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Warning: this chapter included rape, so if you're really immature or under 15, just skip over the part and read on. (I say 15 and not 18 b/c I'm 15 and I would be contradicting myself if I advised people under 18 not to read the rape part when I myself am the one who wrote it). But anyways, enjoy the chapter!!!
Chapter 7: Nightmares
"Ichiro-sama, going from village to village looking for your father is futile. She isn't stupid enough to hide him in villages like this. We're never going to find him if we keep searching this way."
Ichiro looked down at the man on the floor, shaking with fear. No one had ever questioned Ichiro and lived to prove their point. This man would probably be no different. Ichiro just frowned.
"Futile you say?" he said in a deep voice.
"Y-yes. We wont get anywhere just by l-looking for him." The man on the floor stuttered weakly.
"And what do you propose we do Jin?"
"I-I think we should find her, or someone else who knows where your father is, and make them tell us."
Ichiro stood up and began to walk around the small dark room and chuckled, "No, no you see that's quite impossible. There are a few drawbacks hat your thick head hasn't taken the time to look over. . . the only people who know the whereabouts of my father is Sakura and the Hokage herself. Now dealing with the Hokage is too troublesome, and Sakura, for one, is as strong as myself, but the main reason I'm not going to use her is because of her team. She's got a Jinchuriki, an Uchiha, and the Copy-ninja who are all willing to die on her behalf. So now Jin, are there any other plans you haven't thought out all the way that you would like to waist my time with?" Ichiro stopped right in front of Jin, who was on his knees looking wide-eyed at the wall behind Ichiro.
"N-no Ichiro-sama. I'm finished." He said monotonously.
"Good, because you talk too much."
Then in a blink of an eye, Jin's head was rolling across the floor and Ichiro was sheathing one of his katana's, already at the door. He turned around to address the other men in the room.
"Clean up the mess. Not even a whore house like this deserves that kind of filth to be on the floor. Once you're done, pick a whore and have a good night. Just make sure your ready by eight o'clock tomorrow morning."
The men beamed and chanted in unison, "Yes Ichiro-sama. Thank you." Then began to discard Jin's body and clean up the blood.
Ichiro then walked out into the hallway deep in thought. Jin had a point. Searching and raiding villages like this was futile. This was the eighth village they've searched, but to no avail. He would need to find a different solution.
I hate when those who defy me are right. He thought to himself as he came up to the door he was told belonged to the most beautiful girl in the whore house. Ichiro walked in and couldn't agree with the mistress. There was a girl of about sixteen, sitting on the edge of the bed. She had long, sleek black hair, olive skin, green eyes, and a petite form.
She looked up and smiled at Ichiro, probably happy to see a handsome man instead of the fat, hairy, ugly men she usually had to service. Most good looking men didn't need a whore.
Ichiro walked over to her and took a strand of her silky hair in between two fingers and spoke softly, "What's your name?"
"Akio." She answered in a small voice.
"Hm, Akio. Take off your robe and lay back." He said firmly. She did as she was told and was now laying naked on the bed. She was still small, not fully matured yet. Her breasts were grapes compared to. . .
"Sakura." He whispered to himself. Akio heard him but knew better than to question him about his personal life. Ichiro stripped down to only his boxers and climbed on top of her. He was becoming extremely frustrated that he was thinking of Sakura now. But how could he not? He hadn't had sex since the last time they were together. He had a fair amount of sexual frustration that he would have to let out on this poor girl.
Ichiro positioned himself before slamming into the small girl, making her cringe and cry out in pain. Not even caring if he hurt her, he continuously jerked himself inside her, only caring for his own pleasures. Akio was withering under him in pain, trying to push him off. He eventually got annoyed and pinned her arms above her head and began thrashing harder, making her bleed.
"Please! Please, stop!" she gasped.
He held both her wrists in one hand and began to grab one of her small breasts with the other. He pulled, squeezed, and twisted, making sure to leave dark bruises.
