Here we go! Another chapter for all of you! This is the continuation of the flash back from the previous chapter.

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Naruto doesn't belong to me!

Summary: It has been three years since their last meeting when she escaped in the middle of the night and left him. He remembered the note she left him stating that she would someday return to his side, but it was quite clear that it was an empty promise. He was tired of waiting for her to return to him. And he damn well would get her back where she belonged – even if it means forcibly doing so.

Rating: M

~Forever's Not Enough by Sarah Geronimo~

If I would have to live my life again
I'd stay in love with you the way I've been
Your love is something no one ever can replace
I can't imagine life with someone else

I promise, I will share my life with you
Forever may not be enough it's true
My heart is filled with so much love I feel for you
No words can say how much I love you so

Unforgotten Desire

Chapter Three: Past Desires

"Hey, you, young feller!"

As if being snapped out of their bewitching trance, Sasuke and Sakura came springing back to reality.

Sakura felt her cheeks fluster with renewed heat as she shyly glanced away from the intensity of the dark eyes that threatened to consume her entire being. What was she doing? She was gawking at this young man as if he was a new candy that needed to be suckled on. The heat spread to her ears when those wicked thoughts suddenly filled her head. She gnawed the inside of her cheek and reluctantly loosened her tight grip on the fabric of his vest. The tips of her fingers lingered over the warmth of his chest until she took a shaky step back.

Sasuke frowned as she tried to distance herself from him. He didn't want that – not at all. He would have much rather kept her soft body molded to his and relish in the fact of how perfectly she fit under his chin – it was like she was built just to suit him. Her shapely breasts left a lingering sensation that drove him completely mad and at the same time kept him sane. Disappointment sung deeply into his gut. Unwillingly, his arm squeezed her hips one last time then his limb returned to his side.

"Don't let that there little girl go!" the smaller man hollered gripping the wood of the food stand and forcing his feeble body upright. The larger man twisted his body and rolled over to his hands and knees and moved to get up.

The pinkette glanced over her shoulders and narrowed her eyes. Damn, she needed to escape. Her lips straightened to a firm line. She didn't think those men would have recovered so quickly – but then again, how long had she been gazing at the handsome fellow that she bumped into? Bashfully, she peeked back up to his dark eyes that didn't seem to move from her face and quickly averted them when the familiar heat came rushing back to her nether regions.

The moment they shared only felt like a short moment, but looking back it might have been much longer.

The two men were back on their feet and rapidly advancing towards their direction.

Sakura inwardly cursed and moved to side step the stranger. As much as she would taken the pleasure of lavishing in the presence of this mystery man – her escape came first. If there was one thing her mother had taught her. By all means, it was to ensure escape first. Once that was accomplished, she would then return to the safe house. After then after that, pleasure would come later.

And oh, would she have easily taken part in those pleasures with this man.

She barely made to step around him when his large palms coiled tightly over her wrists and tugged her body into his until she was once again trapped in his embrace. His other arm lopped around her hips and rested over the small of her back drifting dangerously close to the swell of her posterior. Sakura visibly shivered from delight – the man just made her feel like liquid goo in his hands.

He leaned his face into her, his lips scarcely brushed her cheek. "Where do you think you're going?" His voice sounded lower and huskier – inviting. If he wasn't holding her up, she would have surely lost her balance at the pure masculinity he was giving off. Sakura had to distance herself from this man – he was dangerous. He awakened something within her that she didn't know if she liked or hated. Her mother warned her of such experiences that she needed to avoid.

She quickly did a double take behind her and widened her eyes in alarm. The men were only mere few inches away from them now. But getting away from those men was actually slowly being pushed to the back of her mind as she briefly glanced at the stranger before thinking of a plan of escape. "I have to go," she said to herself. "I need to get away from here."

From you.

It sounded like she was trying to convince herself, but essences of doubt rang in her words. With as much strength as she could muster, she pushed her palms into his chest and tried to push him away.

Sasuke refused to budge. The displeasure he felt flared in his dark eyes and he knew she could see it as well when she bit her succulent lips and avoided his eyes. He didn't want this beautiful woman to push him away, he preferred that she tug him closer until their bodies molded into one. He inclined his head closer to her ear and blew a gust of his hot breath into her ear. His scent overwhelming her senses at his close proximity.

