Hey guys, I've decided to rewrite Deauti from Chapter 2 onwards, changing a few things in the plot, because I didn't really like the direction the other story was going. I had an ending planned out for the old direction but not an ending I liked so I'm going to rework some things. Don't worry, the overall plot will still be very dark and have a lot of things in common with the old plot.
WARNING: This is and will turn in the next coming chapters to be very dark. DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE DARK STORIES.
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Her eyebrows crossed. "Excuse me?"
She definitely hadn't heard him correctly.
The Uchiha stepped closer once again. His body language infuriatingly serious. "I want you."
Oh dear god.
"What do you mean?" She asked him, desperate to have him invalidate her growing anxiety and the fears of what he was actually asking of her.
"You know exactly what I mean," he answered in just the same frustratingly calm voice.
Sakura's jaw parted uncontrollably in disbelief and complete confusion. And disgust. She would rather have sex with a nematode than with Sasuke Uchiha.
"Like another healing-nin?" she couldn't help suggesting in desperation.
In an instant, Sasuke was on her, his body pinning her against the door frame with her hands on either side of her head, his palms constricting around her wrists.
"Are you really that naïve, Sakura?" he asked in a whisper, dangerous and low. To emphasize his point, Sasuke pressed his mouth once more against hers to keep her pressed against the door while he freed his hands.
Those same hands now moved down to untie the strings that kept her red vest together. In an instant, they came undone and Sakura felt the garment shoved off of her shoulders, falling around her feet. Sakura squirmed as hard as she could but his grip just wouldn't fall loose.
Without warning, he grasped her white undershirt by the opening, and tore it open.
Now Sakura screamed; the sound muffled by Sasuke's forced kiss.
Her pink laced bra and cleavage were revealed now as the man moved to suck on her collarbone, his palm moving to cover her mouth and subsequent yells.
Sakura used that instant to bite his hand as hard as she could, causing the man to fall off her.
She grasped the sides of her torn undershirt tightly together, then reworked the ties to her vest back together, all the while sending her most hateful glare towards Sasuke.
"What is wrong with you?!" she threw at him furiously as he stayed on the ground, wiping her mouth on her arm before spitting the taste of him out of her mouth. His gaze shot upwards to meet hers.
"Isn't this what you always wanted?" he asked with a strangely strong inflection."You were so eager when we were younger."
Sakura tsked. "I was a moron back then."
She knew that excuse was awful but it was the truth.
"I had a schoolgirl crush on you but that's way over now, don't worry. I know much better than to love a heartless monster like you."
Sasuke's reaction was strange. His eyebrows became furrowed together, hard and serious, he looked almost angry...seething even. He looked almost ready to attack her...
And then it was gone. His expression neutralized and showed a calm indifference that everyone was well associated with when it came to the young Uchiha.
Sakura met his gaze for a long time, neither of them moving or saying anything. Her breaths were shallow and fast inside her chest as she tried to calm her raging heart. She wanted to run but she had a mission still. Naruto's life was still hanging in the balance, and she had to save him. But her mind kept arguing that she could come back, after going back to Konoha and gathering some reinforcements.
She'd come straight from the battlefield after their platoon was ambushed by a group of Sound-nin, Naruto left in critical damage and Sakura only escaping with him because one of her subordinates had sacrificed the last of their jutsu to teleport the two of them away, back to the borders of Fire Land (the subordinate had only enough chakra that far) and Sakura had had to carry Naruto's unconscious form all the way back to the Leaf Village, all the while performing chakra support through his body, to keep him alive.
It had exhausted her by the time she finally stepped foot back into Konoha, but somehow she managed to stay conscious long enough to explain the state of Naruto's current vacated soul, asking for Kakashi's help, right before passing out.
Little had she known that their idiosyncratic leader had left Konoha just a week after she and Naruto had been assigned out to attack Sound, not saying where he was going or when he would return.
And he still hadn't come back yet.
Sakura supposed her body had somehow known there was a problem, because though she hadn't yet recovered all her energy, Sakura had woken up then. She had ran immediately into Tsunade's office to ask how Naruto was doing, only to be informed about their current situation.
That was when she had suggested Sasuke.
Yes, Sakura had brought up the idea to find this psychotic man again.
She'd long since abandoned her attempt to rescue the murderer and had even tried on multiple times to dissuade Naruto from the lost cause that was their ex-teammate. But of course, being who he is, Naruto had disagreed, saying he would never let Sasuke continue down the wrong road.
