His Possession

- Chapter 10 -

God can give us all,

but He can take it all.

It's He's choice and no one else's.

We are all under Him.

Her heart was hammering inside her chest for that was how much she had freaked out at the sight of the familiar looking man standing by the bed. Only a couple of seconds ago she was still deeply asleep inside her mind, when she suddenly was startled awake. She wasn't sure what had triggered that small panic that caused her to wake up, but what ever it was it wasn't nice.

She was having a hard time breathing and the feeling of panic increased. Not to mention the man standing by her bed didn't help the situation. At that point she was just too startled by so many things that regaining control was hard, and no matter how hard she yelled inside her head to calm down it did nothing to ease the pain. Her chest started to ache, and just as she was about to start trashing on the bed the man leaned over her grabbing her upper arms and forcing her to stay in place.

A buzzing sound filled her ears as she tried to focus on anything but her eyes were wild and taking all in. From the quick glaces while in panic, she was able to notice that the room she was in was completely white. Every furniture was white and so was all the decor, except the flowers in a huge white vase. Or that's what she thought it was.

Still the buzzing sound continued and in futile attempt to grab anything, Sakura was surprised to notice that her arms were free. Her hands grabbed something soft but sturdy, as a pair of warm hands cupped her cheeks to stop her head from moving. She was forced to look into a pair of deep red eyes that were in an odd star shape until everything went back to completely black.

For a moment she thought that she was so much in panic that she had actually passed out, but as she tried to open her eyes, instead of staying closed while asleep, her eyes opened to familiar sight. Her bros furrowed in confusion as she looked around the Sabaku household's living room. She was sitting on the soft sofa wearing jeans that Temari got for her and a plain white shirt.

But instead of being indulged in the warmth of the home she had been living for a while now, she felt somehow separated from the whole scene. As if she didn't belong in it. However, everything was where they should be. Nothing was out of place except the air inside the room.

A knock on the door made Sakura stand up from the couch and walk to the front door. Unfortunately there wasn't an eye hole to look through so she put the safety lock on the door and opened the door as far as the safety lock could allow. There, leaning on the further wall of the door frame with his shoulder was the man that she had seen before she had passed out again.

And she finally realized who he was, because she had seen him back in the convent when the their leader was taken. She can still recall how devastated the convent was after the event, and to make matters worse she was taken by the god of Darkness. No one couldn't believe it since their cherished leader was the most pure person the whole world.

It was the last thing anyone could have imagined. Fortunately before she was taking she had reassured everyone that everything was going to be okay. But still the looking figure of the god did anything except sooth them. For Sakura the entire situation was weird since the abbess, Ichoyo, decided to add Sakura into the mix by showing her odd mark.

As she looked straight in the eye of the god, she felt a tingling sensation on that mark on the back of her neck. Instinctively her hand reached to touch he mark and something flashed in the god's eyes. But he didn't say anything. He just started at her and waited, as if he knew that she might slam the door to his face.

She had to swallow a couple of times before she could say something.

"What's going on?" her voice was almost like a whisper aside from her trying to make her voice work properly.

He didn't answer right away and continued to stare at her with emotionless eyes. As she stared back at him and a flash of red, like a memory, flickered in his eyes. And then she remembered looking right into his eyes before everything turned black. The star shaped eyes felt familiar, even more familiar than the house behind her.

"I brought you back." Sakura's eyes widen at the low sound of his voice that caused chills to ran down her back.

"Y-you brought me back? From where?"

"From the human world."

Her hand was clutching the doorknob like it helped her to stay upright.

"From the human world?" she repeated his words as a question, and he nodded slowly.

To be honest Sakura waited for someone to come and say that this was a joke. A big joke to tease her because she was sure Temari could plan something like that. But she couldn't see Temari anywhere outside as she looked around the front yard and neither did she hear anything coming from the house. Even the god in front of her wasn't showing anything that might give her a clue. So this isn't a joke. That was the only conclusion. And nonetheless she's seen the god before. She's seen what he is capable of, and felt the power, just like every other nun in the convent.

