DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NARUTO.
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Trust me.
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(thump. thump. thump.)
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Understand me.
Teach me.
Protect me.
Save me.
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I want to memorize:
every inch of you.
I want to learn:
every curve, every crevice, every scar.
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I want you. I want you. I want you.
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Breath. Breath. BREATH!
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I want to trust you, so much.
So much.
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(more. more. more.)
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&find ourselves;
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(drip. drip. drip.)
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He is hesitant when he pressed his forehead against her breast—
her beating heart.
But, the tears still silently fell down.
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"I'm sorry."
He forced her lips onto his and dug the syringe deeper into her jugular.
"Remember what you were taught:—"
(Initializing sequence . . . ACTIVATED.)
Sakura's breath hitched and she felt his tongue delve into the crevice of her mouth.
(Breathing . . . . ERROR! Vital signs . . . . ERROR!)
Each moment.
Each second.
She greedily parted her lips, trying to suck in any oxygen that the limited space would grant her. He took the moment to successfully close even the smallest gap that could provide her with air and then sadistically grinned against her lips.
She groaned and her breaths grew more ragged, more desperate. Sakura let out a cry into his mouth when she felt his smug smirk against her warm, perspiring skin. "Sas..." She tried to pull back from him, but the wall behind her merely held her steady in her place. She pouted and shook her head away from him, "...No. 451, I-I can't breathe."
He ignored her and pressed on.
"St-Stop, please." She moaned in pain.
"—We are one, No. 1178. We belong to everyone." He whispered against her neck, leaving a trail of red marks the further he went. "You belong to me...You belong to everyone."
(except yourself.)
He then retreated back to her mouth, tossing the empty syringe to the side. He listened to it fall to the ground with a small clink and then finally shatter into hundreds of tiny fragments.
(just like her—memory, mind, and body.)
"You belong to everyone, except the corrupted."
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BRAVE
NEW
WORLD
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She hugs him and cries into his back, while the demon that is no longer hidden sneers at her.
"GO AWAY!"
She gives her answer, the one she has reiterated numerous times: "I will never leave you."
And he is crying inside—
because he will be her death.
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11.
(Breathing . . . . FIXING! Vital signs . . . . FIXING!)
Sasuke stared blankly down at the pink-headed girl on the ground, the slightest presence of confusion in his eyes. Shrugging off the premonition—why was she just lying here?—and all the suspicious thoughts, Sasuke bent down and set his forefingers on her neck.
"She's alive." Sasuke breathed. After a moment of staring at the girl's state, he then turned to Naruto and said, "Stop worrying now—you'll give away our positions."
"Shut up, bastard!" Naruto growled. "This is all your fault to begin with, if you didn't break your promise—"
"Shut up, now."
Sasuke's eyes continued to examine the girl thoroughly for any marks that weren't there from their previous encounter. He begrudgingly noted the many red marks that her neck sustained as well as the small hole at the corner of her jugular. He mumbled a few words to himself, but they went unheard.
"They must have done something." Sasuke then stated aloud, but to no one directly.
"How do you know?" Naruto asked in a hurried tone, "Why can't you just accept the fact that somethings can be easy?"
"Because nothing ever is easy!"
Sasuke shot a glare at Naruto for being so incompetent and reached out to heave the petite girl up.
His hand, inches away from her arm, abruptly stopped in mid-air when her eyes shot open. Her hand automatically reached out to his and gripped it with a strong force as she parted her lips.
"PIN: 001928492."
Sasuke frowned, "Sakura?"
Her eyes shut.
"SERIAL NUMBER: 0023.10003.41.223341."
Green eyes blinked open once again, but they stared at Sasuke with an unknown gaze. "Please, No. 451—Stay away." She stated in a distant voice, the slightest hint of fear lingered in her tone. "I am not allowed to be near the corrupted."
"Sakura-chan!" Naruto called out, rushing to her aide.
She blinked again.
Sasuke narrowed his eyes and, by instinct, reached out to throw her off of him.
(WARNING!: PRODUCT NUMBER: 9234120; DATA FILES LOST!)
"Sasuke-kun." She drawled and grabbed the hand that was reaching out towards her. "I need you inside of me, now."
Sakura tugged once again and Sasuke, taken by surprise, tumbled gracelessly towards her. Sasuke began panicking when he felt her hands slowly trailing up and down his chest; however, he was on the verge of horror when he felt them spontaneously tumble across his abdomen, to the hem of his pants.
