Sorry for lateness. i had aditions, which went extreamly well, thanks for the people who wished me good luck, and i was hoptiilized for awhile. The summershere so baby, lets party! 2 chapters a week, maybe if I'm kind I'll do 3...

-red

Orochimaru nodded to Sakura, who licked her lips impatiently. He allowed her to wrap up his arms in tape, before pressing her fingers against the skin.

'Let this work,' was all she could think, as her fingers began to glow and turn a hazy purple. Soon, a ball of light passed over his body. An air bubble sustained in the air, frozen in space, like gravity was no more and all the ethics of the world had any meaning. The bubble popped and pain raced through the man's arms and up to his spine, sending tremors of soreness throughout his being.

"Is it done?" a sore, small voice chocked out. Sakura looked up from her work, meeting the cold eyes with anger. It had been almost one week sense her drunken state, but she felt the furious waves of defeat flow through her when he met her eyes.

She dropped her hands and turned away, leaving the bed they were sitting at and walking to the door. Her inner self grasped her bite, massaging the flesh and chewing a hole through her tongue. It still stung. Stung like a wasp's sting, or in this case, a serpent's hold. She could still feel the venom running through her spine, the cold freezing her blood, dilating her pupils.

Careless as she was, he had come to her in the middle of the night, while she was sleeping off the boos. When she awoke the next morning, she knew only the increasing headache from a major hang over. Upon realizing she was naked, and not in the training room she adapted her own personal sanctuary, she panicked.

Her hair was in tight curls, which only happened if she slept with wet hair, and she was wrapped in Sasuke's large, black, sleeveless shirt, with nothing else on. His room was so big and empty, the large navy blue sheets eating her up. She had gone over all the possible situations in her mind, scared the most suitable answer was the truth. Especially sense she had been drugged, and Sasuke had, they had…

It seemed that waking up a night later, naked in his bed, after being drunk, meant only one of two things. A, they had slept together, or b, he took advantage of her, and raped her. Then again, she had come accustomed to waking up partly clothed in Sasuke's room.

What troubled her was not the fact she had probably had sex with Sasuke, but that after everything, he had still let her into his room. No mater how many times she screwed up, he kept saving her. She had prayed it wasn't a or b, but maybe just him, trying to make sure she didn't do something stupid while being sloshed. Yah that had to be it.

Sakura had tried to get out of bed, but her headache had been added with pain, unlike the pain of the lust drug, or the exhaustion from the fight and little food. No, it had been such a burning she passed out, forgetting she was naked and on Sasuke's floor.

"Sakura, are you awake yet?" Sasuke walked to the bed and his eyes widened. Slouched over, a sheet covering her breasts was Sakura. Her hair spread over the floor in curls of coral, but he didn't even recognize her imperial beauty. His whole gaze was directed at her current unconscious state. Why was it he kept finding her unconscious, and then having to take care of her!

Anger had washed over him. Always taking care of her, back then, and now! Sasuke straightened her body and wrapped the sheet firmly around her. No way in hell was he going to dress her. I mean, showering her last night had been enough of Sakura maintenance to last a life time. Sasuke picked her up and carried the woman to the couch, placing her on it gently, and leaving for the bathroom sink.

He wet a cloth and brought it back, placing it across her forehead, however supposedly wide it was, and watched her. She was breathing irregularly, and pain was flashing across her face. Her closed eyes were jumpy, the long black eyelashes sprawled across her ivory cheek flinching upwards.

Her ivory skin, pale and soft. He lifted his face up in confusion. A pale, pink light was seeping over her right cheek. Fingers crept over her cheek, caressing her nose before spreading across it, and devouring her chin. Sasuke leapt up, his hands shaking and suspicion building. He cast a eye to the door on the other end that was hanging slightly off its hook, to the girl writhing in new pain. His eyes drew to her neck, and he advance forward.

A hand drew out and grasped and clutched the sheet, pulling it off her shoulder and he bit hard down on his jaw. A bite, a serpents bite was tattooed with venom onto her neck. She would never escape him now. She was, forever cursed, like him, never to return to her life. Never, never. The pale pink ink was glowing brighter, and like ivy spreading over his skin. It devoured her flesh eagerly, and she was giving small sobs, shaking.

