Another round of these damn experiments was the last thing he wanted to undergo, but that was ok he had learned a lot during his "secessions". For instance when the bitch was working she was so lost in her thoughts that even Orochimaru himself walking into the room didn't faze her. Realizing that was what had started the forming of his plan, and today was the day that he was going to act on it.
Patiently he endured the damn pain until he could tell by the look on her face that she was enraptured in his torture. Careful to use slow steady movements he used the kunai that had carelessly been left on one of the other prisoners to cut through the strap across his wrist. Before the bitch had any time to realize that anything was happening he lashed out with it driving it deep into her side and twisting it sharply before pulling it out. Quickly he freed his other arm before beginning a series of hand seals, but he never got to finish them. Before he could blink there was a hand with an iron grip around his neck roughly pushing him down onto the table. He could register nothing but shock when he looked up and realized that it was the Uchiha.
"Why did you stop me I almost had the bitch?" He asked.
"You will not harm her," Sasuke hissed.
"You would protect Orochimaru's whore? We have all seen the things that she has done to you," the man spat out.
"You do not know her," Sasuke growled, "and you will not talk about her in such a way." Sasuke then turned his attention to Sakura who was allowing the blood to flow freely from her wound while she rummaged through a drawer. Finally she withdrew a new set of restraints and placed them on the man's wrists before turning a questioning look on Sasuke.
"Are you alright?" He asked her.
"I am fine," she replied waving off the question. "Why?"
"Why what?" Sasuke didn't understand her question.
"Why would you help me?" She seemed perplexed.
"I have told you before. Even if I tell you again you will not believe me," he sighed. "But I will tell you that I have vowed to protect you and that will not change."
Sakura did not reply only casting an uneasy glance in his direction before returning to her work. She was absorbed until the Uchiha's voice broke through her thoughts.
"What are you doing to him?" Sasuke asked her.
"I have studied you many times is a similar manner," she told him.
"Yes, but I assume that you are so fascinated with my eyes because of the sharingan," he replied.
"The sharingan is why I am interested in both of your eyes," she felt generous with her explanations since he had helped her earlier.
"What?" Sasuke whispered.
"After extensive studies on the chakra pathways to your eyes I believe that I can replicate it. I think that I can reproduce the sharingan in those not of the Uchiha bloodline," she nonchalantly said.
"Does Orochimaru know about this?" Sasuke felt unease rising within him.
"No," she responded. "Today is the first day that I am going to try my theory out. There is no need to bother Lord Orochimaru unless this is a success." That said she turned her attention back to her test subject.
"Direct chakra into your eyes, and do not consider not complying. If you do so I will make sure that this is a most unpleasant experience for you," she instructed.
The man complied and much to Sasuke's horror his eyes turned red and three spinning comma shaped designs appeared. Before he could even fully comprehend what was going on Sakura reached beneath the table and retrieved the kunai that had been dropped earlier. Without so much as blinking an eye she plunged it into the man's heart and watched him struggle for a second before blood ran from his mouth and it was over.
"Success," she declared as she turned away from the table, but a hand grabbing her wrists stopped her.
"Sakura you must not tell Orochimaru about this," Sasuke implored. If it were anyone else standing before him that had just managed to do what he would have thought impossible he would have killed them. But this was Sakura and that was simply not an option. All that he could do was hope that he could convince her to keep the information from dangerous hands.
"Are you really that concerned about others having your precious sharingan?" She asked.
"No, give it to yourself for all I care, but I beg you not to tell him. You have no idea what could happen if its power fell into the wrong hands," he passionately whispered.
"You do know that I did all of this to please my Lord, and my loyalties lay with him before all others," she told him. "Now let's go to the dojo."
Sakura had a lot on her mind as she made her way through the winding corroders on her way to the dojo prisoner in tow. Sasuke was a mystery to her. On more than one occasion she had seen him violently lash out at others including Orochimaru himself, but not once had he ever tried to cause her harm even though the amount of time they spent together undoubtedly left him many openings to do so. On top of that he had intervened on her behalf today even though she could have handled the situation herself. The way he had lashed out at his fellow prisoner for the things the man had said about her was not what one would suspect from your prisoner.
