This couple is a recent love. I have now realized I love SakuUchi (SakuraXUchiha) in other words sakura and any of the uchiha's. Its soo hot!!!
Reviews are appreciated!! ^_^
The great secret of being immortal, I had found it, I was an immortal being, and I was the one who over ruled this kingdom. Me, Madara Uchiha, a great immortal being.
In my perspective all of the humans seem to disappear so quickly, their lives so ephemeral.
I was sitting on my throne draped in my red and black noble clothing.
"My lord!! We have brought you a gift" the voice of a young man was heard through my great hall. I was looking from my throne at the women placed in front of me, they had picked out the women to calm me a bit from my previous rage. I stood up descending from my throne, her head remained looking to the ground, the soldiers forcing her to bow.
"Let her stand" they backed away, the women stood up her head held high. She was a spitting image of my past love, she refused to become immortal. I forced her in fear of losing her one day, the next day I went into my bedroom to find he there with a jade spike deep in her chest. This girl was an exact copy with pastel pink hair cascaded around her in long strands. Eyes the color of jade burning with determination. I hated jade it was the only thing that could kill an immortal, and the thing that took her away once before, I touched her face with the back of my hand. Her skin was soft, and smooth, I closed my eyes leaning in closely taking in a deep breath. She smelled of cherry blossoms and a faint hint of peaches, backing away I waved my hands to the guards to come.
"Take her to my quarters, have the maids clean and dress her" with a curt nod they carried her away.
"No!! Please let me go home!! Please!!" she continued to rant as she was carried out of the hall to my private quarters. Setting myself back upon my throne, I tried to finish the simple work I had to do but, my thoughts kept returning to the pink haired girl.
"Servant!" I called into the openness. Some came scurrying along, bowing deeply.
"Yes my lord."
"I want dinner delivered to my chambers tonight along with a bottle of our best wine"
"Yes my lord" the small man bowed again leaving the hall in a hurry. I stood, I had decided to train on my already perfected skill. I was better than all in my kingdom, they only dreamed to be as accomplished as I was.
Moving my body in a slow rhythm, moving my hands in a steady pace meditating while in motion. Breathing in and out slowly in time, I focused on nothing but breathing my body becoming lax. In and out, In and out, In and out, In and ou-.
"My lord, your food has been delivered and you lady awaits"
"You can go know"
"Yes, my lord"
I had changed into a simple dark red colored robe decorated with black and white dragons. I walked out of my bathroom, to see the girl sitting there her face had a look of disgust. Her hair was done up in a very difficult looking bun, adorned with blue beads. She was wearing a powder blue kimono. She wore the kimono of a noble women, fabric dressed around her petite figure, she looked beautiful, the dress decorated with pink petals. She looked towards me, her jade eyes hollowing my soul, I felt the ages catching up with me within my heart.
"Will you let me go?" her voice held a soft expression, compared to her earlier yelling.
"Let's eat. Shall we?" bearing a fake smile.
"You didn't answer my question"
"I don't feel the need to answer your question"
"Then I don't feel the need to eat"
"Really now?" I stopped to look at her face framed so beautifully by her hair. Her shimmering eyes, I halted walking to my seat sitting beside her. I put my hand onto her face, I grabbed hold of her chin before kissing her deeply. The sweet intoxication of her scent, her looks, her feel. I felt my hands roaming peeling at the cloth getting in the way between me and her soft skin. Her hands were pushing against my chest, I held them in my own. I pulled her hair out of that annoying bun, watching it cascade over her soft body.
"Stop" she whispered. I lifted her face, passionate red looking into jaded green.
"Sakura, my love" I heard my voice whisper, I felt so alive so young as I once was with my darling Sakura.
"How do you know my name?" she whispered while I kissed her neck, her cheek, her forehead, I wanted more, more of this intoxicating poison. Jade it would be my demise, she would be my demise, but I don't mind as long as its her doing the job. As long as I got to die looking at her, I fell softly onto the futon. Her face was above mine, her hair creating a curtain of pink. As long as I could see my love again I could die with no regrets.
The man was incredibly handsome, he was lying on a futon surrounded by richly woven curtains. The food on the table had been forgotten, I was looking into his fearsome eyes my lips moving close to his compelled to do this like some deep sort of feeling. Realizing who this man was I jerked away running out into the hallway, where I was taking away by the guards.
Sakura had come back to me in another life, I had waited 500 years for her and here she was in my castle. I laid there in the comfort of her still lingering smell, drinking in the smell. I proceeded to dream of how things would return to how they once were and Sakura would turn into an immortal, spending forever with me. I fell asleep peacefully, my dreams filled with sweet memories.