He backed away and ground his fists. Small crescent moons appeared in his palm, and Sasuke growled, not breaking his gaze from Sakura's throat. He turned and fell into the wall, pounding it with his fists. He kicked the wall, bits of plaster and wood falling over the straw mat. He kicked the wall hard, and fell back, swearing angrily and sliding down the wall. He picked up a lamp and chucked it against the opposite wall, feeling the need to hear the smash and see glass bits splintering over the wood ground. Sasuke sat on the ground, shaking himself, watching Sakura as the disease spread over her body and devoured the sallow flesh.

She shook and turned on the couch , her eyes stretched open. They had changed. Pale pink, no pupils, just neon glow that made her whole face turn a waxy color, diluted only by the spreading disease. She was a horrible sight, greasy skin, sweat sopping her hair. And the pink fingers moving through her skin, changing her body and soul. She belonged to him now, only him.

Sasuke took Sakura by the arms and laid her down in his lap, knowing what was in store for her. Her body was twisting, the pink glow sweeping over her. It almost hurt to look. She was drifting in and out of sleep. They didn't speak, she just bit back the pain as he let her lay in his lap. He would time to time press against his own mark, remembering the transformation.

Sakura was brave all right, not crying out, just shaking, forever shaking. She has no clue what is happening to her, just as he didn't. When Sakura finally drifted off to a deeper sleep, he immediately left, making sure the door was locked tight, although it needed fixing badly.

Quickly he moved down the hall and beat on Orochimaru's door.

"WHY!"

"I see she's awoken,"

"NO! She's asleep in my room, trembling in pain! You're one fucked up bastard. You mother fuckin' ass! How could you curse her! She can never go home again! She won't be accepted! You fucking coward, you came to her in the middle of the night! Just to give her that while she was weak!"

"Come now, it's not all that bad. Just think of it, you and her are almost exactly the same now,"

"Now, we're not-"

"Oh, but you are. You're family is dead, you feel out of place among your friends, you are training under me, have the curse, and most importantly, you both love someone you think you can never have,"

"I don't love her,"

"I never said her did I. But, lying to yourself is going to only make the pain worse. Listen here Sasuke. I gave her the curse because I want her. I want her to be my student, and to control her. You know this. She'll awake soon, she'll be alone, and in pain."

"SHE WOULDN'T BE IN PAIN IF IT HADEN'T BEEN FOR YOU!" Orochimaru ignored Sasuke, and began to speak again.

"Everyone reacts differently to curse. Ano became so weak, she could barely breath, and stayed that way for weeks. You, you struck out. Why, I wouldn't put it pass Sakura to have a flashback, or re live one of the horrific things that has happened in her life. It would be funny to watch. Nether the less, after she's done, she'll come to. Then she'll realize she's been bitten, and realize she'll never be able to show her face in her village again." he turned and gave Sasuke a look full of mockery and smugness.

"I have no use for you anymore, but you can stay, if only to protect Sakura. Stay, train with us, and maybe I'll allow you to go on the mission I have for dear Sakura. Stay, or go kill you brother,"

Sasuke walked through the hallways, rubbing his hands together.

'why did I stay,' he had been so quiet, only speaking when spoken to, and in small sentences, barely loud enough to be heard. Sakura was quiet as well, and he would watch her at night, in the moonlight, feeling worse and worse. She had awoken, as his master had said, alone and in pain. He had returned to her after a long run, to find she was on the ground, writhing in pain, her whole body covered in the curse. Pale pink on pale skin.

It was a ghostly site, but the sounds were enough to make one empty there stomach. Dry squeals from the back of hr throat echoed in the room, one after another. Blood was fresh on her hands, as she was squeezing her fists so tight the skin was breaking, coming apart like seems. Her eyes glazed over in pink, starring straight ahead as Sasuke approached her.

He was unconscious during the painful transformation, the pain had gone unnoticed, but he did remember the incredible burning right after the bite. If it was anything like that, Sakura was in hell. Her chakra was swirling around her body, the pink haze making her seem more and more unreal. Sasuke had reached down, trying to get her up.

"STAY AWAY FROM ME YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I'M NOT YOUR DAMN WHORE!" Sasuke frowned as Sakura tried to stand, her hazy eyes glaring at Sasuke tensely.

