Another update and on Halloween night too!

I gave up trick-or-treating for this so be thankful (Ill just steal from my little brother anyways Lol)

I actually got the torture part (You'll see after reading) from a lifetime movie I forget what it's called but w.e

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Sakura woke up by the throbbing sound of her muscles contracting on the right side of her forehead.

Sakura kept her eyes closed because the pain she was experiencing on her face was too much, Sakura wiggled in the sheets uncomfortably and noted one thing this isn't her bed.

Sakura's blanket was a heavy itchy blanket that prickles your skin if you even breathe and it hurts so much you just lay on the designed part.

The bottom of her bed was stiff as if never been slept in for years.

Sakura opened her eyes painfully waiting for her vision to come back, once it did she knew for a fact it wasn't her room.

Sakura sat up while taking the ice pack in her hand she looked around, there was a door on the far end of the right side of the bed the bed was positioned in a middle of a wall with the headboard and wall so close together you couldn't fit your hand through it.

On the opposite side of the bed wall there was a closet door that was open filled with bright colored clothes that had a heavy set of dust on it. Along with the hats that were hung up on the inside of the closet door looked worn out and frayed.

There was a small kids chalkboard next to right side of the closet. A chalkboard you'd get a five year old to occupy its own time.

On the left side of the room there was an old red wood dresser three long shelves at the bottom coming up and the very top of the dresser were two smaller dresser shelves that had a key lock graved in it.

Beside the tall dresser was a small desk with ripped papers around the floor on it that had a light shade of yellow to it, on top of the desk was a body length mirror settled in the middle of the desk.

The carpet was a fade away blue; the walls were painted a light silvery kind of pink.

There was a small red wood nightstand beside her bed that held two pictures along with an oil lamp.

Sakura picked up the first picture that was in black and white it had a sort of belly pot of a man in an old fashioned kimono, he was glaring down at a woman that was probably thirty-five and a five year old girl in the woman's lap.

Sakura set the first picture down gently and took the second picture that was in color.

It was more updated it was one like Sakura took when she joined team seven.

There was a slim guy in the back round that had dark hair you couldn't see his eyes because he was smiling big.

There was a girl that had blonde hair and lime green eyes she was small she was in a blue halter top and looking at the boy beside her with hearts in her eyes.

There was a smaller girl in the middle smiling big she had soft red hair that was in big curls that rested on her shoulders delicately, she had sea foam blue eye color.

She looked EXACLY like a porcelain doll, she was pale, no beyond pale her hair looked soft that it didn't even look real and her eyes held that glassy look and her cheeks were a natural shade of light pink; her lips looked like someone spent five years to sculpt, perfectly, delicately. She was also small really small like she wasn't fed for days but not so small it's unattractive, it looked like smallness ran in the family.

Then on the left there was a boy he was leaning in a casual posture he had a black shade of hair color or it was just dark brown. His eyes were pale blue he was looking at the girl in the middle with desire and envy.

Sakura did another look over on the picture and found something she didn't, the boy on the left wasn't just any boy but it was her dad. And the girl on the right was her mother she knew it was.

Sakura knew they had been in the same team when they were younger, but no one ever talked about the sea foam eyed doll in the middle.

Sakura set down the picture and slipped out of bed.

When Sakura got up she noticed she wasn't wearing her clothes. She had on a nightgown that you'd find in a kiddie section for Amish girls!

It was made out of heavy material and it was pink it barely touched the top of her knees. It went up and made inch long straps so it hung on her shoulders. There was white lace at the top of her boobs and another white lace around the bottom of them; there was also white lace at the end of her skirt.

Sakura looked in the full body length mirror to see her hair has been curled up in big curls that swayed on her shoulders when she moved even the slightest inch. She also discovered why her face hurt early and why she was wearing an ice pack.

She had an ugly looked bruise coming from out of her hair and onto her forehead I was a dark shade of brown and on the left side of her bottom lip there was a big cut that was noticeable for all to see because it was still a bright red from the dried blood.

'Woah this is like something Steven King would write about.'

'Its pretty freaky if you ask me I don't want to stick around for the encore.'

