Okay, you guys, while I love all my readers very very much, please realize that I am writing a fanfiction and so characters will go AU to an extent, back histories will change to an extent, some people are angry that I wrote Sasuke killed 500 children in Deauti Revised, and how it can't be a SakuSasu anymore because of that.
Well, I appreciate your opinion but...it's my story? I mean, I want to write Sasuke as being a very dark character and I have my own plans for the man and how the plot will unfold, it will differ from the canon but I mean that's just what some fanfiction is. You are free to read other more loyal to the canon fanfics if you feel my stories don't fulfill your standards for fanfiction, but please don't flame or chastise me for taking any of the twists I choose to take for my stories, with all due respect. Thank you, and once again I love all my readers (those that agree or disagree with me all the same) and sincerely love that you guys take time to read my writing.
Now onto Deauti Original chapter 2, I had to change some minor parts of the chapter, like grammar and a few other things, just so I can make myself want to write this again. I will continue to make very small changes in the forthcoming chapters. If you guys don't like the changes then I'm sorry it's either these small things or I'm not able to write the story anymore.
Her eyebrows crossed. "Ex-excuse me?"
She definitely hadn't heard him correctly.
The Uchiha stepped closer once again. His body language infuriatingly serious. "I want you."
Oh god.
"I-I-I-" Sakura stammered. "What…do you mean?"
She asked him, probing.
"You know exactly what I mean," he answered in just the same frustratingly calm voice.
Sakura blinked multiple times. A deep sounding fear rising inside her heart. The kiss…oh god. But some part of her still refused to believe that Sasuke would want her like that. Some combination between: "Yeah, right, get real honey" and "Dear god, I hope this psycho doesn't mean what I think he means."
Also because, she desperately wanted to think that Sasuke wanted her for something else. Now that she was older and more mature about physical intimacy.
"Like another healing-nin? Sure Sasuke, I can do that," Sakura agreed with a nervous laugh.
In an instant, Sasuke was on her, his body pinning her against the door frame with her hands on either side of her head, his palms constricting around her wrists.
"Are you really that naïve, Sakura?" he asked in a whisper, dangerous and low. To emphasize his point, Sasuke pressed his mouth once more against hers to keep her pressed against the door while he freed his hands.
Those same hands now moved down to untie the strings that kept her red vest together. In an instant, they came undone and Sakura felt the garment shoved off of her shoulders, falling around her feet. Sakura squirmed as hard as she could but his grip just wouldn't fall loose.
Without warning, he grasped her white undershirt by the opening, and tore it open.
Now Sakura screamed; the sound muffled by Sasuke's forced kiss.
Her pink laced bra and cleavage were revealed now as the man moved to suck on her collarbone, his palm moving to cover her mouth and subsequent yells.
Sakura used that instant to bite his hand as hard as she could, causing the man to fall off her.
She grasped the sides of her torn undershirt tightly together, sending her most hateful glare towards Sasuke.
"Wh-what is wrong with you?" she threw at him furiously as he stayed on the ground, his gaze shooting upwards to meet hers.
"Isn't this what you always wanted?" he asked mockingly. "You were so eager when we were younger."
Sakura huffed indignantly. "I-I-I was…I was stupid!"
She knew that excuse was terrible but it was the best she had. And besides, it was the truth. "I had a schoolgirl crush on you but that's way over now. And even if some godforsaken reason I still loved a psycho murderer like you, that still doesn't give you the right to rape me!"
Sasuke's gaze was unreadable then. His eyebrows were furrowed together but he didn't look angry and he didn't say anything.
Sakura met his gaze for a long time, neither of them moving or saying anything; her feet told her to run but she just…didn't. Her breaths were shallow and fast inside her chest as she tried to calm her raging heart.
Finally, Sasuke started to get up and as if that was the alarm she needed, Sakura started bolting for the door. It wasn't locked but rather jammed and in her harried state of mind, Sakura couldn't seem to get the damn thing open.
Sasuke didn't come after her. Rather, he stayed where he was, some three feet behind her, dressed in all black as he eyed her trembling form.
"You have nothing to fear from me, Sakura," he stated simply. "I was just testing your reaction…testing to see if my theory was right."
Sakura turned around here, glaring at him. "What theory?"
"That you have moved on from me."
Her lips parted in slight shock. Wh-why did he care?