Finally she climaxed, though she never felt any pleasure when she was almost unconscious from the pain that coursed throughout her entire body with every thrust. Only a few thrusts later, Ichiro released himself inside her and let out a harsh moan. "Sakura!" then he collapsed on top of her, not able to move.
"No! No, get off me. Get the fuck off me!" she whimpered, while trying to push him away.
"You'll say like this as long as I want." He answered carelessly.
"The hell I will you fucking bastard!"
"I said you'll do as I say Sakura. . ."
"I'm not fucking Sakura! You've been calling me that the whole time." She spat as she finally got the stunned man off her. Akio stumbled over to her robe and covered herself, then tried to get to the door, but the pain was too intense. She fell back to the floor, holding a hand between her thighs, attempting to ease the pain.
"What the hell did you do to me?" she cried.
Ichiro, who had already collected himself, sat on the bed fully dressed and chuckled, "I did what probably every man in this pathetic village has done-"
"You bastard! Don't you dare talk about me as if I'm a piece of trash. I'm a human being!"
"No, you're just a whore. If you didn't like getting fucked, then why are you here? You shouldn't complai-"
"How dare you!"
Ichiro frowned, then sighed, "I see. You're just head-strong. Hm, what is it with me and head-strong women?" he asked himself.
"What, was that Sakura girl head-strong? If she was and if you loved her, I hope she dumped your ass. I hope she broke your heart. I hope she-"
Before she could even utter the next word, Akio's head hit the ground. Ichiro just looked at her for awhile before turning to leave.
"You talk too much too."
It was nearly mid-night until Tsunade let Sakura leave to go home. She wanted Sakura to help file missions and fill out some papers so she could 'get her mind off the mission tomorrow.' Ha, more like,' I don't feel like doing all this work so I'm going to have you and Shizune do it for me.'
By the time she got back to her apartment, Sakura was done. It had been a very long and . . . eventful day. She was worn out physically, mentally, and emotionally and she just wanted to go to sleep.
Not even changing into her pajamas, Sakura fell onto her bed and curled up under her comforter. Almost as soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out. She quickly fell into a deep sleep, dreaming of her own personal nightmare. . . .
Dream/flashback
Sakura was crouching on the ground in a forest clearing, trying to catch her breath. She had beads of sweat trickling down her face and arms, and her body was shaking from exhaustion.
"If you really want to learn this technique Sakura, you'll have to increase your stamina." A man said from behind her
"I know that Ichiro." She rasped in between breaths.
He sighed, "Here, have a drink of water. You don't want to dehydrate." He said softly while sitting next to her and handing her a canteen of water.
"Thank you." She said before drinking the whole thing. Once she was done, she looked over at Ichiro to find him smirking at her.
"What?"
"You really have come far. I think once you get the basics technique and skills of twin ninjato's, you'll be able to learn the jutsu's easily. You seem to be a quick learner." Ichiro told her with a confident smile.
"Thank you. That really means a lot coming from you Ichiro." Sakura mumbled, turning to try to hide her blush.
New memory
Sakura lay on her back, once again trying to catch her breath. She felt a hand grab her naked waist to turn her on her side so she was facing the man she was in bed with.
Ichiro turned over on his side so that he was facing Sakura and put his forehead against her own. He pulled her body closer against his so that their bare flesh touched each others. He brought his hand up to move her bangs out of her face.
"I love you." He whispered out of nowhere.
Sakura just smiled and nuzzled into his neck, "I know. I love you too."
New memory
Sakura was in Ichiro's room, waiting on him. She's sitting on the couch reading Icha Icha Tactics when she notice's a missing floorboard. She looks inside to find blue prints of the house and scrolls with different times, dates, and methods. . . of killing his father.
"I was hoping you wouldn't see the floorboard. I was in a rush and was careless enough to forget to put it back." A voice said from behind Sakura, making her jump.
She looked up at him with tears in her eyes, trying to understand what was going on.
"You? You're the assassin? You're the one who wants to kill your father?" she whispered in disbelief.
