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While Tsunade contemplated this, Shizune went over to Sakura and began cleaning her wounds in order to begin healing them. 'What are these strange markings? Should they not come off now that she's unconscious?'
"Shizune, I will do it. I want you and all available medic nin to head out to the battle field and heal the injured. Shikamaru and Naruto, go assist her.
"Hai!" they responded in unison before disappearing in three separate puffs of smoke.
Tsunade kneeled down by Sakura's limp body and gently traced the markings on her pale face. Concentrating, she emitted a flow of chakra, forcing the markings to yield and slowly craw from her face and arms, retreating back to a scar, in the shape of a sakura flower, on her chest right above her breasts. She then cut off Sakura's shirt and began healing her many wounds. 'We'll have to see what we can do after she wakes up. It'll be difficult for her, no more family. If this gets out the people may fear her. This will have to remain classified.'
End of Flashback
After Sakura had woken up, Tsunade explained everything that she knew about the spirit. Sakura also told Tsunade about what happened in the Sound hideout. She then broke down and was sent home. She locked herself in her home for 3 months and fell into a deep depression, refusing to talk to anyone. Naruto and Kakashi tried countless times to talk to her as well as Ino, Tenten, Hinata, Lee, and even Neij and Shino. However, she refused them all. They'd restock her food supply and would have to come in and knock her unconscious in order to give her body the nourishment it needed. She'd only leave her house at night and only to train for hours until the sun began to rise. The spirit had tried to consol Sakura but failed. All it could do was help her in her training.
Word quickly spread around the village of Sakura's betrayal towards her parents. Many would gossip about her signing a contract with the Sound or her enjoying killing her parents. Whenever any of the rookie 9 or team Gai's team heard any mention of the rumors they'd immediately reprimand the gossipers, glaring with disgust at them. If it was a fellow shinobi, they were severely punished. Tsunade had finally had enough and went to see Sakura. She forced Sakura to take up her duties as a Jounin. However, Sakura demanded that she be positioned as an ANBU. Knowing Sakura's skills would be handy after some training, Tsunade had no choice but to agree.
The day Sakura was to come in public, Tsunade sent out a decree that no one was to ever mention the events that took place in the hideout. If anyone should breathe a word they would be punished. Sakura took her place on her squad, rarely speaking, never socializing. Many people would whisper behind her back and shun her, sneering and snickering as she walked by. Her friends would attempt to talk to her but she'd always ignore them. They eventually went on with their lives and left her alone. Naruto would occasionally keep her company but he had Hinata to give his attention to. Sakura, however, remained cold. Her eyes were dead. They no longer held the spark that made everyone feel so happy and carefree. She no longer had that love of life that used to emit from her body in waves.
Sakura sighed as she sat back up, her tears eventually ceasing with her thoughts. A pair of onyx eyes watched her as she extended a pale, slender hand to trace the cold engravings on the stone. The figure frowned at how thin she was. She looked so frail and weak, as though she would collapse at any moment.
Sasuke's eyes traveled over her matured body. She had changed her clothing to a fishnet top covered by a jacket, mid-thigh skirt, and knee-high boots. She was still small compared to most people, most likely barely reaching his chin. He could easily engulf her entire form with his. She looked so fragile. She had grown curves that would entice a happily married man. Her short, silky pink hair framed her pale face, making her seem angelic. However, her face told a story of heart-break and emptiness. Sasuke's heart seemed to clench at the broken woman. She had once emitted such a bright light of happiness and beauty. She always wore a smile and appreciated everything about life. She had known no hurt aside from what he had inflicted on her with his constant rejections. She was always so caring and helpful no matter whom it was. Now all that was left was a bitter kunoichi.
Sasuke continued to stare at her with an emotionless face some feet away hiding his chakra so she could not detect him. He had also grown. His short, dark hair tossed around his face with the wind. His face had matured over the years, becoming less child-like and deadly handsome instead of cute. His body was well toned, although his muscles did not bulk nor bulge. His pale skin was scarred from years of fighting. He had a body all women would kill to have in bed. Muscular arms they would die to have wrapped around them. A husky, sexy voice they would beg to have whispered in their ears. At age 20, he was the epitome of youth and male perfection.
