Ok well my chapter two wasn't that big really but hey, this one I don't really know if it's going to be big or small but I sure know its juice!

Well this one's mainly heading for one/two age groups but a lot happens in one of them. So, bare with me because I'm trying to bring you all up their childhoods and histories together! So you can understand why they're like how they are when their older!

Ha-ha, well only one person of the public has gotten hints of what's going on, but she's helping sort of. As well as it's just fun to get the reactions (':

( 11 – 12 year old. )

It was dark when Kakashi-sensei had Naruto running out doing laps; push up's and sits up. This is stupid! Should I be doing this in daytime! Believe it!

So there was the son of the great commander of the Konoha army running around at god knows what time at night because he was apparently slacking off his training to spend time with Hinata, who he still owed for leaving under being questioned under his sensei's one eyed stare out. Bless she had been most likely molested and stripped by that... one eye!

He ran laughing lightly at the thoughts. After a while his feet begun to hurt, well all his legs begun to hurt so he thought it wouldn't be that bad to walk right? He just strolled around the area seeing a whole different world when it came to night time. But it was really getting too late so he started heading back to the area of which Kakashi-sensei would be waiting with his ... "book" Porn book if you asking me!

Pant...

Pant...

Pant...

He froze, blinking around looking for the thing that made the noise. He crept to a wall of the DIY room, which Sasuke, himself and Sakura had been working on, it was in the woods. All of them made it for if it was needed, say if they needed to hide or get away from everyone; the world.

He slowly leaned on the wall, ear to wood, his eyes wide from what he could hear coming from the other side. Sakura... Sasuke... What are you doing?

On the other side of the wall was Sakura and Sasuke... Rather busy.

Sasuke's hands wondered having undone some of Sakura's blows one of his hands fiddled with her chest the other holding onto her hip. He was grinding against her slowly seeing as he was rather aroused and it was all being taken out on Sakura. She sure wasn't acting like she didn't mind. Seeing as one of her hands ran through his hair running down his neck and stopping on his chest. The other had hold of his clothing, seeing as she was the reason his chest was shown bare also.

Sasuke's tongue trailed up Sakura chest area coming up her neck leaving her panting and breathless. She was sure being turned on in return for his affection.

"Sa- su- ke... – kun" Sakura panted his name, his name becoming more higher up as sasuke pinched through her clothing at her nipple. Her whole body shivered, both showing some form of love towards each other, oblivious to who was listening in.

Naruto's eyes had stayed un-blinked for a while hearing everything that was going on with them. His hand was gripping his top, the other covering his mouth slightly just incise he was about to talk, not even bothered that his cheeks were pink. Just the thoughts that he heard...

"More..." The moan was so innocent, it dripping with sweetness.

He stepped back. Damn Sasuke-teme!

"Who's there?" Sasuke's voice said husky, you could hear him shushing Sakura incise of anything. Naruto's gut said run. So he did, he ran faster than ever I'm not fucking being caught in that!

Luckily the next day Hinata told him everything and that Sasuke Never took Sakura's innocence just because of someone having being there. Thank... Fuck.

Acting like normal was hard but they both got the hang of it. Yes, Hinata had to act. And she did it well this time!

( 12 – 13 years old.)

Churches say there is a witch among us!

What was hell like? Well this time it was. You thought war was hell? Sure it was... But now this was hell for Woman. Any woman named to be a witch. Was tortured and killed.

Sakura sat by watching girl and girl being hurt and killed. She was becoming sick of it... She wanted to do something but she couldn't do anything...

She was just the public's cherry blossom. Sigh...

She was walking quietly around the woods area heading towards hers and her friends hide out. She just wanted to be alone seeing as she had witnessed one of her own maids being killed for being something under the name of a "Witch".

Maria... You were utterly innocent how could anyone call and blame you of being a witch! How dare they!

She was too young.

