A/N: I got so many reviews about how excited you guys are for this chapter, and now it's here! Enjoy it, or freak out, either one is acceptable :) Warning for one use of explicit language and sexual imagery, just incase.

The air was stripped of its life giving qualities, leaving a dark and smoking pressure that poisoned Sakura's lungs, though she had at that moment elected to not breathe. Her eyes were widened in a sudden shock, taking in the man who stood before her, his chakra waving over her as if she were some insignificant flower ready to be crushed and stepped on, petals crumbling into a pathetic smushed pile on the ground. Her muscles shook, and no matter how strong her commands were, her body refused to listen to her, continuing to shake into paralysis. Her thoughts seemed to be doused in a thick syrup, stuck in a thick and inescapable state that fought to be released with a scream.

The pressure was too much to handle, and Sakura's body continued to shake against the cave walls. She felt a wetness begin to soak the back of her shirt, and a sharp pain spreading through her back, no doubt from a sharp protruding rock that she must have slammed into. She tried to focus her chakra to the painful spot, but failed, too full of shock and paralysis to control her chakra. It wasn't until his eyes flashed down at her that she realized that everything was his doing; the paralysis, the sudden invisible force slamming her into the wall, and everything more.

It was him, with those same piercing brown eyes that she had been forced to look into when he had attacked her back in the forest, brown mixing into green. He wore a loose fitting black t-shirt, his hands crossed against his chest. His hair was almost the same shade as Sasuke's, only lighter, more ashy. His face was angled, showing off his highlighted cheekbones and over-all attractive face, which Sakura had looked past to see his real one; the evil and horrific facial appearance of a devil.

"This is interesting." he finally spoke, his voice rising unnaturally with fake curiosity. His eyes danced all over Sakura's shocked face, smirking to himself as if he had heard a funny joke. "I leave you two in here together, and we've already created a friendship."

He leaned his face closer to Sakura's, and as she tried to move her head farther away from him, she realized that the rocks pressing into her skull wouldn't allow her to move away any further.

"How wonderful." he said, laughing to himself.

The shock slowly began to melt away into the depths of Sakura's body, and her face slowly changed into an expression of sheer anger.

"Let us go." she said harshly, straining her muscles against the invisible force, trying to separate herself from the wall of the cave. She gritted her teeth tightly as she struggled, sweat beginning to bead on her forehead.

He watched her struggle for a moment, an intrigued look plastered on his face. Then, he began to laugh amusedly.

"Try as much as you want," he began, reaching out and grabbing Sakura's chin, tilting it upwards so that her neck was exposed to him. "But I control you now. No matter how much you struggle, you won't move a muscle on that pretty little body of yours."

Sakura's entire body began to overheat with rage, her pupils dilated with anger. His fingers felt like hot iron on her skin, burning into her flesh and marking her.

"But I wonder," he said, his eyes beginning to flash once more, releasing her chin. "Just how strong you really are.."

The intense pressure released Sakura's arm in a sudden flourish, her muscles expanding and flowing with chakra. As soon as his eyes returned to their normal brown, Sakura watched as her arm acted on its own, surging forward with a clenched fist full of chakra, directed right into his smug face. Just as she was about to make contact, his arm blocked her punch, sending vibrations into her bones. He gripped her arm tightly, his eyes tracing every inch of her skin, giving her goosebumps.

"Hah, I can sense your chakra surging, a very intricate technique for someone of your age to know. Very interesting."

"What do you want?" Sakura spat out, her eyes a raging fire.

He looked at her, released her arm, and shook his head. "Now, now. Don't be too hasty. It's not you I'm after, you're just going to help me get what I want. But, I may have to make an exception in your case. Your chakra is so inviting, so unexplainably full of life and power.

"And your pretty little mind," he said, jabbing her sharply in the forehead, right in the spot where he had first injected her with his jutsu. "Is by far the most interesting one I've ever come across."

The metallic taste of blood began to overwhelm her tongue as she bit down harder on her teeth, fighting against the force that had paralyzed her body. Her insides shook with rage as he began to slowly tilt her chin downwards to his eyes level. She glared back at his dark eyes, not giving in to his intimidation one bit, making it clear that she wasn't some submissive prisoner who would cower in fear before her captor.

"And when this is all over," he whispered eerily, tightening his grip on Sakura's chin. "I'll make you mine."

Sakura's eyes widened as she felt a hand touch her neck, tracing her skin and beginning to slide down into her shirt; a snake beginning to enter a part of her body that meant to be concealed from the outside. A poisonous flush of surprise spread across her cheeks, feeling his dirty hands playing with the red fabric on the inside of her shirt. She felt his fingertips land on her bra strap, traveling down the material until it joined up with the main cups of the simple piece of lingerie. Sakura's mind was in a frenzy, unable to process that he was violating her body, her paralyzed and vulnerable body that she was unwilling to give to him. It wasn't until that his hand began to travel down deeper that Sakura realized that he hadn't bound her arm again, that it was hanging limp by her side, ready to be used. Before his hand went any deeper, she released her arm from his unattended grasp and lashed out at his hand, grabbing his arm tightly. She increased her hold on him, pulling his hand out of her shirt and to the front of their faces, Sakura's a vision of fury.

