Okay my latest fanfic. You guys better enjoy this because I spent my time writing this brainstorm instead of studying for a test and ended up with a 68 so be sure to review. Now time to get started.

THIS HAS BEEN REVISED!!!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Get Out, Get Away

Chapter 1: Runaway

Sakura sat on the tattered couch in the living room of the run-down apartment she shared with her boyfriend, cross-legged with the newspaper held up in front of her and a birgh highlighter ready in one hand. Her green eyes scanned the paper intently for a bold 'WANTED' sign. She was so concentrated on finding a much needed job she failed to hear the key turning in the lock, announcing the precsence of her boyfriend.

"What the hell are you doing?"

Sakura's head snapped up to meet the dark, angry eyes of her boyfriend. She shivered a bit at his intense glare as she struggled to readjust the paper. Her hands shook as she reached for theentertainment section to place over the clasifies, but his pace was too fast and in a second hew was in front of Sakura, snatching the paper from her hands. He frowned deeply at what he saw.

Sakura scooted farther away from him and was pressed firmly against the other side of the couch trying to control the shakiness in her voice before she spoke.

"Sasuke. It's just…." She swallowed the lump in her throat. "I want a job," she spoke in a clear voice. "I need one."

"You don't need a job!" Sasuke yelled standing up and glowering down at the pink-haired girl who was pressed against the arm of the chair.

Sakura's eyes narrowed at Sasuke though he towered over her. She couldn't have a job because she didn't succumb to his want. And for that she was to be cooped up in their shitty apartment until she finally broke under pressure and gave up her morals. Once she did what he wanted she would be free to once again wander the outdoor world. Just because she believed in restraint she couldn't ge a job that would really help them out.

"Sasuke I—"

"You don't need a job!" Sasuke repeated again with even more anger and hate as he stepped slightly closer to Sakura.

"I do need a job!" Sakura snapped. "This place is a dump! There are roaches in the bathroom, paints peeling off the walls, we have nothing but ripped and holey furniture, and the walls are paper thin! I can hear the neighbors every word!"

I t went vice versa too. The neighbors could hear every shout of anger and scream of pain that left Sakura's mouth. They had gotten so many complaints Sakura thanked god they haven't been kicked out yet.

"Then you don't deserve a job."

"Sasuke…" Sakura's voice instantly darkened and was stern as a reply to what he was hinting. She didn't deserve a job because she stuck to her promise she made someone when she was younger. "It's the rule."

"And who said rules aren't meant to be broken?" His voice went from furious to a seductive tone as he dropped back down onto the couch and moved closer to Sakura who tried to roll up in the tiniest ball possible.

"No," she bit out. "I'm not doing it."

"Dammit Sakura!" Sasuke's anger flared and his fist made an imprint on the couch arm, very close to Sakura's face, making her jump. "Its just sex Sakura. What two people do when they're in love." His voice was soft and inviting again his face just and inch away from her own and his breath warm on her face. His eyes took on the fake innocent look he liked to try. "Don't you love me Sakura?"

No. Sakura silently answere to herself. After four months of living with Sasuke who was pressuring her into sex and beating her when she refused the answer was obvious. Absolutely not.

"Don't you love me?" Sasuke asked again when he was met with Sakura's silence. His voice was impatient and angry. "Say you love me." Sakura was still silent. "Say it!"

Sakura leaned further away refusing to tell a lie. "No sex until marriage," she simply stated, flinching only at Sasuke's deep growl and let out the breath she seemed to be holding forever when he finally got off the couch to storm off into the tiny kitchen only no more than five steps away.

"Then I guess you won't have a job until marriage."

"What!" Sakura shouted, clearly outraged as she shot up to follow Sasuke. "I want to try to help us out and you're not going to let me get a job because I'm not letting you get in my pants!?" she glared at his back that was facing her, rigid and tense. "You horny bastard!"

Sakura instantly regretted the words that spilled from her mouth when she saw Sasuke's eye's flash in anger and the cures mark on his neck pulse.

The curse mark brought back horrible memories. One though was clearer than all the other beatings it has caused when Sasuke would loose it. She could remember the tears she said and the pain she felt when he first lost control and beat her. She also remembered the anger that vibrated through her body once she remembered what caused him to loose control: her commitment to keep her virginity.

Sasuke gritted his teeth and walked up slowly to Sakura giving her a dangerous glare.

"What did you say?" He asked daring her to continue.

Sakura took the dare with narrowed eyes. There was one time she used to be terrified of Sasuke—she still is due to the power he could inflict on her—but she soon learned that no matter what she did if she didn't give it up he was going to loose it.

"I said," she narrowed her eyes even more, as if it was possible. "You horny bastard."

That did it. Sasuke snapped and swung his hand across Sakura's cheek, sending her stumbling back a bit. There was only a second before another blow was painfully delivered.

Sakura yelled in pain as Sasuke continued to strike, at some points begging him to stop and throwing in her own hits but it was useless against his brute stregnth. Her mouth was open. She was sure of it, but it was as if no one heard her pleas. She begged, he didn't listen. She cried for help, but the neighbors seemed to be deaf because, like always, help never came. She opened her mouth but to everyone it was sealed shut.

