Welcome to the next chapter of…Toy of the Akatsuki
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Important info: Like the last chapter, this chapter explains the relationship between Sakura and the Akatsuki members that live with her. The same thing applies with the different sectioning. Also, read the warning! In addition, the story line should be in the next chapter. Another thing, I don't know a lot about Zetsu, so sorry if there's wrong info! However, in this he can get rid of the Venus flytrap, kind of like using a special jutsu.
Full Summary: Four years ago, Akatsuki kidnapped Sakura and made her their 'toy'. Now what will happen when Sasuke finally finds her? Will she remember him or has Itachi fully erased her memory of everything she held dear to her? Has he finally claimed what he rightfully wants, Sakura?
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, nor any of its characters.
Warning: Some sexual abuse, also some hints of rape. The chapter will have SEXUAL ABUSE! DISTURBING SCENES!
/Sakura Pov/
Chapter Three: What I am to them part 2…
I gasped as my eyes slammed open. My mind went blank as I slowly recalled my memory of what happened. 'S-Sasori…he was…'
Sasori grunted ripping shreds of the once beautiful dress off me aggressively. The once delicate lacy design torn and demolished as if a cat had gotten its claws on it. Sure, it was expensive; but Sasori didn't care, he admired the doll not the dress.
As he finished tearing the remains, he stared at my breast, eyeing them with pleasure. As he was about to take into his mouth his earnings he stopped irritated; his eyes filled with a newly found anger.
"Zetsu!"
"I'm hungry."
My eyes shifted left to see Zetsu standing at the door; a blank expression on his face. He seemed to have gotten rid of the Venus flytrap. His multicolor skin shown under his mesh shirt. Tilting his head almost mechanically to the left, he looked at my small figure pushed against the floor. "What are you doing Sasori?" An almost robotic voice came from Zetsu.
Sasori only smiled, "Just playing dress up." With that, he stood up slowly buttoning his Akatsuki cloak. He grabbed my hand helping me to stand.
I blushed as my exposed body became cold in front of the two. As if reading my mind Zetsu walked towards me covering me with his own cloak. I was about to mutter a thank you to him, I felt him grab a point on my neck causing me to loose consciousness.
Sasori watched with confusion; eyeing what his 'friend' was doing. Looking up from the corner of his eye, Zetsu looked at him tilting his head to the left, "I like when she is unconscious…it helps when tying her up."
The red head just shrugged his shoulder, "To each his own." As Zetsu took his leave, Sasori walked to where the now broken Jill puppet laid smashed on the ground. Picking up the doll, he held its wooden body in one hand while picking up a shattered part of its face. He looked at it merely shaking his head before throwing it in the trash.
"What a waste…"
Zetsu's Meal
'That's right! Zetsu knocked me uncon…Zetsu!' My eyes widened looking at my dark surroundings. I wasn't surprised at what I saw; chains, blood stained walls, rusted metal weapons. Every Akatsuki building has a torture chamber, however from what I've heard no Akatsuki member uses it as a room. This was Zetsu's very own room. He loves the smell of rotten corpses so much he decided his whole room should smell like it.
Everywhere I looked, I could see fragments of human remains, bones, and fabric from very old clothes. He'd make a point to keep the human or animal alive for days that way getting the full initial flavor of the meat. I turned my head, closing my eyes in disgust. How thankful I was that one of his meals wasn't still lying around, waiting to die, waiting for the darkness to finally take them in.
Turning my head slightly I could hear faint whispers coming from what seemed like the bathroom, though inside the room there were all sorts of plants and vines. If it weren't for the bathtub one would surely think it was a nursery. The door was closed so I couldn't make out who was inside however by the way they were talking it sounded like him.
One thing I noticed most about Zetsu, who couldn't, was that he talked as if he had two different personalities put into one whole body. His right side, which was colored black from head to toe, talked normally as any other person would speak. However, his left side, which was colored fully white just as the black side, talked almost as a robot. If you listened closely to him, you could hear both sides arguing back and forth as if fighting to take control of the whole body. In terms of weird, Zetsu had the highest standards. In other words, he was the king, well…one if his two sides were.
Hearing the door to the 'bathroom' open, I quickly closed my eyes hoping he wouldn't notice. If he thought I was sleeping still, maybe he would just let me be. I could feel him moving around, pacing back and forth as if not being able to decide what to do. Then suddenly the door slammed. Maybe he left. I continued to pretend to sleep making sure he was fully gone; when I thought the coast was clear I slowly opened one eye.
