Chapter 5: 'And then there was two'
A/N: Thinking back on the last chapter I just noticed I love Hidan (Maybe it's because he swears so much and so do i) I just think he's a really fun character to write. And like Tobi he brings some comic relief to dark moments.
Sorry it's so late but my life has been a bit crazy with school (BLAH) and all that shitty stuff that we must go through so forgive me! Huge thanks to all the reviewers you've been amazing hugs to you all and keep it up!
Anywhom I won't bother you with author's notes so please.
R&R
Enjoy
~Lastwords
Sakura walked into the all too familiar examination clinic, the clinic she had been going to for the last several years. The smell of bleach and the sound of shoes on a squeaky clean floor were all drilled into Sakura's long term memory even though she never intended for that to happen.
The room she was assigned to had the words 'Doctor Kobayashi' engraved in gold on the door. Underneath the name there was, in small black print, 'physiatrist'. Sakura hated that room; she hated everything about it, from the carpet to the ceiling. The reason being, it held too many painful memories, too many words that should have been unspoken were forced out of her.
Sitting down in her usual chair she rubbed her fingers over the suede like arm, she watched how the fabric changed as she rubbed one way then the other. She heard the doctor sit in the other chair, opposite her own and she closed her eyes for a split second.
Focusing on her breathing she tried to pretend she was anywhere else but in the examination room. It didn't work. She heard the clicking of a pen and imagined the doctor holding her usual clipboard, watching her for sign of a breakdown, noting her posture and the markings under her eyes. Everything was seen in this room, nothing was left invisible.
"Sakura how do you feel right now?" The doctor's voice was smooth and factual but it held a lot of concern for the pink haired girl sitting opposite her. She watched as Sakura's stroking fingers stilled.
Sakura focused on the question, she felt tired, alone, scared, hurt, and cold, she felt like a victim. She always felt like a victim, she was neverin power or control someone else always was and she was sick of it. Sick of her life, sick of breathing, sick of every single waking moment when she subconsciously thought about it, she was lying to all the people around her and to herself that she was okay. Sakura was fed up.
"I feel exactly how I should feel" Sakura opened her eyes and looked into those of the doctor; the doctor's brown eyes were huge and displayed a range of emotions. Sakura couldn't help but feel like she'd seen those eyes somewhere else, somewhere besides the doctor's face.
"Explain this to me" the usual request didn't faze Sakura she was used to having to explain herself. Everything she said was examined and questioned; sometimes it was tiring because Sakura didn't always have the answers.
"I feel" Sakura paused she'd never been so outright with the doctor before "I feel like a rape victim" drawing in a huge breath Sakura waited, the denial that had been plaguing her body for years stilled and vanished. Sakura had admitted it; she'd admitted it before but never like this, and never to the doctor in this way. Sakura figured she should've felt brave but all she felt was defeated, like he'd just gotten one up on her. That's when the tightness in her chest appeared and she bowed her head.
"I don't want to feel that way but I do" her voice was small and scared. That voice was reserved for this topic only and the doctor knew this. After writing down exactly what Sakura had said she stood up and walked over to the girl.
"You've been so brave" the doctor said while patting Sakura on the back. "That took and enormous amount of strength, well done Sakura"
Sakura shivered and squeezed her eyes closed. If she didn't open them the tears wouldn't be able to fall. But gravity and a lot of other things seemed to hate her, and those tears escaped running down her cheeks in little streams of water. Sakura swallowed and looked up she turned and met the doctor's eyes.
Those brown eyes held so much knowledge and warmth, warmth that only a mother could have. Sakura never looked so deeply into the doctor's eyes but she knew she'd seen those eyes somewhere before. On somebody else's face, the exact same eyes, but where?
Sitting down opposite the pink haired teen, after she'd composed herself the doctor furrowed her eyebrows. She was flicking through Sakura's file when she came across a post-it note. On the bright yellow page, in clear swirly writing was.
"He's back"
Sakura's fingers were back rubbing the fabric on the chair not realising the frustration and worry that was swimming around in the woman's, opposite her, head.
The doctor lifted the post-it revealing what it had been stuck to, a photograph, a photograph of the rapist.
The doctor curled her fingers because she felt the need to drop the file; she looked up at Sakura who was again rubbing the fabric lost in her own little world. The doctor didn't want to tell her the news, she couldn't it would destroy all the things they had worked so hard to build up. Closing the file and putting of a smooth face she continued with her examination as usual. Not informing Sakura of anything.
