ToRn

by RuhGezgini

Chapter 6

A New Profile

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My dreams were filled with bad winter storms. The snow was blowing so hard I couldn't see anything, and the win wasd so cold I froze to the bone. Despite everything, I had to get through the storm. I didn't know why, but I just had to. I knew that there was no end to this - to this pain.

My only hope was to open my eyes in my warm, cozy, king sized bed. Even though I opened my eyes, I didn't feel better. Instead, I felt worse. Now I wanted to go back to that dream and stay right there, because the scene I saw could never be good.

Before sleeping I forgot to turn off my TV, leaving the early morning news for me to watch. The show was announcing the death of someone I knew, a person whom I loved unconditionally.

Sakura.

The reality hit me a minute later; she was never going to come back. I was never going to hold her against me and tell her I much I love her and maybe force her to kiss me if she was unwilling. But now. . .

She was dead.

The whole case was going to be on my shoulders.

Now I, the infamous detective Sasuke Uchiha was alone. Again...

"Did you ever think things would turn out this way?"

"What do you mean?" I asked, cocking my head to the side in confusion.

"When you met me," Sakura walked nearer to me. When she got close enough, she took my hands and pulled me even closer. "Did you think things would end up like this?"

"No," I admitted with a lopsided grin. "But I hoped. What about you?"

"Even when you first met me?" she asked. "Back when you came with Neji and introduced yourself?"

"Even then. Why do you think I introduced myself?"

"I don't believe you." Sakura shook her head. "How could you possibly have known that we'd end up together?"

"I didn't know." I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her to me while she looped her arms around my neck as she stared down at me. "But as soon as I looked at your eyes, I had a feeling," I paused, thinking of the right words.

"Then when did you know for sure that you loved me?" she asked.

I stared upwards for a second, thinking. "When you were in the rain waiting for Neji. Then you looked at your phone for the time, and I suddenly felt so heartbroken.

"I mean, I was glad he didn't come and get you - I knew that he was the right one for you. I realized how terribly I wanted to be near you, though." I brushed back a hair from her face. "I don't think I've ever really loved anyone until I met you, Sakura," I smiled for a moment, but gently reminded her, "You didn't answer my question."

"What question?"

"When did you fall in love with me?"

Sakura appeared to be searching for the answer. "At the graduation," she said finally. "Not my graduation, but when you and Neji got your diplomas. You came and danced with me, and you made me feel. . . something that I'd never felt before. I never wanted to stop dancing with you."

"Shall we dance now?" I offered.

"No. I think there's something else I'd rather do." she smiled and pulled me to her, kissing him deeply.

"Sasuke?"

"Hm?"

"Tell me a really scary story, the most horrific one you can come up with."

"Why in the middle of the night?"

"I don't know. You are an inspector, right? You must have some crazy cases. Tell me."

I shrugged. "I really don't have any, at least not yet. But I once have heard it from someone."

Her eyes widened. "Tell me, tell me!"

"Alright. Here we go. One cold winter night, sixteen year old Kelly Sanders was home alone, since her parents went out to a dinner party at a friend's house. It had been snowing all afternoon, but had just recently stopped. After studying for a while, she decided to relax a little - after all, she finally had the house to herself. She made some popcorn, got a nice warm, fuzzy blanket, and snuggled under it to watch one of her favorite movies. By midnight, Kelly's parents were still not home, and she began to feel uneasy, but refused to call them, risking sounding like she couldn't take care of herself.

"Suddenly, her eye caught a glint of light from behind the TV, and right there, just outside the glass door, was a crazy-eyed man, grinning maliciously at her, holding a long, narrow blade in his left hand. Terrified, the girl panicked, pulled the blanket up over her head and grabbed the cordless phone by her side. Kelly called the police, and as luck would have it, there was a patrol car less than a block from her house. In a matter of seconds, two officers were on the scene and Kelly retold her story about the armed man staring through the glass.

