A/N: Hey hey. I know I already have a story on going but I just had this idea and I had to write it. Hope you will like it, this is something different from the other one.

This is someones inner

This is someones thoughts

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Disclaimer : I do NOT own Naruto

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Lots of thanks and hugs to my beta-reader notverycreativename for helping me with the story.

In love with a criminal

It was cold outside and inside.. inside her heart. Her soul was freezing. There was light in the room, but in her mind everything was dark. She only saw black- it was consuming her. It started raining and he was getting all wet. It was raining inside of her, too. There was water pouring down her face- not from the skies, but from her eyes.

"Stop fucking lying to me!" she yelled. She didn't know she had the voice to say something aloud. She didn't even know who was she yelling at. Was she yelling at the man in front of her or to herself? Because she kept telling herself that everything will be alright but fuck.. it wasn't.

"You stop yelling at me woman. The neighbors will hear you." said the man in front of her. He looked calm. Maybe just a little pissed. He didn't have a right to be pissed but she had every right to be so. Cold eyes bore into her wet emerald ones.

"You don't tell me to shut up!" she yelled again. Anger in her voice, tears in her eyes… Why was she crying? She didn't love this man. No, she doesn't. Yes, she cared about him. Yes, she wanted to feel more but now.. no. Now she is mentally cursing the day she met him - him and his family. Everything was bad, but it became worse after she met him. "I thought you wanted this.. I.. I thought you wanted me God dammit!"

"Sakura" he knew what he let her think. He planned this at first, but now.. he didn't like the situation either. She just had to accept the situation, like he did.

"Fuck you! I don't want to hear it. This is the third time you fucker! The third fucking time! I'm sick of you and your whores." It was useless to say anything. He always did what he wanted to and he knew she will never leave. She just.. couldn't. Where would she live? How would she survive? Marrying this man.. she knew, was a bad thing from the start but it's too late now. It's too late for her.

"Stop yelling Sakura! I don't like repeating myself." He went to her and grabbed her chin. "You are my wife, they are just some whores." He gave her a smile and bowed his head to kiss her as she moved her head from his hold and away from his lips.

"I may be your wife, but I will not be one of your whores." Her tears stopped and she was full of anger. This man.. this man and his family destroyed her. They destroyed her life. Maybe she was stupid at first, blind.. maybe she had hope that this could work and that everything will be perfect. But she was wrong.. so wrong. She accepted a lot of things but this time.. this time she will not let him control her.

He grabbed her face with his big hand with a little too much force and bowed his head so that he could look straight in her eyes. She flinched from the contact and gasped a little but her eyes never left his. She kept looking into his cold and heartless eyes. She didn't want to let him think she was a coward. No.. she wasn't a coward. She just took the wrong decisions. His other hand went to the hem of her blouse; she pushed him away with much force she had left.

"Stay away from me." It was almost a whisper but he heard it and didn't like it.

He narrowed his eyes at her. "You're my wife Sakura. You're mine and only mine." He didn't have feelings for her, but he wouldn't deny that she was indeed beautiful. "And if I want to touch my wife now, I will - and nothing will stop me."

Sakura felt her heart starting to pound faster. "No. Not anymore." She looked straight in his eyes that looked dangerously back at her." I am and I will be your wife like we settled 2 years ago but.. but I will not be one of your whores. Go touch your sluts if you want to touch someone. Like you always have.." and she turned her back to leave when she felt him grab her arm brutally and turned her to face him.

"You leave when I let you leave!" he told her. He wasn't a man to yell. No, she never heard him yell, but he had such a cold look in his eyes.. and there was poison in his voice.

"Fuck you Sasori! Let go of me!" she kept struggling until her face snapped to her right, fire and pain burning in her left cheek. She immediately felt hot tears in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Not here. Not in front of him.

She didn't dare to look him in the eyes, but she felt him loose his hold on her arm. She took the advantage to turn her back to him and run out the door. She ran fast; as fast as her legs could carry her. Ran outside in the cold and refreshing rain. Calm words could be heard in the air.. his voice - but she didn't stop. She could already feel herself getting cold; she didn't care. She didn't even know where she was running. When she would go back, if she would know to go back.. if.. if she would want to go back. That bastard slapped her. Now, she couldn't think.. she just kept running in the dark, cold rain pouring over her small frame. Where was she going? She didn't have a place to go.. not anymore.. not now. Her heart was beating like crazy; her breath harsh and fast; her legs cried for her to stop but she didn't. Running.. she wasn't used to it but it felt so good now that she just couldn't stop. Her eyes are red from the now stopped tears and her flushed cheek was aching. Her body trembled. She couldn't help it.. she just hated her damn life.

