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A/N—Since many have you all are dying to know what happens next, I shall grant you the next chapter of my fanfiction! I am so close to having 100 reviews that it excites me so!

Drama High

Chapter 12:I'm coming

'How could I have been so foolish?'

'All that time…Sasuke was trying to save me'

'And I pushed him away like the fool I am.'

'I'm so stupid!'

Sakura gripped her pink threads in anger, letting accusing thoughts run through the depths of her mind. She felt so dumb! After dating Itachi and ignoring Sasuke's concerned words, it turns out that the youngest Uchiha was right. These multiple females Itachi raped…she would be just like them if it wasn't for Sasuke!

Her emerald gaze lifted from the earth below her, meeting Sasuke's onyx ones. Her vision blurred with the up-coming tears that threatened to fall down her ivory cheeks.

The pain

She couldn't imagine what she'd put Sasuke through. It was still a surprise that he'd do this for her. The entire woman that worshipped at his feet, that blushed with one glance from his dark orbs, that desired to be his wifey…and he choose her.

Simple

Plain

Pink-headed

Emerald-eyed Sakura

What made her so different from other girls? That was something she'd never learn to understand. Sasuke could have any female he wanted to. Any female that'd follow his every order with one simple command. Any female that'd praise him like the god he is…and he choose her.

Was it just the thought of losing her to his older brother that made him want her? Or was it simple that he grown feelings for her? Why did he never show those feelings if he possessed them? Was it that hard to show any emotion towards her? If you care about someone, you should show it, damnit!

"Why?"

The simplest of words slipped passed her lips. The word that wondered through her mind, unsolved was finally freed. She needed to know. She had to figure out his feelings for her. Even though the girls did mention Sasuke having strong feelings for her, it was a difference between hearing it from them and hearing it from him.

Sasuke stared blankly at the teen before him. He had done so much for her and she still questioned his motives? Although his face showed no sign of any emotions, he was feeling a bit hurt for her still questioning him.

"Because I…"

How could he say how he felt? He never was so good at telling women or anyone for that matter how he felt. Back when he was a little kid, he could easily tell someone he loved them or hated them. He could express his feelings with ease. But that was a long time ago, his brother and Orochimaru hardened him over time.

Before Sasuke could admit his feelings to the one girl that was worth it, his phone started to ring. The young Uchiha cussed under his breathe, pulling out his phone, flipping it open, and placing it at his ear.

"What?"

"Is that anyway to greet me, Sasuke-kun?"

Muscles tensed in anger at the sound of the venomous voice. Oh that voice…that voice Sasuke had grown to loathe. His grip tightened on the cell phone he held in his right hand. Almost strong enough to destroy the machine in his hand.

"What do you want?"

"We have something to tend to, Sasuke-kun."

"Now? But that wasn't planned until next week."

"Change of plans."

With a press of a button from the snake-like being's phone, the call ended. Sasuke was enraged all the more! This wasn't planned! He wasn't ready for this yet. Sighing, there was nothing he could do. He made a deal with Orochimaru, and for the sake of Sakura, he couldn't break it.

"Sakura…We'll continue this later. I have something important to deal with."

Disappointed, Sakura followed Sasuke back to his ride. Of course she could have made him say something during the trip back, but it was best to leave him to his thoughts. She needed to think as well.

"I'll talk to you later, Sakura."

Sasuke told her as she got out of his car. The girl glanced back at him, waving goodbye as she headed into her house. Taking out her house key, she locked the door and found herself alone. Her mother must have gone out shopping or something. No matter, all the more time to herself.

/--\

Itachi raced over to Sakura's house, his black hues becoming engulfed with crimson red.

Anger

Frustration

Lust

That girl owed him something. She was placed on this earth for him and only him. She was his angel. His pink head angel. She was sent to this earth for him.

For him to taint

For him to destroy

It didn't matter if she did not want him. He was the devil and last time he checked, no one could defeat him. Surely not some little angel was going to be released from his grasp without being allowed from by her master.

Her owner

Her master

Her lord

Her god

It just took some force for her to get it through her pretty little head. It wouldn't be the first time he has done this and surely not the last. Yet, none of those girls could compare to Sakura. He, too, thought they were angels. But they lacked something Sakura did not.

Her determination

Her pride

Her eyes

Her hair

Her scent

So many things Itachi could say about her. Although there was one thing he could truly say about her; the fact that he turned her down…made him want her more. No girl has ever ended a relationship with him. She was the first. The first to ever end the relationship without him having to do it, and he didn't even have to force himself on her for her to end it!

It was glorious!

All the more reason for him to make her is. Once she realizes what she was up against, she'll obey in the ending.

He could just imagine seeing the emotion leave her eyes, the purity leave her soul, the beauty of it all. He'll soon make this real. Soon taint her lovely body. Then…he would never let her go.