The members of the board all stayed silent, feeling the weight of the topic at hand. Deidara's usual amused eyes were downcast with worry for his younger sibling. Sasori's eyes were narrowed in disgust as he stared off into the distance. Hidan and Tobi, both for once were silent as the issue rested heavily on their shoulders. Konan had ceased folding her paper flower as she thought back of the news. Zetsu was as disgusted as Zetsu could get, Kisame had stopped drinking at looked like he wanted to hit something.
Pein was watching one person in particular though, and that person was to his right, Itachi, Itachi was blank. His eyes weren't narrowed or downcast his fists weren't clenched to anyone else he'd have looked like the whole thing didn't bother him. But Pein knew better, he knew how to read Itachi a talent not many possessed, he watched as those coal black eyes swirled with something that couldn't be labelled as mere anger or disgust. What Pein was seeing was much, much more than that.
"Keep your eyes open, he's out there" Pein stood followed by Konan and walked out. The remaining members kept the silence.
Itachi stood and walked out of the room past the lockers on his way to the exit door, but he bumped into Akane on the way. Never showing emotion Akane was shocked by what she saw.
"Itachi I-" she was cut off when his jet black eyes stared into hers, in such away she felt like he had slapped her.
"Move" he hissed at her. Itachi actually displayed physical emotion. Akane stared at him dumfounded as he walked straight by her.
"I wanted to show you something" she whispered to herself as a sob built up in her chest, she could see the end of their relationship. And she wouldn't be the one laughing, she'd be the heartbroken girl left in the corner. Turning on her heel and wiping her eyes she marched back to her locker.
Itachi under normal circumstances would have felt bad for doing that, but under normal circumstances Itachi wouldn't have done that. This wasn't a normal circumstance though, and he wasn't sorry. Itachi didn't know why he cared so much for the well being of a freshman. A freshman for crying out loud he was a senior if he went near her people would think he was molester.
Yet, he didn't care, he didn't care that all his friends would take it weirdly. He didn't care about the age gap; he didn't care about all the things he should have cared about. She was 15 and he was 18 he was legal to do as he wanted and she was still held down by curfews and things average 15 year olds had.
He clenched his fists as he felt heat radiating through his body.
Madara
He wanted to punch something. He closed his eyes, and he saw her pale ivory skin her big green eyes shining, her slightly upturned nose, and her pink hair. He saw everything, everything he dreamt about if he slept, everything he secretly thought about when he didn't need to focus. He saw her and he was happy, he was content to an extent he'd never been before or hadn't been in a long time.
He remembered when he was younger, before Sasuke was born, and his mother would take him out, showing him flowers and birds and butterflies. The small things that make up fairytales, the happy endings that don't exist in reality, and he had been content. He had been happy experiencing nature with his mother, learning with his mother.
That was a long time ago, and that feeling of bliss was swimming through his body, along with the feeling of pure and utter disgust and rage. He wanted to punch his relative but he wanted to cradle the pink haired girl he spent way too long thinking about.
Itachi shouldn't want or crave something that was under normal circumstances wrong. The age gap, her parents, her feelings, his girlfriend, his friends and his parents were all problems or bumps along a road he wanted to walk. Under normal circumstances he would have put a barrier up and walked away, because weaknesses and addictions was not something Itachi allowed himself to have. But today wasn't normal and these weren't normal circumstances.
Itachi walked at a faster pace than usual, to the freshman dorms and asked the receptionist where Sakura Haruno was.
He was then informed she had been escorted out of the school for some family issue. Itachi thought about that, Sasori said she looked terrible, maybe someone had died. Itachi walked out of the dorm building and sat down on a bench, he didn't know why because they didn't spend much time together but he missed her. He missed knowing she was on the same ground that he was.
Itachi without knowing it was slowly allowing himself to develop a weakness.
Sakura' mother had been waiting for about a half hour before her daughter walked out the door, her arms were wrapped around her torso and her eyes were still wet from tears. Hugging her daughter closely she whispered soft nothings to soothe the girl.
The weren't well off but both of Sakura's parents loved her more than anyone could ask for, they were both supportive through everything and she truly appreciated them.
"I recommend keeping her at home for a while and I'd like to see her over the weekend to carry out the scheduled examination" the doctor smiled at the mother in a reassuring way and the mother smiled. Still hugging her daughter with one arm she made her way out of the building.
Sakura never thought she'd be glad to see her mother's old car, but the feeling of being at home washed over her as the car came into view. It had lost its shine, even though it was clean, from the weathering it had received over the years. The car was trustworthy and they never had problems with it.
