Hidden in the shadows of the palace walls I stole away in the darkest hour of night. Down the treaded path my weak legs stumbled and I lost my shoes in a battle against the muddy ground. Barefoot now, I was one with earth.

My backyard was the Shinju's garden, we were it's gardeners and it our keeper.

Today I will bring Hope.

I rolled over on my pillow and stared out the window, these dreams are getting stranger.

My eyes met darkness as they fluttered open groggily. An uncomfortable dryness had settled itself in my mouth while I slept. I'm so thirsty. My escort was sitting in his chair with his arms crossed and head down. That unmanaged spiky black hair of his masked his face making me unaware of whether he was awake or not. "Madara," I whispered lightly. There was no answer. I was reluctant to wake him up for just a short walk to the kitchen, but I knew he would want me to.

Madara was an overly paranoid man, I had quoted him in saying several times "the threats are everywhere, they're among us." Yes my half-family was among us and were as rabid as a wild raccoon, but I didn't need him to guard me on a short walk to the kitchen. Shelving the idea of disturbing him for something so miniscule I snuck out of my bed covertly.

Several times in the past couple of weeks I had tried to sneak out of the room without my bodyguard, and every time he had caught me and chewed my ear off about it. I had to admit, It was exciting to sneak around without Madara when I was supposed to keep him at my side no matter what. It was my greatest vice, I loved doing the wrong thing it sent adrenaline in my system. When you're a Princess, just about anything improper will be entertaining and provocative.

Slowly I creaked the door open and watched the slumbering Uchiha. My breath seized as I saw Madara shift in his sleep, but his eyes never opened nor did he snap at me to "close the fucking door," as he had every time I had previously tried to sneak out without him. I was unaware of how long Madara would stay asleep, so I ducked out of the room quickly before he got the chance to catch me.

The hallway was void of any servants or family members. It was far to early for anyone to be up- or was it too late. What time is it anyway. There were no clocks in the hallway or the dining room as I passed them. It's bedtime, that's what time it is- bed time.

The kitchen was ominous, being a room with several blunt objects and sharp weapons- it frankly put my nerves on high alert. A chill blew up my back as paranoia invaded my mind. I need to get back quickly, Madara might wake.I reached into the cabinets but my short stature kept my arms from reaching the glasses on the top shelf. I could feel my shoulder dislocate, but I finally grasped a cup and sighed. So thirsty.

A red glint reflected off the clear crystal cup, briefly it caught my attention. Red, what could be reflecting off the glass? Before I had the chance to look for its origin something sharp grazed my back causing me to drop the cup from my hand. A shattering noise echoed throughout the room as it broke against the hard tiled floor sending shards of glass flying.

"Shhh!" A masculine hand wrapped around my mouth and forced me to take a step back from the counter. I pulled at him and screamed underneath his hand for my bodyguard but he gripped harder causing him to bruise my cheek with the intensity. I halted my attempts as the feeling of a wet thick substance dripped down my jaw.

I looked down at the gloved hand that covered my mouth. An ample amount of blood coated his hand and had transferred it to my face. Who's blood is that, what is going on!? I let out a muffled shriek and fought in his hold.

The knife aimed at my back pressed through the skin as a warning to behave. "Stop moving and be quiet!" I recognized that voice, it was the Prince.

He turned me around to face him. His pretty boy face was smiling as he aimed the large threatening butcher knife at my belly. It was already covered in blood as was his face and jacket. The red fluid was fresh as if he had only earned it moments ago.

"What are you doing?" I insisted backing away from the crazed man.

He pressed the knife further into my belly causing blood to leak down my dress. "Whatever I want." His smile widened as his free hand grabbed my hip harshly. "-and I want you in my bed, now."

"MADA-" His hand pressed over my mouth again and the knife dug deeper into me carving through muscle and spilling more blood from my arteries. My white sundress that I had neglected to take off earlier turned red under the knife. I screamed from the aching pain at it shook my system. Madara where are you?!

"Yes, that body guard of yours. Don't you wish you had him with you now? Shouldn't be sneaking out so late should you? Imagine all the horrible things that could happen to you out here?" He moved his cheek nest to mine and licked the side of my face coating it with his disgusting wet spit.

