Droplets dripped from a leaky facet, the lights in the room flickered between the light and darkness. No wind sang but the chilly hand of the cold against my back. My eyes were heavy with a deathly sleep that called out my name. Hinges to the old rusty door opened and then squeaked shut as a few foot steps entered.

A raspy cough escaped from the back of my throat, leaving it dry and itchy. I felt the blood caked onto my flesh, the stickiness making it all the harder to wiggle around in the chair I was bound to. My head hung from my shoulders and my arms were tied around to the back of the chair. Who ever bound me made sure of one thing, that I wouldn't be able to use any jutsus with my hands, they were tied by chakra strings that were scattered about the room.

The sound of little footsteps encircled me and then came to a halt. Around my eyes they blindfolded me, accounting for why I couldn't loath the person seven fold. I don't care anymore. My life on both ends has come to an end, an end without hope of blossoming. I'm assumed to be MIA or worse, dead, then again that may be the case.

A small and deep 'hmm' escaped the person that stood before my blinded being. I breathed in slowly, my heart racing far more than I'd expect. "What are you doing here?" The voice was monotone and grim. My heart pumped, and the blood drained from my face. I said nothing and kept breathing. I felt a large and rough hand place itself under my chin, as if I were supposed to look into the being's eyes. Slowly the blinding was untied and fell to my lap. My eyes darted u and my breathing went ridged.

His face was so similar to the one I used to know but yet…a remnant of an empty shell. The life I once saw was no more, just a dark and clouded abyss of evil. His eyes were dark and cold, just like I remembered, skin clammy white and hair still jet black like the night sky. Slowly my eyes went down to my lap, I really shouldn't be surprised by seeing him but yet I am. "What do you want from me?"

His hand jerked my chin up, my eyes slowly connecting to his only then to focus on his forehead. "No hello?" I sneered," Kill me now; I know you'd appreciate that." A low smirk sag lightly from his poisonous lips," On the contrary, I'd rather you alive." I scoffed and turned my vision to the wall. "I'd rather die before I serve any dastardly plan of yours." His haunting hand came to my cheek and made me look at him; he wanted me to know that hesitation wasn't an option. "That'll make things much harder."

This snake like sentence catches my attention, what was that supposed to mean? That familiar Uchiha strode to the door in his infamous manor, locking all locks and turning to me as his hand came to the bow of his undoing. My eyes dart up and I knew where this was going.

His breathed gave out in a gasp as he woke up from a cold sweated dream. His pillow was damp with perspiration; all his dreams were plagued with pink. His red hair was plastered to his face, sweat still dampening his skin. His hand came to the covers, flinging them off. Both hands slid down his face, the effect of her being gone for so long drove him insane. He wanted to take it back, all of it back. Those words he never should have said still remain a scar on his beating heart, one that was too clean and deep. The future is never for certain and is always a mystery, but why did he have to loose a priceless person for the cost of learning a life lesson.

It's been about six months since the day she had gone missing. Every search he did came up to a dead end, where was Haruno? No one knew. Even the Uchiha himself looked and wandered aimlessly for weeks on end yet nothing. It all seemed to dull down once that familiar warmth left; they all concluded it was because of her. He hadn't given up but he though he should and yet not at the same time. He lost horribly in this game of love and war, not even a puppet master, such as himself, could manipulate the out come of events. That spot on the bed felt so uncomfortably empty to him, she was missing and he knew she needed to be found, but where?

A knock came to the door and the groggy puppet master came to answer. The door was ajar slightly as one visible eye looked up to see a fellow member. "What is it?" His voice was low, raspy and hoarse from the lack of sleep. The two sided man turned almost to leave and before he did all he said was," We found her."

haha totally having a brain malfunction

i totally shouldn't have left a total cliffhanger to pick up after like a bizillion years later XD

well i know it was s'posed to be longer but I'm trying

I needed something to help me update

so I hope this wasn't to bad

love the reviews and I'll be updating when i can

thnx