He'd asked how could Sakura do this when she'd once adored him, once worshipped and even claimed to have loved him at one point.
Sakura hadn't been able to answer Naruto then.
Because she didn't want to remind herself of that time.
Any second. Any hour. Any day of the year, she wanted to pretend like her childhood didn't exist.
That that pathetic, ingratiating and sycophantic girl had been someone else. That it had been some other stupid girl that had tolerated all of Sasuke's abuse and cruelty for the sake of "true love."
That night that Sasuke had abandoned her on the bench, after he'd left, hadn't even been enough for her to give up on him. No. She still had set out every night or day or just whenever she had the spare time to go out searching, for the three years.
Then when she was 16, Sakura found this Sand Base, right near the eastern border of Sound.
It had been the middle of the night and she had planned to go back and tell Naruto and the rest of Konoha Sasuke's location when everything changed for her that night.
She'd seen Sasuke slaughter children after children for their brains to be used in an experiment Orochimaru had wanted to test out, something about multiplying chakra using neuronal synapses, judging by what she had heard. Not that the reason mattered in any degree to Sakura; Sasuke had kill five hundred children that night. All screaming and crying youths, the oldest no more than five years, until Sasuke put them all in a genjutsu to quiet them all. The mind control had kept them all docile until Sasuke came to lobotomize them.
The image of that night had stayed with Sakura for the rest of her life, forcing her to come to grips with the so called "man" she'd been in love with her entire life.
He was no man. He wasn't even a boy anymore. He was a monster.
And Sakura hated herself for wasting so much time on him. Hated it so much that she couldn't bring herself to tell anyone of what she'd seen that night.
Not Naruto. Not Kakashi. Not Tsunade. Not Ino. Not Neji. Not Shikamaru.
No one.
She was afraid of them judging her for her past stupidity.
For being so ungodly wrong.
And so she'd abandoned her quest then, forgetting the guy completely unless someone brought up his name, and even then she just did her best to change topics or when someone asked if she still felt the same way, she would shake her head simply that she didn't. That she was simply trying to focus on herself now.
One time Ino had been so persistent in her questions about why she had decided to abandon saving Sasuke, that the boy was once their friend, that she was a heartless monster for forsaking him –Sakura had finally snapped.
She'd screamed into the blond girl's face that the boy meant nothing to her anymore. That he wasn't even worth the trash her shoes stepped on every day. That he deserved no one's pity.
Ino had dissolved their friendship that day.
Sakura couldn't bring herself to tell the truth to the blond, not wanting her to suffer in the same self-loathing misery that surrounded her every day.
Or maybe Sakura really was just that self-serving; she could have saved Ino and all of her friends from any further dedication to a lost cause and the self-deprecation they would undoubtedly have upon realization of what kind of man Sasuke really was.
But…she hadn't been able to do it.
Because Sakura had realized that day that in addition to being stupid and pathetic as a child, she was also a coward.
She couldn't stand the accusatory gaze they would undoubtedly give her for withholding this information for so long. The judgmental stares once people found out about the boy she had once dreamed of marrying. The disappointing looks she would get from her parents and their friends.
How stupid could that Sakura really be?
I never knew that Haruno girl could be this pathetic.
You deserved a better daughter Mebuki.
And so Sakura had withheld the truth.
Her one and only cowardly act in life that was now just a buried secret in the pit of her heart. She had swore to herself that day after Ino's departure that she would never be a coward again after this. That she would sacrifice her life if she had to, to save her friends; to atone to them.
And so as exhausted as Sakura still was at the time, she had volunteered to go to Sound, with an ANBU support team to retrieve the one and only person that could save Naruto.
But not even ANBU had been able to handle what awaited them upon entering Sound: an ambush. Someone had betrayed their mission, someone that was a double agent in Konoha for Otogakure.
All her team had been slaughtered that day, with only Sakura making it out alive through yet another sacrifice, this time by twelve of her injured teammates: they'd used all of their chakra and life force to invoke The Mental Transportation Jutsu, a Kinjutsu that caused the entirety of a group of people save for one, regardless of the number, to be sacrificed, wherein the one remaining survivor could be transported to any location within this dimension envisioned in their mind.
The jutsu required twelve people to summon in the first place, which was exactly the remaining injured ANBU that were still alive on Sakura's side as hundreds of Sound jonin surrounded them, ready to finish them off.
They had mentally sent the plan to Sakura, telling her to envision the Sound Fortress in her head immediately, not even giving her a chance to protest, before forming the complex array of hand signs.