"Apparently so." Ichiro sighed, then sat down on the couch with his head in his hands. "Damnit Sakura!" he yelled, making her drop the scrolls and look at him in fear. "Why did you have to find out? Why?" he whispered more to himself than to her.
"What do you mean?"
He looked down at her with sad, regretful eyes, "If you would have never found out, we could have stayed together. You see my plan was just to kill my father then go back to Konoha with you where we could get married and someday have a family of our own. . . . but obviously my plan didn't work out that way."
"So your telling me that even though you knew I was supposed to kill you, you still let us… You still…" she let out a sigh, "Everything you did, everything you said was a lie."
"No Sakura, not everything. I told you I love you, and that was the truth. It was selfish and stupid of me to get too close to you. But don't you remember what I told you the first day we met?"
"You can never choose who you love." She cried. Ichiro walked over to Sakura to try and comfort her.
"Don't touch me!" she yelled as he tried to hug her. "Stop, I said don't fucking touch me!" yet he still tried to hold her.
"Just give me one more night." He rasped in her ear.
After the shock of what he said faded, her anger surfaced and she started swinging at him, focusing her chakra to her fists. All of a sudden she felt a sharp pain in her neck and her chakra deplete. Putting a hand to her neck, she found a chi needle sticking out of it. This would explain the pain and chakra block. Sakura glared at him with fierce eyes.
"I would rather kill myself than give my body to you again!" she spat.
"It wasn't a question Sakura." He said simply, before pinning her to the couch and taking just what he wanted…. One more night.
End Dream/flashback
Sakura woke up with a jerk. She was covered in a cold sweat and out of breath. Wiping the sweat off her forehead, she contemplated her dreams. One of her training sessions with Ichiro, the day she lost her virginity and Ichiro told her he loved her, and the day she found out about his true intentions and raped her.
Sakura shook her head trying to get the image out of her mind.
"That's the last thing I want, or need to be thinking about right now." She told herself while getting out of bed. It was already around six o'clock, so she needed to get up anyway.
After taking a shower, getting dressed and packing for her mission, she headed to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Everything was untouched from yesterday when she was going to make Sasuke lunch. She smiled at the memory.
She was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard someone tapping on her front door quietly, hissing her name.
"Sakuraaaaa," a voice whispered. Sakura smiled and shook her head before opening up the door to find Naruto with his face near the crack. Once he saw Sakura he instantly regained his cheesy grin.
"Can I come in?"
"You're so sweet Naruto," she said, moving so he could walk in. "You didn't bang on my door today. You remembered."
"Yeah, I don't have a death wish today." He answered with a wink. "So you wanna get some ramen before we have to leave for the mission?"
"Sure, but your paying. Let me get my stuff." She said, then went to her room and grabbed her bag and medic pouch.
"Alright, lets go."
Once they got to Ichiraku's, Naruto ordered five bowels of pork ramen and Sakura just ordered some miso soup. Sakura could see Naruto examining her out of the corner of his eye.
"What?" she asked, looking at him.
Naruto gave a serious look before shaking his head, "Nothing. So how have you been?"
"What do you mean 'how have I been?' you see me almost every day Naruto. You know how I've been."
"Yeah Sakura, I see you. That doesn't mean we talk. I mean when was the last time we actually sat down and talked? Huh?" he questioned with quizzical eyes.
Sakura raised her eyebrow, "We talk."
"Name the last time."
"…."
"Exactly. We had gotten so close when I came back from training with Ero-sannin and before you left for that damn mission. I just want things to be the way they were. I want to get to know you again." He finished sadly.
Sakura looked at his through tear filled eyes. She then lunged at him and wrapped her arms around his neck, "I'm so sorry Naruto. I didn't know you felt like that. It's just I've changed so much since back then that I'm afraid you wont like me, or you'll be disappointed because things aren't the same." She cried into his shoulder.