"Well, I have. I already told you that!" Sakura intoned awkwardly without meeting his eyes. She bit her lip. "…I…I just came here to get you to save Naruto. Will you?"
Sasuke met her eyes again. "That depends, are you willing to pay my price?"
Sakura's jaw dropped again. "You-you said I have nothing to fear from you!"
"That's right," Sasuke stated simply, "Because I won't force you. You're going to give yourself to me willingly, if you want Naruto back."
Now Sakura felt like crying. Her tears pricked at her eyes and threatened to burst forth but her pride held them back. No, she couldn't give in. She couldn't let him win. Her mind raced for a solution. Any solution...
"What if we made a bet Sasuke?" her tone was playful when she finally addressed him again, but in reality it was hiding fear and dread. "We'll fight, and if I win, then you'll revive Naruto without any demands."
"But if I win," Sasuke interjected with a menacing grin. "You'll-"
"YOU will still revive Naruto, alright? That's not changing in either options," Sakura interrupted just the same, her tone gaining courage the longer she spoke to him.
Sasuke tsked. "Then what's my incentive? What do I get if I win?"
"What, don't tell me your afraid of losing to little old me?" Sakura asked, trying to trick him into never really defining the terms of their battle by going for his world famous ego.
But Sasuke wasn't one to be fooled.
"What do I get if I win?" He asked the question again, this time irritatingly and not falling for her trap.
Both Sakura and he knew what was at stake here. Sasuke just wanted to hear Sakura say it herself.
"I'll do whatever you want."
Sasuke inclined his head, smirking. "Forever."
Sakura's eyes widened, biting her lip again but nodding after a few moments of thought. Who's to say she was going to lose? She'd learned a lot of new tricks since Sasuke abandoned them and she might be able to wipe the smirk off that bastard's face.
"Forever."
The duel took place that same night, because Sakura didn't want to waste any more time that could potentially be used to save Naruto.
"Ready?" Sasuke asked her but the way he said it was mocking and derisive, like he thought she was going to lose immediately if she started on the wrong foot.
"FUCK YOU!" Sakura shouted while suddenly lunging towards him, taking him by surprise to draw a deep cut against his upper arm. The Uchiha swore under his breath before suddenly vanishing.
In an instant, a hard elbow came crashing straight towards the back of Sakura's neck, sending her sprawling.
The pain was excruciating and made her gasp but Sakura made herself stay upright. In a second, while they both stayed in midair, Sakura sent her foot upwards, kicking the man straight in the face.
Or what she thought was him. Instead, upon impact, Sasuke vanished in a puff of smoke and in his place was a long wooden log. Sakura didn't have time to react because in a second, Sasuke's Kusunagi came raining down towards her throat. Only it was the back of the blade that wasn't sharp as it pressed against her skin while Sasuke forced her to the dirt training ground outside of Team Hebe's hideout.
Karin, Suigetsu and Jugo all stood in the sidelines, watching, per Sasuke's instruction to not interfere until the battle was over.
Which seemed imminent now as Sakura found it hard to breath
"So, you haven't changed that much after all. I can still beat you without breaking a sweat," the Uchiha intoned up close with a smirk.
"You wish," Sakura stated before vanishing before his very eyes.
The Uchiha blinked, right before two life sized Earth fists rose and took shape from the loose dirt around him. They smashed into him.
Sakura stood high up in the air, her hands weaved in front of her as she did the Earth release. She kept herself afloat with her chakra while she gazed down at the dirt cloud that had risen around Sasuke after her attack.
She dived straight down towards the Earth, her kunai charged and poised ready.
She used her sensory ninja skills to locate Sasuke through the cloud of dirt so that she wouldn't miss-
-in a second, Sasuke's kusunagi came rushing straight out of the cloud. Sakura gasped and managed to react at the last second by raising out her steel gloved hand to cradle the tip of the sword as she stopped straight in midair.
The cloud had almost completely dissipated by now and Sakura could stare straight into Sasuke's face. He was still smirking!
Her Earth infused attack had managed to catch him off guard but did no serious damage. Dammit!
Refusing to be looked down by him anymore, Sakura sent her body crashing straight down, letting his Kusunagi pierce straight into her abdomen (much to the Uchiha's horror) while she used that instant to stab her chakra infused kunai straight into his stomach as well.
