Behind Those Eyes
Summary: Sakura is a strong and spirited sixteen year-old college student, working as a nightclub waitress. Becoming someone's mistress wasn't what she really wanted. All she wanted was true happiness. She doesn't want to pretend and lie anymore. Love seeks her but is it true love? Bad language, limes and violence!
No lemon though, only limes. Sorry. I don't know how to write lemons.
Chapter Nine: Save Me From The Nothing I've Become
With a slight pull, the door gradually shut. His figure disappeared into the long hallway, Sakura sighed at the sight of the door with the broken knob.
Two weeks had passed like nothing had ever happened. Good things never lasted though, two weeks were a gift from God but God was cruel. Exams were over before you even knew it. The phone was filled with messages and warnings from Ms Butaki.
Needless to say, she was going to repeat another year of school. Another year to be captured in jail. The fact still remained; she was still someone's mistress for eternity.
Sakura glared at the clock, it was almost midnight. Tomorrow was the third week. The week where they returned from God knows where. The minutes struck by, another day had passed. Third week, where truth would be revealed. She shrugged at the thought of it and retreated into a sleep. Sleeping was a form of escape from reality since dreams only captured the best moments and made them better.
"Ring!" The phone rang shrilly in the middle of the night, disturbing the makings of a beautiful dream.
Sakura woke up in a fit and shouted into the phone, "WHAT?"
The mysterious voice coming through the line shook her up and she put down the phone calmly. She got dressed and went down. Didn't they say they would be back tomorrow? But hey, it's tomorrow already, just a few hours passed. But must they be this cruel and steal her beauty sleep?
She walked into the backdoor of Hero Nightclub and found that nobody was there. It seemed that not everyone had returned. She walked up the stairs and slammed the door open.
"Is anybody here?" Sakura shouted. Must have been a prank call since it's so quiet here. Another door slowly creaked open upon her touch and Sakura walked into the dark room, glancing around.
"Hey Gaara, what business do you have with me in the middle of the night?"
Gaara slowly appeared and closed the door. His face was flushed and his breath was stained with alcohol. Sakura turned to look at him, "Are you stealing wine again? Haha."
Gaara suddenly clutched her neck and squeezed it tight, "You be quiet and don't joke with me. I know what you've been up to in the past two weeks, you naughty girl." His voice was unstable and slurred, it was clear that he was drunk.
He let go of her neck and smirked.
Sakura tried to catch her breath as she placed her own hands on where Gaara had made contact with her neck. She glared at him with flickering green eyes, "Shut your trap. Why are you alone here? Where are the others?"
The drunken red-head simply sipped some more alcohol and smiled, "You want to spend a longer time with Naruto and Sasuke, right? But I won't let you."
Sakura stood up to him, her eyes level with his own and sneered, "I don't know what you are talking about. Where's Itachi?"
He pulled out a glass and poured some alcohol in it. "Don't change the subject. You betrayed Itachi. What did I tell you? It's an ordeal, behave yourself. But you turned out to be some loose girl."
Sakura walked closer to him and snarled in his face, "I'm not a loose girl! I never betrayed him. I don't know what the fuck you're talking about! Stop drinking and answer me!"
He tilted his head in mock annoyance and penetrated her eyes, "Do you think I'll believe your words? You are so scheming. Haruno Sakura…"
He got down from the table and placed the glass to the tip of his mouth and slowly pushed the liquor down his throat while holding on to her wrist.
"G-Gaara…"
Sakura stepped away from him as he spat the liquor out on the floor. "You are so drunk, Gaara." She whispered, as she studied him with worried and fearful eyes.
He seemed a bit mad. His mouth curled into a nasty smirk and he said, "I see, you want to play with me."
He poured the glass he had in his careless grasp to the brim and added in a white-pinkish pill which dissolved quickly in the fluid. "Drink this and I'll tell you where is Itachi."
Sakura gulped as she looked at the glass to his face. What is Gaara up to? That pill looks suspicious. Before she could consider his words any longer he placed the glass between her lips and hissed, "Come on, drink up. It's not poison."
Without another thought, Sakura took the glass swiftly in one hand and drank it in a second, numb to the bitterness of the alcohol. She wiped away the droplets on her chin and glanced at Gaara, "Now, tell me where's Itachi."
There was laughter in the dark room. "He will be back later. I hope you enjoyed that drink specially made for you." He smirked.