Through his hand I continuously screamed for my bodyguard hoping he would wake up and save me from this horrible man. Tears brimmed my eyes as I waited and waited for him.

Haji dragged his tongue down my neck and bit it. "He's not coming, I already took care of him." He raised his bloody hand from my mouth and licked Madara's blood off of each individual finger.

My sense of reality dulled under the chaotic stress. Beat, beat, beat, I could hear my heartbeat pounding in my ears. Shakily I held myself up on my tired limbs, but struggled as my knees grew weaker. Took care of him, he killed Madara? He hurt him... no he couldn't have! The evidence was all over his body, there was no denying it. The strength in my body fleeted and my knees came out from under me. Haji caught my limp body midair but not before he dragged the knife across my belly button cutting a thick gash in its path.

Tears poured from my eyes and I shut them tightly in hopes I would wake up from this horrible nightmare. I let a couple of seconds pass and I opened them to Haji's gloating mug. No this isn't real, this is all too sudden! He licked the knife and threw it across the room carelessly. "I've wanted to fuck you since the second I set my eyes on that beautiful curvy body of yours." He bit his lip and tightened his hold on me. "Beniko asked me to kill you, and I promised her I would... but I'm going to take you first. I want to feel your sexy body from the inside and right as I cum I'm going to snap your neck. Do you hear me, Princess?"

I didn't acknowledge him, Madara's dead... because of me. He warned that this would happen, and I wouldn't listen. Why didn't I just listen- I should have listened! Now his family will starve, all because of me! Haji lifted my body on top of the kitchen counter and pushed my back down on to the cold surface. I felt the fabric of my dress being pulled up on his mission to rip apart my innocence. I don't even care anymore, he can have it.

I tuned out the world and the pain searing from my gash, and focused on the white ceiling. He can't be gone, not Madara? This is all my fault, I should have never left the room, I should have woken him up. All the feeling in my body numbed as Haji took my panties off and threw them next to the knife. I miss him, I can't believe I ever rejected him. I want Madara back. More tears slipped from my fogged eyes.

Haji's nails dug into my thigh to snap me out of it. "Ready Princess, I'm going to fuck you now."

I turned my head to the side to look away from his vile smirk. I should have let Madara take me. I closed my eyes hard in anticipation of the pain, but it never came. When I opened them again the kitchen went out of focus and I woke up from the strange day terror. My prior position with my back on the counter altered as I felt my feet touch the ground in the blurred reality. I was once again standing in front of the cabinet with the unbroken glass in my hand. Did time just rewind?

"Look at me!" I heard a malicious voice snap. Madara? I turned to a furious Uchiha who stood red faced next to the kitchen door. "What the fuck did I say about waking me up? Do you see the kinds of things that can because of your idiocy!"

He's alive? Sensation returned to my body and I could feel my heartbeat liven. Everything was ok again, all my should of-could of's were gone as reality gave me one more chance to do it right.

"What-" My mouth dropped open, "What was that?"

"An illusion," he crossed his arms and glared intently. "I wanted to show you what could happen because of your ignorance. It's not safe for you to be wandering the castle, there are threats everywhere!"

I had previously felt depression, grief, self-blame, and even a minor heartbreak. I felt all of those feelings because Madara wanted to play a sick prank! I looked down at the clear glass in my hand and gripped it angrily. With all the adrenaline in my veins, I threw the glass at the wall beside his head. He instinctively closed his eyes to protect them and flinched as the glass broke into a thousand pieces next to his ear.

"How dare you do that to me! If you think you were doing that for my own good, you're deranged! That is not a joke, what you showed me was disturbing and scarring!" He tensed his jaw at my objection to his lesson. "You're supposed to protect me from that reality, not force me into it. I hate you, Madara Uchiha. I hate you so much, for putting me through that!"

"I-" he attempted to defend himself but I interrupted.

"NO, I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!" I walked past him and threw the kitchen door open; it nearly hit him as it smashed against the wall.

"Wait," Madara followed me outside the palace doors. I picked up speed and ran furiously away from him while he called for me to slow down.

I ran into the forest, ducking past trees and over fallen branches. I can't believe he did that to me, who does that? Showing me that horrible illusion and doing it to me in real life are an equivalent crime. I had no idea that I wasn't going to be killed or raped, I didn't know he was alive and puppeteering the whole act. I thought me was dead, and I even missed him!