"So this isn't Temari's house," she whispered.

"You panicked. I had no other choice to calm you down than to create a hallucination."

She swallowed hard and glanced behind. Everything was exactly as she remembered the house to be. It was weird. But even more weirder things happen in life. And that is where her life was headed.

"Can you bring me back?"

Dark eyes turned to red with the star shaped things and she started to feel faint. The feeling was as if she was flowing and her whole world shifted back upside down. The next time she opened her eyes she was laying on her back with the god leaning over her holding her wrists. Carefully, as if she would jumped at any moment he pulled back, but didn't take his eyes off of her.

His eyes had turned back to normal as Sakura took her time to sat up. Her head was slightly dizzy so she blinked a couple of times. The feeling of coming out of that hallucination was disorientating and Sakura couldn't help but close her eyes for a while. With her hand she massaged her temples.

"I'm sorry," Sasuke's voice apologized and Sakura tuned to him, "What?"

"The genjutsu has small side effects that can occur if you're not used to it."

"Oh, right."

"You're thirsty." he again suddenly exclaimed.

"How do you know?" Well of course he knows if he's a god.

"You put your hand on your throat." he nodded in her direction before averting his eyes to the bedside table, "There's some water for you."

As she reached for the jug and class Sakura eyed the man standing next to the wall observing her. He hadn't taken a step close to her after he stepped away from her. Clearly he didn't want to scare her when he even allowed her to reach for the water jug on her own. She was glad that he was allowing her to do it on her own, even though she can see how his fingers twitched and legs moved restlessly as if he wanted to come and help. But doing everything on her own gave her a feel of normalcy.

Nothing of this situation was normal to no extent, but doing things on her own was a relief. From her time in the convent she's been so used to doing everything by herself. Cleaning and cooking are as normal to her as breathing, and the idea of someone doing them for her, even if it was just making her bed was absurd. Temari had made her bed not too long ago, and Sakura had asked her to not to do it again. The older woman was a bit confused since she's always made the beds in every room but when Sakura explained the situation she understood and left Sakura's room alone.

She drank the water gladly but couldn't shake off the feeling that the god was acting a bit weird.

"You do know that I'm not an injured animal?"

"Yes."

"Then why do you treat me like one?"

Sasuke, to this moment didn't look away from Sakura but now looked towards the ceiling high windows as if recalling something. Sakura tilted her head and waited. Now that she looked at the god, he looked a little sad. She had no idea why and the small glint of sadness in his eyes wasn't giving anything away. He was like a white wall. An enigma. She couldn't read him.

"You don't need to worry about that." was his reply.

"I need to worry about it!" she exclaimed. "I'm the one who's being treated like a child. I want to know what is going on."

"I'll take you back to the bedroom, if you've calmed down." he said instead of answering her question.

Sakura wanted to slap his face and that thought actually surprised her. She wasn't the type to be violent. But something about this man in front of her made her want to show him that she wasn't a damsel in distress.

And then a wave of blurriness surrounded Sakura. Her head throbbed and she felt really dizzy for a while, until everything just stopped and she blinked. The sight had returned back to the very ornate ceiling. It took her a moment to gather her surroundings and get grasp of reality. She was back in that unfamiliar room. There was no sight of the cold weird reality of her home at the Sabaku's.

It was an odd feeling because she felt more at home in here than she did in that hallucination.

Suddenly remembering the man in the same room, she turned her head to look at the other side of the room. He was at the other end of the room with as much space between them as he can. Sakura felt relieved that he wasn't in her personal space because after everything that has happened she really needed her own space. And no matter how much she had tried to wrap her mind around the fact that gods do exist, it only confuses her more.

Their leader has always believed strongly in gods, but even though Sakura believed in them, she never could have imagined they truly can exist. Their presence has always been more mental and spiritual to her than physical. And the most confusing thing is that the way humans have been portraying the one and only God of Death, has been so accurate.

His smoldering dark eyes and midnight black hair, all the way down to his physique. It was unbelievable. The few pictures that she has seen of him were very much similar to him with few details that weren't accurate.

