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I think I'll just work on this chapter until I attempt to write more on my other story. I think I need to write down my thoughts for this story first.

Started on:12-7-10

Summary:Something—even though it was so small—happened to Sasuke during his curse mark transition from Orochimaru, and now the brooding teenager is now transforming in front of their eyes for everyone to see. The bite was a success, yes, but the only flaw is that for some reason the possessed Sasuke has a newfound interest in Sakura, who can watch helplessly as he merges with his dark, possessive side, still not sure if she likes it or not.

Disclaimer: IDNON. Hurrrrrplz.

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Of Dark and Light

Chapter 3:

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It was furious, the being to be exact.

Who was this Lee person…? The one that the annoying blonde—Ino was her name, Sasuke's mind was filled with irritating memories of her, and his mood had made the being's aura much darker when she began to insistently flirt with him—claimed that the pinkette loved, even when she loved him?

There was one thing that the shadow did not like, and that was sharing its possessions. It did not like sharing its host, Sasuke, with anyone—the exception of the Haruno for special reasons, of course—and it sure as hell wouldn't share the girl they had just claimed as their own.

Not now, not ever.

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"Say it," He snarled, pressing his fingers deep into her wrists that were shaking from her dangerously rapid pulse. His red eyes narrowed down at her as she swallowed and opened her mouth again for another scream. Snarling, he silenced her with his angry roar, picking up her wrists and lightly slamming them into the ground as an emphasis. "SAY IT!"

"I don't…" She trailed off, tears leaking out as she squirmed underneath his looming, dark presence. The sun above them was ominously covered by the grey clouds, making his skin seem like a shadow with his curse mark tattoos covering every inch of his once pale flesh, his dark bangs dripping all over his face as if it were black tar. His Sharingan flashed, spinning several times swiftly as his mouth clenched together, his canines showing perfectly as his jaw hung out as his face was merely inches away from her own, "SAKURA, SAY IT!"

"Don't hurt me!" She cried out, effectively stunning the Uchiha as he stared at the sobbing, frightened girl under him. Her pink hair was splayed all over the grassy ground, popping out in contrast as her emerald eyes shimmered with fear and threats of bursting water. The red dress the clung to her skinny body was sprinkled with dust and grass stains, her fragile body trembling below his own, and he felt the tremors in his lower torso as it was pressed up against her own in their mount position. She flinched as soon as she shouted out those words, sinking lower into the ground. "P-please don't Sasuke-kun… This isn't you!"

"…" His swirling red eyes pierced through her figure as she shivered, avoiding his gaze by having her eyes dart to all directions, landing on everything but him. His kekkei genkai had the ability to zoom in on one's position and predict accurately what would happen next.

He watched the way her chest rose and deflated several times a second, how she evaded his eyes, the way sweat drops cascaded down her pale-stricken face and how her hands shook underneath his own, tight grasp. Colors vividly brightened with his ocular power, her crimson dress and rosy hair popping out against her peach tone flesh, as well as her bloodshot eyes. Fear rolled off of her in waves, crashing against him emotionally each times it became stronger and stronger the more he was still above her.

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The being was hurt, and so was Sasuke. They had let their anger get a hold of themselves, and now they had hurt their Sakura, and it wasn't even her fault. They shouldn't hurt her, even if it was her fault. She did not deserve pain in any shape or form.

Feeling guilty, they jumped back into action.

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"Sakura," Sasuke gruffly stated, making the girl flinch and whimper. His eyes softened as he patted her cheek softly, dropping one of her limp wrists and rubbing her smooth skin with his rough palm, "Just say it."

"S-say what?" She gulped nervously, still avoiding his eyes. She did not trust Sasuke in any shape or form whenever his curse mark was activated ever since the incident in the Forest of Death. Just recalling how he had treated that Sound nin, Zaku, was purely terrifying, and Sasuke just being unpredictable in the way he treats her would mean she would have to watch her back 24/7 to make sure the boy she loves doesn't maul her or anyone she was remotely close to.

"Say that you're mine," He said, the dark marks on his face shifting around as if it were reacting to his anticipation. He leaned in closer, causing the pinkette to close her eyes as the growled near her ear, albeit a bit angry, "Say that you'll never leave me for another; say that you'll stay by my side."