I knew Madara was far faster than I, it was only a matter of time before he caught up. "Stop running from me!" He grabbed my elbow and pulled me back and nearly off my feet.

I tried desperately to pull from him but his strength out matched my ten-fold. Tears flowed down my cheeks and I hung my head in shame. "LET GO!" My voice cracked from the high pitch.

"No, you're going back home now!" He pushed my pressure point causing me to shriek in pain.

"LET ME GO!" My emotions stirred violently and I lost control. I could feel my Kekkei Genkai activate against my will.

"Baby Belly come on, it's time to go home!" I heard my mother's voice chime through my memories. "Mama I want to stay!"

Oh no, not again! I was hyperventilating from the pure rage taking over my body. Unable to breathe or speak, I could only watch now as the storm clouds gathered above us.

"Bella?" Madara quizzed me curiously as he looked up at the drastic change in the weather. "What are you doing?"

"Belly, calm down. Isabella you have to stop, honey stop!"

"I-I thought you were dead, I was so upset." I stuttered. "I even missed you- but it was for nothing. You were playing a sick joke on me!" Rain poured down on us vehemently. Neither him or I could see two feet ahead. We could only see each other through the thick shower.

We were alone in the world.

He let my arm go and placed his palms up in surrender. Bewilderment took his facial expressions hostage, obviously he initially didn't think his actions would cause such an effect on me. "I didn't mean for you to get so upset, I just-"

I didn't want his excuses. "NO!" A flash of lightening struck feet away from us.

Madara cringed as the loud thunder shook the ground.

"Belly, you need to calm down. The lightning is getting close to us!" Mother cried as another bolt hit.

My head surged with pain, all I could feel was the fierce agony seizing over me. "The only danger I have to face is you! You're the only person who has hurt me these past couple of weeks." I pulled my sopping wet hair and cringed forward as the lightning struck closer. There was nothing he could do to protect himself, nobody could stop a bolt of lightning from striking the ground, not even Madara Uchiha. Mother Nature and I were one, and we could not be stopped when provoked.

"My step family hurts me- they do, but never has anyone bruised me, cut me, or forced me into a horrible dream where I am raped and killed!"

"THAN STRIKE ME DOWN BELLA!" He roared at me, his voice out matching the thunder in intensity. "IF I AM SUCH A LOATHABLE PERSON, STRIKE ME AND RID YOURSELF OF ME!"

"I-I don't want to…" I shrunk under his severe eyes.

"I'm sorry, I hurt you- I'm sorry that I put you through so much pain, but I cannot promise I won't do it again! I am a dangerous person, I hurt everything I touch." He looked down into my eyes helplessly. "I cannot leave without you, and I cannot say that you will meet happiness with me. If you want me gone from your life, strike me down- otherwise you're coming home with me."

He yelled over the lightning that struck a foot away. "KILL ME OR BE WITH ME!"

My mothers scream echoed through my memories as the lightning struck her body. She hit the ground and shook violently in the mud. Her blood splashed out of her gaping wounds and splattered across my face and hair.

"I CAN'T KILL YOU, I NEED YOU IN MY LIFE! Since my mother you're the only person who's cared for me truly." I was trapped between calamity and a treacherous reality. I closed my eyes not wanting to see his reaction, or face up to the facts that I had finally admitted it.

His hand forced my chin up, "look at me." I expected gloating, but it was grief and pain instead that resided in his eyes. "I know I'm a bad person, I know you deserve better. I will only ever hurt you and I will never be good enough for you." he hugged me earnestly and breathed heavily against me.

"Mama, wake up." my four year old hand shook the dead corpse. Blood covered her body and seeped into the puddle around us. "Mama, I'm ready to go home now."

Madara kissed my forehead and hunched forward so his breath was blowing against my ear. He whispered over the sound of rain pouring down upon us. "You scare the shit out of me. I'm afraid if I hug you too tight you'll break, and if I let go you'll run. I've never felt this before, but I think it's love."

What…?


Her legs bent forward and her weight shifted to the ground as she passed out. I quickly pulled her into my arms and lifted her up in my hold. I looked down at the unconscious girl in my arms.

