DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NARUTO.
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&sin with me;
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(thump. thump. thump.)
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Mesh our bodies.
Entwine our fingers.
Lock our lips.
All for us.
All for us.
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(thump. thump. thump.)
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We will find our freedom.
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(more. more. more.)
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BRAVE NEW WORLD
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&remember our past.
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Clouds draped the once pastel blue sky.
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"This is where our lives will change forever."
"Moan."
It was a quick and quiet demand that he had muffled into the nape of her neck.
She stifled a short response. "W-What—?!"
Before she could speak any further, she let out a gasp of pain. Her emerald eyes tried to look down to see what he had just done, but his raven-hair had obscured her view. Sasuke forced her hands to drape around his neck and one on his arm.
Sasuke let out a loud grunt.
"Who's there?"
The footsteps rang louder in her ears and she began to see the silhouette of the figure. The man must have heard the noise that both Sakura and Sasuke had made, for he stopped mid-step, gave a peculiar glance in their direction, and began moving the other way.
The last thing she could hear from him was: "Probably about time I should get laid again too."
She almost sighed in disappointment when she felt the warmth secede from her body, but her breath hitched when she saw his glare.
After a long silence gathered throughout the room, Sakura managed to stutter out the first accusations that came to mind.
"You bit me!"
"I told you to follow my directions." Sasuke hissed, his tone lathered with venom. "Next time: no questions."
Sensing the unsubtle hint that lingered in his voice, she vigorously nodded her head; she didn't know what the boy in front of her was capable of.
"H-How did you know he was coming?"
She noted how he lapped the droplets of blood that had speckled onto his lips and she shivered with fear and disgust.
"Hn."
It was the only reply she received and at that moment, it was the only reply she wanted.
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He sits there in the chair, restraint and drugged, and his head tilts to an awkward angle; his onyx eyes remain set on the shaking girl. Suddenly, his lips quirk into a sinister smirk and he then drawls, "You're mine, only mine."
She continues to cry for him.
You see, he is lost in the abyss of his own mind—
he is forgetting.
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06.
He began stalking off the other way, stopping only once to make sure she was still following him. When he met her eyes, he caught her tepid stare. "Come on." Sasuke muttered, beckoning her in his direction with his left hand.
She beamed. "Why?"
It was a reasonable question.
"Why should I come with you?" She asked again, "I have nothing to do with you. I have a job to do—to surgically remove—"
"...my eyes." Sasuke finished off. His voice was neither cold nor distant, just languid.
"Yes." Sakura nodded, "So can you please just let me finish my job, No. 451."
"You're so goddamn annoying!" Sasuke growled. He stomped up to her and his hand gripped around her forearm in a vice-like grip. "You're Sakura, I'm Sasuke, we're saving Naruto, and I'm saving you."
"S...Saving—...me?"
"Tch."
She could have sworn she saw him roll his eyes.
"I don't understand! Saving me from what?" Sakura growled, flailing her arms into the air. "Please, help me understand this No. 4—Sa-Sasuke...kun!"
He continued dragging her towards the elevator.
"I can't."
It was a fact—
"I can't help you understand." Sasuke glowered, "I don't even understand it."
—and he wished it wasn't.
"I can only remember."
She pursed her lips and stared at him. Her eyes were examining his composure and she knit her brows in apparent concentration. "I'll..." She was hesitant with her decision, but something encouraged her to spit out the rest of her answer. "...I'll trust you."
It was something in the back of her mind, the bottom of her heart, the swell of her breasts, and the pit of her stomach that told her she could trust him—
Sasuke snorted. "I never said you had to trust me."
"Isn't it worth something though?"
He mused as he watched the elevator continually rise up to their floor.
Shoving her hand against the monitor, Sasuke forced her to let the scanner examine her palm. After a light blue, line of light passed over her hand and disappeared, the elevator came to a halt and the doors creakily slid open.
"Possibly."
It resembled a jail cell.
He stared impassively at the blood smears and acted like there was no foul stench—the one of blood and decomposition and vomit and strange chemicals and sickness and death. His cerulean orbs blinked dubiously, ready to catch even the slightest movement within a hundred yard radius. His teeth grinding against once another—when was the last time he had his drugs?
"Fuck!" He cursed. He balled his hands into tight fists and aimed a ready punch to the wall to his right—
He suddenly stopped when he heard the softest footsteps penetrate his silence.
"Sakura-chan..?" His tone blatant with hope.
(the name he called every time he heard any footsteps.)
The said girl stood in front of the barred cell, her fingers shaking as she touched the rusty metal. But, she said nothing.
(she did not know—remember his name.)
A sudden spark ran through the blond-haired boy's body, euphoric.
"Sakura-chan!" He screamed with pure bliss, "What happened? Where did you go? Are you alright?! Do you know what's—?" His bombardment of questions automatically stopped when he saw a pair of devil's eyes hovering next to Sakura's figure.
"Y...You bastard." He mustered. "You finally decided to come back to us..?"
For a moment, there was an awkward silence that passed throughout the room.