"I see you're awake."
Shit! Leaning against the table; his face inches away from mine, Zetsu stood. His face was blank; he tilted it to the side as if examining my behavior. "You seem shocked."
Shocked! I'm terrified! You try opening your eyes to this man-eating plant! "W-What do you mean?" I asked trying to shake off my fright. He stood up ignoring my question as he made his way over to the other side of the room seeming to search for something. I tried to sit up and put more distance between us however, I couldn't. Looking up, I found both my arms had been chained to different ends of the table, as well as my legs. Zetsu's cloak was still wrapped around me, however it only covered my mid-thighs and up.
Returning to the table he carried a large blue bowl, one that would be found in a normal kitchen and a thick leather material that was rolled up. When he placed it down, I saw many fruits and vegetables. He unrolled the leather revealing a set of butcher knifes ranging from large to small.
"W-What are you doing?" I asked eyeing his movements as he picked up a small knife from the leather belt. I started to squirm as he traced the blade up my leg. When the blade reached the cloak, he unbuttoned it and continued up my thigh. "S-Stop!" I wiggled even more.
"If you keep moving the blade might tear into your skin." I stopped excepting what he might call advice.
His white side had said it, and from what I know that was his nicer side. He reminded me of Ying & Yang. His white side, the almost robotic side was very curious. As if it was the soul of a young child, maybe it was his previous self before he became a murderer. However, his black side was much angrier. He was the cannibalistic side, the one who enjoyed tearing the skin and meat off bones. When that side spoke, it was enough to make your skin crawl and your ears to bleed; terrifying, sickening…morbid.
I had only seen his dark side twice; the first time was when Itachi had smashed one of his precious plants, Zetsu became viscous. He reached for Itachi and just as he was about to do something, Deidara pulled me away and said it was not for my eyes to see. The second time…I didn't want to remember. I woke up with stitches and wrappings everywhere.
My eyes focused on Zetsu's next movements. He went to the large bowl and grabbed what looked like a yellow bumpy rock. "A lemon." He said tracing the lemons curves as if they changed every minute. He then used the small knife to cut the yellow fruit in half.
'What the hell is he doing with a lemon? Has he never seen one before?' I watched as he looked at the lemon with interest, yet the only emotion showing on his face was his eyebrows quirking with curiosity. It was somewhat funny, I would have laughed if it were not for at that moment he ate the whole half in one swallow.
My eyes widened and I could feel my mouth make a surprised and shocked expression. 'He just ate that thing whole! His face didn't even move an inch! Wasn't it sour! Is that even possible! He even ate the damn skin!' I watched as he licked his fingers.
"It's sour." He said licking one finger at a time making sure to get every flavor.
"R-Really? No kidding." I tried hard not to chuckle at the statement. 'So he really has never eaten one before.' "Just make sure not to eat a pepper like that." Inside I was laughing with happiness. Maybe if I prolong this, he might eat everything in the bowl and forget-
"I wonder if it tastes good with cherry blossoms."
That's when my mind stopped it's laughing and joy. My eyes widened. I looked straight up at his two-sided face. It was serious, angry, his dark side. The voice wasn't robotic nor nice.
"Uh, no…it doesn't taste good." I lied, "Lemons taste good with, um, lime-"
"But Deidara said that they do. He's the one that told me." The robotic voice came back as he tilted his head left. He did that a lot. It was another way to tell which side he was. When he tilted to the right, he was his dark side. When he tilted it to the left, his light side was speaking. If it was anyone other then a cannibalistic killer it would be kind of cute, like a child, but taking all the facts in…it was scary.
"Was Deidara lying?" His light childish side asked.
'Damn you Deidara! Stop giving the Akatsuki members ideas!' "I-I don't know." I murmured looking away from his gaze. Slowly he tilted his head right his face changing it's features. "Are you lying to me Sakura?" My head shot up looking at his now angry face. "Of course not!" I lied again. I didn't need his dark side coming out, not when I knew whose turn it was coming after this.
Zetsu just smirked; a dark terrifying smirk. "The let's just see, shall we?" He unbuttoned the rest of the cloak, making my stomach now revealed to the cold air surroundings. I shivered slightly at the coldness. He then picked up the other half of the lemon and brought it above my stomach. "How sweet are you Sakura?"
"I'm not." I said studying the lemon in his hand.
