What? Only one reveiw (not counting my Sis')! Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!
Anyways thought I'd post the next chappie anyways, ideas are popping up to my brain quite quickly for this fan fic so i might as well put it out in the world. Please R&R and most important of all enjoy!
Don't Cry, Don't Run, Don't Scream
Sakura opened her eyes wearily, she was stretched crookedly across the bed, with one leg hanging off the mattress and her pillow slanted still supporting her head and also uncomfortably, one shoulder. Her duvet had completely fallen off the bed, leaving Sakura shivering against the winter atmosphere. She sat up and rubbed her eyes, she'd had quite a bad dream during the night.
Sakura's Dream…"Sasuke! Sasuke-kun!" Sakura squealed in delight as she dashed through the aisle of the massive and beautiful church, running excitedly up to her groom… Sasuke.
Suddenly Sakura found her feet sinking away into quicksand and she waved a hand out desperate, but Sasuke wasn't looking.
"Sasuke! Help me!" Sakura screamed as she sank further into the sand, her dress thick with the mucky damp substance.
Sasuke turned around at the last minute, just as Sakura's head was about to be engulfed in the quicksand, but he didn't do anything, but smirk evilly and almost triumphantly.
"SASUKE!" Sakura yelled, eyes wide with deeply felt fear as the sand filled her mouth, choking her nose and scratched into her eyes.
"Oh Sasuke…" Sakura cried softly, rubbing her silky nighty sleeve against her quivering face, to dry the tears that were pouring out like a waterfall of distress.
It wasn't unusual for Sakura to cry first thing in the morning. In fact it had become more like a compulsory ritual. Sakura hated being such a crybaby, but something deep inside, was triggered by the thought of Sasuke and how she couldn't have him… how he wouldn't have her, acknowledge her or feel the same way for her as she so passionately did for him. Sometimes, Sakura would think, that perhaps if she cried every morning, like she did, it would bring her good luck, but it never did.
Sakura stood up and threw the forlorn duvet cover back onto the bed, when she noticed the leathery book hibernating beneath it. Sakura lifted it up, wondering whether the books strange animate behaviour was just part of her twisted dreams. The book was pristine, soft like real skin and it felt slightly warm. Sakura left the book on her bed and she went off to the bathroom to shower and get changed.
"Every night in my dreams… I see you… I feel you… this is how I know you…" (Titanic theme tune) Sakura sang in a sad wailing, yet melodic voice, as the water gushed over her body, rinsing away her permanent sorrows. Singing was one of the pink haired girl's hobbies, though no one knew this, she would sometimes substitute crying herself to sleep, with singing herself to sleep, or even a painful mixture of both.
Sakura slid open the glass shower cubicle door and took a step out, the frosty air making her skin tingle unpleasantly, the shower fresh warmth quickly becoming prickly clamminess. She towel dried herself carefully, still humming away to her song, when suddenly she realised there was someone in the bathroom with her. She glanced around nervously; her senses were telling her that she was not alone.
"W-Who's there?" She mumbled fearfully, eyeing the sink, the toilet and the bathroom cabinet in a most mouse eyed fashion. There was no sound for quite a few seconds, but then she heard a sort of soft scraping, kind of like something was dragging it self from behind the toilet. Sakura tightened her grip on the towel, which she'd wrapped around her body and her free hand grabbed a shampoo bottle for defence.
Sakura stared at the toilet, as if she expected a giant slime creature to come exploding out of it, but instead the little leather book, scuttled out from behind the toilet instead. She bit her lip, books weren't meant to move, they weren't meant to be alive and they definitely weren't meant to come up to her like some little animal.
"G-Get a-away…" Sakura gasped, backing up against the steam moistened bathroom tiles, as the book dragged itself with some freakish paranormal strength towards her feet.
The book froze about six inches away from her delicate pink toes and then it coughed. Just like a person with a smoking problem. Sakura blinked and her back pushed against the wall, desperate, longing for her legs and arms to stop being so numb with fear so that she could at least make a run out of the accursed bathing quarters.
The book suddenly poofed, like a person coming out of a henge and in the place of it was a male ninja, raven haired and cold eyed, smirking in the most lewd of manners. Sakura gasped, and her body began to shake in shock, her mind wanted it all to be a dream, some freakish nightmare, but her body, her senses told the truth.
Sakura was about to scream, when a hand smacked itself over her mouth, immediately silencing her. The shampoo bottle slipped from her fingers and fell with a small clatter onto the floor. Sakura blinked as the ninja removed his hand slowly.
"S-Sa-Sasuke? W-What…" Sakura babbled quietly, as Sasuke leaned forwards and pressed a hand over her shoulder, against the clammy wall.
Sasuke grinned and leant his face inwards, his raven locks brushing against her shivering shoulders and then he whispered, "Sakura-chan… aren't you glad to see me?"
Sakura nodded and managed to blurt out, "Y-Yes, of course S-Sasuke-kun."
Sasuke kissed her tenderly on the cheek, but it wasn't warm like she'd expected, instead it was icy cold, like his lips were made of pure frost. Sakura blushed and she stared deep into his pools of darkness, eyes solid yet with the magical pressure of a black hole, absorbing her soul into his.
"Sasuke-kun… w-why were you a b-book?" Sakura asked softly, pressing herself as flat as possible against the wall, since Sasuke decided to lean forwards again.
Sasuke chuckled, this was rare, Sakura was quite freaked by the Uchiha having a sense of humour. She smiled weakly as Sasuke ran his fingers through her dripping wet pink locks.
"Sakura…" He whispered softly, pulling her into an unexpected tight hug, "…I want you to run away with me… I need you… I need to tell you things… secret things…"
Sakura stiffened up at such strange physical attention and she managed to mumble, "Why Sasuke, can't you just tell me now?"
Sasuke's breath was warm against her cheek, "Don't you trust me?"
Sakura blinked and she stared down the back of the raven-haired boy, before caressing him warmly, "I love you Sasuke, I'd trust you with my life."
Sasuke pulled out of the hug, grinning and then he took a step back and eyed her up and down, as if she was a gentle deer to a hungry lion, "That's what I wanted to hear, Sakura please get dressed and pack a few things and then meet me at the gates of Konoha in ten minutes…"
Sakura was about to question him again, when he yanked open the bathroom window and leapt out of it, the freezing cold air giving her goose pimples.
"Sasuke…" Sakura whispered towards the open window, as her body slid numbly down the bathroom tiles, her hot breath colliding into cold air and turning into white steam.
Sakura got changed feeling rather dazed and then she packed hesitantly. Why did Sasuke choose now to show her he cared and what did he have to tell her? Why was he disguised as a book in the first place and where were they going to go? Sakura pondered over these thoughts that were swimming around in her head. In fact, she was focused on Sasuke so much, she was practically drowning in her mind.
"Sakura! Where do you think you're going?" Her Mum asked worriedly, as Sakura reached a hand out to open the front door.
Sakura froze and she smiled, "Just off to do some training, that's all."
Sakura's Mum was about to ramble on about how early it was and that she should at least eat breakfast first, but then she settled on giving her pink haired daughter a loving hug instead.
"Go on Sakura, train hard and make me proud!" She said, kissing Sakura on the head, before watching as Sakura disappeared through the front door, a small backpack on her shoulder and a gentle smile still on her face.
Oooh... I wonder if you're wondering what the answers to all those questions are? Well get reveiwing and I'll update as soon as poss!
Pepsi Dragon x