Nexus


love turns sanity into retarded-ness

Sequel to Forced Love. You might not get it if you don't read Forced Love first…! And dropping in reviews isn't so bad either…

Uhmm… few notes:

The author of this fic is depressed— Sasori's thoughts

no, ssssssssssuuuuuuppppppeeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr depressed— Sakura's thoughts

quote for the day!!:

"noticed how the word super makes any word… super?"

AND ALSO!!, there is this big part where everything is italicized I did it because I just felt like it.

Reviews people. Reviews. I desperately need them.

Disclaimer: somebody gave me Gaara for my b-day!! Dec. 20!!! Wheee!!! But then, he got weirded out by my cats… he ran away… good thing is somebody gave me Itachi!!!! Hahahahahahaha!!!! Feel the wrath of Neko-chan!!! But he mangeyou-ed my cats… I hate him. So I returned him to Masashi-san. (——)


Whoa. Smile in the same sentence with Sasori. OMG. It's like saying candies are bad for your teeth! But hey, at least he knows how. And to be frank he is pretty good at it, odd he doesn't do that often… holding that he actually has a pleasant smile, and a pretty infectious one too…

"why are you smiling?" Sasori said raising a brow.

"'cause you are." Sakura immediately replied with a giggle.

A blush rapidly appeared and faded thereafter. –sigh- why would they always try to hold back??

"never knew 'the great Sasori' would actually miss his homeland" Sakura teased and lowered her voice a bit on 'the great Sasori', making invisible quotation marks to add emphasis. Heh. Insults, how fun.

"yeah, and I'm not a bloody, treacherous not to mention infamous hot guy, Sasori-sama of the Akatsuki."

"oh, then ok, I'm not the wife of an impatient, egoistic 'and not to mention' absolutely revolting! AKASUNA no Sasori. My very own kidnapper, may I add."

"oh how intriguing" he spat sarcastically. Mocking the dying-now-out-of-laughter-cause–I-pissed-Sasori-off pinkhead.

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"dalalalalala!!!! Lalala-la! La-la-la-lallallaallallalla!!!!!!!!!!!" the hell with Sakura singing.

Sasori fought hard, the seemingly good-looking rock seems to tempt him into throwing it into Sakura's face.

Sudden urges like this are hard to hold back.

boom

Boredom… The mortal enemy of Sasori and of, if not obvious, Sakura

Now what? They went to Suna to find this Kitano-guy and to much of your surprise kill him -gasp!- and here is this konoichi howling, to what she persistently calls as singing, to lessen the mind-numbing hours she has to endure.

Must wait, must wait, must sit and wait, MUST SIT AND WAIT PPPPAAAAAATIENTLY, MMMUUUUUUUSSSST WAAAAAAIIIIIIITTTTTTT!!!!!!!

Ever since the I-can-read-your-mind connection between the two, Sakura has now realized of how Sasori hates —oh wait scratch that— DESPISES waiting. For holding back loads of pleasant-to-the-ears curses and swearings..ssss. it really must take a whole lot of effort to keep that stoic expression basically tattooed on his face. Wow. Even when getting horny he still keeps holding back. More wow. Ever wondered if he was already toying with his dick and you not noticing it, thinks like he's some god who can keep himself so calm?? Amazing, no?

Sakura stops shrieking —or singing, whatever she calls it— she seem to do it because she just lost track of the hours the two where sitting still… perfectly, still… and did I mention bored? Or maybe Kami-sama was being nice and made her lose her horrendous voice for Sasori's sake?

"remind me why are we doing this again" Sakura, obviously fed up with his inwardly rants, asks a simple question of why should he torture himself much.

"I have told you, everything must go well according to plan."

Oh yeah, curse him and his it-will-take-a-hell-lotta-time-so-you'll-probably-get-bored-to-death plans. Yes, Sakura had found other types of plans Sasori oh so like to waste his time with, named accordingly with the details of what effects it will cause. And unfortunately this was not the it-will-take-a-lot-of-time-so-I'll-probably-get-bored-let's-do-something-resourceful kind of plan that Sakura oh so likes. Pun intended.

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and there at last target spotted.

Kitano Nobu

—Asshole that made a stupid research on the beast extraction jutsu (Cha! Gotta need official Akatsuki authorization! Dumbass!!!)

