Well Ive updated...FORGIVE ME!! Im sorry that I havent updataed in a while...I kno I ve kept you waiting a long time and I apologize. A lot of things have happened since the last time I wrote. I found myself at a stump and had to put my whole attention on school for a while...Senior year is almost here and man my GPA isnt the best. Top it off my comp broke, and well I have to write on the school comps for now. Man it sucks, but that is still no excused. So Im sorry and I promise to keep more up to date with my stories from now on...If I dont...then feel free to beat me with a stick.
A Promise Never Broken is a Lie Never Told
Part 2
It was a soft stare. His eyes were calm today. Cool, calm red blurs lazily looking down to his young new toy. She seemed so fragile; Looking up to him with gentle clear crisp jade eyes. Her skin was pale as usual and her pink hair was ruffled slightly. She seemed so pure as she looked to him. Even when her face was masked with annoyance and confusion. He walked toward her...He was just drawn to her. Her aura, her grace and sad expression sucked him in. He lent out his hand and brushed the side of her face. His finger followed her profile carefully grazing over her cheek to discover a scratch. He stopped...smoothly gliding his thumb across the small slit. He sighed. She grabbed his hand and smiled hopelessly. She nodded and pulled away for a moment to admire the small pond outside her back door. She could see his reflection in the rippled water. His eyes drenched in some uncertain confidence. His raven hair falling like shades before his face while his lips stood in a small frown. His whole being reminded her of Sasuke so much it hurt. She closed her eyes sighing in a frustrated manner. She could feel the heat in her throat begin to for a ball. Her eyes now near tears but she swallowed them. Her fist clenched while she trembled slightly. Before she had a chance to break Her master stepped forward and grasped her shoulder.
"You can't control it yet can you?" He asked coldly. She gave no response Her back turned while her head was slumped down looking blindly to him through the clear water of the spring. Her mind was elsewhere, slowly masking his features into that of Sasukes. Koi fish slithered by interrupting her vision but not for long before the disturbance in the water current forced her mind to envision Naruto in some orange blur. Face plastered with that same smile while his hazed blue eyes looked back at her joyfully standing next to the Sasuke in the ripples. Her face was the only one that was blurry and fuzzed in the shadowed parts of the water. This was the only thing that got her through the reality...Fantasy. was this the only way that they could be reunited? In some sad excuse of a dream in the ripples of a pitiful pond while using her new masters face as the pin points for Sasukes features? She felt like a fool. Clinging to such a pathetic method to help ease the pain. Without warning she struck the surface of the water, scaring the koi fish way to the other end and shooting drops of water onto the wood floor. Before she had a chance to strike the stream again her master clung to her arm bringing his toy back to the present. She froze for a moment before he turned her gently to face him. "Sakura." he said sternly forcing her eyes to meet his. In an instant his deep red pools were tainted with a black odd shape forming neatly around his pupil. The Sharingan in full power.
It burned her eyes for a moment and in one blink she found herself trapped in the training zone she was all to familiar with for the past few months. The sky was red with blood, and the air was a cold chill of death. She stood on water carefully emitting chakra to stay above the surface. Crosses with mutilated bodies were scattered across the vast black watered ocean, each holding faces with twisted pain as their heads were slumped allowing the fluids that were held in to spill out into the black tar like waters.
"You still can't control it can you?" Itachi's voice rang coldly in the atmosphere
"What? day dreaming?" she asked annoyed. "Is that why you pulled me in here?" Her stance firm as if waiting for an attack. He laughed. His voice ringing softly yet loudly in her ears. She sighed.
"As much as I'd like that to be under check Im no miracle worker." He said playfully. Sakura found herself ease up some.