"You tricked me…" Sakura sneered and resisted the urge to hit him.
"You're dense, that's why," Gaara laughed cruelly, "I don't understand what my two friends see in you…"
"Why you…" Sakura walked closer to him and tried to give him a tight slap but before she could do anything of the sort, Gaara had pushed in two pills straight down her throat.
Sakura was caught in definite surprise at the sudden action. Her eyes remained open in shock as she swallowed the two unknown pills. She tried to throw up and rid of the pills but she felt too tired and giddy to do so. She placed her hand on her forehead and stuttered, "W-what did… you… give me?" Her vision was becoming blurred. She had to squint to get a good look at Gaara.
Gaara placed his hands on her shoulders and smiled, "Nobody likes to lose to their friends. Especially in a game of love. I like you, Sakura."
Sakura tried to shove him away but her attempts were useless.
"You're drunk, Gaara. Go away."
Gaara tightened his clutches on her shoulders and swept back her pink bangs. Sakura tried hard to keep her eyes open but the pills were making her drowsy and giddy.
"G-Gaara…" But before she could say another word, she collapsed in his arms. Her head resting on his chest.
He slowly stroked her cheeks and carried her up. He placed her gently on a bed and looked at her fondly. She was sleeping so soundly and peacefully. He was thankful that the drugs had kicked in so fast.
He smiled and kissed the sleeping figure lightly. It was now a night that solely belonged to them, him and Sakura. He was glad that Itachi would be back in the noon and he was definitely going to savour these moments with Sakura.
He let his hand glide across her smooth stomach and gently massaged her right breast with the right force. He ran his other hand up her defined legs to beneath her skirt, to her panties. He tugged at her panties, yanking it down with hunger. He stopped massaging her breast and went into the process of taking off his clothes.
After he threw his clothes all over the place, he removed Sakura's top slowly and pulled down her skirt, scattering her garments across the floor. They were both naked. Gaara wanted to feel connected to her. A tight connection. A close and sexual connection.
Sakura leaned forward and shook her head, clearing her thoughts.
She slowly opened her eyes and got up in a fit. What she opened her eyes to was definitely not something she expected. A gasp escaped her lips as she stared around her in pure astonishment and horror.
Her clothes were sprawled all over and she was in bed. Naked.
She pulled the white sheets up to her bare chest and inhaled deeply. Thoughts of what could have happened last night turning over repeatedly in her mind.
She touched the bed sheets and realized they were rather moist and there were a few drops of blood. Her eyes peeled opened at this. Did she really do it? But she couldn't recall a thing about last night. She remembered talking with Gaara and all of a sudden, the pills he gave her made her drowsy and giddy. Then, a blackout.
Sakura felt two hands rubbing against her waist. She turned to her left side. Her eyes widened.
Gaara was sleeping, naked with his hands on Sakura. Sakura screamed and panicked.
Why did Gaara do such a thing? Why did he trick her to bed? Tears began pouring out of her emerald eyes. Her eyes instantly became bloodshot and salty droplets hit Gaara's hands. Gaara woke up slowly as he felt the droplets sliding down his hands. He looked up and saw Sakura next to her, naked.
He hung his mouth wide open and sat up. He couldn't remember what he did last night as he was drunk. But it did look like he slept with Sakura. But how did he coax her into sleeping with him?
And then it hit him. Pills. Itachi gave him some and asked to give them to Sakura as it would improve her brain power. Bullshit. It was drugs to make her sleep and lose control of her body. But why did Itachi want him to sleep with Sakura? Sasuke and Naruto. He wanted to make them jealous. But Itachi already had everything, why would he want to make their lives more miserable?
Realizing Sakura was still crying, he snapped out of his thoughts and brushed his hand across her wet cheeks to wipe away her tears.
"DON'T TOUCH ME!" Sakura shouted angrily. She covered her face with her hands and looked down.
"No… Sakura…" Gaara soothed and touched her finger, only to have Sakura scream again.
"NO! DON'T TOUCH ME! DON'T TOUCH ME!" She shook her head wildly, her hands still covering her face.
Gaara rested his hand on the bed and looked at Sakura. Why was she feeling so upset? It was only him sleeping with her. Unless… she never slept with anyone before and he was the first one. Damn it. She must be experiencing a breakdown.
"Sakura…" He wanted to explain the whole predicament to her but the front door had flung open before he could get started.