—alive not for long

—and the main reason they had to wait. And yes, he is soooo gonna pay.

As soon as he stepped outside his thought-to-be-stealthy base, the doors quickly shut as threads of chakra motioned them to do so, traced back to the wonderful hands of Sasori-sama. Quicker than you can say any word ever made on this green earth, the base's insides were discharged with dull, purple-colored gas that seems to basically disintegrate everything including the base's walls as well. Melting every person, thing —especially all those research material— and destroying every hope of getting out. Dead or alive

As the base walls crumble into loads of refined ash, Nobu's body lay motionless on the floor that screams of death as he also was affected by the ongoing obliteration, his skin seems to simply tear and melt revealing his muscles and bones as his last breath was taken away from him due of course by the excruciating pain and a kunai boring into him —courtesy of Sakura who didn't seem to be content at the way he died for the waiting was not -for her- worthwhile—

Oh, the obliteration, Deidara must've been proud.

Seems that the 'art is a bang' is finally rubbing off on him.

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(A/N: a bit huge time skip here people, I hope you catch up, I'm just beginning to get lazy in this fic, I'm itching to start on a new one, but I'll finish this I promise.)

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Sakura held close to manor's walls. Griping tight on anything that can steady her unruly posture. Her balance way off, as her silent screams escape her trembling lips. She was alone.

Alone.

The rest had missions and even Sasori had gone to finish off a task with Deidara. Even though Sakura was reluctant at first not to go on a mission with Sasori, all of Akatsuki insisted on making her stay. Her constant and sometimes even daily missions were certainly bad for her, and of course, her child.

Scream.

As being a shinobi and a medic, she had to suppress her panic and evaluate the situation. It was Ninja 101. But nevertheless…

Pain overwhelmed her.

Somehow, at least somehow, sanity got a good grip on her. Yes, keep it as calm as possible, then make a list of what the hell is wrong with you. She ever so often scolds herself. Oh yes, what could possibly happen that could make a highly trained S-class missing nin… scream?

her vision was blurry

her breathing was unstable

Kami, she was swelling, more and she could burst

She gripped on her stomach, just too painful. Just so much… pain

not the ordinary cramps, she supposed

She winced ever so often and moved her eyes towards the source of pain… something she wished she just hadn't…

Blood

At lots of it…

S-Sa…so…ri…

As a medic nin, she knew what was happening. She clutched harder on her bloodstained dress. Closing her eyes as her knees gave up on her. Knowing fully well that she had

Miscarriage.

And with that, her body failed her.

Leaving a despairing mother of a born dead child

Unconscious.

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(A/N: that was fast!?! am I right with the symptoms? I had no time to research about it and decided to… guess. (——') ehehehe… -sweatdrop- I really hate health subject, never really listened to what my health teacher says)

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"WOULD YOU JUST CALM DOWN, SHUT THE FUCK UP, AND SIT OVER THERE SASORI!!!!!"

"HOW COULD I EVER DO THAT KONAN?!?!! LOOK!!! MY WIFE'S BEE-"

"I KNOW SASORI! I'M NOT STUPID!!—" –calms down- "look, you're making it all more complicated. Yes, I also do want to know what happened to her, and panicking won't help. So, please, I BEG OF YOU, please calm down and let me do what I need to do. NOW, BEFORE I RESTRAIN YOU!!" Konan ordered to the patient's seriously panic-stricken husband.

As the blue-haired female Akatsuki tries to nurse Sakura, more of the Akatsuki members piled in shouting "WHAT THE?!?", "WHAT HAPPENED TO HER?!!!", "OH, GOD, IS SHE DEAD??!!!!", "WHERE'S MY COOKIE?!?!!!! –gasp- WHAT I MISSED?!!!"

Just one of those days you are unsure whether to throw whatever you're holding unto the retarded authoress or simply admire her stupidity and offer her sanity lessons.

Pein being the all-calm-no-worry-hot-guy as he so calls himself —somehow like a guy version of Lindsay Lohan, just has more ego pumped up to the highest level— retold the story, of how he came in the base, saw blood trail, saw the source, screamed like a girl, fainted and got saved by Konan. And yes, all throughout he kept his calm.

high and almighty dumbass. We praise you.

as Sakura was just… lying there. Clinging on to her dear life. Sasori was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

3

2

1

boom

lost his sanity… poor guy. started smashing anything near him. It looked so retarded that Deidara fought the urges to join him in the game of smash-the-whole-wretched-base.

