Black Mamba Chapter 14: These Hands of Mine, a naruto fanfic

Author's note: This chapter has been edited from the original chapter, but it still has most of the original text.

Disclaimer – Takara does not own Naruto or any of the characters, but only the original characters. All rights of Naruto belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Black Mamba

Chapter quatorze: These Hands of Mine

- Ce sont mes mains censés être couverts dans le sang de quelqu'un d'autre? Ou sont mes mains destiné à être détenu par quelqu'un d'autre la main?

With Sakura

Icy blue eyes glared into her shocked emerald eyes. Ino… Why here? Why now? Why? A sudden pain stabbed her shoulder. Sakura closed her emerald eyes and everything seems to be the darkness and away from the light. Beware…

"Sakura!" Sasuke caught her body when she collapsed from the dagger thrown by that blond haired woman. He deflected the flying knife away from him, but he didn't realize Sakura didn't dodge out of the way. The dagger only hit her on the shoulder, but still Sakura was bleeding while being unconscious! "WAKE UP!" Sasuke shouted and Sakura slowly opened her eyes to see a blurry Sasuke with tears in his eyes.

"Sasu-kun?" Sakura murmured softly and snuggle her head against Sasuke's chest as she was in his arms. She felt so protected when he was with him. It feels so right to be near his presence…

"Sakura," he sighed in relief and his warm breath fanned her face like a light breeze that smelled of sweet vanilla.

"What happened?" her face looked confused as she tried to recall what happened before.

"Your shoulder is bleeding from a thrown dagger," Sasuke grimaced at her wound and then glared at the blond who threw the dagger at his precious Sakura. He coldly spoke to Ino, "I would snap your back in half, but I have Sakura to take care of."

"You people are a pitiful couple," Ino spitted out harshly.

"Shut the Hell up, low-life bitch!" Sasuke snarled out and held Sakura close to his body. Sakura looked at Sasuke shocked at his words and facial expression. I never seen him life this… She thought worriedly and held onto him tightly.

"You're all retarded! You don't realize the upcoming danger do you?" Ino struggled and squirmed while fussing as she was still held down by the guys.

"Take her away! Looking at that bitch makes me sick!" Sasuke barked out and the guys dragged Ino into an interrogating room. He looked at Sakura as his face looked slightly calm from the stress. He softly spoke to the girl in his arms, "Let's go get that wound of your cleaned off."

Sakura nodded reluctantly and let Sasuke carry her bridal style once again to his office and cleared the papers and pens off his desk. He laid her down on the table with her body facing him. "Wait here," he told her. "I'll look for some rubbing alcohol and gauzes for your wound." He left the room in search for the medical items in another room and Sakura looked around the office. A mahogany desk that felt smooth to touch. His windows were closed and the room looked pretty plain and boring to just stare at.

Oh joy. She sarcastically cheered. Sakura got up from the desk despite the wound on her shoulder was throbbing and some blood was dripping down her arm. She ignored it and looked at the stuff Sasuke carelessly threw down on the floor before when he was making room for her to lie down.

She saw some reports on some murder cases she was familiar with. Most of them were hers a little while ago. She even saw a picture of her back jumping out the window when she heard the sirens. Oh. How careless of me. She continued staring the photos scattered all over the floor and saw one picture that had her whole face on it. She bent over and picked it up with her arm that wasn't dripping blood. Another picture of her that Sasuke kept around and she noticed she didn't look too young in the picture. It looked a little recent. She stared at the date on the bottom of the photo and gasped. Three years ago and that date look so familiar…

Flashback

"Sasuke, why do you have to take so many photos?" Sakura pouted and he snapped another photo quickly. "SASUKE!"

He chuckled, "Because I can't stop staring at your beautiful face and it doesn't hurt to take pictures that'll make a great memory." Sasuke snapped another photo with his digital camera when Sakura grew red in the face.

"GAH! STOP!" she slapped his hand childishly and he chuckled loudly at her immature behavior.

"Relax," he held her chin with one hand and kissed her full on the lips. "You'll one day thank me for taking so many pictures of you."

End of flashback

She whispered, "I do thank you." A small tear ran down her cheek.

"Excusez-moi?" a deep and rich voice inquired at the frame of the door.

Sakura saw a familiar face and there stood the famous Uchiha Itachi. She palely blushed embarrassingly when he looked at her with his alluring crimson eyes that seem so beautiful and intimidating to stare at. Why didn't I notice them before at the docks?

"Are you sick?" he inquired again as he was a little annoyed for repeating himself. Sakura noticed he was wearing a black sweater and black jeans and a bandage wrapped around his leg.