Getting in and putting on her safety belt Sakura closed her eyes. The day had dragged on for her, most of it spent in that examination office. The soft worn leather behind her head felt like heaven and she was happy not to be in school.
The last time Sakura missed school was a long time ago, if you skip the time of the incident, she was very, very young. But if you don't skip the incident it was quite recently. Though the gap was in years Sakura still felt like it was recent. Trauma doesn't have a time limit, after certain time frame it doesn't suddenly disappear it builds and builds. Time doesn't heal all wounds and in Sakura's case her wounds were only getting bigger and bigger.
The drive home was silent and Sakura appreciated this, she knew that her mother knew not to bother her. The woman understood that Sakura had been talking for a long time now explaining herself and she was exhausted. She needed time to just sit in silence, Sakura kept her eyes closed for the whole journey- only opening them when the sound of the engine being switched off hit her ears.
Sakura stayed in her seat as did her mother, neither of them said anything but their eyes met. Her mother's pink hair was tied neatly upon her head in a bun; her sea blue eyes were full of worry as she stared at her only child. A child who had inherited her hair and her father's eyes, she smiled and touched her daughter's face. "It's going to get better, I promise"
Sakura's eyes watered as the whispered hit her; she felt an odd sensation, one she hadn't felt in a long time. And she believed her mom, out of all the things people had promised her this struck her as true. One day, somewhere, this would get better.
After a short embrace both women got out of the car and went inside the house. It was small but cozy and to Sakura it was home. When she was young it was a kingdom and when she got older it became her sanctuary. Each enjoyable-and horrifying memory she could recall had been based in this very house, carved into its walls.
Sakura went to her bedroom and smiled at the familiar sight, some of her stuff was gone, like her clothes because obviously when in boarding school you need these things. But other than that the room was practically the same. She sat on her bed and looked around the room taking in all of it again. She looked at the pink walls and felt a warm heat rise in the base of her stomach. This was the room she grew up in.
After school Ino had rushed to the dorm to check on Sakura to see if she was okay, only to find the room empty. No note, nothing, so like any worried roommate she went to the reception. Where she was told that Sakura had left the school due to urgent family business, Ino figured this was a lie.
Sakura looked bad but not in a grieving, mourning sort of way. She looked bad in an 'I broke up with someone I loved' way or something darker and deeper like 'My life is a disaster and no one can see it but me' way. Ino figured the family crap was a cover story which made her worry more.
If sakura had to leave the school and use a cover story it was obviously bad, which ruled out the boyfriend thing. Ino didn't know if the second one applied to Sakura but she figured it was something along those lines. Something that is as big of a deal as it, she hated the way she didn't know sakura better, the way she couldn't help because she didn't know.
She'd grown fond of the girl as had her clique and she really enjoyed her company in school and in the dorm. She missed Sakura and was worried about her; she was scared that something was terribly, terribly wrong.
Itachi hadn't gone back to school, for the rest of the day he drove around looking for something to occupy his attention. Nothing worked.
He didn't have the energy to go back to school he didn't want to face his friends and Akane he wanted to be alone. No, that was a lie; he wanted to be with Sakura. And that was why he wanted to occupy his attention because he didn't even know her. He knew nothing about her; they had hung out for academic purposes not for casual ones.
Hitting his hand against the steering wheel he exhaled through his nose, he was frustrated. She caused him so much frustration.
Akane had been sitting in her dorm room for hours now crying and crying. She was a good person she prayed, she helped others, she had a 4.0 and she gave to charity. But it wasn't enough it wasn't going to keep her relationship alive. She cried and cried alone as her heart slowly began to break; it knew as did she that soon enough he would snap it in half.
She loved him. Loved him she would always love him. He'd never know that though because she'd never tell him, it wouldn't save the relationship and she knew it. But she still wanted to believe it would. She didn't understand why suddenly his huge wall was between them, why he was so distant and different. She figured the obvious he'd met someone else and had been getting to know them now he probably liked them and wanted her gone. But that seemed too cruel to be Itachi he was raised better.
Akane sniffed and blew her nose then rested her head on her knees, which were pulled towards her chest. She hadn't cried this much over a guy before and it hurt, she still had more crying to do. She could feel his fingers between hers and she could hear his voice. She broke down into more tears as she thought about today.
His eyes didn't look like his own, they looked demented and he looked enraged he was clearly showing emotion and she had thought he was going to attack her. Shaking her head she closed her eyes, she had walked to her locker grabbed her bag and went to the nurse saying she didn't feel well. The nurse believed her and sent her to her room. Where Akane had been crying since, her heartbreak was awful and it throbbed with every sob she released. He hadn't even broken it yet so she could only imagine how bad she'd be then.
