Chapter Sixteen
My breath stops and I back away slowly from the box. It's human- a dead human- so close. The body slumps forward, leaning towards me, and falls down, partially out of the box, her arm extending as if to grab me. I try to keep myself from screaming. I try to calm myself down, she's dead Sakura- what are you so worried about? I ask myself. Even though there was no blood or punctures- she is dead- I know it. Why is there a dead person in here? I try to ignore it, but I know that my fear is from the fact that she's human- it could have been me.
Quickly, I look to the door that Sasori had left out of- does he know about this? He wouldn't put me into a room like this- would he? Not on purpose anyways- right? Hot tears begin to run down my cheeks slowly, burning with fear and anxiety. I stumble as I begin to move and I get ready to go bang on the door to have him let me out- he doesn't know this was here- he couldn't have! I'm shuddering and I reach out. My hand freezes as it is about to hit the door and I remember- he had a key.
I step away from the door and closer to the body, shocked and frozen, as I remember this. That's why I thought the room was his- because he has a key. I think back- if he had a key, he had to have known about what was in this room. And if he knew what was in this room- why would he put me in it? What is this all about? I look back to the body, still terrified- but no longer of the body- now I am because of Sasori.
What would he do if he found out that I had opened the box? I don't want to find out. Silently and cringing, I lean over, my hands shake as I grab the fabric of her shirt. Her shirt seemed to be ground in with dirt and I try to ignore the disgusting feeling as I try to lift her up, into the box.
This was easier than I had thought it would be. Her body was so light- it was incredible- as if she were only skin and bones- I shudder at thinking this and quickly release her into the box, quietly slamming the door shut and fumbling with the small wooden lock. How am I supposed to fix this? I place the parts of the lock where they were and step back. It doesn't look so horrible, I tell myself, looking over my handiwork. Then I get annoyed- it's not like he's going to ignore a huge crack through a lock on a box that has a body in it Sakura!! I tell myself angrily. I stare at the lock silently- as if expecting it to fix itself- but nothing happens.
What can I do? I don't know any jutsu that could help! I back away from the box and slowly walk over to the other side of the room, sitting as I do so. I try to get my eyes off of the lock- but can't. Will he notice?
I try to calm my nerves and I think things through. Sasori notices things others don't, he could tell each and every time my emotion changed, he knew when I was upset and he knew my weakness. If he can notice all of that, of course he will notice a large crack in a lock, he will the moment he walks in. Slowly standing back up, I edge back over to the box- trying not to let my feet make any sound. I reach the box and stop, staring at it- now what? I place my hand on the lock and try to think of anything possible to help. If he sees that I've seen into the box- I might be the next one in it!
I put my hands up, maybe if I use a healing jutsu, I think to myself. This jutsu is supposed to only work on living things but- maybe I can some how get it to work. "Fikusu no jutsu," I whisper, trying to focus all of my chakra on the lock. The lock shakes, and I try to steady my chakra flow. Slowly, the lock begins to mend itself. As it finishes, I look closely and realize the crack is still visible.
The time I spent mending it was wasted, I realize as I hear a crash outside the door, I back away to the wall across from the door. Who's there?