Live for Life

'Oh, the truth hurts, a lies worse

How can I give anymore?

When I love you a little less than before?- James morrison


The two days were over before they even began, with no windows and no sense of time, the days flew by without realising and the daunting feeling that rained over Sakura's head had now settled to the bottom of her stomach, making her more un-settled than before.

She slid to the grubby floor, head down, arms resting limply on her knees and exhaled slowly through her nose. Her patience was slowly slipping, what irked her most was Sasuke's vagueness, what was going to happen after the two days were up? Would she and Satoshi escape? Would something happen to them? Would Orochimaru have his wicked way with her?

The final suggestion was sure to traumatize someone for life.

Sakura lifted her head to rest it on the damp walls; she shifted slightly and regretted it immediately as pins and needles shot through her arms and legs. Her fingers and toes flexed on their own accord and relieved the numbed muscles, letting chakra flow through to soothe aching joints.

Her chakra replenished over a day ago and this was troubling, seeing that she could have escaped by now with all fists blazing. But she had no idea where Satoshi was and if she had any chance of escaping she would have to be sly about it. So waiting around was the plan for now and she hated it. She was dirty, she smelt and she was hungry.

Oh Kami she was hungry.

At the moment she was living on two bowls of oatmeal a day that always left a tangy taste in her mouth. Of course she checked for poison—which came out negative and came to the conclusion that either she was a crappy medic and couldn't tell the difference between poison and water or sound had no idea that oatmeal is suppose to not taste like sandpaper.

'Actually, it's about time that the food was supposed to be delivered, what's the hold up?' she thought openly.

As if someone was answering her thoughts a sharp knock came from the steel door—making her jump and barely a second later a black clad shinobi strolled into her cell, greeting her stiffly.

"Haruno-san, Orochimaru-sama seeks your presence."

What? Where's the oatmeal?

Is this what Sasuke was talking about?

Sakura nodded her head slowly towards the shinobi—letting her bangs hide her face as she resisted the gag that choked at the back of her throat. The thought of being in the same room as the snake sannin made her want to vomit, the man—if you could call him that was sure to make her life a living misery; his futile attempts to make her join sound would only prolong her suffering. She pondered on the punishment for refusing.

Death? Well, so be it. If she was going down, then she'd be taking him down with her.

"I'm ready." She said to herself, but the guard nodded anyway and turned to leave so that she could follow. As she stood, her back arched and made her matted hair fall from her shoulders—she noticed that the sound ninja was already out of the door, so she made quick strides to keep up with him, and mentally cursed at her lack of height.

The twist and turns were already grating on her nerves, the narrow damp walls were plain and boring, there was no windows—OR clocks for that matter and she was hesitant to admit that she missed her little grubby cell. Left, right, right, right, left and right again is what she dully noted, her mind made easy work of the pathway to Orochimaru's chamber and had no doubt that if she took a quick glance of a complete layout of sound, then she could know this place inside and out like the back of her hand.

The guard stopped suddenly at a pair of gold encrusted double doors, the ex-kunoichi would have bumped into him if it wasn't for her sharp reflexes, so instead she stepped to his side, eyeing the doors with narrowed eyes.

If he could afford gold encrusted doors, then where the hell is the central heating?

"Bastard." She mumbled, he probably got one of his lackeys to steal these doors!

It didn't look like that the sound guard heard her as he knocked three times on the shiny metal and entered the chamber, bowing as soon as the sound leader was in sight.

"Orochimaru-sama, I have brought the prisoner as requested." As this was said, Sakura walked straight into the snakes' lair, her head held high as her forest green eyes quickly scanned the large hall before settling on Orochimaru, he was a good sixty meters away from her, sitting on a ridiculously high throne-like chair, eyeing everyone like he was above them all—technically, he was.

She noticed that a small number of sound troops were scattered around the space—including Sasuke and his…team. Satoshi was placed in the guarded arms of a red-head that she remembered punching earlier, he looked un-settled and worried, but never once struggled out of the woman's arms, as if he felt the impending doom that was sure enough to head her way. Sasuke's body language didn't help either, his mouth was set into a grim line and his eyes were blank, refusing to look at his ex-teammate. Sakura knew that face very well. Something in his plans must have back-fired.

