DISCLAIMER: THE ONLY THING IN THIS STORY THAT I OWN IS KEIGO. AND HE DOESN'T LIKE TO LISTEN TO ME...
Dedicated to: xXFoxy Scorpion BlossomXx for her correct guess at the mystery man!
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"Naruto? You know that boy?" Sasuke asked, an odd feeling welling up in his chest.
Anger- no- Jealousy.
Never had he felt jealous of anyone, and, after all, how could he? He'd been given everything he wanted but contact, and she had given that to him.
He thought briefly of having the boy killed, to remove the competition, but the worried look on Sakura's face changed his mind immediately.
How could he have even thought of something like that?
"He's... my best friend. I left him last night to come see you, because I'd promised to come back." She was biting her lip, a sure sign of indecision.
"Why did you?" Sasuke asked, hands clenched once more.
His spoiled side was breaking loose, shoving his soft side into the farthest reaches of his mind. He kept that side of him tightly locked away with Sakura around, because he would only allow her to see his soft side, and now it was breaking loose and was sure to ruin everything.
"Why? I promised. I don't break my promises."
"You did yesterday! Now you're worried about him, when you wanted to see me!" he punched the wall hard enough to leave a dent.
His spoiled side was fully in control of his body, and he was screaming inside his head, knowing that everything he'd built up was crumbling.
"Sasuke, it's not like that-"
"Are you lovers? Is that why you're so worried?" He was breathing heavily, though he hadn't done anything particularly strenuous.
Sakura was silent.
"Well??" he demanded, planting himself in front of her so that they were eye to eye.
Nonononononono!! I don't mean it! Sakura! I'm sorry!
"No, we're not. Do you realize just how selfish you sound? You fucking rich bastard, you don't think about anyone but yourself. You don't have friends, how could you possibly know what I'm feeling?" her hand was closed tightly on the collar of his shirt, forcing him to bend. The coldness in her voice and eyes stabbed his heart, and he placed his right hand on his chest to feel if it was still beating safely inside his body.
She's right. I don't know. But still, that boy... Sasuke closed his eyes, unsure how to respond.
"I thought so." she let him go and turned her back to him.
"Sakura..."
She paused, already preparing to jump out the window and leave.
Don't go! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
The words wouldn't come.
"Sasuke!" Itachi burst into the room.
Sasuke whirled around with a gasp, and Sakura slipped off the edge of the window and fell to the ground.
"There was another one! She's in the garden!" Itachi yelled, making for the window.
Sasuke's eyes flashed with anger and he tripped his brother as he tried to pass. Itachi fell to the floor.
"Sasuke! What are you doing?" he demanded.
Sasuke didn't answer as he kicked his brother in the head just hard enough to knock him out cold.
"Sakura!"
He found her climbing the old Sassafrass tree in the most neglected corner of their estate.
She glanced back, just once, saw that it was him, and hopped down onto the other side of the wall.
"Dammit, Sakura! Wait!"
WAIT FOR ME! Wait! Don't leave me!
He was nearly to the top of the wall when he heard her scream.
"Sakura!"
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"Sakura!"
She looked back, unsure if it was Sasuke who had called her name.
Why would he? He cared for noone but himself.
Her eyes widened slightly when she saw that it was him and that he was following her.
Catch me if you can... Sasuke.
She landed lightly, then took off, straight for the nearest alley.
Someone landed in front of her abruptly and she skidded to a stop but not quickly enough. They collided, and whoever it was caught her arm as she stumbled clumsily backward.
She looked up at the man, to thank him and excuse herself, only to freeze in shock.
It was him. Without a doubt.
He smiled, just the same as he had back then, and Sakura's scream tore out of her throat without her realizing it.
"Hey, Haruno."
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Sasuke halted, leaning against the building. Sakura was face to face with a man he recognized as being a distant friend of the Uchiha. One of Itachi's friends if he remembered correctly...
And it sounded like he knew her.
How does he know her?
Something's not right here...
"What's wrong? You don't look happy to see me."
Silence.