"I guess not..." She said softly. Without another word said the water beneath her feet began to rise. She jumped back and watched as the thick tar took the form of her master Itachi. He smiled smugly as he let out his hand and held her chin lightly leaning in to feel her soft and calm breath as the pools of light green slowly faded. Sakura felt another heart breaking pain surge through her chest. Hopeless despair poured from her wounded heart. She could imagine the black tar of her saddened blood drip carelessly from the scars she had endured and run lazily into her veins and slowly creep to her eyes. Like a tear drop falling inward the small black ink spill in the center of her eye spread across the bright green. Within a few moments her eyes were covered with the unbearable pain and entirely black with hate. She felt her head tilt back some and she found herself looking to Itachi blushing. Itachi smiled at her innocent response to his gestures. Despite what she had been through, she was still 'Pure' in some ways. He found it hard to pull away from her, but non the less he sharply tossed the frail body away and activated the Sharingan once more.
Sakura knew she couldn't expect anything from his behavior. He was only toying with her...Testing her vulnerability. Searching for some sort of weakness to pick at. She knew she couldn't even expect from herself to fall for it. But still, at times she found it hard to resist him, she found it harder to pull from him and more and more she found herself wanting something more...allowing thoughts and questions to raise in her mind. But now was not the time to think of that he was on the attack and for now she needed to focus on her skill.
The water rose. Hands reached out and aimed for her legs. She jumped back. Itachi smiled. She was fast. Vine like marks then began to pour from Sakura's eyes. Every sleek mark inking its way down toward her arms. Sakura smiled in a smug manner. She clenched her fist and felt her bone crack from the pressure. She could feel her chakra pouring from her. A large surging pulse began to tease her veins. Her chakra points slowly but steadily filling the strands of flow to her finger tips. The tar like ocean began to bubble again and within seconds the dark murky water rose again and stretched out to grab the young girls body..However Sakura was fast and not willing to be dragged into the depths. But she found that merely landing in another part of the living tar was pointless. In a flash, more attacked. Sakura moved from side to side, flexing her body back and sideways to avoid being touched. She back flipped changing tactics as she reached in her belt and released shuriken to the shadowy figures.
But that proved ineffective as the metal stars just stuck to the muddy guck. She wasn't surprised. Itachi's form smiled and crossed his arms in a dominate fashion. With a small laugh the arms flew at her again, but this time Sakura was prepared. She knew his game. Without any delay or any effort to charge at the shadowy arms she focused her chakra to her feet and quickly turned from the oncoming attackers and ran. Itachi raised a brow. It looked as if she was running blindly but to his surprise she was smarter than she seemed. Sakura continued forward and in a blink of an eye she made a hard turn and ran strait up one of the crosses.
The arms however followed her movements and the blob like liquid swarmed the wooden stake. Sakura could feel the chakra flow in the dark ciphers. She continued running upward pressing her foot into the remains of a battered body hanging lifelessly on the stake, she used the extra force to jump high in the air turning to toss a kunai to her masters feet. He looked down to see the handle lit with a paper bomb. He smiled. How weak. Who did she think he was? But she winked in the distance and landed swiftly onto another stake. Itachi kicked the kunai aside but to his amazement it exploded with a smoke screen. He coughed and suddenly felt himself sinking. He looked down to see sand all over the plane. As the smoke cleared he felt a break in the wind. Sakura charged him. He took hold of her arm and swung her across stabbing the kunai in her back. But all that leaked from the wound was sand. He found that Sakura had used a substitution. Replacing herself with sand. He released turning to find Sakura close face to face with him. Arm pulled back as her dark eyes glowed with some deep passion. In some crease of the time stream, Itachi watched as slowly Sakura's arm pulled forward. He remained calm. Without much effort he pulled his hand upward and in one second caught the meant to be punch. He could feel the pulse in her arm and since the chakra point blow wasn't carried out the pressure from the build up backlashed and sent the two apart . Her strength was unrivaled...
She pulled back but that was a mistake. Itachi wasted no opportunity. Once released he quickly pulled his hands together and in an instant created a series of hand signs. Sakura stopped herself and rushed forward, but it was to late. Itachi quickly jumped upward and once the final sign was made a large gust of wind swirled around him.
The sand lifted beneath her feet. It swirled heavily around her and somewhere in the sky dissipated, reviving the muck that had previously troubled her. Sakura closed her eyes opening them again to find herself plastered onto a stake glued with the tar. Itachi had won. Itachi came forward and cupped her chin again.