He had seen many hardships during his 7 years away. Sasuke had stayed with Orochimaru for two years, learning all the Sannin's forbidden jutsus until he was strong enough to beat the cursed seal and kill him. He traveled on is own another two years in search of Itachi. The battle was long and gruesome. Brother against brother to the death. Sasuke had escaped victor but with a permanent scar marring his chest and slanting half way down his back. He had felt empty and guilty upon hearing Itachi's reason. He forgave his brother and felt oddly relieved. It had taken him months to gather enough energy to return to Konoha.
When he returned, he found Konoha still being rebuilt and was surprised to find that the village had been at war only a year ago. He went before the Hokage and was sentenced to constant surveillance until he regained the village's trust. Naruto was the first to see him after his sentence, having heard of his arrival from some of the villagers who had first seen him when he stepped foot through the gate. They had stood in front of each other for what seemed like hours before Naruto cracked a grin and hugged his lost brother. Sasuke made an annoyed face and pushed him off then smirked as he turned to greet Kakashi, who for once wasn't buried in his book. Everyone welcomed him back and celebrated well into the next two weeks.
Many girls began hitting on him and were jealous of the girl whom he'd brought back to him. He had met her after leaving the Sound. She was much like him. She had lost her family and had to fend for herself for years. He had saved her from two men that were about to rape her. She then demanded that he take her with him. He had vehemently disagreed, but she remained unwavering. She reminded him so much of Sakura that for a brief moment he had let his guard down and allowed her to come with him. She had proved to be a great help after his battle with Itachi. She had nursed him back to health and watched over him all throughout the nights that he was sick and recuperating.
Kitara also looked greatly like Sakura that it sometimes pained him to look at her. She had long lavender hair and beautiful purple eyes. She was immediately hit on by the men of the village, but they were always scared away by a very protective Sasuke. Rumors began circling throughout the village that she was his intended and he never bothered to dismiss them.
Sasuke hated to admit it, but he had missed the village, Kakashi, the nearly always drunk Tsunade, and even the dobe Naruto. However, what puzzled him was the absence of Sakura. He had expected her to be the first person to greet him when he entered the village walls. He expected her to come running at him with open arms, to embrace him while sobbing from happiness into his shirt, to look over him and check for any wounds, to care for him as she once did. Yet he was met with her absence, she had suddenly appeared for a few moments then disappeared in the moment of chaos. He found himself missing her beautiful, smiling face and relaxing aura. He had asked Naruto a few months after returning about her.
Naruto had looked at him blankly for a few minutes before his eyes saddened in recognition. He explained to Sasuke everything that had happened after his disappearance. He explained what happened during the war, Sakura's isolation from everyone, her constant training to control the spirit, her induction into the ANBU, the villagers' hatred and gossiping towards her. Children would always throw rocks at her and quickly run away in fear, parents would take their children from her view when she walked by, other shinobi would sneer at her.
However, he did not tell Sasuke how she would calmly take it without any complaint. How she no longer cared what they did. How she kept herself aloof from everyone. How she remained cold and unfeeling. How she would always be sent on the most dangerous missions and would always volunteered for the suicide missions. She was never placed on a unit, for her missions never guaranteed survival and demanded success at any cost. She'd even take place of those unfortunate shinobi who were chosen to take solo suicide missions. Her life no longer mattered. She allowed herself to be used as a tool of the village. Tsunade would watch with saddened eyes as Sakura returned from mission after mission bloodied and near death. However, she never seemed to get her wish of death during her missions granted.
Her friends, except Naruto, had given up on her and turned their backs. They could no longer afford to worry about her after every one of her suicide missions. They all started families of their own and worked to care for them. She remained single and alone with no one to care for her or welcome her home or worry for her. Everyone began resenting and avoiding her. People barely saw her anymore. She'd only come out at night and trained for most of the day. No one knew if she ever ate or slept. Everyone feared to approach her. Naruto and Tsunade were the only ones to even give a tinkling of care. However, Sasuke did not have to be told to know.
Sasuke sneered in disgust at the village's actions towards such a wonderful person. He would only hear about her through gossip in the streets or females when they thought he wasn't listening. He learned of her suicide missions and the degree of everyone's hatred towards her. She had lost everything just like him. She had given up her parents for the village. She had dedicated her life to them. She had given herself to them to use as a weapon whenever and however they pleased and this is how they repay her. They abandon and betray her. They hate her and hope she dies on one of her missions. No one tried to help her, to understand, to patiently care for her as she would have done for them. How many times had she cared for him and Naruto? How many times had she risked her own wellbeing for others? No one aside from Naruto, and that was only once, had ever mentioned her during his three years back.