She wondered around the outside of the building running her hands through the plants. Taking in each smell and sight she could get, being simply her. She stopped for one glance back to make sure no one was there; she slipped inside the room sighing and slumping down after she closed the door.

"Maria... I'm sorry I failed you." She whispered before her eyes darted up to look at a hidden figure, all black.

"What is your name and how dare you enter here without permission to the owners!" she stood up and started walking towards the figure to try and see who it was.

Red eyes appeared from the figure.

Uchiha...

"Sasuke-kun... That's not funny, Show your face please..." She whispered coming closer until she was close enough to see it wasn't Sasuke. Nor any of her friends. It was Uchiha Itachi.

"I-ta... Itachi! W-what are you doing here!" She tilted her head looking at him questioning. He disappeared suddenly, that meaning Sakura had to stay alert incise of someone, or him appearing again.

"Itachi... I-I I really don't want to play hide and seek..." She whined looking around for the man. She searched behind things oblivious to that Itachi was towering over her the whole time.

The only time she realised he was there was when she felt someone grip onto her sides and slam her into the wall. "I-Itachi... W-what are you doing?" Sakura asked in alarm, now feeling scared seeing as the elder Uchiha was pushing her around and using Sharingan.

Her legs came facing inwards when she felt Itachi's hands wonder over her body, she wasn't really aloud to scream seeing as he had his Sharingan he could just eat her scream up. Make her think she was screaming, she panted feeling the man's fingers touch her sweet spot upon her breasts.

"I-Ita-Itachi! W-what ... N-no... Please..." Sakura was begging him to stop as the man was undressing her. In the end she got gagged by the ribbon that was normally around her waist. She screamed then, but no sound. She was hitting the walls hoping someone would hear her. But no one came. It looked like Itachi was going to get his way with her...

Itachi's hands had undressed her top rather quickly, but one moved up grabbing both hands and slamming them to the wall keeping a rock hard grip upon her small soft wrists. His free hand wondered undoing her clothing more and more, freeing her glowing ripe body into his sights. His tongue moved travelling along her shoulder, up her neck and to her ear. He nipped before whispering in a lustful husky voice "You've been teasing me for too long now Sakura... My brother won't take you, and then I shall..." Then his hands attacked her remaining clothing stripping her almost bare and free for the man's eyes to wonder against the smoothness of her body. It was arousing.

Tears had begun stinging her eyes I'm too young for this! W-why? W-what have I done? ... Itachi... Please. No.

His hand cupped her right breast, his index finger and his thumb coming and pinching her nipple pulling and rubbing at it, this making Sakura's body shiver against his fingers, her cheeks exploding with colour. Oh how innocent she seemed.

He moved tying up Sakura's hands together so he could use both hands to his pleasing, his left hand now free it wondered down towards Sakura's lower half. Tracing images along her smooth skin, he touched her underwear line. And began removing it, but only a little enough for his hand to slip under the line, Sakura's eyes widening she began to wriggle not wanting it to be like this. She tried to talk, wanting to pled him into letting her free, she really wasn't in the right emotional state for this.

S-stop! Please! Sakura kept screaming in her head, it was the only place she could talk to herself. While she moved Itachi stopped taking grip of her breast making sure she didn't move while two fingers moved and rubbed against her entrance feeling how wet she was and making her dripping. She squealed moving against his grip, she felt tears burn at her eyes, she shakes under the feeling of his hands touching her at somewhere she wanted to keep save from men for a while longer.

Itachi chuckled, a low and menacing sound as his finger carvers into her, then slipping back out of her panties, his tongue flicking over the tip of the now shining finger "Mmm. Sasuke doesn't know what he's missing. Innocence tastes so sweet".

Sakura made a hiccupping noise as she tried then to tug herself free from the man's grip, she let tears fall and stare at him in fear of what he would do next. All she could do mainly was pray and hope that someone came and found them sooner rather than later.