Sakura rolled to the side just in time to avoid a drop kick that was aiming for her ribs. She began to crawl to the kitchen drawers and opened one up blindly searching for a knife or something to defend herself with. She came up empty handed with nothing but a plastic serving spoon which was useless against the attack Sasuke delivered her, knocking her back to the ground on her stomach.

A firm kick landed in Sakura's side and she screamed out in pain as she slid across the grimy floor of the apartment. How many times will she have to be kicked before it stopped. Before she eventually broke under the pain. Before she finally keeled over in all her blood and took her last breath. How Long?

Sasuke's attack paused and his back began to arch and he hunched over bringing his body more inward. Sakura knew exactly what was happening: Sasuke was sprouting his wings. Once the wings were full grown, creepy looking hand-wings were out there was no stopping to Sasuke. He was undefeatable then.

"Sasuke…" her voice was extremely shaky as she stepped back away from the demon in front of her. His back now sported two purple hand-like wings and his teeth were bared, showing off sharp fangs. "Whats going on?" Her hand reached to grip the handle of a knife waiting for her on the counter.

Sasuke's eyes snapped opened, blood red, and he lunged for Sakura who held the knife out in front of her in defense and it pierced him in the gut and blood trickled down his front, but when she looked up to see what had happened he looked unfazed.

"Ow," he voice was sarcastic. "That hurt." He then flexed his hands, showing off his new claws and went in for antoher attack on Sakura.

Thinking quickly, Sakura scrambled off the ground while Sasuke was in his immobile state and threw open the door to the fridge grabbing four of Sasuke's afternoon beers. Then moving over to the growling and thrashing Sasuke she raised one bottle over his head and brought it crashing down on his head. Then another, and another.

Finally Sasuke fell to the ground, but he was still breathing.

Sakura looked at his motionless form and refused to shed a tear for what she had just done. He was only unconcious. She had been left that way, much too many times in the past few months.

She was tired of always being pushed around because she was determined to keep her promises and her morals. She was tired of this dump she was forced to sleep in. She was tired of being locked up 24/7. She was tired of it all. Tired of her life, and she decided it was time for a change.

Slowly getting up and clutching parts of her body where Sasuke's sharp claws had tore into her flesh, Sakura shuffled to the bedroom with a torn wallpaper a small t.v with a full size bed. She walked over to the tiny closet in the corner of the room and pulled out a beat up duffle bag and threw it on the bed. She grabbed handfuls of clothes and quickly stuffed them in the bag. She dashed-well quickly limped- to the bathroom, threw off her pajamas and changed into a pair of torn jeans and a white tank. She grabbed her toothbrush, brush, and comb and shoved them in the bag. Reaching for her coat, Sakura slipped it on and shoved her feet into her only pair of battered shoes.

Sakura hurried for the front door with the bag hauled over her sore shoulder. She stopped to grab her laptop that was a gift her friend, Tenten had given her. Sakura then lifted a wilted plant wresting by the dirty kitchen window and pulled out her secret stash that held 500 dollars.

Looking back only once at the crappy life and boyfriend she was finally leaving behind, Sakura stepped out into the dingy hall and ran while trying to hide her bloody face from the citizens.

I'm finally free. Sakura thought wearily with relief as she fought to stay conscious long enough to reach her destination.

Sakura ran as fast as she could to the hospital and that was a couple of blocks away. She hurried to the large building in the pouring rain, splashing through deep puddles letting the freezing water seep through her ragedy sneakers.

Sakura had just got into the lobby of the hospital when she felt dizzy and weak from her amount of blood loss and the exertion she put into running.

Guess his claws cut deeper than usual this time.

A lady working the front desk had just noticed Sakura's uncertain stance and Sakura only saw a glimpse of the lady shooting out of her seat before she fell unconcious, letting the bright lights of the hospital reveal her bloody face.

"GET HER TO EMERGENCY!"

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Sakura was still in the hospital a week later, sitting up in her small bed, typing on her laptop with the tv playing soap operas she payed little to no attention too. She had no visitors—she told the hospital attendants not to tell anyone of her accident yet—and she was still pretty bandaged up. The only real thing that was keeping her hopitalized was that she needed her test results.

"Ms. Haruno?"

Sakura turned her attention away from the her screen to the man in glasses and a white lab coat with a clip board in his hand who was standing in threshold of her room.

"Yes?"

The doctor took this as an invitation into her room and came in and took a seat in the chair that wasn't occupied by Sakura's bag.

"We've gotten your results back."

Sakura took a deep breath and held it for a second before exhaling through her nose. "And…"

The doctor swallowed, unsure. "There seems that there was some extreme damage taken in to the lower abdomen, right where you uterus is and its seemed to have undergo some serious, serious damage. We found deep lacerations in the area." The doctor paused unsure of how to continue. He sighed when he realized he'd just have to blurt it out. "There is a good possibility that you…"

Sakura waited her hands knotting around each other.

"You may not be able to have any children."