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Say that you love me, a part of Sasuke cried out, though it was unheard and unseen underneath the large, symbiotic existence and Sasuke's raging, fuzzy mind as he acted without thinking. Though the host did not hear it clearly, the being heard it as it echoed around itself and frowned in wonder, his anger decreasing slowly.

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Sakura swallowed loudly, a big, dry lump in her throat refusing to go down, and Sasuke observed the way her throat moved in interest. For some reason now, whenever he was near other boys or flirty girls, all he wanted to do was wring their neck, claw at it until they bleed profusely like a faucet being turned on and watch in fascination as red coated his pale hands. He didn't know why he felt so malicious, so bloodthirsty… He assumed it had something to do with his need for power… With her however, all he wanted to do to her neck was to hide his face into it and breathe in her sweet scent. It was confusing and a bit nauseating to the whirling Uchiha, to say the least. And although he was puzzled on way he was acting this way—to Sakura, his annoying teammate no less—he could not bring himself to tear himself away until he heard those words flow from her mouth.

"I-is that what you want?" She finally asked as she squirmed when he drew his face nearer a few inches. Nearly jumping in surprise and knocking them both over when his nose gently trailed to the junction of her neck, she heard him grunt out, "Yes." Normally, she would have been ecstatic had it been in a different, more peaceful scenario, but this was not the boy she loved, so she could not bring it in herself to enjoy it, especially because of the way his eyes flashed so evilly when he demanded her to do such and such.

Sasuke inhaled, and then sighed in contentment. Hazily, he realized, she smelled of fresh honey-crisp apples and spring sakura blossoms. He didn't want to move from the spot he was currently in, nuzzling deeper as his warm breathed puffed in the mild summer-fall air, his face hidden. He felt all worries and anger disappear the moment his head was buried into her shoulder, his warm body covering hers.

The Haruno, however, was on edge, worrying that if she made the slightest movement it would mean more yelling and pain—and the ever looming threat of death that seemed to roll off the Uchiha whenever he was in this state to anyone—to herself. She felt very awkward, so she cleared her throat, "O-okay…" She sighed shakily, relaxing a little when she peered down and saw crimson eyes stare at her, not angrily or maliciously but reverently, Sasuke's face alert for the words that would process through his head. She just wanted Sasuke to go back to normal. Her wrists still throbbed where he had squeezed so tightly, slamming them down, almost making the bones in them break.

"I-I'm yours, Sasuke-kun… I'll never leave you, and I'll always stay by your side…" It was hard for her to say those exact words, but she had no idea why. They always came easily whenever she greeted him in the morning whilst waiting for Kakashi with Naruto fuming in the background. Usually, he would shrug off her words or merely stare off to the side, so for him to demand her to say them again just threw her off.

Visibly, he relaxed, his clenched jaw and hard eyes softening as much as the influenced Uchiha allowed them. "Good." He said, placing his ear near her heart, listening to the quick ba-bump-ba-bump-ba-bump in her chest, furrowing his brows. He picked up his head to see a sweating Sakura evading his eyes, subconsciously rubbing her wrists. She was still afraid of him, and the event that just occurred probably just worsened it.

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The being was not aware that its thoughts and desires were beginning to mix with its owner's, although it seemed that each of their wants had something in common that they would strive for very soon. Sasuke, also, seemed to be oblivious as he thrived off of his ranging emotions and desires.

She was still of afraid of them, they noted shamefully, both feeling a clenching feeling in their gut as they spotted the unshed tears peeking through her eye rims.

The two promised to make her comfortable with her; they swore it to each other mentally.

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Sakura held her breath when she felt him curl his fingers around her wrist, sitting up a bit in order to have a better view. Still, she lay on the forest floor, never speaking or moving, only hoping that someone would come by and save her—and Sasuke, as well, from his curse mark form. He shot her a look that told her to lean up more, and she hesitantly obliged, wincing when he lightly clenched her wrists.

The darkly-tattooed Uchiha let his gaze fall on her wrists—he did not know his own strength he presumed. They were mostly red, but now they were taking on a shade of purple from his violent thrashing on her limbs. The bones were still in tact, he thanked whoever was up there in heaven, but they were on the very edge of, bent a tad in a funny angle. Reluctantly, he pressed his fingers into the bone, hearing a slight snap and a silent cry from Sakura. When he did so to the other, she was silent, gnawing at her lip with her front teeth. Gulping, she pleaded quietly for someone to come by and notice her and her out-of-mind teammate.