What Sakura said next surprised even herself, "Are you really the God of Death?"

"Yes."

"I want to go home." And by home she meant the Sabaku's home. She wanted to look for a job to make a living for herself, and maybe at some point go and visit everybody in the convent. She missed them more than anything and even Temari encouraged her to go and see them. Chiyo probably was already missing her and expecting a visit.

"You can't."

Sakura's brows furrowed, "Why not?"

"Your body is too weak."

Sakura pulled herself into a sitting position.

"I fell completely fine. My body is fine."

A stubborn looked flashed in the god's eyes and he crossed his arms over his chest. His muscles were rippling against the fabric of his shirt and Sakura felt an odd thumb inside her chest. Thinking nothing of it she made a move to get off the bed only to stop when she noticed she was wearing unfamiliar clothing. The soft white silk garment went a little over her knees with thin straps keeping it in place. And as she leaned again from the pillows, she felt a cold air brush her back.

"What's this?" she asked in alarm and pulled the cover closer to her body.

"Your clothes." He shrugged and took a few steps closer.

"These aren't my clothes. I was wearing a jacket and jeans when I-" then her bran wheeled back and she stopped mid-sentence. A realization came over her and her sucked in a breath. She could remember the lights of the car coming towards her like a bulldozer, and then everything's black. The last thing she can remember is the pain surrounding her from everywhere.

"I was in a car crash." she mumbled.

Then her eyes whipped to look at the god now standing next to her bed, "What happened to me? Did I die?" The desperation was obvious in her voice as it cracked.

"No."

"No? Then where am I exactly?" She questioned and looked through the massive windows to outside. She could see a huge white structure with pillars and a lot of green. The light pastel colored curtains flew in the wind that came through the open doors. Other than the curtains that vary from blue to pink and all the way to green and yellow, the room was completely white.

The whole atmosphere was calm and relaxed. Even though, it was sunny outside and she could hear birds chirping as if it was a hot summer day, she didn't feel hot. She felt just perfect; not too cold or warm.

"Home."

"This isn't my home," she said stubbornly and pouted her lips.

"This is more your home than any other place."

"Can you stop with the riddles and get to the point." Sakura snapped and glared at the god. She was well aware that she shouldn't go around and glare at a god, but this guy was getting on her nerves. She was fed up with everything and just wanted to go home.

"You're a goddess." He finally said and Sakura was sure that her world dimmed for a second. The words that left his mouth were something her brain couldn't understand nor comprehend. You just didn't go around telling people they are god. Especially to people like Sakura, who's living in a convent for her entire life believing that they must serve the gods. She's been taught to cherish the Goddess Tsunade and her healing talents, and to not shun the God of Darkness, but still not to praise him.

That has been her reality. That has been how her live has steadily moved forward, until that faithful day this man standing before her came to the convent. That was the day that everything she believed in was changed. She feared for Ichoyo's life and feared that the God of Darkness was there to claim her to Hell. But the way Ichoyo looked so serene was odd. She knew she wasn't going to Hell, because she believed in the Goddess Tsunade.

And that is exactly what Sakura has only believed in these past months.

"You're kidding," she breathed out, but the level look he gave her spoke something else. He was far from kidding. He wasn't known for making jokes. He made sure that things worked normally and it wasn't his style to make funny jokes and play with others.

"You're not kidding." Sakura had to swallow hard after that. And as he mind started to race though ever small thing that might indicate that she was something else than human, her hand unconsciously traveled to the back of her neck. As he fingers gently brushed the tattoo she's always thought to be a birthmark, everything is a little bit clearer to her.

Back in the convent when it was their leader's last day, she had shown that mark to the god. She had shown it to him like it was something that made her different from everyone else. As if she was something more than just a girl about to leave the convent and find a life of her own. But like in every book she's has read, she didn't feel like she didn't belong. She knew there was something bigger coming to her, but it wasn't something like this.

When she decided to leave the convent, she thought that that decision was the big chance she has waited, and nothing more. She was happy at the time. She felt relieved to make her own life how she wanted it to be. Everything was just right.

