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So in this fic, his entire wardrobe is different from the canon's. Unless it's otherwise described he's wearing a simple black t-shirt and loose black pants.
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"GET UP!" Sasuke felt the kick to his shin at the same time he heard the blasted yell, screaming into his ears.
The Uchiha jolted awake and instant pain flooded his abdomen, near his stomach, then into his chest. The man gasped and buckled with open eyes but shut them almost immediately after from the stifling pain that almost brought his vision shutting down.
His mind briefly acknowledged that he was lying on his side on a grimy steel floor.
And then another kick fell towards his stomach.
"AGH!" he groaned as his eyes squinted open for a few seconds, to try and ascertain his assaulter.
"I said GET UP!" his attacker –a man Sasuke couldn't even scrutinize through his clouded vision- yelled again before raising his foot once more.
This next kick sent Sasuke sliding on the ground, as he heard something crack from within his chest, probably a rib. Or two.
Before he had the chance to even catch his breath, the blurry shape of a man came stomping towards him again, this time with something large and steel colored inside his hands.
The next thing he knew ice cold water drenched him from head to toe, like a million needles raining down on his skin and shocking his body with electric pain. He was awake.
Sasuke grimaced but managed to look up now with full wide eyes and finally discerned the face of his torturer: a large burly looking man with long black haired tied in a ponytail behind his pasty white skin. The left half of his face was tattooed with some kind of intricate black colored design that fell from his hairline to well past his collarbone, into the man's white yukata shirt.
The Uchiha glared at the man and tried focusing his chakra to summon his sharingan but a sudden burning pain from his wrists and ankles stopped him halfway and brought him back down on his knees…his hands fell in front of him at the last second to stop his fall. It was only then that he realized he was wearing thick steel bracelets on both of his wrists and ankles.
"Remember that pain, every time you call upon any chakra, you will feel it. Now, follow me," the man stated before swishing his hand forward, and suddenly Sasuke felt himself tugged forward, as if by an invisible rope around his neck.
The Uchiha just managed to put his feet forward in time lest he crash face first onto the ground again.
His pride couldn't stand being treated this way and was already concocting the best way to exact his revenge on this man -among the myriad of other thoughts currently racing through him.
Most of which were centered around Sakura.
Wh…what had she been doing?
…she had stabbed him.
Sasuke looked down now in present time towards his chest: layers of bandaged gauze stained deep red were wrapped around his pectorals, underneath his armpits and beneath his clothes, which were tattered in the front and frayed at the edges from his grueling battles.
Now that his vision was clear Sasuke could also discern where he was currently at: the dungeons beneath the Hokage building, made to store captured criminals.
It was empty save for the two of them. His captor noticed his scrutinizing gaze and cracked a wide grin. "You get special treatment for being who you are, Sasuke Uchiha. You get to be tried last."
Despite his injuries, Sasuke's reply still came out strong: "And why is that?"
"You'll find out soon enough," the man intoned sadistically before yanking on that invisible rope again, forcing Sasuke forwards once more. They travelled down a long dark hallway that had only lit torches illuminating the path. Only they weren't lit with fire, but white chakra orbs. This was to prevent criminals from potentially getting a weapon in their hands.
Sasuke knew because he'd seen the ANBU do the same things. Or rather, heard from his brother about these things.
They continued to travel, this time up a slight slope that eventually curved upwards before turning into an outright stairway. The entire time Sasuke traveled the air around him felt strange, like he was surrounded by chakra but he could never pinpoint any specific source. It was like the air was charged with power.
At the end, a bright white light encapsulated his body and drew him into a tight feeling hot tunnel that made it hard for him to even breathe.
But it only lasted for one second.
Then Sasuke opened his eyes and found himself standing in the middle of the Hokage's office.
Only it was no longer the office as he remembered: the furniture had all been stripped away –save for Tsunade's desk- and only the old Konoha inscribed carpet that was built into the room was still present. But even the carpet was charred and had battle cuts cast down upon its design.
Against the wall where Tsunade's desk had once been, rested the bound and gagged forms of Konoha's bureaucracy: Tsunade, Shizune, Kakashi, Guy, Yamato, a slew of other Jonin that Sasuke couldn't remember the names of, and Naruto. His best friend was the near the far right and had on chakra restraints just like everyone else.
When Sasuke entered the room through a white portal, everyone's eyes lit up, wide with shock. Naruto started thrashing in his restraints as hard as he could now. One of the many guards stationed in front of the prisoners in the back of the room turned around and threw his katana straight underneath the man's throat, a silent threat. Naruto stopped thrashing but threw a vicious glare at his captor.
Sasuke counted twenty guards in total stationed in front of the bound prisoners, beside them there were five other individuals in the room.