Sakura quickly took a once over of the room locating the door she quickly walked over to it and turned the doorknob. But like every movie it was locked Sakura tried harder.

'Wait why am I pulling on it I can knock it down with chakra.'

Sakura quickly concentrated chakra into her arms only for it to fail.

She looked down quickly seeing chakra depletion seals on both wrists and ankles.

'Damn that kinda ruined plan b'

Sakura took a deep breath but was interrupted when she heard a key slide into the doorknob.

Sakura quickly dashed over to the right side of the bed watching as the door opened up.

Sakura gasped in surprised seeing her suppose to be father walk in with a tray of food and hot milk.

He seemed very much alive except the only thing indicating that he was hurt was a bandage wrapped around his neck.

He looked at Sakura with envy in his eyes and smirked he walked calmly over by Sakura, Sakura seeing this climbed into bed scotching how far she could over to the left side of the bed.

He quickly turned on the oil lamp casting shadows on objects that didn't even exist.

He smiled a little at Sakura that cringed at seeing such a face ever dare try to look among the innocent.

He sat on the edge of the bed offering the tray to Sakura who looked down upon it was caution and disgust.

"You're finally awake Aya im glad we've been apart for far too long, but now there's no more Misami to separate us, neither of us will outlast each others love."

Sakura looked at him shocked "Im not Aya im Sakura your daughter."

Michi smiled lightly a reassuring smile and rested his hand on top of Sakura's but she quickly took it away like it burnt.

Michi looked at her sternly "Its okay Aya you don't need to pretend anymore no one knows where we are no one suspects a thing its only me and you now Aya."

Sakura's eyes burnt with unshed tears and yelled weakly "IM NOT AYA YOU SICK FREAK!"

Michi tsked and sighed, "Come on say it with me I know you'll remember just say it, say Aya."

Sakura shook her head weakly afraid what might happen.

Michi getting low on tolerance grabbed her forearms tightly bruising the skin under his hands "I said say it, say Aya." He managed to say through gritted teeth.

Sakura bit her bottom lip to hold back a whimper from his hard grip drawing new blood from her cut her voice cracked and she forced out a rasped "No".

Michi pushed her away hard and stood up, he walked over to the tall dresser and unlocked on of the small drawers on the top right.

Sakura watched carefully seeing him take out a candleholder and a thick metal rod about an inch tall with swirls designs on it, the tip was pointed to draw blood and the bottom was a charcoal color.

"What's that?"

"You know what it is." Michi answered not taking his eyes off the task, he then pulled out a white candle and placed it in the candleholder and lit it with a match.

He put the matches back in the top drawer and locked it leaving the candle and the metal rod on top of the dresser.

"And if you don't come to your senses before the candle melts to here," he made a line with his finger nail about half an inch below the candles light, "Then ill have to use it."

He walked back to the bed and placed a hand on Sakura's should and said in a deep threatening voice "And I don't want to use it, so don't make me have to."

He took the tray and food with im leaving Sakura shaking with anger and fright.

Anger because she didn't think or even try to fight him, anger at him for being twisted, angry at her mother for not killing him, angry for whoever this Aya is for making him this twisted, angry because Kakashi wasn't there.

She was scared because her mother isn't there, scared because she's been on the last of his lines and get hurt from it, she was scared Kakashi wont find her this time and protect her like always, scared that he might find out too late.

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Kakashi sat with his face in his hands sitting on the coach on his apartment angry because Tsunade made him go home and relax while she sends out the highest rank anbu to look for any sign of her.

Relax, relax, that word was practically foreign to him now that Sakura was gone; he just kept thinking the worse of what might be happening right now to her.

Is she hurt, is she crying, is she scared, is she confused? Kakahsi couldn't stand it he quickly made hand seals and poofed off to the park one more time until he found SOMETHING.

Kakashi was walking on the dirt path out deep in the woods were no one ever goes for fear of getting lost or old myths that was created of this place.

While Kakashi was walking the dirt path he was looking at the ground ten he spotted it, it was small but it was enough. On a rock pointy rock there was blood on it; it wasn't a lot but it was something to begin with.

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-Snickers- I know I could've kept writing I know that I stopped because I know it'll kill you so HA!

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