"Bring Sakura here"
"Yes. My lord"
A few moments later Sakura was by my side dressed in another beautiful gown, it was gown from my previous love. A light red color with white elemental circles, and tan threads circling the dress. Nostalgic filled my heart, she would wear this dress whenever she knew we were going out into the garden. I held onto her hand, she pulled it out of my grip quickly. My nostalgic broke into pieces, I watched as she walked ahead she wasn't like my Sakura. My Sakura would have pulled me by the arm outside where we would walk along the path, trying to escape from the guards view.
She walked ahead of me while in the garden, I told the guards to wait there. I went to where she was looking at some of the flowers.
"Sakura always liked to do flower arrangements, she would love to use these flowers, I planted these here for her to use, but then".
"That's interesting, I like to do flower arrangements too"
"Would like to do some sometime?"
"Yes that would be nice" she smiled brightly. I moved my arms around her, she froze, I held her tightly enfolding her in my robes. I set my chin on the top of her head breathing her in.
"Sakura, you've come back to me. What took you so long?"
"I'm so sorry, my love, I came as quickly as time would allow us to be together" I pulled her closer her body crushed into mine, I placed her softly down on a bench nearby. I looked her in the face kissing her again so full of wanting, she would not leave me again.
"You will not escape me again" I spoke into her ear so softly, she was shaking.
"I don't know why but, I'm crying" Sakura whispered, her eyes sparkling with crystal blue tears running down her sweet face. Wiping away at the tears, never again would I make her cry, never. But never again would she leave me, never again.
Soon after I was sent back to my room, there was a nice lunch prepared for me. I sat down, the maids had left me to be alone. I looked at the richly prepared food, I could not eat it. I just sat there wallowing in silence, I just wish to go home but, something deep inside my heart refused to let me leave this place. I felt like I had been so terrible to him in a past life, I could not leave.
"Sakura-san will you not eat?"
"It's not that I wont, I just can't"
"Sakura-san if, you do not eat, my Lord would be angry"
"Let him be angry, I do not wish to be here"
"But, Sakura-san"
The maid had now sat done beside me she held my hand tenderly. I looked at her, she had clear blue eyes and blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail.
"Ino, I have missed you very much"
"Sakura" the maid hugged me warmly, I guess she is my friend.
"Please, Miss..umm..Ino, tell me about this Sakura who Madara speaks of"
"May I assume something, your name is Sakura Haruno?"
"Yes, that is my name"
"Then you must have come back, you have come back to us"
Miss. Ino, can you tell me what 'Sakura' was like" I wanted to know about my past life then maybe I could understand the Lord better or, so I hope.
"Well I'll tell you, the Sakura Haruno you have been taken for looks just like you. The Sakura I knew I'll tell you her story, I once lived in a village called Konoha we lived together as young adults. We lived simple lives tending to the house, enjoying the occasional frivolities of going out at night when we had enough money. Sakura loved spending time with her friends, she was very much loved in our village. She then fell in love with a young man" Miss. Ino's face looked sad as she looked to the ground continuing her story.
"I loved him to for a while but then I fell in love with another, the young man told he was a government official for the high kingdom. He died in the war a letter was sent to her to come visit his family for his death. She invited me to come with her, for comfort, we didn't expect that. He wasn't a government official but, one of the princes of the high kingdom. She was shocked, she had come to the funeral dressed in one of her black dresses that she had made herself. Later she told me how poor she felt next to those rich people." Miss. Ino squeezed my hand reassuringly, smiling a bit.
"We were giving a guest bedroom, one night someone knocked on our door, opening it, it was Madara Uchiha, Sasuke's oldest brother. He asked to speak with Sakura alone, I left but, she told me afterwards what happened. He came in and held her hand speaking of how greatly Sasuke spoke of her. Of all her clumsy adventures together with him, that he felt like he knew her. He came every night after that just to speak with her, he had begun to take a fancy with Sakura. On the day of our leaving, Madara and Itachi, the middle child were the only ones to be seen that morning. Madara invited us to live here as maids, to help out with trivial things. We said we would return home and think about it if we were to work we would be back in about ten days time."
"We took the job and I fell in love with him, but he forced me into a decision I did not wish to face, I feared living forever, Ino. You must understand I was so scared of living forever. I couldn't stand it and I did it, I killed myself with the jade". I felt an unknown voice coming out of my own lips, Miss. Ino had tears running down her face, she hugged me.
"Oh Sakura, I understand you are like my sister I will always forgive you"
Miss. Ino was crying loudly, I hugged her back which made her cry even more.
"I know you forgive me but, how can I ever forgive myself?"
I had finally finished with my trivial work, I retreated to my private quarters to rest my head from the all the work. Opening the door quietly, I walked to my bed opening the curtains. Sakura was lying on my bed, eyes shut, not moving, my heart fell, my breath halted.
