A/N: Well here is chapter three. This chapter is still pretty dark in nature, but it should be better, I guess. This also contains a yuri lemon so if you don't like it, what the hell are you doing reading this story anyway. So yeah, Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, I'm just some loser who writes fanfiction.
Sakura Haruno didn't know what to do anymore. She had been tortured, raped; her friends had been forced to abandon her. Even if they were to return as Tenten had promised, would it really be any different? Seiko and his companions were too strong. If it continued like this, all that would happen is that they would get hurt… that she would get hurt. Sakura couldn't help but feel a desire to end it all, to spare Tenten and herself from the pain of it all. Sakura was too weak, however, to go through with anything, she was helpless, and she was hopeless, but most importantly now back in this small, familiar holding cell, she was alone.
Footsteps sounded outside her cell door. Seiko hadn't raped her since the incident with Tenten, she had been wondering when her pain would start once more. Now it seemed she would face that cruel fate once more, she resigned herself to it, she had no choice. The door opened swiftly, and a familiar figure stepped into the cell. It was not Seiko, but rather his female companion, Mitsu.
"W-what? What do you want?" Sakura barked loudly, confused at this woman's presence.
"Seiko's busy today, meeting with some potential clients. So I thought, I might go ahead and borrow his favorite toy." Mitsu spoke in a sort of malicious tone.
"What do you mean that?" Sakura said with a scared look about her as she noted the look in Mitsu eye. Without warning, Mitsu had forced her hand against the wall to Sakura's side, and put her lips to Sakura's mouth. Soon, Mitsu had moved her hand to stroke Sakura's hair, and had forced her tongue deep within Sakura's mouth. Sakura had never been kissed before, at least not like this. She had never gotten that far with anyone, and Seiko had never tried to kiss her, for he seemed uninterested in anything besides his own pleasure. Sakura couldn't help but enjoy the sensation of the older woman's tongue rubbing tenderly against her own, butsoon broke the kiss confused and taken aback.
"What are you doing? This is wrong. Were both women… we can't do this… its wrong." Sakura blushed as she spoke; could she of possibly enjoyed that?
"I see you're still a child. You say it is wrong because that is what you have been told. Yet in your heart you know it is what you desperately desire." Mitsu spoke with a certain mocking playful tone that made Sakura feel slightly feverish.
"But, I can't…" Sakura started as the other moved in closer.
"I thought Seiko would have taught you to be more obedient than that. You forget that you're still in constraints. You're gonna have to do exactly what I tell you to, 'kay." The red haired woman spoke in a purely teasing manner. It wasn't long before Sakura's mouth was once more filled by the other's tongue. Sakura thought to herself silently as she accepted the kiss. This was no different then Seiko, she was getting raped, she would be forced to bear with the others command, and had no choice in the matter. It was exactly the same. But why did it feel so fucking different? This sensation, this intensity, this insatiable desire for another's touch, she had felt none of this with Seiko. Mitsu had moved her hand to Sakura's chest, which she began to gently knead and rub as she continued to move her tongue through the girl's mouth. Mitsu broke the kiss and moved her mouth down Sakura's throat, passionately kissing and sucking on every fiber of the pink haired girl's flesh until she was upon one of Sakura's hard nipples. Sakura felt as this woman licked and sucked at her breast, she felt muscles within her contract in sensation. Mitsu seemed to take note of this, as she moved her hand gently between Sakura's legs.
"Wow, you really are enjoying this. Look at how wet you are." Mitsu removed herself very briefly from Sakura's chest in order to speak, and then rubbed her fingers tenderly against Sakura's pussy. She pulled her hand toward Sakura's face; the young girl could see the glint of her own fluid upon the woman's hand. She gave a shudder before the other woman had stuck the fingers into Sakura's mouth, forcing her to taste herself.
"Don't do that, it's disgusting." Sakura said very halfheartedly, for she knew now that she was lying to herself.
"I don't think it is." Mitsu spoke licking the hand herself. "In face I rather like the way you taste, I think I want to taste more." Mitsu continued to tease, the captive girl before kneeling under her placing her mouth to her sexual spot. Mitsu gave a soft sensual lick to the inner fibers of Sakura's tender slit. Sakura shivered; though she could still feel some of the pain of her inner bruises, she now mostly just felt intense pleasure. Mitsu had moved to her clit, which she sucked on for a while before giving a few more long licks to the young girls most delicate areas.
