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Domineering What's Mine

Ch. 3 - Losing Control

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Watch what you say, you never know how someone will react

Would you change your mind if I replied with a violent act?

Would you cower before me if I beat you for your insolence?

Rip you apart and crush your disobedience?

Be still, be silent, and watch what you say

Don't you dare rebel, or you will pay

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Sakura ran through the dark woods with tears streaming down her pink filled cheeks. Face cold as ice from the cool air hitting it for so long, she resisted the urge to rub her hands on the freezing skin and make it warm again. Now wasn't the time for her to be worrying about the way she looked, right now she was in a state of panic and trying to get away.

Sakura forced her legs to move faster, the fear she felt clasped onto her soul with draining power. Eating away every part of her that screamed to be brave and face the unknown. To face the evil that haunted her restlessly.

Pink hair whipped past her face when the wind picked up speed, successfully making the girl shiver. Wearing nothing more than a long black shirt and her underwear Sakura darted from tree to tree trying to shake off her pursuer. To no avail, she realized that whoever it was wasn't about to let her have a smooth get away.

"Sakura.."

Clutching onto a tree for dear life the sound of her name sent a chill up her spine. That voice… God did that voice sound so alluring. The mere ring to it made her heart do a double take, questioning her sanity for running away rather than running towards the beautiful god-like murmur. Her mind, however, did not see things the same way.

With her heart telling her to run to the seductive person chasing her, her mind flat out refused to take part in someone so dangerous. The fact that she was being chased all but proved that going to the pursuer would probably mean an end in her life, or a possible life being beaten and used like a rag doll. A man with a seductive voice like that could only want one thing from a girl - and Sakura wasn't about to give it up just yet.

With another negative thought to keep in mind she found herself disregarding her hearts need and instead chose the smart path. Forcing herself away from the tree she was previously clutching for dear life to, she did the only thing her mind could come up with.

She ran like hell.

Sakura almost wanted to cry when the sounds of her chaser's footsteps and rustling clothing ,somehow not too far off, filled her ears. Why was this person chasing her? What had she done to cause such a chase? And how did that person know her name?

But most importantly.

Why did the deep and masculine voice sound so familiar? It was as if she heard it all the time, yet couldn't quite put her finger on just who it belonged to. Her mind was coming up with a blank , much to her annoyance.

So deep in thought the pink haired young woman didn't notice the root sticking up from the ground. Within seconds the girl was tripping and flinging her hands wildly in the air as she began her fall towards the ground.

Strong arms wrapped tightly around her waist, easily maneuvering her to face the person attached to those powerful arms. She'd barely had anytime to breathe before he, with one arm, wrapped it around her body and reached out the other towards the back of her head. Grasping a handful of her pink locks he forced her face against his rough and rock hard chest. This person all but screamed I'm-a-man. She remained stunned, and found that her body had become numb when she tried to push away from him. She couldn't move a single damn part of her body! What was going on?

Her only support was the inhuman strength of the man she was currently being forced against. With a deep chuckle that shook her very soul, Sakura trembled. The feel of hot breath against her ear was making her head spin, and her damn heart was beating so fast she was sure she was on the brink of a heart attack.

"Sakura.." The voice murmured in her ear.

She knew that voice.

"Sakura."

She definitely knew that voice.

"Toy." He purred in her ear.

Sakuras heart pounded wildly as reality kicked in. She knows that voice..

"S-sasuke?"


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"S-sasuke.."

Dark black eyes landed on the whimpering figure just fifteen feet away. A quick breeze floated by, shaking Sasukes pointed hair softly in the wind. His bangs brushed back and forth in front of his eyes, but it did nothing to hide his view of the kunoichi lying restlessly on the other side of the newly made campfire. It was still pitch black outside, and probably no later than 2 in the morning.

She'd just said his name.

Sitting crossed leg on the ground the Uchiha remained silent, brooding, and calculating. Thoughts of just an hour earlier continued to nag at his mind.

The necklace.

Her plea's for Naruto.

His want to destroy her.

Everything was always about Naruto with this girl, was this how Naruto felt? All those years of Sakura wanting nothing to do with the boy, she'd only wanted him. Now.. Heh! Now he couldn't keep the girls attention for long without having her ignore him - hell her very aura told him that she despised his presence and wished for him to hurry up and get out of her life.

That was it.

