I don't own Naruto – VZ
Juugo watched silently as his leader continued to fight with the pink haired child. He had expected the battle to finish quickly, ending with the girl's blood pooling on the ground. It would be such a waste in his opinion but then again, since when did that matter?
The light in her beautiful green eyes would slowly fade away as Sasuke would finish her off with his sword.
Imagine his surprise when he saw Sakura actually putting up a pretty good fight against their cold and ruthless leader.
Her blows were powerful and precise, her dodges were gracefully done and her determination was boundless. Though he was a good distance away, he could see her eyes and the resolve within them. It was frighteningly beautiful how such a kind soul could feel such resentment.
Juugo observed the pair as they fought skillfully, the only injuries evident on their bodies was a scratch on the girl's arm and a purplish bruise forming on the underside of Sasuke's jaw.
It must've hurt, he thought with a slight wince.
But of course, leader showed no emotion on his face when he received her well-aimed kick.
The quiet man sighed.
He was just a bystander; unable to interfere with the show laid out before him. The orange haired man regarded the girl with a hint of admiration, even though her tiny fist was captured within Sasuke's large hand, she only pushed harder.
The emerald fire in her eyes burned like the flames of hell as her opponent countered her strike.
It was as if they were dancing. He knew it sounded ridiculous but there was no other way to explain it.
Sakura would move away from leader every time he tried to strike. And each time she would try to land another hit on him, he would evade expertly. For a while there were no other sounds in the clearing, not even from the pair who were battling in the middle of the grassy plane.
He was rather glad that he wasn't Sasuke at the moment. True, the Uchiha was undeniable strong. However, it was also obvious that Sakura was powerful in her own way.
There was ferocity in her punches, tenacity in her movements and a passion blazing in her eyes.
She truly was an enigma, a mystery.
And once again, he had a strange feeling that she was a puzzle that many desired to solve.
Juugo then wondered, was Sasuke an exception?
Or would he be just as curious and intrigued by her endearing personality and fiery green eyes.
Sakura had never felt so alive before.
Of course She knew that this fight could very well be her last, but wasn't that part of the thrill?
To literally battle for your life?
It felt like every nerve, each vein, and every single muscle in her body was on fire.
It was amazing.
However, it was also terrifying.
The look in Sasuke's eyes was dark and twisted, just like the man he was.
She grit her teeth as the man before her disappeared once more. The pinkette hated to say it, he was getting faster and faster. It was disconcerting to say the least. Wasn't he tired? Just even a bit?
She herself was panting and her limbs were beginning to feel slightly heavier than before.
Just as her spirit was about to falter and her drive about to wane, she spotted the bruise she had inflicted on the youngest Uchiha earlier. It was a dark splotch of skin amidst his pale flesh. Not only did it look extremely painful, it gave her a deep sense of satisfaction. It was a testament that he can be hurt. That even Sasuke Uchiha was not invincible.
Not…..invincible.
Damn.
There it was again! That feeling of nostalgia. Although, instead of Hidan, she was thinking of a certain dark haired man who also had blood red eyes. Eyes that seemed to pierce her very soul, searching for what lay inside and finding that he not only liked it, but also respected it. It was highly flattering and it gave a shiver of excitement that trailed down her spine. Oh this was pathetic. Just thinking about him sent tingles and shivers through her body.
For a brief moment, she reminisced every moment she had with Itachi Uchiha. Time slowed and Sasuke's sword froze in mid-air. He was as stoic as ever, but his red gaze promised death.
Suddenly, flashes of long dark hair and heated stares flew through her mind.
The way he entered her room so at ease, confidence evident in each of his movements. Dango sticks hanging from his lip, his obvious enjoyment for the sweets apparent in his eyes. Which were hardly red around her. Of course the sharingan was a hauntingly beautiful but his inky black eyes were like the dark sky, endless and alluring in its own way. And the fact that he let down his guard around her, broke down the wall that he used to carefully protect himself, was exceptionally gratifying. The pinkette knew that he used his bloodline technique at all times. Never giving himself a break. Never allowing himself to relax and unwind. Yet he did around her. His lack of sharingan use in her presence was evidence enough.
She sighed mentally.
Now was not the time to remember a particular s-ranked criminal.
Nevertheless, Sakura couldn't help it.
Maybe it was also because Inner was throwing some rather heated and intense images at her relentlessly.
Memories, sensations and feelings overwhelmed her at that moment. The way Itachi gazed at her with so much heat and desire that she was afraid that she would catch on fire. The second his skillful tongue (even she had to admit to that) touched the skin at her wrists and caressed her fingertips. The excitement she felt when he claimed her as his. Yes, it irritated her at first but soon, Sakura found his odd form of courtship compelling.
Inner cackled as she blushed.
And at that short time she was thinking about Itachi, his younger brother took this as his golden opportunity to strike. He could see her infuriatingly fiery green eyes glaze over. Knowing that this could be his only chance, he drew back his blade, composing himself into a strong stance. Much like a snake, Sasuke's muscles coiled as he prepared to deliver the final blow.
SHIIIIIICK
Finally.
This was the moment that he had been waiting patiently for. As her eyes widened, he leaned forward.
Twisting his weapon inside her tiny body brutally, he whispered sensually, softly into the shell of her ear.
"Have fun in hell Sakura, be sure to welcome my brother when you get there."
Pain.
Excruciating pain filled her entire being.
And it all stemmed from her abdomen, the center of her small and now dying body.