Combine that with the wild stories that Sasuke insisted on telling her of a past that didn't exist and she was starting to get a headache. She was glad that they were going to spar now she felt like that was exactly what she needed to clear her head. The Uchiha never ceased to amaze her when they sparred. Out of respect of the fact that he could not use chakra she in turn never used hers, and even without his chakra he always gave her a run for her money. Orochimaru could not have made a wiser choice for a new vessel.
"Are you sure you are up for this after your injury today?" Sasuke asked her.
"Do you doubt my healing abilities?" She quirked a brow.
"Well I don't exactly get to see them very often anymore," he mumbled though he knew that she heard him.
She chose not to acknowledge his remark about the past that he had fabricated and instead went to the weapons rack and chose a katana for both of them.
"Shall we?" She smirked as she tossed his weapon at him?
With that the dance that they preformed almost everyday began. They both exuded grace and power as they fought and the clash of two such great powers never failed to entrance Sakura. Orochimaru had been teaching her many things and for that she was grateful, but nothing made her blood rush like the matches with her current opponent.
"Too slow," Sasuke proclaimed as he landed behind her placing the dull side of the blade against her shoulder.
"Not a fatal wound," she declared as she dropped down and swept his feet from under him. Quickly she leapt out of his reach knowing that as soon as he regained his footing he would be on her again.
They were soon locked in combat again swords striking and kicks landing. After about half on hour of further sparring Sasuke saw his opportunity and drove her onto the mat instantly pouncing on top of her. He stared down at her panting for breath and looked into her deep green eyes that had once held such life, but were now so dulled that one would never believe that there had ever been anything there.
He wanted more than anything to bring that spark of life back; so without thinking he leaned down and claimed her lips. Her initial response was to tense, but like before it was not long before she was returning his ministrations in full. She ran her fingers through his hair and moaned; the parting of her lips allowing him entrance.
Unfortunately both of them were so lost in the moment that they failed to notice that they were no longer alone. They only realized it when Sasuke was violently ripped from her and thrown into the wall behind them.
"You dare to let him touch you," Orochimaru hissed as he pulled her to her feet by her hair.
"Forgive me my Lord," Sakura said too ashamed to look him in the eye. His reply was a slap hard enough to split her lip.
"I have told you that once I take his body you will be mine. Are you so attracted to that damn vessel that you just couldn't wait? I will have you before any other and I will be your last," Orochimaru punctuated his statement with another slap.
"It will not happen again my Lord," she assured.
"You are damn right it won't you whore," he growled. "I am going to make sure he will never want to touch you again."
"You keep your hands off of her," Sasuke roared as he rushed towards Orochimaru only to be stopped by a grave looking Kabuto.
"You caused this," he told him, "if not for your actions she would have never betrayed him. I am afraid that if you interfere he will only take it out on her."
Sasuke had never screamed so much in his life as he did when he was forced to witness what happened next. Orochimaru ruthlessly ripped Sakura's shirt open revealing her naked breasts to all three men in the room and ran his hand roughly over them.
"Who do you belong to?" Orochimaru hissed.
"You my Lord," Sakura replied her shame evident in her voice.
"Sakura," Sasuke growled "you do not belong to that bastard."
"Who do you desire?" Orochimaru purred.
"No one but you," Sakura whispered unable to keep the tremble from her reply.
Orochimaru then removed a kunai from his pouch and much to Sasuke's horror carved his name down Sakura's side. She didn't even flinch nor did she look at anyone in the room Sasuke knew that her humiliation was now complete. Orochimaru then threw her roughly to the ground.
"Do not heal it and never forget again who you belong to," he punctuated his statement with a kick to the spot where he had just branded her as his possession.
"The war starts now," Orochimaru declared as he flicked her blood from his kunai and turned to face the two men in the room. "Kabuto you are to stay and oversee things here I will be gathering the troops and leaving immediately. Be sure that my pet understands that I do not like having to resort to such punishments but her behavior was not acceptable."
"Yes Lord Orochimaru," Kabuto nodded his head and waited on Orochimaru to leave before he turned to Sasuke and spoke again. "You had better take her to her room."