Sai awake on the floor alone, unable to shake the coldness from the previous day. His arms ached from being binded so long, and his neck throbbed unpleasantly. But the worst was the ache between his legs. He took in his surroundings, a bed he probably should have been sleeping in instead of the damp floor, and a small empty desk. He tried to stand up, forcing his legs to carry him onto the stiff mattress.
The dim lights managed to hurt his eyes, and despite having just woken up he felt as though he hadn't slept in years. He thought of his blonde companion, hopefully looking for him at this point, realizing he wasn't coming back from the mission he was sent on. He couldn't even remember what it was, having been ambushed and taken. He slowly sat us, his back hurting most of all. He felt as though he'd aged many years in the small time he was asleep. The door opened, and Sai braced himself for the intruder.
"Here's some food, I'll untie one arm so don't try anything funny." A white haired boy carrying a tray with soup on it told him. Sai disregarded him, having no appetite. "My names Suigetsu." He set the tray down on the desk and untied one of Sai's arm, immediately receiving a punch through his water-like skin. Grabbing Sai's wrist, he gazed down at the form below with humor.
"Well now, didn't I tell you not to try anything funny?" The purple eyed stranger twisted his arm painfully behind his back, forcing him onto his feet in front of Suigetsu. Kicking the back of his knee, Sai fell, his body protesting the pain. He wanted to run, get away from the hideout and never look back.
"Suigetsu! That's enough." The voice made Suigetsu instantly release Sai's arm. Bringing the tray to the bed, Sasuke helped Sai onto the barely cushioned mattress. "Eat." Sasuke told Sai. "Or do you want me to force feed you?" Sai brought the spoon to his lips, gently pushing the soup down his throat. It burned, not only was it scolding hot but it was sore on his already tender tongue.
Naruto gazed at the blue sky, clouds seemingly endless. It was weird that Sai hadn't returned yet, the Shinobi was profoundly accurate on each mission and generally finished them within two or three days. Though he had only been gone four days now, Naruto felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach.
Sai didn't remember falling asleep again, but he woke up on the bed this time with a cool wet cloth on his forehead and bandages covering tender spots, ropes untied and arms freed. Despite his stomachache, he began to try and formulate a way to escape. The only door was locked, and there were no windows, so he assumed they were underground. Rubbing his knuckle along the wall, he knocked and found it was completely solid. Following suit, he so to the other walls and found the same, even the wall with the door was thickly built.
He touched a hand to his forehead, slicking his hair back and remembered his hand band had fallen somewhere. He could turn the light off, or rather break it as there was no evident switch in the room. If he broke it, he'd have to be as silent as possible doing so. He stood on the bed, tip-toeing and just barely reaching the light. It contained three separate bulbs, enclosed in thick glass. He sighed, generally able to get out of most situations and traps.
Clearing his head, he saw another small door near the desk. It was barely noticeable, dark and tightly closed, but opening it he found a small bathroom. A tub, toilet, and mirror confined the constricted space, and Sai studied himself in the dirty mirror. He had no bruising from the punches, light finger shaped bruises littered his neck, and his skin was somehow paler than usual. He opened his mouth and stuck his tongue out, the curse mark visible. He ran the facet, splashing ice cold water on his face.
When he left the bathroom he found Sasuke sitting on the bed, noting he hadn't heard the boy enter at all. Sai recalled a book about defusing tension, one that had been meant for Sakura and her abrasive personality. It had said to simply smile and acknowledge a strength or compliment, though Sai wasn't sure if he could apply here and do any good.
"Hello Sasuke." He said, mustering up a fake smile. He was used to having to do this, when he began training with the others he do so often. The other boy didn't respond, and Sai raked his brain for more books. "You're looking particularly ugly today." In an instant, the pale boy was slammed against the wall.
"Shut up, you're annoying." Sai braced himself for a punch, but instead felt Sasuke's fingers lingering on his lips. Parting them slightly, Sai felt the other boy's mouth on his. He threw his arms out, pushing Sasuke away. Without thinking, Sasuke threw the boy down, pinning him to the ground.
"Wow Sasuke, you're very scary." Sai said, trying to seem less startled than he actually was. For all of the desensitization training he went through, it seemed nothing prepared him for an Uchiha. The raven hair boy scoffed, gripping Sai's wrists tightly, the pale skin bruising more. Sai winced as Sasuke got up, leaving the room as quickly as he entered. Feeling his lip between his fingers, he felt a bit of blood.
He wanted to leave, he wanted Naruto and Sakura and Kakashi and Yamato to come save him. But he knew that wouldn't happen.