"M-more… lick me harder. I want you to make me cum." Sakura panted deeply as she felt the warm tongue upon her. It had gotten to intense for her; she couldn't think straight or control herself. As the woman granted her desires, Sakura felt her muscles tightly contract, she gave a sharp moan, followed by wave of incredible pleasure.
"Damn, your cunt sure is responsive. You got off so easily just by my tongue. But I want to see you squirm some more." Mitsu teasing was now met with surprise and lust as she licked up Sakura's juices. The woman withdrew herself from Sakura and drew something from her side pocket. Sakura stared at the object. She recognized it as a vibrating sex toy. She had never used a toy before, before just now she had never even had a conscious orgasm, but she knew that she wanted more.
"So you want me to fuck you with this." Mitsu spoke faking a bored sigh.
"Yes. Please give it to me. I want it." Sakura spoke without thinking.
"Poor Seiko, he'll never get to hear those words from you." Mitsu spoke with a hint of bitterness, as she gently inserted the vibrating piece of metal deep into Sakura. The young girl felt as it moved within her, vibrating against her insides. All the while, she watched the motion of woman's wrist, as she gently pushed the toy in and out of her.
"Does that feel good?" Mitsu asked with a smile.
"Yes...Please... fuck me harder." Sakura spoke under her breath between her moans of pleasure.
"Alright, but you have to do something to pleasure me. Want to eat my pussy." Mitsu was deeply teasing in her tone.
"What… I can't do that, it's weird, and I'm not…" Sakura tried to return to her usual reason.
"Okay, then, I'll just have to stop this then." Mitsu began to pull the metal toy out of the pink haired girl.
"No… please… no! I'll do it, I'll do anything, just please don't stop!" Sakura yelled desperately, not wanting her pleasure to end.
"Good girl." Mitsu remarked sensually, as she removed her clothing. Sakura stared at the beautiful naked figure before her. Mitsu's body was perfect with near ideal curves; Sakura's mind was occupied by lustful thoughts as she yearned to touch the beautiful woman's body. She was met with disappointment upon realizing that her hands were still enchained. Mistu moved toward Sakura and struggled to pull her chain from the wall, purposely brushing herself up against the young girl as she did so. Sakura was then placed on the floor on her back, Mitsu took up a spot directly above the girl's face, and began to lower herself painfully slowly. Sakura moved her mouth hesitantly to meet the pink slit-like organ. She could now feel its heat and smell its strong scent and found it to be quite enticing. This was wrong though, wasn't it, women weren't supposed to do this to one another. But Mitsu, had done it to her, and she had loved every moment of it. Sakura felt Mitsu once more thrust her vibrator inside of her. In response, Sakura found her tongue move as if it was beyond her control, deep into Mitsu's slit. She gave a few more licks against the whole of the tender area, making sure to focus on Mitsu's throbbing clit. Sakura couldn't help but enjoy it, the taste, the smell, the texture, and the sound of Mitsu's responsive moans, it all served to just excite her further.
"Yeah… right there… lick me hard you filthy lesbian slut." Mitsu moaned deeply as she formed her words. Sakura made no effort to make an objection to this label, and rather obliged the other woman's desire, dramatically increasing the tempo of her licks to Mitsu's sensitive spot. In response, Mitsu increased the tempo at which she moved the toy within the young kunoichi. As the pink haired girl felt the intense pleasure within her, she increased her intensity even further. Both women were breathing very hard; their moans had become more frequent and more intense. Soon the older ninja had given a hard low moan which triggered a similar moan from the other. Sakura felt a pulsing contraction of her muscles, this time even more intense the before; as she felt the orgasmic fluid gush out of her and cover the vibrating piece of metal, she was met with an explosion of bittersweet liquid from within the other which she greedily licked up. Mitsu removed herself from the young girl and removed her toy, taking her time to lick it dry. She then sat down beside the other girl.
"So did you enjoy yourself?" Mitsu asked after a few moments rest.
"Yea-… I mean, no, no one enjoys being raped, and women shouldn't do that kind of thing together." Sakura started enthusiastically but faded into uncertainty as she looked away with a blush.
"You're confused and naïve: I wouldn't quite consider what we just did as being rape… or well… maybe I would, but it was the good kind. That and you are so obviously a lesbian it is not funny." Mitsu spoke with a certain seriousness, but then faded into a deeply teasing tone.
"I'm not, I've never even thought about this sort of thing before. I-I…" Sakura started.