The first day I met her, I remember hating myself for reveling in impossible childish little fantasies … Now, I have to admit even I occasionally indulge in those things. Although I don't just indulge, I bring them to life. I've broken down every obstacle that stood in my way of having her, and here I was… with only one challenge left.

I never imagined I'd love anyone other than my brother in my lifetime- not to mention love someone so quickly. I would start a war for her; destroy the world in her name; I would even forsake the good of my clan to be with her as I was now.

The rain slowed to a sprinkle and the clouds dispersed through the night. The walk back to the castle was a difficult one as my thoughts taunted me. For the past couple of days I had been wavering over whether to continue with Plan B, but knowing now how deeply I loved Bella now- how could I let her go? I'd never been selfish in my life, everything I had done up to this point was for the good of the clan. I knew I should let her go and let fate have its way with her, but I couldn't allow that to happen. Even though I didn't deserve her, I would work hard every day so that eventually I could be worthy of this dream in my arms.

I carried her through the front doors of the palace and straight to the bath house to warm her and I up. I'm surprised no one's awake after her little tantrum. I maneuvered to open the bath door without adjusting the tired girl in my arms. I made sure to lock it too; more so to stall her from running than to keep people out.

I lied her down on the bench next to the bath water. "Bella- wake up." I shook her shoulder earning her incandescent gold eyes to roll open.

"Why am I here?" She sorely attempted to sit up but failed. "I can't move Madara."

"You're going to get sick if you let your body cool in your wet clothes, you need to warm up. I'll help you." I assisted her in sitting up and sat beside her with my legs straddling the bench as she leaned her shoulder against my chest.

"You're going to see me…" she trailed off in embarrassment.

"I was eventually going to see you anyway, remember? You owed me a bath. You're just resolving your promise is all." I reassured her as I unzipped the back of her dress and pulled it down torso.

Her wedding night lingerie was still on from earlier, the way the lace fit around her breasts and tightly hugged down her body- I struggled against the urge to rip it off and take her where she was. I don't want to scare her, not again.

Bella's eyes were shut and she appeared to be nodding off once again. I didn't wait for her permission and undressed her fully on her behalf.

The dress glided off of her easily, but I had to tediously disconnect a thousand little hooks on her back to get the damn lingerie open. The lingerie makers do this on fucking purpose, by the time I get this thing open I'm going to be so frustrated and erect I'm going to end up savagely fucking her while she sleeps. Finally getting the damn thing off, I chucked it across the room bitterly. I fucking hate that thing.

I glimpsed back at the naked beauty leaning against my torso and instantly lost my battle to keep my erection down. She had full breasts that screamed for me to wrap my hands around and hard nipples waiting for my mouth to be on them. I'm going to end up raping her while she sleeps.

I rolled down her stockings, grazing my hand against her soft thighs as I did. I could feel her stirring awake which prompted me to hastily pull off the other and slip her underwear down. Let's see are you shaver or not.

Before I got my answer I heard a swift gasp. "Madara!" Bella scolded, folding her hands over her fair breasts to hide them. I hid my smile, I'm going to hell for this.

I picked her up in my arms and guided her to the bath water. "Can you get in yourself?" I lowered her feet to the ground. She weakly held her weight and stepped down the stairs and into the large bath. She waded to the far corner and sat down on a seat underneath the water leaning her head back against the wall. I couldn't see her through the foggy water, but I let my imagination draw a picture.

The fair haired goddess looked away as I discarded my pants and underwear exposing my full erection. I eagerly entered the boiling hot water grunting as it stung my skin. How can she stand this scorching lava?

I dunked my head under the water and swam to her far corner. I bobbed my head up from the water slowly causing her to shriek in surprise. "Dont' do that!" She panicked. I rose my head up completely and laughed at her terror stricken moment.

Her legs were gathered up to her chest to shield the beautiful immodest body from me. She was watching me carefully, afraid of what I'd do next.

I reached out to stroke her leg under the water, "please don't." Bella begged with pleading eyes. I wrapped my hand around her knee and pulled her out of her fetal position exposing her buoyant breasts.

"What are you going to do?" I asked while sitting down next to her. My arm rose from the water to stroke her damp hair out of her face.

"About you, or in general?" She looked away uncomfortably.

