Sasuke shifted from foot to foot as he waited for Itachi to leave Sakura's room. His mother had told him something wonderful.

Itachi opened the door with more force then was necessary he spared Sasuke a swift glance but proceeded down the hall.

Sasuke ran into the room he kneeled next to Sakura and stared at her a moment before telling her the news.

"Oka-san wants you to attend school with me." Sasuke said holding Sakura's hand with his own.

Sakura's heart gave a great leap of joy and she sat up quickly staring at Sasuke.

"When can I start? Tomorrow?" Sakura asked trying to rise from her shikibuton.

Sasuke put a pudgy hand on her shoulder and forced her back into a sitting position.

"Oka-san said that if you wish to attend school then you have to prove that you're fine by staying in bed for the rest of the day. I have to go though." He started out excited but his attitude shifted nearing the end of the sentence.

"Itachi is staying home to train you." Sasuke said standing to stretch.

Sakura stared at him like he'd grown 5 heads. "He's missing school, I'm such a burden!" Sakura said worriedly, she plucked at her hair.

Sasuke snorted and pointed a finger at her.

"Don't insult him by thinking you're a burden, if you listen closely and take in all he has to share; you'll be taking a burden from him."

"Oto-san pushed Itachi really hard when he was trained." Sasuke said this with a far-away look on his face.

"He didn't care when he hit Itachi, they came back from training and most of the time Aniki was bleeding or had broken bones." Sasuke came to his senses and nodded in Sakura's direction before leaving the room.

Sakura stared at the opposite wall and she rubbed her aching chest in confusion.

Her father had loved her with all his might he would hug her when he could and he'd play with her when no guards were around to yell and abuse.

Sakura laid back into her newly-acquired pillow.

The sound of feet slapping against wood met her ears and Sakura looked at the door as someone stopped outside.

The door was slid open and in stepped… Fugaku.

Sakura snapped her head down; the man had a glare that could melt ice. His eyes were crimson and three coma's swirled listlessly around.

"Hello, girl." He said coldly approaching her; he pulled something from his pocked and kneeled before her.

He grabbed her chin and forced her to look at him. He pressed his hand firmly against her thin chest and his hand gave off a blue hue.

The pain was immense, not only was her previous wound aching but blood now spurted freely from the new wound that he was creating with the raw chakra.

Sakura blinked and stared into his cold eyes, knowing that pain was what he was searching for.

He grunted in remorse and stood, the object he had held in his hand previously was now gone. Sakura stared at her chest and saw something sink into her flesh. The skin began healing itself.

"It's a bomb. I own you now." He said leaving the room.

Sakura waited until his presence became unknown to her then she crawled over to the closet, jerking open the door.

She rummaged through her things until she found her white dress; it was grimy and had been ripped in several places from her tedious sparring.

She pulled the senbon triumphantly from the sleeve and crawled further into the closet. Her hands ran along the walls, she'd never really bothered to check how far back the closet went.

Sakura met the back swiftly she searched the wall and found a thick rope, she pulled it and a set of stairs fell quietly from the darkness that was the ceiling.

Sakura hurried up the stairs quickly, only stopping to listen to the sound of the house settling around her.

Sakura crawled into the attic, it was more open then she'd expected and windows were placed haphazardly all over the ceiling.

Sakura sat cross-legged and took the senbon into both hands; she held her breath and plunged it into her chest.

Sakura moaned and continued pushing the senbon further into her. It met with metal and the senbon was melted, it puddled messily onto the flood and the part that was in her was ejected out, embedding itself into the wall across from her.

Sakura clutched her chest and scrambled back toward the stairs, someone was coming.

Sakura pulled the string again and the stairs folded up neatly.

Sakura scrambled out of the closet and kicked it shut with her foot; she lay down in her shikibuton and covered her torso with her blanket and feinted sleep.

Mikoto set a tray of food next to her; the woman brushed her hand through Sakura's silky locks before exiting the room with a sigh.

Sakura lay for the rest of the night, her eyes open wide in disbelief, and she was going to die. It was painfully obvious that the man didn't want her in the house.

Sakura changed deafly and curled back up into her shikibuton.

The sun still shone brightly in the sky but it nothing to lift the child's spirit.


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