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Chapter 5
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From the Past
Sakura POV
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January 1st.
Dear diary…
It seems so funny to write that. I've never had a diary before, and I suppose that this will be interesting to keep. My darling brother gave you to me for the New Year, and I am grateful for this, for you are a truly beautiful diary.
I guess I never introduced myself. My name is Yue, and I turn fifteen this April. My mother is Uchiha Mikoto, and my father is Uchiha Fugaku. Well… Was. They died in August last year. I miss them terribly, and I still wake up in the night sometimes, hoping that their death was just a nightmare. We have yet to catch their murderer, but I have faith that we will. Sasuke is a big comfort to me; he lets me share his bed when I wake up from my nightmares. Itachi is so busy, trying to get the country in order after our parents' deaths. I have…
My head snapped up in shock. Their parents? But… But… Sasuke… The way he talked about her… It was as if they were lovers… She was his sister? Cautiously, I read on.
… I have recently started training under papa's advisor, Orochimaru. That man, he frightens me quite a bit. Something about his presence is creepy, but I suppose that if papa trusted him, then I shall too. Sasuke calls, I must go.
When Sasuke came to my room that night, my mind was brimming with questions. It started out the same as most nights: He would walk up to me, ask me about my day, before slowly undressing me, using his fingers and tongue to have my body begging for him. He never asked me for pleasure in return, and I would be lying to say I was disappointed about that. Then, sex would commence. As always, I would lose myself in pleasure, there was nothing but him with me, feeling me, touching me, moving inside of me. It wasn't until the early hours of the morning, as we lay in my bed, sweat sticking our bodies together, that I dared raise my voice.
"Sasuke?" I asked, and he grunted to show he was listening. "I was wondering if I could ask you some things?" He grunted again, and I took that as an affirmative. I didn't want to start outright with talk of Yue or his parents, so instead I would lead up to it. "What happens if I refuse to tell of my Lady's whereabouts?"
Sasuke shrugged behind me, before speaking. "I suppose you will be given a time limit. If you do not speak after that time limit, then I suppose you would be executed."
I winced at his harsh truthfulness. "Would you mourn me? You know I will not speak."
I felt him shrug again, and I felt tears in my eyes, even if the reason for them eluded me. "I suppose I would. It would set back my ability to reach the Hyuuga girl, and that would be annoying. Also, no one can predict the future completely. I have faith that you will tell."
"I won't," I said resolutely, before sighing and moving to my next question. "What are we? What is this? Why do you come to me every night, wanting my body? There are so many beautiful women in the court, I cannot begin to imagine why you would choose me over any of them."
Sasuke sighed in annoyance, before propping himself on an elbow and staring at me, confusion in his eyes. I rolled onto my back, pulling the covers up, so as to face him. "Why all the questions, Sakura? If you do not wish for my company, you have but to say so."
I shook my head vehemently. "That's not it at all! I have been here nearly a month, and I know nothing of what is happening to me. I merely wish to know, and I think that my curiosity has mirth. 'Tis not as if I am asking for information on Otogakure."
He ran a hand through his messy hair, before slumping back onto the bed. "I suppose your curiosity is justified. I come to you, because I know that you have had none but me. You would be surprised at the diseases that spread around court. As for what this is, I have no name for it. I desire you, and whilst you are here, I will have none but you. As for your supposedly 'beautiful women', bah! Their makeup is thick as tar, and they are fake as plastic. I would rather marry Ino, than go within twenty feet of them. I choose you over them, because you are a challenge, you are an anomaly, and I would like to figure you out. You are pure, compared to most of the other women here, and I wish to share your bed whilst you are willing to keep me here. Once you tell me to leave, I will do so. Now, if you are done with your questions, I would like to sleep."
He closed his eyes, as if to end the conversation, but I was adamant.
"Sasuke, I'd… I'd like to talk about… Yue. Please."
"I'm sure you do" he snapped, turning me around and burying my face in his chest, hoping that this would make me be quiet. Tough luck.
"Sasuke, please. I'm not trying to hurt you, I just would like to know some things! I'll be quiet if you answer me. Please."
He grunted again, and I didn't care for the meaning, I asked him anyway. "She was your sister?"
"Aa."
"And she was apparently killed by a Hyuuga?"
"Not apparently, there is no doubt."
I hesitated, before asking my next question. "Why did you give me her old room?"
