammed into a wall, then her wail, "Sasuke-kun help me…the freak is hurting our baby." A second later there was, a second slam.
"Sakura, don't hurt Karin, she's pregnant." A thump, then a slam was heard.
"Asshole," Itachi heard as his door was slammed, locked and he heard the heavy breathing of the medic nin, the one with pink hair. He only knows one of those.
The other pieces from the servants, that the medic nin was the only one they responded to. It was her temper and ability to punch craters that was enough to put most in line. Added to that, the words that even Sasuke's pregnant whore would be a useless head of household, unlike the former apprentice to the Hokage. Itachi knew who it was.
Finally Itachi heard the most interesting argument, it was the pinkette and his little brother.
"Sakura, don't turn away from me."
"No Sasuke, you let them kill Naruto-kun…wow you killed off both your brothers," Sasuke snarled a low growl, "don't you feel powerful," A thump and a feminine groan.
"I did not kill Naruto," Sasuke retorted, fury in his voice.
"You were part of the extraction, you let that bast…" her haughty voice was intriguing.
"The council of elder's handed Naruto over, Sakura." Sasuke snarled.
"And you believe his lie…Tsunade would never…" Sasuke scoffed.
"It is amazing what the Hokage's will allow when forced into a corner…since they sold you to him three month ago." Itachi heard in the voice of his younger brother. A thump later, the words that came next made for interesting information, indeed.
"Whose fault is it I am here in the first place, bastard?" he heard the rage in her voice. "oh yes…yours and that nin-dog bitch of yours…" another loud thump was heard.
"Damn it, Sakura don't…I am trying my best…right now it is all I can do to keep you from Madara-sama. You know you are the top of his list for his harem." She growled at this, her breath coming stilted, "he says it's because you are a Haruno." A slight groan from the female, "Isn't that why he forced you to sign in blood not to kill him?" Another low growl came from the girl, Itachi just listened. "Now, if you want to be alive and not chained to his side, and stuck in his harem right now…keep your temper in check."
Itachi heard her growl, huff then sigh, 'she gave up a losing battle.' The next phrase shocked Itachi, "fine, you and I spar, my terms one hour. We will have a memorial for Naruto, for OUR friend, OUR teammate, am I clear!" A stern harshness that was unmistakable. His brother audibly winced. Itachi got what he needed, the door opened then closed. He heard her prep for her, "duty."
"I am graced by the presence of the Sakura Haruno, I presume." Itachi spoke smoothly eloquently. The woman's breath hitched, then stilled.
"Yes, Uchiha-san."
"Formalities, when we have had such…interesting contact." The man again said smoothly, this brought a gasp and a squeak. Itachi could only assume it was accompanied by a blush.
"Are you the one who brought me back…"
"No, you were already resurrected at that point, had been in a coma for a month already. I just healed you. Do you know what caused the disease?" he gave a slight grunt, "Ah, your chakra channels were weak…you blew them out and burned your internal organs. I simply healed the chakra burns," She said simply, "I was ordered not to touch your eyes…" she said almost as an after thought. "Why talk now…to me?" she asked. Almost forgetting what she was there for, actually she did forget.
"To you, I have finally learned your name." Itachi answered smoothly, she sucked in at this. Then he heard a slap of skin against skin, he assumed it was her hitting her head.
"Would you have talked earlier if…" Itachi just nodded. "but I thought I gave it." Itachi shook his head, "oh…when you had just regained consciousness." Another slap, "and why else," She could feel the moving of chakra, and followed with her own, with a scoff she understood. "Madara is not here." A slow blink, "but is always outside the door when your brother is," another slow blink.
"What is the truth," She said firmly. Itachi just blinked.
"I will tell you, if you heal my eyes." He bartered.
"I can't." she retorted.
"At least enough so I can see with regular sight," Itachi said firmly. "So I can use the restroom unassisted, would be nice." She inhaled for a second, "and, well, we are forced into this arrangement. I would like to see the person who is master…'
"That's enough…" she cut him off, it was bad enough she was forced to collect his sperm samples every other day. She did not need it said out loud. A few minutes later, after a swipe of her probing chakra into the environment, clicks of what Itachi assumed were lights. He heard scratching of pencil to paper, again he sensed a spike and then nothing. She came to his side, her gentle hands against his temples. She probed with warm, soothing chakra. A light huff, "the normal sight is easy, close your eyes." A breathy whisper hit his ears. A moment later instead of warm healing chakra, he felt cool chakra, then a swipe of warmth. "Open…" slowly his dark onyx orbs blinked open.
He was in a small room, with only one light one. He was on a single futon, he looked at the furniture he had found in the room. His scan ended on the magnificent sight of wide exotic jade orbs, her pink hair back in a messy bun. When his orbs met hers he was graced with a small, but true smile as dull lifeless jade, sparkled for a brief moment.
"Thank you, Sakura." He said firmly, his voice expressionless. She looked to him expectantly, "yes…I was sold to Madara, by my father in the pursuit of more power for the clan."
"your mother?"