"Don't fucking touch me, ever again." she hissed, her chakra bubbling inside of her viciously like a pot of hot water, ready to explode.

Then, it was as if she had no chakra in her body. Her body began to feel cold, ice flowing into her bloodstream at a rapid pace. Her eyes widened as her fingertips became numb, her arm that clutched his hand fell shakily to her side, paralyzed once more with the intense pressure. Then, the pressure began to increase on Sakura's throat, not by the invisible force but by the hand that she had clutched tightly in hers moments ago. He squeezed her windpipe tightly, barely allowing any oxygen to travel to her lungs. Sakura gasped for breath, eyes wide.

"When will you understand that I control you now? Your body, and mind are all mine now." he spat at her viciously. "I can make you jump off a cliff, or I can force you to end your own life. Better yet, I can make you kill everyone you love, but you already know that-"

"You bastard!" Sakura heard Fuu yell, cutting off his speech that began to make Sakura shake uncontrollably with emotion and pain, Naruto and Sasuke's faces swimming before her eyes.

Sakura watched with shocked eyes as he released his grasp on her throat, making way for oxygen to enter her lungs once more. Weakened from the pain she felt by the inhalation of oxygen to her swelling lungs, she allowed herself to remain still, pinned tightly against the cave. She watched with weak eyes as he walked over to Fuu, who began to shake as he got closer to her, her eyes dropping to the ground in a shocked state. Suddenly, Fuu's eyes began to tear up, her eyes gathering their salty wetness and preparing for their downfall.

Sakura's eyes widened at Fuu's reaction, her mind beginning to race. Had she been tortured by him for so long that she could no longer stand his presence? That she could no longer make eye contact with him, though Sakura didn't blame her for that. What had he done to her? Had he messed up her mind and actions so often and to such a great extent that Fuu was breaking down so quickly, and right before her eyes? Sakura knew from watching Fuu's reaction that she absolutely hated this man, and everything that he had done to her friend.

"What's wrong?" he teased Fuu. "Don't you like me when I look like this? After all, it's only to make you more comfortable during your stay here."

Sakura's eyes narrowed. What did he mean by 'when I look like this'?

"What is he talking about?" she mentally asked Fuu, who didn't respond, keeping her eyes fixed to the ground until her head jerked up suddenly, her eyes being ripped away from the rocky floor. He angled her head so that she wasn't able to look anywhere but directly ahead of her, directly at him. He laughed.

"Fine, if you don't like my appearance, I'll adjust it to something else familiar. Because after all…" he said, closing his brown eyes and opening green ones. "This is all for you."

Sakura's eyes widened and she let out a terrified gasp, her heart threatening to fall out of her chest.

The girls watched in horror as his entire body began to glow a dull green. Almost immediately, his height began to shorten a few inches in length while his hair did the opposite, growing out long and straight, swapping black for striking golden blonde. His masculine figure began to change dramatically, swapping his broad shoulders for more rounded ones and straight hips for curves. His chest began to expand slightly, stopping when two small mounds were formed, or to be more specifically, when breasts were formed. His nose shrunk, and his cheeks attained a natural feminine flush. His eyelashes elongated, and when his eyes blinked, they were revealed to be a fresh green.

Sakura's mouth hung open in shock at the transformation before her, too complex looking to be classified as a simple transformation jutsu. The figure before them blinked again, then stretched out her arms and used one to run her fingers through her blonde hair, smiling as her fingers swept through tangle-free.

The man who once stood before them had transformed into a girl.

"There we go." she said, her voice changing from its deep masculinity to a higher pitched feminine one. She turned to Fuu, whose eyes were swimming with fear. She smiled brightly, lightly tapping Fuu's shaking shoulder. "Is that better, Fuu-chan?"

"Please..stop.." Fuu choked out softly.

"Why? Did you forget all of the good times we had together? Don't tell me you've put that all beside you-"

"I said stop!" Fuu yelled, bulging her muscles and trying to break away from the cave wall.

Sakura's heart began to beat quicker and quicker, smashing into her ribcage and sending vibrations throughout her body. Sakura's body began to mimic Fuu's, shaking softly and quietly.

It was at that moment that Sakura's composure broke, her pulse rising and her eyes widening at the malicious person before her.

"What..are you?!" Sakura yelled, breathing heavily.

The girl paused, and turned to Sakura. She narrowed her green eyes at her, and walked over to her. Quickly, she jabbed Sakura's forehead once more, an icy tingle beginning to form under Sakura's skin. She smiled when Sakura gritted her teeth.

"Just..let her go." Sakura heard Fuu say weakly. "She's not a jinchūriki, she has nothing to do with this."

"On the contrary," she said icily, increasing her pressure on Sakura's forehead, who began to feel the fire of hatred blossom once more in her heart. "She does, and I intend to use her to her very end." she smiled at Sakura maliciously. "My name is Joryoku. And you're mine now."