"Aa." Sasuke met no ones gaze, but continued to stare at the ground below. Sasuke pressed his forefingers to her shoulder blade, effortlessly shoving her towards the large lock that centered the cell. "Open the door for him."
Sasuke cocked a brow when the door did not automatically unlock at his command.
He repeated his demand with perceivable annoyance, "Sakura, open the door."
She was frozen.
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He could always make her promises and he would always die trying to keep them. So, when the boy brushes a strand of pink locks from her tear-stained face—
he softly breathes it.
"He'll come back."
Except, he knows he can't promise this one.
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07.
(Initializing sequence . . . DEACTIVATED.)
"N-No..! I...I can't!" She shook her head in disgust. "Th...They say he's dangerous." Sakura stuttered.
Sasuke noticed how Naruto's once brightening blue eyes begin to dull once again.
"Sakura-chan...What are you talking about?" Naruto whispered, "I'd never hurt you."
Naruto's fingers were lightly grazing the bar that was closest to Sakura, only once did they brush against Sakura's own fingers. "I'd never hurt you." Naruto breathed again, his voice was flooded with so much love and sadness and need and the promises that have always lingered.
Sakura frowned.
"E-Emotions...—Emotions make us...weak." She mumbled, "I can't...I can't betray everyone."
"He can..." Naruto muttered under his breath, pointing at Sasuke.
Sasuke shrugged apathetically, "It gets easier each time."
Sasuke grabbed her trembling hand and forced it into a full open. He gave her a questioning look when he noticed there were no keys inside. "What the hell?" Sasuke growled. "Where the fuck are the keys?!"
(her ears were continuing to fill with all the different moans and groans of every other test subject in the room.)
Sakura's green eyes darted throughout the room and she let out a piercing scream. She tried her best to plug her ears; but, Sasuke still had a strong grip on her hands, forcing her to endure the screaming, the abhorrent stench, and the current decision she had to make.
"STOP IT!" Sakura screamed—she begged. "STOP IT, PLEASE!"
Sasuke's free hand shot up to her chin and forced her to stare into his eyes. "You said you trusted me."
"NO!" She shook her head furiously and resumed trying to break free of his hold, "N-NO...—LET GO!"
Naruto could only watch from inside his small chamber as the rivers of tears flowed down her cheek and fell swiftly to the contaminated floor, mixing with the blood and gruel and sweat and tears of the countless others.
(those tears he had see so many times.)
"Sakura..." Sasuke reiterated, his tone cool and calm. "You said, you trusted me."
Incoherent words flooded her mouth and she slightly nodded her head.
"Open the door." He dictated again, his hands guiding her fingers back to the cell bars. He looked around, feeling slightly awkward, and muttered under his breath, "I will protect you."
She looked at him, disbelief present in her glazed, emerald eyes.
"Sakura-chan!" Naruto begged, "Please, I want to hug you again...—I want to help protect you."
Sasuke scowled and glared at Naruto.
"...I promise." Sasuke grunted.
Sakura blinked and gripped the metal bars.
"For you." She breathed, her tone wavering with horror and doubt.
Her eye sight slowly opaqued and the numbers filtered into her head. Her emerald eyes dashed back and forth, examining the thousands of numbers that passed by her. Slowly, she began to eradicate the useless combination's for all the other test subjects and heighten the probability of suitable choices for—
(What was his name again..?)
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Rain falls hard into the puddles and each droplet makes her skin burn. She then muses over her situation and decides—
—her tears sting more.
"I don't want you to protect me anymore, if it means I'll be a single day without you."
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08.
(Memory. . . . —Processing— . . . . —Processing— . . . . —Processing— . . . . —PREVIOUS DATA ACQUIRED!)
It flashed.
(too many things flashed to be more precise.)
"Na...ru...to." She breathed out, her world fading black.
But, the last thing she remembered was the sharp prick against the back of her bare neck and the fading yells of Sasuke and Naruto.
Press your body against mine. Please—
(thump. thump. thump.)
She moans and tangles her fingers through his raven locks.
(pant. pant. PANT!)
Their hearts are beating simultaneously, they're connected as one.
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(THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!)
She's on the edge.
(BREATH!)
anything—
(gasp. gasp. GASP!)
"SA-SASUKE-KUN!"
(END OF TRANSMISSION)
—for you.
"...Sa-su...ke-kun..—!"
The moment her emerald eyes shot open, she greeted a similar pair of onyx eyes.
"Sa...Sasuke..." The suffix hitched in her breath.
(...kun?)
"Hello, No. 1178." He spoke with a rich and velvety tone, his tongue clicking on the last numeral.
Sakura's eyes wearily worked their way through her surroundings.
It was a small, cylindrical room. Every inch of the walls and flooring was made of a midnight black stone. Her green orbs lifted up to see how high the chamber was, by the time she counted approximately twenty stone blocks, she gave up. It reminded her of a tower. A tower with its floors smothered with liquid.
(the blood of previous victims.)
She could make out the idea that there were objects that were spontaneously lying on the floor, but they were merely silhouettes. Not enough light was present in the room to see anything more than any figure's contour.
"Who...?" She whispered, still not comprehending the situation. "...Sasuke-kun."