Akane sat against that wall the whole night crying, her roommate had knocked but Akane didn't answer and her roommate didn't bother her. She cried silently and alone in her room wallowing in something that was about to happen.
Sakura didn't spend too much time in her room because of the state of mind she was in. She went to the living room and sat down on the well worn couch cuddling into the arm. She listened as she heard her mother moving about in the kitchen. The sounds of pots and pans being used made Sakura feel at home.
She heard the front door open then close with the gentleness only her father had, she heard the greetings between her parents and then her father's footsteps as he walked out of the kitchen. His eyes landed on the small figure curled up on the couch and he smiled walking over to her.
"Hey" he kissed her on the forehead "You okay?"
She wanted to curl up against her father and listen to his voice the way she used to but she couldn't move she just nodded.
"I'm tired but I'm okay" he nodded at this then patted her on the head before walking out of the room to his bedroom to get changed.
Dinner was served and the family sat together to eat, Sakura was silent throughout the meal as her parents discussed different things. She ate her dinner but she didn't really taste it, she felt like someone had sucked all the energy out of her and left her with none.
Hiding her yawn she asked could she be excused they nodded and she left for bed, changing her clothes she examined her arm, she had cut herself more and her arm looked pretty hacked up, the marks were red and raw making it look like she butchered herself. Climbing into bed she curled up in a ball and closed her eyes. She waited for a long time before sleep took her.
Itachi had arrived back at school late and when he woke up he noticed he was fully clothed, getting up he rushed his shower and changed into his school uniform. He figured if Sakura was gone for family business she wouldn't be back until the end of the weekend, then Itachi realized something. Today was Saturday, no school, he looked down at his attire and sighed. What a brilliant way to start off the weekend.
Changing into normal clothes he walked to Akane's dorm room and knocked, her roommate opened the door and smiled briefly.
"I think she's still asleep, but you can go see if you want" her voice was low and she was dressed, Itachi knew she worked so he stepped out of her way as she left the dorm room.
Walking to her bedroom, Itachi took in the messy state of the room, the kitchen was messed up and there was clothes lying on the floor. Opening the door without knocking he found Akane sitting on the floor looking like she hadn't slept.
She turned and froze, there he was; she could smell him, fresh out of the shower and his usual emotionless face was in place. She looked at him then swallowed. She'd been crying all night so her voice was scratchy "I figured you'd come" the silent just not this soon hung between them as she stood up straightening her stiff back.
"Akane" he paused and looked at her, her eyes were puffy and she had dark circles underneath them. Her hair was messy and her make up was smudged and blotchy.
"I get it, you don't have to say it" her voice broke and she inhaled quickly before she began crying "It's just not fair! I thought everything was fine! You never tell anyone anything how was I s-s-supposed to fix i-it if you won't l-let me in?" she stammered as she cried and by the end of her sentence she was bent over sobbing.
"Akane" was all he said, he sounded fine like nothing had happened like he didn't even know her.
"WHY CAN'T YOU JUST PRETEND TO BE SAD OR PRETEND TO CARE?!, YOU'VE ALWAYS HELD ME AT ARMS LENGTH I WAS FOOLISH ENOUGH TO THINK THAT WOULD CHANGE!" she yelled at him before throwing a balled up shirt at him.
He easily sidestepped out of its way.
"Akane" his voice was more demanding now, she looked up at him meeting his black eyes "I'm sorry you're upset, but this isn't working. I apologize goodbye." He turned to leave but heard her whisper.
"What's her name? Tell me that atleast, please I need to know" Akane's eyes, when he turned to look at her, were glassy with unshed tears as she barely held herself together.
"I don't know what you mean" he said before closing the door behind him and leaving the heartbroken senior all alone.
Sakura woke up to the familiar sounds of a household on the weekend; there was the turning of the pages of a newspaper, the noise of food being prepared in the kitchen, the chirping of birds, the sounds of children laughing and running around.
Sakura lay in her bed just listening; each sound brought with it a wave of reassurance. Something she hadn't felt in a long time, the rape had been difficult she had been so young. Her virginity was gone and it wasn't even gone by her choice someone had stolen it from her before she could really appreciate it.
Closing her eyes she blocked out those thoughts, she'd never get away if she kept thinking about it. The rape was over but the aftermath was still very real, each hour of everyday she felt some sort of effect. She wanted to enjoy her weekend at home with her parents before she went back to boarding school.
Getting out of bed and pulling on a hoodie Sakura sighed, she could see herself in the mirror and she didn't look good. Her hair was tousled from sleeping, her eyes were small and puffy from crying so much yesterday, she looked like someone who had the flu.
Sakura walked into the small kitchen and saw her mother cooking something that smelled delicious. She looked at the table where she could see her father reading the newspaper.
"Hey honey did you sleep okay?" Her mother handed her a plate and patted her gently on the back. Sakura just nodded and sat down opposite her father.
Her father folded up the paper and looked at her, his gaze was observant and she felt like he seeing more than just physical things. She looked into his green eyes, the exact same shade as her own and found comfort there. The lines around the edges that came from the smiling he had done over the years made her want to smile. Her father was a gentle man.
A gentle man, who couldn't protect us.
The voice was like a whisper, a whisper that chilled her to the bones; staring at her food Sakura winced she loved her dad but the voice was right. He hadn't been able to stop him.
Her father noticing that something was wrong got up and rubbed her back affectionately.
"It's okay, it's all over" Sakura held back the sigh as the lies registered in her mind.
So many lies, so little time.
Sakura hated herself for having that voice, that horrible cruel voice that told her the truth. She smiled at her father and nodded, she could see the relief in his eyes. He wasn't as good at handling it as her mother was so she let him believe his comforting had worked. He got up and went off to do something.
"Here's your pill honey, now eat up before it gets cold" her mother smiled as Sakura took her pill and began eating.
Sakura ate her breakfast and smiled to herself she missed her mother's cooking, nothing in the world could rival it. Her mother just made simple dishes delicious and Sakura was thankful for it.
"You're going to see Doctor Kobayashi at 1pm today so be ready" Sakura nodded and then her mother left her alone to eat. Sakura took out her phone and saw a bunch of messages; she then recalled giving her phone number to Ino.
New Text Message
From: Ino Y
Sakura are you okay? They said something about a family 'issue' but I figured maybe something else is up. Please text back!
New Text Message
From: Ino Y
Are you okay?! I didn't hear anything and now I'm worried please just tell me you're okay, I'm sorry if my guessing was wrong and I hurt your feelings!
New Text Message
From: Ino Y
You will be coming back to school right?
New Text Message
From: Ino Y
I'll leave you alone now if you need anything just text.
New Text Message
From: Hinata
Ino said you were sick and had to leave the school, I hope you get better soon.
Sakura smiled at Ino's worry and at the sweetness of Hinata's text.
Create Message
To:Ino
Hey, I'm okay, you didn't upset me. I'll be back Monday sorry I only checked my phone now.
Create Message
To: Hinata
Thanks Hinata, hope your well. I'll see you Monday
Akane sat there in denial at first, even though she had been expecting the break up she didn't want to admit that it was true. She stopped crying and began telling herself she dreamt it but it was all too real.
Denial turned into anger.
She wanted to beat him up and make him cry, make him show her some form of emotion but she knew that would be useless. And her anger wasn't really directed at him it was directed at her. Whoever she was, she knew there was someone else and all it would take was a process of elimination to determine the bitch. Then she'd get even; make that girl taste what she was going through. If Itachi liked her enough she'd probably get a reaction out of him too. Hit two birds with the one stone and all that.
She didn't care if the girl was nice or didn't realise the pain she was going through over that man she would make her pay. For ruining her relationship, her future, she would make the little bitch pay. In blood, sweat and tears.
Akane's usually pretty face turned grim with revenge and hatred, her big brown eyes narrowed and darkened. She looked like a crazy witch princess with her thick brown curls sticking out and covering certain parts of her face. She laughed as she planned out what she was going to do.
Deidara had been distressed all Friday afternoon and night. The second he woke up of Saturday he made his way to his sister's dorm room. He knocked on the door and waited for her to open up; she came out in her pyjamas with her hair loose.
"Deidara? Uh what's up? Is everything okay?" she looked around before offering him to come in. He stepped into the dorm and sat down at the kitchen table. She sat opposite and waited for him to speak, he just looked at her.
"Okay dude you're freaking me out what's bugging you?" she looked at him her blue eyes staring into the mirror image that were his own.
"Ino I want you to be careful-" He looked at her while speaking but she interrupted.
"Yeah, yeah I know we have a reputation to keep up and all that" she smiled and waved her hand in a carless way.
"No not that, I want you to be careful, watch you back, don't talk to people you don't know" his eyes were moving quickly over her, taking in her petite form. His baby sister the one he got to pick on, he would rather stand infront of a car than let harm come her way, especially by the hands of that man.
"Huh whatcha mean?" she looked at him now in a serious manner realizing her wasn't kidding. She pushed a couple of blonde hairs out of her eyes so she could see him clearly.