"Sakura, you have a bad fever. It would be best if you had some water and slept," He tried to grip her forearm but she whipped around, her body swaying as if some invisible string was holding her.

"I AM NOT A PROSTITUE! DON'T TOUCH ME," he looked at her, she was delirious, the curse had to be causing something. Again he tried to force her to the bed, but she whipped around, forming a fist, pulling it, and placing it squarely in his jaw.

"Sakura!" she kicked him, flipping the man backwards into a wall.

"YOU ARE A BASTARD! I AM NOT A PLAYTOY, GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME. STOP IT!" she moved to hit him, but he caught her fist, feeling the anger. He wrestled her arms back to her, trying hard not to hurt Sakura as she wiggled out of his grasp. He tried to grasp her waist, to pull her up into a tight hold, but an ear splitting screech came from the now crying girl.

"DON'T TOUCH ME. STOP! PLEASE, I'M NOT, DON'T, IT HURTS!" he pushed her away, Sakura crashing into the wardrobe and slid down, the fight still not leaving her eyes. "I WILL NOT LET YOU! DON'T TOUCH MY BODY. IT'S NOT YOURS TO USE. DON'T, DON'T! PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU. I DON'T WANT IT TO GO TO YOU. YOU FILTHY OLD MAN! STOP TOUCHING MY BODY!" Sakura moaned and gripped her neck hard, piercing the flesh. Pearls of red formed in the crescent moons she left, slipping onto her long nails and racing down her hand. Sakura was crying, hard and wet. The water flowed, drop by drop, over the bridge of her nose and onto her parted lips. Sasuke backed away as she sunk to the floor.

"Everyone reacts differently to curse. Ano became so weak, she could barely breathe, and stayed that way for weeks. You, you struck out. Why, I wouldn't put it pass Sakura to have a flashback, or relive one of the horrific things that has happened in her life…."

"I'm, so sorry. So sorry. Please forgive me," She sniffed, and sobbed harder, beating the floor angrily. "I couldn't control myself. I'm am monster! I'm so sorry, I killed her, and I didn't care. I just walked away like some emotionless bitch. It hurts, it hurts! So sorry Yumi, you shouldn't of died because I'm weak,"

Sasuke walked around her, gathering a thick blue blanket from the couch and dropping it over Sakura's shoulders. She looked up weakly, but his eyes were glassed over in hate. Her body was covered in the creeping, pale vine of disease, and those usually beautiful green eyes were pale and pupils. Cold, unlike the Sakura he knew. She was so, so

"I'm a monster, aren't I? I'm a murder, I kill as a job. I take people I don't know and end there existence. Without emotion, without compassion. Everyone is so happy. Hinata's pregnant, Naruto's next in line for hokage. Neji is head of ANUBU, Lee is a teacher, Ino took over the flower shop, Kiba is a investigator if you would, everyone has found there purpose. And I, I'm always gone, off killing people. They gave up on Sasuke a few years ago. When he first left, everyone was looking for him, and I, I was helpless in the back round, basically not allowed to look for him. Then, he disappeared all together, and I disappeared as a person. I'm, I'm a monster…" she talked to herself, and Sasuke sank to his knees, watching how she stared at a blank wall and talked as if she was all alone.

"You're not a monster Sakura," She turned to him and smiled a little bit, before turning away again.

"I, I am so foolish. You have taken care of me from the moment I came here. Nursing me, protecting me, you have become so kind Sasuke. OS kind, and sweet, and I've, I've become cold and hard. A killer. Now look at me, I really do look like a monster," her eyes closed and she slumped, the blanket falling off a shoulder and dragging her to the ground. Sasuke picked her up and carried the girl to the bed, to tired to do anything more then place her on the sheets and drape a blanket over her body. This was fucked up, she was cursed, and she was going to stay.

Sasuke sighed, continuing to walk as he passed the open door to the hospital wing.

'Sakura's in there, selling her soul to stay alive,' Orochimaru was going to regain full power, and just turn Sakura against her village. He was pretty sure Sakura knew what was going on, but she stayed so quiet lately, just speaking when she had to. She would throw him looks though….