"How did you -" He started, rising again, "never mind." He lay back down, his temper fading as quickly as it had come. "It seemed to suit you," he eventually said. "Sakura, I don't wish to answer any more questions. Go to sleep."
My own stubborn nature flaring up, I was about to tell him that he couldn't order me around, before –
"I said shut up, Sakura. Go to sleep."
I sighed in defeat, before curling in at his side and letting myself drift into unconsciousness.
Normal POV
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Many of the soldiers for Otogakure were made to sleep in the garrison, and that's where an unknown soldier sat now. None of the soldiers there knew him by name, and he hadn't bothered to get to know them. The soldiers knew he was friendly, and for the moment, that would suit the man just fine.
The man had expected Otogakure's security to be tighter in the ranks, but miraculously he hadn't been caught yet. He was there for one reason and one reason only: To find Sakura.
He pushed away his dyed locks. Red, this time. He had to formulate a plan to get to Sakura. He knew already that she was under the protection of the Otokage and his brother, but the man had to get to her. She had too many secrets, and, although he didn't doubt the girls loyalty, if she looked ready to snap, he would have to take her life.
For the man, it would be a sad day if that should happen.
Sakura spent most of the next day reading through Yue's diary. She had never met the girl, and she almost wished she had. Yue reminded her so much of Hinata: She was kind and sweet, very beautiful, and cared a great deal for those around her. So far, she had gotten to April 9th.
April 9th
Dear Diary.
It's my birthday today! I have turned fifteen, and I received a precious present from Itachi: Mama's necklace. 'Tis a beautiful necklace, a silver chain with an onyx pendant, to match her eyes. Sasuke gave me a silver bracelet, to match the necklace. This bracelet has a circular silver pendant, with Sasuke's, Itachi's and my name engraved on it. I shall treasure it always.
Orochimaru has promised to teach me some new techniques today, and Sasuke will be coming in to practise with me! I am so excited, as my training has become quite dull of late. Just the same common exercises day in, day out. I complained to Itachi about it, but he told me that even the most simple of techniques can turn into the most deadly. He is a wise brother, and I shall remember that information carefully.
My only regret is that Mama and Papa aren't here to see me grow up. I do miss them so, and I assume I shall for the rest of my days. But today is not one for mourning, and I shall try to be happy on this day at least.
Yue's words reminded Sakura of her own father, and she felt tears spring in her eyes at the thought of him. She felt like she had tried to push him to the back of her mind, the constant replay of his death too much for her to handle on an emotional level. Her heart ached for him, she missed him so. In the last six months of the war, when the enemy was starting to break their defences, he had been so stressed with worrying for the Hyuuga's and his close friends. She'd hardly seen him, and when she did, he seemed to look older, as if he were aging years in a day.
Thoughts of her father led her to thoughts of Neji. Her heart ached when she thought of him, and she hoped he would forgive her for her infidelity. 'Tis not as if they were married, or even public, per se, but she had hoped that one day they would be, and that she would have been able to give him her virtue, and grow old with him at her side, with their children growing up. She had not loved Neji, but she had cared a great deal for him. She knew that he had cared for her, which had made her resolve all the more concrete. In time, she knew she could have easily loved him.
Finally, she let her thoughts stray to her Lady Hinata. Sakura missed her company and friendship so much. She missed her kind eyes and her sweet smile, her light blush whenever she would lay eyes on Naruto… She missed her friendship more than she could describe. Sakura missed friendship. Period. She had Tenten, but she was more company than friendship. Tenten waited on her because those were her orders, and she knew that if she had not been told to serve her, she would not be there. Being friends with her was something the roseate wouldn't mind doing, but she didn't want to make ties in Oto. Escape seemed pretty much impossible, and it's not as if she hadn't been searching for a way to escape. But with her freedom around the palace kept to the bare minimum, she couldn't even get her bearings in the place! She felt so lost and alone, almost feeling agoraphobic. As if she was too small for her surroundings, too small and too fragile to get out of the fortress. How could one such as her, a serving girl, get out of the enemy's clutches?
Sakura heard a knock at the door and went to open it, Itachi standing there. "Will you walk with me?" He asked, and she nodded, leaving the room and closing the door, before following him towards the gardens where they spent most of their talks. They sat on the edge of a fountain, and she took a deep breath, waiting for him to start speaking.