"Y-y—yea," she stuttered shyly. This was the man who she shot at the docks, but missed to only hit his leg. Sakura felt slightly guilty for making this handsome man in pain.

"Hmm… your shoulder is bleeding," he stated while observing her wound carefully. Itachi pulled out a white handkerchief and walked towards Sakura. Her body tensed when Itachi gently wiped off the blood on her arm and then dabbed on the wound.

The only thing Sakura didn't realize is that from behind, it looked like he was doing some "business" on top of her. Unfortunately for Sakura (and Sasuke), the raven haired man walked into the room with a bottle of rubbing alcohol and bandages in his arms. He gasped at the sight and then his overprotective boyfriend side took over him.

"ITACHI!" Sasuke growled loudly. Itachi chuckled and glanced at Sasuke with his right eye without turning.

"Good evening little brother," Itachi mockingly greeted.

"GET. THE. FUCK. OFF. SAKURA," Sasuke seethed through his teeth and clenched his fists tightly.

"Or what?" Itachi smirked. Sakura didn't bother to speak when she heard Sasuke's anger again.

"Or else I'll rip your fucking head off, bastard!"

"You just insulted our mother, you know?" Itachi chided.

"Just get off of her! I don't want you touching her!" Sasuke growled.

"Fine," Itachi murmured and stepped aside. Sasuke gawked at the scene. He didn't molest her. He was wiping her wound, damnit! Sasuke silently cursed to himself.

Sasuke groaned loudly at his major humiliating mistake. Itachi chuckled at his brother and muttered, "Foolish little brother."

"Shut up," Sasuke scoffed and went over to Sakura's bleeding shoulder and carefully bandage it with the rolls of gauze.

"Ow," Sakura winced in pain when Sasuke sort of tied the gauze around her shoulder a little tightly.

"Sorry," he apologized and loosened his grip. Itachi watched the couple in amusement.

"So this is the girl who shot me, eh?" Itachi asked in his amused tone.

"Yeah ni-san," Sasuke answered simply and then kissed Sakura on the forehead once he was done bandaging her wound.

"Hmm," the crimson eyed man examined Sakura's face and then trailed his crimson eyes down her fine body…

"YOU ASSHOLE!"

Itachi chuckled and quickly defended himself, "Easy brother. I'm not that perverted." Sasuke glared at his older brother and held "his Sakura" close to his chest. Mine bitch! Sasuke thought to himself.

"She looks different," Itachi plainly stated.

"What are you talking about? She's Sakura," Sasuke scoffed. You dumb weasel ass…

"Yes, but she doesn't seem the same Sakura three years ago or the same Sakura I saw at the docks recently," Itachi stated and looked at her more carefully. "The Sakura I'm staring at now seems to be in between."

"Explain," Sasuke ordered instead of asked.

Itachi once again chuckled at his brother's rash behavior, "It's very simple to understand, little brother. The Sakura we knew had a sweet and innocent and almost childish look on her face. The Sakura we saw at the docks acted more flirty, seductive, and mature. The Sakura I'm presently looking at now seems to be caught in between of looking innocent and dangerous."

"Why does that matter? She loves me and I love her," Sasuke scoffed at Itachi's observation.

Do I? Sakura quietly pondered and kept listening.

"How would you know that brother?" Itachi raised a brow at his younger brother's short reply.

"Well I proved you wrong about she isn't dead or someone else's sex toy. She's still the Sakura I know even though she killed so many people, which is so unlike the Sakura I knew. Sakura is gaining back her memories now and it's because of me and I have the patience to wait and let all of her memories return," Sasuke hugged her a little tighter.

Itachi sighed and found it useless to argue against Sasuke. Foolish little brother, you think so simple for a man. Never let your guard down for something that seems defenseless…

"Ano, Sasu-kun," Sakura decided to talk once she regained her voice. "Can we go home?"

"Yes Sakura. We can," Sasuke nodded at the pink haired girl in his arms and signaled Itachi to go away so he could have some privacy with her. The older brother once again chuckled deeply and waved goodbye at Sakura and at Sasuke. Sasuke scowled at his brother who only smirked at the facial expression. Once Itachi left the room, Sasuke started a new conversation.

"So how will you explain the many shopping bags here Sakura-chan?" Sasuke purred and picked up one of the shopping bags left on the floor. Sakura noticed the bag he held was the bag full of her clothes she received back from Hinata.

"That's none of your business," she made a poker face and tried to resist telling the truth to Sasuke.

Sasuke went through the large bag, which made Sakura twitch a little because that was an invasion of privacy.