"What happened?" She wanted to know. Needed to know.

"You should rest." Was his reply and just as she was about to demand a better answer a soft knock interrupted her.

"Come in." The God said and the door opened to reveal a familiar face.

Ichoyo came in with a tray in her hands. Or at least it looked like the firmer leader of Sakura's convent, for this was a much younger version. There wasn't as much wrinkles on her face and she wasn't as chubby. It was an odd sight to see and for that Sakura's eyes were wide as plates and mouth hang open. The woman didn't seem at all offended by Sakura's obvious gawking and just brought the tray with supports on the bed.

The tray was filled with exotic looking fruits and drinks with something that looked familiar to yogurt and bread. The whole thing smelled absolutely amazing and only then Sakura realized that she was actually really hungry. Her stomach growled loudly and she twisted her head away in shame. How could she so openly express herself in front of her leader? It was absurd and unforgivable.

But Ichoyo bowed her head at her before pointing at the food and telling her to eat. Then she turned to the only man in the room, who never turned his gaze away from the pink haired beauty.

"I will come back in an hour to take back the tray."

He nodded at her and gave her permission to leave.

Sakura was sure her head was about to explode. She just couldn't comprehend what was going on.

"You should eat and then rest." Came Sasuke's voice and with her body numb after everything she just nodded. She just chose whatever from the tray and ate like a robot. Her head was starting to pound and she wanted to sleep.

After eating half of what was ln the tray and watching the god strolling around the room, she pushed the rest away and laid down. She had no idea she was this exhausted and almost as soon as her eyes closed she was asleep.

The next time Sakura came around the room was filled with red glow of the sunset. And this time there was no one else in the room. Not even a signs of anyone else except her and even the tray had been taken away. Her mind instantly reeling back to the conversation she had with the God Sasuke. The things he said were unbelievable. There was no way this was her home or that she was a goddess.

She got up from the bed stretching her aching muscles. Her body was a little numb after so much sleeping and it took a moment to get her body's feelings back. Her back cracked and she sighed in content. Now she had to find something better to wear than the sheet nightie she was in. And as her mind went back to the god she now properly realized that he had seen her in these clothes.

Her face heated right away from embarrassment as she looked down at the skimpy clothing. If you looked well, you could she that it was see through. Her hands flew instantly to her chest to cover it. It was so embarrassing to know that he had probably seen her naked body. When sitting on the bed she hadn't realized how see through it actually was.

But who changed her clothing? Was it the god or maybe Ichoyo?

A light knock on the door brought her back and she turned towards it. For a moment no one came in and Sakura thought that they had left until another set of knocking came.

"C-come in.." Sakura said reluctantly, not sure whether her should say that or stay quiet.

Ichoyo came into the room and bowed her head.

"My Lady, I am here to get you into proper clothing. Lord Sasuke is waiting you in the lounge." the older woman said and walked through a set of doors. Sakura peeked her head to see where she went and saw Ichoyo looking around a stack of clothing hanging on the wall.

She chose a pastel green dress and walked with it to Sakura.

"Is this okay?" Ichoyo asked and Sakura looked a little shocked.

"What do you mean?" she awkwardly asked, but instead of being treated like an idiot, Ichoyo smiled gently, "I mean, do you like this dress? Would you wear it or something else?"

"Oh," Sakura mumbled and nodded her head, "It's fine."

"Good. Let us get you out of that night dress and to the bath." Ichoyo said and turned around to place the dress on top of a dressing screen before disappearing through another set of doors into the bathroom. Sakura followed her into it and was surprised to find a luxurious room with marble everywhere. In the middle of the room was a huge bath that could easily fit five people. And Ichoyo was at the end of it turning the faucet on.

Soon she was putting other liquids from the selves in the bathroom to the bath water and the room was soon filled with amazing aromas. The scent was unfamiliar to Sakura, but it reminded her of one of the fruits she had eaten before she had fallen asleep.

As she looked around the room again she noticed the same huge windows looking to the garden. It seemed that there was no privacy in here at all and everyone that just walked past the windows could easily see inside. Luckily it was probably a second or a third level so there was at least some privacy.