Sasuke strained his ears, wondering why the normally strong Sakura wouldn't talk back.
"Well? Is this how you greet the man who spared your life?" Pause. "Answer me, Sakura. Or are you too afraid? What happened to that little girl who tried to push me away?"
Another pause.
He spared her life? What's that supposed to mean?
She screamed when she saw him... What on earth for?
"You want to kill me, I can see it in your eyes. Is that why you befriended Sasuke? To get closer to me?"
Sakura?
Was she lying? Acting?
Was none of it... real?
He slid down the side of the building, arms wrapped around himself, trying to keep himself together.
Trust...
It was all a lie.
There was no such thing as trust in this world. You couldn't trust anyone.
But-
When she touched my face this morning-
She was gentle.
That couldn't be fake, could it?
Something wet was sliding down his cheek and he raised his hand to see what it was.
Oh.
He was crying, something he didn't do often.
Now what?
Sit and cry?
Leave Sakura to her fate?
Or fight?
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Keigo watched in amusement as the Uchiha heir clutched at himself after hearing his master say the girl had befriended him only to use him.
So pitiful, really. The heir to the coldest family in Konoha showing an emotion like pain? It was the most amusing thing he'd seen in a long time.
Now he was wiping his face, probably crying.
Which meant it was time to take him.
He dropped down directly in front of the boy, making him jump in surprise.
"Hey, Sasuke. Lets take a walk, shall we?"
Now he was glaring at him.
"Wow. You're really pissed. Could it be because your little girlfriend has betrayed you? Or is it because my master hurt her?"
Shock flashed onto the boy's face, and was quickly replaced with anger.
He stood, fists clenched.
"I wouldn't attack me, if I were you. My master has your girlfriend and won't hesitate to hurt her." Keigo grinned, loving the power he held over the trembling teen.
"She's no friend of mine."
"Really? Then why are you still crying?"
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"That was my intention at first. It's not like that anymore."
"Oh, really? Then how is it? Is it love? Sympathy?" he was grinning at her now, mocking her. "Or is it... Love? You haven't known him all that long."
"How do you know that?" Sakura's voice was shaky.
"I have my ways. I'm helping a friend with his dream. You're just a handy little pawn who came out of the woodwork."
"I'm no pawn."
"That's what you think. Everyone's a pawn around my friend. I am. You are. Your friends are. Your parents were. Sasuke is as well." he smiled. "Do you get it? He's after the position he was denied. Noone is safe from him. He'll use us all to achieve his goal. He's bided his time for fifteen years, and now opportunity is ripe."
"Not-" Sakura gasped.
Her parents.
Her poor parents.
He'd been behind their deaths?
Her father, murdered by the man standing before her.
Her mother.
She'd been killed as well it seemed.
He'd been behind her death as well? Just before he'd hurt her like that?
No.
No.
Nonononono!!!
"Exactly. You're not stupid like the others, you've seen through it already. The man who's orchestrated this whole plot from the shadows." he moved closer to Sakura, trailing a hand along her jaw gently, teasingly, a look of lust in his violet eyes. "You simply can't stay hidden can you?"
One of his hands was on the small of her back, pulling her closer to him. She wriggled, not liking this closeness, and pushed at his chest in vain.
"No, no, no. Now that I've got you again, I'm not letting you go again." he whispered in her ear, his hand sliding up the back of her shirt to trace the scar he'd left there only three years ago. "Especially not since you've grown into such a beautiful young woman."
His hand moved to the front of her shirt and Sakura's eyes widened.
No.
He was not going to do that again.
She wouldn't allow it.
"Get- away!" she yelled, bringing her knee up, but he stopped it before it slammed into his crotch with his free hand.
"Say my name." he commanded, bringing his face close, his hand holding her leg in the air so that she couldn't kick out at him.
"No!"
"Say it!" he pulled her closer so that she had no choice but to look him in the eye.
"Hidan!"
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A/N: Prepare yourselves for a bit of a dry spell. I need a small break because I'm beginning to get major writer's block for this story.
Also, school ends on Friday so I'll be busy with filling out applications.
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