Itachi would grin, his dry hand pulling the gag down enough for him to press the still shiny finger against her lips "Open". His tone would rough, leaving little room for thoughts that don't involve her opening her mouth for him. Sakura did as she was told, not really wanting to know what would happen to her if she didn't. It still didn't mean she couldn't try and resist against him. Her body shaking against his, her body seemingly in view she felt uncomfortable.

Itachi had then pushing the finger into her mouth, running it over her tongue, the shininess rubbing off, causing her to taste herself "Doesn't innocence taste wonderful?".

Sakura had her small chance, and she used it to as much as she could, so. She bit his finger. The one he had put inside of her, and the one that he had put into her mouth, her pink eyebrows coming in closer as her tear-filled face seemed like she didn't want any part of this.

Itachi simply laugh, as her teeth dig into his finger, his other hand would come up, the fingers wrapping around her neck, as his thumb digs into her chin, pulling it down, releasing his finger "Mrm. Good to see you've got some fight. It's not stealing if you're willing, now is it?" this leaving Sakura with an open mouth wide to cough feeling like she was being chocked, she squinted her eyes, as she worked on moving the ribbon from her mouth. Once it was practically of no use she, she mustered all the saliva she would work up and spat into the man's face.

Itachi was laugh a bit more shallowly, A bit more straining, As his now free hand would grab her breast, squeezing it somewhat roughly as he grabs the ribbon, throwing it away "I want to her your screams anyway. No gag really is better." Her whole face fell into a close as she tried not to let a moan slip out, that would be letting Itachi win. But she did feel her lower body crumble from the amount of pressure he applied on her breasts, them being in some kind of way her weak spot. His smile would stay eternally on his face as he leans down, taking the breast not being abused by his hand into his mouth, sucking her nipple and the flesh around it into his mouth. But Sakura felt sparks down her spine, knowing this was working. And that in the end he would win on making her moan, so she broke? She let a moan roll out of her mouth right into the closed off room. Even with her closed eyes tears slipped out and rolled down hitting where ever they had landed.

How can I of let him win... you're not worth Sasuke if you can't even stop yourself from this mess! Her inner was now screaming away inside of her head.

He would mutter something into her breast, the vibrations rolling through before her nipple would be clenched in his teeth, pinched softly, then hard between his ivory keys. Sakura almost screamed feeling the sharp pain put on her nipple, she started wriggling against his hold she begun pleading him. "P-please I-Itachi-san! W-wha-what have I done?" She carried on talking trying to talk herself from turning into an utter mess. He laughed at her, standing up straight again, looking in her eyes, the sharingan absent from his. He's not manipulating her anymore, He wants her to resist. He gets some sort of pleasure out of it surely "I already told you. You teased me too much, young Sakura."

"H-how!" She exploded demanding an answer, her eyes staring up at the man who was sinning her body, her eyes tear stained and shimmering with emotions.

He chuckled, his hand rising to wipe a tear from her eye "Have you not noticed your body turning into that of a woman? All the curves..." His hands would travel down her body as he drags that word out, gripping her breasts and then her rear. "That you've developed?" It was a simple answer, seeing as the answer was in sight.

She blinked at him as if he was a mad man, until he gripped onto her breasts... Her rear. She came out with a moan as her body tried to push back against his hands. His wandering hands...

"Heh, so I guess you like it a little rough don't you Sakura?" With a pull on her hip, she'd be spun around, so her ass was facing him, all pure white and virginal, only covered by her panties.

"W-what!" She almost whispered, now facing the wall and not looking at him, she blinked about the thought of what he could be planning. It hit her, her reaction was now to scream, and scream, and scream. Now understanding what the man behind her was going to do with her body. He laughed while his hands lashed out smacking her on her rear, listening out for the sounds other than flesh to flesh, sounds of arousal. And she did just that, she screamed with a shaking crying noise. The one hit making her body move forward and her breasts wriggle a little, seeing as she twitched. She cried out begging him. "P-please... Please stop..." She didn't like the situation, against all odds she was trying to ignore the pleasure out of it not wanting her to be taken like this. Itachi was grinning; his eyes on the pink haired girls smooth pale back and covered rear. His fingers pushed into the waistband of her panties. "This is really keeping my spanking from being effective isn't it?" his voice rung in her ears.