"Sasuke told me that you've had a few questions, and that you obviously hadn't finished your probing. Is there anything else you wish to know?" He asked her quickly, but not unkindly. He was always like that when talking to the roseate: So careful, as if afraid that speaking too harshly would break her. It made Sakura smile, thinking how careful he was around her, and she wished that Sasuke would be like that too.
"Yes, although I'm not quite sure about what I am allowed to ask, and what I shouldn't."
Itachi looked at her carefully. "You can ask me anything you wish to, Sakura. I will answer to the best of my abilities, unless it could put Otogakure in danger."
Sakura nodded, smiling at him. "Thank you. I… Well, it isn't really any of my business, but I was curious as to how your parents died. You don't have to say anything if you don't want to," she quickly reassured him, "but if you'd like to tell me, then I would like to know, please." He remained silent for a minute, and she was worried that she might have pushed him too far and that he would send her away. Before she could apologise for being so forthright, however, he started to speak.
"My parents were murdered in August nearly four years ago. We found no evidence that would point towards anyone, and to this day we do not know who did it. They were found murdered in their room, no sign of forced entry. They were killed in their sleep, with their throats slit. That is all I can tell you." His eyes were averted from Sakura's emeralds, and she took his hand in sympathy.
"I'm sorry for your loss, it must have been hard," she said softly, hoping that he could hear the sincerity in her voice.
"Thank you. Is there anything else you wished to know?" Sakura could tell that he was anxious to change the topic, and she didn't want to push him.
"Sasuke said that there would probably be a time limit for how long I have to reveal my Lady's location. I was wondering if you knew how long I have?" Sakura was weary to ask that question. She felt like a terminal patient, asking how much longer she had to live. In a way, that's almost exactly how it was.
"I've been told to give you until December. If you refuse to speak, my orders from my council have been to torture you, either until the information is given, or until you die." He looked at her sadly. "I hope you tell us. I don't want to have to sign those papers." He gave her hand a squeeze, and she was touched by his kindness. Sakura was surprised by the amount of affection he seemed to hold for her. She was the enemy, the one who was withholding the information that he so desperately craved for his revenge.
"I'll never sell my Lady out, Itachi Sama. Forgive me, but death, in my mind, is a small price to pay for her life. She is that precious to me." Sakura hesitated, before voicing the last question on her mind. "Itachi Sama, please forgive me for asking this. You are not obliged to reply if you do not wish to, but I was curious as to how Yue died." Sakura looked pointedly at the ground, keeping her eyes averted from Itachi's. She heard him sigh, and start to speak.
"She was found near the stables, the body of a Hyuuga near her. That is all I can tell you."
Sakura squeezed his hand once more. "I thank you, Itachi Sama, for telling me these things." With that, she stood, and left, leaving Itachi to his thoughts. She made her way back to her rooms, and picked up the diary again, before she flipped through it, reading each entry closely. The entries stopped in June, and she flipped through the whole book, trying to find something more, but there was none.
June 17th
Dear Diary.
Sasuke and I had a fight today. I can't say what about, though. I myself am quite confused. Itachi, Sasuke and I were having lunch, when I brought up a topic I'd been thinking on. If mama and papa's room had no sign of forced entry, then that means that someone would have had to have a key to it. Unless someone stole the key, then it would have had to be someone on the inside. Sasuke stood up whilst I was saying this, and his face was full of anger, asking whether I thought that someone, a close friend, would have betrayed us? As if what I was suggesting hurt him more than anything, and I don't really blame him. The idea of betrayal from one of our closest friends is incredibly horrid.
I overheard a strange conversation today. Well, I only heard parts of it. It was between one of the maids, and someone whom I've never met. She seemed to be passing on a message. I merely heard it in passing, but the words 'Konohagakure', 'Otogakure', 'Hyuuga', 'Uchiha', and 'Alliance', are all I remember hearing. I am curious as to what is being planned, and I think I shall speak to Itachi about it tomorrow.
Sasuke slipped a note under my door about half an hour ago, telling me to meet him near the stables at midnight, so I must go.
