Flout
:: Sakura, a half-blood, is the daughter of one of the vampire leaders in Konoha. An ancient law forbids a vampire to mate with a human. Now a special "police" has been formed to track down these half-bloods. The Uchiha's, the most powerful vampire clan in Konoha, are part of what is called The Resistance. They were recruited by the government to aid the destruction of the half-bloods but are secretly trying to destroy the "police" from the inside. When the police capture Sakura and tell her that her father is dead, the Uchiha's send an undercover worker to take her in. And I wonder who that might be… ::
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My lungs were on the verge of hyperventilation. I looked into his deep eyes and my knees went weak. I knew I was about to collapse but he grabbed my wrist and placed a cold bottle into my palm.
I stared at it for a second.
"Is it poison?"
I didn't feel my heart stop.
Which was what I really wanted…
…right about now.
I recalled my earlier thoughts.
"It's water." He scoffed. "Follow me. And be quick, we don't have much time."
.o.o.o.o.
Now Close the Windows.
Now close the windows and hush all the fields.
If the trees must, let them silently toss.
No bird is singing now, and if there is.
Be it my loss.
It will be long ere the marshes resume.
It will be long ere the earliest bird.
So close the windows and not hear not the wind.
But the see all wind-stirred.
I was at a loss as to why this man was helping me, but at this point I didn't really care. I would take any opportunity to get out of this place. If I died, at least I'll die trying, right? ..Okay, so maybe that's not the best way to die. I let him lead me down corridors, through doors, up steps, and through more hallways until eventually he slowed his pace and directed me to a vehicle.
Before getting in, I had to ask,
"Where are you taking me?"
"Just get in the car. Would you rather be in there with 41 and 64?"
41 and 64?
Confused, I asked, "Who are 41 and 64?"
"Get in the car if you want to live."
I looked into his sincere dark eyes, like the secretary's who sat at the front desk, and just nodded slowly and entered the car.
He got in and started the ignition. I watched him carefully as he drove up to the fenced, barbed wire gate. Before we pulled out of the parking lot, Sasuke was stopped at the exit gate.
The old gate watch looked at Sasuke suspiciously.
"What're you think your doin' with that half blood, Mr. Uchiha?" The old man behind the window asked. I assumed he was the gate keeper, anyways.
"Irachi, I have full permission to take her home from Fugato." Sasuke smoothly replied.
"Show me your paperwork."
Sasuke showed the man a badge and an ID, stating that he was legal, and they said their good-byes.
A few minutes passed as we drove through a small town. I read the signs that we passed; they stated that we were leaving the town of Otogakure and entering the city of Konoha.
My father and I lived in the land of Mist, but he often sent me to live with my uncle in Konoha during inspection days. Not being able to show my face in public, I'd never seen the landscape of Konoha other than the blue skies outside my uncles windows. I was taken-aback by the vast amount of water and mountains in the outskirts of the city.
As time flew by, silence surrounded us- only interrupted by the vroom of the car every so often.
Does he ever talk?
We drove for 5 long minutes in silence before I had to speak.
"So… what's your name?" I asked dumbly, wanting to smack myself in the forehead for asking that.
"Uchiha Sasuke."
"That's a nice name." I replied.
"Hn."
"Sir?"
"Hn." Came his non-verbal response.
"Uchiha-san, I'm pretty sure 'hn' is not a word." I said.
"What is this? You're a meager half-blood and here you are insulting my intelligence. A century ago, you would've been brutally tortured for testing a vampire." He said these words without even giving me the chance to look into his eyes.
His words hit my heart like an arrow.
My heart, my façade faltered.
I turned my head away and glanced out the window.
"Why are you being so rude when you don't even know me?"
He didn't respond as he pulled the vehicle up to a grand gate. I looked on in awe at the large estate.
He must have recognized the curious glimmer in my eyes.
"This is the Uchiha Compound." He informed me, "The one on the far left is mine."
He got out of the metallic black car and I did the same.
I stood at the car door, unmoving, until he said..
"Are you going to stand there all day, or are you coming inside?"
I bit my lip and hurriedly walked over to his side.
"You live here?" I asked in awe.
"We'll discuss this later, I was supposed to be here an hour ago, but you showed up." He said as he began to walk away.
I watched his back as he slowly walked forward.
"I… I, wait!" I whispered, "Please answer one question." I begged of him.