Pain. Blinding. Searing. Hot pain surged through her senses but her only console came from the fact that Sasuke didn't seem to be any better off.
In fact, the man was huddled on the ground now, cradling his abdomen as he gasped for breath. The rest of his team had stood up from their vantage point now but didn't do anything yet, remembering Sasuke's words.
Sakura's vision spun before her until she could no longer stay upright. She collapsed onto all fours, only managing to catch herself at the last second with her hands. Sakura summoned one palm filled with green healing chakra over her abdomen, but the wound stayed motionless and would not stitch together as she bid it to do. She tried again and again but still it would not heal itself. Did this have something to do with Sasuke's katana?
She craned her head upwards, using almost all her strength to gauge how Sasuke was doing. The man was knelt down on one leg while he cradled his weeping wound, his face now a pale ghost of its former beautiful image.
Finally, his smirk was gone.
That was the last of Sakura's coherent thoughts as she felt the world around her start to melt; she recognized the workings of a genjutsu cloud her weakened mind but she was far too weak to fend it off.
She suddenly saw her mother.
And herself.
Or rather, her toddler self: a crying pink haired little girl that had a nasty scrape on her knee from her first time playing outside.
"Wah! Waahh waahhhhh…." Sakura cried while grasping her painful knee next to a square sandbox. Sakura's mother, Mebuki, cradled her crying form and hushed her.
"Shh, shh, it's alright," the adult blond woman stated. "It's okay…just let mommy take care of it, Sakura…"
She hushed and cooed her but the image of Mebuki was not nearly as strong her words:
"It's alright Sakura…it's okay...just give in."
Sakura felt her mind cloud in darkness, drawing her into unconsciousness...what was she even doing here? Was she trying to save someone?
Na..Naruto?
That's right...he was...trapped.
But she suddenly saw him waking up and all his friends and family hugging him.
He was better.
Relief flooded into her heart but something felt...off.
Once more Mebuki's voice rose up around her, urging her, coaxing: "Just give in...Sakura. Sasuke will take care of you."
"I'll take care of you." That last voice did not belong to Mebuki. She couldn't see him but Sakura knew it was Sasuke's voice. An image of his pretty face rose up into her mind.
I can take care of you.
"NO!" In real life, Sakura punched the ground, huddled though she was with the morbid stomach wound. Her head lifted to face Sasuke's wide eyed form, clearly astonished that she'd managed to break out of his genjutsu as weak as she was.
In a second, Sakura lunged at him.
Sasuke was forced to the ground as Sakura's pale weak form came to line over his equally weak body, straddling on both sides of his waist while she held a kunai pressed straight against his throat.
"Say you give up!" she screamed, but her weakness seeped through her words. Sweat beaded across her forehead and landed on the man's chin but Sasuke remained silent. "Say it!"
The Uchiha met her furious green eyes in challenge. His lips barely moved as he seethed: "NO."
Her kunai dug in deeper, drawing blood. Her face fell lower so that it lined right up against his face, their noses touching. "Say it! Or I swear I'll kill you!"
Sakura's short hair fell in a curtain around the man's pale chiseled face. "SAY IT SASUKE!"
Before she knew what had happened, Sakura felt the strong force of Sasuke's palm locked strongly against the back of her neck and his lips pressed painfully into hers.
She gasped into the lip lock, completely taken aback. The instant her focus got diverted, Sasuke's genjutsu power rushed back into her mind and used her lapse in defense to completely overwhelm her mind, drawing her into unconsciousness.
It was probably some residual leftover from Sasuke's genjutsu but Sakura dreamed the rest of that bike incident, the way it incorrectly happened.
"Shh, shh, it's alright, its okay, Sakura," her mother whispered while hugging her tiny form, soothingly rubbing her back as the girl cried.
The back of a small boy stepped in front of them and Mebuki looked up, before smiling. "There you are. Sakura hurt herself, can you look after her while I get bandages?"
The boy nodded and came to cradle Sakura's form, the best he could, with his short toddler arms.
The boy had dark hair and wore a blue high collared t-shirt as he held onto Sakura, shushing her like the way Mebuki had done.
"It's okay, Sakura," he whispered with an innocent smile, as the girl had finally stopped crying due to being held by her best friend, "I'll take care of you."