Aside from now, he had only seen her twice since his return. The first was his first day back. He was being welcomed back by a crowd of villagers, with Kitara by his side clutching his arm tightly and smiling. He was relieved to return home. He smirked as he looked around at all the faces. However, the one person he'd wanted to see wasn't there. At that moment, he felt someone looking at him somewhere off in the distance. He immediately turned on Sharingan and searched for it but saw no one; however, the presence was very familiar to him. Pushing it to the side, he turned his attention back to the quickly growing crowd. Looking around, he then caught site of a flash of pink. It was then that chaos broke out. People began clearing out of the way, as though afraid of something. From within them, Sakura stepped forward. However, people began yelling and throwing things at her. They chided her harshly and told her to die and leave them be. Sakura merely looked around at them, then locked eyes with Sasuke for a moment, before quickly lowering them as though she was not worthy and disappearing.
He saw her again only briefly when he had gone to the hospital to see Kitara after she'd fallen ill. He was forced to make way for some medic nin who were pushing a stretcher with a bloody figure on it. He felt sorry for the poor soul that had to go through so much pain only to realize it was Sakura. He barely recognized her. He followed after them and stared in shock at her disfigured form. She looked as though she had been locked up for months, tortured for days after days, and not been given a single thing to eat. He tried to get information from the medic nin, but they only sneered and told him the person was neither worth his worry nor his pity. He became angry and tried to force answers from them when Tsunade came up and forced him to go see Kitara and cease his questioning. His worry for Kitara and Tsunade's serious expression forced him to leave the situation be and go see Kitara.
The next day he questioned Naruto and Kakashi again, but they only sadly shook their heads and went back to training. Sasuke gave up and decided to look for her himself. However, Kitara's condition had worsened and he had forgotten about Sakura until he found her here at the cemetery in front of her parents' graves.
He cleared his thoughts and resumed watching Sakura, who had begun cleaning off the graves. She then gave a silent prayer and placed sakuras wrapped in tissue paper on their graves. However, as soon as she opened the tissue paper and touched the flowers, they began wilting until they were gray and dead. He watched silently as Sakura slowly withdrew her hand as though burned and stared at the flowers bitterly. He then saw her lips move and only because of his toned senses could barely make out what she was whispering.
"I'm sorry. I can never atone for what I've done, no matter how much you may claim to have forgiven me. However, I will continue to make it up to you with my blood. I promise you that I will continue to punish myself for what I've done until your death has been revenged. I only live to finish my punishment. You will be justified. I swear it."
Sasuke's dark eyes widened in shock at her words. She only lived to torture herself! She believed that only through punishment could she get true forgiveness. She saw herself no better than the bastard who had forced her to kill them!
Not noticing Sasuke, Sakura pulled out a stained kunai and brought it up to her wrist. It wasn't until she began tracing her skin that he noticed various scars littering her skin making out the word 'Atonement'. She then pressed the kunai's sharp edge deep into her skin and retraced the word. Sasuke could only hold his breath as she continued her self punishment, never wincing from the pain and the blood. He found himself glued to the ground where he stood as he watched her push on the kunai harder and continue to trace the word, letting her blood soak into the soil over her parents' graves. She then took the kunai into her bloody hand and did the same to her other arm. She could hear the spirit trying to talk her out of it, but she just ignored her. A chilling sickness overcame the paralyzed Uchiha as he watched her continue her gruesome task. His shock left him unable to protect the one he had sworn to keep safe so long ago.
Sakura continued to ignore all the pain. She no longer felt it. She had become so used to it after all these years, that it was a way of retribution and escape for her. She had been tortured too many times to count during her missions, gone for so long without food, left alone in the dark for months on end. The isolation and pain no longer bothered her, nor did the village's hatred towards her. She knew how they felt. She could feel their hatred hitting her in waves. Their sneering and mocking did not fall on death ears. Her former friend's eventual desertion did not go unnoticed. She allowed them to do what they wished. It was her punishment, she deserved this. They had every right to fear her and hurt her. Should they wish to torture her themselves she would not lift a finger against them. She was a weapon of the village. They held her life in their hands. They controlled her. The spirit had tried to help her, to soothe her pain, but had also given up. Sakura was truly lost.