"Was not strong enough to fight the will of my father or the will of the clan," Itachi said with a hint of his anger at this. He knew Mikoto did not want her son given to the man but could not fight it by herself. She tried for Sasuke at least. "When he went to take me from Konoha, that is when the clan fought him and he convinced the elders the clan should be eliminated. Sarutobi could not fight the elders and Danzo," Sakura glared at the word. "The Hokage tried…until Madara threatened to kill all in Konoha, not just the Uchiha clan." Sakura's orbs went wider, if possible with this tale.
"But…Sasuke…"
"Two people were suppose to live, my brother and my mother…Madara agreed that Sasuke was too young to be left alone. But…" Itachi shook his head. "Sasuke needed to be stronger than me…he needed to use the power of hate, to not just defeat me, but Madara as well." Sakura just looked down, silent tears falling from orbs. This was too much, her heart aching so hard at this moment.
"Why would your parents let the council sell you, Sakura?" the girl winced.
"My adoptive parents…are civilian, the shinobi tell them I am needed, so be it." She admitted. Itachi turned his head at this.
"Ah, I wondered why a girl with pink hair had two parents with brown…" Sakura smirked slightly. "pink…your mother, is from star?" Itachi asked she gave a curt nod.
"My birth father, was one of the few Haruno to be a shinobi, he was killed when my mother was pregnant with me." Sakura admitted sadly.
Itachi took in her features, her pale pink lips in a natural pout, her long legs highlighted in tight black shorts and short medic skirt. Her top was a black fishnet top, with bands placed around her bust. But her muscular and trim figure was very obvious.
She stood to leave, "I need to beat up Sasuke." Itachi looked to her, the slight quirk of his head. "I will…take care of that…later." She blushed slightly, not even looking at the fact the man had an obvious erection.
It was learned response at this point for the man, just her scent some days was enough to bring his arousal. Even though it was humiliating; the experience was very pleasurable, and the girl had gotten much more adept and proficient over the months. Of course starring at her, knowing what she was going to do to him was arousing. He watched her leave, a slight glow in his orbs, she did have a very nice ass. If this is all he has in his life, so be it…still is and always will be a tool, never just himself, Itachi.
Two hours later Sasuke came in obviously bruised and battered, heard Madara still laughing, "you let a little girl beat you up." Itachi pretended he could not see his brother, fixed gaze on the same spot it has been for the past four months.
"Akini…answers come when you bring light into the darkness, correct?" Itachi just blinked. That was all that was said, the two left. But right before, Madara added.
"Itachi will need to be at the burning…since somehow Naruto had some of his…power," Itachi blinked slowly, Sasuke exhaled but remained stoic as ever. "Another remarkable failure…Itachi, the sword will be ours." The masked one said with full confidence.
-000-
A top wood pyramid, laid an orange object. Blue orbs closed forever, blonde hair splayed. Across his chest, lovingly laid was the blue forehead protector. The orange, purple and pink of the dying sun were lazily drifting across the sky behind the pyre. The long pink haired teen, her hair fluttering on the breeze, dressed in long flowing memorial robes finished preparing the body. Her dull, lifeless orbs were still red from the tears she shed.
This was the scene Itachi was escorted to, still pretending to be blind. A part of his heart wrenched at the sight, for this was what he had spend so much of his life trying to prevent. Next to Itachi was Sasuke, the clingy red headed shrill one, "the useless crybaby is at it again." She sneered. Kisame on the other side of Sasuke merely glared.
"Shut it, whore 18." He snarled out, "Pinky has a right to grieve." Itachi did not react, but was inwardly smirking.
"I have a name," she retorted.
"Does not matter, whore 18," Kisame retorted evenly. "The only two females who get called by their names are Pinky and Konan." The shrill yelled,
"I will be treated with respect, I am Sasuke-kun's," she clung to the boy. Kisame actually reacted, a look of pure disgust in his face and orbs. A couple servants simply whispered, "18 is at it again." Itachi noted Madara on the side, along with Pein, Konan, and Zetsu. As many other's Itachi did not know as well, a few servants, guards, other females dressed rather scantily.
Finally ready, a hymn sounded through the hill. The little pink haired young woman started singing, voice full, strong, emotion filled chakra drifted towards all with every phrase. She would just lovingly caress the cold cheek of her best friend. A song of longing, of agony, of pain in the tone of a beautiful angel's voice, erupted from the petite form. A whisper, "the Hymn of passing…" several said. It was a promise to find the one who is gone, in this life or the next. A promise to protect and bring light from the agony, darkness and pain that had engulfed the life of the one dead.
All the while her orbs trained only on the whiskered face of her departed friend, her heart wrenching with every word. For every promise made in the song, another swipe of her hidden bloody fingers crossed his available bare skin, marking kanji for a release and return seal. The silver tears soon trekked down her cheeks, landing with thunks.
The red head sneered, "crybaby," while Sasuke looked confused. Kisame gasped at the sight, Itachi inclined his head slightly.
"What are those?" Sasuke whispered out.
