A/N: Sakura's desperation escalates. Slight crack warning in the middle regarding the table scene. This story needs some humor from time to time. Also drew up a cover image for the story. Try to guess who owns which hand and what the placement means…
Chapter 7
The Candyman
A bunch of files and papers littered Hinata's table. She had made quite the amount of notes on the now called "Uchiha" case that she was working on. Hinata sighed and ran a hand through her blue locks.
Inducing a minor who is less than eighteen (18) to be engaged in sexual activities is subject to punishment under the Child Welfare Law. According to Japanese Court cases, "inducing a minor to be engaged in sexual activites means an act of working on a minor to have intercourse or analogous conducts ( including oral and anal sex) with him or her, or with someone else by exering influence on the minor virtually.
Article 4 – Child prostitution
A person who commits child prostitution shall be punished with imprisonment with labor for not more than three years or a fine of not more than one million yen.
Article 8 – Trade, etc in Children for the Purpose of Child Prostitution, and Suchlike
1. A person who buys or sells a child for the purpose of making the child be a party to sexual intercourse, etc. in child prostitution, or for the purpose of producing child pornography by depicting any of the poses provided for in items (i) to (iii) of paragraph 3 of Article 2 shall be punished with imprisonment with labor for not less than one year and not more than ten years.
Her head was spinning. Enough was enough.
She pushed herself away from the stack of papers and went to put on her running clothes. The nylon material slid onto her leg. She was filled with a perfectionist satisfaction since she had just shaved her legs. It wouldn't do to go running without being shaved. She was already self-conscious enough because of her size.
She put her running socks on, followed by her jacket. She looked good in the clothes, she admitted, even though Hinata naturally lamented on her curves.
She had lost 0.9 kg on the last two weeks by running. She was down to 65,3 kg now. She looked up at Sakura, the opposite of her. Her beautiful emerald eyes, though tired, stared at her with interest.
They were two sides of the same coin in a way.
Blue and pink.
-
Sakura stared at Hinata, seeing that she was deep in thought. She had put on her running gear and was loitering around the kitchen. She knew Hinata was also trying to lose weight by running. Hinata wasn't just running to replace her benzos. She disliked her love handles.
Sakura thought she was perfect.
Hinata was wearing a black running sweater with neon green lines going down her arms and matching short pants. Her legs were marble smooth and there wasn't a scar to be found. She put on her new shoes and loaded up a drink of Amino Energy to take with her.
"You know that stuff just hurts your liver, right?" Sakura teased, trying to break Hinata out of her daze.
"You know just sitting doing nothing hurts your whole body, right?" Hinata stung back with a smirk, catching on.
"Yoga is not just doing nothing!" Sakura argued smiling, but it was all in good fun. A bit of rivalry was healthy. They were both trying to hype each other into eating healthy and doing some kind of exercise.
Sakura wasn't ready to do something as straining as full on running with Hinata. She knew she'd push herself too hard. She needed to build up stamina before she allowed the bluette to see just how out of shape she was. Even if she would try to run at Hinata's speed she'd probably just faint in the middle of the run.
She didn't want to hold Hinata back or make her need to slow herself down. She wanted to lighten the blow on her own ego, Sakura acknowledged.
Hinata left her with a wave and closed the door with a thud.
She sat herself down to the same stool Hinata had sat on. It was still slightly warm and Sakura felt cozy in it. She picked up a pen and started slowly doodling as she thought. She needed to take a look at her finances, if her escape with Hinata was ever going to work.
Let's see.
She wrote down some numbers.
Education
-High school : 3,230,000 (3 years)
-University : 4,290, 000 (4 years)
Total: 7,520,000 yen
Loans:
-Medical loan 1 : 78, 732 (surgery)
-Medical loan 2 : 29, 524 (medicine)
Total: 108, 256 yen
Rent
Alone : 1,584,000 (three years)
Split in two: 792,000 (three years)
Cost of living
Utilitity
Utilities: 10,000 (1 month) x 12 = 120,000 x 3 = 360,000
Food: 31000 x 12= 372,000 x 3 = 1,116,000 yen total
Commutation(metro): 59,049 x 3 = 177, 147 yen
Misc : 39, 366 yen
Cost of perfect future: 10,634,769 yen
Pay of one month with Sasuke: 630,000 yen
That means… If I work with only Sasuke for 17 months, I'll have enough for three years of living and education in uni for four more years. That's over a year.
