LadyYakamichi's Disclaimer: I'm only going to say it once and it covers this whole story I don't own Naruto. But the storyline is mine.

Author's Note: Well, I'm going to give you part three now, cause I know you all like it. Special thanks to Takara Makoto, Blueberry pie, and the others who gave me reviews or added this to your favorites list. So lets begin.

Stepping out into the hall, she paused as she found herself staring at a bare chest. Looking up, she stared into the maroon eyes before noticing the wicked looking scythe.

Itachi's eyes opened a moment later as he heard a crash. "WHAT THE-" he heard Sakura's voice exclaim. "THE BA----- DOESN'T DIE!"

"What the F- was that for you god d- f- b-! F-in Heathan!"

Well… he thought, it seems she's met Hidan.

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Lazily, Itachi got to his feet. If the Jaashinist beat a bit of manners into her, he wasn't going to object. Though, from the curses coming from both voices, she was holding her own. Idly, he wondered which of them could swear more in one breath. Currently, Hidan was up to seven, and he was still stringing them.

"Be thankful I'm God D- Immoral! You F-ing P- of H- F-B-'s in f-in god D- Galic a- house! Who the hell do you think you are? I'm going to sacrifice you f-in a-!" the silver haired man could be heard yelling.

"I'd love to see you try it you s-! F-in B_!" Sakura returned.

There was a crash of what seemed to be a wall, and Itachi mentally flinched. Kazuku was going to have a fit. But then, he thought, Hidan will probably just tell him to go "F off". So it's not my problem.

With a sigh, he opened the door before throwing a kunai between the two so that they had to separate. Glaring at each with his Sharingan, Itachi quietly ordered, "Enough, Hidan. We don't need any more broken walls. Sakura." Go back to the room. Now.

Why the hell should I listen to you?

Because if you don't, I will make you. And if you break another wall this evening, I will personally put chakra bindings on you, the missing nin thought back dryly, the threatening tone in his voice plain. The glint in his ruby eyes swore that he would do it, and from the slightly wary undertone in her thoughts, she was aware that the Hidan would enjoy it as well.

Yare, Yare…. Fine. Sakura replied after a moment, turning to duck under the Uchiha's arm and re-enter the room. Her emerald eyes flattened slightly as she sat back on the couch and stared at the stone walls. She felt drained, as though something were pressing down against her.

"I should sacrifice you the painful way, b-. Then resurrect you to do it again. Then resurrect you a third time and give you to Tobi," Hidan remarked irately as he plopped down on the couch, languidly leaning back. "But according the Mr. I-killed-my-whole-clan-I'll-f'in-kill-you-too over there, I can't."

"I'm sure that's such a sacrilege," Sakura replied sarcastically.

Hidan's maroon eyes never left her green as he nodded. "Trust me, you have no idea b-"

For the second time that evening, a wall collapsed as the white haired Jashinist went through it.

"Sakura….." Itachi growled.

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She licked her lips as she shifted uncomfortably on the couch. True to his word, Itachi had bound her arms with chakra restraints. They were similar to hand cuffs, but prevented her from drawing any chakra at all that was ill intended so that she could not break out of them. And as an added irony, he hand cuffed her to the bed. She could still feel the smugness radiating from his connection. He had been punched twice and still managed to chain her raging form down.

Turning her gaze, she idly began counting ceiling tiles as her hands worked the cuffs carefully. There were many different ways she was contemplating killing him when she finally got free, the least of which was shoving alcohol dipped needles through his fingertips before dipping him in acid. She knew that he was getting full color images as well as her mental commentary, a fact she was enjoying in a morbid sort of way.

"You have quite a dark imagination," Itachi remarked as he sat on the couch at her midriff.

"I've had a lot to consider in the four hours I've been kept here."

Her reply was purposely ambiguous. Because there were certain memories that she didn't want to remember. They were nightmares to her, bad dreams that didn't need to be brought into the sun light because of their hideous nature. Some, she thought, would be enough to keep the Akatsuki leader from sleep at night. Because they involved the people dearest to her.

"What is it that you are so intent to hide?" Itachi mused, feeling the shift in her thoughts, the flickering resolve which continually infuriated him. She was getting better at concealing her thoughts and feelings which irritated him. She had never made sense to him. Her known past should have turned her into a weak coward. But the woman before him was far from weak. What had caused this girl to become something more?

Her face turned away from him, staring at the wall silently. From the thin line of her lips, she was not going to tell him. Gently, he reached out to take her chin and turn her eyes to him. They were haunted, pools of endless jade which he could drown in. Friends eyes reflected in her gaze. But there was something more in them. A hurt so deep that he could not find its beginning. "Concealing things will not do you any good… they will just eat you from the inside,"

"You would know, wouldn't you?" Sakura asked bitterly.

Silence hung for a moment as Itachi seemed to consider. Her steel gray eyes met hers, drawing her into the emotionless stone pools so that she could see the actual pain in them, the cracks in his emotionless armor. "Yes, I do," he replied before getting to his feet. Unlocking the cuffs, he turned away. Go walk around for awhile. Just stay out of the west wing and don't mess with the other Akatsuki.

Startled slightly by his mental undertone, Sakura nodded and did as he asked. Walking through the many halls, she mentally memorized the layout. It was fairly clean for being inhabited by seven men, and it was definitely well stocked. There was enough in the kitchen to feed an army. Though from the stuff crawling in the refrigerator, it wasn't put to good use. She would have to do something about that.

The most interesting part of the base was the large stained glass windows. Each of them was of one of the five great nations, depicting the villages before the take over. The glimmering glass made her feel almost as though she were in a chapel's hall. Her breath left her chest though as she saw the Leaf village's glass, and she turned away before walking into a huge room. Pictures lined the floor and as she picked one up, she recognized the photo of Kiba's team. But for some reason, Hinata was not in it. She walked on, looking at each of the pictures. These were all people who had died, she realized as she reached Shinzune's picture at the end.

Feeling greif well up in her chest, Sakura set off at a run, trying to escape the memories that haunted her mind. There were many, many ghosts which lined her mind as she unknowlingly let out a soft keen of distress. Turning a corner, Sakura paused as she felt the hair on the back of her neck stand up. Then half a second later, she was glomped by a black, red and orange flying mass.

"INTRUDER! TOBI IS A GOOD BOY!"

"HELP!"

You got to love Tobi.... Next part will be up probably on thursday. As always, R&R