Chapter Two
Swinging- I'm in the air, but what am I doing there? Sleepily and sore, I look around; only to see the ground racing by five feet below my face. I shake my head in pain from my neck and remember what happened.
I am captured by the Akatsuki, I was being carried by a blue man named Kisame, and I was merely ten yards from Itachi, Itachi Uchiha. I slam my eyelids closed. 'Wake up- oh god Sakura, wake up', I think to myself, 'it has to be a dream! No- not a dream, just a bad nightmare, yes! That's it! I probably just had bad fish last night! When I open my eyes, everything will be back to normal! It has to be!!' Slowly I peak one eyelid open- no, I was actually awake.
Twisting my body, I try to look around. Where are we? How long have I been with them? Where are they taking me- when we get there are they going to kill me?! I can feel my previously drained energy slowly creeping back into my body, my strength. I have to escape. I have to do an escape jut- my arms! I can't feel my arms! I try to turn, wanting to see what happened.
"Stop squirming," Kisame says, tightening his grip around my waist. "Itachi, she's awake now, should I fix that?" Kisame smirks, shifting his weight with each step.
Itachi looks back to us, "No Kisame. She would be no good to us if you killed her now. If your arm is tired, I will carry her," he states. I tense up- so they weren't going to kill me now, but when? The two ninja slow down to a halt.
"Fine, my arm was falling asleep anyways," Kisame releases me from his arm and I cry out in alarm as I tumble to the ground, landing on my back. My breath escapes me and I find myself feeling numb. Trying to sit up, I remember that my arms are still immobile. I wince. Should I look down? What if my arms aren't there? Slowly I move my gaze downward.
They were still there, but they were wrapped up in some odd white fabric. Come to think of it, the fabric is very similar to the fabric that was on that huge thing that Kisame rammed into my stomach.
I winced as he reached towards my face; however, he only did it to retrieve my head band. "Kisame, keep this, we can have good use of it if they doubt that we have her," he stated, tightening the fabric that had already cut off circulation to my now red hands. Slinging me over his right shoulder, Itachi started off, causing my stomach to lurch again. Kisame was ahead this time, only by a couple yards though.
Now, with a better view of my surroundings, I look to the sky. The sun was rising, but you should hardly tell, because the clouds were blocking it. Not letting the sunshine escape. Oh god- I haven't done a single thing good for Konoha in this entire situation. Why did I have to mess up so bad? All I have accomplished so far is I gave the Akatsuki a way to capture Naruto. How am I going to get out of this? My arms are tied up, so I can't do genjutsu or ninjutsu, and let's face it, my taijutsu will never be any good.
Hours passed and the day wore on slowly. Nothing changed, not even Itachi grip which was harsh and painful even when I kicked him in the chest. He never even moved his hand.
Just as the sun began to set on my first full day of captivity, Itachi slowed down and stopped running. Kisame, who had noticed this, turned and started back in our direction.
"Kisame, go ahead of me. Make sure that the area Sasori and Deidara chose is secure enough to keep her. Tell them we have her, and I will be arriving soon." Kisame nods and in an instant is off again.
Itachi walked over to me, and retrieved a bottle from his cloak, undoing the cap, he shoves the bottle to my face. "Drink this."
Twisting my neck, I keep my lips away from it, not wanting to take poison. "What is it?" I ask.
"Water, now drink," Itachi replies, pressing it into my mouth before I could try to refuse or argue any further. I tried not to swallow any, but I had forgotten how thirst I actually was and soon the entire bottle was almost empty. Itachi took the bottle and it disappeared back under his cloak.
Silence overcame the area and Itachi remained standing next to a tree about four feet away. My mind had so many questions, my voice took to one by accident. "What if Naruto doesn't come- what if they refuse? What would happen to me?" I end up screaming the last part at the dark ninja.
"Our plan, is none of your business, now be quiet," Itachi commanded, closing the top three hooks of his cloak so that it hid his face. I look away angry, none of my business? This was my life we're talking about here! My stomach growls of hunger and I realize I haven't eaten for almost twenty-four hours. Itachi looks to me and his hands move under his cloak.
"Eat," he says, shoving something into my mouth. Surprised, I spit it out. "You aren't getting anything else, or any more," Itachi states, turning back towards where he was facing. Looking down, I see that he had given me a small rice ball. Now soiled with dirt, it wasn't as appetizing as it would have been if I hadn't spit it out.
Looking at it, I wasn't sure. It was covered in dirt, and besides that, with no use of my hands, I'd have to lean over and eat it like an animal. Then again, I'm not sure when the next time I'll get food will come.
Leaning over, I get ready to try to ignore how disgusting it will taste. Then I notice what it landed on. Crawling up from their home in the ground, ants were feasting on my rice ball. Not sure if I was relieved or upset that they were on it, I sit up and try to imagine the feeling of being full so that my stomach would settle.
Itachi turns around, not even glancing at the rice ball, picks me up and sets me back on his shoulder. Soon we're off again, this time my stomach didn't lurch, it had nothing in it to do so.