"The first officer opened the sliding door and looked around the area. After a few moments, she turned and explained to Kelly that there couldn't have been anyone standing out there, as there would have been footprints in the snow. The second officer tells her that she was probably just tired and her imagination was playing tricks on her. He pointed to the TV where the horror movie she had been watching was still playing. "Stuff like that doesn't help matters, either,'' he said smiling. Kelly smiled too, more at her own immaturity than the officer's remark, but was still a little shaken. As the police started to leave, the male officer stopped and looked behind the sofa that Kelly had been sitting on.

"His jaw dropped and eyes widened in shock. Kelly and the other officer noticed his reaction and followed his gaze - they both gasped. There were wet footprints and a discarded knife on the carpet behind the couch. Kelly hadn't seen the man outside the door, she'd seen his reflection where he was standing behind her."

"Is that supposed to be scary?"

"Yes, it was meant to be."

"Well I'm not scared," Sakura teased. "Tell me another one."

"I don't have one. Well, maybe, but you need to watch it."

"Then let's do it! What's the problem?" Sakura demanded.

"Fine, fine. But after that just don't whine, alright?"

I pulled up something she couldn't resist: The Cat with Hands. (if you haven't seen it you can watch it on YouTube but be warned, it's not only scary, but also disgusting.)

After a few minutes, Sakura started to look around, trying not to look at or touch the laptop beside her. I knew she was scared, and I liked it.

"Don't worry. I'll be in my home safe and sound, even if it is 3 in the morning," Sakura assured me.

"I just don't want you to go Sak, it's dangerous this time of night."

"You know what? Turn on your TV and start watching it. By the time you fall asleep, I'll be at my apartment."

"Alright."

"I love you."

"Yeah I know," I shrugged.

She smiled at me once again, "Bye."

I was still worried but replied nonetheless, "Bye."

She was right. By the time I lost control over my body and slept on my king sized bed without Sakura, TV turned on, she was inside of her apartment. By the time I opened my eyes...

"I'll be at home safe and sound."

...she was dead.

The killer would be no other than her ex - boyfriend, my partner, my only friend, and my worst enemy. The one whose gilrfriend I stole and made her love myself, would do such a thing? It couldn't be.

I could only hope.

The Devil, I would learn, does not simply kill with letters alone. We, Neji and I, once again would learn that the Devil was where we least expected him to be. He was there in Sakura's house that unfaithful day, waiting for her arrival.

It took me too long to understand that even Neji was innocent. We were only a small piece in the Devil's chess game, and the real Devil was merciless.

I looked at the piece of paper in my hands, a note that I once wrote to Sakura but never actually had a chance to give to her. My eyes started to well up with tears and I knew, in seconds I would break down and start to cry.

From: The Devil

To: Sakura

I know, I usually write horrible things here but it really doesn't matter now. Someone is stalking you. Promise me to be careful, because I think I know this guy.

Once I was naive

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I thought everything was fine

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But this world is cruel

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And the Devil, I would learn

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Does not kill with death alone

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I know it has other ways

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At least-

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I hope it has...

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A/N: My dear readers! I know, I know. I've been away like half a year or something? I dont think it was that long, but I have a great excuse. First off, the last few weeks were really hard for me because there was this "little conflict" in Turkey and the police started to throw tear gas and harmed many people. If you really want to know the details, I suggest you read The Guardian and New York Times. Not to mention I had sooooox1000 many exams 8D...

Alright, with the story now.

In this chapter I simply told you about the relationship between Sasuke and Sakura the day before she died. The chapter was made because I promised you that there would be some romance in it. :D But it's coming to an end and you will learn who killed our dear Sakura and WHY! I may write another chapter before the epilogue but does it really matter?

Please tell me what you think. Even flame it - I don't care. Just let me know. By the way, there was a 'guest' who simply reviewed every chapter of mine. I'm thankful for it but really? -A? Please be more creative next time. I know who you are! :D

Stay tuned for the next chapter.

Review if you don't want the Devil - the one in my story, I'm not that bad- to come to your house.

- RuhGezgini