The entries stopped there, and there was only one explanation she could come up with: Yue had died shortly after writing this entry. Sakura's skin turned cold when she realised what she'd just read. Sasuke had slipped a note under Yue's door, asking her to meet him at the stables. Sakura had never been to the stables, but she imagined that not many people would go there at night time. Itachi said that Yue had died near the stables… Could Sasuke have been her killer? All the evidence was there: She had suggested that it had been someone on the inside that had killed the parents, and Sasuke had become furious at the suggestion. Could that mean that Sasuke had killed his parents also? But why? And then why would he start a war afterwards, blaming the death of his sister on someone from the Hyuuga Clan? It made no sense.
A knock sounded at the door, before it swung open. Sakura's heart spluttered in terror as Sasuke entered her room.
Sasuke walked towards the quaking girl. She wanted to ask him if he had killed his parents, if he had killed his sister. But she was terrified that it could be true. And if it was, she was terrified that he would kill her as well.
"What is that in your hands, Sakura?" He asked with a soft voice. He didn't sound dangerous. He didn't sound as if he had plotted the murder of most of his family, but she supposed that one never really could tell a murderer from an innocent unless you knew the signs.
"Nothing," she replied, far too quickly, and he arched a brow before snatching the diary, too fast for the girl to react. He stared at the diary intently for a moment, before his eyes widened in shock.
"This… This is… Where did you… How…?" He looked at the girl, shock still flitting in his obsidian eyes. "Why didn't you tell anyone you had this?" He demanded, anger quickly replacing the shock. "This could hold valuable information, Sakura! Why didn't you tell me you had this?" His voice portrayed his fury, and Sakura didn't blame him for being so angry. Telling him that Yue's diary was in her possession would have been logical. She couldn't understand why she hadn't told him about it.
"I'm sorry, Sasuke. I didn't even think about it."
He sighed, and ran a hand through his hair. "Of course you didn't." He sounded so aggravated. Sakura slowly made her way towards the far wall, hoping to evade the full brunt of his wrath.
"Was there anything remotely valuable in here, Sakura?" He directed his gaze towards the girl, and his eyes softened upon seeing the fear in her face. She shook her head, and squeaked when he started to walk closer. "You don't have to be afraid, Sakura. I won't hurt you." Before she could escape properly, his arms had encircled her waist, and he had buried his face between her neck and shoulder. "I apologize if I frightened you. Shh, Sakura. Why are you so afraid?"
Sakura was finding it hard to breathe. Could she really be in the arms of a murderer? Could this man, one with whom she'd shared her body with countless times, have truly killed most of his family? Sakura didn't want to die, but she felt she owed him the benefit of the doubt.
"Check her last entry. It may give some insight." He pulled away from Sakura, confusion in his eyes, before he nodded and carefully flipped through the pages. His eyes turned soft and sad upon seeing his sister's handwriting. He got to her last entry and quickly scanned the words, his porcelain brow creasing. His eyes went wide with what she presumed was realisation, before he raised his gaze to meet her scared eyes.
"You think I could have killed Yue and my parents?" His voice was so quiet, Sakura had to strain to hear it. "You believe that I could have hurt them?" Sakura lowered her eyes, feeling so guilty. She seemed to have lost her voice. "Sakura, what have I done to make you doubt me so? Do you honestly think I would start a war for two years and hold a vendetta against the Hyuuga's if it was I who killed them? Sakura, do you hate me that much?"
Her head snapped up, fury in her eyes. "I don't hate you, Sasuke. But I'm afraid. All the evidence certainly suggests that you killed them. I don't want to believe it, but I don't know what to believe when it comes to you! You are an absolute anomaly, Sasuke. I could ask you something similar: How could you ask me to commit treason? I barely know you! You invaded my land, when you could have gone through politics. You killed my people… You killed my father! You planned to kill my best friend! And yet, you think that just because your sister was killed – a girl whom I don't even know – I should completely forsake my country, that I should betray my best friend, purely to ease your hatred. How… How dare you? You think that the prospect of never seeing my home again, or even death, could change my mind? Let me tell you something: It won't! I will never betray Hinata. I will never betray Neji, and I will most certainly never betray my home. Let me ask you something: If you were in my position, and Konoha was asking you to give Yue's position away, would you do it? No! You would never betray Yue. Because you loved her! Because she was your sister! And for the same reason, I will never betray those whom I love. Do not expect to hear Hinata's location from my mouth, Sasuke. I will never give it." Her cheeks were flushed from anger, and her eyes were glinting. Sakura couldn't stop yelling at him. She couldn't stop the incredible feeling of anger that was seething through her soul. How could he have asked so much of her? How dare he ask so much of her? Kami, she just wanted to go home.