"Crystal tears," Kisame answered, many gasped. The servants and guards were on the ground, bowing lowly at the sight, whispered words of reverence, "a no Tenshi." The four members of the Akatsuki looked to each other, taking a step back. The red head tried to be dismissive only to be thumped on the head by Kisame, "Shut up, you ignorant fool, that means she loved him."
"How would you know?" Sasuke asked.
"Wow…call it experience, where do you think Itachi got the sword Madara wants, fool. He had to fight Pinky's grandmother to earn it, just to set you free of the snake bastard." Kisame said with a scoff. Itachi did not react, but was grateful to hear his former partner speaking up at this.
Sakura continued to sing, her heart lain bare. She truly loved Naruto, berating her foolishness for being blind to his pain for so long. The promise reiterated over and over, she will find him again and love him fully. She was ushering his soul to peace through her song and tears, a good bye only for him. A white form appeared slightly hovering over the body, a shade replica of the dead blonde boy. Gasps came across the vale, Sasuke stated. "What?"
"The sword would have sealed his soul to his body," Kisame said with wisdom.
Cerulean blue locked with jade one last time, tears still streamed down her cheeks, thunks reverberating as the crystals met the wood. He lowered himself, reaching a translucent hand to the cheek of the pink haired girl. The hymn getting louder, stronger, the expression of the shade pure love to the girl singing to him, a beaming smile crossed his visage.
The lips moved, no sound came out, blazing blue met onyx of the teen. The accusation was clear as day. One word came out loud and clear, "TEME!" Sasuke could not react, being watched by Madara for any show of weakness. The shade leaned across kissing so gently the pink haired girl on the forehead. A whisper came out, "I love you too, Saku-chan."
Sasuke could just watch, had to remain stoic but the pain was excruciating. He realized at that moment he lost her, her heart would never be his. For this, Sakura would never forgive him his foolishness. His refusals to listen, to learn, to think beyond himself, his vengeance has cost him something truly remarkable, his best friend and access to the heart of the one he loves. Jealousy, even after death, towards the blonde, was seared into the soul of the raven haired teen.
Itachi just remained stoic, but he felt the beauty, the truth of the girl and her relationship with Naruto. It was a moment of exquisite torment, yet it actually warmed his heart. Here was such a creature of love, even for a Jinchuuriki, capable of loving anyone. Who obviously will turn his little brother away for he was part of this moment that broke her heart. His mind made up towards his plan, all he could do is ensure he lived long enough to fulfill it.
The last kanji finished, both their bodies glowed white. The chain reaction to this sight started when Madara yelled out to separate the girl from the dead body. "Now Sasuke," the teen looked to him, "set it ablaze," Sasuke sent the fire blast, but it was diverted from the pyre as a web of blue surrounded the pyramid and two occupants, said fireblast went directly to the mansion. A beam shot out of the boy, directed from the girl, the shade dissipated into the beam and a meteor like entity took flight the trajectory towards Star.
"FUCK!" Sakura's hand went white, sending it directly into the pyre. A white blaze erupted around her.
"You can not have the sword," she chuckled out through her tears.
The white fire growing by the second, as was the one on the mansion. Chaos ensued, servants and guards raced to put out the flames on the building. The pink haired girl stood firmly, as the white flames engulfed the pyramid. The hymn started again, fuller, stronger, as if now a chorus of angels were singing.
Two members went to try to get the pink haired one off, but were thrown back by the flames. The red head held a glow of victory, "the fool is going to kill herself." Sasuke turned, a hateful glare in his orbs.
Kisame smirked, "look again idiot, the flames aren't even touching her." Itachi heard two gasps at this a low growl came from the Masked man who commanded other's work to put out the fire on the mansion.
A moment later the masked one stood next to Itachi, guarding the man. Pein and Konan on other sides of the two raven haired men. They just watched the white fire burn, the pink haired one still sitting next to the burning body of her departed friend. Her body never touched by the flames. "Now I see why you insist we capture her," Pein said smoothly.
"And must not be allowed to be part of the battles," the blue haired kunoichi said firmly. Pein and Madara simply nodded their agreement. "She released the sword?" the woman asked, the masked man growled lightly and gave a curt nod.
"Back to Star," the man said firmly. Itachi just stood quiet, listening to the conversation. Again not moving, he pretended to have unfocused sight.
"That will make fighting Star more difficult," Pein added. Itachi just listened, the pieces coming together. Madara could never hold that sword. But Sasuke could through Shanao'o. The sword could seal a no Tenshi, making their deadly star jutsu's irrelevant in a fight. The fire on the mansion was extinguished, a report given and Madara ordered Itachi returned to his cell. The man wished he could stay, but could not.
-000-
The next two weeks Itachi's one enjoyment, other than the attention itself to his genitals was watching the pink haired girls face become flushed as he started to moan under her ministrations. He broke the wall of self-control, purposely. Honestly seeing the very beautiful woman over him, pleasuring him, even if it was to get a specimen. Brought things, thoughts, desires, a want from the depths of Itachi's being.
