A/N.:Yes, Your eyes are not deceiving you.
This. Is. An. Update.
Well I have loads of excuses, why it took me so freakishly long to update, but I think most of you already know why. –shifts eyes away from the glaring TPH fans-
Yes, as I was saying…
Oh, the hell with this all.
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Right. On with this!
The Puppet House
Chapter Five
New Home
The first thing Sakura felt when she regained consciousness was pain. Immense pain going through her, reaching every possible nerve in her little body. As if someone has roughly slammed her to a wall, or a car has driven over her.
Which she mussed, could be a possibility, because she defiantly wasn't a person who looked around before crossing the street, or heck, walking on the sidewalk. So, being hit by a car was a possibility.
And that would explain why she was in a warm bed that smelled so nice and had a cozy feeling to it.
She must be in hospital.
Then there was something touching her face. Feather like touches. Barely brushing her skin, sending little shivers down her spine.
That must be a nurse checking on her, seeing if she was alright or maybe if she was awake.
Sighing in a content feeling, the pink haired snuggled into her pillow, which actually just moved, but she brushed it off as 'the nurse must have moved it for me, to make me sleep more comfortably' thing, Sakura started thinking what was she doing before she got here in this bed – hospital – frowning slightly while trying to remember her day.
It all started like all the mornings. Wake up, do usual morning stuff, go to the library, look for something new to read there.
She remembers finding a scroll, about something she can't remember, because her memory is being fuzzy at the moment.
Then she remembered going somewhere. Some kind of house. What house?
She couldn't concentrate and the hand that was now stroking her hair wasn't helping at all.
Wait. The scroll, Akasunas, the house, her not being able to get out, then paranoia, someone stalking her in that cursed house and then… then that human kind wall with red eyes.
Snapping her eyes open, green eyes scanned her surrounding. Seeing no white walls or a nurse standing by, Sakura started to panic. This wasn't the hospital. She was still in the god forsaken house!
Panicking ever more when those hands slide from her hair along her face, to her chin, cupping it gently and forcing her head up.
Green met red one again. Clashing and making sparks. Sending shivers down her spine, after seeing all those emotions inside of them. Swirling deep inside, promising great pleasure in the cost of something precious.
Then there was that smirk, which looked like a crooked kind of smile. It was mocking her, as if saying he knows something she doesn't.
Trying to free her self from those hands holding her chin, Sakura tried to jerk away, only to make the hold get tighter.
Wincing slightly from too much human contact, she tried once again, only to make one of the hands that where on her chin to wrap around her, right under her breasts.
Whimpering slightly at the slightly intimate contact, Sakura pleadingly looked at the mans eyes, as if asking to let her go.
The pleading look was answered with a chuckle and a nuzzle to her hair. Eyes widening, Sakura used this distraction to get away from the man. Quickly moving away, slightly grimacing when her muscles protested to move even faster, Sakura tumbled to the end of the bed, when her muscles finally gave out under her.
Frowning at her legs the girl quickly looked up when she felt the bed shifting, frown deepening even more after seeing that the man was crawling her way. To Sakura it looked more like stalking to her, like a predator a pray. And unfortunately she was that pray.
Moving away a little bit more she felt the edge of the bed, stopping before she could fall of the bed and cause her self some more pain, which she didn't need at all at this moment. Actually, stopping at that thought, maybe it would be better to be in a lot of pain and forget everything that's happening and be happy in oblivion, then facing whatever is going to happen.
Considering her choices, Sakura quickly leaned back and started falling off the bed, only to be caught in two strong arms before she hit the ground.
There was that chuckle again.
"Now, now. We don't want you to get hurt, now do we my little doll?"
Hearing that voice the green eyed girl froze still in those hands that where still holding her. Not noticing him dragging her closer to him, sitting her on his lap, her face facing his chest and him bending to nuzzle his cheek to hers.
The only thing going through her mind was 'My little doll?' and trying to process what he just said, Sakura was oblivious to what the man was doing to her.
Slightly shaking her head, which only made the man tightened his hold on her and drag his nose to her neck to nuzzle there, Sakura tried to talk, only to come to realization that her mouth was dry and felt as if someone has putted cotton in there.
"Let me go" she managed to rasp out.
"And where would be the fun in that, my little doll" the red eyed man whispered near her ear, making her shudder.
"Please" another weak attempt to make the man let her go.
The man didn't answer, just kept nuzzling her neck, sometimes laying little butterfly kisses on her shoulder.
"Don't worry dear, you'll be safe here. No one will hurt you anymore" the man started muttering stuff.
"Who are you?"
"Someone, who will protect you, from those who hurt you. Someone, who will love you no matter what. Someone, who will always be there for you, when you need someone. No. I'll be everything and the only thing you'll ever need in this world."
It started out as a soft whisper, but it ended as a dark possessive promise.
"I'll be your lover, your master. And you'll be my little doll that I will forever hold near me, not letting anyone else see my little treasure."
Slightly whimpering when the hold gotten even tighter then before, Sakura tried to ask once again.
"Who are you?"
Feeling a smirk near her skin the man kissed her neck going up till his lips where hovering over her ears shell.
"You know who I am little girl. If you wouldn't know, you wouldn't have come here in the first place."
A moment of silence.
"Sasori no Akasuna?" her green eyes widened.
"Yes dear?" the said man, now know as Sasori, purred out like some feline.
"B-but...how? S-shouldn't you be dead? You're like…few hundreds y-years old." Sakura stuttered, looking disbelievingly at the youthful man.
He didn't look older then twenty years old. No wrinkles, no gray hair, nothing. Just a good looking guy, with red hair, red beady eyes and a doll like face.
Sasori putted his forehead against Sakuras. Eye to eye, nose to nose, lips only millimeters away from each others.
"I was waiting for you my little doll, I just couldn't die before having you. And now that I have you, we'll live together forever"
With every word their lips brushed lightly. Making Sakura shiver and trying to pull away.
Seeing that the red haired man won't let het go, she ceased her struggling sighed deeply.
"What's this place anyway?" The greed eyed girl asked remembering all the unusual stuff happening in the house.
Sasori smirked.
"This is your new home, my little doll"
And with that he leaned in, sealing their lips together.