I don't own naruto.
A gun was pointed against her spinal cord, pushing her to walk forward into the whipping cell once again. Her bangs hung over her eyes loosely, but she could tell perfectly that the man behind her was certainly not the same one that had whipped her before. His touch was rough, not as smooth as the other man, called 'Sasuke' as she had heard.
Ino was shoved into the room, feeling someone point the gun to her head slowly as they chained her up against the wall. Slowly, she woke up from her pretended-sleep stage, staring at a face full of scars and she couldn't help but let her face twist into disgust.
His shoulders were broad, the military buzz cut on his head made him look even more dangerous than the general himself and his hands moved toward the pants he wore, unhooking the sharp whip before letting it uncoil.
It smacked against the floor once, ringing of a metallic tone instead of just a sharp thwack! Ino stared at the metal coated whip, wincing slightly when the man smacked it against the cold tiles, smirking slightly as he turned toward her, almost as if he was going to simply enjoy destroying a girl.
"Just what do you think you are doing?" the voice was threatening, and the footsteps of the person became louder and louder. "Who gave you orders to whip her? I certainly did not."
The smirk was immediately wiped off within a single second as he turned around; bowing to the tall dark-haired man that Ino had come to know as "Sasuke". "A higher rank," he responded, not even bothering to start his sentence with his upper class' position.
Sasuke walked in further into the room. "Now why would anyone want to do that?"
"Everyone knows to never trust you with another American," he loudly said, raising the whip gently to let it slash against Ino's stomach shortly, already thinning it. "You are one yourself, captured in battle. Even though you are the greatest general so far, no one can ever trust you with another American. Your feelings will get in the way and you'll establish them with a position into the army."
"I have no feelings," Sasuke stated, walking into the room to rest his arm onto the stone walls.
Glaring at Sasuke, the man said, "I've heard that before, and look the position you have put Sakura in, the medical field. Where are you going to put this woman? As the general? Just one spot under you?"
Sitting down onto the wooden chair, Sasuke rubbed his chin. "Since I am the general of this army, perhaps I can do that. After I am certain she has given up on America." he gave a lazy wave of his hand, staring at Ino's tired face as her braid fell over her shoulders.
Giving a quick flick of his wrist, the man with the short buzz cut lifted the whip, slashing it against the floor once again before letting it fly toward Ino. She clenched her hands, feeling her body pushed against the stone walls to try avoiding it, failing immediately.
Ino didn't try avoiding since it was no use but she leaned forward slightly, feeling the sting of the wounds so early.
Sasuke sat there, simply watching the torture go on, his keen eyes traveling down toward the slender waist of the blonde in front of him, the single drip of blood from her wound as it slid down on the tank top she wore, soaking into it. His mind was brought back from his daze as he heard the torturous scream of the woman.
The blonde was dipping her head forward and with the next slash, as if she exploded herself, but instead of blood, a flowing of blonde hair piled out. "Brush the hair back and continue whipping."
"Why not just cu-"
"Do not question my orders," Sasuke said sternly, bring his fist up under his chin as he watched the young woman getting whipped, a small feeling of hope was brought in within him, but he pushed it back, never letting his feelings take over him.
From his spot, he could tell she was trying her best to not show the pain that she was receiving, but the clenching of her jaw and the sweat on her forehead certainly gave it away.
By the end of hours sitting there, Sasuke lifted his hand, signaling for the man to stop as he walked over toward Ino. The man stood toward her, grabbing her chin forcefully. "Now will you tell me your next plans?"
"Never…" she managed to breath out, falling onto the floor in a heap of her own blood and tattered fabric. When an angry scowl, the man left the room, and Sasuke stood up, about to follow him when he felt the weak tug of her fingers around his pants.
Sasuke looked around him to see no one left, and he bent down lower, lending his ear toward his captive. "But I'll tell you," she whispered, her breathing heavy with frustration and pain.
After a few second of no reply, he bent down closer to her, lending her his ear. "What do you want in return?" he asked, his voice softening slightly.
"Bring me back to America?" she turned her head to the side, coughing up blood before looking back into his eyes, lifting her hand she touched his cheek gently, putting blood on it. "Please?"
