Chapter 21
It was warm, toasty, comfortable. She heard something call out her name but she didn't want to wake, it was warm. "Sakura!" she heard again after a time, she opened her eyes to see who was calling. Itachi swam into view. She was dazed it was strange the atmosphere around her was a pretty red and Itachi was in a white landscape that swirled and mixed with the red. Itachi was arguing with something, "Sakura!" he called out again, she staggered to her feet she might as well see what he wanted.
She yawned and rubbed her eyes, listening to the chains on her hands click. She stiffened 'chains?' she looked down to see them in each hand, she tried to struggle with them and take them off but they refused to. She fought against them, she wanted to get to Itachi, away from the suffocating warmth to be by Itachi's side.
She reached out, all of a sudden, she felt all of her old wounds return and engrave themselves deeper and deeper into her flesh. She fell to her knees, clasping at them as they began to bled she couldn't bring up the power to heal them. She reached out to Itachi and he reached out to her as the small opening between them got smaller and smaller. Sakura finally pushed with more energy then she felt she had and flung herself toward Itachi, collapsing in him arms yet again; it irked her that she was once again useless and weak.
The chains still bound her to the burning tree that she had then realized was her life, slowly it chipped away slowly, burning in the flames. Itachi hugged her close, and did hands signs around her, while the celestial glass being protested unable to do anything. Sakura didn't know why, a white thread wrapped around her and Itachi, binding them closer and closer. She felt the weight of Itachi's overwhelming want to live pour into her and extinguish the tree that was her life. The petals and leaves began to restore and to her surprise, the clearing turned into a Sakura tree bathed in a sun set which she supposed was Itachi's life.
It was beautiful she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath still tied to Itachi with that white string, and before she knew it, she was asleep.
~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~
Itachi watched as she succumbed to sleep thank god it was just sleep, he sighed. It felt good to sigh, she was the most goddamn troublesome girl he had ever met. Regardless he smiled down at her, 'See?' he said to the struggling glass being, and 'She's mine.' He gave the being a confident smile. The being flinched and withdrew in a cloud of smoke, 'Yes, she's yours… For now that is.' The being then completely dissolved into smoke, Itachi sighed, it was about time he went to his body.
He closed his eyes to this world and opened them again the real world. Her bleeding had stopped and so had her time for now. He wasn't sure what the spirit meant by she was his just for now; he would look it up later. He looked down her wounds hadn't healed but they had stopped bleeding, he felt the seal slowly sap his strength the book had said that, and he was bound to her now, her wounds were his, his wounds were hers. His condition would help her, while her condition would hurt him.
He felt the uncomfortable ripping sensations of his body, in the exact places that were hers. Had she really gone through this and not say a word? Normally someone would have been screaming by now. But in his case, his wounds ripped open and sealed up as hers were beginning to get shallow. He got up and took his hand from her heart she no longer needed it, her heartbeat as strong as his. He took his hand from her hand and watched as the two mended themselves. Her condition was still far from perfect but for now she would live.
He was up covered in the blood that wasn't his feeling the strange ripping sensations watching as his skin was constantly marked with flaming red welts. The sensation was strange never in his life had he really been careless or stupid enough to get a wound, so this is what it felt like. He looked to Sakura still lying on the ground covered in blood and watched as the seal twirled in circular motions and seemingly sucked away the wounds into her, ultimately leaving a permanent tattoo on her stomach. He looked to Kakashi who was drained of seemingly all life, "She'll be fine now."
The white haired nin looked at Itachi with his scratched sharingan eye, and smiled behind his mask, Itachi turned toward the drained Hyuuga users. He looked to the crowd, Hokage, his mother Mikoto, Hyuuga, Sasuke even. Itachi was a bit mad that none of the other Uchiha had decided to participate; then again, they would pay for it. Gently Itachi picked her up, and handed her to his mother who gently held her as well. He turned to them those stupid bastards! He wanted to rend and kill, hear their screams begging for mercy they wouldn't receive, he reached for a kunai the coldness returned, "Shall we continue where we left off?" He felt a hand restricting his hand it was warm. He turned to see Sakura her wide green and understanding eyes looking back at him hazy and disoriented. "Don't…kill… them." She said to him in a soft voice.
