Fifteen -
The looming trees set the scene as the large bird and its carnivorous master landed upon the ground. Deidara took her by her wrist and yanked her from the closest form of safety she had, sending her tumbling to the ground. Sakura landed on her knees, scraping them against the rocky forest floor.
Hidan emerged from between two large trunks, picking pine needles from his hair and cussing under his breath. The scene might have been humorous, aside from the onslaught of her demise.
Truth be told, Sakura had no hero. The man that had come to rescue her lay dying somewhere, blood seeping from the large gash in his abdomen, bestowed upon him by Hidan in an incomplete sacrifice. Sakura was glad it had not been finished, but she felt guilty knowing Naruto lie somewhere out there, quite possibly dying.
"Well, looks like you've prepared yourself," Hidan purred, his feet coming into her line of view as he stood before her. "I like a woman on her knees."
Deidara scoffed, crouching down beside her and twirling his fingers through her hair.
"You don't want him, do you, un?" He asked, mockingly sincere. "I'll give you whatever you want."
Hidan chortled, having overheard Deidara's whispered statement.
"Whatever she wants? You're such a fucking liar. You just want whatever you can get out of the little bitch."
Sakura winced, the words forcing reality to arise. She had been struggling to suppress it, but when statements like that came about, it was hard not to acknowledge what she had coming to her.
"So do you, un," Deidara reminded the silver-haired immortal, rising from his crouch beside her to stand once more.
"Then quit the shit and let's get to this. I'm not here to play nice."
Sakura's breathing quickened, surveying the two men beside her. One, expressionless aside from a small smirk, the other running his tongue along his lips like an animal getting ready for the kill.
As Hidan took a step closer to the trembling kunoichi, Deidara smacked his looming hand away.
"What the fuck was that, girly boy?"
"I do believe this was my idea, un," Deidara interjected, circling her halfway and eyeing her the way Hidan had been moments ago. "I get the first bite."
They sounded like hyenas, if those foul frothing beasts could speak. Sakura personally wished these foul beasts couldn't.
"Quit delaying this, dammit," Hidan spat, swinging his open palm in Deidara's general direction. "Do you want to fuck her or not?"
Sakura screwed her eyes shut. Of everything she didn't fear, this was something she most definitely did.
Deidara heavily sighed, standing back but keeping a careful eye on Hidan.
"I shouldn't have brought you, un. You're making this much more complicated than it has to be."
Hidan sported a wide grin; one you would most definitely define as 'shit-eating'. It made Sakura shake all the more.
The cherry blossom could only hope the tremors she felt were truly beneath her skin; I.e., not visible to the two carnivores lingering before her. The less emotion she showed - fear or otherwise - the less pleasure they got from their situation.
"I'd say we could go at this at once, but I'm not getting anywhere near you. Couldn't have you touching me due to your homo tendencies."
Deidara ignored the other man, stepping forward to lift her up by her upper arms. In response to this, Hidan swung at him, which Deidara barely managed to dodge.
"What the fuck?" Deidara cried, dropping her like a hot coal. Her body hit the ground in a rough manner, her wrist twisting as she landed upon it. Sakura cried out involuntarily at the sudden shooting pain.
"Me first, gay boy!" Hidan withdrew his triple-bladed scythe from behind him, holding it to display he was on the offensive. Deidara had a hand at his side, ready to set off an explosion in the immortal beast's face.
The air whistled as Hidan swung his scythe through it, missing Deidara by centimeters, but leaving strands of his hair floating downward. In response, a small bird shot out in Hidan's direction, latching itself to him.
It would be seconds before it went off. When it came to Deidara's explosions, there was no telling what the range would come to be.
Sakura pushed herself up as best she could, clutching at the ground as she stumbled forward. Her wrist throbbed in eminent pain as she put pressure on it in order to stand.
As she tripped over her heavy feet, attempting to distance herself from the oncoming explosion, she watched Deidara's hand signs form.
One…two…
A loud boom! and the clay exploded, strong enough to dismember limbs from trees. As she continued to maneuver her way through the forest, she could hear a cry.
"Where are you going, pinky?"