Sakura distracted herself by running her fingers through her pink tresses; Orochimaru was still looking at her with an eerie smile that made her toes curl and insides squirm. She forced a bored look onto her face when he opened his mouth to speak.

"Oh, Sakura-chan, it's a real treat for you to grace us with your lovely presence."

She rolled her eyes and placed a hand on her hip.

"Cut out the pleasantries, Tojiro-san, what do you want?" Many servants gasped at the gall of the pink haired woman to dare utter Orochimaru's family name, even Sasuke and his…team were surprised. They all locked their gazes onto the courageous young woman.

The snake-sannin glowered dangerously at his last name, but recovered quickly, his pale lips turned upwards into a knowing smirk, he interlaced his fingers and rested them under his chin and leaned back.

"Why, I think you know what—"

"I'm not joining sound." Sakura interrupted.

"Such a talented medic, like yourself—"

"No."

"Could heal—"

"Never."

"My arms—"

"Not happening."

"And help—"

"Nope."

"—our cause."

"Are you hard of hearing?!" she roared, startling many occupants of the room. "I'd rather die than join you!" she screeched, her breathing becoming laboured as she tried to calm herself down.

Orochimaru removed all pretences and scowled down at her, his golden irises glowed with anger and flared his nostrils, his eyes closed momentarily. "Very well." He sneered, clicking his long fingers together, his eyes opened. "Your wish is my command."

And out stepped Kabuto.

Sakura became deathly still as his rimmed glasses came into view, reflecting mysteriously when the dim light hit his spectacles, his form could be described as casual, but looks are deceiving as she knew that his façade could drop in a heartbeat. He greeted her as if they were long lost friends.

"Long time no see, Sakura-san; it's a shame we had to meet in a situation like this." He lifted his arms and sent chakra into his hands, creating a scalpel. "This won't hurt…much." He smiled.


Sakura's eyes began to dilate as the foreign substance that was administered earlier started to take effect, her head was thrown back as pain soared through veins. She tugged ruthlessly at the leather straps that held her unwilling to the cold probing table.

A flash of red appeared at the corner of her sight, but it was gone before she could comprehend on what it was.

"Now, now, Sakura-san, we don't want you hurting yourself, by trying to escape." He was at her side in an instant and re-adjusted the restraints, making them more un-believably tighter than before.

A shrill scream was her response.

He snapped his eyes to her and smiled, slipping on a pair of rubber gloves. She watched in horror as he lifted a syringe labelled: Uchiha Sasuke and trembled. As soon as she saw the substance she knew exactly what it was.

"Aww, don't look so frightened Sakura-san, this won't hurt…much."

She screamed bloody murder as he spread her legs apart.


"Kabuto…" she hissed with as much venom as she could muster.


Naruto turned towards a heavily pregnant Sakura as they both stood before the gates of cloud country, his bright blue eyes suddenly lost most of their intensity as he eyed his best friend.

"Sakura-chan…please…there must be another way…" he pleaded, his eyes searching hers.

She smiled lightly and brought her hand up to caress his marked cheeks; her expression didn't reach her eyes as she removed her hand away from his face.

"You know that Danzou and the elders will have my head if they find out whose baby I'm carrying, not even Tsunade-shisou can protect me, this is the only way." She summarised as she patted her swollen stomach and settled there.

The blonde blinked away tears that threatened to spill and covered his warm large hands over her smaller, dainty ones that were still placed on her bump. A smile tugged at his lips as he felt the baby kick determinedly at where he placed his hands.

"The little man knows who his future Hokage is." He grinned proudly, his voice was rougher than before, and there was no doubt that he's trying to lighten the mood

"Or maybe he recognises a dobe when he feels one." Sakura mused, humorously.

Naruto noticeably stilled, his eyes softened as Sakura followed his gaze to the cloudless sky.

"Just like his father."