Ichoyo seemed to notice the troubled look in her face bacause she suddenly said, "There is a spell in the windows. Everyone who looks inside can only see an empty bathroom, so no one can see you in here. You, yourself, came up with it."

"I've never come up with any spell." Sakura said.

"You will remember everything in due time." The gentle smile given to Sakura was calming and assured her that everything was going to be okay. She had to be calm now. She couldn't just go and lose her mind after hearing all of this. There are things she can't understand in this world, but she guesses that in the future she can finally understand something. Now everything was so weird and odd. And she wasn't sure whether or not she wanted to remember everything.

"Let us get you to the bath." Ichoyo said and went around Sakura to pull the knot behind her neck. Sakura was utterly startled when the night dress fell down from her body and she was completely naked in front of the older woman. Her hands were covering her private parts as she couldn't get any words out of her mouth. How in the world can Ichoyo look so calm as if it was normal to see her naked?

"Do you need assisting with bathing?"

"No!" Absolutely not! She needed her privacy and this was going to far. She wasn't used to being this open to anyone. In the convent they washed in the same shower room but there were shower stalls that covered everyone. Every now and then you might see a glimpse of everyone but it wasn't this open. Temari had tried to coax her to go into a bath house with her but she was just too uncomfortable with the idea of being naked around unfamiliar people.

Ichoyo left the bathroom with another bow and closed the door after herself.

Sakura sighed deeply after she was sure no one could hear.

The bath was already filled to the brim and Ichoyo had turned the water flow off. As Sakura tisted the temperature with her hand it was just perfect. It was a little warm, but no too much. She easily dipped herself into the bath and instantly all of her muscles relaxed. It was odd to be in a bathtub this huge and in the middle of a room with a perfect view of the garden. The sight was absolutely stunning with the white marble all around her.

Honestly speaking it was the most beautiful place she could ever imagine.

The bath was so relaxing that Sakura lost the track of time. She just laid there staring at the ceiling until Ichoyo knocked on the door calling for her.

"My Lady, are you ready yet?"

"Y-yes! I'll be out in a minute!" She finally got out of the bath and quickly took a towel from a shelve embedded into the wall. As she wrapped it around her, she noticed a huge wall on the other side of the bathroom. She could clearly see herself in it even from the distance, but as she looked at her reflection she couldn't help but feel like she wasn't looking at herself. As she walked closer to the mirror she noticed the changes; her hair was somehow longer and reached a little lower than her waist and looked brighter. It glowed like the hair she's seen on those commercials all over the TV and her eyes seemed lighter. It felt like she had become even more exotic than she already was for her her face looked less rounded and more sculpted.

Her brows furrowed at the same time with her reflection, confirming that it indeed was her. She looked strange. Somehow more alluring than she was used to. Her mouth even seemed more plum then normally.

"My Lady?" came Ichoyo's voice again and this time Sakura turned around and went for the door. Ichoyo was waiting inside the bedroom, and as Sakura went inside she noticed that the woman had cleaned the entire room already. The flowers had been changed that were on the table in front of a mirror and the pillows seemed more fluffy.

"You don't have to call me like that." Sakura said. She was getting annoyed for being addressed like that especially by Ichoyo. She was older than her and was the leader of the convent. Something like this shouldn't be happening. Sakura should be the only pamper the older woman with this much attention, not the other way around.

But that woman is a machine, she mused to herself. She can get more done in such a short period of time than Sakura in the same amount of time.

And soon she was brought back to present when Ichoyo pulled the towel from around her once again leaving her naked. She cursed inside her mind and covered everything she could. She gave a little prayer to Goddess Tsunade to apologize for her ruse words. But seriously? Didn't she know what modesty means?

On the bed was laid lingerie for her to wear and at least now Ichoyo had the decency to turn around as Sakura put on the lacy garments that once again were completely white. Why in the world was everything white? It was a very pretty color and to be more exact it was her favorite one, but it was odd how almost everything was in that color. As she thought to herself Ichoyo pulled the pastel green dress over her head and slipped her into it. Sakura barely had any time to move her hand to not get the stuck inside the dress, but just like that she was in it and Ichoyo pulled the zipper up.

