I love writing sadistic love stories, they're just so much more satisfying than clichés and corny romances (no offence; it's just my thinking). I like to put twists and turns into original and boring plots.
WARNING: I should probably tell you all that this is not a happy little fic that you enjoy laughing over! Later chapters do contain graphic scenes with gore and abuse; do not say I didn't warn you…
Anyway, have fun!
Loving sad soul
Summary: He saw her as a pure being that would cleanse his soul. She saw him as her dashing prince charming… until he started to obsess over her. Now, caught in a tainting, dark and twisted love, Sakura fears for her life – or at least the one she has in her own body. "Darling, it's a world full of shit! Finding a living flower is too damn rare; it must be preserved…"
Prologue
Her eyes remained alarmed, a murky green due to fear, and shifted left and right continuously. The dark willows outside imprinted their shadows through the window when lightning stroke, their limp fingers draping in a lifeless mess on the tiles. Each element of the storm battled to display its worst fury, raging to rip all obstacles apart. A moan of winds whipped past the balcony every few seconds, like voices of the dead. Inside, shrill creaks of the timber floor kept her huddled in a petrified bundle on the middle of the bed. She could feel the pitch blackness of the room swallowing her in, eating away at her mind.
Don't let him near
Every second he seemed closer, his presence growing more horrifying and unbearable, choking her. What he intended to do with her was still a sickening mystery, the dismay of it all made her regurgitate the little food she had taken the day before. Her hair felt oily and messed, her eyes red and face pale from puking, and her limbs unsteady and weak from the fatigue that fright had caused. She had to force saliva down her throat as her esophagus dried; it was the only distraction she would risk taking.
He's just after one thing
Tears unconsciously leaked out as she remembered all her beloved family and friends warning her not to step into the sinking sand pit, which she still stubbornly did. Why she had fallen for those deceiving aqua eyes in the start puzzled her now? She wondered if the person who had put a coat around her shoulders and swept up her petite body into masculine arms had really existed. Maybe she had been drugged and hypnotized, both at the same time, to fall for him so effortlessly.
And it's quite obvious
"Sakura…" A whispering of her name brought her head to jolt up in dread, whizzing away the thoughts.
'Please let it be in my mind!' She chanted inwardly. Her lips begun losing blood, turning an unattractive violet, and her teeth chattered noisily. Luckily, the chance of it being paranoia was relatively high, and she was actually feeling a little reassured by that.
She must have definitely been crazy, because out of whim she called right back, reciting the sinful name of that creep. "S-Sasori…"
Because, little Sakura
As she uttered it, her breathing paused, the silence became more haunting than before and the weather turned calm, waiting to hear the reply with her. Very much hoping that silence would be the only reply; she nibbled on her lower lip in anticipation, dismissing the sudden gust of air that thundered past the balcony carrying nature's debris. A sudden and haunting laugh circulated the premises, paralyzed her with its chilling pitch. Her body trembled violently as her eyes widened to their greatest extent.
He only wants your body
His arms snaked around her unexpectedly, pulling her from the centre of the bed and into his chest. A disastrous numbness overtook her soul as he whispered unheard words into her ear; only one single bitter line being clear:
"koi… you're too precious for death, why don't I preserve you instead? Hmm… "
He wants you to scream!
Okay, done!
Sorry! I know it was incredibly short but hey, that's what prologues are for =P
Anyway;
He's a freako and she's a damsel in distress…again (she really isn't that strong a character…"-_-)
Find out how she landed the deadliest date in the next chapter
Next chapter; 'A fated meeting by the cruelest fate'
The fake smile
The fighting cliques
The first deception