"You can't control it can you? That chakra technique of yours?" He asked sharply.
Sakura smiled. "Oh...that..." she muttered uneasily. Suddenly it all flooded back to her. She had lost control the last time she had tried this new jutsu of hers. She had developed it herself. She used the training she had received from Tsunade to develop it...It was simple, but required focus and absolute control. The move was in fact ninjustsu...one of the most effective she knew. She sighed. The answer was no, but she dare not say it. Itachi however just smiled in a smug like manner. Sakura felt a twinge in her stomach...Itachi removed his hand. He stepped back and watched as the tar then crept up her body.
"Your losing focus. The fact that you lost control of such a low sum of chakra over something so superficial shows that my methods of training are proving ineffective...And if that is the case, maybe the only way to make you understand is by forcing your soul into it more." He said coldly.
Sakura screamed "Ewww!!! This is sooo gross!" she excalimed unhappily. Itachi unwillingly had to laugh. Sakura squirmed, trying the best she could to place her hands together in a hand sign but the muck was too thick. She did however find that she had enough strength to reach for a kunai on her thigh...No doubt knowing herself it was sealed with a paper bomb. Or at least she was hoping. She found it harder to sift through the muck but before long she was able to reach her thigh. She took hold of what felt like a handle and pulled as hard as she could to release it. But before she was able to pry the blade free she felt her body being pulled back, as if being sucked farther into the world.
"Itachi-san!!" A voice called from the abyss, but all she could focus on was the pain. It was as if her soul was being sucked out.
Itachi shot his gaze away from Sakura's allowing her body to fall backward into the small pond that was just over the porch. His head was throbbing. He rubbed his forehead and looked to the wooden pattern on the floor. He closed his eyes. He had overused them. What was only a few short minutes in the real world, seemed like a hours in the Sharingan realm. He was impressed she had fought that long. Itachi lifted his head and looked to the door to see an odd looking man stare down to him with a smug and childish smile. He was a bit tall with long strait blond hair that was held up in a ponytail and bangs brushed to the side. His eyes were a dark , muggy blue while his skin was a bit pale and faded looking. Over all he looked like a woman, especially when his eyes looked as if they were weighed with heavy eyeliner. He was always teased for it too. Itachi sat up, running his fingers through his hair.
"Deidara?" Itachi asked confused.
Deidara smiled sweetly and held up his hand in greeting. "Yo." he said simply closing the door behind him. He looked around, laughing slightly. The room was rather big, decorate with a large bed laid over with a pink bed spread and a fox plushie with a cracked Konoha headband tied around its body. Near the bed was a desk with scattered paper and medical books and some womens clothing hung over the chair. Toward the other end of the room was a closet and a mannequin dressed with a akatsuki coat. The small curtains on the window were white while daffodils sat peacefully by the window. Insense was lit making the room linger in a sweet vanilla scent. Daidara glanced to Itachi raising a brow to it all. He grunted trying to hold back some laughter.
"What the hell is so amusing Daidara?" Itachi asked sitting strait rubbing his eyes.
Daidara scratched his head. "They say you can tell a lot about a person just by seeing their room..." he said breaking off feeling Itachi twitch
"Is that so..." Itachi said dangerously as he looked up with a unpleasant face. Deidara laughed some. He walked in deeper to the room , not requiring any invitation. He sighed, patted Itachi on the back and nodded his head shrugging a bit.
"Hehehe, Im sorry to see your not shy." Deidara said amused
"This isn't his room you cocky pest." a voice called from the doorway. Deidara looked up to see Kisame leaning heavily on the doorway. Deidara smiled and scratched his head playfully.
"Kisame-kun.! Long time no see!!" He said happily easing his way form Itachi who had an urge to swing blindly at him.
Kisame nodded hopelessly before looking to Itachi. "Again? You know over using your eyes like that and you'll be blind in no time." Kisame looked around holding a displeased face. "Where is that useless brat when you need her..." He huffed helping Itachi from the floor to the bed.
