Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.
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Sakura carefully stepped up the stairs, concentrating on the chakra she had felt. The massive amount of energy she had felt before seemed duller now, hardly sensible. For a fleeting moment, Sakura doubted her own intuition, cursing herself for being so jumpy. Still, she focused.
'Funny, the chakra seemed like it was coming from the Mystique Room, but now it is gone,' Sakura thought, about to open the door to the room. Still, she persisted, and slowly opened the door. The pale purple wall and deep purple carpet loomed back at her, none of the silver items in the room seemingly misplaced or moved or disturbed. Suddenly, Sakura's eyes caught something on the floor.
"What?" she asked, walking over to the bed where a faint glimmering of metal had met her eyes. She looked down and gasped- it was a headband from the Hidden Mist Village and a little note. She carefully reached for the note and read.
'Haruno Sakura- I haven't given up. Turn around.' Was all that it said. Sakura held her breath and prayed that it wasn't who she thought it was. However, her prayers were in vain as her eyes met those of her least favorite person.
"Boo," said the Mist-nin, his creepy eyes looming at Sakura. The girl suppressed a shudder, and tried to act calm.
"Hideaki," she hissed. "What are you doing here?"
"Obviously, I came here for you," he replied smartly. Today, we was wearing uniform pants, no shirt, and armor on his arms. He smiled at her, his tousled, dirty blond hair falling cutely in front of his face. "Now, do we need to have another discussion, or will you just come willingly now?"
"Answer it yourself, bastard," Sakura replied angrily, memories of her kidnap pouring fresh into her mind. "Go away."
"Now, now, you and your sweet sensei humiliated me once, but never again. I will have my way, whether you like it or not. Now, let's go," he said, reaching out to grab Sakura's arms. She naturally pulled away, and reached for her kunai.
"Last chance- leave," Sakura instructed, in her defense pose.
"Baby, shut up," Hideaki said, his wise-ass smirk fading. Suddenly, he seemed to simply disappear from Sakura's vision. She blinked rapidly, trying to make heads and tails of where he might be. Suddenly, she felt something brush by her front. The bottom of her dress flicked around, proof that something had just whizzed by her. She looked down- the top button to her dress was undone. She fought the blush on her cheeks.
"Hideaki, stop this! Now!" Sakura said loudly, finally realizing what had happened- she had challenged a jounin, an elite ninja. How would she, a chuunin at best, beat him?
"Had enough?" he asked, still bounding around the room at high speeds.
"I can't back down!" Sakura cried.
"Ha!" the jounin called as he bombarded her quickly, zipping all around her and scoring multiple hits on her with his fists (if you've seen the anime, it kind of looks like when Haku is zipping from ice mirror to ice mirror, beating up Naruto in midair). Sakura's dress flapped wildly, and small cuts appeared on her.
"Arg!" she cried, falling down backwards. She breathed heavily as she tried desperately to sense where her assailant was.
"I hope that you are finished," said Hideaki as he appeared at her side, leaning over her. Sakura flung her fist at his face, trying to knock out a few of those straight white teeth. He violently grabbed her wrist and brought his lips down upon hers, stifling her cries.
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"Hang on, Sakura, I'm coming," whispered Kakashi as he raced back towards his home, where- as Ino had informed him breathlessly- Sakura had sensed a strange power.
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Sakura carefully stepped up the stairs, concentrating on the chakra she had felt. The massive amount of energy she had felt before seemed duller now, hardly sensible. For a fleeting moment, Sakura doubted her own intuition, cursing herself for being so jumpy. Still, she focused.
'Funny, the chakra seemed like it was coming from the Mystique Room, but now it is gone,' Sakura thought, about to open the door to the room. Still, she persisted, and slowly opened the door. The pale purple wall and deep purple carpet loomed back at her, none of the silver items in the room seemingly misplaced or moved or disturbed. Suddenly, Sakura's eyes caught something on the floor.
"What?" she asked, walking over to the bed where a faint glimmering of metal had met her eyes. She looked down and gasped- it was a headband from the Hidden Mist Village and a little note. She carefully reached for the note and read.
'Haruno Sakura- I haven't given up. Turn around.' Was all that it said. Sakura held her breath and prayed that it wasn't who she thought it was. However, her prayers were in vain as her eyes met those of her least favorite person.
"Boo," said the Mist-nin, his creepy eyes looming at Sakura. The girl suppressed a shudder, and tried to act calm.
"Hideaki," she hissed. "What are you doing here?"
"Obviously, I came here for you," he replied smartly. Today, we was wearing uniform pants, no shirt, and armor on his arms. He smiled at her, his tousled, dirty blond hair falling cutely in front of his face. "Now, do we need to have another discussion, or will you just come willingly now?"
"Answer it yourself, bastard," Sakura replied angrily, memories of her kidnap pouring fresh into her mind. "Go away."
"Now, now, you and your sweet sensei humiliated me once, but never again. I will have my way, whether you like it or not. Now, let's go," he said, reaching out to grab Sakura's arms. She naturally pulled away, and reached for her kunai.
"Last chance- leave," Sakura instructed, in her defense pose.
"Baby, shut up," Hideaki said, his wise-ass smirk fading. Suddenly, he seemed to simply disappear from Sakura's vision. She blinked rapidly, trying to make heads and tails of where he might be. Suddenly, she felt something brush by her front. The bottom of her dress flicked around, proof that something had just whizzed by her. She looked down- the top button to her dress was undone. She fought the blush on her cheeks.
"Hideaki, stop this! Now!" Sakura said loudly, finally realizing what had happened- she had challenged a jounin, an elite ninja. How would she, a chuunin at best, beat him?
"Had enough?" he asked, still bounding around the room at high speeds.
"I can't back down!" Sakura cried.
"Ha!" the jounin called as he bombarded her quickly, zipping all around her and scoring multiple hits on her with his fists (if you've seen the anime, it kind of looks like when Haku is zipping from ice mirror to ice mirror, beating up Naruto in midair). Sakura's dress flapped wildly, and small cuts appeared on her.
"Arg!" she cried, falling down backwards. She breathed heavily as she tried desperately to sense where her assailant was.
"I hope that you are finished," said Hideaki as he appeared at her side, leaning over her. Sakura flung her fist at his face, trying to knock out a few of those straight white teeth. He violently grabbed her wrist and brought his lips down upon hers, stifling her cries.
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"Hang on, Sakura, I'm coming," whispered Kakashi as he raced back towards his home, where- as Ino had informed him breathlessly- Sakura had sensed a strange power.
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