The pressure on Sakura's body began to alleviate, her body beginning to peel numbly off of the rocky walls. Sakura felt herself fall to the ground with a giant thud, more rocks digging into her skin. She cringed at the multiple jabs of pain that injected themselves into her chest, but quickly dismissed the pain once she realized that she was in control of her body once more, and shot up from the ground.

But, it was too late. Joryoku had vanished into thin air, as invisible as he had been before Sakura had a name to associate him with. Her eyes scanned the entire cave, but all she saw were the glowing chakra stealing crystals, glowing and flashing tauntingly at her.

Out of anger, Sakura slammed her fist against the rocky wall, making it vibrate softly. Her fist hurt, but she ignored the pain, her mind occupied with assessing what had just happened.

There was no way that her and Fuu's bodies were glued to the walls naturally, no, that explanation would be too simple and too full of holes to go by. She traced the wall with her hand, and pulled out a small rock that had been loosened from her punch. After examining it closely, she found no traces of metal or anything magnetic, so the walls themselves were just normal cave rocks, minus the crystals. The only reasonable explanation that put Sakura into assurance was that the pressure they felt didn't exist, that the reason why their bodies stuck to the walls was because of their bodies themselves; they were being controlled by Joryoku the entire time. If he could enter Sakura's mind and twist it around just enough so that she would have the desire to kill, then there would be no reason to say that he couldn't control their body muscles as well, forcing them to stay in one spot for short or long periods of time. It made sense, despite the entire situation that they were in. The only thing, however, that Sakura still had to work out was his transformation, and how easily he switched from his male self to his female self, because there was no way that Sakura was convinced that it was a normal transformation jutsu.

And what did he want with her?

And Fuu..

Sakura glanced over to see Fuu on the ground, sitting upright on her knees and clutching her legs tightly. Her shoulders shook, and Sakura noticed that her jaw was locked tightly. No sounds escaped her, not even a whimper of distress. Sakura dropped the small rock that she was holding and let it echo softly against the ground. She walked over to Fuu and knelt down, placing her hand on her shaking shoulders.

"How long has this been going on?" Sakura asked, anger in her voice.

Fuu shook her head. "I honestly can't tell you, I've lost track of time.."

Sakura's eyes widened as she saw Joryoku's body begin to glow in her mind, changing into another form, and seeing the horrified look in Fuu's eyes. This had to have been going on for quite some time, and if it had, then he must have been torturing Fuu with it, only how? Sakura doubted that Joryoku managed to weaken Fuu's spirit by changing forms in front of her freely. At the most, it would just be annoying, not torturous. Unless..

"But that technique of his..it's not just a transformation jutsu, is it?"

"No, not exactly. I really don't know much about it, but it's like he's a human chameleon. Like you saw, he changes forms on a whim. He can even copy their chakra signature down to the slightest detail; I don't think that I've ever seen his true form. But, what I do know is that he uses this for torture, otherwise I wouldn't be a mess like I am now." Fuu said, sitting up straighter, gaining composure rather quickly.

Torture, but from what?

Then, it hit her.

Sakura's heart began to beat rapidly, her eyes widening with shock.

Sakura's mind shot back to their conversation a few moments earlier, bits and pieces of Fuu's and Joryoku's words surfacing and slamming their truth into her mind, bringing forth the realization.

"Is that better, Fuu-chan?"

"Why? Did you forget all of the good times we had together? Don't tell me you've put that all beside you-"

"We did everything together, someone even asked us if we were sisters. We had laughed it off at the time, considering we looked nothing alike, and my hair stood out against her golden blonde."

"With just a blink of those green eyes of hers.."

Golden blonde hair, green eyes..

Fuu-chan…

"The girl he transformed into..that was Hanako, wasn't it?" Sakura asked slowly.

Fuu looked down at the ground, and nodded slowly.

Sakura clenched her fists, and swallowed. "Then..his appearance before was-"

"Koichi." Fuu finished, cutting her off.

That was the answer, this was how he had tortured Fuu, this was what happened the last time they tried to communicate with each other, before they had met in person; Sakura heard Fuu's voice become shaky and panicked, and it was all because of this sickened torture, flaunting Fuu's dead friends in front of her like candy.

"This is what he does. He gets into your head and finds the correct way to get to your weak spots." Fuu said angrily, eyes blazing at the rocks around her knees.

Sakura could barely breathe. "But why.."

"He knows that this is how he'll make me break down. By using them, because.."

Sakura's heart beat faster. "Because?"

Fuu finally looked up at Sakura, and for the first time in that moment, Sakura saw tears rush down Fuu's flushed cheeks.

"Because…becuase I was the one… who killed them."

We are almost officially at the climax of this story, and SasuSaku is coming! I promise! And for a little side note, Joryoku translates to 'evergreen' in english, so I thought the name was fitting.

And on an even more important note, WHO READ CHAPTER 685?! I swear when I read the last page I screamed so loud that my mom ran into my room and thought someone was trying to kidnap me or something, not even exaggerating. The SasuSaku fandom has come alive once more, haha.

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