Author: Uchiha Yumi
Title: A jail of crystal
Genre: General / Romance / Horror
Summary: A dark room, a dark thought. The painful speculation and awareness of a hunted prisoner. ItaSaku
Rating: PG13/ R
Parings: Itachi x Sakura
Main Characters: Haruno Sakura, Uchiha Itachi
Special thanks: A special thank to Lilya-chan and FunnyNeko, for reading and correcting all of my nasty stuff.
Notes: English is not my native tongue. Please tell me about my mistakes!
Ok, it should have been a One-shot, but…I couldn't resist the urge to keep on writing it. I hope You'll like it! Thanks!
A jail of crystal – Chapter six
the song used is: My Last Breath, by Evanescence
Hold
on to me love
You know I can't stay long
There was no chance.
No hope, no possibility, no time, no world, no love, no…
Strength.
Nothing.
It all fell apart.
Everything was crushed, smashed, ruined, lost….
Broken.
She tried.
She tried with all her force.
She held onto everything she could.
She dug her nails into reality, dreadfully trying not to lose her grip.
All
I wanted to say was
I love you and I'm not afraid
But she failed.
She got broken.
Shattered, fractured, defeated, psychologically beaten.
Why?
Why did it have to happen to her?
Why was she so miserable?
Why, why, why, why…
WHY?
Because it was her fate.
Holding
my last breath
Safe inside myself
Are all my thoughts of you
Since she had been kidnapped, all she did was hoping.
In the beginning she hoped not to be killed.
Then, as the needles of her invisible clock began to slow down, and she found out she won't be slaughtered for sure, she moved her wishes to freedom, hoping to be set free as soon as possible.
But, though she quickly found out it was out of the question, her mind didn't betray her.
Her expectations just melted slowly, filling every cell of her being.
And she started to hope again.
Daily.
For every little thing she was blessed with.
She hoped they would serve her something warm to eat.
She hoped she wouldn't break down and cry again.
She hoped she had enough chakra left to heal her self-induced scratches.
However, as he finally began to show up, her daily routine began to twist, swirling and spinning on itself like an intricate ball of wool, definitely shattering her last, feeble illusions.
But she didn't fail to hope.
At first, she hoped he would have gone away, leaving her alone.
Then, as the loneliness became something absolutely unbearable, she wished she would sense his presence more often, hushing herself with the unpleasant thought of being watched.
But she knew he found it out.
Because, after some…time? – For she really didn't know how much time had passed since that day -he started to come less and less frequently, leaving her to face her solitude.
Closing
your eyes
You pray your dreams will leave you here,
But still
you wake and know the truth -
No one's there.
And her silent longing for someone.
Anyone.
Everyone.
No one.
He really loved to play, it was clear.
As plain as a jail of crystal.
He was a black, evil cat and she was a white, innocent mouse.
Wasn't it obvious?
And so, was she playing his game?
Was she suiting his plans?
But then, what was left?
What was left to hope?
What was left to believe in?
Nothing.
I'll
miss the winter
A world of fragile things
Look for me in the
white forest
Hiding in a hollow tree
Could she trust those four filthy walls, that soiled floor, that indescribable obscurity?
Could she trust her bare and exposed body which gave her sweet and painful sensations every time she felt him near?
Could she trust her sick mind which persuaded her to fall in love with him?
And so…did she really have something to hold onto before sinking down?
What could she hope to happen, now?
Nothing.
Nothing except for…
Dying.
Passing out, disappearing, fading, blending with the upcoming time.
But not even get murdered was something simple.
They didn't want to kill her in the beginning, they surely didn't want to kill her in the end.
And so what?
How could she manage to get her last, strained energies out of her body?
Uchiha Itachi wouldn't spoil his precious, tiny toy in such a way.
Akatsuki's members wouldn't have touched her neither, because she was his.
There was an only way to accomplish her plan.
And Sakura found it out quickly.
She was going to do it.
Without hesitation, without regretting, without looking backward.
She was going to follow that path.
The path that leads to eternity.
Say
goodnight, don't be afraid
Calling me, holding me, as you fade to
black.
And so she did.
- Say goodnight - Holding my last breath
She did a few seals, concentrating her chakra into her fingers.
She sharply looked at her nails, watching them turning into something more similar to claws.
- Don't be afraid - Safe inside myself
She sighed, then she slowly traced with her claws the line of the veins in her arms.
She smiled as she saw thick streams of blood leisurely coming out of the wounds, pouring on the dirty floor.
- Holding me - Are my thoughts of you
She sighed again, then….
She dipped her fingers in blood, fully tasting its wetness on her soft skin.
She almost chuckled when a harsh pain shook her entire body.
Holding my last breath
She glanced at the floor.
Bloody.
She glanced at her arms.
Bloody.
She glanced at her fingers.
Bloody.
Safe inside myself
And she broke down and laughed.
As loudly as she could.
As sincerely as she could.
As long as she could.
Are my thoughts of you
Then, as she sensed her last energies slowly parting from her body, she immersed her fingers in the blood again, slowly tracing some lines on her cheek.
A butterfly.
A red, bloody, butterfly.
And then there was no chance.
Sweet
rapture and life,
It ends here tonight.
No hope, no possibility, no time, no world, no love, no…
Strength.
It ends …
She died, her hands holding her chest in an endless hug.
Here…
In the end, she was able to fly again.
Tonight…