One central figure had kept his eyes trained upon Sasuke the moment he entered. This man had simple white hair but looked like he was in his mid-twenties. He was tall and thin, lean, about Sasuke's own height. His attire was immaculately white, just like his hair: a long sleeved dress shirt buttoned all the way up to his neck and at the cuffs. The man had on straight white slacks and simple white shoes. He leaned leisurely against the front of Tsunade's desk with his palms resting back against the wood on either side of his hips as he kept one foot crossed in front of the other. When Sasuke's eyes met his, the man gave a small closed lipped smile.
There were two people stationed on either sides of the man, making four in total. One of them was Sakura. She was the only female in the group, and was still wearing the same outfit he had last seen her in. A loose tube dress that started beneath her collarbone and circled under her armpits, before being tied simply in front of her chest. Her long hair was still in that high ponytail, tied cleanly without a single strand out of place. She stood straight to the right of the white haired man with her arms crossed in front of her chest and her eyes closed shut, like she was resting.
She was standing like she was a bodyguard for the white haired man.
Besides Sakura, there were three other men that seemed to have the same position as her, stationed next to the white haired man. But Sasuke didn't care to take notice of them.
"Sakura?" Sasuke called right as he was forced to his knees by a strong kick behind him.
The pinkette didn't show any sign that she'd heard him.
"So you're Sasuke Uchiha," the white haired man intoned with a chagrin before stepping forward and moving to kneel on one knee in front of the dark haired man. He lifted one pale hand upwards to lift Sasuke's chin, angling his face upwards to meet his eyes square on.
The white haired man had blood red eyes.
They weren't Sharingan, just simple red irises, but they seemed to pierce Sasuke's soul when he looked into them.
"What a pretty face, no wonder Karin made that request," the white laughed lightly before standing up again, turning his back to Sasuke. "So, let me introduce myself, my name is Utakaru. I would introduce you to the rest of my guardians but I believe your attention is diverted towards only one anyway."
Sakura kept her eyes closed, remaining completely motionless. All the while Sasuke kept diverting his gaze back and forth between her and Utakaru.
The white haired man grinned. "I'm going to keep this simple Sasuke, swear fealty under me or join the criminals behind us sentenced to execution."
Sasuke glowered. "You slaughtered innocents. My parents-"
"Oh I didn't kill your parents" Utakaru interrupted, humored. The corner of his lips raised in a cruel smirk as his eyes shifted towards Sakura's still silent form.
If it wasn't for the faint sound of breathing and the slow rise and fall of her chest, Sasuke might have thought she was just a fake statue.
This wasn't…she…no…the Sakura he knew, the Sakura he loved would never kill his parents. What he'd seen, who he'd seen, had to have been an imitation.
…but who else could have moved away his ninja tools from his apartment? They'd been missing right when he needed them…right when Konoha was attacked. Had Sakura really tried to get him killed?
...no. No, he trusted her.
"Bullshit!" Sasuke yelled while he burst standing up. In the process, the steel bracelets on his arms burned hot red and scalded into his skin. At the same time, He screamed as the pain made him once more collapse to his knees.
The pain made him gasp for air, unable to even suck in air for a few seconds, before the heat finally receded and Sasuke found himself on all fours bent at the feet of the still smiling Utakaru.
He wanted to rip that grin right off of the man's face.
"You don't believe me?" Utakaru asked incredulously, his eyes alight with amusement once more. "Tell you what Sasuke, I'll let you find out the truth for yourself. If you can land a single punch on me, I'll not only let you go but I'll also set free everyone currently sentenced to execution."
Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "With my current restraints and injuries? How ridiculous."
"Oh I'll let you out of those cuffs, and as for your injuries," the man stated while standing up from the desk, and moving to step towards Sasuke –but one of his male guards stopped him with an extended arm and a quiet shake of his head.
Utakaru smiled politely while gracefully pushing the man's hand away. "Don't worry, there won't be any danger."
He stepped to right in front of Sasuke and knelt down on one knee; their faces became inches apart from each other. Sasuke's eyes widened when Utakaru's hand landed on his shoulder while the man's mouth moved to right next to Sasuke's ear. He kissed his earlobe.
At the same time Sasuke felt that, warm relief flooded into his body, healing him of his previous soreness and the exhaustion he'd woken up with. The bruises and kicked wounds he'd just sustained not less than ten minutes ago, vanished to nothing and Sasuke felt like a whole new man.
Utakaru stood back up, straightened to his full height. "See, the only chakra power I have is healing others. I'm quite good at it as I'm sure you've noticed. I actually have no offensive power of my own. This fight should be a cinch for you. All you have to do is get through my guards and you'll win."
Right after he finished speaking, Utakaru snapped his fingers and Sasuke's ankle and wrist restraints split apart. Chakra immediately flooded back into his hands and body.
