Nononononononononono

"Well, well, well, It's nice to meet you Kizashi." The man with the cane and black sunglasses laughs, unpleasingly. He leans on the door, tapping the ground, an attemp to show off his power. "Why do you look so scared? That's not how you treat your boss, you know?"

"No…."

"K…Kizashi, wh…what is Gatou…doing here?" Mebuki looks at her husband, brown eyes widen in fear, confusion, Sakura hides behind her mother's legs, clutching the red scarf, trying to hold on something as her mind grows dizzy. Her vision losing color, for unknow reason, her body tightens up under invisible force. (White). "Don't tell me…. You…."

"Oh? You don't tell her? Well, Mebuki, your dear Husband owes me. I qas so patient with him, but that's enough. Today I come here to take my money. That's all."

"Gatou! I told you I will pay you back!! It's not time yet!!" He grinds his teeth, hard, sweat covers his hand and his forehead. "What are you doing here!?"

"Don't be stupid. Do you think I will be that patient? Pay me back, now, or else." Gatou eyes the pink hair little girl, greed shines in his face. "It won't be just one."

("What a good subject~")

Pearl is quiet. Deadly quiet. But her emotions show different. Terror flashes in Sakura's heart, hopelessness and fury. Cold and White..

Nonononononononono

"Yo-!! I still have 1 more year left!!"

"I don't care. I never say that, and you don't have any prove. Why don't you just make it easy, hn? Just a small trading, and we will both be happy."

Mebuki, begins to get a grip on the present, gasps at the meaning behind his voice. Of course, how does she not understand that? Gatou, one of the richest man with iron hand on several companies, is infamous for lots of things.

One of them, is slavery. His victims? Children, pretty children and young women.

And know, the victim is going to be...her baby.

"No!!" She hugs Sakura, tries to use her body as a shield. "You can't!! You won't!!"

"Oh Shut up, you woman. Just be graceful it's not you. The girl is better, good price. Just a girl, right? You can have more. Give me that pinkie, and you don't need to pay anymore. Be smart, Kizashi."

"Gatou, please!! I am begging you, just….just give me more time. I will pay it off, both the principal and interest!! Please, don't touch them." Looks up helplessly at the massive guards around that man, Kizashi sinks on his knees, bowing down. His body shaking in depression, trying to fight, to protect his family.

Seeing her dear, dear parents in such agony drowns Sakura in shame and guilty. Why do they have to go this far just for an Opal (Pearl)? They can have another one easily. She is nothing. She is just an imperfect gem, can't protect her Masters, can't make them happy. Why don't they just trade her away, so that she can be useful for them?

But a part of Sakura, the bold, the Off Color, the agressive and emotional and wrong and right and Pink, begs.

Please please please please please

(Pearl's mouth opened, her eye grew large, tears streamming down as she tried to reach out to the beautiful, merciful, trusted Diamond, as giant, shiny White hands firmly curled around her small, petite body.

Her hand found nothing. Empty air and White.

Where was Pink?

Where was her Pink?

"Now now now, a Pearl shouldn't fight, little one. I must teach you some manners." )

"I…I swear to you that I… I will sell my organization!!! I wi-"

"Enough of this!" He splits, disgustedly. "Men! Take the girl!! Don't hurt her, though. That will be a shame. No one wants an ugly subject."

(Cracked cracked cracked cracked cracked cracked

She was cracked. Her gem was at wrong placement. Her hands up, smiling. Wires tied her limbs, a puppet, vibrating with White Diamond's power.

Perfectly, but so ugly.

Ugly Pearl. Imperfect Pearl. That was why Pink Diamond hated her so much, she gave up on her.

"I will fix you, and you will be just good."

WhiteWhiteWhiteWhiteWhite-)

"Don't touch my daughter!!" Mebuki screams, kicks the man near her, who with all muscle and cruelty, pushes the woman away easily. "No no no!!! Let go of my baby!!"

"….Mother….." Whimpers escape from her's tight lips as a big, big, rough hand squeezes her own small hand, rips the girl apart from the mother's safe embrace. Fear strucks her like ice, so cold that she freezes. "M…Mother…."

"Gatou!!!" Kizashi stands up, rushes towards that piece of trash and punches him, eyes red from fury and frustation. "Don't you dare!!"

"You! You…You fucking….Men! Beat him!!"" Gatou holds his bruised cheek, furiously slams the cane down. "Beat him, hear me!!! Beat him!!!"

Sakura watches, horrified, as her father becomes the center of thousand punches and kicks. The guardmen show no mercy, hit Kizashi with satisfaction. The merchant stands no chance against the crowd, lying on the ground in fetal position, trying to protect the weak points. His skin slashes from the brutal fist, turning a deep purple and bleeding red, red liquid. He is unconsious now, and if that goes on…then….

He will die.

"No!! No…no…" The mother chokes, watches her beautiful, precious family falling apart in front of her, helplessly. She is beaten down, too, blond hair violently pulled back by some men as they throw her to side, scoope up her daughter, her treasure. Using all of her willpower, Mebuki holds the tiny hand in her hand. "Don't take her away….Please….she is my everything…."

Sakura's Gem heating up, burning and throbbing. The world is spinning, she is falling down down down with only her Mother hands hold her back. The mindscape is messing up, too, slight crack appear on the Pink space, spreading White all over. Pure, pure, pure, mighty, cold White.

Please…. Sakura hears Pearl speaks up. Please….

Nononononononononono-

"Let go now, woman!" The man snarls. "Gatou won't be pleased. Let go, or we will show you what is 'losing everything'!" They step up the poor man's hands on the ground, earning a pained scream and more blood under their shoes.

"Kizashi….."Tears shimmer in Mebuki's eyes as she realizes their situation right now. She can let the pinkette go and break her heart, or holds up and sees her beloved husband dies, nothing left but death and grief.

She has no choice.

The decision is logical and necessary….. But how can you ask a mother to let her child, bound by blood, memories and heart, out of her hand? To let her go forever, push her to what she knows is worse than hell?

Mebuki has no choice.

How can life be so cruel? How can she be so weak?

Mebuki. Has. No. Choice.

Why God...Why?

"Sakura………I….I…"

One single, pale pink droplet runs down Sakura's cheek as the warm, tight grip starts to loosen around her wrist. The pain in her Gem is so scarily familiar, threaten to break anytime.

She knows this will happen.

She should not hope for the better.

Oh, how foolish she was, to believe this world would finally give her a Happy Ending. To think that she was something, while she was, no, is always nothing.

(She had been through this, and she hadn't learned anything.

She is truly useless.)

"I am….so…sor…ry…"

Mebuki lets go of the young's hand.

(Her Diamond let go of Pearl's hand.)

White conquers Sakura's world, shatters her happiness and everything as the man's arms wrap around her, evil laughter filled her ears. The high, ear-piercing wailing of Amethyst seems so far away as she opens her mouth, speaks softly. This time, her voice sounds weird, echoes with another robotic voice, pouring all the painbtrayalhurtdespression out with a simple phrase. Pearl and Sakura speaks, to the past and the present, to the ghost and the living.

To her Diamond. To her Mother.

"Please….don't let me go."

Crack.

The Gem breaks.

Sakura falls into the White.

She knows nothing more.