Author's Moment of madness
Reviews are nice. hint hint nudge nudge alright guys in this chapter I gets NASTY. So if you have a weak stomach for blood and pain. Don't read it. It the thought of Zetsu gives you nightmares…runaway. There is no consent for latter part of this chapter. This is your final warning you read on at your own risk.
The door opened slowly and Sakura turned to face them. Itachi his red eyes took in the way she clutched her book so protectively as well as the desk she was crouched next to. He stepped forward as always calm. She looked at him, tears where still on her face. He crouched next to her and she could almost here him asking himself what was on her face. Carefully he took the book out of her hands and put it on the bench above them. The whole time Sakura watched him through her tear filled eyes.
He was so handsome, pale skin framed by raven black hair tied back with that single red silk ribbon. The butterflies in her stomach grew as she watched him still he'd said nothing to her. She flinched as he drew his hand to her face a faint smile tugged at his lips as he watched her before tracing down where the tears had been. In a smooth motion he stood and offered her his hand. She took it and stood next to him the faint smell of the forest around her home village rose off him. Without even thinking she pressed herself against him. For a moment he was still before placing his arms around her holding her gently as she pressed the palms of her hands on the soft fabric of his cloak.
This was why he scared her. The others all made it clear what they wanted from her: Deidara, passion; Sasori, a puppet; Hidan, blood; Zetsu, sweat; Kisame, flesh. But Itachi left her guessing, the way he would watch her. Taking in her movement. She had no idea what he wanted of them all she feared what he wanted most. Does he want to kill me? If so why wait this long? Is it because of the others? Will they not let him kill me? She buried her head deeper into his warm chest pressing herself against him.
"Itachi?" she whispered softly not even looking up at the man. She heard a soft sound that she took to mean she could speak
"What do you want from me?" his hand traveled up her back softly and tilted her face to his forcing her to look into his eyes, they where so emotionless. So different from Sasuke's, more lines where around them and yet it only made him look more handsome. He was looking deep into her eyes and she had the strangest feeling he was trying to see into her soul.
"When you are ready, I will tell you" he answered, a faint line creased her face. But she sighed and turned her head back into his chest. She was in no position to fight with him or demand he tell her.
They didn't speak as Itachi lead her to the bed forcing her to sit down. His hand rested ever so lightly on her shoulder before he vanished in a swirl of fabric. The patch of skin he'd touched tingled softly, if the others had a touch of fire, Itachi's hands felt like they could send her to heaven. She smiled faintly at the irony of it; the coldest man in the Akatsuki had the hottest touch of all.
Sakura lay back on the bed letting her mind drift back to her friends: Ino, rival and friend; Hinta, quiet and soft spoke; Neje, the brooding but powerful friend; Lee, crazed but loveable; Tenten, the weapons master; Sai, the artiest; Kakashi, her teacher and close friend; And dear sweet Naruto, her loud, over protective but loyal to death friend. Silently she remembered back to the days when they where all fighting side by side. Good times aren't made to last whisper her inner. Silently she swiped a tear off her face and looked at the desk her eyes falling on the unwritten in book. Picking up the pen left resting next to it she started to write.
The sound of voices outside made her put down her pen and close the book apparently two members where fighting over something she stood up and moved closer
"Are you telling me what to do?" snapped one voice that she couldn't really place
"Be more careful next time" came an emotionless reply she racked her brains trying to workout what they where saying
"I'll treat her how I like" snapped the angry person
"You forget you are not the only one to use her" said the man with the calm voice there was a cruel laugh
"Use her? Use what? She hasn't given us anything to use and we must all take it slowly just to keep you happy" she leapt back from the door in fear there gonna rape us! Screamed her inner desperately she crawled onto the bed she was at a lost, she couldn't escape from them. The door flew open and her eyes widened in fear. Zetsu stood smirking his black and white face scared her desperately as she crawled away from the hungry look in his eyes nothing but fear traveled through her body. As he stepped towards her with a dangerous grin slamming the door behind him.
Sakura was trembling as she looked at him. The Venus fly trap on his head also seemed to be grinning at her. His hands reached out and latched onto her arms she screamed as a needle drove deep into her arm. She could feel poison traveling through it and struggled desperately
"Now, now little medic. Don't struggle it will only spread faster" Sakrua stopped and looked at him another thorn on a vine waved in front of her face and she whimpered. Zetsu smirked
"That's better" Sakura screamed as his teeth sunk into her arm blood was running down from his teeth as the thorn swirled down her skin, pricking her and random intervals.
Sakura screamed until her throat was hoarse tears where running down her face. Her vision was growing blurry, her head was spinning. She lost track of the number of times Zetsu stabbed her. Of the number of times he bit her. She could feel blessed darkness reaching out to her please she silently begged let it come. Let death take me. Claim me. I just want it to end. The darkness met her and Sakura relaxed giving into the sweet oblivion.
Author's Moment of madness
Reviews are nice. hint hint nudge nudge okay. I know that was evil. But don't worry she isn't dead…yet. Zetsu comes across to me as evil. But who was he talking to in the hall way? Who cares about poor little Sakura? No one told me who they liked most so suck it up I'm doing my own pairs.