(Okay well I promised more, FYI, I don't hate Sakura (though I'm a Hinata fan) and nor do I support rape (only in fanfics) or the abuse of women, I do not own Naruto, if I did Sasuke wouldn't be so emo)

Sasori rarely "felt" anything. In fact he nearly never feels anything save when he completes a new work of art. Pride, over whelming pride was the only way to describe how he felt as he dipped a brush in red ink. A perfect replica of Sakura laid before him save a white capsule resided where her heart would be. She wasn't like his other wooden puppets, she still had her pale creamy skin tone, if her joints where covered even the whole of the hidden leaf wouldn't notice a difference in her. He had repaid his debt to Zetsu for his earlier services with Sakura's useless remains. Her heart alone remained protected in capsule inside the Sakura puppet. He wasn't disappointed it took him two weeks longer then he predicted, he was annoyed at first that he was behind schedule but the product was worth it. He painted his signature like signing a painting on Sakura's heart piece. He looked at her perfection for a few moments before making a hand seal that would give his master piece life.

Sakura's heart lurched and the veins reached out attaching themselves into the puppet. Sakura opened her eyes immediately in response, Sasori noticed right away she had her eyes half closed and her emerald eyes looked dull. She slowly turned her head and examined her surroundings looking more interested then anything else. Slowly her vision rested on Sasori. She remembered clearly what he had done to her, she knew herself, her whole life, but it seemed distant, unreal some how. She felt nothing, she felt no anger or rage towards him, no sadness for herself, no pain, nothing, and the voice of inner Sakura was silent. Sasori reached out tenderly and placed a hand on her cheek. She didn't flinch or pull back, nor showed any sign of noticing or even caring. He watched her with chakra strings in the other hand case she had retained any of her humanity but it seemed she lost it. He stood back and said to her "Stand…stand up my marionette, my stringless puppet." Sakura looked up at him and seeing no reason to disobey she stood up.

Sasori was thrilled, to command a puppet without even twitching a finger. Sasori couldn't wait to test his puppet to it's fullest but for now he would merely entertain him self while he plotted. "Sakura dance for me," he commanded. He had yet to cloth her, he realized as she gracefully moved. He was captivated by her beauty, the light reflected off her budded bosoms, she twirled and danced in seeming slow motion turned and swaying with grace she did not have in her previous forum. How long he watched her he did not know but he knew that it was getting dark. "You may stop, thank you that was beautiful," he said. "Your welcome," she replied. Sasori was surprised about this, it was her voice, even her child hood friend Ino could not deny that was her voice, but it lacked the emotion and the Sakura personality it once had. "You can speak?" he asked curios of his little doll. "Hai…" she replied.

Sasori admitted latter to himself he had forgot to acquire appropriate cloths and the basic cloak he gave his typical puppets didn't suit her. He had to a spare Akatsuki cloak it needed only minor adjustments to fit her correctly. He must admit he did like her better in something black. Soon after the set out to return to the leaf village, they meet only one patrol along the way, an ANBU patrol. They where surprised to see Sakura and having orders to capture her on sight they leap at her. Sasori hidden within Hiroko didn't move, he wanted to see how effective she was. They where wary of the pair in the Akatsuki uniform but they didn't know what they where dealing with. One bound them both in a genjutsu not knowing they where both immune due to the fact their brains had been replaced. Sakura remained still before they neared, as soon as one touched her she leapt into action. Her eye completely opened and her emerald eye shone as she turned so quickly the cloak feel off her exposing her shameless nudity and her inhuman body. "A puppet?" the masked nin managed to say before Sakura hit him in the chest. Small needles extended out of her chakra lased fist and retracted after they stabbed the man in the chest. He flew several feet back and slammed against tree surprising the rest of the team. The man chocked and coughed as his veins became visible turning an unsightly purple color. The other three members where not given a chance to recover as Sakura send a burst of chakra to her foot giving her a burst of speed as charged. Sasori gave a quite chuckle in his gruff voice as the nins screamed. Sasori latter was examining their bodies "you have modified my poison," he said as a statement. "Hai, this one not even Tsunade could find an antidote, and it works much faster, so fast it wouldn't matter if you had the antidote or not."

Sasori took that cloths from ANBU that best fitted Sakura, but she still wore her new cloak over top. They reached the outer wall protecting the village Sasori turned to Sakura, he had completed his plan of action. "There is only one place I do not control you, own you completely…." He started to explain the passive doll. He pulled out a chakra string and attached it between their two heart peaces, then making a complex series of hand seals he severed the chakra string. Sakura only passively thought to herself "so what did that do?" "It has given me complete control of your mind and thoughts…" she heard inside her head. Sasori was smirking as he said and thought at the same time making her hear him twice "now I own you completely your mine….."

(well I have now corrupted the characters I'll post the next chapter soon!)