He just smirked wider with a slight laugh tilting his head to the right, "Liar." He squeezed the lemon causing the juices to fall. I jumped as the liquid touched my skin. He then leaned over placing both hands on each side of me. My breath hitched as his mouth drew closer to my stomach. 'Not again.' "Z-Zetsu, p-please."
My words stopped as his tongue slid across my skin. A satisfying noise came from his mouth as the tongue traveled up and down. I tried to move but couldn't; his arms were trapping me and the chains were tightening. When the liquid was gone, he laid his head down on my skin, nuzzling it slightly. He then reached to one of the chains grabbing it and realizing my right hand. A sharp sting went through my arm feeling the painful iron release its grip. He then grabbed my hand bring to his face.
"You lied to me. You do taste good with lemon." He kissed my fingers grabbing the lemon and sprinkling the remains of the juice on them. He then took them into his mouth one at a time licking the citrus taste from the liquid meet his tongue. It felt weird; my cold fingers became slightly warm as he continued his hunger. Finishing his delight, he set my hand free. I wiggled my fingers as the cold touched them once again.
He looked over to the blue ball. His face looked as if it was searching for something in particular. 'Probably another lemon.' My stomach sickened at the thought. I was about to think of what else he would do when a large slam awakened my thoughts. I looked at Zetsu enraged face. The place where the bowl once sat was empty smashed on the floor along with the fruits and vegetables that were in it. I looked up at him to see his mouth moving in whispers; he was arguing to himself again. As I tried to listen closer to what he was saying, he yelled causing me to jump slightly.
"Dammit, Itachi took our lemon."
'Our? Oh!' before I could say anything he stormed out of the room slamming the door open and rushing out, not even bothering to shut it. I heard him slightly yell Itachi's name in furry.
I laid my head down looking at the ceiling. The dark madder mixed with a thick layer of rusted blood. How long would I be waiting here? Till the next member comes to take fun at my enslavement. I closed my eyes, taking in the sleep I wanted.
"Sakura, you know how annoying you are at times?"
'What? Whose voice is that?'
"Shut up Teme! Sakura isn't annoying!"
'Another one? Don't tell me I have split personalities too.'
"You know what, I change my mind. Naruto, you are way more annoying then anything!"
'Naruto…who the hell would name their self after a fishcake?'
"Shut up Uchiha!"
'Uchiha! Is he talking about Itachi! Is he an enemy to everyone?'
"Naruto, Sasuke stop arguing, we're on mission. Learn to be quite why don't you!"
'Uchiha…Sasuke? Is he related to, Itachi?"Just as my mind began to wonder, a cheery loud voice rang out.
"Hey there pretty lady!"
My eyes shot open at the voice. I jumped at the sight of what was in front of me. "De-Deidara!"
"In the flesh! Which is more then my wooden friend Sasori can say…yeah!" his smile grew hearing an annoyed voice at the door.
"Very funny Deidara. Not all of us are as great as you."
Deidara looked at his friend a little confused, "What do you mean…yeah?"
"Being able to eat through your hands. Freak." Sasori huffed crossing his arms annoyed at his happy friend.
Deidara frowned looking away as if he was shot in the back, "You know Sasori, it's not nice to make fun of others misfortune…yeah!" Sasori laughed. Deidara looked back down towards me questionably, "Speaking of misfortune, why are you chained up Sakura…yeah?"
"Like you have to ask." I mumbled angrily at him while looking towards the wall.
Deidara smiled his playful smile, "Well, if you ask nicely I'll unchain you…yeah!"
"I'd rather die." I huffed, still not looking at his carefree smile. Sure, he was the nicest, well the nicest that was possible here, but he still was crazy.
"I can arrange that!"
Both Deidara and I looked at the door to see the figure standing next to Sasori. His creepy blue face smiled a disgusting smile. Deidara could only smile back at his fellow member. "Hello Kisame! What pleasure is it that you have come to join us as we look up at the chained Sakura…yeah?"
Kisame smirked as he walked over to the table, "No reason really." He undid the chains on my legs and moved to the one left on my arm. Before I could move, he grabbed my wrist roughly. "I'm just here to get my training dummy," he said before practically dragging me out the door.
Kisame's Fight
"1…2…3!" I was thrown at the ground. Hard. I moaned in pain as I felt the grassy earth below me. My hands gripped the soil as I heard Kisame yell.