"Look, you can say what you want but your body made it quite clear that you enjoyed that, and when you and Seiko had sex, you felt absolutely nothing at all." Mitsu said lightly.
"How can you even compare the two? That man is pure evil and that was rape, it's not the same thing." Sakura spoke in a somewhat angry manner.
"First, how do you know I'm not just as evil as Seiko, I mean, I serve him, and I hurt your friend, and didn't you just say that I raped you as well? Not to mention that incase you didn't notice, Seiko Kurogame is a damn sexy man; a lot of the other girls, usually the older ones, quite enjoy their time with him." Mitsu spoke with usual lightness, but Sakura caught a glimmer of deep somberness in her eye.
"Why do you follow him?" Sakura questioned suddenly.
"He wasn't always like this, he was once someone I held very dear, if you want I could tell you the whole story." Mitsu's tone now matched the look in her eyes.
"I'd like that." Sakura replied.
"The three of us were born in Kumo Village. Of the ninja families of our village, the Kurogame family was one of the most well known. Not because of their wealth, power or influence but rather due to the malicious reputation they had made over the years. Seiko's great grandfather, the first owner of that cloak he wears, was a wickedly evil man, known as being an incredibly powerful, unstoppable killer. He was murdered by his only son who proved to be even more evil then his father. This man's son however was different. Seiko's father was a kind man, with a good heart, however use of his family's now infamous shadow cloak had left him blind. He concluded that to use the cloak without being consumed piece by piece by its darkness, that one must be completely pure and innocent, and that the loss of his eyes was the small price he had paid for his sins. He grew old, but a young woman took pity on him and they fell in love. She gave birth to twins, Seiko and Yukio…" Mitsu began her account of Seiko's history.
"That's impossible, they can't be twins. They look so different." Sakura interrupted in surprise.
"I'll get to that, but let's just say, that a long time ago it was near impossible to tell the two apart." Mitsu replied with a smile.
"Alright, I guess." Sakura said unbelievingly.
"Seiko and Yukio looked exactly alike, but they were very different. Yukio showed incredible promise; he had incredible physical and mental strength, and was slated to be a great ninja that would do great things for our village. Seiko on the other hand, showed little sign of such greatness. Everyone was shocked then when their father chose Seiko to inherent the famous shadow cloak. He claimed that Yukio's heart was impure and filled with dark desires and that the cloak would be sure to consume him. Yukio and Seiko had always been very close, but upon their father's death Yukio couldn't help but feel rage at his brother's inheritance. One day around seven years ago Yukio's rage got the better of him and he broke away from our village, he began committing horrible, unforgivablecrimes in order to take out his anger. Soon his rampage came to an end when the woman that the three of us called our sensei stopped him, leaving him to die in a burning, crumbling building. after severing his arm.Upon hearing this, Seiko's anger, hatred, and inner potentialwas unleashed. As it turned out, Seiko's heart wasn't any less evil than that of Yukio's, it was just suppressed as was his power which exceeded his brother's. His spiral into evil started that day when he brutally murdered our sensei. This woman that he killed, she had raised me like a mother ever since my parents died when I was young. Still, when she died, I actually found myself siding with Seiko, Yukio was his brother, and no matter what things he had done to hurt the village, he did not deserve to die. I actually found myself admiring Seiko for what he did; he would go so far as kill someone, for the sake of family, something I never really would be able to feel. So when we found that Yukio was still alive, barely as it was, it was I who found a way to save him. He had lost much of his skin to burns, and sections of flesh and bone were heavily damaged, any normal shinobi would have died in an instant, but as I said Yukio was an incredible ninja. Even still, he was only hanging on by a thread and I knew that something had to be done quickly. There was an old man, a skilled doctor and shinobi who was said to have almost perfect control of his chakra, to the point where he could even alter the composition of an object and transform it into a chakra conductor. He had used this skill to empower my sword, for my father to whom he was a friend. With this technique he was able to place those metal plates into Yukio's body, protecting, connecting, and giving structure to his nowvulnerable body, and due to this technique the metal now acts as an extension of his own body, even allowing him to use that false claw arm as if it were his own." Mitsu seemedexcited telling about how she saved this life.
"So that's why he looks like that." Sakura said slowly.