A beam of light flashed through the room for the shortest second, showing the man's brows arched and a smirk playing on his thin lips. Slowly, he began his walk up to Sakura, his lips falling slightly ajar. "No. 1178," He spoke with ease and clarity, "it seems you know my brother."
"Sasuke-kun?" She asked, she tried to bring her hands to reach out and touch his pale face. She wanted to make sure it was him, but nothing could be proved. "W-What happened?" She asked, a pout formed onto her lips. "I don't remember."
A soft chuckle filled the room.
"Aa, you don't." He agreed with obvious amusement.
"Sasuke-kun...you promised me and...—and I did it."
She groaned when she felt his warmth bit by bit abdicate.
She tried to move her hands again to touch him, but to no avail. A frustrated huff escaped her plump, vermilion lips when she realized that her hands were bound to the wall. "Mou, let me down, Sasuke-kun." She moaned.
She gave a few more tugs to try and free her hands.
(she had to feel his skin!)
"I don't think I can let you out...Sakura, was it?"
She felt his fingers playing at the hem of her red shirt and she shivered. "Mmm." She nodded, "You said it was Sakura."
"And what exactly did you do, Sakura?" He asked, her shirt was slowly rising up as his fingers continued to slowly tickle up and down her curves.
"I..."
(she couldn't remember.)
His fingers had reached her neck and a deep frown of disapproval appeared. "He bit you?"
"You bit me." Sakura nodded. "Sasuke-kun...—No. 451 bit me."
"Hn." He grunted, a disdainful expression present on his flawless face.
"Let me out of these chains," she implored, "please!"
With his free hand, he slowly tucked his forefingers under her chin and raised it up until their noses were centimeters apart. "And why should I?"
"I want—need to touch you, No. 451." She whined, "I-I... I need to touch you, Sasuke-kun."
The man let an insane smirk appear and his tongue darted out of his mouth, slowly licking his lips. "It's a shame...that I am not your precious Sasuke-kun." He whispered his hot breath into the shell of her ear, earning a mewl in response.
"I..."
She blinked, misconceiving.
His smirk merely grew and he picked up the syringe of green-tinged liquid. Taking another moment to think about his previous decision on the drug, he changed his mind—
(this may just be his favorite drug.)
"I...need to touch you."
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He softly sets her onto the bed, taking a moment to examine every wakening detail of her naked body. In every second he takes, he never once realizes how his breath hitches in the back of his throat.
She is almost angelic.
"...Sasuke-kun?" She drawls softly.
Almost.
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09.
Naruto couldn't remember how long he was running for and whether or not the guards were still following, but he insisted on slinging Sasuke to the closest wall. "You BASTARD!" Naruto hissed, throwing a punch towards Sasuke's abdomen.
At the moment of impact, Sasuke forced himself to resist the urge to vomit up whatever gruel he had the previous day. The Uchiha tried shoving Naruto's hand off his collar; however, he was unsuccessful.
"T-THEY TOOK SAKURA-CHAN!"
"I saved you, moron." Sasuke muttered, this time he had seen the upcoming punch and dodged it with ease. After taking a moment to wait for Naruto to slow down on his attacks, he finally shrugged, "Isn't that enough?"
"NOT IF SAKURA-CHAN IS HURT IN THE PROCESS!" Naruto growled.
Naruto finally gave up, letting his grip on Sasuke's collar loosen. Sasuke took the opportunity and pushed Naruto off of him with a scowl, "There is never any pleasing either of you."
"You promised to protect her...—she trusted you!" Naruto screamed flailing his arms up in the air. Blatant distress was present on his face, he was worried—what was going to happen to her? what were they going to do to her? where did they take her?—
(he had just found her, and in the same moment, he had just lost here—again.)
He scoffed, "That was her mistake, she trusted me."
A nostalgic breath surpassed Naruto's lips and his cerulean eyes stare solemnly at the stone ground. Sniffing the grotesque air once more, he meets Sasuke's eyes.
"You have a knack for betrayal."
And somewhere in the back of his mind, Sasuke wished that Naruto had a knack for lying.
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"And who is this, Sasuke?"
The little boy blushes and looks down while the pink-headed girl follows, shyly hiding behind him. Gathering her courage, she finally announces the first words, "I'm Sakura."
(she is still hiding her face in the crook of the boy's neck.)
"We're going to get married." Sasuke states in a matter-of-fact tone and he grabs her hand, smiling. "And, you're going to be my best man!"
Itachi laughs, for the first time in ages.
"You're only seven."
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10.
"Don't you understand?!" Naruto flailed his arms in the air, completely upset. "Did you not see the people when you ran from Sakura?"
"You ran from her too." Sasuke pointed out and shook his head, "Am I supposed to care?"
Naruto fidgeted and slanted his eyes.
"Those were your goddamn brother's lackeys."
A sinister expression twisted onto the Uchiha's face and his eyes bled into a crimson red.
(the color of the blood of his countless prey.)
"What?"
A/N: Gangster cool, ain't it? I totally told you so, Becca. I actually DO have chapters that are already written. :D
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