Just then Sakura noticed that the dress fit her perfectly and was completely sleeveless. Her shoulders were bare and on show, which was something she wasn't used to. But she knew better than to complain about it for Ichoyo was already doing so much for her. She had cleaned the room and made a bath for her. How can she do everything for her and not look even a little sour? Actually she looked more than happy to do everything. The smile that was on her face never left.

But she had to admit that the dress was gorgeous; it was tight till her waist and then flared all the way to the ground. And as Ichoyo pulled her to sit in front of a vanity mirror and she sat down she noticed the huge tight opening going all the way almost to her hip. Her fingers wrapped around the soft multi-layered fabric and pulled the gap closed.

"You don't have to be so self conscious here," Ichoyo chuckled and with another towel dried Sakura's hair even more than she had. Even though, it was still wet she braided it for her so that it came down her shoulder and to Sakura's chest. The braid was a very rustic looking and not meant to be sleek. After putting a long and thin jewelry to wrap around her head and down the brain, she deemed the hair do done.

Sakura was fiddling with her fingers, obviously uncomfortable because all of the attention.

A gentle hand settled on Sakura's shoulder, "Do not worry, my Lady. I am very much pleased to serve you so do not feel uncomfortable at all."

Sakura smiled back, but it wasn't enough to reassure her completely.

"Shall we go?" Ichoyo asked and went to open the door. But as Sakura got up from the chair she noticed something missing, "What about shoes?" she asked.

Ichoyo seemed surprised by the question for a moment until realization dawned on her, "You do not normally use them, my Lady."

"I can't walk around someone's house without shoes on." How come she doesn't wear shoes?

"I can get you a pair if you would like."

"Thank you." Sakura bit her lip and watched as Ichoyo disappeared into the closet again. Than she came out with a silver colored pair of heels. Sakura put them on after Ichoyo almost put them on for her, but she quickly said she wanted to do it herself. And then they finally were able to leave the room.

Sakura felt giddy as she followed after the woman leading her and at the same time admired the place. It was huge and the halls went on and on. When they descended down a flight of stairs they came to the front of the house. The pair of doors were wide open into a wide front yard with cobble stone roads and a lot of green bushes and trees. But before she could take a proper look Ichoyo continued forward and she had to hurry after her.

Finally they seemed to reach their target as Ichoyo stopped under a arched door way and with a tilt of her head and a smiled told her to go inside. Carefully Sakura walked under the arch and as she started hearing steps she turned around to see Ichoyo walking away from the room and disappear behind a corner.

"You look enchanting," came a low reply.

Sakura turned around to see the God of Darkness standing ten feet away. He was standing in the middle of couches that were in a lower area in the room. He looked massive and a true contrast to everything inside the house. He was wearing a black military type of jacket that has golden buttons on two rows on the front and golden linings. The black trousers and shoes only completed the dark look, and for some reason Sakura felt her breath caught in her throat. His muscles were hidden under the fabric of the jacket but you could see the fine line of his body; his wide shoulders and narrow hips.

And he was unbelievably tall, as he came to stand in front of her.

He tilted his head and looked down at her, "Something wrong?" His voice was teasing and Sakura knew right away that she had been caught looking at him. Wanting to have some space between them she quickly side stepped him, and went to sit on one of the three couches that surrounded a glass table, with a colorful flower arrangement on top of it.

"Glad to know, you still have your temper." he chuckled and took a seat on the other end of the couch. Sakura glared t him for not going to sit on one of the other two couches. He could have easily done that but the slight tugging of his lip indicated that he did it on purpose. Sakura shook her head in annoyance and crossed her arms, "I was informed that you were waiting for me."

"Yes, and I'm very glad I did." Sasuke said with a poker face.

"Stop flirting."

"We're waiting for Tsunade to arrive. I haven't been in the mood to talk with The God, so Tsunade's been the one in contact with him." He suddenly changed the topic.