Looks of need, looks of helplessness. But whenever he thought he had caught her, she was looking aware, completely absorbed in something else. Sasuke sighed and leaned against the door, waiting for Sakura to come charging through, ready to eat dinner, and sleep, her daily routine.

"Sasuke, you waited for me?" a small voice asked. Sasuke and Sakura met each others eyes, before turning away.

"Yah. Lets go eat alright," Sakura nodded and walked behind him to the other end of the palace, careful not to make to much noise. Her curse was stinging, and Sakura brought a hand up to massage the flesh. Every time she had a session with Orochimaru, her curse would start up again.

She winced as the pain didn't stop, but grew worse. It was like her whole body had an electrical current, and every time the curse pulsed out, she could feel it everywhere.

"Does it hurt?" she looked at Sasuke, almost running into him as they stopped outside the dinning room.

"My, my mark? Well, yes. No need to worry, its fine!" she struggled to smile and dropped her hand, walking forward. Sasuke followed, watching the back of her white top. Inside it was empty, the plates sparkling and ready for food. Tall glasses of water stood at every spot, and Sakura sat down, reaching for hers and taking a deep drink. Sasuke stood next to her, a perfect view of the accursed mark in plain sight.

"Sakura, here," he knelt and took one of the ivory table napkins, picking out ice from his water, and placing it on Sakura's neck.

She winced slightly, but Sasuke held it hard, making sure she could feel the cold like a sword through her.

"Thank, Sasuke, it feels better," he nodded and took her hand to hold it. She sighed as his hands left her neck. The pain became bad again, but the cold took her mind off it. It felt better when Sasuke touched it, but she could never admit that.

Dinner went by fast, the men coming in, eating swiftly, and then leaving. Sakura had become just another student, and even though she still slept in Sasuke's room for safety, she was no longer in immediate danger. After everything that had happened in the first few days she had been in the compound, the dust had settled, and everything became calm.

Their master had to be up to something, as 6 out of 10 ninjas were missing. Sakura got up from the table, bowing toward Orochimaru, who tossed out a hand, dismissing her for the evening. Sasuke got up, following Sakura out into the hallway.

"You don't have to follow me everywhere I go Sasuke. I'm 18, not 12," he just smirked and walked outside, into the same spot where she had killed Yumi.

"Does it bother you that she's dead,"

"Yes, and no. I'm happy I've become powerful, but she shouldn't have died,"

"Last week, you talked about everyone, everyone and what they're doing. Would you tell me?" Sakura bit her lip as a smile perched its self on her lips.

"Yes Sasuke, I'd love to tell you,"

"This is bad, really bad. Two fucking weeks Tsuande!"

"Shut the hell up Naruto, you think I don't realize it to. I don't know what happened. She killed her last target, and then disappeared!"

"I told you letting her become your fucking go to girl was going to make her go crazy. The guilt of being a killer has finally gotten to her Tsuande! She's a healer, she should be helping people, not killing them! She's corrupt, she was so innocent, now, now she's just a killer,"

"Shut your mouth. You think I don't regret allowing her to be like this. I would give up everything to have her back, to have her become a healer like she should of continued becoming. You think I wouldn't give anything to stop the death of her parents, and to make that damn Uchiha stay! She's gone Naruto, and I don't know where she is. Whether she left on her own accord, or she's hurt, or dead, or captured. There are to many possibilities. I'm doing everything I can. Get out of my office boy, I need time," Tsuande leaned back in her chair, watching through the window as Naruto charged through it to join the search party.

The hokage ran a hand through her graying hair. It was true. He was right. Sakura had reached her breaking point. She probably snapped, and couldn't face her village. Sakura was fragile, as much as she put on a show to be tough, she was weak in heart, because it had been broken by her love and her family.

Fire was to easy a way to go, to easy. Water was more like her. The soft cushion of sand, as her body sunk into it and water rushed into her lungs. Pink wisps settling in with the green weeds. Sand settling over her pale body, green eyes wide open as the light left her eyes, and she became one with the world.

I know, last part a little oc, but I had to make the relationship grow somehow. You know my pleads, 10 a chapter.

P.s. THanks so much for all the reviews. I got 20 on the last chapter! 106 and the story isnot even close to done. Thanks so much! luv to all

-red