"Both." I trailed my hand down her face and to her shoulder.

She shrugged it off, "I don't know honestly. I don't think I could ever look at the Prince again after what you just put me through." Can't look at him either way since he and your sister are buried outside under the tulips. "... What do you think I should do?"

"You're asking me now? You know what I'm going to say."

"Say it again." I caressed her cheek and placed my forehead against hers. She had need in her eyes.

I brushed my lips against hers. I half expected her to pull away, but instead she intertwined her fingers in my hair and pulled me into a deep libidinous kiss. I licked the outside of her lips for access, but I was denied. I smirked, challenge accepted.

My hand stroked down the side of her body and grabbed her ass. She gasped letting out a small protest. With her mouth still open I used my opportunity and took my liberties inside her mouth, stroking her tongue with mine.

I moved my hand across her thigh to adventure in unexplored territory. She's a shaver. I smiled and slid my finger inside. Fuck she's tight. She moaned and disconnected our kiss in an urgent objection to my actions. She removed my hand away, "Madara, tell me what I should do."

Will I even have to go through with Plan B? Will she just come without me pressuring her? "Come home with me."

She didn't say anything right away, I could see she was deep in thought about everything and anything. I rubbed my hand up her leg and down feeling her soft skin once again. Of all the women I had been with, none had soft skin. Medics and bar-hags tended to be more on the rough side, Bella would be a welcome change in my life.

"What will you do with me if I say yes?"

Everything… I will do absolutely everything to you. I looked over her wet body as she waited for my answer. "When you say do with you-"

"How will you go about our relationship, how will you take care of me, what do you expect from me in return?" She was obviously worried about my intentions, as usual.

I rolled my eyes, you have no trust in me. "Going about our relationship? Well I was going to first ask you to marry me- then move you into my house- then hopefully start a family with you." She looked wildly around the room in complete surprise, expecting someone to pop out and go 'JUST KIDDING.' She turned back to me with her mouth ajar. "Of course I would take care of you by giving you free reign over the house and whatever else you wanted." She stared at my stupefied, as if she had never heard such nonsense. "Basically all I would want in return is for you to say I do and wear the nice ring I got you- that's in my pants over there." I pointed back at my black plants that held a small bulge in the pocket area.

"... you're kidding?" She breathed and covered her mouth with both hands.

"Sorry, did you expect me to go down on one knee or something…? I'm not exactly a romantic."

She blinked repeatedly, she looked horrified and thrilled all at the same time. "What about Carla and my father… the Prince…. Your family?"

"I'll take care of it," I pulled her so she was straddling my lap. She gasped once she felt my erection poke into her thigh.

"Oh my… uhm… well…." she flustered herself and tried to move away. I locked my hands to her hips and held her firmly in place. "I shouldn't… I should wait…"

I grinded against her, bending her will. "For who, your husband? I'm right here." I love the sound of that. She leaned her head back and moaned sweetly as the tip messaged her entrance.

She wanted me I could tell by the way her eyes rolled to the back of her head in ecstasy when I touched her. The only thing stopping her from being with me was her strange wish to do right by her dead mother.

"Madara," She moaned as I captured one of her breasts in my mouth and sucked on it. She wrapped her arms around my neck and grinded against me slowly. She was giving herself to me now. I had imagined I would need to near rape her before I got her to submit, this will be far more enjoyable.

All I had to do was touch her and she would morph into my palm. It wasn't her who said no, it was the little obedient girl she had been taught to be. "I'm going to make you mine," I whispered and slipped my manhood into her. She yanked at my hair and squeaked out a small breathless moan.

I paused not pushing it any farther inside of her, "That was adorable." I mused at her swift high pitched noise. I grinded deeper into her earning another and another till I was all the way in. Her walls gripped around me inflexibly. I could tell I had ripped her severely by the way the water turned water red momentarily around us. "Don't move, please." She begged and laid her head against my shoulder with her hand still gripping the back of my hair. She breathed heavily and moaned in pain as the area beneath her alarmed her senses.

I brushed my fingertips over her back and sides, mine- you're all mine now. You're the only prayer and wish to have ever come true in my forsaken existence. After several minutes of sitting still she let go of my hair and straightened her composure.