"I don't think so," he said in a smooth raspy tone that did things to her body that shouldn't be physically possible. Sasuke tilted his head down to look into wide eyes. "I think perhaps you should stay right here."

Instantly she stiffened as she sharply inhaled. This was too much! Her pulse pounded in her neck as he leaned in closer, the heat of his body enveloping around her. "I can't," she managed to pant out in between breaths. Sakura had to get a hold of herself – if not, it would certainly lead to things that she would surely regret later.

His breath ghosted on her ear causing a new wave of shivers to shroud her body. "And why not?" he murmured, a glint flashed in his dark eyes. It was as if he was plotting something that she couldn't tell if she would like or not – she deeply hoped that she wouldn't. Sasuke shifted to move himself even closer, his lips hovering dangerously close over the skin of her neck. "Enlighten me." He left a chaste kiss upon her pulse that managed to make her blood boil in her veins.

Sakura could feel herself wavering in her judgment. He was only using his mouth for god sakes and she already falling to pieces. Despite how good it felt – she needed to get it together. He was a random stranger off the streets and for all she knew he could be an accomplice of those two men and was sent here to distract her while they caught up. The pinkette couldn't risk it. Summing all the willpower that she could muster once more, she firmly planted her palms on his chest and tried to push him away again.

"We gotcha now," the bigger male gripped her upper arm roughly and forced her to stumble to his side. His grotesque face leaned down to her, his yellow crooked teeth grinned. "Finally we caught you."

Sakura cried out and with her other hand she tried prying his fingers away. It did little but enrages him more. The bigger man instead gripped that arm and forced it down her side. Her eyes frantically glanced around her to find any means of escape.

"You certainly made us run around town for you," the smaller man sneered, curling his upper lip. "I was almost beginning to think that you might actually get away." His beady eyes glanced to Sasuke. "If it wasn't for you, young feller, she might have actually gotten away with our loot." He tipped his hat. "We mighty appreciate that." His gaze sharply returned to the pinkette. With the tips of his fingers he held her chin. "Now what should we do with you?" His nails dug into her flesh when she tried to jerk away from him.

The larger man chortled. "I say we have our fun with her before turning her into the sheriff." His own gaze glanced over her body with lust filled eyes that promised wicked things that made Sakura's stomach sink. "I have to get her back for earlier."

Sasuke's fists clenched tightly to his side as his jaw hardened. A burning deep in his gut thrashed to be released. How dare they touch her in such a familiar way? How dare they? No other man should have the right to touch her skin other than him! His vision was beginning to cloud in crimson.

His partner stroked his chin thinking over the idea. "I don't see why not." He shrugged nonchalantly and tore the satchel out of her grasp. This earned him a glare from the petite woman. "Do with her what you want." He tossed the small bag up into the air and caught it in his palm. "I'm gonna go back drinking." He patted his friend's shoulder and moved to advance to the nearest saloon.

"Release her."

Both men glanced back to the young lad behind them.

Sasuke's bangs casted a shadow over his face concealing the inner turmoil that threatened to ensnare him. The young teen would love nothing more than to slaughter these men in front of him. If only he had brought his pistol with him. Damn it all. He shouldn't have left it back at the inn he was staying in with his father. By now, he would have already drawn leather and embedded a bullet in each man's head. His knuckles were turning white from the strain of his clenched fists. His entire body trembled with the rage burning deep within him.

The slender man placed his hand on his hip and shifted his weight to one side. "What was that, young feller?" The southern twang in his voice was thick.

"I said," Sasuke bit out slowly. "Released her." He took a measured step forward – it was an active means of coming off as intimidating. "Or else."

The pinkette could just feel the killing intent off his rigid stance. She could tell that he meant business. It actually worried her – this was another thing that surprised her greatly. Sakura was the type of person who took months, maybe years, to learn to trust someone let alone care for them, but somehow within moments this boy had become important. This sudden realization unnerved her – she had to escape and separate herself from this stranger.

Men like him only lead to trouble – or so her mother told her.

