Sakura

"He shouldn't have been allowed to harm you. You're mine. That's why I'm furious" Oh, he thought he was furious? He really should not have said that. Okay, that. Is. It! I have had it with you, four eyes! Angrily, the young woman narrowed her emerald eyes and opened her mouth to speak. "How many times do I have to tell you that 'you' do not own me!?" Her left eye was twitching furiously, relentlessly, and her arm was twitching while her fist clenched so tightly together that her knuckles began to turn white. And for the record, four eyes, I don't see you with just about every bone in your limbs broken. You have 'no' reason to complain...Acting childish again...It's so unbecoming....

Kabuto looked just about as ready to blow his top as Sakura was to blow hers. Both of them were obviously infuriated, but neither knew what the other one was thinking, nor why their opposite seemed just as angry as they themselves. Cringing at the sudden realization that she had made herself bleed with her nails digging into her hand, the young woman let out a frustrated sigh and allowed the healing chakra to pulsate through her uninjured hand, quickly closing the wound and leaving a small trail of blood that trickled down into tiny droplets on the floor. The silence in the room that stood between the two individuals was devastating and thick as smog. The kunoichi was about to break the silence, no doubt with something witty that would infuriate the person in front of her even more so, but no such luck as the four eyes spoke first.

"You do look rather pathetic. What exactly did he do to you? I only care because it interests me how he came so close to breaking you, both literally and emotionally." Sakura's eye began to twitch rather violently at this mixture of a question and statement. Oh she was mad. Not only was she mad, she literally had to stop herself from trying to move to harm him only to end up in pain on the floor. "Your limbs are broken...Remember that..." Inner Sakura painfully reminded her alter self. In this state, she really was rather pathetic. Her weakness showed as anger bubbled up inside of her, ready to boil over onto this young man at any second. Nai, I have to stay calm... she told herself, letting out a small, heaved sigh and closing her eyes for another brief moment before looking up to stare directly into those deep onyx eyes once more.

"Sasuke kun did not even come close...The only breaking he did should be apparent in my disoriented limbs...Any other stupid questions?" Her smile was sweet, but her tone harbored malice and ice. Oh he had managed to piss her off. The only way she could keep herself from making a very dumb mistake was simply by being 'herself,' or at the very least, the version that Kabuto had come to know 'oh so well' in their time together. The painfully obvious sarcasm was back and so was her will of fire. Now she was even more determined not to let either one of these boys break her. If I hadn't already made up my mind, which I had, it would be a definite thing now.. Sakura relaxed herself, allowing the smallest hints of a smirk to grace her features as she again allowed the eerie green chakra to emit from her good hand. Slowly hovering it over her legs, they started to mend, and still, all she did was continue to think of ways to taunt and inwardly torture the young man in her presence. You've just released the side of me I never let anyone see... she hissed in her thoughts, anger apparent. Let's just hope that you can handle it....

Kabuto

"How many times do I have to tell you that 'you' do not own me!?"

"I'm confused. You say I don't? That doesn't make much sense, considering I clearly do." he questioned, feigning utter shock. She was twitching in disgust and anger pooled out of her body in obvious waves. Of course he understood that she thought she was free. She didn't believe him when he said she was his, but it was true. The pink headed girl simply didn't realize it yet. One day, however, it was inevitable that she would. But it annoyed him that she hadn't realized it yet.

They were both extremely irritated, both for very different, yet somehow unknowingly similar reasons. Both were handling their feelings in similar ways. This girl, his prisoner, she was so angry that she had drawn her own blood from her hand. He had been close to doing the same, however had stopped himself. He could practically smell the irony in the air. They lived such different lives, yet shared so many things in common. Except for the fact that she didn't enjoy torturing people. Perhaps that is why she's so much fun to play with.

After he had corrupted the heavy silence, she became even angrier. He could practically see the steam radiating off her. It looked as if she was contemplating an attack, however they both knew that was impossible in her state. Which made it all the more fun to provoke her. He was dismayed, however, at her response. She was pushing his buttons right back. She even managed to calm herself.

"Sasuke kun did not even come close...The only breaking he did should be apparent in my disoriented limbs...Any other stupid questions?"

"Just one more" he began, frowning slightly. "Did you enjoy it when he kissed you?"

Maybe that would wipe that confident smirk off her face.

He was unsure as to why he felt so inclined to ask, but told himself it was simply curiosities sake. Besides, any true experimentalist wouldn't hesitate to collect data. Still, he shouldn't have bothered to ask. As soon as the question escaped his lips, he wished he could have taken it back. Screw the data. The simple fact was that it shouldn't concern him. He was above petty things like this. He was conflicted between telling her to forget about his question and waiting it out until she answered. He had been confused about what to say and do since he arrived in this room tonight. More reason as to why I shouldn't have bothered coming in here. She could take care of herself, and even if she couldn't it didn't matter to him. As long as she was alive when Sasuke returned his toy, he could play.

He told this to himself several times, and then quickly slid off of her ordinary bed. His feet came in contact with the chilly floor, however he didn't feel the bite. He stood up straight, looking down at the pink haired girl on her bed. She was healing herself, although how much she'd be able to heal with the chakra levels she had wasn't certain, she certainly wouldn't be able to heal everything. Oh well, it isn't my problem. She doesn't look like she's going to drop dead any time soon, and that was the only reason I bothered to stop by.

He gave one last look at her emerald eyes, staring into them for a moment. If he looked deep enough, he swore he could see a sparkle of conflict. Perhaps all he saw was the reflection of his own.

"I suppose I may stop by tomorrow. Don't count on it, though I'm sure your 'Sasuke kun' will visit you plenty times." was all he said for a goodbye. He turned on his heel, and stepped out.

He wasn't conflicted about leaving, but he was conflicted about what he was feeling at the time, especially when he looked at her pitiful state. The fact that he felt anything besides joy was troubling.

I suppose I should go sleep. I get the strange feeling that tomorrow will be a very tiring day he thought, headed in the direction of his room.

{And what a tiring day it was...}