"No..." She was now sounding like her old self. The childish one, the one she lost when she lost one of the closet things to her. Her banded hands curled up slowly she didn't want to face the fact that this was going to happen, that no one was going to help her out of this. She felt weak, but she wasn't going to let that stop her. Suddenly her body moved, all of it. She spun around using her

Banded hands to hit at him, as her feet shaking got up trying to move her out of the predicament. He grinned devilishly, his left hand rising, in her mentally weakened state he'd catch the blow easily, His one hand raising both of hers straight up into the air as he pulls a Kunai out of somewhere, stabbing it deep into the wall, hooking the rope onto the non edged part. She'd not be able to move it off; her toes would be just barely touching the floor.

She got spun around again, his hand crashing down onto her rear. "Sakura... Stop resisting. I don't care either way, but I imagine you'd like to enjoy your first time." Her head just bowed, letting her tears roll off her face and drip onto whatever was bellow. She shoulders shacked with her sobs, but her head moved side to side, a broken voice appeared "I... I don't want this..." She broke...

Itachi laugh filled the room, suddenly both of his hands slammed onto both cheeks of her behind. "It's coming either way, my dear..." His voice rough. She squeaked at the treatment of her behind, her body wriggled against all she only had a little fight left in her, she felt her body weakening. She turned her face; she didn't want to see him, hear him or talk to him. Let alone be touched by him. But her inner slipped out from under her broken feelings. She yelled out at him with her body thrashing against her binding. Her eyes dull in the shape of a glare she looked at him coldly. "Stop playing with me! I'm not you little toy!"

"Oh but you are now, little. Sakura" He pushed the words as his hand slid under her, and between her legs, his fingers moved rubbing harshly against her entrance. Sakura's eyes widened as her head fell, her knees turning inwards as her feet came up from her crumbling. She rubbed her legs together hoping to push his hand away. She was trying to ignore the fact of pleasure, the fast he was getting his way she just wanted out but she knew he wouldn't stop until he got what he wanted, and what he wanted was her.

Itachi's grin shun, before Sakura knew it he was ripping off her panties from her body, and discarding the torn undergarments behind him. She panted her eyes down seeing she was naked. She was thinking to herself trying to gather anything left of her inside of her mind hoping that she could somehow get through this even if she was bare. Itachi's hands returned to Sakura's crotch rubbing at her now bare entrance "So you're now bare before me, little girl."

"Against my own will, Sir." she pushed out of her mouth. Her eye twitching, trying to stop herself from showing any sign of pleasure, but pants still remained coming out, making her chest push forward and backwards.

"You want this. You know you do" He said while his finger suddenly slipped in penetrating her, forcing itself all the way up inside of her. "Just feel how wet you are..." Sakura's head shook her head until she was entered. Her whole body squirmed up, her arms pulling her body up trying something to get him out. She couldn't help but moan at the feeling, this being the most sexual thing happen to her.

"You're going to get fucked tonight. And you're going to like it."

"Never." Sakura said as bluntly as she could before spitting onto Itachi's foot rather than his face, seeing as last time she ended up choking.

She got turned around, she through it was normal so he could do something with her, but no. He smacked her across the face suddenly and sharply leaving a stinging red hand mark on her cheek. "Yes. You are." He hissed with such lust and rage that she was defying him.

Sakura was left there with a turned face, her eyes wide. She had never been slapped before; apart from if you counted the punches from her father then nope, she was clean. She blinked in utter shock, unbelieving that had happened.

"O-ok..."

CLIFFY!

Note: Ok, Well i know some people might of liked reading the... Lemon between these to, but sorry i don't think i want to continue writing up about it. Sorry to disapoint! R&R Please? (: