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!WARNING!
The following is going to be a graphic story. This means it will contain adult themes, situations and, yes, language. If you do not like that kind of stuff, feel free not to read it. Please, do not complain after I have warned about such a thing. You have been warned!
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Blind Ecstasy
Chapter One
This had to be it.
The large metal door fell to pieces as it crumbled to the ground.
Sasuke did not bother to wait for it to completely fall before he sheathed his sword and tore through to the other side. He was in too much of a hurry, driven with a purpose. The Uchiha had come to this place to find something, and he was not about to leave without doing so.
Behind him, he could hear the voice of his sharp-toothed companion. "Whoa there, Sasuke," Suigetsu cautioned, following closely behind. "Maybe you could wait just a moment."
The former Mist Ninja's steps were only slowed by the large sword over his shoulder, and their third companion. The orange-haired giant was careful as he stepped over the rubble. Juugo said nothing, simply trying to keep up the pace without damaging anything.
Sasuke did not reply. He hardly heard his companions as he scanned the walls with his bloodline's limit clearly seen in his eyes. Blood red and circled with three tomoe, they looked everywhere.
As he quickly stalked through the halls, it did not take him long to come across another person. The crimson-haired kunoichi was completely startled to see the Uchiha headed her way. She made a sound of terror as she instantly dropped the items she was holding before frantically looking for an exit. It did not stop Sasuke from swiftly cornering her.
Before Karin could get away, she found herself against the wall with a sharp blade against her neck. Eyes closed and trembling, she finally spoke. "What do you want!" she squeaked in fear.
"Where … is … she!" Sasuke bit out as he felt fire forming from the lowest part of his center. He practically bit it out he was so furious.
Still pathetically shaking, Karin slowly lifted a finger before muttering, "Third door on the right!" she exclaimed.
Sasuke quickly turned away and headed down the hall where she had instructed. Karin fell to the floor grasping her neck exasperantly. "Juugo!" The taller shinobi perked up at his name. "Bring her!"
Before Karin could catch her breath, she was hoisted up over Juugo's shoulder. She instantly looked unpleased and mortified at the same time. With a pout, she simply crossed her arms.
As Juugo started following Sasuke, Suigetsu fell behind him to look the kunoichi in the eye. He shook his head and sighed deeply. "That's what you get for crossing him," he told her matter-of-factly.
Karin snarled. "Shut up, fish-brain!"
Suigetsu smiled deviously. "That's not what you said the other night …" he mocked. The redhead only blushed as deep as her hair.
By the time the three of them had gotten to the indicated door, it was already pieces on the floor. Inside the room was the Uchiha heir.
He was standing still in the center of the room, staring at the room's contents.
The machine's tubes and wires completely lined the walls, ceiling and coiled over the floor. The room's focus was a large, cylindrical tank of water. The windowless room was only lit by the faint light emitting from the tank itself.
It illuminated the hauntingly still figure floating inside.
Sasuke went up and pressed his hand up against the cold glass, wiping away the layer of condensation. His eyes softened.
He finally found her.
"Sakura," he whispered.
Several weeks earlier …
"Tell me Sasuke, what do you know of the Hisui clan?" Orochimaru asked.
There was something off.
That was obvious even before Sasuke walked in the door.
Sasuke realized there was something up once he noticed the tense posture held by Kabuto. The medical ninja's movements were stiff and there was an unfading frown in his eyes. He would never show a frown with his lips, as even with his emotions getting the better of him, Kabuto would not allow Sasuke to see him in such a state.
But the frown was odd.
Sasuke expected no love from the light-haired shinobi; the pair never hid their distaste for one another. However, Kabuto usually had an all-knowing smirk on his face when they were around one another. This was primarily to throw Sasuke off (although it never succeeded), and lastly to show his genuine enjoyment of getting to experiment on the Uchiha.
Kabuto did not even care that he was obviously displaying such an emotion in front of Sasuke. That meant there was something affecting him—and probably something having to do with the reason he was summoned to see Orochimaru.
What confirmed Sasuke's suspicions was when he entered the room, there was another figure sitting besides his mentor.
The main laboratory was as dark and morbid as usual. Lights were all but nonexistant and each corner faded into shadows. The only places light was maintained was from the flames lit underneath the various chemical beakers and vials sitting on tables to the side. The small amount of light shimmering down onto his master's chair only added the right amount of drama to Orochimaru's menacing presence.
But there was something else different about the space—rather, someone.
A figure was cloaked in shadow right next to Orochimaru's makeshift throne.
Even with his Sharingan, Sasuke could not identify the figure. But he could see from its outline that it was human, or in the very least humanoid. Knowing Orochimaru, either explanation was a possibility. As Sasuke did not sense any kind of abnormal chakra coming from the figure, Sasuke decided that it was a human.
The identity of the person was another mystery.
From the shadow he cast, this person was wearing a baggy, large-hooded cloak. His hands were gloved, carefully extracting blood from the bared arm of the Sannin sitting in the light. Said hands were rather small, and his form seemed shorter.