Pay of one month both stripping and waitressing:
Stripping: 439, 414
Waitressing: 187,728
Total: 627, 142
That's around the same amount of time… If I want to equal Sasuke's pay, I'll have to work two jobs again, which I was able to manage with much difficulty.
But Sakura would hardly be able to also study. If her shift at waitering tables began from 8 am-4 pm, that left her with time for dinner and then her shift at the club would start at 7pm -1 am. By then she'd be exhausted and that left only three hours for herself in-between shifts without including the time it took to take the metro.
She could ease up on her shifts at the diner but then she'd just have to work longer in the end.
In the end, she could plainly see that her heart told her to get away from Sasuke, but her mind told her to stay.
She had very scarce hours she had to "work", it was almost a luxury. Compared to the free education and the rent free apartment…
But she also had to stay underweight and deal with his physical blows…
What am I going to do?!
"Ugh, this is SO SHANNARO!" She screamed and slammed her fist down at the table.
Hinata's words echoed in her mind. Sakura wouldn't make it, she wouldn't make six months, she wouldn't make a year and a half. She'd snap and kill herself. What use was the education and money if she was dead?
But the money…
She hated poverty, she had been raised in it since her alcoholic foster father would spend all his money on booze. It wasn't until she ran away from him at 12 years old when she fully understood how hard poverty could be.
She needed money and she needed it fast. Anything to shorten the time she had to work with Sasuke, without fucking herself over financially.
However… one thing Sasuke had said stood out in her mind. She'd have to bide her time to dig information about it later.
-
"I want to go over some history today, Sakura-chan. How do you feel about that?"
"Yeah, Kakashi-sensei. That's great. Uhm… There is one thing I need to talk to you about though. I'm sorry if it's inappropriate. "
She was hesitant and rightly so. But Kakashi was the best of all options. She didn't want to touch Sasuke with a 12 feet pole and she wanted to keep her platonic relationship with Itachi, well platonic. She didn't like the idea of tainting the only good male relationship she had going on. Though she and Itachi weren't friends, they were more like work buddies and she treasured the positive influence he had on her mental state.
Kakashi hummed in curiosity.
"Well… You know the real reason for why I am here right?"
He nodded, immediately tensing at the politically delicate topic.
"Sasuke-san said I was allowed to take more clients, if I wished so." Her eyes darted to him, not able to hide their nervousness.
"Sakura-chan! I don't think I-." He began, looking very flustered.
"No, no! Nothing like that, y-you're my sensei after all."
This is even worse than I imagined it would go.
"But since I don't know a lot of p-people here… Well I was wondering if there were any well-paying clients in the Uchiha district." Her face shot blood red as she finished the sentence. This was awkward as hell.
Well, at least I was able to say it.
Kakashi's eyes took on a bit of a dark look but he didn't ignore her. It took a while for him to think about it.
"Ah, Sakura-chan. I know some wealthy Uchiha who are used to dealing with escorts. However, you should keep in mind that the more pay you get, the more… explicit acts you have to perform. "
He brought out a note book and copied some names and numbers from his phone.
"Here, just send them an instant message with the code below."
She picked up his note and skimmed it.
Code: Kunoichi
From highest paying to lowest.
Madara Uchiha,
Obito Uchiha,
Mikoto Uchiha,
Tajima Uchiha,
Others
Highest to lowest:
Hidan (dangerous),
Orochimaru,
Kisame, (big guy)
Zabuza,
"Thank you… What do you mean by dangerous? Who is this Hidan person?"
"He… He will probably ask you to perform illegal things. If he starts hurting you tell him you work for Sasuke Uchiha, never mind just straight up tell him that when you send him a message. He won't dare to do anything. If you take him on, that is."
