Chapter Twelve
The air is hot with tension. The two ninja face each other, their eyes barring into the others. Looking at Itachi, my heart races a bit- he's here for me. His eyes, harsh and cold, were like daggers at Sasori. Sasori steps between me and Itachi, blocking both of their faces from my view. I lean against the wall behind me, what's going to happen?
"I claimed her," Sasori says, his voice was dripping with anger and hate for Itachi. Claimed me? I look to his back, what does he mean by saying he claimed me? I try to see Itachi, but Sasori steps back some and blocks my view even more. Sasori continues speaking, "You were assigned to a retrieval mission, nothing more. She is no business of yours anymore." Retrieval mission?
Quietly, I lean past Sasori's cloak. Itachi looks down to me, his sharingan glaring in his usually dark eyes. For a moment, the sharingan glints as if it were about to go away, then returns to how it was. Sasori turns to me, the anger for Itachi and for this situation was apparent in his face. "Sakura, you are mine," Sasori says, confusing me even more than I was before. Itachi steps forward quickly.
"I won't let you do this to her," Itachi says, beginning to walk past Sasori towards me. His face is no longer emotionless, as I have become accustomed to it being; instead anger and pain trace his features. He won't let Sasori do what to me? Take me away? Confusion was stuck in my mind and all that the tension in the air seemed to accomplish was to make my confusion worse. I look helplessly to Itachi- what am I supposed to do? Itachi stares back for a moment before Sasori steps between us again.
"You have no say in this, I was granted permission," Sasori says smugly, keeping his place. He was granted permission to what? I was one of the smartest ninja in my class, but at the moment, I would trade all of that just to know what was going on. Why were they talking about who claimed me? Why would they claim me? What was the permission for- to claim me maybe? My mind puzzles over these questions, turning them over and over again in my head.
"Sasori, I will not let you do this to her," Itachi repeats, I hear foot steps and see him begin to walk around Sasori again. Sasori keeps his ground, not moving an inch. Itachis eyes glint, then he moves out of my sight. What is he doing? Silence is in the dense air. "Activate!" I hear, and Sasori quickly moves away from Itachi. Wondering why, I look up to Itachi. His eyes were still red from sharingan and his gaze was on Sasori.
Suddenly the world around me seems darkened, where am I? I try to run, but can't. Itachi appears and I try to get up and go to him, but can't move, or do anything. He looks down to me, in a way sadly, his face makes it seem like he doesn't want me to be here. I try to call out to him, but can't. slowly he walks away, his face turned to the ground. I watch him walk away- where are we? I turn around, hearing more footsteps and see another shadow emerge. Sasuke emerges, and I am again confused.
Smiling, Sasuke walks over to me slowly, his hands in his pockets. I watch him surprised, what is he doing here. Slowly, he comes over and leans over next to me, his face right beside mine. Surprised, my heart rushes, what is he doing? His breath was right on my ear and it stops for a moment. "Sakura, you are nothing to me," my heart aches as I listen to him say this. I can't speak, and I can't do anything. I feel tears try to escape, but even they can't. Sasuke stands up smirking happily, and in a moment disappears.
My breath feels like it is knocked out of me and I try not suffocate. Why am I here? The sky above me seems dark and harsh. Sasuke, does he mean it? I try not to accept it, but he said it himself. As I begin to come to grips with myself, his footsteps sound before me again. The same dark smile, the same walk, and again he leans beside me. "Sakura, you are nothing to me," he repeats, and this time it hurts more, like it's being grounded into my heart. I try not to believe it.
He stands up again, but this time doesn't leave, this time he stays there, smiling, his eyes narrowed. Slowly, out of nowhere, he pulls out a kunai. He lifts it up and I cringe, so he's going to kill me? I watch as he raises the small weapon. I try to close my eyes, but can't. Quickly and harshly, Sasuke stabs the kunai into his chest, into his heart. I gasp and try to help his, what is he doing? But I can't help him and I feel useless as I watch him bleed out on the ground, unable to turn my head to look away, or close my eyes.
Slowly the life drains out of him and his eyes freeze on me, awful, dark, empty eyes. I again feel tears wanting to come, but they can't and I know that he's dead. My heart beat quickly with rage and sorrow, why are we here? How did this happen? Slowly, he fades away again and is soon gone. A tiny amount of relief overcomes me and I try not to look at the blood stains the remained. Those awful deep crimson stains in the dirt. Footsteps again sound on the ground and I watch as he again emerges. My eyes search his body, not even a drop of blood stained his clothing, and there was not even a scratch were I watched the kunai land. What is going on here?
Sasuke again approaches and my eyes widen painfully, he was dead, I watched him die. Sasuke leans next to me and is again in my ear, but this time, his message was different. "This is because of you," he says, and my heart stops as I watch him retrieve the kunai out of what seemed like thin air. He raises his arm again and I try to avert my eyes away, but am unable, and I watch as he again plunges the kunai into his chest. He said that it was my fault. I killed Sasuke, I think as I watch him fall to the ground, his icy eyes bearing into mine.