Inside Sasuke found Sakura's clothes such as a sophisticated looking corset, seven pairs of bras and satin panties, a pair of black gauchos, three different, but similar Prada designed cocktail dresses, five boxes of different pairs of colored stiletto shoes that were Jimmy Choo branded, a beige crop jacket, two Levi denim skirts, five different pairs of mini skirts, three different cowl tops that looked more for clubbing, a white sun dress she wore at the docks before, and a bunch of other clothes. A makeup kit, and finally a strange box sealed tightly.

"Interesting," Sasuke mumbled as he fingered the fabric of her red panties with the white polka dot design. Sakura blushed at his action, which made Sasuke smirk at her reaction. "Since when did you wear such intimate clothing, Sakura?"

"Those are my clothes back from Sacred Flower," Sakura softly replied with a slight blush. "As for those panties, I got them at Victoria's Secret recently."

"What about this box?" he held up the black steel box containing some unknown objects inside.

Sakura sighed and opened the box to revealed the following items: a small velvet purple pouch filled with golden unused sebons, a dagger that had stones of dark amethyst and onyx creating a design of the black mamba, a hairpin of a cherry blossom charm dangling from it, vials of some foul liquid disguised as a perfume if not read, and finally a small case of weird looking jewels of many colors.

"What are the diamonds for?"

"They're not diamonds. Black and green ones are for targeting a certain part of a person. Red are trackers, blue are for poisoning when dissolved in water, pink for a decoration, and finally the one purple jewel is for…" Her voice trailed off.

"What?" Sasuke asked.

"Difficult situations," she whispered loud enough for Sasuke to only hear her.

Sasuke nodded and understood why there was only one purple jewel in the whole case. It's for suicide…

Meanwhile

"Tell us the location," Neji ordered as the blond haired woman only snarled in response as the bright light shone in her eyes as blinding torture.

"Face it, Neji. She won't talk," Shikamaru scoffed as the blond haired assassin only glared at him.

"I will tell you nothing, pineapple head!" Ino spitted out. "And that goes the same for you, Hyuga!"

"That's fine. We can wait," Neji retorted back with a menacing look.

"Except me," Naruto raised his hand and earned another smack on the head. "OW!"

"Sacred Flower shall always live! The Flower always blooms back!" Ino screeched out loud.

"I know a lot about your little kidnapping clan," Neji glared at Ino. "You sick, twisted people took Tenten away from me. Where is your clan?"

"I thought you're not supposed to be showing emotions when interrogating prisoners?" Naruto whispered to Shikamaru.

Shikamaru shrugged, "Just let Neji go with this one."

"Tenten? You were her lover?" Ino grimaced sourly. "It's already bad enough that Sakura is matched up to an Uchiha!" She made a face.

"Answer my question, bitch!" Neji barked out and the light continued to blind Ino.

"I will never reveal it!"

"Ino, just tell them," Sakura's voice begged and Neji faced the doorway to see Sakura and Sasuke. Neji nodded at the two of them and let the two women talk.

"You traitor," Ino glared at her ex-comrade. Sakura didn't seem fazed by Ino's glare and only looked at the blond with sympathy.

"I may be a traitor, but I found who I really am by being with Sasuke," Sakura started off. "Now I know my hands aren't always blood stained, but were meant to be held by somebody else's hand." The pink haired woman looked at Sasuke with a sweet smile and smiled back at her.

"Agent S, you were better off when you had no love and no memory. Don't you feel happy when you are in a position superior to men? Don't you love killing people as if it were second nature to you? Don't you love yourself?!" Ino yelled at the woman in front of her.

"I loved feeling superior when someone forced me to use my power. I loved killing people when I had no one to feel sorry to. I did love myself until I saw what a monster I become. I don't love myself. I love Sasuke," Sakura answered boldly at the last sentence.

"Well damn you! Damn your boyfriend! Damn everyone in this room!" Ino cursed. "You will die Agent S! Flowers don't die! They come back! And back! And will always come back! Don't you forget it!" Ino looked a little hysterical. Her hair looked disheveled and her eyes looked so bewildered. "I-"She didn't finish her sentence when Naruto decided to knock her unconscious.

"She was getting annoying with that Flower speech," Naruto shrugged.

"Now you know how it feels to be annoyed when hearing the same thing all the time?" Sasuke mocked.

"Not really. I just didn't like the yelling," Naruto grinned and earned another smack on the head by a briefcase. "OW!"

Sakura looked at her ex-comrade. Now I really know Tsunade and the rest of Sacred Flower is after me. I'm not alone though. She smiled when she looked up to see Sasuke scowling at Naruto's fake hurt look. I just hope. Sakura looked at her hands … these hands of mine won't have to be blood stained… by Sasuke's blood…

- Are my hands meant to be covered in somebody else's blood? Or are my hands meant to be held by somebody else's hand?

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