Tortured Hearts

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Chapter Five: Sand and Mud

Sakura slipped down the winding alleys and through the dark shadows. She held a dark cloack around her as she pranced through the cold damp alleys and secret passages. The only object lighting her way was the solemn moon that was full and a glow in the dark evening sky. As she scurried along her way an unplesent feeling arose from her core. It frightened her deeply, but she didn't know why it was doing so. Why exactly-or what-was making her uncomfortable.
Suddenly an echoing of footsteps materialized behind her. At first they were quiet and calm, then they grew louder and closer. Sakura's heart began to race and she could feel her stomach churning about but she kept moving. She had to. What it if it was the damn snake wanting to know Sasuke's where abouts. God, no! Sakura slowly reached for a kunai and slipped it out in front of her while she continued with a steady pace. She took a deep breath and whirled around.
There was no explaining what had happened. She was pinned against the moldy alley wall with her arms above her head. Where was the kunai? her eyes scanned the ground. how did it get there? She had been attacked so fast it must have slipped away and landed on the ground. Why didn't it make a sound then, or a splash when it landed in the puddle? Sakura's heart was beating rapidly, it felt like it was going to explode, as she gazed up at a shadowed figure that held her against the wall.
"What is wrong with you..?"
"Gaara? Gaara!" Sakura squealed.
She ripped herself from the wall and wrapped her arms around his neck. Boy, was she glad to see him and not him. She nudged her face into her chest as the tears began to show. Gaara stared down at her, a bit surprised, judging by the look on his face. he just patted Sakura gently on the back until she lifted her head and looked up at the Kazekage.
"I am so sorry, Gaara. That kunia it-I could've killed you! My God! I'm sorry!" Sakura cried.
"It's okay, Sakura...what are you doing out here?" Gaara asked, he didn't seem too interested.
"Oh, right. I was looking for you, actually," Sakura replied, she wiped the tears that were about to fall from her eyes.
"Looking...for me..? Why..?"
"Well, uhm...er... Sasuke he -"
"Sasuke..!"
"...Yeah..." Sakura got real quiet.
"What? What was Sasuke doing with you? Did he hurt you, touch you?" Gaara asked.
Sakura didn't reply she stood there and the moment that had happened earlier that evening, when Sasuke and she had-

Flashback
"I'm sorry," Sasuke murmured.
He pulled Sakura toward him and locked lips with the girl. He pressed his lips against hers, which were quivering, and rubbed her soft silky hair. Sakura's knees went weak and her heart began to race rapidly. Sasuke released her and vanished out the window.
End Flashback


"No...no, he just came, then left. Not a word was spoken," Sakura lied. She bit her lower lip that had begun to quiver and folded her arms acrossed her chest.
"Good...but I'm still going to kill him," Gaara growled.
"What?!" Sakura shouted.
"What do you mean 'what'?" Gaara asked crossly.
"Uh...I mean why? He hasn't done anything to hurt me!"
"But he will, Sakura, I -"
"No you don't! I know him! And he wouldn't hurt me...EVER!"
"Sakura...listen. Sasuke is the same person he was four years ago, he wasn't even the same person then. The moment he left Konoha and left you crying in the streets he changed. I'm sorry, but that's the truth and you cannot keep dwelling in that fantasy world of yours, believing he's going to come back."
Sakura was quiet for a moment. "No! He hasn't changed! I know him!"
"Sakura...no you don't -"
"Yes, I do! And he'd never hurt me!"
"How do you know..?"
Sakura couln't control it. She just blurted out what her heart said to and afterwards her head was telling her she was an idiot and she began to regret her last words. "Because he KISSED me and everything felt right! I felt safe and warm!"
Gaara's mouth hung open as he stared at Sakura through the darkness. She felt his glare and then she was pinned against the wall again. Gaara gripped her shoulders tightly and pushed her up on the wall. She let out a small squeak and winced as she pushed on her. Her eyes grew watery with painful tears and he continued to glare her down, but she dare not turn. She closed he eyes tightly, as tight as she possibly could, just so she'd be same from the glare.
The sand encased in the gord began to churn and twist in its container. Small amounts, slowly, began to seep from the top and busted the cork off. The sand sprinkled out onto the damp ground and into the air. Sakura opened her eyes and saw the sand whirling around the air that surrounded her and Gaara. Her heart beat slowly picked up and felt like in would explode.
"I'm sorry, Gaara! I didn't mean to. I -"
"What did you say..?" Gaara growled.
Sakura didn't want to answer. "Nothing. I said nothing! Please!" Sakura cried.
"Sakura...just tell me what you said!" Gaara bellowed.
God, he was scary!
Sakura shook her head and looked to the ground. The sand spun around on the ground and around their feet. For a moment her mind flashed back into the past when Gaara had "killed" Sasuke and Naruto and when he had first kissed her. She began to tremble; she could tell Gaara was raging and she had to get away. She didn't know what to do and suddenly she did.
Sakura snapped his arms away and he stumbled back into the wall. He turned his head and and sped off toward the forest. She ran through at quick speed; swiftly dodging the low branches and leeping over the fallen ones. She slipped through the close crevases and made her way past the trees. Why was she running, though? Gaara wasn't trying to kill her. Or maybe that's just it. Maybe she was running because he was going to kill Sasuke(again) and she couldn't lose him again or she'd kill herself.
Sasuke...Gaara...I'm sorry, everyone! Sakura thought.
Sakura fell. She slid across the wet leaves and shook her head. There was a rustle behind her and she turned. Who was that? There was a shadowed figure standing about three yards away. Sakura's heart stopped beating for a breif moment and it felt like she had died. She picked herself up and shot off into the darkness. She ripped through the branches, not caring about the scratches she recieved from them and she jerked forward, ripping her cloak of as it was caught on a branch.
She was followed the footsteps getting closer. God! Go away! she thought She tripped on a fallen branch and pummled to the mud. She rose to her hands and knees, shaking her head. Most of the mud had fallen to the earth, but a lot still clung to her cheeks and forehead. She was about to get up when out of nowhere she was hit in the back of the head. Almost unconsious, she was yanked on. Her hair entangled in the shadows fingers and gripped tightly. She gripped the ground, mud and blood seeping through the cracks between her fingers, and her eyes welled up with tears. Her ears picked up a kind of hissing from behind her, "In three...two...one."