I heard him sigh, "You're annoying."
He made his way to me and tightly grabbed my wrist. "We need to go."
I hate when people try to pressure me into doing something I don't plan on doing…
I struggled. "Owww.., you-" I looked into his mesmerizing eyes, his grip tightened.
"Let me go!" I cried out, "Please…" I whispered weakly, struggling.
"You think a mere human can overpower me? Foolish man."
"Who said I was human?" The man holding me snarled.
My father raised a brow and opened his mouth to respond but the man, Rhen, leaped upon him.
"NO!" I screamed and attempted to dive forward.
The man restraining me tossed the injection to the man holding down my father.
He wasted no time in extracting his claws and digging them into my fathers flesh.
My eyes became moist as he injected who-knows-what into my fathers bloodstream. I saw him fall over and my breathing became heavy. I nearly collapsed but was yanked up by the elbow.
My eyes swelled with that dreaded salty liquid, "….don't hurt me." Falling to my knees, I felt an odd sensation tickling my chest. Everytime I looked into his eyes, I felt as if my soul was being penetrated.
This man made me feel helpless.
His deep, careless eyes held mine. I couldn't move my gaze from him. Somewhere in the distance I might have heard a sigh...I might have been imagining. I might have been seeing wrong…
Or maybe I was in my right mind… and his eyes really were red.
I felt my head go light.
Airless.
I began to fall….
But he caught me.
And I swear,
That bastard whispered
Sorry.
-POV- omniscient
Sasuke picked the small girl up, holding her like a bride, and walked towards his house.
"So damn annoying." He murmured to himself as he propped Sakura up on one side, and opened the door with a free hand.
Slowly, he made his way into the open space of the living room. He laid Sakura on the oversized, modern sofa and sighed, running a hand through his bluish-black locks. He glanced, exasperated, around the pure white walls and recalled his father requesting his presence in the meeting room.
He hesitantly walked into the kitchen and found one of the maids.
"Keep a watch over her. She should wake up in an hour or two. If I'm not home, just keep her comfortable." Sasuke commanded.
The wide-eyed maid stared at him, surprised. Sasuke had never said more than two words to her.
"Y-yes sir, I'll be sure to keep a good eye on her."
"Sakura. Her name in Sakura." Sasuke told her with a cold look as he quickly walked out of the kitchen, and out of the house.
Aora stood in her spot with a broad smile on her face.
He talked to me.
Her heart fluttered as she walked into the living room.
A strong aroma hit her like a gust of wind as she walked into the silent space.
B negative…
She ran her tongue over her prominent fangs.
I want to.. But I know I can't.
She slowly walked over to the sofa to get a better look at the girl lying on the couch.
Her eyes made their way to Sakura's face.
She's so pretty..
Her dark brown eyes slowly made their way to the small girls neck.
Delicate
Untouched
…
Delectable
Why is she here?
.o.o.o.
"You know why you're here, right Sasuke?" The man at the head of the large, thirty seat table questioned. The room felt oddly empty with only 4 people seated in such a huge area.
"Yes. This is about Sakura, no?" Sasuke stated more than asked.
"You are correct." Fugato replied slowly, glancing at his wife and eldest son before resting his gaze once again upon Sasuke.
"Your father and I have agreed that she needs extra protection, not just refugee watch at the base in Suna." Sasuke's mother voiced. He looked into her deep, kind eyes- the same ones that Sakura had looked into.
"What are you implying? That she stay with me?" The youngest of the four questioned.
"That's exactly what they're saying." Itachi replied curtly.
"She wouldn't be happy with me. What can I give her that the refugee base couldn't?"
Sasuke looked at faces suspiciously as they eyed each other hesitantly.
"Well…
.o.o.o.
Sasuke walked into his house, quite angered as to what his family had to say to him.
Offer her a new chance at life, or happiness? Are they insane? I don't want to be involved with a useless half-blood. Mutt- oh shit. I think the Viremia is rubbing off on me..
He glanced around the massive kitchen, only to find no one. He rubbed his index fingers on his temple, trying to ease himself of some stress. Walking into the living quarters, he was greeted only by silence.
"Sakura?" He called out.
"Maid?" He tried. Damn, maybe I should learn their names next time.
Sighing, he glanced around the nearly untouched area. Sasuke stared in a reverie out the wall-consuming windows.
