A/N: Hey, what's up, everyone? Silver here and she's back with a nanowrimo project that she wants to share with you all. Didn't complete it but I plan on getting it done. For your viewing pleasure, here is 'Bought.' All Sailor Moon characters belong to their respective creators. All OC's are mine, Sailor Night included.
She stood there on the stage, her heart racing madly. Among the crowd, she saw him. He was the same man she ran into the other night. The woman had literally stared death in the eye. He had committed a brutal murder in front of her and, yet, he had allowed her to go free. It took a dark promise and a sizzling kiss to buy her silence. She could never forget that heart-stopping kiss he gave her. The heat and the passion shook her to the core. Now, he stood before her once again in that crowd of men, armed with the knowledge of her alter ego. His steel-gray eyes commanded her attention. Adachi Sakura's mind returned to the night that they first met...
Two days ago...
The young woman had gotten caught up in a robbery and, with the intention of becoming her alter ego, ran out the back of the store and ran into a murder in progress. The murderer in question turned around quickly with his weapon still drawn and aimed it at her. His eyes widened slightly in surprise at the disruption before pulling the trigger. Instinctively, Sakura ducked down and slid towards the man to try to kick his leg out from underneath him.
Big mistake.
He simply moved his leg before she could kick it and slammed his foot down onto her, causing her to cry out in pain. A large hand grabbed her by the hair and she was slammed into the wall, a gun to her head. Her heart pounded madly as she stared at what seemed to be the end for her. Fear began to flood into her system.
"What do we have here? A play thing?"
Sakura summoned up whatever courage she had and glared at him. She'd be damned if that was how he would treat her! She would give him a fight he would never forget. She wouldn't die as meek woman. She was a fucking warrior! An amused smirk appeared on the stranger's face. The shadows that were cast by a nearby lamplight gave her captor an even more dangerous air. His dark hair, combined with the shadows, obscured his eyes.
"It would be a waste to end you now." The man said. "But I can't let you go, either."
A long, calloused finger ran down Sakura's face as he lamented the situation. She struggled against his strong grip, despite the fact that there was a gun to her head. She drowned out her fear and let her fight rise to the surface. She couldn't let things end this way.
A long, deep sigh escaped the stranger. The woman was nothing like the ones he had been with in the past. She didn't break so easily and, quite frankly, he enjoyed that fact. He really didn't want to put her to waste. She was such a unique creature! Never had he met someone so full of life and fight! He briefly wondered what she would be like beneath him before dismissing the thought. No one had ever survived him before. This would be the first and only instance that he would let a witness escape with their life. He had no plans to regret his decision. He would make sure his message would be well received.
."Listen well, little one," His tone deep. "I'm only going to say this once."
He leaned in and whispered a dark promise into Sakura's ear. If she spoke of the murder she witnessed this evening, he would fucking kill her...then he planted a searing kiss upon her lips, rendering her poor mind useless. When he let her go, she gasped for air before gazing into a pair of steel-gray eyes that glared at her. Message well received.
Presently...
Sakura just couldn't believe her eyes...and her ears when she heard the bid drop from his lips.
"Nine million."
