Chapter 5: Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle

There was a pain in her head, in the back. She felt like groaning, but did not. Shedid not wish for Tojo to know she was awake, for who knows what he would do? She concentrated with her eyes still closed, trying to ignore the pain between her legs. Tojo was in the room, she knew that. But where was she? Chained to a bed, naked, but she could not sense anything other than that. Damn that drug. Why on earth did this have to happen right when she was getting high? Okay, Sakura, concentrate. It would be easier if her crotch wasn't killing her.

No, clear your mind, clear your mind.

Well, that won't be easy if you keep saying 'clear your mind.'

Shut up, me.

She relaxed a bit. Every thought, every feeling drifted from her mind, and suddenly, a picture of the room filled her mind. There were guards outside the door. She was in some cell a few miles from the Harem. No one who knew or cared about her was there. She had no friends here, and was all alone. But she might just be able to get out of this one if she played her cards right.

She focused her energy on the chains that bound her. She felt the parts that held her wrists enlarge, widening untill she could slip her hand from them. She sat up and sprung swiftly upwards, and hung from the cieling. There was Tojo.

He stood with his back to the bed, dancig silently to Michael Bolton in a burgundy bathrobe, Ugh. Michael Bolton? And that bathrobe was so cliche'.

He turned around, eyes closed, still dancing. If he opened them, he would see she was no longer chained to the bed. Sakura took this chance to check the room for a way to escape. The door was out, the guards would catch her. Ah! There it was. An air vent in the ceiling. Sakura climbedover to it and lifted up the vent-guard. It was just big enough to fit her. But then, a horible blast of hot air hit her. Crap. He had the heat on, there was no way she could use the vent, especially without any clothing.

Tojo, meanwhile had opened his eyes. seeing his concubine was no longer on the bed, he smirked.

"You know, Sakura, there is no purpose for this. You are bound to me, and I can do what ever I want with you.

Like Hell you can.

"Come on, Sakura, this is a silly thing," said the snivelling little man. "You know this is not rape. You said yes when you agreed to come here. Besides, it is not like you have any place to go. The only home you have now is the Harem, and I can always get you there. What is the point of this?"

Sakura's stomach sank. He was right. She couldn't go anywhere. She had no money, no job, no clothes, not even an identity now. As a concubine, she was bound to him. She couldn't leave. Instantly she remebered Lady Tojo's advice, Stay with Sasuke, he is your way out.

Of course. She had to stay. Sasuke could get her out of here. But to get to Sasuke, she had to come down from the ceiling.

She sighed and leapt down. Tojo grinned at her. "See that was not so bad, was it?"

"What are you going to do with me?"

"Well," Tojo said bitterly, "I really am done with you, I am bored of you. I got what I wanted. So now, I want you to leave. Put your clothes on, and go." He pointed to a pile on the floor.

Sakura grabbed her clothing and putthem on, eyeing Tojo with disdain. He was an abomination.

As she stepped outside, a guard came up to her and grabbed her arm. She quickly snatched it away. "Touch me again and your next breath will be your last."

"I believe you may take that back, since I am to escort you out," said a familiar voice.

Sakura looked up and gasped. It was Lady Tojo. The woman winked at her and lead her away down the hall and into a chamber.

The chamber she was in was amazing. It had polished hardwood floors, blackwood furniture, pink walls, a french door that lead out to a garden, a window seat, an entertainment center, and several shelves filled with book. Many Impressionist paintings hung from the wall in gilded frames, and an art studio was off to the side.

Lady Tojo watched Sakura with satisfaction. Obviously, the girl liked what she saw. "This is my chamber."

Sakura looked at her in awe. "It is amazing."

"Has to be, how else could I survive living with that weasel if it was not a paradise? Now, we must disscuss your escape." Lady Tojo said, pulling off her guard's disguise and setting her self down on a wicker loveseat.

"Lady Tojo, I-"

"Call me Mariah and sit down."

Sakura obligued. "Thank you."

"Your welcome, now, I have some use for you. I believe you are the key to ousting my husband for the fraud he is and freeing all those poor girls."

"Me?" Sakura asked, perplexed. "What can I do?"

"It is not so much your action as much as your circumstance. You knew Sasuke Uchiha before he cam here. He has strong feelings for you. And he holds the key to getting you out."

Sakura blushed. "Oh, but how-"

"How do I know he has feelings for you? I knew that when he sang that song for us. Heart Shaped Box. It was the song his mother sang to him as a child. I know because I was a friend of Lady Uchiha. He never sings that song, the memory is too much for him. But he sang it for you."

Sakura froze up. Oh my God.

"But that is besides the point. You are property of my husband now by contract. However, Sasuke is to come into his inheritance in a matter of months, and take some part of my husband's property besides. The only way to release a concubine is by contract, so..."

"By making a demand for me, I am set free."

Sakura looked at Lady Tojo with happiness. But the woman frowned.

"I am worried Lord Tojo may not let you go."

"Why? Can't Sasuke -"

"Sure, he can take whatever, but Tojo may cheat him to avoid being caught. If you go out, then you may tell someone, and that would put him in prison. However, there is a chance."

"Yes?"

"We may be able to find some contract papers from long ago, back when Harems were legal. The old agreement was that the Uchiha heir took a lady from Tojo's Harem as a wife at the end of his service, if we can find that contract and verify it, you can be set free. But it will take a lot of coursge, for people will block your path from fiinding that contract, and you will have to endure a lot. Are you willing to do that?"

Sakura nodded anxiously. "I will find it and get out of here and put the men who did this to me away. I will see justice."

"Then I bid you adieu. A car is waiting outside through those doors to take you back to your apartment. I will contact you tomorrow."

Sakura hugged the woman quickly before getting up and dashing through the french doors out to the car. As she was gone, Mariah Tojo smiled to herself.

She'll come back as fire, burn all the liars,

Leave a blanket of ash on the ground