"Hehe. The only way you've changed is that your stronger now. . . and you read Icha Icha." He said, trying to cheer her up. Sakura looked up from his shoulder shocked.
"Y-you know about that?" she asked, starting to feel her face heat up.
Naruto began to rub the back of his head and laugh nervously, "Hehe, well Jiraya kinda saw you in the hot springs alone one night reading it." He said, backing away out of her reach. "But once I found out he was peeping on you I kicked his ass. Trust me! And I swear I haven't told a soul. Tough I think Sasuke-teme already knows. But I didn't tell him!" he yelled quickly, trying to explain.
Sakura just looked at him and smiled, "Was that when Jiraya came into the hospital a couple weeks ago with a broken arm and cracked ribs but Tsunade-sensei refused to heal him and forbade anyone else from doing so too?" she asked with a grin.
Naruto smiled, "Yup, that was me." He said proudly. "Though he ended up meeting a girl in a bar who happened to be a medic and had her heal him."
"Hmph, and what did she get out of it?"
"A one-night-stand with one of the legendary Sannin" Naruto answered, looking discussed.
"Ugh, gross." Sakura whispered, shivering at the thought. "So you don't think I'm a total pervert do you?"
"Of course I do. I just don't have a problem with it. Ow!" Naruto cried, holding the top of his head in pain.
"Come on baka, we should be meeting the others at the gate soon." She said, picking up her bags and walking off.
"Okay." Naruto groaned.
Naruto and Sakura stood, waiting at the gates for half an hour before they saw Sakuke walking towards them slowly with his hands in his pockets, looking bored. Sakura blushed at the sight of him, remembering the day before. She just hoped it wouldn't be awkward.
"Sasuke-teme, you're late!" Naruot yelled, pointing an accusing finger at his teammate.
"It's five 'till eight dobe, I'm still on time." He mumbled.
"Don't call me dobe!" Naruto yelled.
"Don't call me teme."
"Teme!"
"Dobe."
"Ow!!" they cried together as Sakura punched them both to shut up.
"Ugh, you two act like your still twelve. Grow up!" she yelled, not in the mood to hear their bickering.
"Okay, but you didn't have to hit us." Naruto whined as tears streamed down his face.
"Hn." Sasuke answered, rubbing the back of his head, frowning.
"What did you two do this time?"
They all turned around to find Kakashi leaning against a tree, reading his book.
"They were arguing like children." She answered.
"Hm." Kakashi closed his book and took a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Here Sakura, Hokage-sama wanted me to give this to you. She said read it before we leave." He said, handing her the paper.
Sakura read through the short letter a few times before folding it up and sticking it in her pocket.
"Thank you for bringing it to me Kakashi."
"No problem." He said before turning to the other two. "You guys ready?"
"Yeah, let's do this!"
"Hn."
"Okay then, lets get going." And with that, they all ran into the forest outside the gates. As they were running, Naruto caught up to Kakashi.
"Hey Kakashi?"
"Yes Naruto?"
"Where exactly are we going? Old Lady Tsunade didn't give us that much information."
"Ask Sakura, shes got all the information for the mission." He answered, eyeing the kunoichi running next to him.
"We're heading for Grass. That's were Ichiro was last spotted. Though knowing him I doubt he's still doing the whole raid-each-village-I-come-by thing. By now he would have found this method ineffective. He'll probably start using his head to look for his father." She said through clenched teeth.
"'Knowing him. . . ?' You know this guy?" Sasuke asked.
Sakura looked down at her feet and frowned, "I thought I knew him."
"How?" Naruto asked curiously.
Sakura took a deep breath, "His name is Ichiro Morihashi. He was the son of the man I was supposed to be protecting from unknown assassins. He was also the unknown assassin. Though over the years I was there I became. . . close to him. He would always train me. He taught me quite a lot of useful jutsu and is the reason I carry my ninjato's. Though one day I found out he was the one who wanted to kill Morihashi-sama. Him and his twin brother, who was thought to already be dead. . . Well he is now. When I thought I killed Ichiro that night, it was really his twin."
