Experimental Value
Summary: There is more than what meets the eye behind those silver bangs and the sinister gleam of his glasses. Maybe that's why she fell for him. [KabutoxSakura]
Disclaimer: -sighs- Why do they ask? Why do they always have to ask the question when they already know the answer?
"Might I too was blindfoldéd ere,
'The quality of mercy and absolution,
Tho' years have master'd me
Whence cometh such qualities?
A masque of this to fashion:
Build thyself a mirror in which
Seer blest, thou best philosopher!'
Solely wanton images of thy desire appear."
-And When He Falleth, Theatre of Tragedy
#40- Heart
During the battle of doppelgangers Sasuke had let his guard down momentarily when activating his Sharingan, entailing into an interim paralysis. Affright rushed through her heart as she witnessed the kunai sailing towards the feeble Sasuke…its deadly point rushing to meet Sasuke's chest…only to graze Kabuto's bicep. Sakura may have called out Sasuke's name but deep down her heart wasn't fully in it. Inside, she was really enunciating Kabuto's name, for he was the one who once again risked his live to save them.
…And she was extremely grateful for him because of that.
#39- Scarlet
At first glance, she thought it was just a trick of the light, a sheer phantasmal figment of her weary, stressed out mind. Yet she took a second glance and scrutinized the fallen figure of Kabuto closer. As her eyes passed the scratch across his cheek and along the side of her nose, looking past the trickling scarlet droplets, her gaze locked onto the very spectacle that seized her attention in the first place.
It was his eyes. They were turning into a menacing shade of scarlet.
#38- Jealous
"Naruto was outstanding today. Wasn't he, Sasuke?"
Sasuke grunted, but nodded earnestly.
"So was Kabuto, he was making all those amazing saves. I wish I could have seen him fight offensively, though." She glanced at her raven-haired teammate. "We were sure lucky having him on our side, ne, Sasuke-kun?"
This time Sasuke shot a glare at her, his onyx eyes narrowing suspiciously at the mere mentioning of the silver pony-tailed ninja. Frowning, Sakura pondered why Sasuke became all glacial and sensitive towards her admiration for Kabuto, she was only complimenting on his split-second stunts that saved their hides. When he remained silent for the remainder of the trip, Sakura's brain whirled with viable theories to Sasuke's obscure behavior. One particular hypothesis partially sent her twirling giddily and left her partially perplexed by all means.
Could, perhaps, the mighty Uchiha Sasuke be jealous?
#37- Farewell
It saddened her to watch Kabuto go, to bid him farewell. She had grown use to his company and it was almost like he was addition to their team, an extra member. He filled in the gaps in their squad that none of them could compensate, like experience for instance. Keeping the memories in mind Sakura waved her arm in a farewell gesture, never realizing how soon their paths would cross again some day.
#36- Lies
She realized she was being irrational, comprehended how reckless and foolish she was behaving. Here she was, sneaking around Orochimaru's private lair, searching relentlessly for Sasuke. Sasuke...he has to be alive!
Then her whole plan went straight to Hell when Kabuto exposed her, and then taunted her about her primitive weakness and liability to everyone. Sakura retained her composure through all his derisions, inwardly chanting she was weak no longer, that she was different now. However, when the silver-haired medic opened his mouth and began uttering more of his sweet honeyed words, his hideous lies Sakura wondered if it wasn't Kabuto's combative skills she has to worry about but his razor-sharp, noxious oratory instead.
#35- Fury
It was years later when Sakura saw him again. This time, he wasn't on their side. He was the enemy'sside, collaborating with them and healing them if they received a grievous wound. Sakura could not apprehend why, but for some strange reason absolute fury took root inside of her when she noticed the tiny musical note on his hitai instead of a swirling leaf. She hadn't been that close to him so why was she behaving like he had inflicted a serious injury onto her mortal self?
#34- Ready
"Who would have thought that the weak link of Team Seven would grow up to be such an excellent kuniochi?" Kabuto commented wryly to her, his eyes glinting with mirth. Sakura glowered at the silver-haired medic before, Inner Sakura spewing raging retorts and obscenities that would cause Kabuto's ears to bleed from the overwhelming profanity. Tugging her gloves so they fit more snuggly around her hands, Sakura enclosed her fingers into a tight fist while Kabuto conjured up his chakra scalpels.
"Are you ready, Sakura-san?" he asked suavely, a hint of smirk on his visage.
Her reply was a shower of exploding and cascading rocks and earthy debris.
#33- Enigmatic
While they fought, Sakura never realized how cryptic, how enigmatic Kabuto could be. He was her enemy, served under the ambitious and insidious Orochimaru himself yet he was known to heal rival shinobi. Just when Sakura thought she had the silver haired medic all figured out, he pulls a stunt that leads into another series of questionnaires.
In the battle, jade met onyx and Sakura began to fathom how enigmatic Kabuto could truly be.
#32- Philosophy
"Tell me, Sakura-san," began Kabuto, his beguiling tenor halting their skirmish, "do you have a certain philosophy you follow?"
Sakura nearly gapped incredulously at his out of the blue inquiry. "What the hell are you talking about?!" she demanded furiously, still holding both fists out in front of her incase this was trick on Kabuto's part. He chuckled briefly at her outburst, clearly entertained by her raging befuddlement.
"I'm always curious how people like you and Naruto live your life. Do you have some set principles like Naruto's 'shinobi way' or is there a moral code you subject yourself to?"
"What about you?" interjected Sakura fiercely, completely ignoring his question, "Do youhave philosophy you go by?!"Kabuto's lips curled into a sinister, amused smirk but it was the telltale jaded, wicked glint in reflecting off his eyes that sent a chill down Sakura's spine.
"I have no philosophy, Sakura-san. People like me don't need one."
#31- Mythomane
Kabuto simply couldn't be trusted.
He was a liar, a deceiver, a mythomane. He was dangerous, cunning, and intelligent. He could beguile you with his heart-melting smile and jaunty façade and when he successfully lulled you into a false sense of security, he'll easily slip a kunai knife into your ribs, no remorse in his apathetic charcoal orbs.
Sakura conceived all this and constantly chanted these facts into her head like a litany to remind her who she was dealing with. Despite all those efforts, she still was out of her apartment and stealing away into the night to meet this ambivalent medic-nin. He had something she wanted and as Kami-sama as her witness, she was going to pry whatever it was from him, even if she had to fight him once more.
Is anyone here besides me getting fed up with Kishimoto's antics? I'm tired of all this crap--especially with the one of Sakura asking Sasuke to take him with her. *fumes* Most the Akatsuki are gone...and now this. Good grief.
Well, have a nice day everyone.
~~SpeedDemon315