She was cold, dizzy, and uncomfortable. In the distance she could hear the faint murmurs of people talking. She opened her eyes and looked around. She didnt dare move her head, aware of the insane pain that would rush to her head. Her wrists were bound above her head, and her ankles tied together. Nice one Sakura. Ya got yourself kidnapped by lunatic criminals.
The sound of metal clinging sounded throughout the room as the unknown man from earlier entered the cell. His eyes immediately found hers. They scrutinized her every detail, absorbing it into mind. She lay on the old mattress nude, only a thin sheet covering just an inch above her nipples to her upper thigh. He ogled the attractive young women for what seemed like hours on end. She squirmed under his gaze and turned her head so there wouldn't be eye contact.
His chuckled at her. "What a lovely lady we have here. So fragile, yet so devious. Who would have ever guessed such raw strength and power existed in such a petite girl." He continued when she never turned to acknowledge him." It is polite to look someone in the eye when they are speaking to you." His voice rich as the most exquisite chocolate, and lacked any sign of true annoyance.
"Yeah, well it's not very polite to kidnap a person, nor to strip them of their clothing; but that doesn't seem to mean a thing." She bit back at him.
"Feisty, I like that in a woman. Shows they have personality rather than being a mindless follower."
"Enough beating around the bush, why am I here? What do you want with me?" This time she faced him. If looks could kill, he'd be dead three times over.
"We heard that you were a talented medic, and we just happen to be in need of one. Sasori made an awful doctor, I don't know why we even agreed to him trying. He was very talented at making puppets, but when it came to the real thing he was clueless. No need to fear though, we can rest assured. We have you now." He smiled at her and sat in a chair on the bedside.
"What makes you think I'll work willingly for you? That's absurd. I'm no traitor."
"Well, seeing as A) you are our prisoner and B) you killed our previous medic, you really have no say in the matter." His smile rivaled that of the Cheshire Cat.
Jade green eyes the size of saucers stared into familiar onyx ones. "Who are you, and how do you know who I am?"
He smirked. "Who doesn't know who the apprentice of the Slug Queen is? Especially with such a strong identifying factor such as pink hair."
"Who. Are. You." It was more of a demand than a question.
Amusement was evident on his face. "It is irrelevant who I am. Although, as a fair person, I will reveal my identity if you choose to work under me. I will send in some… persuaders, ,you may call them, in a bit. Until then, sleep well, Princess." With a wink, he was gone.
Once again left in solitude, Sakura did the only thing she could bring herself to do. Sleep.
Little did she know that her dreams would be visited by mysterious man, each and every night.