"Madara is back and I want you to be careful, if anything happens tell me, keep your phone charged and on you at all times." The instructions he was giving her weren't exactly new these were things she did anyways. But she was too shell shocked to say this.
Madara was back. That was bad news.
"Okay" she whispered as she narrowed her eyes.
He nodded then stood slowly saying goodbye and left. Ino sat at the kitchen table for a long time just mulling over that piece of information. There were too many loose ends, she felt like she could connect things but she just didn't know how.
Sakura sat in a different chair than normal, but then again she was in a different room than normal. This room resembled the rooms GP's worked in, it was clean like all the other rooms but it wasn't used for just talking or mental examination it was used for physical and mental.
She was sitting opposite a desk and the doctor had her file place neatly in the centre of said desk. Its contents bulged in the folder and Sakura swallowed, her medical history was, big to say the least.
The doctor had been typing on the computer in silence for a while now and Sakura was bored she began drumming her fingers lightly on the desk trying to pass the time.
"I'll be with you in just a moment Sakura" the doctor continued typing but glanced at the girl and smiled.
Sakura nodded and waited, she knew that no matter what she said the dosage would be increased. That's how it was.
The doctor turned in her seat and was facing Sakura head on. "How are you feeling since yesterday?" Sakura gave a brief smile but didn't say anything. Being her physiatrist and knowing she took this as good and bad. The lack of speech wasn't Sakura's normal behavior but the smile was a good thing.
"Now considering the episode that took place in your school I'm wondering does this medication have to be increased" Sakura sighed and just waited.
"You disagree I take it?" The doctor looked at Sakura who just shrugged. "You're the doctor" she muttered.
Smiling she nodded "That I am, but you are the patient and I need to do what is best for you."
Sakura nodded accepting this piece of information, "Tell me what you think Sakura" the doctor asked, Sakura wanted to not have to take them at all but that wouldn't happen. "I don't want to take more" she stated and locked eyes with the doctor.
The doctor nodded at this and laced her fingers together "I know but Sakura as I have stated before depression changes daily. The medication is administered for type and strength of depression you have at the examination time. The next day you could be worse and need more so these updates and check-ups are necessary. Because of the episode you just had I'm worried about you mental state. You're depression isn't visible yet but I'm sure underneath all this, it's there eating away at you. You've just got a scholarship to one of the best schools in the country I'm sure you don't want depression holding you back."
Sakura nodded, the doctor was right, the depression affected her in many different ways and those tablets conquered it. They allowed her to lead a normal life. "Okay" the doctor nodded and smiled.
"Tell me symptoms you've been experiencing lately" the doctor grabbed her pen and began writing as soon as Sakura spoke. She didn't mention the cutting but she mentioned the voice and the doctor didn't look pleased. After recording what she said, the doctor glanced over the list and nodded.
"You definitely need your dosage increased, if only to allow you to live normally. Your depression on the medical scale of 1-10 used to be in the 5 6's which would be not mild but not too unmanageable. I'm afraid to say you are now in the 8 9's which is severe clinical depression."
Sakura took this in and sighed, why was it everytime she tried to fix something it went and broke itself all over again.
"Drug me up then Doc" she laughed bitterly at herself and the doctor frowned.
"This doesn't seem to be getting better, I'm going to see if I can change the medication and then we'll work with the dosage." Sakura nodded.
By the time she walked out of the office she had been taken off her old medication and put on a new one which was apparently used for 'severe' depression sufferers, she was told to take two of these (Pills) together daily. She was to expect drowsiness at first but that would soon subside. And if it didn't work she was to contact the doctor immediately.
Itachi didn't feel bad about breaking up with Akane, because he didn't regret the decision. He trusted himself and his judgment and it didn't take a genius to figure out that relationship wasn't working. Maybe it was his fault but either way it had been going nowhere fast.
He hoped he hadn't upset her too much and that she would continue with life as normal. He had been raised to respect women to avoid hurting them at all costs. This was his mother's doing but his fathers teachings differed hugely to these morals. His father told him it was necessary to hurt people to achieve things, something's you had to be selfish, never create a weakness, never allow yourself to indulge and never become addicted.
His whole childhood consisted of contrasts between his parents his mother would tell him one thing and his father another. So at a very young age Itachi learnt the art of lying to pretend to please different people. He was a skilled liar and you wouldn't think twice if he lied to you. He was so smooth and calm that people didn't notice it.