The eldest Uchiha was approaching the female's house he desired. The time that he longed for has come.

/--\

"Why didn't you inform me earlier?"

Sasuke questioned the deadly Orochimaru as he sat in front of his desk. A smirk was revealed on his ghostly white face, his sharp canines gleam as if ready to sink into their prey. Onyx clashed with golden, but neither moved an inch.

"As I said, Sasuke-kun, it was a change of plans. That man has become bothersome to me and it is you're duty to erase him from existence."

Orochimaru instructed the Uchiha, sliding a picture across the desk and into Sasuke's view. He's gaze dropped, staring at the tattered picture placed in front of him.

On the picture was a man, at least in his mid-twenties. His hair was a short jet black, only barely reaching past his ears. His hazel eyes seemly stared back into Sasuke's own optics.

"He refused to mere companies with me and has a possibility of becoming even more popularly than me. Destroy him Sasuke…or at least threaten him. Remember…the more you kill…the easier it'll be to get to the same level as big brother."

Sasuke glared fiercely at Orochimaru, causing the older man to chuckle. He enjoyed seeing that furious glare Sasuke loved giving him. He knew that Sasuke wished to be at the same level as his brother. If he wished to protect that pink haired wench then that was his only choice.

"Fine."

Picking up the picture, Sasuke folded it into and placed it in his back pocket. Exiting the room, he heard Orochimaru's last words directed toward him.

"Kill him, or I'll kill her."

/--\

Itachi parked himself a little way down from Sakura's house. From the information he received, her mother would be busy, thanks to his 'friends'.

This is the perfect time to strike.

Taking a deep breath, Itachi slowly approached the door. It was getting close to noon and not many were out in this quiet and peaceful neighborhood.

Just wait my blossom

Wait for me

I'm coming

I'm coming

To taint you

You'll soon see for yourself

That you are meant for me

/--\

Sakura yawned to herself, slouching on her living room couch. She flickered through the tv stations, looking for something that'll catch her attention for a while. At least until it night, where all her good shows came on. Her emerald orbs flickered to the clock beside her, reading the time.

6:26

Groaning, she laid down on the creme couch. Why did time always go so slow when there was nothing to do? She couldn't understand it. When you're having fun, time wants to speed up but when you're not things go so slowly! This world was confusing to her, despite the years she've been on it.

A knock at the door made her rip her eyes away from the television set. Maybe it was her mother back from shopping? Good, she was in the mood for some snacks her mom might have brung back with her. Standing up, the young teen made her way to the door, stretching as she did so.

"Who is it?"

"It's me...Sasuke."

Sasuke? What was he doing around here? He could have at least called and told her that he was coing. She would have prepared herself better. Scooting over to the mirror, she looked at her reflection. Checking her teeth, hair, and her face for any flaws. None was found, as always.

She took a deep breath, placing a gentle smile on her features. Her and Sasuke alone...she always dreamed for that. She always longed to be alone with him. Not like anything would happen though. She doubt Sasuke was the kind of boy to make a move on her when she wasn't ready or didn't allow it. They weren't even dating yet. He still went with that whore, Karin.

"Come on in, S-"

Opening the door, it did not reveal her Sasuke. No, it revealed someone much worst. Her mouth went dry, throat tightened, eyes widen at the sight before her.

Itachi

What was he doing here!? What in the hell did this monster want with her!? Sakura quickly scrambled to slam the door in his disgusting face, but his foot prevented that from doing so. Her eyes darted down to his foot before reverting back to his face.

"What do you want?"

She quickly found her voice, glaring up at the eldest Uchiha. She didn't invite him here so he had no right for coming. He should be in his room, crying like the little bitch he is.

"I just...want to talk, Sakura-chan."

Pushing the door open with ease, Itachi walked into the house and slammed the door shut afterward. Sakura stumbled back, reaching for her house phone in order to call the police. There was no stopping Itachi unless she had help, she wasn't stupid. She knew that much.

Right when she grabbed a hold of the phone, Itachi grabbed her delicate wrist, squeezing painfully until she let go. Wincing, Sakura snatched her hand back and glared back at up him. She was not going to go down that easily! He would have to beat the hell out of her before she gave up!

Growling, Sakura lifted her right leg in order to kick him where the sun doesn't shine. Sadly enough, her kick was deflected by his free hand. A look of shock spread across her face as her muscles tensed in fear. Where in the hell was her mother when she needed her the most?

"Your Mine."

A/N—I enjoyed writing this chapter. Anyway, what will happen to Sakura!? Will she be able to fend off Itachi?! Will Sasuke save her!? Or is she destined to be Itachi's…forever? This chapter is a little small, but the next one shall be longer.