Peering up at the girl, he announced, "Calm down, Sakura. I always protect what is rightfully mine."

The kuniochi's emerald eyes widened in shock, completely forgetting about his curse mark for a moment as she stared at him in wonder. "W-what?"

Before the Uchiha could even answer, his Sharingan swirled a little and he snarled, making Sakura flinch back in surprise. Instantly, he was over her fragile form, his fingers tightly coiled around her shoulders—though not enough to bruise but enough to ensure a sense of safety—his eyes flickering dangerously in a direction behind in front of them. He lowered his body as much as he could, his dark blue shirt covering most of her red dress, almost as in a position that would be similar to a way a male animal protects its mate, or how a mother protects its offspring. Her head was laid on the ground, her pink hair still all over the place as she tried to unwind as much as she could under the growling boy, fixating her eyes on the sky past his shoulder, the cloud still blocking the shining sun.

"I'm afraid that Sakura only belongs to herself," A voice drawled from in front of Sasuke, Sakura letting out a small sigh of relief.

Their sensei came to save the day once again.

The sun peeked out, its bright rays in Sakura's sights as she squinted, the light grey cloud trailing out of her view.

"Sasuke, let go of Sakura and slowly back away," Kakashi said slowly, dropping from the trees as his feet clicked against the soil as he landed. His often cheery exposition was replaced with a serious one, his wise, one eye watching the angry Uchiha tower over his only female student.

Defiantly, Sasuke sneered, his crimson eyes swirling as the older man came closer, step by step, his Sharingan catching the way small amounts of tan dust sifted into the air, before being blown away by an ominous wind. The nearer he got, the more hostile Sasuke became. His teeth was gnashed together into a grimace, his head lowering slowly as if he were about to pounce on the grey-haired shinobi, his hackles raising with every inch that Kakashi dared to close the distance between them.

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The shadow was raging; how dare this man come in and order him to get away from Sakura! And how dare he say that she doesn't belong to him! She had just pledged her loyalty to him, and now this old man saunters in and informs him otherwise.

Did that mean… she belonged to this man—the shadow poked through Sasuke's memories again—Kakashi? Their sensei?

"No… no…" It chanted inside Sasuke's mind, clenching its fists, its long nails digging deep into its palms. Flaming fury built itself up from its toes to its scalp, and it finally burst out instantly.

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"NO!" Sasuke roared, and Kakashi faltered in his step when he glared at the jonin with every fiber of hate in his body. "SHE'S MINE!"

"Sasuke, please calm down-" Kakashi tried to reason with him, but that only riled the boy even more.

"MINE!" Sasuke snarled, the curse mark signs shifting around, the black flames dancing on the Uchiha's skin a dance of hate and death. His Sharingan was now spinning enough that the black and red blurred together beautifully, almost as if they were blending together in a sunset setting. The seal on the junction of his neck was burning a bright reddish-orange color as the tattoos all over his body glowed the same shade. "NO ONE ELSE'S!" Sakura squeaked at his disoriented form above her and the loud volume he produced, curling under him as she trembled in fear.

The grey-haired man cursed under his breath as he scrutinized the rampant boy in front of him. He was sure that his seal on his curse mark would surely hold back its power! How had it failed and fallen weak underneath the artificial power? He mentally jumbled up a plan, but was very apprehensive. He needed to lead Sasuke away from Sakura somehow so that he could effectively fight him, find an opening and knock him out so that he could use a stronger seal on the mark. The Uchiha, however, seemed like he wouldn't move anytime soon from his position, merely sneering in warning as purple chakra whirled around his students' figures. The visible energy clung to Sasuke's pale yet tainted skin, caressing a frozen Sakura's face, and the feral Uchiha stayed in his stiff spot as the man stood still in his.

"Kakashi!" A rough, female voice shouted out as the violet haired girl appeared at his side swiftly, darting out of the trees and planting her feet on the floor. "What the hell is going on?"

He did not answer her, so she trailed her gaze to where he was staring, only to have her eyes widen. The curse mark was free and rampant, and the Uchiha didn't seem to be in the right frame of mind to actually be aware of why he was following out his actions. It was slowly taking connecting with his mind, an animalistic personality displaying freely for the whole world to see.