Sakura crouched low into an offensive stance and snarled viciously, baring her teeth like a wild animal, most of the room flinched—excluding Sasuke, instead his brows furrowed and his jaw clenched. Her eyes became slightly crazed as he got into his stance as well; she snarled again and spoke through her bared teeth.

"You're a dead man." And so she pounced.

She was on him in an instant, launching into a savage series of kicks and punches. His annoying habit of escaping in the nick of time only fuelled her rage as he dodged most of her attacks. His chakra scalpel slowly faded when he noticed that she was giving him no openings for attack, so now he put his hand-to-hand to use. He grabbed an incoming leg and hauled her away from him, making her body slam into floor.

What he didn't expect was for her to turn into a puff of smoke.

He looked up and saw a glowing fist heading his way and hastily jumped a couple of feet from the attack. His eyes widened as her fist slammed into the floor creating vibrations that followed his every move, large chunks of the floor cracked and were headed straight for him—debris and dust were flying everywhere when he attempted to jump out of the way, but he wasn't fast enough, the floor engulfed his body.

Team Hebi could only look in awe—Satoshi puffed out his cheeks and looked concerned when he thought that his mother was hurt.

Sakura stepped into her mini crater and tried to survey the damage, as the debris and dust settled, all there was to be found was a splintered log, which was suppose to be Kabuto's disembodied limbs. She scowled as he too stepped into her crater—looking dishevelled.

He clapped mockingly, pretending that he wasn't fearful at the deadly fists that belonged to the small woman. "You are full of surprises Sakura-san."

She ground her teeth together and began to make familiar hand signs and whispered, "Kirigakure no Jutsu."(1) A thick mist formed inside the chamber blinding everyone, but Sakura. She closed her eyes and focused, cursing when more sparks of chakra entered the area she was fighting, more lackeys to protect the coward.

Her hands were brought up into a tiger seal, then horse, rabbit, rat and finally dog, the movement was so fast that it was barely readable. "Shosen Jutsu."(2) Her palms began to glow a bright green as she disappeared, only to reappear infront of two opponents, before they could even think, they were silenced forever, donning two blows to the heart.

The fallen shinobi fell to the floor with a loud thump, making everyone alert and on defense.

She quickly dealt with the other dozen subordinates, now trying to locate Kabuto.

Someone cursed loudly and hissed something incoherent. Suddenly a great blast of wind came rushing towards her; she was sent back a couple of meters as the mist cleared. Kabuto flashed infront of her and kicked the ground, sending dirt into her eyes. He took advantage of her temporary blindness, withdrawing a kunai and making it descend towards her chest.

She caught his arm when the sharp point was in touching distance and snapped his wrist making him drop the kunai, he yelped when the ex-kunoichi tightened her grip on his broken bone and launched his other hand towards her; she caught that one as well and snapped his other one.

Sakura spoke calmly, "These hands of yours only bring pain to whomever you inflict upon."

She sent her chakra through Kabuto's hands and arms and brought her lips to his ear as his eyes widened. "Never again."

And then she shattered every bone in his arm—including hands and fingers.

The occupants winced as Kabuto screamed.

Karin covered her hand over Satoshi's innocent eyes when the final blow was only moments away.

Sakura raised the kunai that Kabuto dropped earlier; the pointed edge was diving towards his heart.

Gasps were heard and Satoshi bit into Karin's hand. "OW!" she shrieked, twitching in pain as he blew his bangs away from his eyes to have a clear view.

Sakura halted her movement and quickly turned around when she felt someone appear behind her, it was too late.

She dropped the kunai when Orochimaru plunged his sword through her stomach.


"NO!!!" Satoshi screamed, his eye's turning liquid red.


Everyone was in stunned silence.

"…No way…" Suigetsu whispered, shocked.

"Sharingan…" Orochimaru hissed in delight, a new gleam filled his eyes as he licked his lips greedily at Satoshi, now retracting his sword from Sakura's body. Her eyes were slightly glazed over when she coughed a mouthful of blood into her hands, wincing painfully. While the snake-sannin stalked towards Satoshi, Sakura placed a glowing hand over her—thankfully non fatal wound and partially healed it.