Food and sleep no longer meant anything to her. She only ate and slept when her body grew weak and for that she berated herself. She had managed to get them to a minimum, adapting her body until it no longer needed the necessities so often. She no longer needed human contact either. Tsunade was the only one she ever talked to anymore and that was merely to get and give information about missions. She never went to get herself healed either. She always allowed the wounds to remain as punishment. Only once had she ever been taken to the hospital. It was only because her body had betrayed her, collapsing as soon as she stepped foot into the village walls. Oddly enough, while she was unconscious and being carried on the stretcher through the hospital towards the surgery room, she felt, for a moment, safe. Safe like she always felt when Sasuke was around.
Sasuke…she had long given up on him. As soon as her parents were killed she no longer thought of him. She always spent her days training with the spirit guiding her. There were those occasional moments, however, that she thought about her position and how she finally understood his actions. Only, she was the one to blame and punish, not someone else. She knew that Sasuke had returned three years ago. He had seen him coming through the gates, followed closely behind by a beautiful woman. A beautiful woman that she knew very well. Sakura did not know what the woman had planned but decided to keep a very close eye on her. She noticed how the woman hid behind Sasuke and clutched onto his arm tightly, and he did nothing to remove her from his as he would have done with her. For the first time in years, her felt her heart clench. The one person she had hoped would save her from this hell had also replaced her. He'd replaced her with someone more beautiful, much smarter, and much stronger.
She had watched sadly from far away as he was welcomed warmly, as he gently-a gentleness he had never used with her- pushed his companion forward and introduced her, as he smirked at his familiar surroundings. She felt a shiver run down her spine as she stared at his handsome face. His ebony eyes, covered by Sharingan, suddenly looked over to where she was standing, but did not notice her. She was truly invisible. She could never have him. He was too good for her. However, she was determined to greet him, to see his reaction, to tell him-to show him how much stronger she'd gotten.
She disappeared in a blur and reappeared down within the crowd of civilians. They immediately recognized her and rushed to avoid being near her. She did not mind them and walked through the crowd until she saw Sasuke and his companion. However, the villagers became scared by her sudden appearance and began attacking her with words and small objects; someone even threw a shuriken which grazed her cheek, making it bleed slowly. She raised her head and looked around her only to see pure hatred and fear in their eyes. She then looked towards Sasuke, locking eyes with him. She noticed his companion clutch him tighter and give her a mocking smirk. She felt a wave of jealously and sadness course through her. Seeing that Sasuke was not going to do anything, she immediately dropped her gaze to the floor. She was not worthy of him in anyway. His new companion would make a great partner for him; she could care for him and would not be hated by all as long as her secret was not let out. Accepting her destiny, she immediately disappeared and watched them once more from far away, undetected.
She continued to watch him from afar whenever she came by him after training or a mission. She'd sometimes stand there, her wounds bleeding profusely, yet she never minded them. She'd hide her chakra from detection and watch him as he, Naruto, and Kitara as well as Kakashi and others gathered at the ramen bar and enjoyed their time together. They never noticed her. She truly had been replaced. Kitara was beautiful, smart, strong, and loved by all. She was everything Sakura was not. Everything Sakura never could be, never would be. Sakura would make sure that she did nothing to hurt Sasuke. She would give her a chance…
Tsunade had asked her once why she did not try to approach Sasuke. Sakura only ignored, took the scroll with information about her mission, bowed respectfully, and left- leaving a melancholy and frowning Hokage.
Looking back at the last seven years, Sakura made a decision. It was time to end it. She had done all she could for her parents. No one needed her any longer. She no longer had anyone to guard or care for. Everyone had moved on. Konoha barely had any enemies left. Through her it had dominated all the other countries. Her purpose was over. Her existence no longer mattered.
Sasuke watched Sakura as she suddenly dropped the kunai after tracing the cut many times. Relief washed over him, thinking that she'd finally come to her senses and quit this harsh self-punishment. However, he was wrong…very wrong. He saw her begin a series of hand seals…hand seals that he was very familiar with. They were ones used in the Sound during torture on those victims who refused to talk. The particular jutsu that she was doing formed a circle around the victim and slowly burned them to death. Horror overwhelmed him. Sakura was committing suicide! She was going to do the ultimate retribution. Sasuke could feel his heart quicken and blood turn cold. Sharingan immediately set as he leaped into action. With a speed he had never before achieved, he raced towards the burning Sakura. She oddly remained quiet and did not cringe or scream from the burning flames licking at her pale skin. The quickly forming burns did not seem to faze her in the least. She'd obviously been tortured many times before and in many worse ways.
