d-2 #SSRetsudenCountdown prompt: your hands are my pride— dark fantasy au

trigger and content warning for mentions of blood and implied sexual/violence


"oh god, oh god…"

sasuke can hear her panting in the next room and it propels him to move faster. he barges in, finger at the trigger, and his gaze lands on pink and red— then he freezes on the spot.

he finally found her after a week of scouring the entire abandoned town they're in. with quick strides, sasuke discreetly checks the outside from the windows. after a thorough scan, he comes back to her and kneels down next to her.

"sakura," he calls her gently, his eyes noting the shit ton of blood coating the floor. it's on her scraped knees, her torn skirt, her bruised face— but her trembling hands are dripping with it. the sharp smell stings his senses but he fights the bile in his throat. "i'm here, love… look at me."

wide green eyes look up at him and sasuke wishes he was the one who killed the fucker lying in front of them. if only he was a minute faster then she wouldn't be trembling like a child right now.

the dead man's head is almost completely severed from its neck. only a few muscles and tissues are left from it. there are multiple stab wounds on his chest making his white shirt flooded with red.

she maimed him; obliterated his limbs and caved his guts out from her knife. she killed her perpetrator and kidnapper and she is fucking terrified.

"h-he…" she stutters and she keeps on shaking. there's blood on her teeth and sasuke remembers the dead man's missing ear. "…plans… sell… sas-…"

sasuke holds her face, "breathe for me, sakura… please. breathe with me."

"touched me… didn't know w-wha… what to do… plea-"

"love, c'mon… breathe!"

she takes a big gasp in sync with the first fall of her tears. she sobs in his hands and her own grip his shirt. sasuke knows he has to be strong for her.

"i k-kill… i killed s-someone-"

"he deserved it," his voice gentle but firm. "it's the only way to survive. it's the only way you can come back to me."

there's recognition in her eyes after that and sakura looks at him with realization. "i knew you'd find me," she whispers to him, tears mixing with the blood splattered on her perfect face, exhaling with relief.

sasuke chokes on his suppressed emotions, "i would've killed everyone who gets in my way." and he did, if the corpses outside this room aren't enough proof for it.

he takes her life-stained hands and kisses them, the blood on them making its way to his lips. now, they're both covered in it— clothes, mouth, hands— and he celebrates them; her victory.

"these hands?" he intertwines their fingers together. "your hands are my pride, sakura. if not for them, you wouldn't be alive, and i would've been dead with that." the look in her eyes sharpens and clears.

sasuke drinks her entire form, "your body is my own. whatever you say is my word, whatever you do is my will." he grabs her neck and pulls her closer to him. he breathes against her, "and whoever you kill is my wish, for your foes are the same as mine."

she gasps against his lips when he touches his with hers, "it's you and me against the world, sakura. my hands are your hands, my heart is your heart. body and soul, my love… i'm all yours."

her mouth devours his and he can only answer back by kissing her harder. i missed you so fucking much.

in this world they have to fight, and they know the only way to survive is to fight it together— with grit and guts, and maybe with a little bit of darkness in them. no one gives a damn.

neither will they.


a/n: i have no idea how to tag this au but while i wrote this, that attempted r*pe scene from the last of us with david and ellie came to mind and this was my ss take on that