Sakura glanced up to the two men and realized that they didn't seem too fazed with his threat. If anything it seemed that they found this action amusing. Her lips began to form a grim line. If this continued the way it was going, it would certainly lead to bad things.

The bulkier man gave his partner a knowing look and leered at Sasuke. "Lookie there, this young feller thinks he can scare us huh, Sakon?" His lips twisted to mocking smirk.

Sakon shared his look. "It does seem so, Jirobo." He brushed back his dark grey bangs out of his face. His pallid face twisted into a sardonic grin. "What you gonna do about it, boy?"

Sasuke scowled and hooked his thumbs into his belt as he met Sakon's dark eyes. "Do you know who I am?" His stance switched to that of arrogance when he straightened his back and relaxed his shoulders. His lips curled into a smirk.

"Oh yeah? By all means, who are you?" Sakon peered at the young man through his bangs that curtained his face. "I'm curious."

Sasuke clicked his tongue. "The name's Sasuke Uchiha." He fixated his gaze to the pink haired girl. She seemed to stiffen in sudden recognition. So she's heard of him. Sasuke couldn't help it. His feathers were primed with this little bit of information.

Sakura felt her eyes widened. He was –? No way! This boy was the son of the mayor of Konoha?

Her wonder was short lived when the grip around her wrist tightened. The pinkette quickly shot the bigger man a glare and tugged on his clasps. His grasp just wouldn't budge and this irritated her greatly. If only she thought ahead and brought her revolver – if she only had listened to her mother and tucked it away then these men were as good as dead. Damn her confidence! Sakura tucked that mental note aside. Maybe next time she wouldn't be so foolish. She grimed at the thought of her mother harsh lecture once she returned home. Sakura inwardly winced. It would surely lead to some unfortunate punishments.

Her brows furrowed when the orange haired man found her eyes. It gave her an ire chill. She didn't like this man – not at all. He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively. Sakura did all she could just not to gag so instead she opted rolling her eyes and turned her attention back to Sasuke.

"So that's who you are? Well that explains quite a bit. You do come off as rather arrogant." Sakon began sizing up the young teenager and struggled his shoulders. "You're nothing more than a little kid using his father's name to frighten others, huh?" He chuckled lowly. "You don't have any power of your own, so instead your pa gives it to you." His chuckled turned into a full blown cackle that seemed to catch the attention of the onlookers that was beginning to gather around them. "That's rather pathetic, don't you think, Jirobo?" The man's eyes gleamed with mockery at Sasuke's deadly glare.

"Right." Jirobo bobbed his head with a teeth filled smile.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes and growled. "Watch your mouth," he hissed.

Sakon titled his head to the side and stroked his chin thoughtfully. "I believe it is you who should watch your mouth, little feller." In a flash of his pistol was out and cocked. His aim stayed true to its target.

Sasuke's forehead.

As much as he hated to admit it, this man was fast. Sasuke pursed his lips and locked his jaw. The fire inside him singed with a harsh flame. Damn it! He didn't know what to do. His inner desires roared to rip these men a new one and whisk the beautiful female away from danger. But what could he do? He was completely weaponless and defenseless. This new overwhelming sensation of uselessness was diffidently not sitting well with him.

Sasuke gnawed the inside of his cheek.

What could he possibly do?

Jirobo scrunched his nose in distaste that the burning eyes that gazed at them. "What are you looking at?" The civilians that surrounded the little group quickly scattered when he inched his hand towards his revolver strapped to his hip.

There! Here was her chance!

With one arm free, Sakura took this opportunity to jab her elbow into the man's gut. Jirobo grunted. His hold on her loosened and allowed the pinkette free range to step back. He tried to latch onto her again. She narrowed her eyes. He wasn't going to touch her with his grimy hands again. Sakura quickly sent a ruthless strike into the same spot she's hit previously with her fist.

The strength behind the impact was just enough to force him to double over. His breath was knocked out of him. "God damn, little runt," he rasped clutching onto his stomach.

Sakura stepped away from him and glanced at the man that held a gun to Sasuke's head. Instead of maintaining eye contact with his attacker – his eyes reached hers. She didn't know what to do. The pinkette has never been in this type of situation before. This boy stuck out his neck for her and it just didn't seem right just for her to leave him like this.

