A/N: Yay! Reviewey godness! Awesome! Oh, but the way, I'm working on a pictur to go with the previous chapter. I'll update n a few days. Hopefully no more than two days. Anyways, on with the story!
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Unspoken
By: Goth-VampireNinja
Chapter Eight: Reduced
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Gaara, Naruto, Kakashi, and Sasuke were all walking down to Naruto's favorite ramen stand to get a bite. Kakashi had suggested it, since he was desperate for the team to get along, and he even offered to pay for the meal, but it was obviously not working, since Sakura was constantly glaring at Sasuke, who glared right back. Also, the Jinchuuriki trio had quickly dispatched themselves from Kakashi and Sasuke and were walking a little to their side, Sakura in between the males, as it always seemed to be nowadays.
"Um...guys, why don't you come over here so we can socialize better? You guys don't seem to have very much motivation as a team, after all..." Kakashi said nervously, feeling all the weight of the tension of the team on his shoulders.
"What do you mean, Kakashi-sensei?" Sakura asked pacively, with a tint of forced, fake cheerfulnes. Hearing the false tone of happiness in her voice, Naruto's face seemed to sadden and Gaara frowned. "I'm full of motivation!" she continued.
"Oh, you're full of something, all right," Sasuke scoffed. Sakura forced a reassuring smile and took a step towards him, but Naruto's and Gaara's hand quickly latched on hers. "Pfft," Sasuke chuckled. "You even need protecting from your own recklessnes?" he mocked, eyeing the way they held her hands in theirs.
"Jealous?" Naruto asked. He decided to help Sakura out, coming to th conclusion that Sasuke was being a jerk. Couldn't he see how much their teamate was suffering?
Sasuke scoffed indignantly, turning away from them. Kakashi took in all he had just seen and sighed. He was already forming a plan...
After eating lunch, Kakshi hearded them all back home, except for Sakura and Sasuke, who he stole away with the excuse that he was going to give them a little private training for teamwork and that neither Gaara nor Naruto could come. That was the only reason Gaara had oblieged, because private was requested, quite forcefully, but still requested.
"Where are we going, Kakashi-sensei?" Sakura asked emotionlessly. Kakashi notice that she was a lot more lively when the other two were around. He wondered why that was.
"We are going to the Hokage mountains," Kakshi responded plainly. Sakura nodded and kept walking. When they got there, Kakshi had to activate his Shaingan to wrk his plan out. It was so dark that they couldn't even see the palms of their hands, but they kept on walking deepper and deeper into the carved mountains. When Kakshi noticed tha they were near the room where he had planned to take them, he smiled. "Please step in here," he said, motioning for the door to their right. He held the door open for them
Sasuke stepped in, but Sakura hung back, making Kakashi worry. "You go ahead, sensei," she said sweetly, with a hint of undetectable suspicion.
"That's okay Sakura. I'll hold the door open for you," he said nervously. She didn't move. Finally, taking advantage of the darkness, Kakashi grabbed Sakura by the arm and threw her in. She grabbed his arm and latched on, digging her claws into his flesh and making Kakashi wonder of she was holding kunai knives, since he didn't know about her strange powers. But her kicked her mildly on the stomach, making her fly forcefully into the room. She quickly got up ad headed for the door, but Kakashi closed it just as she was about to reach it. She ponded on the door. "Don't even try to break it," Kakashi said, forming multiple hand signs and making seals. "The seals on the door won't let you out unless you're either getting along or one of you dies. And I don't want to come back tomorrow to find a corpe, or there will be serious consequences!" Kakashi warned seriously, knowing perfectly well what the two teen were capable of doing to each other.
"What's going on?" Sasuke asked, furious. Sakura ignored him.
"Please let me out," Sakura whimpered softly. In the complete darkness, it was impossible to see even an inch from your face, but Sakura could see with her modified eyes. And she was pretty sure that Sasuke could see if he used his Sharingan. "Please, Kakashi-sensei..." she cried. She felt like the small room was swollowing her; crushing her. She started shanking terribly.
"No, Sakura. You will stay in there with Sasuke until you both get along. I'll come back tomorrow first thing in the morning." With that, he left, not hearing Saukra's blood-curtling scream.
"NO!" she screamed, pounding on the door. Desperate, she tried every possible destruction move on the door, but the seals were strong, and the doors didn't even get a scratch. Sakura sobbed as she trembled furiously.
"What the hell, Sakura? We're not getting out of here, so you might as well just sit and wait for morning to come," Sasuke said, enraged with their sensei's stupidity.
"Just go masturbate in the corner, Uchiha!" she screamed, desperately trying to keep herself in check as the tears streamed down her cheeks. Sasuke's eye twitched in anger.