Now, that would never ever mean anything good.

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(A/N: sorry… I just can't decide whether to make this funny or uhmm… dramatic…)

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"I'm sorry, I really am… If I just assigned Deidara and Tobi or even Ita—"

"t-that's ok… Pein-sama…it's…ok"

"IT WAS MY FAULT, SAKURA, IF, IF, I CAME HERE FASTER WE COULD'VE—"

"look… Sasori, everyone… no one's at fault…" Sakura protested though looking only at the bed sheets as if it was actually something to be fascinated with.

"no one… would've wanted this to happen…" she gripped harder now.

"I-it's…j-just… I-I guess… I-it was s-still n-not t-the r–rright t-time!" she screeched at the end. Though in the middle of hardly-suppressed-sobs she continued… "m-maybe… I-it was just n-not t-the r-right time… t-to… h-have my b-baby." Only a murmur at the end.

Maybe

Only maybe

It wasn't just… the right time

Maybe…

as Konan handed her some water, she mentioned the others to leave. As soon as she signaled them, they quickly responded and left the room in silence. "I-I'll have to go too, Sakura… b-be sure to get your rest 'kay?" and after that, she too followed the others and left only Sasori and Sakura inside.

Sasori sitting on the edge of the bed, leaned on closer to Sakura, who is seated upright and can't seem to look at Sasori's calm and reassuring gaze. A hand rested and caressed Sakura's cheek softly. "I'm here… it's ok"

And with that assertion of his presence, Sakura seemed to be —if possible at least— eased. Though even of the slightest display of comfort, Sasori was not pleased. He knew, he knew, he knew… —even better than Sakura herself— that she wasn't going any better, maybe… even never.

He clenched his teeth. Knowing that she might not… be who she was before, who she really is. Depression is one thing. Recovering from it is yet another. All of a sudden —following only his intuition, his instinct— he hugged her with all of the warmth and protectiveness he could ever ever give. And in his never-ceasing hug he let his tears roll down. Flow and continue to flow until he might have used it up all… if it was the only thing he could do for her, heck, he would cry even his own blood. And even if all is shed he'll cry even more, even if it takes forever he'll do. Just so. Just so… she would… be…

Her eyes back to their glistening semblance

Her lips back to forming those beautifully curved half-moons

Her whole entity… be… back.

She would be… Sakura again.

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Sasori was still looking at her sleeping form intensely as he cuddled into her closer. Not wanting to sleep, due to fear of that… she might just… vanish. He continued to stoke her bangs away revealing her angelic features. Too engrossed by his thoughts he continued to stroke her hair aimlessly. Wondering… wondering if…

If it was all his fault

He stopped and instead, nuzzled on her neck and took in her intoxicating scent. Thinking… that was it really smart of him to take her in from the very beginning just to see her suffer now?

Was he that selfish?

He wanted her all for himself. That he was only thinking of himself and how he would make himself happy. That all he did was only beneficial to him. That he never did care.

Had he ever cared?

Even worse.

Had he ever…

Ever…

Loved her?

was being selfish and be at fault for her suffering meant that he loved her?

"I-it's…j-just… I-I guess… I-it was s-still n-not t-the r–rright t-time!"

"m-maybe… I-it was just n-not t-the r-right time… t-to… h-have my b-baby."

Maybe

Only maybe

It wasn't just… the right time

Maybe…

now

maybe…

it wasn't just time…

maybe…

he wasn't just…

the right guy…


(——) yeah, I know guys, just another sucky chapter. Kinda short. And really boring. I updated kinda late… ehe…ehe…he… (—­— ') (sweatdrop) I had… stuff… there's this science fair going on and blahs… and we're in charge blahs… and I've been busy reading! And I actually read! And study! … ok I lied on the last part… and you've probably noticed that this is just one of those lame excuses that authors continuously write even though no one actually believes in it. Why? Because more words are added, that's why. It's simply satisfying to see those hits and words scale going up… ooohh… sooo many numbers… something like that. They like, go jumpin' up and down and say "wow! That's the most numbers I've seen! …That doesn't make my head hurt like when math does!" 'ya know. That's what makes us happy… but does not really… mean to continue the fic…

But of course, if reviews increased…