"Yep. We saved Yukio's life, and he knew it. As soon as he was able to move he had changed into a completely different person. He became much more docile and subdued, losing his recklessness and spite, and he virtually made himself a slave to his brother, never questioning him in the slightest. Naturally the old man was not expecting to do this job for free; he saved Yukio, but was expecting to be fully compensated for the ordeal. Seiko and Yukio were now wanted criminals and could not find work in the village. So instead the three of us did odd jobs, mercenary work, etc. Eventually however the nature of these jobs changed. Soon we began doing assassinations, smuggling, anything that we could get paid for. We soon had enough money to pay the man, but Seiko had other ideas. He killed him in cold blood, saying that giving up his money to this man was useless, when he could so easily be rid of his debt. I knew then that Seiko was no longer the man he once was, the man I had once loved. I was trapped. I was his accomplice, and I had no where else to go, I had no choice but to follow him. Seiko continued his reign of terror and murder, and eventually he turned to this current operation." Mitsu had a despair filled look about her as she continued her story.
"What exactly is he doing now, with these girls?" Sakura asked now, curious.
"It's a simple operation. Seiko kidnaps young girls, and sells them to the highest bidder. His clients then use them for sex, slave labor, whatever they want. It's a quite lucrative ordeal, and Seiko likes to keep some of the older more beautiful girls for himself. He could really have a lot more followers, if he didn't hate other people so much. Sometimes I think he would rather that me and Yukio were dead, he thrives off being alone." Mitsu said trying to suppress her disgust and anger.
"That's terrible. How can you still help him?" Sakura had a disdained look in her eyes as she spoke.
"I don't know. Maybe it's out of reverence for who he used to be, or out of pity for Yukio and the desire I had for that feeling of a family, or maybe it is like I said, that I have no where else to go, no way out." Mitsu eyes were filled wit absolute sadness.
"Mitsu, I am so sorry." Sakura spoke reluctantly holding back tears.
"I don't deserve your sympathy. I'm just as guilty as he is." Mitsu said shaking her head.
"I don't think so. You are a good person deep down; you wouldn't have told me all of this otherwise." Sakura replied simply.
"I just wanted you to know before I release you." Mitsu said as she moved to grab something from her robe on the floor.
"What! You're releasing me!" Sakura spoke confused.
"Yep." Mitsu inserted a small key into Sakura's arm constraints, finally freeing her hands.
"Why… Why?" Sakura moved her hands about relentlessly as she spoke.
"When I first saw you, I knew that you were just like I was once. I couldn't bare seeing Seiko do that to you. That and… by releasing you, I'll be releasing myself as well." Mitsu spoke with a certain somberness that deeply concerned the younger girl.
"What do you mean by that? What will happen?" Sakura questioned with a sick look about her.
"You definitely are special. You're going to make some lucky girl really happy one day." Mitsu smiled as she said her words.
"I told you. I'm not like that. I'm not interested in…" Sakura feigned anger but the sadness that enveloped Mitsu soon made her lose interest.
"You need to stop denying yourself. If you view the solution as if it were the problem, you never will be happy. How about the girl who gave me this cut, she was cute, and seemed to care an awful lot about you." Mitsu said signaling the wound across her back and trying to lighten the mood of the other. Sakura blushed intensely at the mention of Tenten. Soon however the mood was further broken, as distant footsteps sounded outside the door.
"That would probably be Seiko. It has been a while and his deals are probably concluded. You should leave while you can, there's an exit at the end of the hall outside this room. You can take my clothes." Mitsu spoke hastily, and Sakura wasted little time in putting on the woman's robes.
"What will happen to you?" Sakura asked, scared.
"You don't have time to concern yourself with me. Get out of here! Now!" Mitsu yelled in reply.
Sakura moved quickly out the room, and down the connecting hall. She could hear the feint footsteps growing closer and closer. Soon she was outside the building, she was free, yet she felt terrible. She knew that there was nothing she could do. After a brief pause Sakura Haruno continued to run, not knowing which direction she was headed. A moment later the faint echo of a distant, high scream pierced the cool night sky from afar, leaving only silence in its wake.
A/N: That's the end of this chapter, kinda sad isn't it. I hope you guys aren't too pissed at me for doing a chapter like this. This chapter like completely focused on my OC's. I am well aware of the fact that Mitsu's story is pretty dull, and kind of kills the mood after that first part, but this was the only place I could think to put it. Oh well, I promise this story will get better, The next chapter will not have any original characters in it at all, but will instead focus on the start of Sakura and Tenten's relationship. So expect another lemon, and all that stuff. So keep reading and maybe start reviewing.