But...

Then again, this boy was dangerous.

She shouldn't get too close.

It would be breaking every code that she's lived by.

What should she do?

Sakura knew the obvious answer that her mother had drilled into her.

She had to escape.

This would be her only opportunity.

So she took it.

With a flicker of rosy hues, Sakura bolted away from the group of men. Briefly, her eyes caught Sasuke's in an intense gaze. Their eyes didn't waver from one another until she finally disappeared behind a sharp corner.

Sasuke watched intently as the last bits of her cherry locks vanished behind the building. His hand twitched to reach out and intertwine his fingers into her hair and bring her back to him. He wanted to press her wonderful body back onto his in the most provocative ways. He still had the sweet taste of her flesh on his lips. His tongue swiped over his bottom lip leaving a slick streak behind it and savored her flavor. It honestly unnerved him how he desperately craved for something more.

Sakon glanced at his partner and frowned. "You okay, Jirobo?" He then broke out into a sneer and placed his other hand on his hip. "I didn't think such a small little thing could take you down."

Jirobo was still hunched forward holding onto his gut. "Shuddup!" he barked. His voice was gruff to the throat.

"Perhaps, we should cut back on your dinner." Sakon cackled. "Maybe then, you could actually take someone half your size down."

Sasuke altered his attention back to the two bickering fools in front of him.

He was livid.

He was furious.

He was downright seething.

It was all their fault.

They were the reason the woman ran from him.

If they hadn't had interrupted them –

If they hadn't had interfered –

If they hadn't had disturbed them –

Then he would have had that woman all to himself.

"Damn you," Sasuke blurted in a sharp tone. His blood was boiling. How dare they?

Sakon glowered and jabbed the head of his pistol at Sasuke's head inching it closer. "I don't believe I like yer tone there, boy."

Sasuke scowled and remained silent.

"What you have nothing else to say?"

Sasuke stayed quiet.

Sakon snorted. Without breaking eye contact with Sasuke, he spoke to his partner. "Pull yourself together Jirobo. We need to round up the crew." His lips curled upwards. "I believe we have found something much more valuable than a measly little girl." His bangs casted a shadow over his eyes, they glistered through his locks. Oh yes, he had big plans for this little boy.

"Do you lot understand the plan?" Sakon spoke slowly as if he was speaking to a bunch of children as tapped his fingers impatiently on the wooden table. His dark eyes stared down each of the members of his band of misfits making sure they actually understood his strategy. "Well?"

Beneath them, they could hear the jiggles of the piano jetting and the intoxicating scent of the alcohol seeped through the floor board. It smothered the air around them, washing the group with its aroma. The Suna Saloon was thriving tonight.

Sakon was surrounded by the other two members of the Sound Four Bandits. One being Jirobo and the other being Kidomaru. Their last member was currently downstairs drinking down mugs and mugs of whiskey.

The dark haired male tsked and grabbed a chair and twisted it towards him before seating himself onto it and straddling it. Kidomaru swiveled the toothpick in his mouth and spit it onto the table. It jabbed into the wood. He folded his arms over his chest and kicked his legs out underneath his chair. "Yea, yea, I get what you mean, boss man," he said indifferently as he shifted his arms over the chair's head and placed his chin over his elbows. "As long as we get the loot I could care less what we do, Sakon." He tipped his brown hat over his face.

Jirobo bobbed his head in agreement. He leaned his elbow onto the table and rested his chin on his fist. From the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the body of their captive hunched to the corner of the tavern that they were temporarily residing in.

Sasuke could feel his temples throbbing in irritation. Here he was just lying on the floor in the most uncomfortable position. It wasn't like he had anything else to do with his time other than get kidnapped. He bit into the cloth that they wrapped around his mouth and almost gaped at the heinous flavor that met him. He quickly spat out the fabric and wished deeply that he could tear it away from him and light it up with fire and watch in delight as it scorched before him.

His dark eyes bore piercingly into the other occupants of the room and narrowed his eyes to slits. Never mind that – nothing would bring him greater delight than scorching these bunch of idiots.

