Sakarii finally collapsed into her bed, tears streaking her face once again. She felt hollow inside, like someone had taken her heart from her. She'd not been allowed back into the medic's room while Sasori was there. Hinata-sama said it was too dangerous, but Sakarii wasn't afraid.
She sighed, yanking her hair-tie out of her hair with such force that it snapped. She wanted to be with Sasori. She didn't want to be alone in her apartment, which was as empty as her chest felt. She hadn't even bothered to turn on any lights.
Sakarii curled into a ball, not bothering to remove her day clothes and buried her face into the covers. After just a few minutes, she let herself slip into the cold darkness that was sleep.
"Sakarii Uchiha?You mean that girl...the one who I gave spyder to all those years ago.Yes, I remember you."
Sakarii looked in awe at the handsome figure before her. He was the exact same as he had been when she was a child. He even looked the same. Her heart skipped a beat, fear rising in her chest. Surly he'd kill her this time.
"Tell me, Uchiha, why are you here?"
Her voice caught in her throat, and she began to shake. She knew why she was there, but she was so scared. So very scared to die.
"I'm here because I learned the truth about who and what I am. I was given Sieryuu because of Gaara.Because he lied to me. About himself, about everything. I was betrayed, but I remembered. I remembered what you told me. So here I am, just to ask for a place beside my brother and..."
"And? Please don't waste my time with petty secrets, child."
"To return your puppet to you like I promised. Danna,please." She bowed as low as she could, hoping it would mean anything.
"Very well,but first, I want you to tell me two things. Why do you think I want her back now? I said one day, but I never specified when..."
Sakarii looked up to see Sasori's face inches from her own. She blushed crimson and stammered.
"Because you asked.I have others besides her.Others for me to fight with."
He nodded his approval, then before she could protest, he pressed his lips to hers gently. It was a lover's kiss,sweet and soft.Sakarii was so stunned that she couldn't pull away,but Sasori did.He leaned back, a smile playing on his features.
"I never forgot you, Sakarii, and I have always been with you, watching you.Now that you belong with Pein-sama and the Akatsuki, you will belong to me,too. Is that a price you are willing to pay? Are you willing to give up everything and be my lover, in body and soul?Will you be mine?"
Sakarii's felt a hand on her shoulder, shaking her gently. She grabbed it, twisting it, and opened her eyes. When she saw that she was holding Hinata, she immediately let go. The younger girl looked at Sakarii with sad eyes as she got to her feet.
"Lady Hinata-sama, I am so very sorry, I thought you were someone else."
"You m-must have. You looked to h-happy sleeping, but I need you t-to h-help me with something. Something s-special."
Sakarii looked at her Hokage quizzically. She'd never been asked to do anything by Hinata herself. She was wary of Sakarii's temper, and usually tried to avoid it if she could. Sitting up, Sakarii began to pay attention.
"Get showered, then m-meet me in my office. We'll talk then, okay, S-sakarii?" She asked.
Sakarii nodded, standing. Her anbu uniform was wrinkled and smelled of blood and stale air. She wrinkled her nose, and began to rip off the armor.
"Oh, and Sakarii, p-please wear that s-summer dress. The p-purple one?" She asked.
She nodded. Sasori had picked that out to be her wedding dress when they got married; something that was looking less and less likely the more she thought about it. She stood up and shuffled to the shower, trailing anbu clothes as she went.
The hot water hit her full in the face and she sighed in momentary content, then shuddered in pain as the hot water hit her shoulder. She scrubbed the dried blood and dirt from the day before from her skin and turned off the water. Stepping out, she looked herself in the mirror. Her long hair was charcoal black, but because of Sieryuu, her inner demon, her bangs and all of the hair to her ears was white as snow. The color change melded quickly, so one had to look carefully to see the hint of grey between the light and dark.
Sighing, she began to tie up her hair, then thought better of it and brushed it out to dry. She looked into the mirror again, staring into her colorless eyes. She looked worn, empty. No emotion showed through as she gazed at herself. Just for the hell of it, she blinked, letting her sharingan take over. It was chilling watching her eyes turn that dark shade of red. There was only hate then.
Blinking one more time, she let her eyes return to normal, and hunted down her dress. It was in a wooden chest in her room, complete with accessories. She looked at it and picked up the tights. She slid them on, then the dress. It came down to her shins, and had a white ribbon around the waist. With her white scorpion pin, she looked stunning, but she hated it. She'd promised herself she'd be happy when she put the dress back on. That it'd be the day she finally get to see her beloved again. This was not what she imagined at all.