"Sakura! No!" I shook her shoulders, looking for the jade impaled in her chest
"What are you talking about? Who said I was leaving?" she whispered rubbing the sleep out of her eyes. I sat back, I held onto her hand, I felt my breath return and my heart beating again.
"What are you doing in my chambers?"
"Hmm, this is your chamber? Oh sorry I got lost walking around so I just went into a room to wait for someone then I grew tired and fell asleep"
I moved my hand stroking her hair, her eyelids lowered.
"Do you remember, I would do this when you couldn't sleep"
Her eyes were partially closed she was leaning into my hand, her hands reached up pulling me down to lay beside her. I looked in her partially closed eyes, I scooted closer to her, I discarded my outer robe laying it on top of our bodies. She reached up touching my hair, she took out the clip, letting my long hair fall down. She moved closer to my face, the scent of cherry blossoms and peaches filled my nose. She began playing with my hair I rested my head on her stomach. She touched my hair, fiddling with it, sitting up she looked into my eyes, and kissed me, she tasted of peaches. This feel, this sweet taste, ages and ages ago I remember it all and I had waited five hundred years for this feeling to return to me.
My heart filled with such a longing that I couldn't resist myself, I was peeling away the beautiful clothing. She made a light moan, as I was kissing her soft, pale neck sucking at the skin. She pulled my hair, I remember she loved to do that in our little encounters,
she pulled it so that my face was resting above hers.
Lusting crimson drowning in the poisonous jade.
A immortal enamored be a mortal.
Lust and greed going hand in hand.
A promise surfacing in a forgotten heart, and the three little words he had been waiting for five hundred years.
"I love you"
Dawn came with the sweet chirping of birds, the smell of cherry blossoms and peaches, and the comfort of a beautiful companion. Madara had never felt happiness return to him in such a way as it had on this morning. He was in complete ecstasy, looking down at the pink haired beauty. His hand reached out stroking her hair softly, she leaned into his hand.
"Mmh, Madara, I-I love you" she whispered unconsciously, holding her face with both hands he kissed her forehead. Then resting his forehead on hers, her eyes closed in a peaceful slumber. He adored his little pink haired mistress, yearning for her over these five hundred years. He looked away to see the time it was 9:45, she should sleep for a little while longer. He left her on the bed and went to get dressed, her put on a garnet colored robe, decorated with orange, and yellow phoenixes. Pulling on the long matching coat that dragged behind me. Madara went out of the room he summoned the maids to go pick something for Sakura, something for spending the day outside and to place it in his chambers. They left in a scurry smiling all the way, he went out side and then he began his surprise plan for Sakura.
The bright sun awoke her from her sleep, the curtains pulled from their dark enclosing. She pulled the covers over her head, shielding her eyes moaning at the person who opened the curtains. She felt the someone sit beside her, a deep baritone voice was heard from beneath the covers. She peeked out from the covers, there was Madara-san blocking the sun.
"Come on Sakura, you don't have the time to idle away" he spoke softly. She got up hugging him. Holding her hand he helped her out of bed pulling her to the main area of the bedroom, she saw another beautiful kimono. The kimono was a dark purple at the top but faded into a light purple around the feet. White, and light blue butterflies were sewn into the beautiful kimono. He picked it up, holding it to her shedding her yukata, she put on a clean one. He helped her put on the kimono, tying the obi for her, she out up her hair in a ponytail. She looked at herself in the mirror, this was a kimono that she was more used to when she lived in the village.
"Sakura, I have surprise for you" He waved for her to follow outside into the garden. He led her to an open space, where a large cloth was set out with flowers and pots of all kinds laid out, for Sakura to do some flower arraignments.
Looking behind to where he stood she bowed gratefully, he lifted her face up to him.
"You need not bow, you never have to, I shall be the one to bow to you" He bowed to her "I will always be a servant for you, I wish to please you always" She tilted his face up kissing him.
"Why don't we both agree, we wont bow at all" she smiled her face a rosy hue, his face showing such a happy expression.
"Sakura, become an immortal with me?" he pleaded. She made no response, only looking in his eyes.
"Please, I don't want you to ever leave me again" she continued to only stare, her jade eyes dimmed.
"Why do you ask me this? Why! I-I don't know, I'm scared of living forever watching my mortal friendsbeing mortal means so much death I must watch. Waiting for my own, waiting but never happening, yes I would love to live with you forever but I don't think I could handle it."
She left the garden upset and distraught, he clenched his fist throwing it into a vase, he glared at the ground, so angry, so dejected at himself.
He stormed into the great hall seating himself down glaring at everything so agry with himself.