Sasuke shifted his body slightly for a most favorable position and bit back a groan. His wrists were almost rubbed raw from the tight restrains around them. The rope was scratchy and jagged. They would surely leave behind angry welts.

The group of men had thought that it was fitting to bind up his arms and legs.

His back ached for being pressed to the wall for so long. Sasuke released a breath through his uncovered nostrils and turned his head to the window next to him. It was the only source of light within the room other than the pathetically dim lamp above their heads. The sky was subtly fading to night – how long as he been held captive exactly? He thought back to a couple of hours ago.

Since it was quite clear that Sasuke wasn't going down without a fight, Sakon rapidly stepped up to him and whacked the back of his head with the gun's grip. The harsh impact had the young boy seeing stars while they dragged him into a nearby saloon and proceeded to retrain him.

Sasuke could feel his face contort in embarrassment. How could he have been taken so easily? This wasn't the first time someone had tried to take him captive and it most certainly won't be the last, but usually he did a better job of defending himself.

Then again...

He was rather distracted.

Sakon intertwined his fingers over the table and flicked his eyes between both men. "Just so we're clear, I'll explain it once more."

Kidomaru rolled his eyes underneath his hat while Jirobo remained silent. It wasn't like they hadn't heard the plan three times already.

"We're gonna send a messenger to deliver a note the inn where Fugaku Uchiha is currently staying in stating that if he wishes to see his precious son again." His lips stretched to a grin as he made a money gesture with his hand. "He's gonna have to give us a hefty sum of loot." He glanced at Sasuke and his eyes twinkled. "Or else, his poor boy will be sleeping with the cyotes."

Sasuke scowled at him and turned his head away defiantly. The cloth around his mouth muffled all snarls of insults.

This only brought forth a chuckle from Sakon. "There, there, I'm sure yer pa will pay up just to get his baby boy back," he said in a mocking cheerful tone. He even curled his lips to form a genuine smile filled with ridicule.

There was a sudden noise of crashing of glass as the only door to the shabby room was forced open. A woman with dark pink hair sauntered into the room with a mug of whiskey in her hands. She lifted it to her mouth and took a large gulp. The woman sighed in relief as she strolled deeper into the room completely brushing the disapproving eyes of Jirobo.

Sasuke almost jolted from his position from the corner when he saw the color of her hair.

It looked just like –

Did it belong to her?

His eyes bore into the woman drinking her in. Sasuke pursued his lips in dismay. He felt a wave of disappointment wash over him when it dawned onto him that it wasn't her. He stared intently at the woman.

Granted, a first glance they appeared similar, but Sasuke wouldn't accept such an outrageous inquisition.

This woman's hair was untamed and quite clearly unkempt while hers shined with a luster that was excruciatingly glossy and silky to the touch.

This woman's skin appeared rough and damaged from the long hours in the sun while hers shined with an alabaster gleam that created an everlasting glow that crowned her.

This woman's smoky eyes were listless and glazed over with a drunken high while hers shimmered with zeal of untold passion that illuminated the darkness in his heart.

"Confound it, Tayuya, where have you been?" Sakon growled standing up from his chair.

The woman rolled her eyes and swished down some more alcohol. She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and pulled out a chair. "Calm down, Sakon," she said, her words came out in soft slurs. "I did what you asked and found a messenger willing to deliver your damn telegram." Tayuya flopped unladylike into the seat and slammed the mug into the table. The sudden sound caused Jirobo to jump.

From the corner of her eyes Tayuya saw this and chuckled joyously. "W-w-what's... the... matter...Jirobo?" She hiccupped in between words. "Not...not... only are you... a weakling... but...but..." Her eyes drooped. "Have...have...you...become...a yellow belly...too?" She slouched back into the chair as her head swayed back and forth.

Jirobo frowned. "A woman shouldn't talk like that."

"Shuddup, fatty," she croaked pressing her cheek onto the cold table and sighed dreamingly.

Kidomaru clicked his tongue. "Christ woman." He tore the mug from her finger and lapped down the rest of the whiskey in two large gulps. He carelessly tossed it to the middle of the table and watched at it tumbled onto its side with a bang.