"… What an unpleasant sight. Seeing my man and woman in bed, together and naked." Itachi sneered. Bastard.
Sakura lifted up her head and looked behind to where the voice was originating from.
Why did Itachi have to appear at this time? Why did Itachi have to catch her in her ugliest state?
"Sakura, would you mind telling me what you and Gaara were doing?" Itachi asked; amusement laced in his words.
His voice pierced through her skin. They had sex, wasn't that obvious?
Itachi cleared his throat and asked again, "Sakura, would you mind telling me what you and Gaara were doing?"
Sakura froze at the twice-repeated question. She didn't want to land Gaara into trouble but she didn't want him to get away so easily after having sex with her. What could she do to convince Itachi?
"I-I… I… we… he… he was teaching me… some moves… so I… could impress… you… Itachi," Sakura stuttered and hoped the lie was believable or at least made some sense.
Itachi smirked and rose his brows in questioning at Gaara who had relief etched on his features. "Is that true, Gaara?"
Gaara looked at Sakura's bare back and then looked back at Itachi, "Y-yeah…"
Itachi looked straight at Sakura and smiled mischievously, "Then Sakura, would you like to show me the moves that Gaara taught you?"
Sakura blinked furiously. She felt sore and weak. How could she have sex again? But she didn't want to be in the same room with Gaara anymore. She felt tainted and destroyed in his presence.
"O-okay…" She said softly and wrapped the blanket around her. She got up and stood next to Itachi. She lowered her eyes to the floor. She didn't want to see those pair of eyes again. Itachi pulled her closer to him and held her by her waist. They both walked out of the room. Itachi looked back and smirked at Gaara.
Gaara felt pressurized. Sakura shouldn't have lied for him. Why did she want to lie after what he did to her? She liked him? It can't be. She already had Sasuke and Naruto. He was drunk last night. He must have told her that he liked her. Damn it. He wondered how Sakura reacted to his confession. Now Itachi was going to make Sakura even more miserable.
Sakura…
Itachi shut the door to his room and looked at Sakura with calculating eyes. "Now tell me Sakura, was that the truth?"
Sakura titled her head up to look at him and said, "N-no…" There was no hiding from Itachi.
Itachi walked forward and hugged her. "You poor thing. You lost your virginity to Gaara. You always wanted to lose your virginity to either Sasuke or Naruto but you actually let a stranger take it. You made a promise with them that you would have sex with them but oh no, you broke it."
That's right. Sakura was not a virgin anymore. She broke the promise of a lifetime.
Itachi continued confusing and playing relentlessly with her mind.
"How can you explain to them? They prefer virgins. You're not. You're dirty. You're a slut. You know that they hate bitches and sluts just like how they hate Kin and Temari. They don't want you anymore."
She's dirty. She's a slut. She's a bitch. They hate her. They don't want her anymore. She's left alone again.
"You thought you found love but it's sex they wanted. Forget about them, they are just jerks. They'll dump you after having sex with you. They just treat you nicer because they know you're a virgin. But now you're not, you're not."
They were always thinking of sex. They had sex with Hinata and Ten-Ten and left them aside like trash. They knew that they were not virgins. They treated her nicer because she was a virgin. But she's not anymore.
She didn't want to end up like them. Used and be thrown away.
Itachi shuffled her hair, "But you know Sakura, you're my mistress. There's no master that sees his mistress get bullied and do nothing about it. I don't want people to talk bad about you. That's why; I'm going to marry you."
Marry? Her? At this age? Now? Sakura looked up at Itachi who was smiling at her. Itachi never yearned for sex, he waited patiently. Was he the one for her? Was he the one she has been looking for all this time?
"Sakura, will you be my bride? I will take care of you for eternity."
She didn't know. She didn't want to get married so early. She's not even of age.
"We can apply for a special license."
He knew what she was thinking. Telepathy?
"Your troubles will be put off after we get married. It will be yesterday's history."
One's past can catch up. There's no escaping even with marriage.
"We'll marry tomorrow. The sooner the better."
So fast?
"Okay," Sakura said softly. She did not regret what she just said.
"Really?" Itachi smiled sincerely. He had everything and he wanted to be a perfectionist.
Sakura nodded. Itachi leaned forward and planted a soft kiss on her cherry lips. He held her cold wrists and the blanket fell to the ground. He broke the kiss and looked at her body, "You're not dirty… just yet."
A/N
Anybody want Sakura to be pregnant? Please review and tell me.