She hardly registered anything else except the mind-blowing agony, until that bastard leaned down to taunt into her ear. What made it worse was how nicely, how intimately he said it. As if they were friends, maybe even lovers. But she knew that was hardly the case.
Sasuke did it to vex her, to rattle her bones before he crushed them. To pierce her soul (quite literally in this case) before he ripped it apart.
While Sasuke slowly, leisurely unsheathed his sword from her body, his words gradually sunk in.
Have fun in hell….
The pinkette could feel warm liquid pooling at her feet. Fear and dread filled her right then, so did curiosity.
…Sakura…
She ultimately opened her eyes, revealing the brightest shade of red she'd ever seen before in her life.
…Be sure to…
Her legs crumpled beneath her, bringing her down to the grassy plane, which was stained with her blood.
…Welcome…
The girl's body lay limp on the ground, her limbs feeling powerless and her head was throbbing.
…..My brother….
Sakura's vision started to blur, the images were getting fuzzy now. This was proof that she was losing to much blood.
…..When…
Red eyes glinted maliciously at her.
….You….
Her eyes were drooping shut.
….Get….
Her heart was failing.
….There….
…..
No…..
Not now.
I will not die here.
I cannot die here.
There are too many things i have to do.
Things i have to prove.
People i have to...
The young girl's eyes slid shut.
Sasuke had to admit that he felt a deep feeling of enjoyment as he sunk his sword into her small body, he kept going until his blade's hilt met with Sakura's heaving chest. Although, there was this tinge of...something. A feeling that he couldn't name. Refusing to look deeper into it, he pushed that foreign emotion away from the forefront of his mind and left it in the back. And so, he sauntered to the rest of his team. Leaving behind the girl, her blood was leaving ruby colored puddles on the ground.
He smirked at the sight.
The dark haired man continued to walk away until he felt a massive chakra spike.
But before he could question what had just occurred, Karin spoke up.
"Oh Kami, just what the hell is she?" Her voice was almost hysterical, he could also sense some anger and irritation hidden in her tone.
Confused, (An emotion he hardly felt) Sasuke turned his head, just in time to feel the surface he was standing on shake. His sharingan was blazing red as smoke, boulders and broken trees filled the entire clearing.
Karin was fucking pissed. Not only was her hair messed up, but her top was dirty as well.
The red head tried to recalled what happened before the blast.
...
...
...
Oh shit! Now she remembered!
The pink haired brat had fallen to the Uchiha's sword, bringing a bright smile to her face. Immense glee filled her entire being, well, until the huge chakra spike at least. She focused her eyes on the bleeding girl where it had emerged from.
What she saw was un-fucking-believable.
The black chakra that had been feeding on her reserves, was the reason for the spike. It unnerved her to say the least, it certainly was strange. Wasn't it supposed to be eating the brat from the inside? Like a parasite? Then why was it helping her?
She coughed on the smoke that loaded her lungs, looking around, she saw her leader still standing straight and tall. Juugo was laying somewhere in the bushes while Suigetsu was nowhere to be found. Not that she cared anyway.
Karin sighed dreamily and a smile was plastered to her face.
But before she could tell Sasuke how wonderful and amazing he was, she spoke.
Her voice was clear and strong, however, there was something different it. Deeper somehow.
"Sorry to disappoint you Sasuke-kun..." The woman purred, her green eyes taunting.
"...but like I said, I'm not going to hell unless I get to take you with me."
She could only watch as Sasuke changed his stance, now facing the speaker.
"I see you've...grown."
The pinkette scoffed at his usual stoic facade, but her gaze never left his.
"Way to point out the obvious."
He shrugged, brandishing his sword, which was still covered in her blood.
Sasuke took one step forward before vanishing altogether, reappearing behind the pinkette with his blade over her neck.
"Sakura..." He brought up his other hand to keep her in place, wrapping it around her waist in a firm grip. To her credit, she didn't gasp, blush or move away. No, she was as stoic as the man behind her.
"Yes, dear Sasuke-kun?" She said sweetly, but her glare was everything but.
"It doesn't matter what you do, where you go or what you look like. I will kill you." The youngest Uchiha growled low, his hot breath fanning across her exposed neck. It was no longer shielded by her long locks of hair, now it was unprotected and vulnerable to him.
"Talkative today aren't we?" Her mocking voice reached his ears, making his red eyes flash dangerously.
The red head noted with bitter satisfaction that blood soaked Sakura's yukata, it dripped onto the grass, making red puddles on the ground. She was gleefully jumping inside at the sight of her being hurt. yet she soon realized the wound that their leader had inflicted on her earlier was gone. Through the ripped up fabric of her yukata, there was no injury. No evidence that Sasuke's blade had pierced her form. As if it was never there in the first place. Frankly, it pissed her off. Just how talented a medic was she? Wasn't she drained of chakra? But then again, there was the pesky black chakra that was helping the bitch out.
Karin hated that pink haired woman more than ever. Even she hadn't been that physically close to him, a fact that left a foul taste in her mouth. She watched distastefully, as the pair just stood there. Looking much like partners instead of enemies on the battlefield.
Sasuke pressed his forehead against her pink head, his mouth whispering words to her. He looked like a lover saying sweet nothing's into his mate's ear. And Sakura turned her head, meeting his dark and harsh gaze with her own.
This was the scene when Itachi Uchiha suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Hope you liked it :) Yey! i finally updated. Lotsa love and thanks to my reviewers and readers. ;) - VZ