He wanted to gently push off her hand but her eyes hardened so did her resolve, "Promise." She said, her strength was returning and his was fluxuating, the ripping sensation still active. He didn't like being ordered he would get his answers later. He re-sheathed his kunai and looked at her, "For now." He said it seemed to be enough for her because her hand loosened and she lapsed back to unconsciousness.
He turned back to his clan his sharingan still flaring, he promised he wouldn't kill them but he never promised he wouldn't mentally tear them to pieces. He took a step forward they took a step back, he smirked it had been a long time since he had tried his hand at interrogation.
"You better treat her better from now on you are aware of that aren't you?" He took another step forward paralyzing them all with his snake like sharingan eyes. His father was always the first to speak out, the poor hotheaded fool. "W-why should we?" He ignored his father's plea, "From now on you'll call her 'Sakura-sama' none of that 'girl' nonsense. What ever she wants, you get it. If she say jump, you jump if she says act like a dog you get on all fours and bark got it?"
"Itachi is that anyway to talk to the head and elders?" his father shouted but it only made Itachi smile more, "Since when have I cared for your ideal in clan politics? Since when have I cared for you? She saved your sorry low life's you better recognize that." He turned to shivering Shisui, he couldn't forgive him now, "She jumped in front of you to save you," Itachi turned to the clan. "And since she stopped me twice now you better be thankful, she is after all going to be my wife and your co-clan leader."
Mikara stepped forward to protest, "You're mine!" He pulled out a shuriken and threw it at her face aiming so that it brushed past her cheek giving her a scratch, "Now, now I'm trying to be nice now, after all she said 'not to kill you' she never said I couldn't maim, you, take away your lively hood and make you unable to kill yourself." He said it all with an almost kind smile on his face. Mikara stepped back. "I choose who I love, not you and your damn clan politics. You can't control me and you'll never control Sasuke, I'll make sure of that." Itachi looked at his father with unwavering cold eyes and smiled, "Enjoy your post as Head of the clan for now old man." Itachi looked to the rest of the clan, "Consider what you did today and reflect, I hope you learn something through those thick and stupid heads of yours."
Itachi turned taking Sasuke by the hand, "Shall we go see Sakura now?" Sasuke looked at him and then at the clan then back to him, "Yeah! Let's go see Saku-chan!"
Chapter 21
It was warm, toasty, comfortable. She heard something call out her name but she didn't want to wake, it was warm. "Sakura!" she heard again after a time, she opened her eyes to see who was calling. Itachi swam into view. She was dazed it was strange the atmosphere around her was a pretty red and Itachi was in a white landscape that swirled and mixed with the red. Itachi was arguing with something, "Sakura!" he called out again, she staggered to her feet she might as well see what he wanted.
She yawned and rubbed her eyes, listening to the chains on her hands click. She stiffened 'chains?' she looked down to see them in each hand, she tried to struggle with them and take them off but they refused to. She fought against them, she wanted to get to Itachi, away from the suffocating warmth to be by Itachi's side.
She reached out, all of a sudden, she felt all of her old wounds return and engrave themselves deeper and deeper into her flesh. She fell to her knees, clasping at them as they began to bled she couldn't bring up the power to heal them. She reached out to Itachi and he reached out to her as the small opening between them got smaller and smaller. Sakura finally pushed with more energy then she felt she had and flung herself toward Itachi, collapsing in him arms yet again; it irked her that she was once again useless and weak.
The chains still bound her to the burning tree that she had then realized was her life, slowly it chipped away slowly, burning in the flames. Itachi hugged her close, and did hands signs around her, while the celestial glass being protested unable to do anything. Sakura didn't know why, a white thread wrapped around her and Itachi, binding them closer and closer. She felt the weight of Itachi's overwhelming want to live pour into her and extinguish the tree that was her life. The petals and leaves began to restore and to her surprise, the clearing turned into a Sakura tree bathed in a sun set which she supposed was Itachi's life.
It was beautiful she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath still tied to Itachi with that white string, and before she knew it, she was asleep.
~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~ ~(VV)~
Itachi watched as she succumbed to sleep thank god it was just sleep, he sighed. It felt good to sigh, she was the most goddamn troublesome girl he had ever met. Regardless he smiled down at her, 'See?' he said to the struggling glass being, and 'She's mine.' He gave the being a confident smile. The being flinched and withdrew in a cloud of smoke, 'Yes, she's yours… For now that is.' The being then completely dissolved into smoke, Itachi sighed, it was about time he went to his body.