Can he be any worse than Sasuke?
"But as I said, the more they pay, the more the risk is. It's best if you just work your way up, to get a feel for things." He said in a warning tone. In another life he might have sounded like a stern father.
But Sakura could also be a rebellious daughter.
As Kakashi left when they had finished going over their schedules and chapters, she picked up her phone.
To: Madara Uchiha
From: Kunoichi
Attachment: in
Hey, you interested?
Hook, line and sinker. She posed on her mattress and made sure her hips were visible. She was still wearing her green dress so it wasn't quite a nude that she was sending him, more like an Instagram flex picture from the right angle. She hit the camera button and hurried to attach the photo to the text.
Now she just had to wait.
She looked to the "others" on the list. She was unsure of Hidan, but decided she would google him later and see if anything too incriminating came up. She didn't know Kakashi's standards of rough and she doubted he knew the full extent of which Sasuke treated her. But she knew it didn't hurt to be wary. She wasn't about to service a pedophile or some creep.
Maybe he just likes being jerked off in public under a long brown jacket?
Was that too hopeful?
Sasuke might be too intense for me, but I'm going to use the access to all these rich guys who are willing to throw money everywhere as best as I can. I will survive. Damn my morals to hell.
That is before she magically escaped with Hinata to Neverland with a wealthy sum of Uchiha money from their case. However that happened.
Orochimaru was next on the list after Hidan.
To: Orochimaru
From: Kunoichi
Attachment:
Are you bored? I'm a fun girl,
send me a line. xoxo
Did that sound stupid? Did it sound cringy? She cut out the "xoxo". It was probably overkill. She really had no idea where she was going with her flirty attitude. Her pm to Madara had been cold and uninterested and she had to remind herself that her body was essentially a product and her mind was its seller, she had to show more personality to get clients.
It was called marketing.
It didn't take until an hour later when her phone beeped. Sakura jumped out of her chair and almost fell over and reached for the phone with shaking hands.
From: Madara Uchiha
To: Kunoichi
attachment: come get
You look pretty young,
sure you can take me on?
Fuck! Too young? Was she about to lose the highest based client on morality alone? How could she convince him otherwise? She opened the attachment.
Holy shit. That is a penis.
Had this Madara just sent her a picture of his dick?! Sakura's face got red from embarrassment.
And… It's a big one too.
It towered on his body, taken from an upward angle. It was the thickest member Sakura had seen, it was slightly tanned and was decorated by pale blue veins sneaking under the surface of his skin.
How stiff he was, Sakura doubted that the cock would fit into her. The head was dark pink and glistened with his juices. Sakura tried to suppress any thoughts that told her that this man looked juicy.
She could feel her nether regions getting hot and she felt a bit ashamed. Was she getting turned on by a scandalous dick pic? From a man she didn't even know? To feel arousal was unusual for her, she was so used to being taken by force that she didn't know what to do when she actually… felt aroused by the client.
Even when her foster father had touched her, she had never enjoyed it.
Sakura stared at the cock some more and zoomed in on his member. She let her hand slither down to her pants. Slowly she slipped her hand into her crotch area and gasped as her finger touched her clit and she found that it was already enlarged.
I'm already so sensitive after such a short time. Why does this turn me on?
She couldn't help it, there was just something really naughty about the whole affair. Her fingers advanced further down on her pussy and dipped her fingers between her lower lips. Her thick juices were starting to collect in her vagina, priming her for penetration.
Oh, god I'm actually wet. This is ridiculous.
She rubbed her clit slowly and a devious idea entered her mind as she felt the waves of pleasure. It had been so long since she had done something for herself. She knew why she was so turned on right then. It was always about Sasuke and his pleasure.
Now, she had no one to please but herself. This was her intimate moment that wasn't soiled by the presence of Sasuke.
I'm going to have fun.
To: Madara Uchiha
From: Kunoichi
attachment: born
;) name the time and the place.
cash upfront pls.