Sakura was choking on the pure power that crashed wave upon wave that radiated from her teammate's mere presence, though she reveled in it because of its warmth… but she leaned away from it as far as she could as it surrounded her because of the dark negativity she sensed by just feeling the chakra flow into her. It made her blank out and shut out her optimistic mind, only to become a pale, pink-haired doll to be thrown aside in the world. She definitely did not like that, so she resorted to clinging to an inwardly surprised yet smug, furious Sasuke, who kept on glaring at the two adults, daring them to come near and see what he would do.

"The seal, it's broken?" Anko shot at Kakashi, who lifted his hand to his headband that covered his other eye. "How?"

"I don't know," The man said back at her, shifting the metal attire as it clang against the iron on his gloves. "Somehow the curse mark's power was strong enough to leak through the seal, and then find a way to become so strong until my seal completely broke."

Anko grit her white teeth together as she took in the sight of the boy, the purple chakra now violently and swiftly creating a mini-tornado around him and the girl, the sheer energy so strong that as it swirled, it broke the earth underneath the two and the grass shivered away from his power. The Uchiha lowered himself even closer to the girl, his chin brushing against her chest as she whimpered, clutching his shirt tightly.

Why would it act this way?—the curse mark, she meant. She had her own, courtesy of Orochimaru, but it had never reacted this way; never had it made her snap and cling to one of her own teammates or friends. In fact, the curse mark was supposed to make the host feel bitter and have them distance and isolate themselves from others, not target one of their loved ones or people they care about. This was a whole new experience to the second-stage Chuunin proctor. She remembered the feelings she felt under the curse mark's influence as if it only had occurred just yesterday, but she was sure that those emotions never led to what Orochimaru's target was doing in front of her.

"I'll say it one more time," Kakashi warned tersely, adjusting his headband as his one Sharingan eye shone in the bright sunlight. "Get away from her, Sasuke."

"No," Said boy growled, his nails digging into the dirt in anticipation, his limbs craving for a fight where he could tear someone apart. He had so much power and energy packed into his teenage-year-old body and needed something to take it out on. Smirking evilly, he decided a fight would be the best way to let it all out.

The second the smile was there, the two adults blinked and it was instantly gone, having them wonder if they were just seeing things—though Kakashi was sure he saw it with his trained Sharingan eye. Sasuke cursed when he remembered that the second he left Sakura's side, one of the jonins would come a sweep her away from him, both disappearing from his sensing range. He couldn't allow that to happen.

Yes, he was not in the right frame of mind. Yes, he was a little insane. But no, he wasn't stupid. His Uchiha smarts still ran through his mind regardless of how he was behaving, and no one knew how his mind worked and how it thought quickly in just seconds.

He frowned, sneering at the two, when he knew that he had to flee with Sakura so that they both could be safe. (So that they wouldn't take her away from him.)

Gathering a stiff Sakura in his arms, he was suddenly side-stepping projectiles flying his way courtesy of a time-productive Anko. His sandals skid across the grass, gathering dust that wore at the sole, swiftly kicking behind him when he felt Kakashi appear behind him, his hand so close to tapping his pressure point and knocking him out. The Uchiha snapped his foot back for a back-stroke kick as the sensei moved to block it, the older man wincing when he felt the raw, physical power the curse mark gave him. His bones rang as Sasuke prepared for another counter, crouching low with Sakura, only to surprise the two when he disappeared into a blur, reappearing in the tree branches.

At this point, Sakura was shouting, "Sasuke, stop! Please, let me down!" But Sasuke didn't care at the moment. All that he was paying attention to was the chakra signatures that were slowly but surely catching up to the two. Normally, with the power he felt in his limbs, he would have used some to dart out at top speed, but he wasn't sure if Sakura would be able to take the heat or the harsh winds that cut against them both.

The rustle of leaves sounded around them, having Sasuke feel the adrenaline pump through his blood. What should he do next? Suddenly fly back and attack them head on? Or just run away at full speed whilst protecting the girl he held in his arms—

"ARG!" Sasuke roared in surprise and pain when Sakura unsuspectingly bit onto hand hard, her teeth most likely leaving a mark. In his shock from the sudden advancement, he had accidently let go of her weight, making Sakura scream as she began to plummet to the forest floor at a dangerous speed.

"SHIT!" He snarled, quickly pivoting his direction, foot smashing against the live wood, panicking when he thought he wasn't going to catch her in time. He saw her swivel in the air, her arms flying and legs kicking as she attempted to catch her momentum, her speed picking up quickly the closer she got to the floor. She got closer and closer as he picked up his pace. His arms stretched out towards her slightly as he prepared his body to catch her.