"Who?" Deidara asked lazily as he watched Itachi continue to tease his blood shot eyes.
"Itachi's new play toy...Stupid girl is never around when you need her."
"Girl?...Well that surly comes as a shock. Wouldn't have taken Itachi to be the mastering type."
Kisame shrugged, "Well she isn't just some ordinary girl...I think you might know her."
"Really?" Deidara said raising a brow.
"Kisame..." A soft voice called from the open back doorway. Sakura was standing halfway into the room dripping wet, running her fingers through her hair, as to wring out the water. Deidara felt himself tense up, but non the less a smile was etched across his face. He knew that face. How could he forget? She had a very unique look that made her stand out in any place, but to Deidara it was much more than just an unforgettable face. Kisame blushed slightly as he watched as Sakura removed her belt and wet sash and tossed to the corner, revealing her skin tight shorts, then tying her hair back with a snap. "...Who the hell are you calling Useless you over grown sardine!?"she snapped to Kisame placing her hands on her hips. Deidara burst with laughter. Sakura made her way past Kisame and the giggling Deidara to Itachi who by now was ready to kill everyone in the room. Without warning Sakura roughly shoved Itachi to lay down and hurriedly swung herself over him and pinned his arms down with her knees.. Itachi had his eyes closed and made no effort to fight back. Sakura leaned in to his face and forced his eyelids open to see the damage. Itachi winced, but still made no attempt to fight her off. He was nearly blind. Blurs of pink and a soft peach color was all he could manage. His eyes were glazed over with a thin shallow layer of grey, as small hazed black droplets faded lightly in the background.
"How bad is it?" Kisame asked carefully.
Sakura was hesitant to answer, "...Hmm..Pretty bad..." she said lifting his left eye to see the same result. "He's nearly blind...That "rude awakening" really did a number on his vision."
"I see..." Kisame said eyeing Deidara.
"What?" Deidara asked defensively, "Are you suggesting this is my fault?"
"As a matter of fact I–"
"Kisame!" Sakura snapped, "now isn't the time, I need a towel, some warm water , and .those drops from the cabinet, stat!"
Kisame shot a bitter look to Deidara before leaving the room. Deidara followed in an instant and breathed down Kisame's neck. "Who would have thought it? That girl, isn't she that one who fought Sasori?" He asked excitedly.
"Yes." Kisame answered flatly
"And isn't she a friend to your target?" He asked bluntly
"Yes...She is. But that isn't what makes her "unordinary"" Kisame said, grabbing the said so drops from the medicine cabinet.
"Oh?"
"Shes more useful when is comes to this." Kisame said taking a small bucket and filling it with warm water.
"Oh...So its not that he took her in...He needed her." Deidara said smiling ever still. Kisame made no arguments to that. He did need her...more than she knew. And way more that Itachi intended for her to find out. Deidara watched as Kisame lifted the things that young girl had asked for and snickered at the sight of the dog she had made of Kisame.
Once back down the hall, Kisame handed Sakura that water and drops. She nodded and smiled, sighing at the same time, "Are you ready?" she asked him. Kisame nodded back and walked around the bed and clasped his hands around Itachi's ankles. Despite the simple looking procedure, the pain was immense. Still Itachi made no effort to fight. Deidara was now intrigued as to what she was doing and watched closely. She removed her gloves, and neatly slipped her hands into the warm bucket of water and rinsed them. She sighed and relaxed her body onto Itachi's. She then grabbed the small vile of eye drops and landed two in each eye. Itachi shifted slightly at the sting, but made no noise or struggle. Sakura took in a deep breath and brought her hands together in a hand sign. Slowly the pale blue glow of chakra embraced her fingertips. After a few moments she looked down to Itachi and gently lifted his eyelids. With one hand she pryed them open and with the other, formed a needle like chakra blade extending over her fingertips. Again, without warning, Sakura quickly jammed the needle into Itachi's eye. Deidara lost his smile as he watched Itachi's body lash upward, trying to escape while screaming in agonizing pain.