The pieces put together, a long term plan formed in his mind. He knew it would be using the pinkette, but it was no different than what the eldest Uchiha had planned. A tiny glimmer of hope however came over the man, as he had witnessed her orbs start to soften even if slightly towards him. That was what he wanted, what he needed for his plan to work. He needed to earn her love. He wondered if maybe in the process, he could have just one moment of happiness, since his life is truly at the mercy of Madara.
Upon Sakura's next foray into his room, bringing in his meal before she started with her duty, was when the plan was put into action. He started a conversation, asking about her family. He found out her father was a Jonin Shinobi Itachi had heard of, Delacore Haruno. He was the former genin teammate of his parents. Her mother, Saise Saiuto lives in the land of star. The name actually brought blinks from Itachi as he starred, honestly starred at the girl. He knew what that name meant. The pinkette blushed under the intense gaze.
"Why are you not in Star?" his question firm.
"I was sent to live with my father's family when I was four, I was not allowed to stay." The confession brought a slight ache to the girls chest and emerald orbs. This thought lead to a discussion about the memorial.
"You are a no Tenshi, like your mother?" he stated, she could just smirk her agreement. "It was very…beautiful, by the way." He added softly, honestly. She blushed fully at the compliment, "Was there any…repercussions?"
"It got sealed tighter," she said firmly, then a chuckle, "or so he thinks." A small glow in her orbs indicated it may not be the case. "It is in exchange for not interfering with my duty, since I have been taught the healing jutsu." Her innocent tone belied a hidden truth, Itachi smiled at the words, "But another blood oath…he seems to like those," Sakura admitted, bitterly. Itachi lifted a brow, "I can not aim a star attack at him, or Pein. That is funny since I am not even sure how I did it in the first place." She said sadly, looking away.
They shared information and stories they knew of the past, their brief meetings and shared memories. This brought true smiles from both actually. He told her of the foray to Star to get the sword she returned. The attempt to steal it, and thus attacked by sentient arcane artifacts that came flying at him. Sakura could just laugh she knew how that felt as well. His intention was to seal away the curse mark, and the hold of Orochimaru over Sasuke.
He was told of the full scale attack launched against all the countries at the hand of the Akatsuki, since they now possessed the ultimate weapon. Almost everyday, a new nation fell to the Akatsuki, the bloodshed kept to minimum to those who simply surrendered, namely Iwa, Kiri and Ame.
Only two countries still stood in opposition, Konohagakure and Star. A full scale war was going on as they spoke. She told of the latest casualty count, which included most of the Hyuuga clan, Tsunade, half the civilian population to include her adoptive parents, well actually the entire Haruno clan in Konoha was eliminated. When tears started to form in her orbs, she brushed them away, but Itachi reached for her hand. "In this, tears are warranted." He found the pinkette against his chest, crying, he wrapped an arm around her head and just held her.
After a month of amiable conversations which were carried on in the room, on their walks through the grove of trees. That was the only time she would sing, which was truly a wonderful sound for the man. Itachi kept up the pretense of being blind, letting her lead him. He saw all the other females giving the pinkette harsh glares, but the servants and guards were all exceptionally respectful and called her by "Sakura-sama." He did ask, "As of last week, I was told I will be Lady Uchiha, whether I like it or not. I am the only one capable. Madara thinks it will help if the servants already regard me as such."
"Won't help with the concubines…" Itachi said softly. This was reinforced with the shrill voiced one returned, barreling on their side of the hallway when she had space on the other.
"Outta the way freak." She had red hair, dark glasses, wide hips and no breast to speak of, Itachi was the one who did not move. The woman, "oofed."
"Are there boys here?" Itachi asked, looking to Sakura.
"I am not a boy, I am Karin, Sasuke-kun's…"
"Nin-dog bitch…but yes she is flat as a board, rather useless…can't even put together a shopping order to save her life, and has burned up the kitchen three times." Sakura said smoothly.
Karin pushed Sakura, and was ready to swing out, at the stubborn girl who did not move, "Guards." Sakura yelled out, immediately a plain looking man appeared by them almost immediately.
"Sakura-sama," He bowed lowly to the medic-nin.
"Please escort concubine number 18, away from us." Sakura's voice commanding, strong and cold much like her visage at that moment, rang through the hall as she pointed to Karin, "and is held with the other concubine's in the harem quarters as I take Itachi-sama out for his daily exercise, as ordered by Madara-sama." Karin tried to pout and retort, but the guard lead her away.
"As you wish Sakura-sama, come whore number 18." The guard ordered.
Once to the forest Itachi turned to her with a small smirk, "you already have the…strength for the position." She just laughed her true laugh.
There were day's she would just come in and cry on him. He became her safe place, her place of solace and comfort in a life where they were both prisoner's. One day they sensed Sasuke, soon followed by Madara getting close the conversation promptly ended. That is when Itachi indicated she perform her 'duty'.
The first time she glared viciously at him. She knew full well it was game, to torture whom, she was unsure. The next time, she complied willingly, with an equally vicious gleam. He leaned in, "tormenting my little brother…" a husky whisper came from his lips. She just hitched a brow.