But all this information was just what Sasuke received after a quick glance. He did not want his gaze to linger too long, for various reasons. Firstly, the person that wanted to take over his body was sitting right in front of him. Orochimaru was preoccupied, but that meant nothing. Secondly, Orochimaru had given him a question.
Ah yes, the Hisui clan. What did he know about them again?
Before Sasuke could answer, the fuming Kabuto was dismissed. Sasuke saw him glare daggers at the figure sitting besides the Sannin before slamming the door closed behind him. Well, that answered the question of Kabuto's irritation.
It was obviously this new figure.
Sasuke did not linger on the idea too long, as he had the question to occupy his thoughts. Too often, Orochimaru said things to test him, and other times it was to taunt. Then there were the occasions his teacher was just being dramatic—he did like hearing himself speak. Sasuke only had a few seconds to distinguish which of these things he was doing all awhile searching his brain for an answer to the question.
What did he know about the Hisui clan again?
"They are a very old clan," Sasuke finally answered in his typical monotonous voice. "Powerful, but very secretive. Very few know their true abilities. And so few of them are left, most think they are extinct."
Orochimaru smiled, the typical cross between admiration and sadistic pleasure. "Very good," he commended. He looked to the figure next to him. "I do believe that is what was fed to most populations?"
The figure took the vial of blood just drawn and held it to the light for inspection. After placing it in a case on the table next to him, the unidentified person simply nodded once. However, when he did, Sasuke could have sworn he heard the jingling of metal.
After putting Orochimaru's sleeve put back in place, turned to mix several different vials sitting at the table.
"Not many ninja know of their existence," Orochimaru started. He clasped his hands together in front of him, touching fingertip to fingertip. "I, however, gained a lot of knowledge of the clan back when I was still in Konoha. Would you like to hear what I found?"
Sasuke did not even attempt to answer; Orochimaru was going to continue anyway.
And he did, "The clan had a most appealing kekkei genkai," Orochimaru only paused to chuckle. "I have recently discovered a member of the Hisui clan that I would like to … study."
What Orochimaru meant by study was that he wanted to steal the clan's secrets for his own perverse reasons.
Maybe that was the reason he had been summoned. "Did you want me to retrieve him?" Sasuke asked. Surely the exercise would improve his skills if this person was formidable, even if he did not like the idea of being Orochimaru's errand boy.
"Always so eager to prove yourself," Orochimaru chuckled. "What is your hurry? You don't even know what the Hisui clan are capable of."
"So then tell me," Sasuke replied. It was almost a command.
The Sannin simply smirked. "The Hisui clan's kekkei genkai is the ultimate kekkei genkai," the Sannin started. "Because it is every other kekkei genkai."
That … was interesting.
What did he mean by that? The Sharingan could copy normal jutsu, but never a kekkei genkai. One had to have a certain lineage to have such an ability. That was the entire point of a kekkei genkai. What Orochimaru spoke of was confusing. How was one supposed have all the others?
"The Hisui clan also possesses a dōjutsu called the Tamagan," Orochimaru finally revealed.
Sasuke tensed.
A dōjutsu? There were only three known dōjutsu in existence. First, there was the obvious Sharingan, and secondly there was the Byakugan. The third, the Rinnegan, was known but also thought to be just a legend. Was that the one Orochimaru was speaking of? Or was he speaking of another?
"A dōjutsu?" Sasuke echoed suspiciously. He gave off a skeptical tone to throw off his master. In reality, he really wanted to know about it. He left it to his teacher's narcissism to help his curiosity.
"Oh yes," Orochimaru answered joyously. "And a very interesting dōjutsu as well. Tamagan is known as the "Jeweled Eye" because their members have particular eye colors without activating their dōjutsu. Their eyes resemble gemstones."
"Jade?" Sasuke tried, going for the direct translation of the Hisui name.
"Precisely," the Sannin agreed. "A bright and beautiful, fair green."
Light green?
For a second, Sasuke saw an image of his past flash through his mind's eye but he quickly suppressed it. What he was thinking about could not possibly be related.
"So why did you call for me, if you don't want me to get him?"
"Him?" Orochimaru echoed. "All of the current the members of the Hisui clan are female."
"Her, then," Sasuke corrected himself, growing agitated. "Why am I here?"
Orochimaru made a 'tsk' noise and shook his head. "How do you think the Hisui clan can own all other kekkei genkai, Sasuke?"
Possessing a kekkei genkai meant a person needed a certain lineage. If the Hisui clan possessed all of them, did that mean they possessed all those lineages?
"Their kekkei genkai is one that adapts," Sasuke finally muttered, realizing the answer at the same time. "With each new generation, it acquires new genetics and hence more kekkei genkai."
This time, his mentor's smirk was wide. "Precisely," he agreed. "The Hisui clan is all female, because their clan has been bred to produce the perfect companions for all other ninja. They have a certain … animal magnetism. A woman from the Hisui clan is not only the ultimate lover, but the strongest mother."