"Sa-Sakura!" Sasuke yelled, jumping up as quick as one would when touching ice.
(SCANNING NOW!)
She didn't respond for a while.
(SCANNING NOW!)
"Sasuke-kun," she said, "I think I'm broken."
(he has considered this factor for longer than she could ever imagine.)
Sasuke scoffed, "Broken? Stop being so ann—" He stopped mid-speech when he heard that familiar, dark chuckle flood the hallway and noticed how the minimal lighting that was once present, disperse completely.
A frown plastered onto his lips and he made sure Sakura was behind him.
"Whatever happens," Sasuke muttered, this time truth radiating in his every word. "I'll protect you."
But, this time—
(Sasuke watched as Naruto retreated to Sakura's side as well, promising that same lie.)
—she knew, in the end, it wouldn't happen.
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He asks her to trust him.
Pressing her cold lips against his, her fading hands on top of his, and her barely moving chest against his as well—
she gathers the last of her strength to finally reply.
"I'm sorry, but in the end, I know, every promise becomes a lie."
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12.
"NARUTO, SASUKE-KUN!" Sakura screamed. She watched as both Sasuke and Naruto had completely disappeared into the darkness before her.
(she was alone, again.)
"N-No, p-please..." She breathed.
She stabilized herself by leaning against the large wall behind her, resting her head back, and her knees against her chest. She breathed in deeply and pressed a hand against her forehead. She had too much pain—a head ache, a stomach ache, her heart was throbbing against her chest, and now it especially hurt—she flushed and cringed—...down there. She bit her lip and shook her head. "Don't l-leave me alone again."
She was so used to being alone—
(in this new world)
—that the idea of having someone there...
(she has grown dependent.)
...it was comforting.
"SASUKE-KUN!" She screamed, pressing the palms of her hands against her ears.
(it was throbbing, her entire body!)
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"If you leave me..."
He takes a deep breath, the crisp air stings his lungs and the pounding rain makes his veins throb.
"...I'll die."
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13.
Her hands were pulled apart when she was jostled up by the said, pale boy. "Idiot, don't just sit there!" He hissed, quickly swooping a hand underneath her knees and one under her neck. Adjusting their position in the quickest and most graceful movements, he finally gave one last look behind him—those red eyes bleeding into the midnight black surroundings—and sprinted off in the opposite direction.
"Sasuke-kun!" Sakura yelled into his chest; but, instead of a reply the Uchiha merely put a hand on the crown of her head and pushed her deeper into his chest.
(she could feel the small, fast beats of his heart.)
"Shut up." Sasuke hushed her, a warning hidden behind his haste.
"B-But, Naruto!"
Sakura sulked confused and ignorant. She shakily wrapped her hands around his neck and dug her face into the nape of his neck. "I'm scared..." She breathed against his skin.
When she received no reply, she merely assumed he didn't hear her.
"W-What's going on?" Sakura asked as she tried to pull her head away from his naked skin.
Sasuke frowned in disapproval at her antics, but abruptly stopped. "Shut up." He mumbled. He set her down, giving a swift up-down glance to make sure she could fend for herself if need be and looked at the wall next to him.
"Where is the closest exit to this building?"
"...What?"
He glowered and frantically looked back. "The exit, where the hell is it?"
She blinked.
(green eyes dulled and a slow flash slowly circulates every other second.)
Parting her lips, she finally replied, "The next exit is 1400 yards left on the 1st floor."
Sasuke scowled at once. "We don't have that kind of ti—..." His vermilion eyes had set upon a large window. "...Sakura,—"
Said girl looked up and stared absently into his orbs, lost in their abyss. "Where is Naruto?"
"—do you trust me?"
"What..?" She paused to contemplate her answer, "Why—?"
Before she could get the chance to receive his reply, she was swept off her feet and flying directly towards a window—in the arms of the raven-haired boy who now began the ticking to her very own corruption.
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He sits there and watches from a far distance; yet, nonetheless, he is there.
"She was my best friend." He hears the blond boy's words flow with such grace, such elegance.
(something he lost long ago.)
But, suddenly the grace is gone and he forces himself to choke out the rest of his eulogy: "And I will always love her."
And from the proximity he is at, he can see their tears—
but he knows they cannot see his.
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14.
She screamed into his back in horror as they came closer and closer to the ground. The speed of gravity had pulled her so fast, she didn't have time to comprehend anything that had happened from the moment they were outside of the building. But, she did notice one thing.