Suddenly sensing his burst in chakra, Sakura looked over to where Sasuke was running towards her. Her dead eyes locked with his and time seemed to stand still. She suddenly felt love and safety washing over her as she stared into his deep red eyes. Sharingan had always intrigued her. She was happy to have it be the last thing she saw before her death. She could not read the emotions in it though. There was such turmoil, something Sasuke's eyes rarely ever held. She suddenly understood Sasuke's motives. She knew he had been watching her but did not think he'd interfere. She knew Naruto and Kakashi wouldn't. They would let her leave this misery. They would know that there was no salvation for her. However, Sasuke did the unexpected. He was trying to save her.
In the blink of an eye, he had reached her and pulled her out of the fire. The ring immediately went out, leaving a trail of smoke behind. Sasuke clutched Sakura close to his fast-beating heart, carefully minding her wounds. His arms tightened around her frail form, refusing to let her go. He could feel her fragile frame trembling from shock beneath his. He could feel her every curve pressed tightly against his own but chose to ignore them at the moment. He had almost lost her! He had almost lost her as he stood there and watched her destroy herself! Unable to resist it, he buried his head in the crook of her neck, needing reassurance that she was alive, that she was actually alive in his arms. He inhaled her intoxicating scent. He ran his hands through her silky locks. Seeing her burning had caused something in him to snap, making him react in anyway to save her. He finally understood. This girl that had dedicated so much to him, had been there for him even when he rejected her, meant the world to him. He never wanted to let her go!
"Sakura," he rasped against her neck, hot breaths hitting her cold skin as he breathed heavily from fear. She continued to tremble. He lifted his head and looked at her. Her head was turned to the right away from his. "Sakura, look at me. Look at me!" Her trembling continued. Her skin was like ice-she even neglected to keep herself warm in the cooling weather- to his hands as he touched her cheeks, her body tiny underneath his as he pressed closer to make sure she was truly there. Her breathing was labored and restricted from her shock and from his body pressing hers. Unable to stand the silence, he moved one hand to grab her bloody wrists, careful not to press too hard because of her cuts, and the other hand he used to cup her cheek and bring her face up to look at his.
His enraged Sharingan eyes stared down into her dull ones. "Why…." He needed an answer. After all this time without her, seeing her about to die brought out many hidden and compressed emotions. "You can't do this!" he hissed, "Are you that weak that you have to commit suicide? Can you not take the pain? Are you that pitiful?"
"No," she whispered, her voice raw from lack of use, "I am not weak or pitiful, not anymore. You don't understand." Her eyes buried themselves deep into his. With Sharingan, he forced himself into her mind and went through her memories. The spirit stepped aside and did not try to hinder him as she would have had it been anyone else. She knew that this person would help her once happy container.
Sasuke's eyes widened as he saw all Sakura's memories, as he relived everyone with her, as he went through her every pain. He saw her first three years after he left. He saw what happened to her parents and how she had been manipulated. He watched in awe as she took on Sharingan and Byakugan. He then saw her fall into depression. He saw her being rejected by her friends, by the villagers, by her fellow shinobi. He saw her receiving her first suicide mission. He saw her first torture. He saw her being starved and nearly raped. He saw her being beaten and mocked as she sat before the enemy naked and bleeding from the torture session. He watched as she was forced to sleep on a dirty, cold floor with no clothes or food. He saw her killing enemies that were attacking her 30 to 1. He found himself barely able to restrain his rage, his anger, his hate. He wanted to find all those who hurt her and put them through Mangekyou Sharingan a thousand times over, making them relive their every fear.
However, it was one memory that caught his eye, one that sent his anger beyond deadly. It was of Kitara. He watched on in shock as Kitara whipped a bloody Sakura. He watched Kitara laugh mockingly as Sakura bit her lip and refused to cry out from the pain. He could only cringe. Kitara, the one that had helped him, had been a spy the entire time! And Sakura knew! Why had she not said something! Why had she not tried to get revenge or seek his help? The bitch, Kitara, would pay!
The next scene explained all. It was of Kitara and Sakura. It had to have been sometime soon after he arrived back at the village with Kitara. They were in the forest. Sakura was glaring at Kitara while Kitara stood smirking.
"I've taken the last thing that has ever meant anything to you, have I not," Kitara giggled in glee, "Your memories and thoughts aren't as protected when you are so near death, even your little spirit friend was unable to stop my entry because of how pathetically weak you are. It was so easy to find the one thing that mattered to you anymore. Then it was only a matter of finding him, making up a lie, and getting close. He is mine now. He cares nothing for you!"