Sakura climbed onto the table and pulled her pants and panties off. She posed herself, lying on her back and spreading her legs for easier access, she used her left hand to gently rub her clit and the right hand to take the picture itself. She made sure her face wasn't visible in the photo.
She looked at the picture and felt more excited. She was moist, almost pouring for some stranger and he was about to see how he made her feel. She hit 'send'.
The reply came within seconds.
From: Madara Uchiha
To: Kunoichi
I will wreck your pretty little ass.
Tomorrow, at 9:20 pm. meet me at the mansion, left wing.
It was too much, the casual mention of her ass by the stranger had her lose all control. Sakura tested her vagina, one finger exploring herself. She curved her finger inwards and felt it stroke delightfully against her sweet spot. She continued her assault on her genitals for what seemed like ages. Unable to take anymore, she pumped two fingers instead of one, faster into her pussy.
With her other hand she rubbed her clit heatedly. She could feel her every cell in her body twist in excitement as she sensed what was about to happen. She came with a long moan on the table as she re-read the text, fantasizing about riding some dark stranger that had no flaws or baggage for a one night stand.
I'm… totally winded. That was exhausting…
She stared into the ceiling as she saw dark spots before her vision. Though content with pleasure she absently noted her breathing getting slow.
She passed out.
As Hinata entered the apartment, she remarked upon how euphoric she felt after her run. It was hard being without her drug of choice but she found it was worth it. She was worth it. The meetings also helped and the program she was following took into consideration her physical addiction. She was given substitute pills to start with which didn't give her a high like the Xanax did.
It was when she was musing about her progress, walking through the living room that she came to a halt in the kitchen.
I-Is that S-Sakura-chan?! Her breath hitched as she viewed the beautiful girl lying on their kitchen table were they would under usual circumstances study and eat. Hinata wondered in pure astonishment at the actual human body that laid spread out on the table. Was she dreaming?
Sakura seemed to have taken the regular use of the table a step further since she… had obviously been touching herself. She could smell the arousal in the air and Sakura's body still glistened with sweat.
Wh-what am I supposed to feel about this?!
Hinata started breathing faster, her breath hitching as she viewed a slow drop of Sakura's fluids run down her pink lower lips. Her vagina was perfectly shaped and Hinata felt almost envious. How could Sakura form be so… inviting. It was like Sakura's lush mound was calling out for her and Hinata nearly moaned from the urge she felt building up.
The whole scene was so bizarre, her t-shirt had ridden up at some point in time and Hinata could see her tiny navel and ribs trailing upwards to reveal… Was that nipple? The slight pink shadow of something underneath her t shirt was her tipping point.
She couldn't tolerate her need anymore, her heart beating incredibly fast she lowered her hands, hovering over her running pants. The material was thin and she felt electrified when she finally touched her sweet spot.
I-I'm so horny, Sakura looks so content… I wish I could have helped her…
She rubbed her pearl with larger circles using her fingers through her pants. She cupped her pussy and grit against it softly. Her hand felt warm against her arousal and she stifled a moan.
Again.
"…Mhm…" She grabbed her mouth as the sound escaped and went deadly still, unsure if Sakura would wake up. When she didn't rouse, Hinata was snapped back to reality.
I can't be doing this! What if I get caught? What if she wakes up?
Taking one last longing look at the pinkette, she ran to her room in the apartment and locked the door.
Finally secure in her own privacy, Hinata used her chance to act and sucked on her fingers greedily. Making them properly wet via her saliva she stuck her hand down her underwear and Hinata felt like she was in heaven when her first digit entered her cavern. With no effort at all, the finger slid in fully to her knuckle, so excited was she.
Sakura-chan…
Teasing herself for oh so long in the kitchen, finally being filled up down there felt so wonderful. She added another finger, pleasing herself while thinking about Sakura's cute little clit still sticking out from her folds.
Sakura's vagina pouring out fluids, the smell of sex in the kitchen.
Sakura-chan!
She reached her peak with a breathy moan and found her body twitch in appreciation of the orgasm.
