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2—Tied my Hands
It had been nearly two weeks Sakura calculated. Sakura hadn't seen the light of day for a while, being blindfolded and locked away in a room really did a number on her sense of sanity. Her body was drained of any fight and she figured that is exactly what her enemy wanted. She feared the worst. She had been captured by the enemy it was no wonder Tsunade had told her not to become an ANBU like the rest of her team:
"But Lady Tsunade! I'm just as strong, I can fight! I can do what any man can do!" Sakura stomped her foot at the blonde Hokage. Tsunade watched her apprentice throw her tantrum, before standing cutting off the pink-haired Kunoichi.
"Sakura. You are strong, but as my apprentice, I trust you'd be better off in the Medical Unit. You are fast becoming an excellent Medic, I need you in the village—"
"If I'm such a great Medic, then my team would need me, if they should get hurt—"
Tsunade slammed her fist, "Do not interrupt me! Sakura! You are to stay here and that is final. I will not have you taken in by the enemy. You are like a daughter to me…"
Sakura huffed as she crossed her arms, "But I'm not."
Sakura regretted talking back to her superior, even more so when Tsunade considered her like a daughter, looking back, Sakura wished she could've apologized before Tsunade called her in the next morning allowing her this mission in her own apologetic way. Sakura felt tears gather, no! I can't cry, I asked for this and I got what was coming to me! I'm such a spoiled brat!
She could almost hear Sasuke, annoying.
She was part of his collection. That could mean anything and Sakura had a week to try to figure it out, but to no avail. She was given two meals a day that were heavy in protein but smashed into a weird tasting liquid, yet still didn't replenish her strength. They kept the collection healthy enough to live, but weak enough that they remain vulnerable.
Sakura sighed hopelessly. She was useless, clenching her jaw she felt like crying. All the training with Tsunade, all the courage it had taken her, was useless. It was as though she as a twelve-year old again.
Sakura heard the door open slightly. She turned her head to the sound as instinct, listening as the familiar foot work of Takeo approached her. A hand ran on the side of her face gently. She moved angrily away from him.
"Ayame, you're to come with me, the boss man requests your immediate presence." Takeo led her out of the room, pulling her arm non-to gently.
The familiar presence of the "boss man" was before her. She shivered slightly, trying to regain control of her emotions. Her body has been drained of any strength and she knew exactly that becoming closer to the boss man, wasn't as simple as Tsunade expected this to go, considering.
"Ayame, you're holding up better than a normal civilian would…I would've expected you to break down by now." The man's smirk could be heard.
Sakura tensed, Shit, I take longer than a normal civilian to truly get exhausted, my chakra reserves haven't been used…the stupid seal!
"I wonder about you Ayame, you don't have any Kekkei Genkai I would've sensed you're chakra…Takeo, leave us." the boss stated.
Takeo could be heard hurrying out of the room and when the door shut, Sakura gulped. Whoever was before her now, was not a merciful man.
"Now Ayame, let me show you what a Shinobi like myself can do. Although I would assumed you'd already picked up on the fact I'm not an ordinary man," The boss man approached Sakura slowly. Sakura felt her body being lifted, he turned her over, ripping the back of her dress with a kunai roughly. When the man threw her on the ground, Sakura tried to move away, only to feel his boot stomp harshly on her back.
She moaned trying to wiggle free.
"Now, Now, Ayame, I'm not done."
The man ripped the rest of her dress, Sakura felt exposed. Her heart broke into pieces, trying not to cry she continued with her part.
"N-No p-please, N-no…"
The man only chuckled darkly, running his hand along the contours of her back. Sakura felt his palm spread.
"Ayame, or whoever you are. You put on a beautiful show. Except for this one flaw." The man slammed his hand into Sakura's back. She screamed painfully, it felt as though he had pierced her skin, digging with his chakra, Sakura felt a burning sensation that shot through her entire nervous system. His fingers felt as though they were beneath her skin, running against her muscles, cutting through all the way to her spine. She tried to hold her scream, but the enemy rested his knee on the back of her leg, applying pressure on her bones. Sakura screamed in agony.
The man pulled her face roughly to the side, straining her neck he breathed into her ear, "You know Ayame, you entered a country that has been known for stealth and in recent years they've only gotten better because of me! So to under estimate the abilities would've been assumed a few years back, but now…it's an insult!" the man put more pressure onto Sakura, until he smirked.
"Now, about this seal, Ayame, I think I'll make this worth my time." Sakura knew the man was mocking her. She felt her vision go white.
Author's Note: Thanks for reading! Hope you enjoyed it! (Sorry this isn't as long as the first chapter, but I'm going for a certain feeling) I'll update as fast I can! R&R.