Hidan hadn't been so much a scathed by Deidara's blow, and was flying after her as if there was no natural resistance holding him back. Sakura's heartbeat sped up, adrenaline pumping as she urged her feet to move faster, let alone keep moving.
A shadow overhead indicated Deidara's presence, the blonde following her moves effortlessly upon his clay creation.
Blow me up, mother fucker. Then I wouldn't have to feel it if you decided to play with the idea of necrophilia.
The two men pursued her skillfully, one keeping enough distance overhead to allow her hopes to keep up, the other having disappeared into the thickening foliage.
Diving beneath an uprooted tree trunk, Sakura prayed her tactic was enough to buy her at least a few more seconds.
The air was still, the sound of her breathing all she could hear. The suspense was horrible; life on the line, she was injured beneath a fallen tree trunk.
When the hell had she become so weak?
A strong grip latched on to her ankles, and she cried out as she was yanked from beneath her sanctuary.
"Dumb bitch, you thought you could elude me?"
Hidan's grasp was harder than Deidara's, as well as stronger. Sakura could feel the bruises developing beneath her pale skin.
"Where's your hero now, huh? This isn't a fucking fairytale sweetheart! There isn't going to be a happy ending."
Sakura looked around hopelessly, attempting to catch sight of Deidara. She didn't want to see him - it meant more trouble - but it was a possible distraction; the only hope she had left.
She went silent as her body was tossed to the ground, pinned down by muscular arms and calloused hands. Hidan watched her eyes, taking in the look of fear and the tears sticking to her eyelashes.
"You'll make a great sacrifice, you know that?"
His fingers twisted into the fabric of her shirt, tearing it slightly at the bottom as she writhed beneath his rock-solid form. Her scream was blocked off by a hand clamping over her mouth, matched with an angry scowl.
"Dumb broad. Even if I let you scream, who the fuck's going to hear you? Huh?"
Tears dislodged themselves from beneath her eyelids, traveling down her cheeks in hot streams. Hidan's wicked smile grew wider at the sight.
"So pathetic. You all are…kunoichi…"
Sakura shut her eyes, strength failing her as his hands ran along her body, pulling at the fabric of her clothes. The tugs weren't meant to remove it, but to tear it, altogether making the experience worse.
Sakura bit into his palm, hoping to buy herself some time. In response, a stinging pain spread across her cheek as his palm connected with her face.
"Try that again, sweetheart. Do it."
Sakura allowed her tears to continue falling freely, feeling his weight shift atop her.
Suddenly, it was gone.
Naruto…?
Sakura opened her eyes to see Hidan on his feet, staring hatefully up into the canopy above them.
"Get your weak ass out here, dammit. Show yourself!"
Hidan resisted against a sudden pull at his arm, losing grip on his scythe and growling as he struggled against the unseen force. The immortal successfully grasped his blade, only to lose his footing and stumble to the ground.
"What the fuck? You asshole!"
The sight was somewhat comforting as well as disturbing; in the treetops directly above the silver-haired man's head was the puppeteer, eyes fixed on his target as he used chakra strings to manipulate him. Judging by the grimace on Sasori's face, it was nothing short of a difficult task.
"Sasori!"
Hidan's skin went from a light tan to black in places, white in others. His anger formed an aura around him that made Sakura want to crawl into herself.
From behind her, arms encircled her torso and pulled her up. Sakura craned her head just enough to see a familiar face and blonde hair.
"Let go!"
The cry was enough to draw Sasori's attention. The puppeteer glanced up from his handiwork to say a single word.
"Go."
She couldn't hear it above Hidan's howling, but she read it as he spoke. Sakura pushed herself to her feet, both fighting and cooperating with Deidara as he pulled her away from the scene.
Once more, she found herself atop Deidara's most cherished creation, taking off towards the direction of her captivity.
"You…you…"
Deidara glanced over his shoulder, his scope visible rather than a second blue eye.
"Master Sasori doesn't need to know, now does he?"
I'm sorry that I'm going back to short chapters, but I was having a lot of trouble forming this one at all. I'm not sure why I was so stuck.
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