Forgetting Akane he got on with it, because he had broken up with her for a reason and that reason still stood. When she returned he planned on getting to know her a lot better, walking into the board room he sat down and looked at Kisame who for once was sober.
"Itachi" he greeted as he flicked absentmindedly through the pages of some glossy magazine.
Itachi didn't bother responding, when Tobi walked in though, he almost winced almost.
"ITACHI-SENPAI! Tobi made cookies!" Tobi produced a bowl full of freshly made cookies, Itachi being logical wondered where he had produced the bowl from and where he'd been hiding it all this time.
"WE AREN'T IN FUCKING JAPAN YOU FUCKING MORON!" Hidan walked by Tobi muttering to Jashin to give him patience.
Itachi felt the need to sigh but held it in, he wanted to be alone and sadly he had to spend the beginning of Saturday with these people.
Sasori walked in looking, bored, he was closely followed by Deidara, and the two were bickering among themselves about certain artists and art work.
"DEIDARA-SENPAI!" Tobi flung himself at the blonde who hadn't been expecting it and fell to the ground with the impact.
"TOBIIIIIIIIIIII!" Deidara yelled as the one eyed junior just grinned down at him "Tobi made cookies"
Sasori pulled Tobi of Deidara and helped him up looking rather amused. "Tobi why did you do that?" Sasori asked his cold voice taking on a questioning tone.
Tobi looked startled; Sasori never addressed him full on like that, "Er, well, um Tobi loves Deidara-senpai!" Deidara looked like someone had punched him in the stomach.
Sasori just nodded and sat down. When Zetsu walked in Tobi hid behind Deidara, who just rolled his eyes.
"We need to discuss homecoming" Zetsu stated as he sat down. All men at the table groaned save Itachi who never did such things and Tobi because he wasn't a man.
"Why do we have to fucking plan the shitty dance? Why can't we get some fucking obsessed girls to fucking do it?" Hidan stood up and looked Zetsu in the eye.
Zetsu just motioned for Hidan to sit back down, after awhile he obeyed. "We will but we have to do the physical organizing set a date, order in the material needed."
Everyone groaned again save the usual people for the usual reasons.
"This is not how I imagined I'd spend my Saturday morning," Sasori grumbled.
Sakura felt drowsy as she sat into the kitchen chair, the drive home had increased her sleepiness. The pills worked fast. Her other pills hadn't ever worked this fast and Sakura found some comfort in that.
Each minute was easier on her and she felt the control she'd been seeking to be lying in her own two hands. She was ready to go back to school.
The doctor explained to her mother Sakura would need a day to become accustomed to the pills since they were so strong. So going back to school today was out of the question but tomorrow was a new day and for once Sakura was looking forward to what it would bring.
The only thing Sakura hadn't noticed was the way her doctor had been acting strangely, like she was hiding something from her; or someone.
Ino had been sitting at the table for hours trying to put together the pieces of information she had stashed away in her mind. She was expecting, like in a movie, for her to see flashbacks and then suddenly be able to put them together. Forming some pattern or clue, but she got nothing; she didn't even get an idea never mind an actual pattern.
Something was off, she could feel it; her gut was telling her that. And that made matters worse she felt like she had all the right tools but couldn't piece together what she needed.
Sighing she gave up and hoped desperately that it would come to her, getting up and walking to her room she tried to ignore the horrible sensation building in the pit of her stomach.
The day flew by for Sakura because she spent most of it sleeping lightly the way one does when medicated. Hours would pass her by as she slept on the couch, sometimes for only minutes and others for longer but each time she closed her eyes time escaped her.
When she woke up again, she looked around to see the room had become darker, day had drawn to an end and night was here. She was glad that meant going back to school tomorrow, back to where she had wanted to go for so long. Sakura sat there and for the first time in a long time she smiled; she smiled and she meant it.
The day flew by for Sakura because her mind wasn't clouded anymore; well not that she could see. Her mind would always be clouded but right now it wasn't affecting her. While lying in her bed thinking back on the day she curled onto her side and realized something. She knew she'd seen those brown eyes somewhere, they were the exact same as the eyes Itachi's girlfriend had. Sakura swallowed at this, what if she was somehow related to her physiatrist.
Trying to keep calm and not ruin her good day Sakura pushed that out of her mind, she was focusing so intently on trying not to think about it she didn't hear the sound of a car starting up and driving away.
"You have to tell me everything you know!" she screamed in his face for about the fifth time. He had paled considerably since the encounter; she was gripping onto his shoulders and slightly shaking him as she stared into his eyes. In his eyes, she looked demented, her hair wasn't brushed and dark bags were under her puffy eyes.