What did this have to do with anything? Had Orochimaru found a woman for himself? Funny, Sasuke never really thought Orochimaru desired anything but power.
"But the greatest reason that their numbers are so scarce, is because Hisui women have another, very fascinating power," Orochimaru explained. "When she takes a husband, her husband's strength and chakra practically skyrocket."
"Why is that?" Sasuke asked. Power just from marrying someone? How was that possible?
The Sannin let out an exaggerated sigh. "Oh, dear Sasuke, all this time training has made you so naïve," he laughed. "Let me be more specific; when a Hisui woman f*cks a man, he gains tremendous power."
Sasuke did not reply to that. What could he say? That was precisely the last thing Sasuke would have thought to come out of his mentor's mouth. It sounded preposterous. How was that even a possibility? It sounded too good to be true. Then again, if it was true, it explained why the clan was so secretive and scarce.
Sleeping with a woman to gain power? Well, Orochimaru had done less moral things. Knowing many lowly ninja, they would not even pause to consider it if it meant more power. And secondly, it meant sex with a tremendously beautiful woman.
Some ninja would just do it for the woman, the scoundrels. Sasuke did not think much about women, but he knew that no real shinobi—no man—needed to force a woman into such a thing. Real men were powerful enough to get the women to come to them. He would know; he had enough of them annoying him all his life.
Sasuke refrained from rolling his eyes. None of this answered his question.
"Why am I here?" Sasuke repeated, not bothering to hide the hint of annoyance in his voice.
Instead of answering, Orochimaru simply looked at the figure sitting next to him. Sasuke had nearly forgotten this person. "Go ahead, little flower," the Sannin encouraged. "Why don't you say hello to your old friend?"
That made Sasuke pause.
Old friend?
The form stood with one swift motion. Sasuke heard the jingling of metal again. This person turned around and stepped into the light, pulling the hood down.
What came tumbling out of the hood were two long, braided tails of hair, one on either side of this person's head. And as soon as Sasuke saw this person's face, he realized that it was a she.
The second Sasuke saw her face, he felt something foreign stir within his body. It was almost as if he had begun rigorous training, because his pulse instantly sped up. He could hear it pumping in his ears. A strong, hypnotizing fragrance suddenly found its way to his nostrils. Was that flowers?
She had to be the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on.
Sasuke did not rank women much. He was much too preoccupied to even care. But he knew what was beautiful. Her skin was fair and flawless like a porcelain doll. Her face round and heart-shaped. She possessed a petite nose, button-like and perfectly even. Her full lips were the darkest shade he had ever seen. She had incredibly long, dark curly lashes that framed her large, penetrating eyes.
But that was not what made him stiffen.
There was a black diamond shape mark in the center of her forehead, almost like a tattoo. Her lovely eyes were the most startling shade of light green, jade green. And her long, silky smooth hair was the color of cherry blossoms; a light pink.
Sakura. Haruno … Sakura.
Sasuke could do nothing but stare at the beautiful creature he had once called his teammate. She did nothing but stare back at him with an equally blank expression. The look in her eyes was hollow and haunting, like she was just a doll.
Sasuke found absolutely nothing to say. All he could do was think to himself; was this really Sakura?
"Quite lovely, isn't she?" Orochimaru finally broke through the silence.
Sasuke did not say anything. He was staring at Sakura's face. Part of him was hoping she would give him an answer to his questions. What was she doing here? How was she a member of the Hisui clan? And was she really Sakura?
"She's really something, isn't she?" At his silence, Orochimaru stood up and came up next to Sakura. He came up and took her chin in his hand, turning her head from side to side. All Sasuke could see were more angles of her lovely face. "So much like her own mentor. Doesn't your blood just boil by looking at her?"
The Uchiha heir could not deny that something was happening to him that he had never experienced before. He did not know if it was good or bad, but he knew it was foreign. He did not like it; it was something that he did not tell his body to do. That meant he was not in control, and he hated that sensation.
After letting go of Sakura's face, she simply looked forward once again. It was like nothing fazed her in the slightest. She was quiet, motionless and looked completely different.
Was this really Sakura?
"I'm so glad you remember your dear teammate," Orochimaru continued. He placed his arms behind him and began to circle Sasuke. He came up behind him and placed his arms on the Uchiha's shoulders. "It makes things so less complicated."
Sasuke did not bother craning his neck around, but turned his gaze toward the Sannin. "And why is that?" he asked.
Orochimaru lowered his face next to his before answering. His laughter felt like the flickering of a snake's tongue against his ear. "Because, Sasuke, our dear little flower Sakura is my gift to you."
Sasuke felt his eyes widen unconsciously.
"Feel free to do anything you'd like to her … and I do mean, anything."
To be continued ...
I used the asterisk with Orochimaru's words here because I do not feel comfortable using that particular word. Feel free to think of whatever you want for "f*ck".