"Will you stop that," he growled. He heard the sobs from Sakura and insantly, his anger faded. "Sakura?" he asked, his tone softer. A whimper was heard. He walked blindly towards the sound, but there was a scurrying sound as she leapt to a corner, away from him. "Sakura," he growled. Annoyed, he activated his Sharingan and saw where she was: Huddled in a corner as far away from the door, and him, as possible. He walked towards her.
"Stay away!" she yelled, huddling closer to the wall. "Don't come near me, you cold-hearted icicle! Go choke on a pinguin!" He kept advancing on her. When he was towering over her crumpled form, he reached out, but even though it appeared that she wasn't loking, her clawed hand suddenly shot out and gashed his forearm.
"Urgh," Sasuke groaned in pain. "That hurt," he said plainly, and sat down next to her anyways. She scooted away from him, but he just followed, intent on making her speak to him and at least explain why she hated him so much. She seemed to be dieing right in front of him, but he dared not touch her. "What's wrong?" he finally asked.
There was no answer, except for a very noticeable flinch. Suddenly, she made a dash for a sack of boxes accross the small, claustrophobic room and hid among them. Sasuke was calmly getting up, ready to follow, but suddenly there was a strong smell of blood and he dashed over to her, Sharingan fully activated.
The increadibly-heavy boxes were all around her, forming a protective barrier around her. It took a while of urgent struggling until he finaly got to her. But the horror that befell his eyes was almost too much to bear. To see the cheerfull girl that once annoyed him so much covered from head to toe in her own sweet blood and slashing her own wrists desperately enough to kill herself...
"Sakura! Stop!" he cried desperately, throwing himself at her and taking the kunai out of her hands violently. She fought against him weakly and glared at him fiercely.
"Go away! This is none of your concern!" she screamed, her voice trembled and broke. For the first time, Sasuke noticed the sheer terror in her dull, beautiful eyes and the horrile trembling that made her whole body vibrate.
"But it is my of concern! You're my teamate! Of course I care! And you're one of the best medical ninja in the world! You can't die! Much less kill yourself! I'm not going to let you reduce yourself to suicide!" Sasuke yelled back at her. Her glare intensified, if possible.
"And that is the only reason you're stopping me," she hissed angrily. "If I was none of those things you would just be standing there, saying, 'Whatever. Hurry up and get it over with,' wouldn't you?" Sasuke was about to protest, but she interrupted. "Admit it, Uchiha. You don't care about me. But you wouldn't want other people to know how heartles you are, so you pretend to care! You've caused me more than enough suffering for one lifetime! You are the biggest, most hatefull--" There was a sharp sound then that echoed through the small room and thundered inside both their heads. Sakura turned her head back from the side to stare at Sasuke and touched her cheek tentatively. He had just slapped her? Had he really just done that?
"Maybe that'll bring you back to reality, Sakura. I've never hated you and I've never hurt you intentionally either...I want to know why you hate me so much!" Sasuke was clenching the hand he had just slapped her with tightly, not quite believing he had done it.
To Sasuke's surprise, Sakura smiled hatefully at him and shook her head slightly. "You just don't get it, do you, you clueless prick? Do you remember when I tried to stop you from leaving? I loved you with every fiber of my being back then, Uchiha. When you knocked me out and left, I was shattered. When I woke up and you weren't there anymore, something inside me changed, and my feelings turned upside-down. I changed. I wasn't the same anymore. Who's fault do you think that was?"
Sasuke was speechless. Was he the reason for Sakura's misery? He couldn't quite believe that. "So, I take it you don't love me anymore, huh?" he asked distractedly. She stared at him with a look of indignant disbelief, as if saying: 'How can he even dare ask me that? Isn't it obvious?'
But she answered anyways. "I told you how I used to love you with every fiber of my existence, right?" He nodded. "Well, now I hate you with every fiber of my being," she stated matter-of-factly, as if saying the grass was green. Sakura ran a healing hand over her wounds until only the faint, white outline of the crisscrossing scars remained. Sasuke stared in a somewht dazed amazement. She could be so cruel...But she seemed to be lightening up somewhat...
"Get away from me, you deprived idiot. Ever heard of personal space, teme?" She asked brusquely, as if reading his thoughts and deciding to contradict him just in the sake of spite. He glared at her.
"I'm not moving, or you might do something stupid again," he growled. He noticed that she was still shaking and terror flashed in her eyes every time he moved even the smallest bit. But he stayed where he was, and watched over the unstable girl next to him. It wasn't long before she fell asleep, huddled in on herself, and nearly gave him a heart attack when he noticed she had stopped breathing. But then he remembered their previous episode and sighed in relief, knowing she was okay. Or so he hoped. With her, nobody could ever be too sure.
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A/N: Ooooohhh. Heheeh! Goodness! I love the way this is going! YES! R&R!!