Sasuke brought his hands up to cradle her cheeks. "Calm down, Sakura. I… I apologise for asking so much of you. It was wrong of me. I didn't kill my sister, or my family. And I'm not planning to harm you, if that is what you are afraid of." He dropped his hands, before picking up the diary again, looking at it curiously. "This does give a bit of insight, however."
She gave him a questioning look, silently asking him to continue.
"I never asked Yue to meet me that night."
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Around an hour later, Sasuke rolled off Sakura, removing himself from her. He turned to the roseate, looking at her body, watching as her breast heaved in inhalation, fighting to regain her breath in the wake of her passion. His eyes settled on her face; the mussed pink hair, her flustered cheeks, sweat glistening… Her brilliant emerald eyes were closed, and a small smile was tugging at the corners of her lips. He loved that look on her, and he wished he could stare at her whilst she was in that state for eternity. To know that he was the reason for that look made it even better.
She opened her eyes, and he smirked at her when she looked at him. "Still believe I'm a murderer?" He asked with humour. She shook her head, and he sighed. "Damn. I was hoping you'd need more convincing." She blushed, and he smirked again, pulling her body against his and looking directly into her eyes. "I'll be back later tonight. I have to take this diary to my brother." He kissed her forehead, before going to find his clothes.
Sakura watched him with lazy eyes, before a question came to her lips. "Sasuke?"
He turned towards her, tying the string to keep his pants in place.
"You say that it was a Hyuuga who killed Yue, but do you know who it was?"
Sasuke walked back over towards Sakura, and sat with his knees tucked beneath him, facing her. "We recovered a body, but never a name. That's one of the things we were hoping you could help us with. Did any Hyuugas enter Otogakure three years ago?"
Sakura's face scrunched up as she delved into her memory, before she shook her head. "As far as I'm aware, the Hyuuga household has never had anything to do with Otogakure, or any of its peoples."
He sighed, thinking. "Did anyone go missing three years ago, then?"
A look of concentration once more came over her face, before she once again shook her head. "Nobody went missing three years ago. Occasionally one of the household will wander, but they always come back. Only one remains unaccounted for, but I highly doubt it."
"Who?" Sasuke prompted, before Sakura sighed, and continued.
"Well… Neji Kun's father, Hizashi, travelled to Sunagakure over six years ago. We lost contact with him four years ago, but Hizashi just isn't the type to kill, unless provoked. He was an honourable man, much like his son… Hizashi wouldn't have killed Yue, unless Yue attacked first. Otherwise, he would have left her well alone. But to kill her, he would have had to have been in Otogakure, and I cannot imagine what sort of business he would have had here, nor can I understand why he wouldn't have contacted the Hyuuga household… It just wouldn't have been like him. No, I am sure that it wasn't Hizashi who killed her. But then… Who?" Sakura shook her head, as if that simple motion could bring all of the answers to her.
Sasuke, too, seemed confused. "You seem to have been well acquainted with this… Hizashi."
She just nodded her head in response. "He was Hinata's uncle, and Neji Kun's father."
"Who is this 'Neji', you speak of?"
Sakura gulped, not sure if she should tell him. "We… Uh… Well… We… We were… Lovers, in a sense, and he was the man I had hoped to marry," she finished sadly, thoughts of Neji suddenly clouding her mind. How long had it been since she'd thought of him? Weeks, no doubt. She missed him, just as much as she missed her lady. She missed the feel of his lips, the smell of his hair… She was interrupted from her reverie by Sasuke's voice.
"I see," he said coldly, grabbing her chin gently and making her look at him. "You should stop dwelling in the past, Sakura. That is a path that will forever remain untraveled. This is your future now." The barest hint of satisfaction crept into his voice at those words, before he let her chin go, threw on his shirt, and left the room.
As Sasuke walked the corridors, he felt an odd sort of tugging in his chest. It barely registered as more than a slight discomfort, but it was annoying, to say the least. He shrugged it off, and continued towards the library, where his brother usually was at that time of day.
Itachi looked up from the book he'd been reading as Sasuke entered the room. He cocked a brow enquiringly, before speaking. "What can I do for you, brother?" Itachi was bored, and that showed in his voice.