Above, standing at the window, was the same man she had previously seen. There was an obvious smirk plastered on his thin lips and she tried to hold in her continual screams.
Why couldn't she understand any of this?
"Shut up!" Sasuke growled, pinching her jaw with his large hand.
Sakura flushed and clamped her mouth closed, the tears that were forming at the corner of her eyes disappeared abruptly.
At the same moment as Sakura squinted her eyes to see what the man above—that one that looked so much like Sasuke—was holding in his right hand, Sasuke had landed with a surprising grace she never knew possible. Just as quickly as they had jumped from the building to the ground, did he begin a fast sprint to the forest.
Within minutes, the Uchiha stopped, turned his head, and his red eyes beamed to their previous location. "That moron, they're gonna be sending a team soon."
Sakura pressed her forehead into the crook of his neck and let her arms remain hooked around his head. "I want to understand everything Sasuke-kun. I'm tired of being confused."
"Deal with it." Sasuke scoffed, finally turning back towards the many trees and shooting into a sprint.
"I want to...uh...remember was it?" She paused for a minute. "I want to remember everything."
Sasuke's eyes were staring blankly at the ground as he continued to run. A long silence had greeted Sakura before the boy finally parted his lips. His tongue slowly brushed his bottom lip and he gave a small cough.
"Shut up." He breathed. "It doesn't matter."
"It matters to me!" Sakura huffed, her head flinging back so she could stare at his eyes. "It..." She was hesitant at the sight of those onyx eyes, those similar ones she had seen no more than 24-hours ago. "I-Its...It's important..." Her breath hitched again.
("You belong to everyone, except yourself.")
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"Anything." He breathes softly into her ear, "Anything you want."
She smiles and presses her lips against his neck—the furthest her strength could will her to go.
"Only you..." She whispers warmly, "...only you."
"You can do better than that." He frowns, poking her lightly on the forehead. His shoulders tense, because he realizes that now, he can't deny her anything—
She shrugs, "I'm more than content with my choice."
—including himself.
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15.
"It's important...to me."
Please, help me breathe. Please—
(thump. thump. thump.)
Her breaths are growing more ragged, blood-filling each greedy gasp.
(gasp. gasp. GASP!)
She is trying to reach for his face, to feel his skin once more.
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(THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!)
She feels his cold skin, his cold lips.
(BREATH!)
please—
(...breath...breath...breath.)
"Help...me."
(END OF TRANSMISSION)
—fix me.
Sasuke sighed when he finally leaned against the tree's bark, his body slowly sliding down against it. "You are a smart girl." Sasuke muttered.
Her face brightened and an awkward, radiant smile plastered onto her vermilion lips. "Thank—!"
"It's not a compliment." He snapped quickly before she could actually think that he would compliment her.
"It's merely a given fact."
He eyed her suspiciously when he noticed that she didn't automatically lose her smile and the new composure. She blinked and her gaze rose until her emerald eyes met with his onyx ones.
"So why did you save me—from whatever it is?" She questioned.
It was still a reasonable question.
He sighed, she really couldn't just accept his attempts to help her without a hundred thousand questions.
(ones which he didn't have a single answer for.)
"It is essential to save you, by the means of—...saving ourselves from this shit-hole government we're living in." He stated simply, "You are one of the keys vital to their system. Without you in general, your granted intelligence, the perfect chakra control you possess—"
She cut him off. "Chakra..?"
Sasuke growled inwardly and rolled his eyes, apparent annoyance was shown in his facial expression. It was like debating with a 5-year old, one with no background of education, about ethics.
"Aa." He sighed and just dropped the entire subject automatically. "But, none of this is important. We just have to get you to Tsunade—she's the only one who has to ability to try and fix your corrupted data."
She blinked.
"So, I am broken..."
He didn't reply for a while, it wasn't exactly like he owed her a reply, but finally he managed out a single reply: "Hn." And, when Sakura's ears perked at his small grunt, she was not able to tell whether he agreed or he also was unsure—or both.
And for some odd reason—
(she watched his chest heave up and down for ten more minutes until she finally brought her vociferous gaze to the moonlit sky.)
Sasuke's eyes remained set upon her, watching her surprisingly innocent facade play upon her face.
(it was the first moon—sky, she could ever remember seeing. it was the first breath of fresh air she could ever remember taking. it was the first feeling she could ever remember having.)
—she assumed the latter.
(anticipation.)
A/N: Pimping. Fo sho. :D
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