"They could have given me the key so I could unchain you, and then you could accomplish this task yourself, since you seem more, compliant…I even suggested it," she whispered back.
She let her fingers trail down his toned abs he threw back his head and let out a breathy groan of approval. She noted his muscles not getting as atrophied as she thought they would. She had realized a while ago, even as unprofessional as it was. Sakura was really starting to enjoy this as much as he was, getting reactions from the stoic, expressionless Uchiha was fun. Of course she was attracted, it was the gorgeous Itachi Uchiha, who she found physically, mentally and emotionally very appealing.
Of course the tease to Sasuke was perfect revenge, the raven haired teen was ordered by Madara not to touch her, again, after the two were actually caught kissing. Yes she let Sasuke kiss her, and actually enjoyed it, a lot. She chalked it up to hormones running amok, since it was soon after performing her 'duty' for Itachi and was hot and bothered. Karin was the one to find them, and bring it to Madara's attention.
But according to Madara, if any were going to take her, it would be the eldest. But not yet, the man wanted to wait until they were in Konoha. Well and the fact she had a tendency to infuriate the eldest every chance she had, with her harsh glares, prickling demeanor and loud, annoying temper fits. She pushed him away, not letting Madara get close whether physically or emotionally. What added fuel to the silent battle for the pink haired one, was that the man now truly disliking the amount of time the pink haired woman spent with the pariah. She would remind him that it was part of her duty to ensure they could get viable sperm from the man.
"Why wouldn't they?" Itachi was able to ask, even with his orbs dark with lust and desire at that moment. A slight glow in her orbs indicated it was reflective what she was seeing in his. The desire was mutual.
Her time, stuck with the Akatsuki, being forced to be the head of household for a bunch of catty bitchy women jockeying for position. What helped, was watching all the males, namely Kisame, who was partnered with Sasuke, Madara and Itachi. This exposure has taught her much about being subtle, the Uchiha game. Itachi knew the other two males were still positioning for her, and did not want to risk Itachi impregnating her. Both Madara and Sasuke wanted her, by giving her the title Itachi knew Madara will take her as his wife. In the interim however, Sasuke was more concerned with keeping her from being raped.
"A matter of pride, I guess…" she whispered hotly in the shell of his ear, as she finally grabbed, but unable to fully engulf with her whole hand due to his massive girth. The engorged appendage throbbed, and was seeking release. He moaned very loudly, as her hand brushed firmly past the sensitive flesh. This did not take long, as his imagination took flight with her partly separated lips doing the work of her hand at that moment. A shuddering, quiver of his abdominals gave another loud moan of ecstasy, even saying her name.
Itachi did not hear the door rattle, a moment later. "Sakura, why is the door locked?" She quickly covered Itachi, who had a smile on his face.
"Give me a second I am putting the cap on the container." She walked to the door, taking a deep breath to suppress her own flushed expression. In a span of ten seconds she was standing there, nothing was out of place. Her hair the same, gloves on her hands, in front of a furious Sasuke. She was holding the container of semen she had just extracted from Itachi. The raven haired man was laying on the futon, gaze forward, just smiling.
"The door was locked to give him privacy and to preserve what is left of my dignity, Sasuke." Jade orbs glared at the teen.
A light huff was heard from the masked man behind him, "You should have enough viable sperm." The man said firmly.
"It has been only a month since he has been able to consistently produce viable sperm, Madara-sama. As I showed you, with the change in his diet and water consumption, and daily exercise has increased motility and viability of the specimens. Itachi-kun's body is now fully healed and, again as I showed you, miraculously, his reproductive organs working again." Sakura answered professionally, clinically. Out of the corner of his eye, Itachi saw a glare over take his brother's orbs at the addition of the honorific, but did not respond.
"Itachi-kun?" Madara asked.
"Funny thing…Sasuke, remember the person who saved me that day in the park, from you and your fan girls…was Itachi-kun." Her large emerald orbs expressive, emphasizing the point.
"Not to mention the flower picking expeditions, I did enjoy when you and Ino-san would find myself and Shisui and give us the daisies, Sakura-chan." Itachi added firmly, fully. This brought a wind chime giggling laugh from the girl.
"Yes, you and Shi-kun…were always so sweet," she added with another girlish giggle. Sasuke gaped then growled for this was the first time he has heard his brother speak, and it was to Sakura. The other raven haired male gave low growl, that was the first time that sound had come from the pinkette since her arrival. Not to mention a true sparkling smile aimed at Itachi.
"So number 18 was correct, you two, have been talking?" Madara said evenly.
"About the past…Itachi-kun is good listener," Sakura said firmly, with conviction.
"Sakura-chan likes to talk," Itachi added with firmness, and a tone of finality.
"Now if you will excuse me, Madara-sama, Sasuke, I need to take care of this," she indicated the container she held in her hand, with a slight bow. She brushed past both men, to the laboratory.