Nodding his head, he made her hand spread more blood onto his cheek, from underneath his left eye to his jaw line. "Certainly, but only if they haven't proclaimed you dead yet."
"Bomb tonight," she whispered softly, closing her eyes, and her body became limp in his arms, either from death or faint.
Surprisingly, he didn't dump her body down onto the ground; instead, he carefully laid hers onto the floor. Sasuke walked out of the room, immediately seeing the bobbing head of pink hair not too far off, and he waited for her to approach before he left.
Her black gloves immediately made contact with his cheek. "Are you injured? Where?" she touched his cheek, wiping the blood with her glove before taking out a wet hankie, pressing it against his cheek.
Taking the hankie away from his cheek, saying, "It's not my blood," and he pointed at the unconscious girl on the floor. "It's hers. Get her into the hospital, fix her up. I have to go talk to Shikamaru."
She looked down at the body. "For what?"
"I need him to seek out US private information."
"You mean hack into their system."
"They mean the same thing. I'm quite sure they've replaced her spot as the general already. She can forget about going back to America." Sasuke looked behind him as Sakura kneeled down, touching the girl's neck.
The pink-haired girl looked up at her standing boyfriend, pressing a finger against his lips. "Shut up, Naruto. You're going to wake her up!" she felt him lean over, hugging his arms around her waist gently, dotting sweet, small kisses on her neck.
"Don't worry, Sakura. She's been asleep for days, she won't wake up now," the male blonde responded, giving her a grin before he slipped out of the room easily.
Sakura rolled her eyes at him, looking down at the woman on the white hospital bed, admiring the shimmering blonde hair as the sun shone in from the nearby window onto her hair.
When she had first seen her, her body was coated with her own blood, but when she had finally met her the second time, her platinum hair was coated with dry blood, her body bruised so badly she was afraid to even touch her.
A soft groan was heard from the woman that Sasuke said was named "Ino Yamanaka".
Her eyes fluttered open slowly, focusing onto the ceiling first before finally letting her hand travel onto the thin blanket that was laid over her body. "Why am I naked under this?" she questioned, lifting her arms to run it through her hair swiftly.
"I'm Sakura," the pink-haired girl introduced herself, taking a roll of bandages off her desk and a bottle of ointment. "I'm just waiting for some cloths to arrive before I put your bandages on."
Sakura pulled a chair, taking a clean hairbrush from the table. "Sit up," she ordered, giving a friendly smile toward Ino.
The blonde stared at her, looking at her emerald eyes before turning around slowly. "You have really pretty hair," Sakura commented, touching Ino's back slightly, pulling her fingers away when she winced noticeably. Across her back were healed wounds, but they had left red lines across her back before they were healed completely. "Your wounds are healing too, perfectly. There will be no scars."
Still there was no response.
Ino pressed the blanket to her chest with her left hand, her right hand clenching the fabric of it tightly, her body tense.
A short knock was heard before a tall man walked in. Sakura spun around immediately, standing up from the spot she had been, hugging the man that had entered the room. Ino stared down at her lap, her hand tightening around the blanket once again.
Murmuring was heard from the corner as the man and Sakura whispered among themselves. "What's this?" Sakura asked, catching Ino's attention, and she looked up to her, making eye contact with Sasuke immediately.
She pulled the blanket onto her body even more, feeling insecure when he was around. Even when she had looked away, Ino still felt his gaze on her.
"All of this is for her?" she asked, looking up to Sasuke. "Where did you get all of this anyway?"
"My mother," he simply replied, staring back at Ino before reaching into his pocket, pulling out a piece of paper before turning around, looking down at it.
"Is that for her too?"
Sasuke snatched the piece of paper back away from her hands. "It's private," he responded, turning away from both of them.
"Is it about a girl?"
"In matter of fact. It is." Sasuke looked away quickly as Sakura began nursing Ino's wounds, putting bandages around her body. Looking into the bag, whispering a question into Ino's ear, who whispered something back, reaching into the bag to take undergarments out. "Be grateful my mother had the time to go shopping, or else she would have had to borrow your cloths."