Before Orochimaru could get to her son, she appeared infront of Karin and grabbed Satoshi.

She didn't dare look at Sasuke—who drew his Kusanagi towards Orochimaru when she teleported out of the sound base.


Sakura had been running with Satoshi for hours and her tired legs gave under as she fell into an open clearing, her son stirred for a couple of seconds before falling back asleep. She settled him into a bundle of leaves and slid down a tree beside him, tucking a loose hair behind her ear.

The canopy of trees shaded the couple as the mid-day sun burned brightly, this was the first time that Sakura was outside in so many days, she revelled in the sun's rays and allowed her eyes to close momentarily, her ears perked up at the sound of rustled leaves and now knew that she wasn't alone.

"Come out, Sasuke." she said, opening her eyes.

The Uchiha silently entered the clearing, blood splattered all over his clothes, she looked over his form as she stood warily, protectively placing herself infront of her son.

He became rigid as he looked at Satoshi with pure disgust, as if he were the plague.

Sasuke's bangs hid his face as he shook violently, his hands were balled into fists and his knuckles were turning white at the force.

"…Why?" he finally said.

He looked up, sharingan blazing while Sakura stiffened at his burning gaze.

Before she knew what was happening, Sasuke was infront of her, pinning her body to a tree—away from her child. His chest heaved heavily against hers; she winced when his stomach brushed against her earlier wound—Satoshi was surprisingly still asleep.

"You hate me so much, that you'd do this to me?!" he hissed, the Tomoe's in his sharingan spinning wildly.

She looked livid at his accusation and shoved his chest away from her. "Do you think I planned this to happen?!" her eyes flashed warningly.

"You—" she interrupted him, raising her voice.

"Do you have any idea on what that man put me through, huh?!"

He clenched his teeth, biting back the words he wanted to say. Sakura laughed without humour.

"No, you don't because while you were hell bent on power, I was on my own, looking after a child, away from my home, away from my family and away from my friends! I was sixteen, Sasuke, sixteen!"

Sasuke promptly shut his mouth as she began to taunt him, by now tears were prickling her eyes as she stormed past him.

"Go on! Call me a whore, say that I've tainted the Uchiha name, tell me that I disgust you! I don't care anymore!"

The truth is hiding in your eyes.

The Uchiha closed his eyes and exhaled slowly, thinking things over.

"…it wasn't consensual…?" he said carefully, still looking at Sakura with burning red orbs.

And it's hanging on your tongue.

Tears poured down her eyes freely as she wiped her face furiously. "Of course it wasn't!"

Liquid fire poured through Sasuke's veins at the recent information, his mouth went dry and for a moment he stopped breathing.

Just boiling in my blood.

He looked over to a broken Sakura and bared his teeth, growling dangerously. His eyes squeezed tight as burning rage clouded his mind, he turned to exit the clearing and in a deadly whisper he hissed...

"Itachi!"

Sakura blinked away her tears and looked bewildered at the fallen leaves that Sasuke left in his wake. She looked over at a sleeping Satoshi and put the pieces of the puzzle together, her eyes became horrified.

But you think that I can't see.

"Oh no…"


End of chap 4, twas my b-day the other day so I decided to borrow my sisters laptop to update :D I'm pants at writing fight scenes and this chapter was abit awkward for me to write, cause it's not my kind of writing style—the whole story is not my style XD but i'm trying and hopefully it's good so far! I have to agree with reviewer's that Sasuke IS acting kind of fatherly already :P (well not anymore!) and Satoshi is kind of abnormally friendly to everyone, but I based his character on my baby cousin, he's too social for his own good damnit TwT. This story is an AU

(1) Hidden Mist Technique. (2) Mystical palm technique.

Thank you to all reviewers and a special thanks to Nameless Blossom and TeenageCrisis for the idea's and hints to this chappie :)

hopefully more info was put into this chapter xP I don't think Oro has a last name, but I saw it on a webpage and nabbed it, I'm still in need of a new computer :( it could be half way during the month or the end, I have no freaking clue. (cruel world)

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