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Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto… or any of the characters… but I do own the story line… mwaha.

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Anywayz… on with the chapter!

Chapter Two- Sasuke's Fury

Sakura's POV, Three Hours Later

I groaned heavily, stirring a few hours later. I had wakened to an unpleasant headache and a sore stomach, although this was the least of my worries now. My eyes darted around apprehensively. I did not know where I was.

In attempts to sit up, I cried out in pain, lacking a monstrous amount of energy and strength. My hands, which I realized I could use to my advantage, had found their way to my throat now, where I could feel the course, dry blood from the wound there. I was happy to appreciate that I wasn't dead. Yet that assuredness was quickly stripped from me. Staring at me with cold, hard eyes was him.

Itachi.

I managed a scream, but as soon as the utterance passed my lips his hand flung over my mouth.

"Quiet," he muttered, his eyes darting around the area. I was glad that those crimson orbs had left my area. They were so damn creepy.

I swallowed – my throat swelling in pain – and followed his command. Ever so slowly, he lifted his hand and brought it back to his side.

"What do you want…?" I asked, timid and quiet. There was no hiding my fear of this man. Just his name itself – although its Japanese translation isn't all too intimidating – the renown of the Uchiha clan was threatening in its lonesome.

"Where is he?" He asked, lacking any sort of emotion in his tone.

"Who –?"

"You know damn well of whom I speak. Do not play these games with me, bitch."

I didn't want to reply. I wanted to run away right then and there. God knows where I would have gone, but I just didn't want him around me anymore.

"I don't… I don't know." I lied, a heavy anchor latching onto my heart.

"Lying will not aid you." He simply stated, his glare heavier than before. I wanted to call him a hypocrite for saying that. The damn liar. I was sure he'd lied a few times in his life.

My lips parted momentarily. I didn't know what would come from them, but I just wanted to scream. My throat, however, did not have the same intentions. Its hoarseness drove me from releasing a shriek.

I was in a bad situation. For one, this guy could kill me on the spot if I didn't tell him, but on the other hand, he may kill Sasuke as well. Either way, the end result was going to be pain or death. Suffering.

I exchanged a glance with the tree beside me, now looking away from the cold-blooded killer. The tree looked so kind now, so inviting. I thought of myself silly for praising a tree as such, but in all honesties, I wanted to hold that tree close and sob in it.

Even without his eyes in clear view, I could feel his aura. He was growing impatient.

"Tell me where he is." He said. That time, the emotion in his voice was unsettling. It could only be described as anger, hurt, pain. It made a shiver run along my spine.

"I don't want to," said I. The familiar cling of a kunai sounded as I heard him shift. He was now kneeling beside me. Somehow, I had mustered up audacity in the last minutes or so. I eyed him. "What are you going to do, kill me?" His glare stiffened yet, but so did mine.

"There are… many options I have before doing so." He replied. The slight apparition of a smirk played along his lips, in return my eyes widened. I struggled to sit up, moaning once more, finding my arms painful to depend upon.

"You sick bastard –" I began. The man wouldn't let me finish as his fingers maneuvered around my throat, pressing my neck against the tree behind me. I had once found that tree comforting, but I was wishing so that it wasn't there.

"What seems to be the matter, wench? Surely you, in all of your adoration and time alone with my brother, you must have fucked him." He tightened his grip. "Or is princess here a little virgin?"

I slapped him. I don't know how I found the strength to, but I did. My blood began to race. But the slap didn't seem to faze him as he dragged me up the tree. I coughed in response; his arctic fingers were still embracing my throat.

I felt something pronging along my side. At once I realized that it was a dagger. He glared at me once more, and all I could do was helplessly stand there, trying to free myself from his deadly grasp.

"You have one last chance to tell me where he is. If you do not do so, I will have no hesitation in killing you." He almost sounded happy at hearing himself say the word 'killing'. I managed a weak cry, and he took it into account that if I could barely breathe, I could barely speak. His hold had loosened a bit.

"What…" I said, breathing set afoot as I was able to now, "are you going to do once you find him?" I questioned. His answer was simple and brief.

"I'm going to kill him," which, in all of my knowledge of Sasuke and his brother, completely defeated the purpose of Itachi leaving Sasuke alive. Wasn't his intention to fight his younger brother after Sasuke's mastery of the martial arts? But what he added next made my delirium come to view.

"Then Uzumaki Naruto."

I let out a brief laugh. This, I supposed, was to cover my intense grief.

"Naruto? Naruto's dead." I said. "And Sasuke might as well be." I almost sighed in relief as I felt the sword slip away from my skin.

"Explain," requested Itachi. At this point I had figured it was best to do what he said.

"Sasuke killed him," my eyes found the ground, and I felt much more comfortable staring there than at the spitting image of Sasuke, "and then massacred the whole village. Every single damn person in Konoha." Except for me. "With the exception of yours truly."

He threatened his grip to my sarcasm. But even without looking at him, I knew his face was expressionless. And through my anger and hatred, I felt a few stray tears accompany my cheeks.

"Killing him won't bring them back." I said. Like Itachi cared. It seemed to me, at the time, more of a realization for myself. He then threw me to the ground, walking on a path that seemed towards Konoha.

My memory stayed on my last few, undying moments with Sasuke.

Taka- I am so mean. 3 But yesh, you will find out what happens with Sakura and Sasuke in the next chapter. - And it will be soon. School is almost out, so I won't have to worry so much about any work due. But please review, and please tell me any opinions or ideas you may have.

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Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters from it. x3 BUT I do own the story and all of the things that the charries do in it. I feel godly. O-o And yes, I know I did this previously in the story, but I'm doing it again, just in case. )