She slid on her combat boots, and her nin-bag and walked out the door, locking it behind her. She pulled out her cell phone and hit speed dial. After three rings, a familiar voice answered.
"Sakarii, what's up. It's been awhile." Kisame Hoshigaki said, a cheery tone in his voice.
"Kisame, hey. Did Hidan tell you? About...Danna?"
There was a pause, " Yeah. He did. Sakura almost Gloria's tank when he said it. Look, I am so sorry."
"It's fine. I just wanted to keep you in the loop. How are you and Ayako doing?"
"Great. Would you like to come over some time and hang with us?"
"Yeah. That'd be great. Hey, Kisame. Thanks."
"Sakarii, are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I just don't say that enough. You're a good friend."
"Any time. I gotta go. And so do you. Hokage-sama told me what's going on. Good luck."
Sakarii hung up, her chest feeling a little lighter. Talking to Kisame always did that to her. She saw the town center building looming before her, and she opened the door. Shizune smiled, and let her go immediately to Hinata's office. Inside, a boy with bright red hair, and an anbu uniform sat on the couch, looking bored.
Sakarii blinked and took in Sasori in the anbu gear. He was breathtaking. The armor was skin tight, showing off his muscles and thin stomach. He was everything she'd ever wanted and everything she feared she'd lost.
"Ah, Sakarii, hello. Please, sit down. You and Sasori have a lot to talk about."
Sasori stiffened and looked up to his fiancee, fear back in his eyes, hatred still mixed in, he began to stand, but Hinata shot him a look that made him sit right back down.
"Sasori, please. You said you would do this. I don't want to, but if you cannot be civil for a half hour, you're going back to your room."
Sakarii sat down, and Sasori looked at her, then at the floor. She couldn't tell for sure, but she thought he was trying not to cry. She looked at Hinata, who smiled reassuringly.
"Isn't that your wedding dress? You look lovely." Sasori said, quietly.
Sakarii just blinked, emotions surging, "You look good, too." she said finally.
"Why did you do it?" He asked, a little louder, "Why did you leave me in the dark so long?"
She looked into his eyes and a tear slid down her face, "I didn't know. I never thought they'd hurt you like that. Hurt me. Sasori, please. I didn't know."
"Why was Hidan there? Why was he with her?"
"Sakura and Hidan are together. He was buried alive for seven years, and last year they dug him up. She rehabilitated him. He's not immortal anymore, either. He also fell in love with her. I, myself, can't be around her. It hurts too much."
Sasori blinked and looked up, then looked to Hinata. She nodded, and then did a gesture, encouraging him to continue.
"Sakarii... Tell me everything."
"A month after you were supposed to have died, I went to the Akatsuki. I had no idea you were trapped, or I would have gotten you sooner. Konoha had just acquired your human body, and were going to use it for medical testing. They never did. A while after that, Deidara killed himself in an attempt to kill Sasuke. He failed. Kakuzu died, Zetsu disappeared, Hidan was buried and Kisame was trapped in a water prison in Mizu. I don't know what happened to everybody else. Sasuke killed Itachi, and I was brought home.
"Naruto wanted Sasuke dead, and vice versa. They died trying to kill each other. When he died...I was a mess. That was six years ago. You were trapped for eight. A little while after, the pain from losing you became too great. I climbed to the top of this building and I tried to jump. Hidan, who was recently remortalized, saved me. Three years ago. Instead of death, I began training to be a med nin. I am now an anbu med nin, and a teacher. Not once in all of these eight years have I ever stopped thinking about you. And Sasori, I am so, so sorry."
Sasori was quiet for a moment, then looked up at her,"You still love me after all this time?"
"Sasori Akasuna, you are everything I have ever wanted in this world. From the first day I met you, to the day I tried giving Spyder back, to now. How could I ever stop loving you?"
She reached forward to grab his hand, but he pulled away quickly, "Don't touch me!"
Sakarii looked at him then pulled away silently. Then she stood up, and looked at Hinata. She looked exhausted, but not surprised.
"Next time you call me in here to deal with him, make sure I can actually touch him. Otherwise it's just torture for me." Then she walked out of the office and started down the hall.
"Sakarii, wait!" A voice shouted behind her. Sasori. She ignored it and continued walking.