Everyone remained quiet, sensing that Sakura was remembering the painful story she just shared with them. Even Naruto got the hint and stayed silent. Then all of a sudden, Sakura looked up and smiled.
"But this time he hasn't got a twin to die for him."
After thirteen hours and a few rest breaks later, the four shinobi decided to camp out for the night. Naruto plopped down on his sleeping bag with out a word and fell right to sleep. Sakura rolled out her bag slowly, both physically and mentally drained. Both Sasuke and Kakashi sat up against a tree.
"I'll take first watch. Then Sasuke, Sakura, and Naruto." Sasuke and Sakura nodded, Naruto smiled in his sleep.
Kakashi watched as Sakura's body became relaxed and her breathing fell into a steady rhythm, telling him she was asleep. Sasuke watched as well, and when he was sure Sakura was in a deep sleep, he turned to Kakashi.
"So what do you think?" he asked blandly.
Kakashi turned away from Sakura and rummaged through his pocket to take out his book. "About what?"
Sasuke rolled his eyes, already starting to get annoyed. "You know what. Sakura and this Ichiro guy."
Kakashi frowned, "I think their relationship was more than she led on to be."
"You think she could have been-"
"In love?" Kakashi cut off. Sasuke frowned, not really wanting to hear the answer said out loud.
"Hn… But what I want to know is why would he train and teach her new jutsu's to make her stronger when he knew all along she was his main enemy and the only one in the way of his goal?"
Kakashi thought about this for a second. It was a good question. "Maybe he really did care for her?"
"Hn."
"You should get some rest Sasuke. I'll wake you in three hours."
"Fine." And with that, Sasuke closed his eyes and fell asleep, still thinking about Sakura.
Sakura was walking through the forest, as if she were looking for something. There was a strong gust of wind, and it sounded like someone was whispering her name. As the wind blew harder, the voice got louder until the wind stopped and the voice was right by her ear, calling her name.
"Sakura." The voice breather form behind her. Sakura found the voice both soothing and terrifying at the same time. She leaned into the body behind her, feeling strong arms wrap around her waist.
"Sakura." He whispered again in her neck. "Just give me one more night."
When he said that, Sakura immediately knew who it was.
"Ichiro!" she breathed, trying to squirm her way out of his tight embrace. But he wouldn't let go.
"I know you still love me Sakura."
"No!" she escaped his grasp and ran deeper into the forest. When she looked back to see if he was chasing her, she ran into a pair of strong arms. She didn't have to look up to know who it was. She could tell by his old outfit with that stupid purple bow and the open robe, that it was Sasuke. Sakura wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face into his chest. He held her close.
"Sasuke, help me." She cried.
"Sakura." He hissed. But it wasn't his normal, deep voice. Sakura frowned and looked up to be met with half of Sasuke's face ripped off, showing pale flesh with a purple line running from his eyelid, down to his nose.
"Noooo!" she screamed, thrashing, trying to get out of his arms.
"Sakura."
"Noo!"
"Sakura, wake up!" a voice said form up above her. Sakura opened her eyes. Sasuke was leaning over her with his hands on both of her shoulders. She looked up at him confused, he looked down at her worried.
"Sasuke?" she whimpered, sitting up and touching the part of his face that was ripped open in her dream.
He took her hand in his, "It was just a dream Sakura."
Sakura wiped the sweat off her forehead and sat up, never taking hr eyes off Sasuke. Once again she touched the left side of his face.
"Whatever you dreamed Sakura, it wasn't real." He said gently.
"I know." She whispered, then leaned against his chest, just to feel some warmth. Sasuke leaned back against a tree with Sakura lying on him, half way asleep.
"You would never leave me again, would you?" she asked quietly.
Sasuke frowned at the question. He wrapped his arm around her and began to run his fingers through her hair, putting her to sleep.
"No Sakura. I wouldn't."
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I'll give you something to look forward to. There's a SasuSaku lemon in the next chap.