2 years ago

They all sat at the table, food and drinks covering every inch of it. Two families, and one decision to make. "I accept" Everyone at the table looked at the 18 years old girl that had a determined look.

"Darling, you don't have to do th-" her mother tried to talk, but she wanted to do this. She wanted to help her family. She wanted a better life for them and she couldn't back down now, when she could do something for them.

"No, I don't have to, but I want to." Said the pink-haired girl looking at her parents that gave her a worried look. "I accept to marry Sasori, if you accept to help my parents with money and everything they need every month. They are not the type after money and they are very modest. You don't have to worry about it with a family as rich as yours; it wouldn't even make a difference in your account. " She eyed every family member from the other side of the table.

"You are a beautiful woman Sakura. I am sure that you are smart too." The brunet man in front of her said to her in a very calm way. That's the way they talked. Every member of that damn family. They were always calm. "I agree with what you want because you are right about the money, and because you will look very good next to my son. Sasori needs to have a very good image." Sakura just nodded her head.

"So, then" a redhead woman started to talk " we accept to give your parents a good amount of money every month- if you marry my son and be by his side until death. If you leave him we will stop giving your parents money and throw you in the streets." Sakura could feel the threat in her voice but she wanted to keep her calm.

"I won't leave him as long as you pay my parents as you said." She needed to do this; for her family; and for a better life.

"We will pay them until they die." The brunet talked again. Sakura felt that something won't end very well but this has to be better than how they lived until now.

"Sakura, please, think-" Sakura's father tried to stop her this time, but Sakura already made a decision.

"Father, mother..." started Sakura eyeing her parents with a small smile on her lips "everything will be alright. We don't have to leave like this anymore. You don't have to live like this anymore. " after some seconds her smile disappeared and -with a serious look- she started talking to the other family " I accept. When is the weeding?"

The other pair of parents smiled at her, while her own gave her a worrying look. Sasori, the one that was going to be her husband in a short amount of time gave her a small smile; but his eyes... Sakura didn't like something in those eyes. That was the day her life was supposed to become better.. hers and her parents. But fate wasn't with her that day, and things didn't go how she thought or wished they would.

One week later, Sakura and Sasori got married. It was fine at first. Sasori's parents kept their word and gave her parents the amount of money they promised. Sasori himself.. he wasn't that bad. He was a good-looking man; and even if he wasn't home too much because of work, he was pretty quiet and was nice to her. She went with him from time to time at important events; he sometimes bought her dinner. For a moment, she was really happy even if the man she married didn't love her and she didn't love him either. She was happy and her parents weren't poor any longer. That was good enough for her.

A half of year later, her parents house burnt completely to ashes with her parents in it. Since then, her life kept getting worse and worse. Sasori didn't came home a lot in night and never gave an explanation. She was rich now, but poor inside.

A half of year later, her parents house burnt complete to ashes with her parents in it. And since then, her life was worse and worse. Sasori didn't come home a lot of nights and never gave an explanation. She was rich now, but poor inside.

Now

The rain and her tears were now one and the same on her flushed face. She wanted to run away for so long, but she just couldn't. She didn't have any place to go. Now, she thought, maybe she will go back… but for the moment, she will just run and run until her legs won't let her take another step. She was running with all she had as she hit a wall. Sakura was ready for the impact with the cement beneath her when the stone wall took a hold of her, wrapping his strong arms around her petite, frozen and exhausted frame.

She was lost for a few seconds until she realized that she didn't fall backwards- and suddenly she didn't felt cold anymore. She opened her eyes slowly; darkness and rain blurred her vision. She couldn't see much- a big frame shading her, a man for sure- holding her to his hard and wet chest. Some dark colored bangs were covering his eyes looking at her.

"Running on a cold, rainy night like this isn't such a good idea. Especially in these streets." she heard the voice say. It sounded harsh and without any feelings, but to her.. it sounded heavenly.

TBC

A/N : This was chapter one. I promise it will become more interesting. I don't know yet how long I will make the next chapters. Curious to know what happens next ? Please review.

Xoxo, Adenna