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 – Epilogue

the song used is: A life for rent, by Dido

I haven't really ever found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it

"She died" Kisame said, slamming the door open.

"Huh?" Itachi replied without even turning round.

But his mind was now filled with wonderful sensations.

It was great.

Did she really accomplished his plan so perfectly?

Was she really so pure, and innocent, and plain and…

stupid?

"She died. She killed herself cutting her veins" continued Kisame.

"Really?" he asked in an indifferent tone, as if he was talking about the weather.

"Come and see"

But if my life is for rent and I don't lean to buy
Well I deserve nothing more than I get
Cos nothing I have is truly mine

It was true.

So wonderfully true Itachi almost wanted to feel cheerful.

She was lying there, her arms wrapped around her chest.

He bent down, watching at her carefully.

She was even more beautiful, now that her lips were black and swollen, now that her casing was pure and ashen and her blood was completely spilled on the soiled ground, now that her cheeks were tainted with an intricate pattern of red, gory lines.

And he wholly felt it.

He kissed her, slowly sucking her lifeless lips, tasting their wintry savour as he plunged his tongue inside of her mouth, deeply inhaling the scent of death.

His hands vaguely reached her bare, wintry breast, her stomach, her ashen legs, every single part of her now useless being.

I've always thought
that I would love to live by the sea
To travel the world alone
and live my life more simply
I have no idea what's happened to that dream
Cos there's really nothing left here to stop me

When he parted from her he smiled, then traced with his sharpened nails that red butterfly, cutting her pale, inert skin and smiling even more as just a few drops of blood dripped on her cheek.

It's just a thought, only a thought

"Throw her" he said, loosening his grip on her and finally getting up.

"What?" Kisame asked, frowning.

While my heart is a shield and I won't let it down
While I am so afraid to fail so I won't even try
Well how can I say I'm alive

If my life is for rent...

and I don't lean to buy…

Well I deserve nothing more than I get …

"Throw her in a river. She's not fun anymore."

Cos nothing I have is truly mine…

Cos nothing I have is truly…

mine…