Sakura's dull eyes flickered in anger for a moment, "I do not matter. I do not know what your intentions are for being here, but that matters not to me. All that matters is that you do nothing to hurt Sasuke or this village. I will not bring your past forward, but I will should you anything suspicious."
"It matters not, wench, they would not believe you. I have seen their reactions towards you. You are a monster to them. A mere tool to be used and thrown away. No one would bother to listen to you for a second."
"Think what you want, but I have my ways. This is your one and only warning. If you disobey me then you will suddenly disappear and your mangled body will be found among the monsters of the forest. I do not fear for my life, so it does not matter if they find out it was me. Remember, I have nothing, thus I have nothing to care for or fear for. You are right, I am a tool and tools don't think when they kill. I suggest that you quit acting as though you care for Sasuke. Actually love him or you will not last very long. I promise you. So take my warning seriously. Good day, Kitara. Live well." Sakura then disappeared from view.
"Insolent bitch! I should have killed her when I had the chance. I should have known she'd escape somehow. That damned spirit of hers. I should have been its container, not her. I'm much more worthy!" Kitara hissed before leaving the forest. Sakura then leapt down from the tree she was occupying and looked at the direction that Kitara had gone sadly.
"Please take care of him. He's all that I have left. Don't hurt him or you will die by my hands, Kitara. I will do to you all that you did to me. We'll see who the weaker one is then."
Shock was not strong enough to explain how Sasuke felt. Sakura's never-ending dedication to him had led to her pain once more. She had given her last bit of honor and self-worth for his happiness. Sasuke was barely given time to taken in what he had just seen before he was thrown into scene after scene. His mind was reeling from all that had happened to this small, trembling woman beneath him since his departure. Leaving her mind, he dropped Sharingan and stared sadly into her lifeless eyes. She knew that he had seen everything. She was waiting for his rejection.
He, however, was beating himself up for not being there for her, for not trying to help her after returning, for leaving her in the first place. She'd been through so much. No one should ever have to go through what she'd been through. He promised himself to be there for her from now on. She'd sacrificed everything for the village. She'd sacrificed her happiness and honor for him, giving him over to the one who had disgraced her so. His eyes softened as he stared down at the little woman. She was so venerable, so beautiful, so strong, so caring. Even after her life had been destroyed she still tried to keep others from going through what she had. He could almost see part of her old self emerge as her lifeless green eyes stared up at him hopelessly as she waited for his rejection and harsh words. He knew she would take them without complaint. However, his harsh words and actions were to be directed towards others as soon as he'd taken care of his little cherry blossom.
When he did not say anything, she spoke up. "Sa…Sas..Sasuke. Please kill me, I'm begging you. You saw everything. Please end my pathetic life." Her voice was hoarse and it pained her to speak after so long. Her free hand reached out and clutched the kunai that she had been using earlier. She then brought it forward and pushed it between his hand and her cheek. "Please."
Sasuke was paralyzed. She was so fragile, so venerable, so beautiful, so delicate. Seeing the bloody kunai thrust into his hand brought him out of his rampage for revenge towards those who had wronged his flower and back to his senses. He looked at the bloody weapon pressed against Sakura's pale cheek in disgust. Angrily, he grabbed it and hurled it into a nearby tree. Releasing Sakura's wrists, he brought both hands to cup her face. His angry dark eyes stared down into her confused dull ones. Without thinking, he brought his mouth down to hers in a searing kiss and began ravaging her without sign of stopping.
Sakura's eyes widened in shock at his sudden action before slowly closing. Her small arms hesitantly wrapped around Sasuke's larger frame and delved themselves into his silky hair. Sasuke released Sakura's face and his hands began roaming madly over her enticing body, careful of her many burns. Sakura moaned and arched her body up to try and get as close to the Uchiha as possible. She had never felt such passion and love before. His tongue was doing things to her lips and mouth that made her hot and restless. She had finally found someone who cared for her and accepted her as she was. The one she had waited for for so long had finally returned her feelings.
….to be continued
Alright guys that's it! I'll have the next chapter in by next month. Suggestions are always welcome! Reviews are adored and read many many times!
Note: Sorry for the mistakes in here guys! I have a beta reader but I've lost her email so I didn't get to contact her. I also did this chapter very late at night and was kinda too excited to wait before posting it. I'll have my beta reader look over it if she's still willing and post a better chapter up in place of this one! If anyone else wants ta be a beta reader for this fic you are more than welcome!