Oh come on guys, you didn't really think I'd leave you all hanging did ya? :P So I've gone for a bit of a twist hope everyone enjoys! If you don't then don't bother to send nasty messages or leave nasty comments- if you don't like don't read.
I was cold, so cold. I felt for Sasuke, he wasn't there. I felt for my baby bump but my stomach was flat. Wherever I had ended up held nothing but darkness, I didn't know of I was dead or alive. There was no day, no night, just times when I was conscious and times when I wasn't until a small light appeared. It was a small candle flame, burning steadily, it didn't flicker like it should because there was no breeze or movement around it. How had it appeared? Was it a candle or was I gradually getting closer to hell? Breath suddenly tickled my face, it made me jump.
"Where's the Uchiha?" the voice was so deep I felt it vibrate through me. Tears started rolling from my eyes, my lips were quivering, teeth chattering, I was terrified and emotionally destroyed.
"I…don't know…" I weeped, body quaking with every powerful sob. I really didn't, the only thing I knew for sure is that he wasn't with me and our son like he promised.
The breath stinging my eyes stank of alcohol so I squeezed my eyes tightly shut.
"Open your fucking eyes." My captor ordered. I did, slowly.
"Good girl." he said and placed his hand on my head, "Now let's take a look and see if you're telling me the truth." Everything I had ever witnessed in my life flashed before me and it wouldn't stop, I couldn't even move. This man was in my head, snooping through every memory that was precious to me. He saw my parents death, my first day of work and the night I lost my virginity, he didn't linger too far in the past for long. I was thrown back to the day I met Sasuke, I could feel the same butterflies fluttering in my stomach when our eyes first met in the middle of the road. Then we were on the Inn floor fucking like wild animals. I gasped, something like the hilt of a blade jabbed me in the leg, was he going to stab me because he now knew that me and Sasuke were lovers? And why was he still stuck on the same erotic memory? He swore under his breath and adjusted his position to stop his erection touching me.
I shed tears watching my wedding and sobbed bitterly at the birth of our son and then it stopped. The mental torture had finished, leaving me emotionally and physically drained. The kunai pressed to my throat barely registered I was so numb.
"You really don't know anything. He used you. You're useless to us now…unless…." The cold steel inched lower, tracing an invisible line of desire along my body, the sharp blade tore my flimsy clothing, the bloodied rags fell to the floor.
"..I erase your past and use you. You'd make an excellent spy." Erase my past? I would have no memories? My tears dried against my dirty cheeks and I nodded. I didn't want to remember anymore, he was right Sasuke had just used me.
Years past, the great shinobi war was won by the allied forces and the world had changed dramatically but no matter what came up Sasuke never stopped searching. Every month he felt he was so close to finding me and yet somehow I'd always seem to slip through his fingers. He'd found the first hide out quickly, located where I'd been taken. He knew it was my blood that stained the single matress on the underground basement floor because he could smell me in the room. My scent made him ache, he'd do anything to have me in his arms again inhaling my enchanting floral aroma. Scraps of my clothing were also on the floor and it was clear from an empty whisky bottle and cigarette butts that I hadn't been alone. Sasuke never used to kill the hunter nin when they came after him but now he'd extract any information using his sharingun and slit their throats, watching the life gushing out of them in the hope that it was the one that had possibly fucked me. He hoped he was wrong, no other man was allowed to so much as look at me. At least it meant that I was alive.
"Come on, get up." Ryo rammed his elbow into my side, I stopped staring at the ring on my finger and tumbled out of bed.
"Last time I let you into my bed, asshole." I scowled, pulling on the pair of clothes he had told me to wear.
"Like you had a choice." he scoffed, bringing his hand sharply across my backside. I yelped, which made him laugh and then he kissed me, intruding my mouth with his slimy tongue. He wasn't bad looking but I felt nothing for him at all and for some reason whenever he touched me I felt a sense of guilt, I would search the darkness clouding my mind for a reason in my past but I'd never know, the only thing I had left of my life before becoming a spy was a gold band on my finger. I had no idea who had given it to me but I guessed that I couldn't have been that important to them because no one had ever come looking for me.
"Anyway, put this into his drink so we can get paid." Ryo slipped me the tiny parcel of powdered poison. I smiled at him and promised not to let him down. He was like my boss and the first person I ever remembered meeting, I didn't want to lose the one person I did have. Underneath all of his tattoos, scars and the vile things he said he wasn't really a bad guy, not that the people he murdered would agree.
I sat across the small table from a wealthy business man in a crowded restaurant, he told me how beautiful I was and I touched his hand affectionately. He promised me a night of passion and I promised myself that he would be dead within the hour. I leant across the table to expose my breasts and whilst he was drooling over my cleavage I discreetly poisoned his drink.
"I'm just going to freshen up." I smiled and vanished towards the bathroom feeling ashamed and sick to my stomach. Of course I never made it into the rest room, I was walking swiftly back to the abandoned house that we'd been staying in.
I felt a ghostly set of fingers snatch for my face through the unlit darkness of the midnight town. I reacted quicker than I knew I could and then a rush of adrenaline demanded that I run for my life. The footsteps were tapping behind me, from the corner of my eye I can't see anything but hot and heavy breaths assured me that it was a man. He's shouting something at me but I can't make out what it is over the booming beats of my heart thundering in my ears. I can see the house and there's a light on in the bedroom, I open my mouth to call for Ryo but I'm knocked off my feet. A figure loomed over me, he was silhouetted against the black backdrop of the night but his blood red eyes alone pierced the darkness.
When I woke up morning was pouring through the curtains, it illuminated the small room and alerted me to the man sat at the end of the bed I was on staring at me.