Sasuke held up the diary, making sure that Itachi got a good look at it. He could see the confusion on Itachi's face; the hint of almost-recognition. Itachi recognised the diary, that much was obvious, but from where, was what he was trying to figure out. "Sakura found Yue's diary," Sasuke said, and watched in satisfaction as Itachi's usually stoic face turned to shock and surprise.
"Yue…" He murmured, rising out of his chair to gently take the diary out of Sasuke's grasp. He looked at it lovingly whilst flipping through the pages of his beloved sister's book, his gaze caressed her handwriting.
"She also personally knew the man who killed Yue."
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Sweat coated their bodies and Sasuke drove in and out of Sakura. Grunts and groans accompanied the other sounds that were made as a result of their sex. Sakura could feel herself reaching her release, and her mouth opened in a silent scream of ecstasy when he rammed her sweet spot. Her walls tightened around his member, pulling him in further, making him go deeper inside of her. He hit her spot repeatedly, over and over, and Sakura let out a throaty moan, clutching him tighter to her, pulling him deeper inside. The knot inside of her pulled impossibly taut, and with a particularly deep thrust, it snapped. Lights exploded behind her eyelids, a deep, guttural moan ripped from her throat, and her hips slammed upwards, pulling all of him inside herself as far as he could go. Sasuke, likewise, came a few thrusts after her, and buried himself deep within her treasure, groaning with passion. He rolled off her, pulling himself out, panting.
He opened his eyes to see her in the exact position he loved to see her in: Eyes closed, breath shallow, hair matted, skin glistening with sweat… He pulled her close to him, against his chest, hand immediately travelling south to rub her clit in slow, torturous circles. She gasped, and bucked her hips, still sensitive from her orgasm, but unable to deny herself the pleasure.
"Sakura," Sasuke said softly, loving her little whimpers.
"Ah…" He took this as her way of saying that she was listening.
He started to rub her pearl harder, faster, occasionally dipping a finger inside of her. She mewled in pleasure, and he smirked, loving her lack of self-control. "You've been here a while, and you've hardly set foot outside this room. Would you like to go into town a few days from now? With a guard, of course, and I will give you money to spend."
Sakura didn't respond to his query, although from the curiosity in her lust darkened eyes, he knew that she had heard him.
"Well? Would you?" He prompted, pushing two fingers inside and curling them. Sakura moaned at that, burying her face in his shoulder, pressing her body against his.
"Answer me, Sakura." He removed his fingers, and she whimpered at the loss of friction.
"Y…Yes…" She half stuttered, half gasped.
"Yes what?" He persisted, loving his ability to tease her.
"Yes… Please… S… Sasuke…"
He smirked. "Okay, then," he purred, pushing three fingers back inside of her, before he rolled her on her back and climbed on top of her, planting his lips firmly on top of hers and letting his tongue roam in her mouth, thumbing her clit and curling his fingers inside her, over and over, feeling her walls clamp around his hand. She was close. When he knew she was on the verge he pulled his fingers out of her, and smirked at her cries of protest. He could feel himself getting hard quickly, and positioned himself before thrusting deep inside of her. That one thrust felt so good, especially when he felt her climax around him. He gave her barely any time to recover, before he started building his own pleasure.
A few days later, Sakura set a tentative foot outside the palace, waiting for something to go wrong. When no one reacted, she moved one more cautious foot in front, and continued to carefully do so until she got to the bottom of the white marble steps. She turned back to her guard, Juugo, grinning manically. Juugo just gave her a bemused look, before leading her towards the market place.
Sakura's eyes immediately lit up at the sight of so many exquisite gems and precious cloths. She spent hours fussing over them, gaping with desire and refusing to touch. Towards the end of the stalls, she came across a pedlar selling books. She immediately knew exactly what she wanted, and paid for a notebook bound in soft green colours with leaves printed on the spine.
The man wandered the streets, looking for a hint of pink hair. He could remember his master's words all too clearly: "Find Sakura, or else." The man didn't have a strong desire to find out the 'or else' part. He wandered past stalls selling everything imaginable, extending all of his will power into ignoring the enticing calls for offerings of food; the man hadn't had a good meal since he'd snuck into Otogakure.
A flash of cherry-blossom pink.