He'd finally figured it out. Sasuke hissed under his breath. So thats how its gonna be? Her wanting nothing to do with him, wanting to just get him to hurry up and get the hell out of her 'people that are worthy to exist in my personal cloud' bubble of hers? And Naruto was one of them? Hell it wouldn't surprise him if Naruto was the whole goddamn bubble. And where was he? No where.

He'd been kicked out.

Thrown away.

Sasukes heart clenched painfully. He refused to believe it would last long though, seeing as his plan to pay her back for ignoring him was overriding his senses every time he even glanced at her. With all the dark thoughts casually flashing in his mind there was no doubt that every one of them would be perfect to get the girl to put him back where he belonged.

Right in the center of that fuckin bubble of hers. Hell, he'd even bet that he could make the bitch label him as the bubble itself. That's the way it should be. He should be the only light of her life. The only thing she thinks about. The only thing that she lives, breathes, dies for.

Him. Him and only him.

Unfortunately it seemed that his little pet decided she would have herself a friend to play with. She felt it was ok for her to give affection to another male. His toy thought it ok to be friends and secret lovers with someone else? That it was ok for her to give affection to another member of the opposite sex?

Giving affection to another male.

Fury seeped into his facial features. Jaw clenched, eyes narrowed viciously, Sasuke constricted his hands into tight fists.

What had happened between her and Naruto throughout the entire five years he was away? What sort of things had taken place? Was she secretly in love with him? Had she and Naruto ever had sex in the past?

Sex with Naruto.

No.

Never.

Never.

NEVER.

He would rather slit the bitches throat then ever hear her say something along the lines of it. Theres no way her and the dobe would ever do anything. He was damn well fuckin positive about it. But still, the fact that she secretly flaunted herself out to Naruto just to try to draw him in really pissed him off. She shouldn't be smiling or swaying her hips seductively at Naruto, it should be him..

For long moments he sat there, keeping the same look and same vicious body language. God did he want to kill her! Everything about her made him want to just.. Choke the life out of her. He wanted to drain all of her and watch her life slowly slip away..

The urge to go over there and smear blood on her beautiful porcelain face was all too tempting. He wanted to rip her apart and put her back together and mold her into whatever the hell he wanted.

Subconsciously his hand began to rub against his knee, his eyes strayed on her form.

A thought seemed to catch his attention, he relaxed his position and closed his eyes for a moment.

Was she a virgin?

Beautiful innocent Sakura.

Black eyes opened only to find green irises staring back at him. The most surprised look was on her face, she was slightly craning her neck to the right and watching him. He'd closed his eyes for a split second and the woman was up looking at him, odd.

What the fuck was she looking at?

A quick narrowing of his eyes had her blinking away her surprised expression and frowning at him. She eyed him now as if he was about to attack her or something. Body tense and lips sent into a slight frustrated pout she gulped before snapping her head in another direction.

What do you see when you look at me, my little Saku-chan?

"Why do you look so mad?" Sakura finally asked, not bothering to look at him. He watched her as her fingers lightly wiped away the sleep from her eyes.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes on the woman before him. Just what the hell was she babbling about? His left hand twitched, looking down he realized that his hand was clenching his knees painfully and his back was stiff.

"Woman, mind your own business." Sasuke stated coldly.

For a split second Sakura thought she heard incorrectly. Blinking into the darkness she turned her fierce gaze towards the raven haired boy and felt the fire within her soul burn to life. Did he just call her woman?? Woman? Just who the fuck did he think he was!

"Whatever…Sasuke-chan."

Sakura felt her inner self jump up and cheer at her. However the little comment she made was immediately regretted when cold black eyes bore into hers. Void of any emotion, a dark eyebrow rose at the comment.

She was up for not even five minutes and already they were fighting. She shivered slightly when his dark voice floated back to her threateningly.

"You calling me a girl Sakura?"

The hidden threat behind his voice was the only motivation it took to keep her from opening her mouth again. The way he said it, it sounded so…dark. The kind of voice that belongs to someone who's going to fuck you and kill you right afterwards. It was both seductive and evil all in one.

"Fuck that Sakura! This is Sasuke we're talking about! Say something back to the arrogant bastard!"

Are you sure?

Inner Sakura never replied.

Staring down at her hands the pink haired girl, ignoring the instinct to not say anything and keep safe, she looked back up towards Sasuke. She narrowed her eyes challengingly.

"Yes, I am Uchiha-chan. You girly-boy. " She mocked until he glared.

