This chapter is not very great but hope you guys enjoy it!^^
Shisui heard people plead for their lives before but he never heard someone ask for a beating just to get out of prison. Shisui contemplated that encounter with Sakura a lot when he found himself alone in his tent. She is a weak dirty girl but she is strong in her way. He would never plead for anything and if an enemy catches him he will stare them to death and show no sign of fear. Death is not terrifying and he would much rather feel the agony of pain than plead for his life. He is a shinobi, death is only natural. That is the way he was brought up to think and that is the only way to live his life. He never thought or cared for what is like to be at the other side, to be weak and plead. Sakura keeps forcing him to notice the other side of everything he is or does. And it hurts because seeing her at his feet is crushing his pride. He cannot say why she has such an impact on him and he cannot forget that memory. Her skinny body barely walking towards him without even properly seeing him left a heavy impact. Nobody should be allowed to corner someone to that point. Sakura is his, in a way or another, and someone crushing her like that feels hard to accept. Why? Until now he never thought his village to be wrong and there was no doubt about rules or orders. In his eyes, everything was fair until she showed up and messed everything up. He has doubts now. She was wrong and deserved a punishment but he cannot accept it. But more importantly, people shouldn't mess what belongs to him. If anything, he has more right over her than anyone out there. She belongs to him.
The Uchihas feel a strong possession towards what they believe to be theirs. This might be just a pretext but if Sakura doesn't belong to him then who has her? He is the one who saved her life, took her virginity and watched her rot in prison. The way he knows her is beyond what everyone else knows. And all is nothing but proof he has ownership over her. Nobody can show up tomorrow and say they know Sakura. That will be nothing but bullshit and he will crush the person who dare do that.
And yet, he doesn't have a damn thing because she has free will and that annoys him. If she tomorrow decides to keep him away he cannot fight that. Shisui stared at the tent top, his mind comparing the green of the forest with her green eyes. Sakura feels like a forest spirit: free and unreachable. No matter how much he tries to dye her with his color she will keep her color and show no impact of his presence. "At least…nobody has her…" Shisui bit his lower lip. As long as this war is alive nobody will truly have her but what happens afterwards? Will he become part of her past? Will he be forgotten just like everything else regarding this war? Unacceptable.
Shisui opened his eyes and stared at the tent top with his sharingan active. He can sense chakra flickers in the forest near the camp. That wouldn't be unusual since shinobi often train there regardless of the hour but tonight the forest is quiet and no sign of training going on. Shisui got on his rear and reached the bottle of water. Many things cross his mind right now but he feels relaxed, out of danger.
Finishing his bottle of water, he threw the empty recipient on the pillow and walked outside the tent with a shirt in his hand. On normal occasions he wouldn't worry much but the reality is that he was fooled before and their camp was destroyed so he does not want to size his chances. Shisui dressed the shirt as he jumped from one point to another towards the forest. He kicked the ground as he jumped towards an old tree, his sharingan scanning his surroundings. The wind is quietly making the grass wave. There is no footprint, no broken branch. Everything feels like his paranoia. Just like Sakura, everything is in his mind.
Shisui stopped on a thick tree branch above the river. The light of the moon is making the water sparkle. Shisui carefully examined his surroundings one more time before relaxing his muscles and getting sucked in by the sight of a forest spirit floating on top of the river. Pink locks are waving around her bony body as the water is carrying her with slow rocks away from his location. The moon is shining on her pale white skin making her resemble a shiny spirit. Her eyes slightly opened to suck in the sky. The green is vibrant and the reflection of the moonlight makes her eyes glister. She is breathtaking. The sky is reflected in her green orbits.
He wants her. She is the only thing he doesn't have yet and he always gets what he wants. The more he tries to ignore the feeling the stronger it gets. Feelings are not his strong point but the beating of his heart tells him more than he wants to know. He wants her and not just her body. He wants full control over her and he cannot have it. Sakura will never allow him something like that. All she can give is the body she doesn't cherish and doesn't care about. It is not enough.
As if aware of his presence there, she suddenly turned and dove to the bottom of the river, disappearing from his sight. If he didn't know better, he would say he saw an illusion and nothing was real but his mind doesn't accept fairytales. Sakura is more real than he wants to admit and her charms are terrifying. He impatiently waited for her to show up again, his feet burning to carry him to her rather than stay and wait.