The man narrowed his eyes, following the new lead. He pushed past people, elbowing them out of the way. The crowd started to thin, and he squeezed through a gap. Pink hair caught his attention, and his eyes narrowed, willing the girl to turn. After what seemed an age, she did, and the man could have whooped for joy.
Sakura, at last, I've found you.
Sakura walked back to Juugo, a smile on her face. "Is there anything here you'd like Juugo? Sasuke gave me far too much ryou, I couldn't possibly spend it all… I'd like to give you something in gratitude for accompanying me today."
Juugo smiled at her. "No, thank you, Sakura San. I have money of my own. We have to go back soon, so if there is anything else you wish to buy you should do so now," he said kindly.
She nodded, and went past the stalls, thinking about what to get. She wanted to buy something for Sasuke, to say thank you for letting her outside, but she had no idea what to get him! What would he want? What would he not be ashamed to have? Certainly not cloth, nor a bracelet, nor even a ring. A book was a possibility, but what did he read? She couldn't answer that. She passed a stall, and stopped dead in her tracks. She had found the perfect thing.
The man followed Sakura, trying very hard to get near enough to talk with her, but an orange haired giant was always glued to her side. He wouldn't be able to say a word without being overheard, or get close enough without being seen! He opted, instead, to keep a close eye on her from a steady distance. He noted that she bought one more item, before her guard led her back to the palace.
"So that's where you're hiding," the man said under his breath. "Now to get into the palace…" The man trudged away from the marble steps and back to the garrison, a plan forming in his mind.
Sasuke entered Sakura's room. It was close to midnight, and he was exhausted, but he hadn't seen Sakura at all that day. He wanted to know how her trip to the markets had gone. He found her fast asleep, the blankets wrapped haphazardly around her body, the moonlight kissing her cheeks, giving her skin an ethereal glow. The sight took his breath away, and for a moment he was half tempted to leave her be. Just watch her as she slept.
As if his presence were an alarm her eyes slowly flickered open to reveal her brilliant emerald orbs. Her gaze lazily fell upon Sasuke, and she smiled softly at him.
"I tried waiting up for you, but I guess I fell asleep. Sorry," she murmured at him sleepily. He shrugged and sat beside her.
"It doesn't matter. How did you enjoy the markets?"
She smiled, and sat up, moving to sit next to him. "I enjoyed it very much. Thank you for letting me go." She stood up suddenly, and went towards the small set of draws next to her bed. Opening them, she took something in her hand, before sitting back down next to Sasuke. "You gave me too much money, and I wanted to thank you for letting me go out. Here." She opened her hand to reveal a simple necklace. A circular cut onyx gem hanging from a silver chain. "It won't hurt my feelings if you don't want it. I just wanted to say thank you."
Sasuke gently picked up the necklace, looking at it, before attaching it around his neck. He didn't say a word, but Sakura didn't expect him to. She had grown use to his silences. The mere fact that he hadn't scoffed at the necklace, and had even gone as far as to put it on, was more than enough for her.
He turned to her with a devilish smirk on his lips. He didn't have to say anything for Sakura to know that he wasn't going to let her sleep any time soon.
*titters* How I love doing crazy things with plots XD It brings joy to my heart, knowing that I can screw with other peoples heads... I sound so sadistic :P
Hey, random thing. Go onto Google Translate, go English to Japanese, type in Uchiha. The word that comes up... That's just weird, dude. Weird. (You might have to choose the 'read phonetically' option). But seriously, check it out. Made me go O.O And no, I'm not going to tell you what it is. You want to know, go check it out yourself :D
Oh, and I hate high heeled shoes. They are my bane. They're so pretty! But they hurt like a bitch. It is soooo not fair. Why must the pretty one hurt so much! WHYYY?
Question: Does anyone else like stupid jokes? As in, "that is so stupid, it isn't funny, but then why the hell am I laughing" kind of jokes? Because I do. I love them as much as I love Harry Potter pick-up lines. And that's a lot. I have some jokes:
Q. Why do banana's taste so good?
A. Because they're full of pottassi-YUM!
Or...
Q. Why did the boy fall off his bike?
A. Because someone threw a fridge at him.
They seriously complete me. And you know what else completes me? REVIEWS! So gimme reviews, because I left you stupid jokes, gave you twists and updated a day early. Surely that's deserving of a review?
- for the last time, MusoninjaRAWR, soon to be SapphireRivulet. xoxox