With a snap of her fingers, Sakura rolled her eyes. "Shut up," she said, smiling at Sasuke. "Alright, you can turn around now."
When he had turned around, he still saw the platinum-blonde, but something about her seemed different, maybe it was just her appearance. She was wearing a tight shirt that ended slightly over her belly button and pants that hung loosely on her hips.
He stepped forward in long steps, dropping the piece of paper in front of her. "I can't bring you back. You're dead."
Ino stared at the piece of paper, her hands limp against the bed as her eyes became wide at the name right from the word 'status'. "What am I going to do now? I-I have nowhere to go," she stuttered out, her hands covering her eyes as she pushed the hot tears back.
"If you don't do anything tricky or sneaky with the army, I can give you a spot in the army, as general, one spot underneath me," Sasuke stated, staring at her.
"You must be stupid, trusting me so easily."
"I know you're not going to do anything bad.
"Sasuke, do you think this is a good idea?" Sakura hissed, making it obvious to the ear.
Sasuke turned around, a cold look in his eyes as he glared at Sakura with his dark eyes. "She's like us, a prisoner of Japan."
She pulled him aside, giving Ino a gentle smile before pinching Sasuke's arm. "Are you in a dream? They will punish you when they find out you're letting your emotions affect your work!" throwing her hands up into the air, she smacked his forehead.
"I have my own methods to know if she's trustworthy or not, and she is."
"Why?" she made a facetious face. "Do you have a little crush on her? Because if you are-"
"No, Sakura. I know what's best for the army and I know it will be better if she's the general."
A sunny blonde walked into the room, a tray of food in his hands as he placed it down on Sakura's desk, giving her a gleaming smile as she walked toward him, kissing both of his cheeks. Sasuke made a face at the couple, immediately hearing the growl come from Ino's stomach.
Walking over toward her, he got a grip around her wrist. "Let's go get lunch," he said strictly, his voice stern and unwavering.
With her other hand, Ino slapped his hand away from her, crawling over toward the corner of the hospital bed. "Don't touch me like that," she whispered, kicking at his hand when he wrapped it around her ankle swiftly.
"Sasuke, you never took a girl like that, makes you seem like you're going to rape or abuse them. You were so much more nicer before you joined the army." she smiled, feeding Naruto as he looked at Sasuke, a gleam in his eye.
"You know, he was never really the type that would treat a girl properly at first glance. Surprisingly, he can be nice to a girl." he kissed Sakura's nose cutely, smiling when she gave him a kiss on his forehead.
Sasuke glared at him noticeably. "Cafeteria is downstairs. I know you're hungry." he held out his hand, looking at Ino, watching her sky-blue eyes fall down toward his hands.
He quirked an eyebrow, moving his hand toward her again. "You aren't afraid that I would kill you?" she asked.
A chuckle was heard from him, and she backed up even more, surprised and scared at the same time. "As if you could." he walked over toward the tray of food Sakura and Naruto had, taking an apple strictly from it and pulled the silver gun from its pocket. "You can pick the gun and shoot me right now, eventually end up on the floor when everyone finds out, or you can pick the apple, so you can have something to feed yourself on as we walk down to the cafeteria." he gave a kind smile, thrusting both of them out.
Looking up with adorable blue eyes, she asked, "Can I wear your jacket for a while if I pick the apple?"
"Sure," he replied, smiling as she took the apple, turning around to shoot a bullet down on the ground to show that the ammo inside was black and useless to begin with.
"You owe me an apple!" Naruto shouted as Ino walked behind Sasuke quietly, staring down at the floor.
"You shut up." and he pulled off his jacket, rearranging the badges before finally handing it to Ino, who hid her body under it. "You might just change my life being in the army."
"What?" she asked, tucking a loose strand behind her ear.
"Sit at that table," he said, bending toward her height before pointing out at a table. "You'll see people you're going to be ordering around there," Sasuke said, smirking noticeably.
I thought it was going to be popular, but I guessed wrong. I'll continue it anyway -_- cause it seems pretteh good to me XP
I know my updates are getting slower, do not tell me any longer -_-''
Anyone wants to request an update? I have nothing to work on.
Different is probably coming near its end by the way, really nothing else to say.
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