"Thank you Sasuke-kun."
Sakura burst awake. Immediately a surge of pain erupted from her stomach and caused her to fall back down. Looking at her stomach, Sakura found a long series of white bandages with a bit of crimson staining, wrapped tightly around her.
Oww. Was all she could think of as she recalled the way the injury had occurred; damn, Sasuke sure knew how to fight.
Not that she would be intimidated.
It was only then that she heard the light snoring coming from a few feet to her right. Without sitting up, Sakura craned her neck to look and found Sasuke's sleeping form, with his head leaning on one arm as it was propped against the nightstand.
Every now and again, his sleeping would cause his head to fall off his arm and cause him to fall slightly before he caught himself and replaced his head against his hand, continuing to rest. The way he was sleeping right now…was pretty cute. Sakura had to admit to herself.
In a second, she slapped herself. Stop that. She couldn't have those thoughts in her head again.
The sound of the slap had woken the Uchiha from his slumber, who quickly recomposed himself into his cool exterior before stepping up to Sakura.
"You're awake? How are you feeling?" he asked, sounding…almost concerned? Sakura was sure her ears were malfunctioning.
The kunoichi tried sitting up again, so that she could at least look at him eye level (right now he was almost hovering over her) only for the wound in her abdomen to make her gasp in pain once again.
Suddenly an iron hold came pressing down onto her shoulders, keeping her restrained from moving any further.
"STOP. You're going to reopen your wound," Sasuke's simple order came with a silent threat in his eyes.
Sakura rolled her eyes and resigned herself to her fate of lying down, for now anyway.
"How long are you planning on keeping me here?" she asked exasperatedly, turning her head to look at him straight.
The man tsked. "As long as I want. Did you forget our deal already?"
Sakura pursed her lips. No…
"You mean I lost?"
Sasuke emitted a short chuckle. "The fact that I'm standing while you're recovering wasn't enough of a hint?"
The kunoichi emitted a deep groan while shifting in the bed covers, turning so she didn't have to face Sasuke anymore.
In another few seconds, she suddenly felt Sasuke's mouth pressed against her ear: "Don't you want to ask me about Naruto?"
Sakura gasped not from Sasuke's overtly intimate act, but rather from what he'd said. This time she succeeded in sitting up, ignoring the sharp pain from her stomach because she'd been expecting it this time. Sasuke moved to push back her down again but Sakura had been expecting him to do this as well.
"Get off," she said while slapping his hands away. The man's lips pressed into a thin line but Sakura ignored him while she asked: "Did you keep our deal? Is Naruto better?"
Sasuke didn't answer her, only continuing to meet her probing inquisitive gaze with his own indiscernible, collected one. Sakura swore she was going to strangle this man if he didn't give her a straight response. "What happened, Sasuke?"
In a second, the man had relocated both his hands on either side of her on the bed, his body sitting close to hers. His gaze trapping hers. "I always keep my promises Sakura."
There was something…scary about the way he looked at her now, but the pinkette only registered this in the back of her head, immense relief flooding into her heart. So Naruto was better. That's what Sasuke's words implied. Thank god.
Her expression must have given away her happiness, because Sasuke suddenly came to grip her by the chin. He took care not to apply too much pressure considering her present injured state but he made sure that his nails were digging into her chin.
"Oww! Wh-what are you…" Sakura began but stopped herself as Sasuke's face suddenly came within touching distance to hers. Her eyes widened and trembled in fear as his dark blue irises bore down into hers, threatening ominous danger.
"I kept my end of the deal, Sakura," he stated quietly though it was laced with restrained fury. "When you're better, I expect you to keep yours."
And with that he kissed her.
It was light and quick, just surface deep, before he pulled away. "Karin couldn't heal your wound completely because it was created by my Kusunagi. You'll have to rest for at least a week or more. I'll come in each day to redress it, if I see that it's any bit worse than the day before, I'll tie you to the mattress. Understand?"
Sakura blinked a few times in shock, bewildered that he was treating her like this.
"Understand?" he asked her again, this time angrier.
Sakura, on any other circumstance would have slapped his hand away, but…the look in his eyes. It warned her not to mess with him.
"I understand."
And with that he left her.
As soon as the door closed and his footsteps dissipated from her ears, Sakura scoffed.
What the fuck was his problem?
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