In a second, Sasuke threw a kick behind him knocking his previous torturer down to the ground and his head slamming into the floor.
Sasuke turned back glancing towards Utakaru and saw that all three of the male guards were rushing towards him while Sakura was still standing motionless, eyes closed, arms crossed and breathing calmly.
Truth be told, Sasuke didn't want to reach Utakaru so much as he wanted to reach his (former?) fiancé. Was...had…she really betrayed him?
Sasuke took in Sakura's motionless form and anger flooded into his being like never before. Why was she so calm and apathetic?!
Sasuke sent a shockwave through his palms and in a second, all of the guards sent towards him were thrown back against the wall, collapsed on their backs and groaning in pain. The twenty guards stationed before the prisoners now came running towards Sasuke as well.
All of them with their swords and katanas drawn, charging towards him. Strange thing was, none of the people (including those three he'd just dispatched) were utilizing any chakra against him. They were all using blunt force.
Sasuke formed hundreds of chakra needles into his palm and sent them flying through the air, trajectory propelled and controlled by his chakra. They landed all across his rushing attackers; it struck them all in precisely the spot he was aiming for: right over the sleeping vertebrae.
They all collapsed onto the ground.
Sasuke looked back towards Utakaru, who still looked as arrogant and assured as always. He took one step towards the man.
Sakura finally opened her eyes.
A force of air rushed through room, like a shockwave of raw power. Sasuke gasped in shock and because it was genuinely harder to breathe now than it was just a few seconds ago.
This was…Sakura's power? No…his Sakura didn't even know jutsus! She'd never even went to the academy! She had no chakra! She wasn't a shinobi.
Behind her, Utakaru's smirk widened to a full blown grin. Sasuke furrowed his brows; that man was going to pay for mocking him! But before he could get even closer to him again, Sakura came rushing at him, two kunais in her hands.
Her blows took every bit of strength inside Sasuke's body to block, and he didn't always succeed. They were insanely fast and almost impossible to see, even with his sharingan. Sakura delivered blow after blow to his body with the kunais, mainly across his chest but also on his arms and legs.
"Sakura!" Sasuke screamed as he was forced back by her impending chakra, a force of green power through the air; he raised his arms forward in a cross to shield his heart as the power hit him square across the chest. Sasuke was blown right into the cement wall opposite of Utakaru, sending cracks deep into the surface.
Sasuke collapsed to his knees, vomiting out blood as he looked up to meet Sakura's gaze once again.
She was standing in front of Utakaru with her arms held out in a traditional combat pose.
Sasuke barely managed to stand back up, his legs and feet wobbly underneath him.
"Sa-Sa…kura…"Sasuke emitted through a second slough of blood erupting from his throat.
The pinkette remained completely apathetic, not a shred of emotion flashing across her beautiful face.
"…why…Sa…kura…" Sasuke groaned a second before the woman he loved rushed forward at light speed and stabbed him straight through the stomach.
"…you're not…Sa…kura…" Sasuke stated weakly while his eyes remained locked with hers. For the first time since he'd entered this room, Sakura's serene expression showed emotion: violent and grotesque anger at his words.
She leaned in close to him now, so that her mouth lined up right over his face while she seethed: "What do you really know about me?"
He had never heard so much hatred seep through her lips than in those few words.
She emphasized this rhetorical statement with a violent jerk from her kunai and unimaginable pain erupted from Sasuke's abdomen. He groaned and shrieked and buckled, right before she pushed the kunai out, straight through his body. It pierced the wall behind him with a hard thud.
Sasuke fell to his side, unable to even stay upright anymore. His sweat soaked face collided with the carpet, causing dirt and grime to stick to it while his eyes weakly looked up, still unable to pry themselves away from the girl he couldn't believe had done this to him.
The kunais inside Sakura's palms vanished as her apathetic expression once again took place across her ivory face.
In a second, a katana was summoned into her arms, and had its blade placed right over Sasuke's throat.
"Something told me I would have to convince you of Sakura's duplicity when you woke up, so I set up this little scene. All the guards in here are actually just plain militia men, with rudimentary to zero chakra levels. The only real guard I have here is Sakura," the man gloated pretentiously. "Not that I need anyone else of course, her being the strongest one out of my entire committee."
Utakaru stepped up now so that he was right in front of Sasuke, looking down at the defeated man. "She was a plant Sasuke. Has been from the very beginning. Sent here by me to spy on Konoha and implement this revolution."
Sasuke's eyes widened at his words. Utakaru laughed again. "Surprised? "
The white haired man knelt down now on one knee so that he could whisper these next words into the Uchiha's ear: "Didn't you find it odd how the same night Sakura offered herself to you, the Uchiha sanctum was broken into?"
"I told her to sleep with you Sasuke, so that you would be occupied when my group broke in."
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