"I didn't know it was going to hurt this bad," She wiped a small tear from her face. "I also didn't think you had an elephant trunk under your trousers."

I smiled proudly, "If you'd stop looking away like a little school girl every time I take my pants off maybe you would have been more prepared."

"I thought one of us should have a little dignity," She attempted to move but found herself unable to do so without moaning.

I held tightly on to her hips and pushed her up and down gently, hoping to earn another sweet moan from her lips. She pushed her hands on to my chest and moved with me letting out a trail of heavy breaths and frustrated whines. She wants more… I couldn't help but smile at the way I could make her fall apart."Do you want to go faster, Princess?" I stopped our flow abruptly, waiting for her to beg me.

Sweetly she closed her eyes and pecked me on the lips, wrapping her arm around my neck to drape my hair. For once, I feel invincible. If I could make this happen... anything is possible. The helplessness and rejection had exited my mind and in my arms I held my small shred of hope that kept me believing in humanity.

"Madara," My erection hardened more so as my name rolled off her tongue. Say it again. "I am not a Princess, when we are alone I am yours." I lost myself in an aggressive whim to consume whatever innocence was left in her. I harshly pulled myself out of her causing her to gasp in pain. A cloud of blood wafted in the water briefly and disappeared.

I stood behind her and pushed her chest against the wall and her knees to kneel on the bench. My hand went to her ponytail and pulled her head back to look at me in her uncomfortable position. "That's right, you are mine."

Out of the corner of her lust filled eyes she glanced at me, "shut up and stick it in." She snapped impatiently.

That's my girl. I smiled and let go of her hair. I grasped her hips in my hands and forced myself back inside. She held on to the wall and squeaked again. That sound makes me want go harder. I moved out and slammed back into her causing a loud scream.

I was too horny and thick headed at the moment to care whether anyone could hear us. My dick slid in and out of her hurriedly as she moaned out a string of loud gasps and orgasmic shrieks.

I slowed down not wanting to cum yet and wrapped my arm around her waist pulling her up so that her back pushed against my chest. I bent forward and sucked on her neck and she leaned her head back against my shoulder to allow me further access. I left a trail of hickeys down and around her neck so that no man could possibly lay claim on her. She didn't seem to mind any more, she was too engulfed into pleasure.

"Harder please," She whispered. I thrusted deeper inside willing her to undo before me. "More," I could feel by the way she contracted around me that she was close. I ravished her brutally exciting her to the point that she was praying.

"Oh God, I feel like I'm going to collapse. What's happening?" She held on to the ledge again and scratched her fingernails against the stone.

"You're going to cum," I answered her. Has she ever touched herself before? She fully contracted around me suffocating my member pleasantly. I closed my eyes and grunted as I fucked her violently and spilled into her.

She sunk down against the stone and panted with me as we came down from our high. I waited till every last drop was inside her and hesitated to pull out. I need just a few more minutes, I don't want to let go.

I sat down on the bench and pulled her to sit horizontally across my lap with my member still inside. She rested her head on my chest and closed her eyes tiredly. "We'll leave tomorrow." I stroked her arm softly.

I could feel her nod her head, as I petted her hair softly and kissed her forehead, "and just in case you were thinking about bailing on me," groggily she looked up at me with curiosity. "How many days has it been since your period?"

Not amused by my personal question, she bitterly thought it over and slowly her eyes widened and her jaw dropped. There's my smart girl. "...2 weeks... You've been counting the days of my cycle!"

I smiled amused by her reaction. "Originally my Plan B was to sleep with you today and guilt trip you into coming with since there's a 50/50 chance you're pregnant, but since you're willing- it's just a back up." 24 was very early for children in a Shinobi's life, and rare for marriage- but I needed her. I wanted her on my right hand every day and her legs around me at the end of every night.

Her mouth was still hanging open and she stared at me with dull bored eyes, "you're horrible. That's a horrible thing to do to someone!"

"It would have been a horrible thing to do, now it's just me getting ahead of the whole 'family making game.'"

She sat up from my lap and sighed, walking sorely to the stairs. "You weren't kidding when you said you were ambitious."

I walked up behind her slapped her naked ass,"No, no I wasn't."

"OW, STOP!" She narrowed her eyes and rubbed her ass.