Yo, I'm back, so no need to worry… I'm better than ever! Piffle. Whatever, so, on with it I suppose.
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There were too many people who knew about her, the number grew every day and she was beginning to worry. She didn't want to go but the last visitor sealed the fate of staying from her.
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As soon as the Hyuuga left he appeared, a smile on his face and a glint in his eyes. There, in front of them, stood a very familiar red-head. A foot slipped into the doorway as Itachi tried to slam the door in his face; yelp of pain accompanied it in succession. He peered in at the irritated occupants and slowly raised his hands in surrender.
"You can't keep her locked away from everyone forever; I myself couldn't allow that."
Aggravation showed on all of the Uchihas' faces and the aura darkened as Itachi spoke.
"Who are you? What is your name?"
The man grimaced as he pulled his injured limb from the door-jam.
"My name is Sasori, and that is all you need."
Sasori backed up, leaving a good distance between the angry and powerful family and himself.
"I intend on seeing her again, in any case."
He disappeared in a puff of smoke, a kunai flying through the spot his head had been. Sakura couldn't breathe; she tried to suck in air, but nothing seemed to start her lungs. She felt like she was underwater. As the Uchihas noticed and panicked over her, she heard different phrases, scraps of sentences that didn't make sense.
"…Panic attack!…"
"…..too much….not much human contact…possible…abuse…."
"Why…..hell….tell us?"
"Calm her….water….sleep…."
She felt a cool clothe on her forehead. When had she lain down? The pull sleep had over her was increasing. Familiar hands soothed her and she could breathe again. Sleep won the fight as darkness overtook her.
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Then there was that damn dream!
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Their lips were on hers, the silky smooth skin rubbing hers. It crushed in hard and passionate, begging for entrance. Strong, warm hands tightened their grip about her waist, pulling her closer possessively.
"…Mine."
She felt every muscle as he pressed closer. She let out a husky gasp as he bit down on her neck, drawing blood then licking the wound. They pressed closer and she drew in a shaky gasp.
"Mine."
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After that she couldn't face any of them anymore, they weren't watching at the moment so now was her chance. Itachi had never found her hiding spot; she'd be safe there….
'Safe from what?'
The voice in her head was dark and deeply sarcastic but she pushed it away.
'No…I can't think that way! I'm nothing but a monster, its better that they never find out they helped such a creature…'
She opened the window, the cool night air brushing her soft pink locks. Observing the moon with sadness and apathy, she dropped from the opening and landed without a sound. She hadn't survived this long without stealth on her side. She slipped away and out of their lives without a trace.
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At the edge of the village she stopped, knowing full well that there was no way around it to get to her "home". Maybe if she stayed out of sight and out of mind for a while she'd get through this. It took everything she had not to go back, back to the friendly fights, humorous innuendos, and overall happiness. Shaking her head as if to shake off the weight of her decision she jumped from the roof of the building she was perched on.
That's when three things happened. One, a large explosion sounded in the air lighting up the sky like deadly fireworks. Two, guards seemed to appear from everywhere and converge on the area. Last, a blond-haired man was dragged into the open, screaming and kicking. That's when she was faced with a choice.
She knew how cruel their government was; she had no illusions about the world. This man, if taken into custody, would be tortured and killed without trial and without justice. If she helped him she ran the risk of being caught and finally giving them the reason to kill her they had been looking for. The guards, now that she could see them closely, looked odd.
They had odd oxygen masks, cords coming from their bodies that went nowhere, and seemed to move unnaturally. Yet, there were only four, the rest having left to tend to the raging fire. (Not that they would have bothered if it hadn't be a government building.) If she took out one or two maybe the odd man could free himself.
"Give in to your fate; you are under arrest for the terrorist bombing of a government owned building."
The young male's anger seemed to spike at that and he began kicking his legs out in a comical manner.
"Who are you calling a damn terrorist?" "I'm an artist, dammit!"
That's when she struck, leaping from the small building and slamming into the soldier below. He dropped in an unnatural move. Blondie, taking advantage of the situation, bucked backwards against his captor, knocking him over and sending him tumbling to the ground. He then launched into a high arching kick straight into another's jaw. A horrible cracking noise sounded in the air as the man's neck twisted around and he dropped in a heap.
The obvious horror that accompanied said man getting back up was palpable. Sakura however didn't have time to react to it as she snapped into a crouch and a long blade sailed above her. That blow she avoided, however, she couldn't move out of the way of the second as the handle came down on her head without mercy.
Dizzy and fading she fell back a few steps as she struggled for balance. The third strike sent everything spinning as the darkness closed in.
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