That felt so right.
-
When Sakura awoke with a killer pain in her back against a hard wooden surface. It took her only a second to realize that she had actually fallen asleep on the table with her panties down, totally exposed.
"Oh, what the- fuck!" She slurred.
Shit. What time is it?
She pulled her panties on and leveraged herself off the table. She pulled her t-shirt down so it covered her fully. Her pants soon followed and she checked her phone.
7:45 pm.
Hinata would definitely move out. There's no way she didn't see her. Sakura could be such a fucking idiot.
Connect to reality, girl! Just because you orgasm doesn't mean you don't have to follow common rules of conduct!
Sakura felt so ashamed. Hinata probably thought she was a disgusting, sex crazed slut.
She carefully tip toed her way around the apartment with much stealth but to her surprise there didn't seem to be anyone in the apartment. Hinata had come home right? She went to Hinata's room and laid her ear discreetly to her door, straining to hear if there was anyone inside.
Since the room was silent, Sakura bit her lip and with a bit of courage opened the door, heart pounding in anticipation.
No one. A breath escaped her.
Even her bedsheets are made.
Sakura checked the door and didn't see her running shoes either. Was she still running? That was ridiculous. She couldn´t have been running for three hours, right?
Maybe she didn't see me after all? Sakura wondered, her chest a bit lighter.
She really had to be careful next time though, she just didn't know what had come over her. It didn't feel like she had fallen asleep. It was simply like she had been knocked out. She was usually very tired, her body stiff and she did tend to faint sometimes, cause of the… diet she was on.
Maybe the orgasm had been too much of a shock for her body?
Or maybe, I'm just rationalizing being a stupid idiot.
She yelped when there was a loud knock on the door. She had been so caught up in her thoughts that she felt like she had been discovered doing something improper. And by situation she had just avoided, that wasn't far from the truth.
They can't hear your thoughts. She reminded herself.
She opened the door to reveal Itachi. He observed her bed head state with a nod. He was wearing a casual shirt and black dress pants. She had noticed that he always tended dress nicely, like he had arrived from an office of sorts.
"Itachi-san, please come in." She said, smiling.
"Thank you, Sakura-san. I just wanted to stop and chat a bit."
They settled in the kitchen and Sakura had to keep her face neutral as Itachi sat down to the very table she had been masturbating on three hours ago. She fiddled with her fingers in nervousness. If he noticed any particular smell he didn't mention it or let anything slip that indicated that he knew that something was amiss.
"Do you want some tea?" Sakura always had enough tea in her cabinet. Tea made her full and helped her prevent binges. She also used it for occasional "detoxes". Claiming that she was "cleansing the body of toxins" sounded much nicer than the truth.
For Sakura, detoxing meant starving herself on fluids for a couple of days. The word was just fancy to make it seem that the process was healthy to curious bystanders.
"Sure."
She took the kettle and filled it with water, taking out two cups and putting some rosemary herbs in them. Then she finished off with an inch of ginger and a slice of a lemon peel ground into the cups. She sniffed it and sighed in appreciation.
She paused and thought back to her promise on being healthy.
Just go for it.
And she put two teaspoons of honey in each cup. She tried not to imagine all the fattening calories in it that would eventually collect around her waist.
The kettle had finished boiling the water and Sakura took great pleasure in seeing the steaming liquid mix with the ingredients. Homemade tea was the best, though it took longer time to make.
She turned around and wordlessly placed a cup in front of Itachi and she could see that he was pleased. The green drink did look inviting.
"I do love the occasional cup of tea, Sakura-san."
She hummed in agreement and blew some air onto her tea to make it cool faster. Itachi looked at her with amused eyes.
"You've been here for three weeks now. How are you settling in this new apartment… And your new job?" Itachi asked covertly.
Sakura sighed.
"I'm actually conflicted. Working for Sasuke-san… Is hard. Very much so. But it pays very well. "
Itachi didn't show any body language that gave his discomfort away but she could see his eyes sharpen.