"Childhood acquaintances, merely that," Itachi said firmly.
"And you said her name…" Madara accused. Itachi just shrugged, a slight smile.
"What she is doing is not unpleasant." A small gleam was in his orbs. Both raven's growled lightly at the man.
This game went on for two weeks, each time Itachi could feel the heat coming off her form. Her emerald orbs would darken with her own desire. Her breathing would become erratic, the more he responded. Her hands would wander to more and more places on his lean body, brushing past sensitive spots including his nipples. Some day's he could almost feel her lips against his skin, as her hot breath would fall against the newly discovered erogenous zone. Each time he released though, her name fell from his lips. The door would open soon after, but Madara no longer trailed Sasuke on this.
Instead, this was a new torture for Sasuke by Madara because the younger Uchiha had convinced Kisame to be Sakura's body guard. This Itachi heard from Kisame himself, since the big blue man was finally given permission to visit, briefly, his former partner. According to the man, he and Sakura were friends and he did not want to see her get hurt by the man, yet. It was now known how brutal of a lover Madara is, since a couple girls in his harem have ended up dead after sessions with the man.
However Madara was not the only reason Kisame guarded the pink haired medic. It seems due to her attitude, the loyalty of the servants and guards, plus her position above all the other women, who were numbered. She was the only one addressed by name, Sakura was hated, immensely.
At the end of the two weeks Sasuke finally came in very early in the morning, Itachi assumed since no one was around, the younger glaring at his brother. "How long, have you been able to see?" The raven haired teen asked.
"She just gave me limited regular sight a couple of month's ago." Itachi admitted, finally looking directly at his brother. The teen looked haggard, stress lines now adorning his face, hollow dark circles under his onyx orbs. Itachi noted that his little brother looked just like he did for so many years. "I did witness the fire." Itachi added with a small smirk. Sasuke blinked, and exhaled.
"We are leaving to invade Konoha today, once done this all gets moved, including you." Itachi hitched a brow. "After which…he will…"
"Take Sakura as his…" Itachi answered for the teen. Sasuke nodded his head, a bit of something in his onyx orbs.
"How is it she has been chosen as Lady Uchiha?" Itachi asked, even if he figured it out to further bind the girl to the eldest male. Sasuke smirked at the question.
"Madara stated that…her level of chakra control is hereditary, Kisame confirmed it is…the woman he was working with before joining the Akatsuki, was of the few shinobi born into the Haruno clan." Itachi's orbs widened slightly, he remembered the battle with the purple haired woman with blue gray orbs. It took five members, namely himself, Sasori, Zetsu, Orochimaru and Konan to kill her to extract the mist-nin. Itachi had wondered, at the time, why the intense insistence of leader to enlist the mist-nin. But after witnessing the man and his sword, Itachi could understand that.
Itachi took a moment to remember the fight, the woman had an unprecedented level of chakra. She could mold chakra outside her body, but was not a medic. But something else, the woman was the only person ever to not succumb to Tsukyomi. Instead he had to use Amaratsu, only to have it wrapped in a shield of chakra that redirect it. Her body glowed blue chakra from her wounds, healing automatically. Even molding chakra around poison's injected by Sasori's puppets and Zetsu's plant manipulations, and extracting it without a thought. While Itachi had her distracted was when the other's attacked in full coordination. Bits of conversations, 'that's a carrier, damn!' Zetsu had said. When Kisame came to afterwards, Itachi could sense it, a true sense of loss of the woman. "Kana was a good person." Was all that was ever said on the subject.
"He plans on making her his personal baby machine?" Itachi inquired. Sasuke gave a curt nod. Itachi yanked a moment at his chains, lifting a brow.
The return of the shrill one, "Sasuke-kun, why do I have to go…I am pregnant with your baby, I could lose it. I should stay and help pack up here." Sasuke's visage turned to one of pure disgust.
"Sakura said you would be a hindrance here, and we do need your ability in Konoha to find the hiding shinobi." Sasuke stated firmly, this brought a light.
"ok Sasuke-kun, and maybe…we can…" she pouted heavily.
"No, Karin, I have no desire to be with you…" the look in Sasuke's orbs Itachi thought he heard, "ever in my life." "No go, make sure you are ready." The man ordered. A second later, Sasuke pulled out a silver object.
"Don't hurt her, and be happy with what time you have…" Sasuke finally admitted, laying the key on the desk just out of Itachi's reach.
"And if she is pregnant, after?"
"I will claim it was me." Sasuke could not meet his brother's gaze, he indicated the bruise and cut over his eye, "he already thinks I took her, as does the other gossiping harpies known as his harem." And the teen promptly left.
Kisame came in, telling Itachi they were leaving soon. "Kana…Sakura is?" Itachi turned to the man. The sadness returned to the blue man's orbs.
"Her real father, Delacore…was Kana's first cousin. I had met him, a couple times…that's where Pinky gets her brain, actually."
"I know you escorted her to star…why would Sakura not be able to return." The sadness grew.