Sakura looked at the darkness of the bottom, her mind blank. Being free once again feels unreal, unnatural. Only a few hours ago she was still locked up in that pit and now she is free to return to her normal life. It was dark when they were released. The ease with which she inhaled the air felt unnatural, alarming. She coughed, surprised by the sudden rush of air filling her lungs. The air was fresh and carrying all kinds of scents: grass, flowers, chakra. Guided by the stars, she went to the river and washed off all the dirt she meticulously gathered for 10 days and then she went to her tent. She felt safe there but after some time of sleeping she woke up alarmed. She felt trapped inside the crowded tent, anxious because the proximity of the walls. She needed out as soon as possible so she decided to go for another bath.
The kunoichi shook her head, pink hair waving around her cheeks. She feels human again and she cannot let darkness swallow her. Even if freedom is nothing but an illusion and her humanity is long lost, she cannot lose touch with reality. Sakura swum towards the surface, the moonlight making the water shine. She abruptly stopped as she saw the presence of a shinobi on the branch above her location. It is not comfortable knowing a man is starting at you with intent to eat you the moment he sees your body. And he is not just some man. Shisui is THE man who ate her before with no consideration.
The forest spirit appeared on the surface gradually, doubtfully. The water waved aside as the top of her head surfaced, glowing pink shining in the moonlight. Shisui patiently waited for her to fully reveal herself to him. She knows he's there. Green orbits locked his presence restraining his movements and putting a heavy pressure on his chest. Nobody can convince him she is not divine. Is she aware of the power she has over him? Does she have any idea how dangerously captivating she is? Now she reminds him of the tales where beautiful mermaids allured sailors to shipwreck and drawn trying to reach them. He is very close to jump in the water and let her possess him. Shisui bit inside his cheek to break the spell and regain consciousness. He crossed his hands over his chest and rested his back over the tree, adopting the position of a strong and unshakable shinobi.
He makes her feel like a prey. His face is serious, no emotions visible in his black eyes as he looks at her. She feels condemned. The moment he took a relaxed posture, she released the air caught in her lungs and bit her lower lip to break the spell she was under. Why is he there?
His chest is heavy and his boxers feel tight. Damn witch. Moments like this remind him how annoying she is. She should refuse her free will and let him control her. It is unfair how much control she has over him.
No word being uttered, Sakura started swimming towards the shore. She stepped outside, the wind making her shiver. Her nipples are painful hard and sensitive beneath her locks. She shook her hands and feet before bowing to grab her clothes. There is no rush, nothing to hide. If Shisui doesn't truly know her, then who does?
The location was not great after she walked outside the water. Small branches covered by thick bunches of leaves blocked the view to her chest and private parts. He saw her bent, her breasts finally visible to him but the sight was not satisfying as her hair was stuck to her skin. So he jumped on the ground, right next to her, in time to have a nice look at her ass and clit before she suddenly turned and covered her chest with her clothes.
"I am shameless," he said when she opened her mouth to say the exact same thing. "I know." He knows her well enough to guess her replies.
Sakura bit her lower lip trying to keep a blush from surfacing. When he is this close she feels embarrassment. "If you know then leave," she finally spoke. Her voice is very different from the time they met in the prison. It is soft but stern.
"Let's leave together."
Sakura bit her lower lip again and looked at the ground. "Let me dress first," she said shivering.
"I'll close my eyes," he smirked remembering the last time he said that.
Sakura glanced from him to her clothes before letting them fall on the ground. Arguing with him won't make him leave. She bent to search for her panties, thankful he is in front of her and not behind. He knows her but she still feels embarrassment. She slid the panties up, eyes catching a glimpse of his groin as she straightened her back. Their eyes locked only for a second, Shisui trying not to miss anything before her panties covered everything. Sakura cleared her throat and bent once more for the blue blouse. As she straightened up, she got caught off guard by his hands which reached out to touch her shoulders. "Stop it," she cried feeling uncomfortable under his touch and stare.
"I just want to help," he said brushing her hair away from her chest and shoulders, throwing it over her back.
"How about really closing those eyes?" she hissed taking a step back and covering her chest.
"What's the point now?" he whispered and closed the distance between them. When she is away, his chest feels cold and heavy. When she is there his chest is warm and his skin longs for more.
"Liar," she said searching her blouse to put it on.
"I never lie," he said as he leaned and rested his forehead over hers, his eyes staring at her pink nipples. "I am making sure you are safe."
Safe? He is the most dangerous beast in the forest. "Please, I had a rough time and I am not in the mood for anything."
"I will just walk you back to your tent." Annoying. She should be happy he still longs for more. Why is she so distant?
"Don't look down on me. I am not stupid."
"No, I just look down to your breasts."
