Follow The Leader:

Sakura Pov:

"Tobi, return to the house immediately."

"B-but Itachi-senpai, I-"

"Immediately means now, Tobi."

I watched as Tobi began walking back to the main house, too afraid to say anything that would stop him from leaving.

"And you" I froze as Itachi rounded on me "Return to Madara-san's home; he is tired of waiting on you."

His voice was final and he apparently expected me to bow down to his holiness or whatever and just do as he said. Well. He obviously didn't know who he was talking to.

"No; I most certainly will not go back to that bastard's house."

I wasn't entirely sure what the word bastard meant, but I'd heard Mommy call him that before and if that's what she said he was, then that's what he was.

This Itachi kid stopped walking with a jerk, probably shocked that I'd dared to defy his mighty self.

He angled his head to look back at me, not even exerting the effort to completely turn himself.

"You will do as I say, one way or the other. Now, come. I shall escort you myself."

Again, he started walking away expecting me to follow him.

"Well, I guess we're gonna have to do this the other way, because there's no way I'm goin anywhere with-"

SMACK

I hadn't even seen him move, and at first I didn't feel the slap to my cheek. Without a word he scooped me up in his arms and slung me over his shoulder; I grunted as my ribs collided with his hard shoulder.

"H-hey! Put me down you, you…jerk! You can't just man handle me like this!"

I struggled and tried to kick him for a while before I realized how tired I was, and how heavy all my limbs felt. My head started sagging against his back, and before I knew it I'd fallen asleep.

*T~I*M~E*S~K*I~P*

I woke up on a super soft bed with plain black sheets and looked around the un-familiar room.

The walls were navy blue, the floors a plain dark wood, and the only furniture was a black dresser, a large black book shelf, and the black bed I was laying on. I sat up and realized that I was wearing an oversized T-shirt, and all of my cuts had been cleaned and bandaged.

I scooted off the bed, shivering when my feet hit the cold floor, and started out the door; there was no way I was just gonna sit in some random person's room and wait to get taken back to that man's house.

I crept down the insanely long cream colored hallway, wincing whenever the floor creaked. After walking for a few minutes, I found two flights of stairs…now to decide whether to go up or down.

…

Down the rabbit hole it is.

The stairs led to another hallway, and after walking halfway down that I found a doorway that split off into a large kitchen.

And this, ladies and gentlemen, is where my stomach betrayed me. My stomach growled and I decided to risk rummaging through the kitchen for some food that would sustain me until I found my way out of this goddamned maze of a house.

I was leaning down looking at all of the cereal bars in one of the lower cabinets when I heard a small gasp followed by a thump.

I jerked around to look behind me and found a shocked, wide eyed kid. He looked like he was about my age, with black eyes and black hair that swooped up in the back.

"…Er…what's up duck butt?"

His expression quickly morphed from one of shock to outrage and anger; I really needed to start thinking before I talked.

"How dare you call me that you…you…thief!"

Oh, no, he did not just go there. I may be a lot of things, but I was not a gosh darned thief; I mean, it's not like I asked to get kid napped and left alone in a freezing room without any food.

"Hey, kid, I am not a thief! I was kidnapped, and I needed some food to help me escape this madhouse."

He scowled, and if I hadn't been so mad I might've admitted it was kinda cute.

"My name is Sasuke, not kid. And why would anyone want to kidnap some massive forehead freak like you?"

My face went red and I had to remind myself people would definitely notice my epic-ninja-escape if I beat the crap outta him.

"I don't know, some jerk named Itachi decided to treat me lika potato sack and drag me here. Infact, I'm leaving right now."

I tried to side step him but he moved in front of me. I huffed, "Look, do you want me to leave or not?"

His frown deepened.

"What I want is for you to stop lying; there's no way my big brother would kidnap someone. You must have done something bad, so he brought you here to make sure you wouldn't do it again."

"Argh, you're obviously never gonna believe me, so just get out of my way, alright?"

A deep, dark and heartless chuckle echoed across the room.

Our heads snapped to the door and my blood ran cold. A tall, tan man with long and spiky hair leaned against the door frame. A nervous looking woman and an impassive man stood behind him. The woman seemed to be in her forties and was pretty, with long black hair and tiny smile-wrinkles. The man had deep set wrinkles around his eyes and shoulder length hair that curled at the end.

I hated them all.

"Uncle Madara!" Sasuke ran up to that awful man with a ridiculous smile on his face.

"Did you bring me presents?"

The woman's face immediately turned chastising, "Sasuke! Don't be rude!"

That man chuckled again, and I shuddered.

"Don't worry Mikoto, the boy's done nothing wrong." He turned his attention to Sasuke, "Sorry Sasuke, but no presents this time. I'm here to collect my daughter, Sakura. She wandered out of the house and must have gotten lost; thankfully Itachi found her before she could get too hurt."

It was then that I noticed Itachi's face peeking out behind all of the old people's bodies, and I death glared at him as full heartedly as I possibly could.

Madara then straightened form the door frame and turned his attention to me.

"Come along Sakura. It's time to leave; you've caused more than enough trouble for Fugaku and his family." His voice could have been pleasant, but his eyes were as icy and terrifying as they'd been in that basement.

He turned on his heel and swept past the three in the door way; I was again expected to follow. This time I knew better than to refuse.

Mikoto called Sasuke to her, and with one last glance at me they left the room. Fugaku said something to Itachi who nodded before Fugaku left as well.

I grudgingly made my way to the door way, stopping when I was next to Itachi.

"I hope you're happy; he's gonna kill me as soon as we're gone."

For less than a second I thought I saw a flash of remorse in his eyes before they were hard and uncaring again.

"Hn."

And then I walked away, down the hallway around the corner and out the door where He was waiting for me. To think, I'd been so close to escaping, and yet here I was, following the lion back to his den.