*Sasuke's POV*
I was in a state of morbid shock. I hadn't felt this depressed since the murder of my family. I was enveloped in darkness, nothing could set my soul free other than making things right with Naruto. Without him my life means nothing, I'm useless, no one wants me. The only thing I had to look forward to was getting out of prison and holding Naruto in my arms, and then watching him give birth to the newest member of the Uchiha-Clan. Nobody but me knew what Naruto liked having done to him, or what made him smile. I belonged to him. He never realized I was born to serve him. I wanted to cut my heart from my chest and offer it to him, because I knew he'd never loose or damage it. He's the only one I'd ever trust with my heart.
If Naruto ever found out that I loved him with the intensity that I do, he'd cry. I know he thinks I don't love him as much as he loves me, but he's wrong. I'd die a thousand times over just to protect him. Naruto is my life, my only raison d'être, and I would do anything in my power to make him happy. I just wish I was better at expressing these things to Naruto, so he'd know how much I truly love him. But I find it amazing that loves me enough to stick around after what I did to him. I deserve to die. I've never been good enough to live. Itachi should have finished me off with the rest of my family. I'm a failure, a disgrace to the Uchiha-Clan. My life means nothing.
It is only through Naruto that my life has any meaning, and that precious child. The child that will make my heart finally content. I need to be at peace. However, now that I think about it I don't deserve that either. I don't deserve anything except a death sentence. As I lay here in this cold jail cell, praying for darkness and eternal damnation, a voice speaks to me. No doubt that it's Naruto's and it's all in my head…visiting hours are over. And yet even though he's not there I hear him. He's telling me I'm no failure and that he loves me. I remind him that there's no hope for me. He yells, angered by my lack of hope. I tell him how dim and black the fire in my soul has become. I tell him of my depression. He yells again, and then he cries for me. I tell him not to cry for my soul, for it has been damned from day one. He tells me softly that he doesn't believe that.
The voice suddenly went away and my eyes fluttered open. Guess I must have been dreaming. I look around. The florescent lights of prison are too bright for my taste, it's a wonder I even slept. I see Sakura, the little slut was laying beside me sleeping peacefully. I wanted to go home. The more time in this cell I spent, the duller my spirit became. The only thing that made the days bearable was seeing Naruto. Although seeing him elated me, it was pure torture not to be able to hold him in my arms and gently whisper sweet nothings to him as we kissed. I wanted him so badly and I knew he wanted me just as bad, but I had to survive my jail time in order to get to be with him. I wondered if it was even worth it…to dream of the man I love. For in reality he may no longer love me. It wouldn't surprise me. I've treated him so badly…and yet he claims bad boys turn him on. Well, I've been a bad man but I don't see how he'd find it attractive after all the pain it caused him. I shouldn't be allowed to live and yet he loves me unconditionally…why?
*Naruto's POV*
Sasuke didn't seem to be himself. I guess being in jail is getting to him. He kept telling me repeatedly about how awful he felt about the whole rape thing. Now I was starting to feel bad for Sasuke. The rape was a horrible and shitty thing to do, I will admit, and I was not completely emotionally over it, but I wished Sasuke would quit worrying about it; after all, I forgave him.
"Sasuke, good morning! I brought you some tomatoes…I know how much you like them." Sasuke smiled and thanked me. He seemed a little happier.
Suddenly Tsunade and Danzo, the past two Hokage's came into the prison. They looked like they were angry and tired.
"Lord 8th, may we speak to you?" I sighed.
"I'll be back." I whispered to my raven.
"We have been told that it is up to you, Lord Hokage, whenever the prisoners are released. Nevertheless, milord, please don't be rash. Do not release these two simply because you care for them." I almost laughed aloud. Did they really think I didn't know that?
"Granny Tsunade…Danzo…you are both highly respected shinobi, I ask that you treat me with the same respect. I am aware of the things you speak of. However, I feel both should be released. I never came to the police with my rape and I'm not charging Sasuke, therefore he shouldn't even be here. As for Sakura, I do not have a shred of compassion for her, but she deserves release as well, considering what she did wasn't that bad. Alert the police force and have them set free immediately."
"Yes, milord." They said simultaneously. That's one of the things I loved about being Hokage, everyone listened to you. As Tsunade and Danzo left, I returned to the side of my raven seme.
"You're being let go." Sasuke's facial expression lightened almost instantaneously.
"That's wonderful!" He said as the warden unlocked the cell. Sasuke ran to me and I wrapped my arms around him happily. Sakura just stood there with a cold, blank expression.
"What's wrong with her?" I asked. Sasuke shrugged.
*Sakura's POV*
Being in jail was horrid. I'd never experienced anything like it before…and being there with Sasuke was torture. He never let me forget what I'd done…and I loved him so much that I didn't fight back. The last few days I had become depressed. Nothing was going to cure me of that. At least, that's what I thought. On the day of my release, someone came to me. He looked like a magical sex god…he resembled Sasuke and was wearing a black and red cloak.
"Who are you?" I asked the god.
"My name is Itachi…and you, child, are my new wife." He ordered sadistically.
"But sir, I don't know you."
"All in due time…you are an angel…every god needs an angel." I gave into the dark, seductive man. I walked right into his pale arms, and he dipped me back.
"You are my bride…my angel…for all eternity." He then sank his pure white razor sharp fangs into my most vital of spots. I felt life draining from my body slowly but surely. I lost all vision. I hear the god whisper in a raspy voice.
"You'll be immortal soon enough, my love." The last world fell off his tongue and lingered in the air as my heart stopped beating and I faded into the darkness.