Sakura rolled her eyes and pushed him away from her so she could put on the blouse. She has to fight her own urges to push him away and stay strong. But he always sticks around. She cannot understand him but she doesn't want to. The moment this war is done he will leave her behind and then she will suffer. Just like Sasuke did. The safety she feels next to him is nothing but an illusion. He doesn't care for her.
Fully dressed, they walked down the road in silence. Shisui slid his hands inside his pockets and walked close to her, sometimes brushing her shoulder to remind her that she is not alone. He longs for her attention and it is frustrating how cold and detached she is. Even if she was in hell until now, there is no excuse to treat him with so much indifference. He took care of her so her attitude is not acceptable. Shisui noticed her wet locks damping the back of her blouse. Her hair is shiny and looks smooth. Shisui reached her hair and caught it in his fist, making her abruptly stop and reach behind her to grab his hand. If only he could grab her the way he can grab her hair. It would be so easy to throw her under him and keep her there.
"What are you doing?" she asked surprised by his touch. She had a shock a moment ago and her heart is beating out of her chest.
Shisui clenched her hair harder, drops of water slipping down to the tips of her strands. She is always giving him a hard time and it is not in his character to worry about people. "You'll catch a cold." Such words normally wouldn't leave his lips.
Again. This is exactly what happened the last time they were together in her tent. Sakura's cheeks got pink so she looked ahead trying to hide her face. Not this time. She will refrain herself from jumping him. Shisui leaned in over her shoulder and whispered in her ear. "You feel nothing now?"
Sakura bit her lower lip feeling a lot more than he would expect. She feels angry he doesn't respect the distance and keeps on crossing the imaginary line of common sense that should put the space between them. She also feels a little bit excited because her skin longs for his touch but she can ignore it if he keeps his hands away. Finally, she feels disappointed he doesn't respect her and doesn't understand how tough she had it. He should know that after being down in that pit he should leave her alone but he is a selfish bastard and her feelings don't matter. There is no respect. He is annoying. "Stop it," she growled not appreciating his lips over her ear.
"I will," he promised and released her hair only to rest his palms on her shoulders. "Sakura, you disappoint me sometimes. You shouldn't be so oblivious."
A nerve pulsed on her forehead and she stormed to face him annoyed. Upon turning, she had the surprise of not seeing him anymore. He was gone, a bunch of leaves flying around her body. Her anger vanished and she looked confused in front of her. There was a sound of a bump before the branches above her started furiously tremble, leaves flying to the ground. Sakura didn't have time to look up after she heard another bump, the body of a suna shinobi landing right before her feet. She looked at the body with big eyes, surprised by how fast everything happened. She took a few steps back from the unconscious shinobi. Shisui wasn't just sexually harassing her, he was giving her signs she missed to read.
"Make sure he has no head injury," Shisui commanded as he landed next to the body. "We will take him hostage for interrogation."
What was she thinking of? Someone nearly went past her again. She kneed next to the shinobi and rested her palm above the man's head. Chakra flew through her fingers, making her nails glow. She's an idiot and it is frustrating because she knows she can do better. She has the abilities but miserably fails to put them in practice. Damn it, Shisui wasn't thinking of anything; everything was in her head. He is detached and doesn't think of her as much as she thinks of him. She is an idiot.
"You own me for this one," Shisui informed her after she finished her work. He tied the man's hands above his head and started dragging him towards the camp. Shisui was not just staring at Sakura while she was bathing. He was aware of the surroundings, searching for the unknown chakra which got him out of his tent. The man barely reached them when he actioned, so Sakura really had no time to sense him. Shisui was fast because he was long aware of the man wandering through the forest and his sharingan caught light shades of blue chakra on a tree they walked past. The man is clearly skilled since even Shisui could not locate him faster and he got lucky the man made a mistake out of necessity to move smoothly. She has nothing to feel bad about but he can use this to force her to stay close to him. He feels she is slowly drifting away from him and he cannot let that happen. If he waits to see how she will be later, it might be too late for him. That is a lose he cannot afford. If he cannot take away her free will he will restrain her moves as much as possible.
Sakura crossed her hands over her chest and walked after him. She did it again and Shisui isn't very different from Koharu. "Now what?" she asked trying to find out his intentions.
"I take this guy to Koharu and you go to sleep. You have to regain your strength for tomorrow." Not understanding her worries, Shisui disregarded her question. "And later you do me the favor." He will take advantage of the situation.
"What do you want?" she asked feeling reassurance. He really keeps her safe. And his safety is an illusion but she will accept it.
"We'll see," he answered pretending to think. It is obvious what he wants.
She knows his desires as well and it doesn't bother her as long as it is him.