"I swear to fucking God Akane that's all I know! I didn't even know he wasn't hanging out with another girl until you mentioned it!" Raising his hands in a surrendering gesture he held back a sigh as she let go.
"Someone has to know something" she muttered to herself as she crossed her arm, this morning in her dorm room she figured this was the best idea ever. It turned out she was wrong.
Her plan was made up of asking people (forcing them to tell her) anything they had seen or heard about Itachi and girls he was hanging out with. It was proving to be difficult because A) girls followed him like the plague and B) he was so inconspicuous people barely knew anything.
She wanted to find that girl so she could settle the score, but if nobody knew anything and Itachi wouldn't spill she had no lead. She couldn't just guess and hope for the best either, and that's when she saw him. Oh god did she hate but he'd know, he'd know for sure. Smiling she walked over to him.
"Whatever you want, forget it" his tone was bland and uninterested, he didn't even look up from skipping songs on his iPod.
"Sasori I need a favor," she didn't bother with addressing his statement.
"Why would I ever even consider helping you?" he looked up, his amber eyes steely. He didn't look slightly impressed.
"Because I know you want to get back to your dorm after spending all Saturday planning a homecoming" Akane had positioned herself in front of the exit.
"There are more than one exits in the school Akane" he spoke slowly as if addressing a child.
"Yes, but knowing you, you won't want to waste time by using them since they are considerably far away." She smiled as his right eye slightly twitched.
"What do you want? And make it fast" Sasori wasn't known for being patient and today was no exception. He pulled out his earpiece and waited.
"I need to find out a bit of information and I believe you'll know exactly what I'm looking for." Her smile was cold and heartless; Sasori internally wondered what the hell had happened to her. She looked dreadful and almost scary, insane probably being a more appropriate word.
"And what would that be?" Sasori already didn't like where this was going, if she needed information from him it was either on something utterly important or to do with the board.
"Do you know if Itachi's been hanging out with another girl?" She blurted it out and her eyes stared into his. He almost took a step back, but then composed himself.
This girl has lost her marbles. He thought to himself before he smiled cruelly at her.
"Why would you need to know- wait a minute, if you want to know that, that means Itachi dumped you." She narrowed her eyes and he smirked "Itachi dumped you"
"Shut up" she hissed at him and he laughed.
"Why would I even bother telling you something like that? You're pathetic." He walked by her (Since she had moved closer) and pushed open the door to leave.
Akane grabbed the back of his shirt and held him there.
"If you don't tell me, you'll live to regret it" She whispered and waited, begging something in the heavens above her to make him slip up it was her only chance.
"What is a pathetic little person like you going to do?" He laughed; she waited begging someone, anyone for the slip up. "And even if you could why would I tell you about Sakura?" He cut himself short and then swore. Smiling she opened her eyes and looked above at the ceiling 'thank you' she said silently before letting him go.
"Thank you Sasori you have been so helpful," She smiled and began walking away "Sakura, what an interesting name"
Sasori marched after her.
"If you do anything fucking nuts I'll-" he paused trying to think.
"Oh wait do you like her too? Are you afraid I'll hurt her feelings and turn her off all the board members?"
"I do not like her" he hissed quickly, too quickly. "But if you do you can be assured Itachi will find you and do something."
She just grinned "Oh now Itachi is the one doing the action I thought it was you," he gritted his teeth at her. "You're a fucking crazy bitch you know that, right?"
"And proud" she added before walking away laughing to herself.
Sasori walked in the direction of his dorm cursing mentally at himself.
If he didn't tell Itachi, Itachi couldn't hurt him. But if he didn't tell him most likely something would happen to Sakura. Which was more important his ass or hers? Sasori couldn't believe he didn't know the answer automatically; he was his most important person. Why was he worrying about her well being that was for her to do.
He also then took the risk of not telling Itachi and Itachi finding out through Akane in which case he'd be murdered.
All options seemed bad, for him at least.
A/N: DUN DUN DUNNNNNNN, and there we have it. So now you all know about Sakura and her 'crazies' or as medical people call it 'mental health issues'. Things will start to brighten up (Slightly) but obviously (As seen clearly from the last piece of writing) drama is coming, but its normal high school stuff.
The dark deep crap isn't going away we'll see some more of that again (Who knows when) but now we'll be seeing some more typical high school stuff and of course some Ita/Sak moments! Since she'll be back in school and all that.
One last thing:
WOOOOO ITACHI AND AKANE BROKE UP I THOUGHT THEY'D NEVER END!
Hope you enjoyed R&R Please and hopefully the next one will be out soon!