Chapter Ten:
Now there's green light in my eyes,
and my lover on my mind.
"You have to look extra hot if you're starting your first night in the Black Room! Those other girls will probably act like they hate you, but trust me they are just jealous." said an exuberant older woman who was lining a precise black line over Sakura's top lash line.
The lady brushed Sakura's now semi long hair, and put a product in that made it smell delicious, and made it softer to the touch. She dusted shimmery dust over Sakura's arms and chest and cheeks, making every last touch count.
"Last but not least, red lipstick might be too much for you so I picked a dark pink, it will look nice with your hair." The old woman gleamed with pride of her work. She handed a mirror to Sakura, who's eyes widened.
She looked good, she would admit that. It was so strange to see herself so done up. The pink haired girl shifted uncomfortably in her skin tight black skirt.
Lastly, the older woman pinned a paper with a number onto the front of Sakura's fishnet top.
"This is how you will get picked, if your number is called. You go, got it?" The lady had run over all the proper etiquette, tips, and instructions needed to be one of the girls in the infamous Black Room. It was like Hooker 101. It made Sakura queezy and uncomfortable but she had no plan to stay.
The Black Room was dark, no pun intended. The lighting was dim and colorful and flashy at times. It smelt like a run of the mill bar, but with the smells of perfume and food dishes mixed in. Sakura accompanied about fifteen other girls behind a glass, sitting on velvet cushions. It was like a store display window in a way, but she knew it was probably to keep everyone in one place.
Sakura felt the hungry, hard gaze of every man who stepped up to observe the selection. She did her best do give them disgustingly mean glares back.
"Sakura, you're suppose to be smiling and looking inviting!" Kiko elbowed her, grinning to a samurai who had been at the window a while.
Sakura rolled her eyes.
Yeah right, this is the longest night of my life and if one more man looks at me I swear I will rip his eyes from the sockets with my bare hands, chakra or none!
Inner Sakura fizzled angrily as the young woman tried to keep her self composure.
All I have to do is get alone with one of them really...knock them out, and get my hands on their weapons. Hm, its worth a shot.
Sakura grinned at her little plan in case she was in fact chosen.
"It's going to be a long night." Kiko huffed as the samurai had walked away to get another drink.
"Hmph." Sakura rested her chin on her hand and tried to pretend she was somewhere else.
It was finally the ungodly hour of the night that Sasuke was sure all shameful acts would be committed.
He had found the underground establishment easily, having remembered his time there with Suigetsu. Once he was sure he had relocated it, he waited for the late hours of the night to fall, when the place would be overrun with drunk criminals,adulterous samurai, and every other scum in between that spent their free nights in a secret brothel bar.
The young Uchiha drew his black hood over his head and pulled up the black mask around his nose, wearing a similar shirt that Kakashi wore to conceal his face.
Quietly he entered the dark and flashy underground maze. He was escorted to one of the bars where hostesses walked around giving attention to the customers and pouring drinks. Sasuke sat quietly at a table surveying the area. No pink hair yet.
Sasuke knew this wasn't the only room in the whole place, and if Sakura had been taken, maybe she had truly been forced into prostitution as Suigetsu said was rumored. Although the thought made Sasuke absolutely squirm, he couldn't cancel out that it could very well be true.
"Well...hello there. Could I get you something to drink, sir?" said a flirtatious brunette, twirling her hair in her fingers.
Sasuke cleared his throat and replied, "Do you know where I could get some...service."
"You must want to go to the Black Room, figures as much, I'll show you there handsome." She winked as she took Sasuke through various rooms and hallways before entering the elaborate and luxurious room known as the Black Room. It was obviously intended for men with lots of money to blow, and with dark intentions.
The hostess brought a man dressed in a suit to Sasuke,
"Ah, hello. Our little hostess tells me you come here for," he looked back to the girls in the cushion-y room behind glass, "service." He grinned and showed Sasuke the way.
The man was obviously in charge of payments and making the girls did their job, he explained prices and such to the Uchiha in disguise.
"Now, number 54 is a fine choice, very...cooperative. Ah, there is also number 33 she is just lovely, and experienced. The most popular women are 54, 67, and 12." The suited man went on enthusiastically, trying to sell his scheme.
Sasuke laid eyes on the girl...or rather the young woman with the pink hair. It didn't look like Sakura, but he knew no one else would have that hair...or such green eyes. Her dark pink lips were pouting and her dramatic eyes were staring off into space. More length of her long, milky legs were exposed than he had ever seen before. Sasuke had never seen her look like this, so much he almost had doubts. Sakura looked very much unlike herself, but he knew it was her.
It still made his mouth dry.
"What about the one with the pink hair?" Sasuke inquired to the man.
"Ah, well yes. Number 19. She is brand new, I wouldn't recommend her she may not be very...willing at first. Although, she is a very exotic looking, youthful girl."
"I want her, then." Sasuke tried to keep his voice lower than normal and under a guise.
"Are you sure, sir? What about 56, or the one over there, she is much pricier but she is worth it!" The man was obviously ticked he couldn't get Sasuke to spend more money.
"I said, 19." Sasuke spoke sternly.
"Well...if you wish," The man tapped his finger on a microphone and said cheerfully "Number 19, number 19. Come down, honey!"
Sakura hadn't even budged until Kiko hit her in the arm and motioned explaining that she was being chosen. The calm facade on Sakura's face had instantly fallen, obvious distress painting a picture on her face.
"I will warn you though, she is a rather...feisty individual." The man whispered to Sasuke.
Sakura walked out angrily, when a a couple of men standing by the door whistled at her. One of them even had the nerve to put a hand on her lower back.
"Come to daddy." The older, lecherous shinobi purred disgustingly.
Enraged, the fiery pink headed girl turned around to land in a fist in his stomach, and to twist his wrist, then promptly shoving him backwards into a table.
She bent over, "Who's your daddy now?" she said with an evil grin and stalked away.
"See. I told you. But anyways, I need the payment now. You have an hour, two if you wanna pay a little extra." The man in the suit said in Sasuke's ear and handed him a key to a room down the hall.
The dark haired boy made sure his hooded was still up and his appearance was still concealed as he lead the way, the obviously infuriated girl treading behind him.
Silently he opened the door to a lavish bedroom and shut it behind them. Sakura sat down with her arms crossed and glaring daggers at the hooded man's back.
Don't panic. Do not. Panic.
On the outside Sakura maintained a tough exterior but the whole situation was making her extremely uneasy considering her chakra was cut off.
The mysterious man had yet to face her.
"Look, bastard. I don't care if you paid away your families dinner for the next month, I'm staying right here, fully clothed." She huffed.
The man made a sound with his breath that could have passed for a very faint laugh. Almost.
Finally, he turned around, keeping his head down. He reached under his hood and pulled down the face mask, and very slowly pulled back the black hood.
His dark eyelashes lifted revealing none other than the blood red iris of the sharingan.
Sakura's stomach dropped like a broken elevator, her chest constricting with shock, fear, confusion.
"S-sasuke?"
AN:/ *dodges flying fruit, chairs, etc* I know, I am THAT person who ended a chapter like that.
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