"Hold him still!!!" Sakura cried as she tried to hold his body flat. Deidara stood nearly horrified at the site. He had never seen Itachi this way...never. Kisame managed to hold him down some, but Itachi was strong. Sakura barely managed to hang on. She bounced and rode off as if she were on a horse going mad, but somehow managed to maintain a steady chakra flow. Deidara could only stare.
"Hey stupid!!! Make yourself useful!" Kisame roared to Deidara. He only winced.
"Hold his head still!" Sakura ordered to him. Without thinking, he obeyed. He took a hold of him. "Thanks!" Sakura yelled in approval, soon Itachi was under control...to an extent. He still managed to kick Kisame, but nothing where Kisame couldn't continue. Deidara still made note of Sakura's actions. Once Itachi was unable to move his head, he could see that the chakra needle pierced strait through his pupil, and from what he could make out, the thin layer of grey was burning away slowly. It was as if someone had poured acid into his eye...The needle then began to melt, and the chakra poured in his eye once the thin layer had dissipated. A closer look revealed that the chakra was building up his eye lense. Sakura then reached into her vest in a small pocket. Another vile, but this one contained a thick gooey clear substance. She poured one drop into his eyes. She quickly let the right eye be, then jumped strait away to the next one, repeating the method once more. He screamed the same.
About and hour or so later, Sakura walked out of her room and let Itachi be. Kisame and Deidara, whom had left the room once the "Hard part" was over, met her in the living room, both with hungry eyes. Kisame was the first to speak. "How is he?" He asked sternly.
"He'll be fine. He says he'll be out soon." Sakura said plopping herself onto the sofa resting her head on Kisame's lap. "His vision isn't completely restored though...I could only get his sharingan to work at about 60" she breathed. "...that still 40 percent missing and that means more limits as to using it."
Kisame nodded rubbing his temples. "Still...you made progress from the last time we did this."
"Yeah, but still..." she whined "...If only Tsunade had a more efficient method...one with guarantee."
"Wait!" Deidara said shocked "...Your Lady Tsunade's student?" he asked excited
Sakura looked up "Yeah? Who are you?" she asked innocently.
Deidara laughed. "Well I am..."
"Doesn't matter..." Itachi said as he walked out from Sakura's room. "What do you want...Deidara." he asked coldly.
Deidara smiled, "Now Itachi, no need for hostility, I was passing by and thought I'd drop in."
"Thats bull." Kisame busted out with a smile. "You wouldn't waste our time like that. Unless you had a death wish." he said jokingly.
"Hmm...yes I suppose."
"Revenge then? For Sasori..." Itachi blurted out. Sakura tensed up. She slid her hand over the wound where she had been stabbed by Sasori's blade. The so called gift he had given her...The one she tossed aside...Why did she feel bad all of a sudden? The image of Sasori suddenly swarmed her thoughts following the healed wound. The scar was rough, and stung a bit from memory. Kisame then gave a huff and put his hand on her head, as if a master to a pet, to try and relax her again.
"Sasori? Heh, no...Im not that shallow, if he wants revenge he can very well get up and get it for himself." Deidara snapped.
"He's alive?" Sakura asked blankly.
"Yes." Itachi answered sitting near her feet.
"If you say so...He hasn't breathed a word since you had your way with him." Deidara spat bitterly. Sakura made no comment. "But I digress...As for my coming, yes I have a reason, and its quite urgent." Deidara said dryly. Itachi glared at him. "I was asked to come here...You two are hard to get a hold of these days." he began.
"Its not your place to contact us." Itachi shot.
"It is when its an order." Deidara shot back. "The Leader wants us all to return to base for the time being." he stated bluntly. Things suddenly became quiet. "It seems he's got a problem with...you-know-who." Deidara said carefully.
"I see..." Itachi said in a bit lighter tone. "When?"
"The meeting is set to be in a few days...at the latest we'll need to leave in the morning." Deidara spoke more seriously.
"What do you mean we?" Kisame asked.