"It has to do with her true name…and dammit she looks like her grandmother." Itachi smiled slightly. Kisame nodded, "yep…hell I remember when we met her mom, Itachi." The man smirked, so did he, "But you know the tales, you've fought the sword." Kisame said cryptically. "Pinky said of what she could remember, it always attacked her…no different than anything else in star would do to Kana. Or did to you," Itachi finally smiled. "Did you see…" the blue man asked, but knew.
"Yes…I did," Itachi admitted.
"Madara has her wrapped tight, bound her left and right…" Kisame said softly. "the only one who could…end this madness," the blue one said firmly, the distaste of what they have done in his dour expression. "The carrier of Konoha, a no Tenshi for god's sake…but damn, she can't do a damn thing until she is eighteen." Itachi looked to him curiosity in his orbs. "She will unseal at that time…and nothing can stop it. Except the blood agreements he has forced on her," Kisame finally muttered, before leaving.
"Is that why you are protecting…" Itachi asked curious. Finally a small sad smile, and a quick nod.
"Pinky is a good person, she really is…just like…" Kisame left the words hanging, Itachi gave a small nod and smile in understanding.
-000-
Later that morning Sakura entered with his breakfast, she noticed the key on the desk. "Maybe not a complete asshole, I guess." She picked it up. "We can't escape though…" she turned seriously to Itachi, "there are guards at the exits, orders are to watch us very closely." Emerald met onyx, holding up the key, "do you want me to." This got an expression one Sakura could only describe as, 'well duh!'
She could not help but laugh, she reached over her breasts pressed firmly into his chest and unlocked one of the cuffs. Before she could think her face was captured by the released hand and Itachi's lips were descending on hers. He tried to be gentle, and was at first but she tasted so good a bittersweetness on her lips. Before either could think, with one wrist still chained to the wall he was on top of her. Her gasp of surprise was his opportunity to plunder her maw with his tongue. He was pleasantly surprised when she ran her fingers along his neck, pulling the man closer. She responded fully to his kiss, to the passion and desire. Their tongues danced a battle for dominance.
He pulled away, and with the swift movements of a shinobi he was completely released from his bonds. He descended again, capturing her now full red lips. His hand moved deftly to divest her of her clothing. His large fingers traced along her form, bringing delicious moans and pants to his ears. Itachi barely realized she had removed his Yukata. He was going to take this blossom, butterfly kisses along her jawline ended at her ear, "please, let me have you." He whispered hotly. A slight nod was reassurance enough.
Itachi did want to move slow, the months of longing made it impossible. His desire and lust demanded he be sheathed in her hot core, now. He allowed himself the indulgence of weighing her luscious globes in his large hands, bringing her pink nipples to an erection that he swiftly suckled. This brought a breathy moan, "Itachi," the feral beast awakened. His gaze on her flushed cheeks, her orbs hazy with full desire. He needed her, now. His hand slipped down her pants, the other removing them. He trekked through the pink nest of curls, to her slick petals, already moist with her own arousal.
A finger brushed past her bud, a jolt ran through her form of pure ecstasy, "ah…Itachi."
His mouth was still hotly laving attention to her breasts, with his dexterous tongue twirling her peaks. She felt a finger enter her, and lost all coherent thought. The pad of his thumb still strumming lightly against her bud as his finger plunged into her core. He added a second, and another jolt ran through the petite woman under him. He focused on that spot, her body now racking with jolts of pure ecstasy. His mouth was still suckling her luscious mounds, his tongue twirling around her nipple. A white hot heat was pooling in her abdomen. Her moans getting louder, his mouth captured hers. She pushed him back, "wait." A moment later, and several handsigns, a soundproofing jutsu engulfed the room.
He smiled down to her, his pace of torment to her rose, her bud and lips increased. He just watched her expressive orbs, the wonderful flushed expression, darkened emerald orbs and pouty red lips moaning her pleasure. A magnificent sight, that was only his at this moment. His finger's still pumped in and out at a quick pace. Finally he whispered, "do you like being finger fucked, Sakura?" that did it, as she fell in the bliss of orgasm. Her eyes glazed over, her tight walls constricting around his fingers was the sign. "Itachi…" she almost shrieked.
Itachi removed his boxers, took his still slick fingers. Licked them lightly, her taste as wonderful as he imagined, the scent heady. He rubbed the remainder of her juice over his erection, positioned himself at the entrance of her still contracting core. "May I?"
"Itachi…please, take me." She panted out, her cheeks still flushed. With one swift thrust of hips, he broke through her barrier and was fully sheathed within her. It was so tight, he had to fight releasing right then. She winced at the pain, without thinking she took a glowing green hand she healed herself, much like she had with other virgin's in the harem. Itachi lips at her neck, licking and kissing her sweet spots, cooing words of comfort.
She soon bucked, he knew what that meant. Then slowly he was thrusting into her small body, it was heaven and hell for both. Her hot, tight, wet core was just undulating around his length, as he pumped into her. This made it difficult to keep from just releasing with every thrust. Once he found the spot again, his pace quickened, his thrusts more powerful.