He would have, if he had not instinctively dodged incoming senbon flying towards him. He leapt to the side, and instantly tried to jump for Sakura, the two only a few meters from the ground.

The pinkette inhaled and exhaled, shutting her eyes tightly as she prepared herself for the pain of her spine breaking against the hard ground at her insane speed. She clenched her teeth as she sensed the incoming distance lessening, but was confused and relieved when she felt large arms catch her when she was just several feet from the floor, just in time.

Opening her eyes slowly when she felt her body stop moving along with the person's, the pinkette let out a shaky sigh, "K-kakashi-sensei…!"

The gray-haired man sent a warm smile under his mask her way, momentarily shutting his eyes for just a moment. "Good to see you too, Sakura."

They were now on the forest's grassy floor, towering trees surrounding them at every angle as it casted long, large shadows that stretched like black cats rousing from their naps. Kakashi set Sakura down, Anko and him keeping a good eye on her, as they all glanced up into the canopies in the trees. He was far away, but they spotted a dark spot hidden in the woods' shade. Sasuke's Sharingan popped out of the dark green and burnt sienna of nature, making him look like a demon of the forest. He glared down at all of them spitefully, his eyes promising a future of pain and ripping of limbs.

Sakura let out a gasp when his eyes trailed over to her, yet his expression did not seem to change. He continued to hold his scowl, his frown only deepening when he stared at her, and then dropped his glare.

"Sasuke, listen to us, we need to seal your curse mark again," Kakashi shouted but the boy just gave him a distrustful look.

"Oi, brat, get down here! You can hold your girlfriend's hand if you get scared!" Anko hollered more forcefully, getting a blank stare out of Sasuke.

The Uchiha snorted, turning away from all the other ninjas that began to annoy him with their presence. He would have attacked them without a second thought, but he felt a heavy consequence if he lost and was caught. Something inside of him cringed in anticipation—fear maybe?—when he thought of a possibility that was very, very painful.

Sakura reached out to him, yelling out when she spotted him walking away from them, "Wait, Sasuke-kun!"

He faced her at the sound of his name, his red and black eyes dancing in the shadowy setting of the forest. Above them the sun was covered by yet another cloud, causing the world to slightly darken for a moment. He didn't say anything, but his apathetic expression and lively eyes told her everything.

He was coming back for her. Scanning his face, she couldn't tell if she was going to be punished for her bold, hurtful move. She didn't want to know.

A second later, he vanished in a blur, causing Sakura to fall to her knees. What just happened in that period of twenty minutes? All of that… Being pinned down by Sasuke, seeing a strange side of him, running away from Anko and Kakashi, and biting him, falling down…

She was a little out of it, so she jumped a little when she felt a hand plant itself on her thin shoulder. Glancing up at her sensei, Kakashi promised, "I'll be right back with him and he'll be back to normal, I promise. Don't worry. Go home and get some rest. He won't come after you anymore."

The pinkette nodded slowly, gradually taking in the information. She stood up and brushed her dusty dress with her thin hands and winced when she accidently flicked her sore wrists a bit too quickly. Anko and Kakashi disappeared as soon as she confirmed their decisions, leaving her by herself in the small forest.

Rubbing her wrists lightly, she noted how Sasuke cared for her better than he did to others when his curse mark is activated. Why would he do that? Was it because she was close to him in person, as a teammate? That would mean that he would act caring to Naruto, too, then… But it just didn't make any sense. Sure, he wasn't relatively close to anyone, but he still respected Kakashi the same way he did to Naruto—although it was a bit hard to see through little spats and provoking comments.

Also, she had this insisting feeling that he was coming back very soon, and the look he threw her only confirmed her suspicions.

Swallowing loudly, she strolled back in the direction she assumed her home was in, cat eyes flickering to everything that moved in her sights in paranoia.

It was only a matter of time, for that, something unavoidable, to happen.

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Yeah, uhhh, sorry if this is weird. I was sleepy the whole day and didn't feel like writing, yet forced myself to. Hope you like it!

I'm a little unmotivated for my other store The Playboy's Bestfriend, so I decided to let it all out on writing this chapter. I'm still tired though. XD.

Please tell me how you liked/loved/were okay with it! I love to hear all of your opinions and what I can work on:)

Until next time!

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Date Ended: 12-10-10; 10:25 PM.