For a moment he looked like he was going to snap at her, but then a flicker of something wicked appeared in his eyes. The malicious look was pinned on her for a moment, before he rustled his feet out of his sitting position. Sakura stiffened in shock as Sasuke rose from his sitting position gracefully, his eyes suddenly closed. With calm and collective steps he stalked towards her, looking like a god with his powerful strides. She felt a hard pounding in her chest, was that really her heart?

As the raven haired boy began closing the distance between them Sakuras rational part of her mind began taking affect. Now no longer being mesmerized by his stride towards her, her body reacted like a threatened cornered animal. Her instincts telling her to get the hell up and keep the distance between them. She'd never felt threatened by him before, but for some reason there was just something so dark and wicked about his sudden behavior.

For there was something in the way that he walked that set a warning sign within her conscience. The quickening of his steps, the predatory sway of his body when he began his journey towards her. But nothing could make her feel as uneasy and threatened as the way his eyes looked when he finally opened them.

Hair swaying in the wind he looked like the angel of death. Coming to rip her soul in two, looking as sinfully beautiful as any mystical being. Perhaps he wasn't an angel of death, perhaps he was just a demon. Beauty and evil all intertwined into one being. God-like strength and exceptional intelligence, all used for something wicked or destructive.

Despite the fact that his bangs were flashing back and forth across his eyes like a rope teetering in the wind, they did nothing to stop the intense gaze boring down on hers. No longer the calm black she was used to, his eyes took on a dangerous predatory blood red. With the demonic sharp designs of the sharingan he eyed her cryptically. Analyzing and calculating her every move, yet still being able to remain somewhat of a void façade.

She should of looked away, she should of turned her back and started running away. However, finally coming to a stand, she remained rooted to the ground. His gaze being so powerful it left her breathless and powerless. It was as if his eyes were putting her under a spell that prevented her from being able to work her limbs. Sakura realized that, it was no wonder that the Uchihas were so feared. If it wasn't the cold and evil aura they He was the worse sort of enemy to ever come across, she was lucky that he was back on their side. Still, she was beginning to have doubts about that, for his attitude was -without a doubt- perilous.

She had succeeded in crossing the line of his patience, earning her the parlous side of him that she never, ever wanted directed towards her.

He hadn't yelled at her, hadn't even touched her, and yet it didn't matter- something about his body language as he moved towards her made it very clear that he was hostile and ready and willing to destroy and rip apart the reason for his aggressive advance. Yet it was so beautiful and elegant, it was like his body was throwing out two different types of personalities.

After he was but ten feet away her body began to get feeling again. No longer entranced by the cold gaze of his eyes, or the alluring way his body swayed dangerously, she found her legs taking her away from him. His presence was becoming a threat to her, she needed to get away from them.

-Like Prey-

Sakura stumbled backwards, her haste and fear driving her to skid backwards lightly.

-Like a Predator-

Not at all worried, Sasuke kept his calm and even paced stride. His arms hung loosely down his sides, face void - not even a twitch of his lips was visible. It was as if his face was carved that way with no hope of it ever changing. How someone's face could be so still and seemingly without any muscle to make any part of it move, was a mystery.

Sakura took a couple more shaky steps back from him. With lips trembling the young woman stared nearly wide eyed at the mysterious boy in front of her. Panic rose in her chest with every step forward he took, making her steps backwards more shaky and unbalanced. God help her.

"Girly?" He voiced darkly as he neared her.

Sakuras heartbeat kicked into a higher gear. The still of the night didn't help the matter. For the eerie silence only helped to heighten the echo in the way branches and leaves crunched beneath their feet. Or the slight brushing of fabric as he walked towards her, while she shakily stumbled back.

Sakuras panicked mind heightened to an anxiety level as his right hand, so gracefully and yet so forcefully, crossed towards the side of his body to touch the hilt of his katana. The piercing sound of the blade being withdrawn quickly from the sheath was all Sakura heard before she screamed.

Cold fingers wrapped around her neck in a vice like grip with the feel of even colder steel pressed against the gap between her lips. With her lips parted it looked like she was trying to eat the sword like it was a sand-which. Her back was forced against a tree she hadn't noticed she had been backing towards, and sucked in a gasp when the powerful fingers around her throat tightened painfully.

"Boy?"

She remained pressed against the tree, her hands resting flat against the rough bark. Green irises stared into cold blood red ones.

What was he going to do to her now?

"Care to repeat that, toy?" He murmured softly. Deadly.

When Sakura couldn't even get a sound to come out her throat Sasuke cocked his head to the side lightly, studying her. Sakura, even when she had faced so many enemies, never felt as threatened as she did now. Her voice wouldn't cooperate with her, she wanted to scream, fight back, do anything but sit here so damn helpless.

What the hell was wrong with him? Was he some sort of psychopath now!?

Sakura winced when his body pressed against hers. Sasuke leaned towards her ear, almost on the verge of smirking as her fear filled eyes followed his closing movement. His hot breath fanned over her earlobe.

"No? Don't wish to speak? Does the toy fear its master?" Silkily his voice purred. Sakura shuddered violently.

Toy?

Master?

What sort of sick game was he playing?

"I think my toy needs to be punished for it's irrelevant and very snide remarks about my persona." Sasuke's monotonous voice murmured dangerously.

Sakura couldn't stop the fear that gripped her soul. His words echoing through her mind brought on a strength of fire to fight back. She had to get away from him, for whatever reason he was acting like a lunatic and needed to get a grip on reality. But first, she had to get a grip on reality herself. Daring herself to do something about the situation she quickly took her hands off the branch beside her and shot them forward against his chest - intent on getting him to remove himself from her personal space.

However while her brilliant mind came up with pushing him enough to get an opening so she could dart away, her mind panicked when she shoved him, resulting in her head snapping away from him towards the other direction.

The slicing of her skin echoed in her ears. Now wide eyed and even more panicked than before Sakura began thrashing wildly against him. She didn't notice the katana be removed from her mouth just a second after it had slit open the edges of her lips making a long cut about halfway towards the inside of her cheek. With blood pooling down and quickly dripping off her jaw line, it looked like a waterfall of blood spilling over her cheek.

Sakura screamed in panic.

Sasuke, never releasing his hold on her, hissed darkly at her.

"Shut up! Quit fuckin thrashing around." He snapped angrily.

Sakura didn't even hear him, all that was thrashing through her mind was the katana ripping her skin apart and making her bleed. Although it was her fault, she still couldn't keep herself from reacting like a crazed beast.

Sasuke sneered at the melodramatic woman. Tightening his hold painfully on her neck he threw her ruthlessly towards the ground like a rag doll. Within seconds he was upon her, sitting on her pelvis, the woman stilled beneath him, looking up at him with wide fear filled eyes.

Earliers dream of having blood all over her perfect skin had come true for him. Now he saw, with fascinated eyes, as the dark blood smeared all over her face. God, she truly did look beautiful… especially since the dark liquid she was covered in was her very own.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Finally brave enough to speak was she?

"Watch your mouth, toy, it's the reason your in this predicament." He stated coldly.

"T-toy?!" She sputtered, eyes wide. "I am not your toy!" She shrieked, aiming a fist right towards his face.

With an uncaring gaze he watched as the first came flying at him, seeming to be going in slow motion. With a quick flick of his hand her arms fell flat to the ground.

"Y-you paralyzed my body!" Sakura bit out, eyes wide. Sasuke remained uncaring.

"Be silent toy, or the punishment I give you will be a lot worse." Sasuke murmured softly, watching the way her wound gushed some blood all over her lips. God he wanted to taste her blood…and her warm lips.

"I am not a toy! Hell I'm not even 'your's' period!" Sakura snapped at him, anger filling her emerald eyes.

Sasuke stared down at her, his facial features switching dramatically from void to absolute fury.

Not his?..

NOT HIS????

Well… he'll just have to see about that, now wont he?

Sasukes face twisted in a psychotic smile. His eyes shifting back to a void and uncaring expression. It was the most freakiest face Sakura had ever seen in her life.

Sasuke Grabbed the collar of her shirt, and with a swift movement, he ripped it right down the middle. Having enough strength to rip it all the way from start to finish he didn't even flinch when another scream of shock erupted from the girls set of lungs.

"No! Let me go!"

Sasuke hissed venomously at her disobedience, his psychotic smile and blank expression now gone Eyes flashing darkly, his lips curled into a sneer. Why was he always met with such resistance from this woman? Grasping a hand-full of her hair and yanked on it harshly.

"Shut the fuck up, bitch." He spat, he fear filled eyes closing instinctively to the pain he had inflicted on her scalp.

Suddenly Sakuras hair was released and she fell back, her head hitting the ground. When she opened her eyes it was to find that Sasuke was now looking at her with his usual cold stare. Lips formed into a thin line. What the hell was that? One moment hes hissing at her and trying to kill her, the next he's back to looking at her with disgust and without sympathy.

Her fear was so beautiful, he had to admit. The way she closed her eyes tightly and bit her lower lip, as if hoping that closing her eyes would help her get through this nightmare. She would never be able to escape this nightmare, he would make damn sure of it. She deserved to be tortured and punished. He found that, her screams of terror was actually a rather comforting sound.

Sasuke watched how she turned her head away from him, the look in her eyes nothing less of pure disgust. Sympathy and regret all lanced within those green irises seemed to catch his attention. Was she fucking pitying him? Sympathizing with some sort of knowledge about him that he wasn't aware of? Who the fuck did she think she was! He wasn't some goddamn weakling that needed some little cunt to commiserate for him!

Don't you dare pity me!

And why the fuck wasn't she looking at him?

Look at me..

He growled angrily in his mind, unable to deal with the fact that she was still persistent in ignoring him. Oh yes… this bitch really did deserve to be punished. With only the moonlight to guide him, it was all the light he would need.

Im going to make you bleed. I'm going to carve my claim right on your heart.

Grasping the already bloody katana, that just moments ago lay forgotten by his side, was now clutched in his right hand. Grasping just an inch from the point of the blade he held it between his two fingers, like holding a pencil. The rest of the sword remained up in the air.

Eyes scanning the stop of her body his gaze lands on a perfect spot just above her left breast. Without hesitation he brought the pointed tip against her skin and began writing into her skin. Tears streamed down Sakuras eyes as the stinging pain on her chest sent shocking aches throughout the rest of the body. Her cries of pain were muffled by his free hand, clamping over her blood stained lips. She didn't have the right to let out any sounds.

You deserve this bitch..

Sasuke shoved the edge deeper into the skin, he wanted to make sure it scarred.

You deserve every fucking minute of this hell.

Writing so perfectly neat, he made an 'S' in cursive. Being rather selfish, he purposely made it large. If anyone ever got the chance to see her upper chest, it would be damn well visible.

More and more blood seemed to come out of this girl. Was it normal to bleed so easily? The dark liquid oozed out of the large 'S' wound, taunting him. He debated for a moment, not quite sure whether he should or not. Making up his mind, Sasuke leaned down towards the wound and put his mouth over it.

Warm tongue met hot blood.

He sucked on her skin loudly, making sure she heard the slurping as he took in every drop of the blood making its way out of the wound. Tongue flickering out teasingly it traced the letter with a slow and torturous rhythm. Following the letter from top to bottom over and over again until the body beneath him shifted lightly.

His jutsu was beginning to wear off.

Pulling away from the delicious taste of her blood and creamy skin he licked his lips with an animalistic motion.

When his gaze found Sakuras her expression was expectant.

Fear, horror, pain, anger - all pierced him.

Blinking away the spell he had currently been under, the Uchiha smirked down at her. Cold and uncaring he traced a finger over her bloodied lower lip and leaned forward, hovering his lips just inches above her own.

"I've staked my claim on you…" His lips fell on hers for a quick moment before pulling back. "You belong to me now." He purred possessively.

Sakura, was in an absolute daze. Unable to breathe, she couldn't stop the horror from seeping into her expression. Sasuke was a fuckin psychopath! He'd just…just.. Marked her! Marked her with the first initial of his name! Like she was a god damn….

Toy.

Realization hit her hard. Like a little boy would put his name on his belongings so nobody else could have them, Sasuke put his name on her.

What a sick fuck.

Anger pulsed through her veins. How could she let him do this to her? Why didn't she stop him? Why was she so afraid of him? Or better yet.. How was it fair for him to be so much stronger than her?

There was no doubt about it, Sasuke was seriously fucked up in the head. His mentality, completely and utterly twisted. And apparently, he'd chosen her to try out his new personality on. Maybe she was right about the death of Itachi taking its toll on him. After all, it's only been two months since he came back from being a missing nin.

She wasn't sure how long ago he had killed his brother, but from what she overheard Naruto telling Hinata, Sasuke killed the guy only three months ago. If that was true, then he was still recovering from his recent trauma. Which would explain his psychotic behavior.

Still, even if that was the case, it didn't help her one fuckin bit. It didn't save her at all. She still had the rest of this mission to accomplish, let alone having to live within the same village as him. All of this in just one night! It was barely the first night of their departure and first time in over 5 years that they even spoke, and already she was in this sort of predicament with him?

Destiny sure did have a sense of humor.

Sasuke watched as the girl, for some strange reason became lost in thought. How was it possible that someone could be in this situation and manage to stop and think about something? Sasukes mind screamed at him to put her in check. This bitch had the audacity to think when he just got done doing some barbaric ritual to claim her? Stupid, stupid, stupid…

Stupid Bitch!

With a quick flick of his wrist her head was snapped roughly to the side. The hard echo of skin hitting skin echoing through the calm night.

He'd slapped her.

Pay attention to me!

He hit her again.

Pay attention to me!

Slap.

Slap.

Slap.

I'm gonna tear you apart, And make you see. Make you see…

He was losing his mind, completely losing his grip on reality. With nails digging into her jaw he started to bash her head into the cold dirt floor. He continued over and over until a fist connected with his lower jaw and he was sent flying through the forest. His mind was so much in a haze that he didn't even notice his back hitting and breaking tree after tree. Time seemed to go in slow motion as he soared through the air.

It was instinct that had him skidding on his feet and not on his back. It was also instinct that had him blocking every one of Sakuras fury-filled punches and kicks. It was also his instinct telling him softly.. So very softly… Attention.

He was receiving attention.

Good girl. Good toy.

Sakuras cries and screams as she fought wildly, trying to get him, to beat the shit out of him. Now who was the psychopath? Still, Sasuke remained undaunted by her pathetic attempts to attack and kill him. Of course she wanted to kill him, after everything he did to her it was no doubt she wanted to destroy him. It all didn't matter, she couldn't even if she truly wanted to. He was enjoying it though, god he never knew that hurting her would be so..so… Exciting.

I'm stronger than you.

Successfully dodging another punch aimed towards him he threw his own punch to her gut, sending her flying and wheezing from the impact. God did it hurt. Sakura tumbled to the ground before rolling into a crouched position, she wasn't going to go down easily. Shakily she took in ragged breaths, wincing at the pain that shot through her ribs at the attempt to get air.

She ran back at him, though unsteadily since she was recovering her breath from the blow he'd just given her. Again she tried her furious kicks and punches aimed towards him.

I'm faster than you.

So quick, he dodged every one of her hits with such little effort it was almost as if she wasn't even coming at him at all. He made her looks so pathetic!

I'm smarter than you.

With a foot outstretched, Sakura in her haste to try and hit him, wasn't paying attention and managed to catch the edge of his outstretched foot. Within seconds the woman was tripping forward.

A strong arm encircled around her waist, spinning her roughly to face him, she was pinned against his chest. Her eyes widened, her bloody lips parting in surprise. He loomed over her, holding her around her waist with her back slightly arched backwards. The position they were in looked as if they had been dancing.

All her fury stopped for a split second.

Green eyes met Red.

Darkness within those red eyes spun.

Green eyes closed.

Sakura went limp in Sasukes embrace. The spinning of Sasukes Sharingan stopped.

For a long moment he looked down towards the face of the woman he had just been beating the shit out of, bruises scratches and not to mention blood was all over her face.

There was no sympathy in his gaze. He didn't care that he just broke her porcelain face, damaged the pure and innocent look she gave off. She looked better broken. Beautifully broken.. He looked down at her with an malicious stare. Taking in every detail of her battered appearance.

For some reason he found that, she had never looked as beautiful as she did now.

So..

Beautiful.

Broken.

Subversive.

He bent down towards her face, making sure to shift her head so that he could get close to her ear. In her mind she would relive the same dream over and over again until she awoke tomorrow morning. He wanted her to hear his voice while she ran from him.

"You are mine. You will always be mine. I can tear you apart, I can recombine you. I'll covet you all. Because you belong to me. I will kill you.. To love you."

He murmured in her ear. He closed his eyes in bliss as the young woman beneath him began screaming in terror.

"Sweet dreams, toy."


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Oh Noes! Sasuke has gone completely insane! Oh well.

- And guys the poem in the beginning before the story starts, I made that poem on a whim after I got done writing this chapter, So from now on read the poems at the beginning, they will give you clues what you are bound to find within the chapter.

NOTE: For those of you that didn't understand, when Sakura turned her head she looked just like the black Dahlia murder. The katana cut a nice line down both sides of her lips. If you don't know what im talking about look up the image on google. You'll know what I mean.

R & R - Or I will send Tobi after you! -cackles manically- Bwuahahaha!