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Yeah, to be blunt, shit's unraveling bit by bit. Sakura will begin being featured more after this chappie, I promise. As I've said before, she will not be a P.O.V character unless—maybe—in an epilogue

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The Negative Half

Previously on The Negative Half:

Suigetsu's P.O.V

"It wasn't your fault Suigetsu. I—"

"No, it was! Haruno wouldn't have bothered with you if I hadn't been stupid enough to go into that fucking bar!"

"It wouldn't have changed anything! When Haruno's in that mood, things just end up happening. It was me that night, big deal. Yesterday, it was someone else. Tonight, it'll be another and maybe two tomorrow night. The cycle never ends and never will. I just know I have to be there for Sakura when she needs me, that's all."

"But Karin—"

"Stop caring you idiot! Just go home already! First Naruto, now you! Leave me alone and forget about what happened!"

Chapter 4: Beryl Fantasies

"The bruises never heal. I try to take a breath to say what wasn't said. . . . But, there is nothing left of me. No, there is nothing left. I wanna believe in someone. I wanna believe in something. I wanna believe that I can . . . ." ~ Excerpt from What We Will Never Know by Innerpartysystem

Hinata's P.O.V

"My, Hinata, what a pleasant surprise."

Don't lie. You knew I'd be coming back. The smirk plastered on your face proves that.

A cold hand grazed my cheek gently in the most callous way. The touch caused a shiver to run down my spine. I stepped back to distance myself, I'd be safer that way.

The smirk was replaced with a dissatisfied frown.

"Come here, Hinata."

I shook my head defiantly. It was dangerous to even look at you. I will not let you touch me.

"Come here, Hinata."

"No."

The annoyed glower was evident in those beautiful, emerald eyes of yours. The command wasn't repeated.

I closed my eyes, what comes next can't be good.

I heard footsteps drawing near. It wasn't long before a hand gently caressed my cheek. I warily opened my eyes and saw emerald ones seemingly seeping into my soul.

"You're so lovely. You were always my favorite, you know."

Was that line supposed to make my knees weak? Because if it was, it sure worked.

There was a false sense of security in the emerald daggers boring into me. I should know this routine by now. I've fallen for it time after time again. I have a feeling that now will be no different because I'm just that pathetic.

"Return by my side, Hinata. You know you don't belong anywhere else."

How many times have I fallen for that fabricated, pleading look? Why can't I be stronger, more confident? Why am I so dependent on others?

"Why bother to resist me any longer? It's not like you have anyone to return to. Your clan disowned you for being the whore that you are. Your mother died of depression. Your cousin was forced to break up with the love of his life because he was next in line and every leader was required to marry within the clan. She married an old friend of theirs and your beloved cousin committed suicide. The man you were betrothed to was arranged to be married to your younger sister instead and now she is the heir. You've caused pain to everyone you've ever loved. Your only hope is to give into me, the person you left everything for."

I broke down crying because all those words . . . they were true . . . .

Why am I such a wreck?

I felt cold hands wiping away the tears cascading down my face with ghost touches. "Just come with me, Hinata, and I promise you, you won't have to cry anymore."

Lies . . . that's all I've ever heard you say. They're all empty promises. Be strong, Hinata! Do something right for once in your life! Get away! Don't give into this . . . this monster!

Somehow I managed to conjure up the courage to shove the demon in front of me. Widened emerald eyes stared back at me in disbelief. I watched as they flickered with wrath. I quickly turned around and sprinted out the door.

I ran and ran. I didn't stop. I didn't look back. I was too afraid. I kept running to wherever my legs would take me, my eyesight too blurred due to the tears flowing out of my eyes. I couldn't be caught. I'd rather die.

Then I felt it. A calloused hand grabbed my upper arm and yanked me backwards. I screamed and fought back in a desperate attempt to free myself.

"No! Let go of me, you monster!" I screeched.

"Oi! Calm down! You almost got bulldozed by that eighteen-wheeler! I'm not a rapist, I swear, so please calm down lady."

I relaxed slightly at the unfamiliar voice.

I choked on a sob and collapsed helplessly into my savior's arms.

"Thank you. Thank you so much. Thank you." I cried over and over again while shaking uncontrollably.

My savior encircled his arms securely around me and pulled me into a comforting hug. He gently stroked my hair while murmuring, "It's okay. Everything's going to be alright."

He's so warm . . . and so gentle.

I smiled before my eyelids got heavy and slowly closed.

Sasuke's P.O.V

"Where's the dobe?" I asked upon entering Nara's office.