Tayuya whined in protest. She gritted her teeth and snarled, "G-god-goddamn ...gutless...yello –"

"Enough!" Sakon slammed his palms into the table. "Quit your fighting!" He hollered. "Once we're done with the job you lot can kill each other for all I care." He narrowed his eyes into a piercing glare. "But until then quit this nonsense!"

Tayuya curled her lips upwards suddenly sobering up. "Tsk, whatever you say, boss man." She cradled her chin and turned her eyes to Sasuke. "You sure we can't keep him for another day." She smirked. "There are a couple of things I'd like to do with him."

Sasuke visibly shivered at the thought.

Kidomaru snickered and slapped his thigh.

Tayuya glared at him sharply. "What's so funny?"

"We can't possibly torture this poor boy by letting him see your body."

She was fuming. "What exactly is wrong with my body?"

Kidomaru shot her a look from the corner of his eyes. "Please tell me you're not that stupid, Tayuya?" he taunted folding his hat over his eyes. "Wait, I already know the answer to that question."

"Why you –"

Jirobo's chair screeched as he pushed it from the table and got up. The sudden sound effective halted the two bickering members. "I'm goin' to head to bed now," he said softly as he left the room.

Sakon glanced out the window and flicked his eyes back to the remaining two. "Jirobo has the right idea, it's about time you lot hit the hay." He rubbed his eyes tiredly. "We have an early morning tomorrow."

Kidomaru hummed and stood up. "Sorry, boss man, but I'm not ready for bed yet." He peered at the pink haired female and nudged her shoulders. "Come on, Tayuya, I'll buy you another drink before the Saloon closes."

"Since you're paying, I don't see why not." Tayuya scoffed with a mocking smile. "I'll make you regret ever offering such a thing." Kidomaru threw his head back and wrapped his arm around her shoulder as two left through the door.

Sakon shook his head and sighed. He rose out his seat and moved to the bed closest to the wall and slumped unceremoniously down onto it. Kicking out of his leather boots, he unhooking his gun's hoister and hung it on the cast-iron bed frame with his hat atop it.

His dark eyes met Sasuke's. Sakon gave him a tooth filled grin. "Let's hope dear pa will come to the rescue tomorrow." Without another word, he advanced to the light switch on the wall and turned it off leaving Sasuke to his inner most thoughts.

Sasuke heard Sakon return to his bed with the shrilling of the springs on the mattress and shifted himself so that he leaned against the wall sideways turned away from his capture.

He gazed at the dark void in front of him. His lips pressed to a straight line as his eyebrows furrowed.

Darkness.

That was all he saw.

An emptiness that remained in a shadowy abyss shrouded him.

Sasuke closed his eyes and relaxed his shoulder against the wood. He wasn't afraid of the dark by any means, rather...

Darkness was familiar to him.

It was what he grew up around.

Darkness was with him all the times in his childhood when his father would often lock him away in a dark room while he indulging in the pleasures of women just as his mother was away. It was a treatment even to this day that he's grown a custom to, but now instead of being locked in that dark room he'd rather wonder the dark nights of Konoha.

Sasuke reopened his eyes and turned his head to the moonlight steadily peering through the thin curtains. From his current position, the rays of the moon couldn't reach him. It was a silver away. He grimaced.

He was forever ensnared into the shadows – a being never destined to taste the warmth of the light.

Sasuke found himself closing his eyes and allowing the darkness that sought him so to take him into their shadowy clutches.

And if forever's not enough for me to love you
I'd spent another lifetime baby if you ask me to
There's nothing I won't do
Forever's not enough for me to love you so

What did you guys think about it? Did you like the Sound Four making an appearance? I feel in a lot of fanfics that they should have some lime light – I had to admit they were good bad guys for their short run in the series.

What did you guys think about Sasuke's feelings for Sakura? What did you think about her leaving him there? But don't worry, it's not the last of Sakura we'll see. ;)

Well I hope that you liked this chapter as much I enjoyed writing it.

The next chapter will be the continuation of the flashback. It's probably going to be a two part chapter. This being one and the other being two (hopefully) if not we'll be having more flashbacks. Then again it's up to you guys if you want more flashbacks. ;)

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