"Well, since you two are probably the last to know, Im offering you a ride...unless your still afraid of heights Kisame?" Kisame stood quiet and looked to Itachi, who looked to the nearly asleep Sakura. She looked up lazily, and yawned some.
"I don't mind staying here alone if that's what your worried about." she stated boldly.
Itachi's eyes narrowed. "Non-sense. If we're leaving then we'll have to destroy this place." Itachi said looking to Deidara. "Take her by your means, Kisame and I will travel by water. I'm sure I can trust you not to harm her in any way?" Itachi asked, speaking of Sakura as if she were some sort of luggage.
"No problem...I'll just have to run it by the Leader that we will be having a guest." He said sighing.
"Alright...We'll convene after dark." Itachi said formally. "Sakura, gather only what you need." he said sighing.
Sakura grunted lazily. She looked to Itachi but she didn't argue and lifted herself from Kisame's lap. "Hold on." Spoke up. "Are you sure we can take her with us?" Silence flowed over the room at the question asked. "Think about it…" Kisame began again slowly. "How do we know she wont just go and stab in the back? What if she's a spy and shes sending back information to that pesky leaf village? You never know that the brat might just be a two timing worm." He said with a small sneer.
But before anyone could retort to Kisames bold accusations, Sakura spun around, landing a back hand slap across Kisames pale cheek. His head turned sideways and he felt the target point swelled some, turning red and he could see that Sakura glared down with ice like green eyes. Her features slumped into a frown and her fist shaking a bit. "You really are stupid, you know that you over grown codfish!" she yelled through grit teeth. "Do you honestly mean to say I'm a traitor? A back stabber? A spy!!?" she bellowed into Kisame's face. "Listen here Fish boy, If I was a spy or anything you make me out to be, the leaf wouldn't wait!" she said flatly. "They would have already wasted you knowing that Itachi's in a bad state. Besides…." She said breaking her sentence.
Itachi did nothing to try and break the bout. Neither did Deidara. Of course they knew that these questions would come up in the meeting with the leader sooner or later.
"Besides…" she repeated smiling some sad smile. "…Were comrades right?" she said shyly. Kisame looked up raising a brow. "I took a vow. I gave myself to Itachi sama. That includes my loyalty to him and whatever he asks of me. And more so…as a medical ninja, I vowed to protect my comrades in the heat of battle and hardship. No matter what. So betraying you, or your plans is against my nindo. I wouldn't dare stoop so low Kisame." She said with a sense of disgust in her last sentence. She turned away and walked back down the hall.
Kisame sighed. "She's scary." He mumbled rubbing his cheek.
"That girl is defiantly…Something." Deidara said looking to where she had once stood with hungry eyes.
Some days later, they were ready to depart. Sakura was allowed to go along with out a problem. She was unsure of what was said to their "Leader", but from what Deidara had told her, he was very much looking forwad to her arrival more so than that of Itachi or Kisame.
"A mission?" she repeated as she loaded the last of the files onto the large clay phoenix carefully crafted by Deidara.
"Yes." He said calmly as he lazed about on the bird's long and elegant neck.
Sakura eyed him carefully as she looked around to see Itachi and Kisame preparing for their departure as well. "What kind of mission?" she asked cautiously.
"Hmm, Im not sure…But it is for your ears only at this point, so you'll have to alk to him about it."
"The Leader?" she asked puzzled,
"Yes, Yes, but keep quiet. I had strict orders to tell you and you alone. No one else is to know, not even your master, got it?" he said reaching down to help her up. She did not answer and reached up. "Good." He said with a large smile.
Sakura sighed, when she felt and odd wet sensation swirl on her palm. She shivered and let go falling back onto the floor. "Ewww!! What the hell was that?!" she cried hearing Kisame who had witness her fall laugh.
Deidara smiled nervously lifting his palms to show her the small mouths. She twitched with discomfort. "Sorry…Couldn't help myself." He winked before disappearing over the top of the bird. She merely stared. "I was only kidding Itachi!" he called before a large crate flew over head and a thud was heard over the other side of the bird. Sakura nodded. What had she gotten herself into?
Part 2