When the Sound jonin realized what they were up to, they were already within the jutsu's hold and could not move anymore.
Then Sakura was gone, sent hurtling through a black hole that had appeared right above her in the sky, sucking her entire person in and then vanishing just as fast, leaving nothing but a slew of bodies in its wake.
Then Sakura was standing right in front of a ruined fortress.
The old one must have been destroyed since the last time she'd been here till now.
Sakura had despaired for a second until she remembered a sensory Jutsu, one that allowed her to see the chakra residue of anyone that had previously been in contact with something. It allowed her to identify Sasuke's chakra, a light blue flame, which she'd then emblazoned with her own chakra (meager as it was by then), using it as a trail to follow across the desert until she found Sasuke.
Because Sakura had known that if this base was down for this area, Orochimaru would have undoubtedly built another fortress in replace of it close by, to secure the area again.
Her prediction had proved right.
Sasuke picked himself up in present time, interrupting Sakura's reverie as she trained her eyes cautiously back on the man.
He wiped the corner of his lips where a bit of blood was drawn from when she'd punched him. "You really have moved on from me."
Her lips stretched indignantly. "I already told you I have, bastard. I just came here to get you to save Naruto. Will you?"
Sasuke met her eyes again. "That depends, are you willing to pay my price?"
Sakura looked ready to counter again, perhaps with another offer, so he added on: "I won't take anything else, Sakura. This is my only caveat for bringing Naruto back."
It was a long time until Sakura spoke again. Her green eyes flashing fury and absolute hatred the entire time as they stayed locked with Sasuke's cold blue ones.
"Fine."
That surprised Sasuke, his look of skepticism was overt across his face as he intoned: "If you think you can trick me-"
"Not everyone is a backstabber like you, Sasuke. When I promise someone something, I always follow through with it," Sakura interrupted him, already reaching up to unfasten again the ties on her red vest, when they were undone, she easily shrugged off her vest.
Because he'd already ripped open her white undershirt, the clothing wasn't hard to pull off and soon Sakura was in just her pink bra before him.
She reached around her head to undue her high ponytail so that her hair fell down in a smooth river behind her back, reaching all the way to her waist.
"Come on, let's get this over with," she beckoned with one gloved hand while the other rested impatiently on her hip.
Sasuke was still staring at her intensely, very obviously contemplating something. Sakura mistook still for distrust and was about to reassure him again when he suddenly asked: "Have you had sex before?"
Sakura laughed scornfully, earning back that glowering angry glare from Sasuke. "That's my business, not yours."
In a second, she found herself pinned once more against the door, the Uchiha's hand locked painfully against her jaw. "If you want Naruto to live, you'd better show me respect, Sa-ku-ra."
And as soon as he finished speaking her name, the man's lips fell on hers again.
Disgust and nausea couldn't help rising up inside Sakura's chest, making her intuitively gag into their kiss. In a second, Sasuke backhanded her, a vicious scowl sitting upon his photogenic features as Sakura's head was forced to the side; the corner of her lips bleeding badly.
Sakura's hateful glare matched Sasuke's in every aspect, but he looked more menacing because of the sharp angles of his cheekbones and the fact that he had the blood of countless innocents on his soul.
Sasuke was inhaling heavily through his nose while his irises were shaking in obvious malevolence.
He looked like he was ready to kill her.
Before Sakura knew what was happening, she found the entire front half of her waist forced into the bed, her legs were forced to remain standing over the edge, bent over with her butt in the air while her right arm was pulled out at an awkward angle behind her because of Sasuke's painful grip on her wrist. His sandal feet came to dig agonizingly into her back, completely preventing any movement on her part.
Next thing she knew, Sasuke was doing some sort of jutsu behind her; Sakura could tell because she could feel the tell-tale force of chakra being worked. Whatever Sasuke was doing it seemed to be a complex jutsu because there were so many hand signs before the Uchiha finally wrote an unknown kanji symbol into her back using his finger to trace against the skin before chanting a series of words in another language.
Red light glowed from behind her and Sakura felt as if someone was skinning her entire backside until the light faded. With it, went the pain as well.
Sasuke released her and Sakura stood up hurriedly, she checked her back and found there was nothing visibly different with it, then turned back facing the Uchiha, intending to question him belligerently.
The man seemed to anticipate this because as soon as their gazes met again, Sakura found the man was gripping her jaw again, forcing her eyes to meet his now red ones.
"Sleep."
With just that one word, Sakura found herself drawn into darkness.