He noticed a pink blur dash across the surface.
Sasuke walked to and out of the back entrance and onto the surrounding deck and patio.
The sight before him was one that brought back memories. Memories of hide-and-seek with playmates and cooking in the fire pit out by the distant woods. When he was young and careless, years and years and years ago. Those were the days before the government was over-run, before Viremia came to destroy the lives of so many.
His gaze rose to his left, to the 20 year-old brunette. She had her distant looking eyes set on him.
"She woke up." Sasuke stated.
Aora wordlessly replied with a stream of nods, too embarrassed to speak.
He eyed the small form that was laying under the lavender essence tree. Her porcelain arms stretched, tousling the thick grass and grasping it with her fingers. She looked relieved and sat up, holding a large sunflower in her palm.
Sakuras large jade eyes instantly locked with his. Her heart skipped a beat and she darted her eyes from his.
She slowly stood, holding the flower in one hand and gently caressing the smooth bark of the tree with the other, as if taking them in for the last time. Her longing eyes trailed to the baby blue sky as she began walking towards the man. Her eyes settled on him and his impeccable face holding a steady frown. She could only blame herself for the frown that had placed itself upon his features.
Standing in front of Sasuke made Sakura feel unbelievably small.
He swallowed in her appearance: long, slightly tousled pink hair, overly innocent eyes, and a slightly torn, ivory sundress.
That dress is too short.. Sasuke's thought drifted as he tore his vision from her body to her pale face. Her cheeks were stained with red as she lightly bit her lip and looked into his emotionless eyes.
The maid, Aora took this opening to leave the two and make her way inside.
"I-I didn't.. mean to upset you Uchiha-san." She whispered slightly frightened as to what his next move would be.
"When I hear 'Uchiha-san' I look over my shoulder for my father. Call me Sasuke."
Her eyes widened and her gaze drifted down, "I didn't mean to upset you, Sasuke-san."
His lips twitched upward in amusement.
"I don't get upset. How would you upset me?" Sasuke asked the girl.
"I… thought you were angry that I picked your flowers." Sakura replied, confused again, raising her eyes to his.
Why is he so confusing?
"I don't give a damn about the flowers." He told the girl as her eyes brightened.
"So, you aren't mad at me?" She asked excitedly, while clutching the flowers' long stem.
"You haven't given me a reason to be." He replied in monotone, about ready to turn away from the energetic, pink-haired ball of emotions.
She let out a sound associated with pure joy and reached upward to wrap her arms around his bicep.
"I was scared you were going to yell at me." She said quietly, her eyes glowing with mirth.
He withheld the smirk threatening to surface and rolled his eyes, pulling his arm away from her grasp.
"Come inside." Sasuke ordered the clueless teen.
"Can't we stay out a while longer? The sun hasn't gone down yet?"
"It's going to get chilly soon. July's nights aren't as hot as the days."
"I wouldn't know," Sakura said aloud, "This is the first time I've felt the outdoors."
He gave her a questioning glance and motioned for her to come inside.
"You'll catch a cold if you're out here in the night air."
"But I've been found. What's the harm of doing it now if I'm just going to be killed later?" Sakura protested.
"Damnit, just come in. You're not going to be killed." Sasuke snapped. He grabbed her arm forcefully and closed the door behind them.
Her eyes settled on the flowers in her palm.
Those words.
She'd never touched grass?
Imagine the millions of things she had never been able to do.
Maybe my parent's were right.
"I picked these for you." She commented. "I know they were already yours… but just take it as a gift. For.. helping me, that is."
She pushed the sunflower into his palm.
"Did the grass feel like you had always imagined?" He asked while locking the door.
"What?" She asked, startled at the unexpected question.
"Did it feel like you thought it would? Was it like you had always dreamed?" He asked again, curious to her answer.
"I'd actually never dreamed of touching it. It seemed like such a lost cause." She stood before him, tiny as a doll and fragile as glass.
He made his way to the kitchen and set the flower in a vase, smirking slightly.
The long, thin stem with rays of petals emanating from it's bright yellow, seed-studded center stood out in the otherwise colorless kitchen.
"I picked these for you." She commented. "I know they were already yours… but just take it as a gift. For.. helping me, that is."
She pushed the sunflower into his palm.
He sighed, running a hand through his dark locks. The gift fit the occasion quite well..
It was his birthday, after all.
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