Nara simply shrugged, "I dunno. I thought he'd be tailing you."

"He said he'd be coming here after he finished getting information out of Karin."

"Well, he hasn't turned up so he's probably still with her."

I walked over to his computer to see what information he had gathered. "Find anything useful?" I asked.

Nara sighed and shook his head, "Nah. This guy has all of his info locked up. No one knows the Green Dragon's real name. I searched up the place where your ex works. It's some gentlemen's club called Beryl Fantasies. I was able to get the info on the owner of that place but, nothing on this Green Dragon you speak of."

I gave Nara an incredulous glare, "Are you stupid enough not to believe that the owner of that gentlemen's club is the Green Dragon?"

Nara sighed, "Unless the Green Dragon goes by the name of Haruno, Sakura then, no."

"Hn. The owner's a girl?"

He shrugged, "Apparently."

I smirked, "If that's the case then give me the address to this club. I'll take matters into my own hands."

It was Nara's turn to smirk. He handed me a small paper slip, "Already two steps ahead of you. I was able to call the place up. You're scheduled to meet her at the club tomorrow at twelve. Have fun."

"Aa." I took the slip and headed out the door.

I took the opportunity to call dead last. The dobe didn't answer. He better have been getting a lot out of Karin and not swallowing bowls of ramen or I swear I'll—

My cell vibrated, signaling that I had gotten a text message. I saw that it was from the dobe himself and didn't hesitate in opening it.

Dead Last: 1-XXX-XXX-XXXX

Can't talk. I'm the hospital w/ a girl. I'll explain everything later.

It was unlike the dobe not to be obnoxious. I wouldn't put it past him if he was feeling sorry because he trampled the girl. Idiot.

I spent the day looking at file after file of police records. My older brother, Itachi, was kind enough to let me. I couldn't find anything of use.

This Green Dragon sure as hell knows what he's doing. He doesn't leave any evidence behind. Our only hope is Karin and this Haruno, Sakura woman.

She'll probably be easy to crack. Women are something I know how to handle. I just hope she isn't a lesbian or ridiculously old and withered . . . or a drag queen. Anything along those lines, really.

I made my way towards the gentlemen's club known as Beryl Fantasies. Even though my meeting was scheduled for tomorrow, I might as well know what I'm getting myself into.

It was closed due to it still being hours before opening. I observed it from across the street. It looked like a shady place, if you ask me.

I noticed that two people exit from the club. My eyes zeroed in on them. One of them I recognized immediately. It was my cousin, Sai. Beside him was a petite girl with . . . pink hair? What the fuck?

They seemed to be in a conversation. The pinkette waved farewell before re-entering the building. She was probably a stripper, like Karin.

I watched as Sai made his way down the street. I crossed the street and began shadowing him.

When I finally got close enough to him, I grabbed him by the shoulder. He turned to look at me, unsurprised by the encounter. Then again, what should I expect from an Uchiha.

"It's about time you approached me, Sasuke. You are not very good at concealing yourself."

I smirked, "I wasn't trying to hide from you. I wanted you to know I was there the whole time. It's over. I want you to tell me everything you know about the Green Dragon, you bastard."

He looked at me without so much of a blink, "I have no idea of whom or what you are referring to. Is this some kind of joke?"

I growled, "I don't have time for your bullshit. Tell me who the fuck the Green Dragon is."

"I'm sorry, I cannot follow. Can you please elaborate, Sasuke?"

"You fucking know damn well just who I'm fucking talking about. Why were you at Beryl Fantasies, huh?"

Sai smiled, "You are mistaken, Sasuke. I was simply doing a favor for a friend of mine. Whoever this Green Dragon is, I can assure you that I do not know who they are. Sorry."

I released my grip on him, knowing I'd get nowhere with this pointless crap. I turned around and began to walk home. I guess I can wait until tomorrow for my answers.

Next on The Negative Half:

Naruto's P.O.V

"Do you, perhaps, know who the Green Dragon is?" I asked.

I watched as her eyes glanced nervously to the side. I'll take that as a yes.

"I-I can't t-tell you anything. I'm s-so sorry." The girl bowed her head sincerely.

I sighed and looked down at my lap. "It's okay," I said reassuringly, "I understand."

She looked like she was running for her life. Maybe I should get closer to her so that she can trust me enough to tell me.

"D-Demo," she started.

I looked up into her lavender-hued, opal eyes hopefully.

"I c-can direct you to s-someone who can."

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