As Sakura listened to his words her brow raised, "God? Aren't you a god?"

Sasuke nodded slowly, "There's an even higher God than me or you. He created everything and tells us what to do occasionally." The clear distaste was evident in his voice and Sakura found herself thinking what had caused it. His eyes had darkened obviously as he mention the God he was talking about, and it didn't look good. All she could gather from that look that passed on his face so quickly is that he isn't very happy with the God.

"What?" Sakura was surprised. Never has she thought that there was someone even greater.

"Where is my precious darling?" A loud voice made Sakura startled and she turned on her seat to look behind her. There was the goddess Tsunade. Instantly she stood up and just as she was about to get down on her knees and bow, Sasuke caught her arm and pulled her up right.

A knowing smiled came on the older woman's face as she came further in the room, but Sakura couldn't focus on her anymore. The hold Sasuke had on her caused tingles all over her body. Her body just lit up like a flame and her eyes were glued to Sasuke's slim fingers around her arm. His hold was relentless and as she finally broke the spell his touch had on her, she hissed at him, "What are you doing?"

She was taught to bow down when seeing a god, especially if that god was Tsunade.

"Sasuke, let her go." Tsunade said sternly and when Sasuke let her go, Tsunade wrapped her arms around Sakura. Sakura's eyes wide as plates and her body tense as a statue.

"I've truly missed you, Sakura." the goddess said and finally let her go. She held Sakura at her arms distance.

"You haven't changed at all. It's so good to see you, everybody has missed you so much."

"Um-" Sakura mumbled, "I-I d-do-"

"It's okay! Everything will come back to you in time." she calmed Sakura her and turned to Sasuke, "He's waiting for you."

Instantly the blank look on his face turned into a sour one, "I don't care", he said and tuned away.

"Sasuke, you cannot deny him for much longer."

He face Tsunade and glared at her, "I have nothing to talk with Him."

"He has something very important to tell you." Tsunade crossed her arms and gave a glare of her own.

Sasuke merely sat down on one of the couches and ignored the blond goddess. He wasn't going to see God even if he was forced. He was tired of the schemes and annoying tricks He played all the time. No doubt he was going to say something that will make Sakura once again disappear. And that was the last thing Sasuke wanted, so if he had to avoid him for eternity then that's what he will do.

"You really don't want to know what he's going to do if you don't go."

"Hn."

"I don't know what He is fully meaning, but He mentioned that he will involve Sakura in this, if you don't go. And he was serious. You haven't been in contact with Him for a while and He is getting frustrated." Tsunade insisted and as she went for another couch, she pulled Sakura to sit with her. "He is expecting you, right now."

Sakura watched the exchange and was getting worried for the handsome god sitting opposite of her. He wasn't listening anything the goddess was telling him and the things Tsunade mentioned didn't sound appealing to her. Especially when she mentioned that the God was going to go something to her, worried her. She was already be though much right now. Last thing she wanted was to go through something like this again.

Her head was spinning already because of everything, and she just wanted Sasuke to go and meet the God.

"I'm not going."

Just as Tsunade opened her mouth to insist that he goes, Sakura interrupted her, "I'm really tired and I swear, if I'm thrown in to something like this again just because you won't meet this God of yours, than I'm going to do something I probably will regret." Both gods seemed utterly surprised by Sakura's sudden outburst and Tsunade even went as far to laugh.

Sakura's voice was strict as if she wasn't going to take any bullshit from anyone. She was exhausted and even though in her mind she was challenging someone much stronger than her, she was tired. He was like a child throwing a tantrum.

Closing his eyes in defeat Sasuke sighed.

"Fine."

He is so in love. He just can't deny her.

But there will be a conflict in the next chapter between them. Many of you might already guess. ;-)

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Lady Rini

Yami no Emi

MDesireeM

ILoveSxS

crazymel2008

and three guests.

Next update will be sometime in the next month. Not sure yet when. I have a lot of school work to do before May so as soon as I'm done with them, I'm also free to write.

- Jakura