He closed his eyes to this world and opened them again the real world. Her bleeding had stopped and so had her time for now. He wasn't sure what the spirit meant by she was his just for now; he would look it up later. He looked down her wounds hadn't healed but they had stopped bleeding, he felt the seal slowly sap his strength the book had said that, and he was bound to her now, her wounds were his, his wounds were hers. His condition would help her, while her condition would hurt him.
He felt the uncomfortable ripping sensations of his body, in the exact places that were hers. Had she really gone through this and not say a word? Normally someone would have been screaming by now. But in his case, his wounds ripped open and sealed up as hers were beginning to get shallow. He got up and took his hand from her heart she no longer needed it, her heartbeat as strong as his. He took his hand from her hand and watched as the two mended themselves. Her condition was still far from perfect but for now she would live.
He was up covered in the blood that wasn't his feeling the strange ripping sensations watching as his skin was constantly marked with flaming red welts. The sensation was strange never in his life had he really been careless or stupid enough to get a wound, so this is what it felt like. He looked to Sakura still lying on the ground covered in blood and watched as the seal twirled in circular motions and seemingly sucked away the wounds into her, ultimately leaving a permanent tattoo on her stomach. He looked to Kakashi who was drained of seemingly all life, "She'll be fine now."
The white haired nin looked at Itachi with his scratched sharingan eye, and smiled behind his mask, Itachi turned toward the drained Hyuuga users. He looked to the crowd, Hokage, his mother Mikoto, Hyuuga, Sasuke even. Itachi was a bit mad that none of the other Uchiha had decided to participate; then again, they would pay for it. Gently Itachi picked her up, and handed her to his mother who gently held her as well. He turned to them those stupid bastards! He wanted to rend and kill, hear their screams begging for mercy they wouldn't receive, he reached for a kunai the coldness returned, "Shall we continue where we left off?" He felt a hand restricting his hand it was warm. He turned to see Sakura her wide green and understanding eyes looking back at him hazy and disoriented. "Don't…kill… them." She said to him in a soft voice.
He wanted to gently push off her hand but her eyes hardened so did her resolve, "Promise." She said, her strength was returning and his was fluxuating, the ripping sensation still active. He didn't like being ordered he would get his answers later. He re-sheathed his kunai and looked at her, "For now." He said it seemed to be enough for her because her hand loosened and she lapsed back to unconsciousness.
He turned back to his clan his sharingan still flaring, he promised he wouldn't kill them but he never promised he wouldn't mentally tear them to pieces. He took a step forward they took a step back, he smirked it had been a long time since he had tried his hand at interrogation.
"You better treat her better from now on you are aware of that aren't you?" He took another step forward paralyzing them all with his snake like sharingan eyes. His father was always the first to speak out, the poor hotheaded fool. "W-why should we?" He ignored his father's plea, "From now on you'll call her 'Sakura-sama' none of that 'girl' nonsense. What ever she wants, you get it. If she say jump, you jump if she says act like a dog you get on all fours and bark got it?"
"Itachi is that anyway to talk to the head and elders?" his father shouted but it only made Itachi smile more, "Since when have I cared for your ideal in clan politics? Since when have I cared for you? She saved your sorry low life's you better recognize that." He turned to shivering Shisui, he couldn't forgive him now, "She jumped in front of you to save you," Itachi turned to the clan. "And since she stopped me twice now you better be thankful, she is after all going to be my wife and your co-clan leader."
Mikara stepped forward to protest, "You're mine!" He pulled out a shuriken and threw it at her face aiming so that it brushed past her cheek giving her a scratch, "Now, now I'm trying to be nice now, after all she said 'not to kill you' she never said I couldn't maim, you, take away your lively hood and make you unable to kill yourself." He said it all with an almost kind smile on his face. Mikara stepped back. "I choose who I love, not you and your damn clan politics. You can't control me and you'll never control Sasuke, I'll make sure of that." Itachi looked at his father with unwavering cold eyes and smiled, "Enjoy your post as Head of the clan for now old man." Itachi looked to the rest of the clan, "Consider what you did today and reflect, I hope you learn something through those thick and stupid heads of yours."
Itachi turned taking Sasuke by the hand, "Shall we go see Sakura now?" Sasuke looked at him and then at the clan then back to him, "Yeah! Let's go see Saku-chan!"