"Ah, god Itachi…fas…faster…" she whimpered, huskily. His eyes took on a wicked gleam, he did not need to be told twice. Within another minute he felt it, her release coming again. He wanted to wait…but 'ah shit.' He moaned, he knew she would scream and wanted her to. Her walls constricted and he exploded within her, with a bit of a chakra push, his seed laying claim to her womb. Both screamed the other's name as the blinding light that is the realm of bliss hit simultaneously.
After several minutes of breathing in to her neck, Itachi rolled to his side and just held her. She looked into his depthless onyx orbs, a full smile on her lips. Itachi quirked a brow, she kissed him gently, "thank you." Onyx orbs widened.
"I think I am the one who should say that, Sakura. How long do we have?" he asked her honestly.
"Most of the other's…the concubines went with them. The ones not pregnant will be forced to fight, and prepare the Uchiha compound for the grand return of the Uchiha to Konoha." She said, her orbs dark, the tears within them. He just held her tighter. "I was told to have this place packed up in two weeks time," She relayed. The lightest hint of smile graced his lips. Emerald met onyx.
"You want to get me pregnant, don't you," Itachi's orbs widened, lightened with the thought. "he will kill you for it."
"Sasuke said he will take the blame." Sakura sat up laughing, instinctively covering herself.
"That's why he has been…sneaking into my room and getting caught, purposely pissing me off, namely about his slut Karin who is already pregnant, whether by him or Madara no one knows. He has been obnoxiously close…huh…make the gossip whores and Madara think he did something," she thought through it. A second later a chakra bulb surround a red white substance, a moment later it poofed away. Itachi looked at the sheets, the stain proving her former maidenhood gone. He thought for a moment.
"Who is still here?"
"Like I said guards, you, me and some of the servants," his orbs trained on her the question in them. "Oh no, he would not take me…with them, since I would help fight against the Akatsuki and he knows that."
"So he leaves you here…" Sakura just shrugged.
The two ate the food, Sakura ended up putting on one of his Yukata's during the meal, which was soon removed as Itachi made love to her, again. The next two weeks were, for lack of better term, a sex fest for the two. Itachi would have to be chained up when she was not in the room, but when she was there. He took the opportunity every chance he had, which was pretty much every meal since Sakura delivered them, the two would have mind blowing sex. A few times she forgot to unchain him. That resorted in her being chained a couple times to the bed.
They were still able to fill the "specimen quota." Itachi did find out that yes, Sakura had a very talented mouth as it was wrapped around his member several times. Her tongue and teeth playing with his nipples as her hand pumped his member. Sakura found out Itachi's tongue in conjunction with his fingers, could work miracles, at least on her clitoris and petals.
They had gotten word that Konoha had officially fallen at the end of the first week, and that was when preparations for the move occurred in earnest. Her laboratory packed, and ready to go within a day. The guards had instructed that she and Itachi would go at the end of the week, by carriage. She packed up his room, and got his things ready to go as well.
He came behind her, pulling her close. "I should not have…" she whispered, he tilted his head and what he saw shocked him to his very foundation. A warmth, a care in her emerald orbs, "fallen…uh…I…love you." She muttered. He pulled her into a full embrace, this is what he wished for, to be loved by the pink haired woman in his arms. He had not expected it to happen so easily. He titled her chin so their orbs met, a true smile engulfed his features leaving her breathless. Words he meant so fully dripped from his lips to her heart.
"I love you, Sakura." The tears came with those words, "I know I can't keep you, but…I am happy to have earned your precious heart." Emeralds sparkled to him with his velvety tone, and honest admittance. "I know he can't…" Sakura nodded, she knew this already.
TBC
Thoughts, Kudos and appreciation:
Due to Reviewers requests, I have gone into greater detail about different parts of the world that occurs in the canonverse after Madara with the help of Sasuke takes over the world. I included, of course, the reaction to the death of Naruto. Even a bit of conjecture in relationship as to what the power is Itachi gives to Naruto.
Inspiration for the "Hymn of Passing," is based on the song Somewhere by Within Temptation. I encourage any who are curious to find it, sad, yet it describes Sakura's feelings so immensely at that moment.
Artist: Within
Temptation lyrics
Album: The
Silent Force
Year: 2004
Title: Somewhere
Never stop hoping Chorus: Lost in the
darkness Almost hope you're in heaven Chorus Wherever you are Chorus
Lost
in the darkness
Hoping for a sign
Instead there's only
silence
Can't you hear my screams?
Need
to know where you are
But one thing's for sure
You're always in
my heart
I'll find you somewhere
I'll keep on
trying
Until my dying day
I just need to know
Whatever has
happened
The truth will free my soul
Tried to find your way home
I want to embrace you
And
never let you go
So no one can
hurt your soul
Living in agony
Cause I just do not know
Where
you are
I won't stop
searching
Whatever it takes me to know
I can only thank my loyal reviews for their thoughts.
Keep in mind, things that occur in this story will also be part of the follow-up story, Life is never that Simple found here, Link.
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-Meanna