"I don't know what to do, if I go back to working two jobs again I won't have any time nor money for education. "She continued, looking up to the ceiling.
"But this job… It's very stressing, I'm not sure if I can take it anymore. It's starting to seep into my everyday life, I can only think about what he would allow and what he would dislike, I'm living my life by his… arbitrary rules!"
She laid a hand under her chin and took a sip of the tea and Itachi mirrored her movements.
"I just… Don't know what to do. "She said morose and looked into her cup.
" I understand." The calm voice comforted her.
"Do you ever think about just… Running away? Escaping this situation?" He said, his words measured slowly.
Her guilty look was enough of an answer for him.
"Sakura-san, you are much too young for this profession. You have not developed healthy ways of coping with external stress yet. It is something you pick up later into adulthood."
He took another sip of the tea.
"I am going to give you an important piece of advice. If you ever feel so overwhelmed that you can't continue to work for Sasuke, I will personally help you get away from here and relocate you to another city."
What?
"However, my help comes at a cost. You can never, ever, tell anyone about your work for Sasuke or anything detailing your time here at the Uchiha complex. I'm willing to buy your silence if needed."
"Itachi-san… I…" She was at a loss for words, unsure how to take his offer.
"Wait, what do you mean relocate me to another city? But I like Konoha."
"Sakura-san… You are not naïve. Sasuke is one of the Uchiha company most prized entrepreneurs, after myself. I cannot guarantee your safety, since the image of the company is extremely well protected. Having such a loose end in our own home city would be a disaster waiting."
Sakura felt cold.
"Is- Is this a threat?"
Itachi shook his head, his tone detached.
"No, it's business."
She looked down at her empty cup, the ingredients watery and stuck to the bottom.
"What if I finish the assigned time of six months?"
His stern silence was enough of an answer.
"But-But this is unfair! Nobody mentioned that! I signed a contract! I can't just be bullied out of Konoha for quitting my job!"
Hinata's words echoed in her head.
The contract is void.
"… I don't have any rights, do I, Itachi-san?"
"You are not a real employee, Sakura-san. You do not pay taxes and your income is under the table. There are no labor unions who fight for escorts."
Sakura was shocked by the malice in his tone. This wasn't Itachi. Itachi had always been nice to her.
What the hell is happening?!
His eyes stared at her unrelenting with a slight red glint in his eye. His lips pursed.
"I must repeat myself, Sakura-san; Do not expose Sasuke in any way. It did not fare well for the last woman who did so." He gave a glance to one of Hinata's papers that she had forgotten to file away.
The title reads: Child Prostitution Laws. He knows!
"W-what do you mean by that?"
He didn't deem it worthy to answer her question and continued.
"I mean that she has unfortunately passed on. I am not going to comment any further on this particular subject, I've said what I've needed to. "
He stood up.
"However Sakura-san, I know how fragile the human mind can be. Consider this a gesture of good will. It will give you a boost."
He smacked a hand sized bottle on the table. It rang with the telltale sounds of pills hitting plastic.
"A boost? Is that-… What is it?" She brought it up and tried to read the label.
"Add-…Adderall IR? Are these drugs?"
"It's a pick-me-up drug. It's perfect for recreational use, just don't take too much. Start at 30 mg for a couple of days and then make sure you snort 70 mg right before a meeting Sasuke. These are instant release capsules so you won't have to wait for the effects. "
"But… These are drugs. They'll make me into an addict. "
"They are not. It's a small dosage and addicts are known to administer up to 1000 mg without adverse effects. We're talking about 30 mg. It makes your cognitive performance improve and you can probably finish your homework assignments quicker when you use it. Even Adderall XR is legal in Canada, and it's basically the same compound. " He said nonchalantly.
" I don't-"She started but was viciously cut off.
"You need to endure Sakura-san, endure or leave Konoha. It's your choice."
And with those parting words, the man Sakura had come to respect left.
A beep sound came from her phone.
From: Orochimaru
To: Kunoichi
Meet me at the Uchiha plaza
in 20 minutes.
A/N: The walls are closing in.