"You better get up girly!" He shouted grunting at the end. Kisame was the... "Or else I'll make you." Abusive type. He didn't act like any of the other members. They all did something to arouse their sexual desires, with the exception of Zetsu; his hunger is his sexual desire. No, Kisame liked to show who was boss; probably because compared to Itachi he wasn't the handsomest nor the strongest. This made him angry, jealous; and what better way to take out his anger then to beat the crap out of what Itachi takes pleasure in…me.
I stood up, almost falling but standing strong. I grabbed my arm in pain; he had just used my arm as a slingshot, making me fly half way through the ground. How was I able to keep standing? A normal person would've fallen by this point, so why, how?
"Good," he said smirking, showing his shark teeth. He got in a stance and charged for me. 'Damn! This is gonna hurt.' He grabbed my neck, slightly lifting me in the air before throwing me towards a tree. I hit the tree with a hard smack. "Ow!"
He laughed loudly at me. It annoyed me. Why was he laughing! Was it that funny to see a person in pain? Of course, it was; to them, the Akatsuki, all pain was laughable.
"Do you really expect her to fight back Kisame?" A nonchalant voice came from Sasori. He was sitting on the grass watching as Kisame had his fun. Deidara smiled his playful smile nodding his head in agreement, "…yeah!" Kisame just laughed again. They all were making fun of me!
I shook my head, stumbling again as I slumped upwards. My head hurt like crazy and I could feel blood dripping down my forehead. Kisame stopped his laughing and looked at me, frowning slightly. "So I see you can still stand." I heard a 'Duh!' come from Sasori and Deidara.
I whipped my mouth feeling it swell with pain. "What do you want from me Kisame!" His name was like sick venom that burned your tongue. "I don't know how to fight! I can't throw weapons and objects like you! I'm not a ninja! What do you want! Do you expect me to equal your skill!" Towards the end, I was yelling at him. Huffing, breathing all my anger out.
"AHAHA!" He laughed, again! I turned my head to find both Sasori and Deidara chuckling and smirking.
"Why are you laughing? Are my words humorous to your twisted minds!" I shouted at all three of them causing them to laugh harder.
I looked at Kisame seeing him lighten his laughter to speak, "If only you knew girly!"
"Knew what?" I asked curious. What the hell were they talking about!
He muffled a laugh before looking at me once again, "The tru-" His words were cut off by a kunai at his throat. My eyes widened to see Itachi standing there, inches away from killing his partner.
"If you speak one more word," he pushed the dagger deeper into his skin, "I'll slice you right where you stand."
I looked over at Sasori and Deidara confused. Both looked silenced; even Deidara, he wasn't wearing his happy smile anymore. Was what Kisame about to say really that important? Itachi was dead serious; his Sharingan was even spinning madly. Was what Kisame about to say really that important?
After a few more seconds of silence Itachi finally removed the dagger, whipping off the little blood smear that came from Kisame. The red-eyed demon took a step back facing the rest of the members, "ANBU has been spotted in the area. Tomorrow we will head to Suna; there we should meet the other members and discus the plans with the leader. Pack what you need and be ready." With that, everyone seemed to vanish with the exception of Itachi and I. However, Kisame gave me a disturbing glare before leaving; probably a warning for the next time we meet.
Itachi gave me a look to follow him, and then started walking towards the entrance of the building. I followed, slowly taking my time. Not really wanting to be close to him. As we continued down the hall, my mind seemed to yell out a certain name. The name I had heard in Zetsu's room.
"Um…Itachi. Who is Sasuke-"
In an instant, I was slammed against the wall, staring into dark red spinning eyes. The hand around my neck tightened with rage, draining what little breath I had in me out.
"Where did you hear that name?" His voice was deep and growing with anger at an alarming rate. "Where the Hell did you hear that name!" He asked again except this time it was much more threatening.
"I-I don't know!" I stuttered grasping his hand that steadily grabbed deeper into my skin. Why did that name make him go berserk? Who is he?
A small growl escaped his lips as he brought them to my ear. "Don't ever say that name again," he whispered still with the same attitude and viciousness, "Forget ever hearing that name." With one last growl, he released me. The wall guided me to the floor as I grabbed my sore neck painfully. Whoever Sasuke was, I'm gonna make sure not to forget. Obviously, it was someone Itachi despised, someone who may be able to help me.
"Sakura." I looked up to see Itachi turning around staring at me, "You're sleeping with me tonight." With that, he turned around but not before muttering, "Be ready."
There you have it! I think that's the fastest update I've done, pitiful right? Anyways, read and review! I'll try to update fast again…if you would call that fast!
Once again, Sorry if any of the info is wrong about the Akatsuki!
