Disclaimer: well, I didn't get as many reviews as I wanted, but I guess I've realized there aren't as many gaaxsaku fans like in 2005 through 2007. I just ask for too much. But I'd still like it if everyone reviewed as much as they could and would encourage me. Anyway. Thank you
Gaasakufoevah
Gothic saku-chan
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Magen92
Cerridwen-maiden.
I loved all of your reviews. They really encouraged me to write. This chapter will be short. (Sticks handful of chips in mouth) let's do this!
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Chapter six
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Just what in Kami-Sama's name is she talking about?!
My mother died years ago!
Well.. that's what my dad said.
Wait...
"M-mom?"l I was absolutely, and utterly
Confused.
"Yes! Sakura, my little blossom." She cooed as she walked over to me, hugging me into a tight hug. I heard an obvious growl from my father. She cupped my face, each hand on both cheeks. "You've grown so beautifully!" She exclaimed with a smile.
It was so forced.
"I told you to stay away from her Ayame! You've got no right!" He yelled. I staggered back.
This was too much.
"Ura what have you told her! She's as pale as a ghost!" My "mum" yelled.
"You're suppose to be dead" he growled. "Diseases haven't killed you yet?" He gritted through his teeth. Ayame growled.
"Why don't you tell her Ayame. Tell her how you left for another man, tell her all the affairs. Tell her you were only with me for the money! Tell her she's a mistake!!" He yelled out.
W-what?
Tears were forced. I couldn't cry. I wouldn't..
I was a mistake.
"Shut up Ura!" She screamed. I winced. This was getting worse. My father is so angry.
"Tell her how you left after she turned five! Tell her how much you couldn't stand her! Tell her how much you hated her! Tell her that the only reason you're back is for-"
"I said SHUT UP!!!" She growled throwing a vase. It crashed against the wall.
"I-I.." I staggered backwards, my hands frantically trying to grab the doorknob.
Please let me out!
Please I can't stand it anymore!
I reached the door knob, opening it. My eyes still on the two who just stopped and turned to look at me. I opened my mouth to say something but the words didn't come out.
They wouldn't.
Then I bolted. I ran.
And I ran.
I didn't know where I was gonna go. But It was gonna be someplace far from here.
Although my eyes were blurred, I still dodged everything in my way. I finally came to a dead end., in an ally. For what seemed like hours of a run, it was only a few long minutes. I panted as I put my hands against the cool brick. Laying my forehead against it as I breathed.
What was I going to do?
"Why cherry blossom. I haven't seen you in quite awhile." I lifted my head turning.
"Itachi"
"Ah so you do remember me. Where did you go blossom?" He asked huskily. I glared.
"Away" I gritted through my teeth. He walked up to me, lifting my chin with his finger.
"Now now blossom. Behave." He smirked. It was dark. But not dark enough. I jerked my head away.
"You're a bastard" I growled.
"Aa. So you still remember that?"
-flashback-
Sakura walked in the playground, she had met with an older boy, he was very kiind. When Sakura fell the other day, he helped her. He had said his name was Itachi. She had already developed a small crush on the older boy. She blushed at the thought. But soon stopped behind a bush, crouching, as she heard a boy's voice.
"I-Itachi! Please please!" The boy cried out. Sakura peeked through the hole in the bush. She gasped when she saw Itachi holding a boy by the neck. Sakura saw his grip tightening. Itachi pulled out a small pocket knife. Taking it slowly against the boys neck.
The boy cried, soon bleeding heavily from his neck and mouth. He went limp, and the head fell, ripping off of the neck and rolling while the body slipped through Itachi's grasp.
Sakura's eyes were wide, she was frozen with absolute fear. She wanted to cry out for help but she couldn't speak. She stood up and was about to run until someone grabbed her.
"Blossom" she heard from the voice. She winced as her heart beated against her chest with a loud thud, or so she could hear. The beating of her heart filled her ears as she tried to listen.
"I-Itachi-Chan" she said quivering. Itachi turned her body to meet his. He was taller than her, but then again, she was four. And he was twelve.
"Did you see that?" He asked in a dangerously low tone beside her ear. Sakura nodded while her body slightly shook.
"W-why did you d-do that Itachi-c-chan?" She asked slowly, trying not to make it sound like she was on the verge of crying. His piercing, cold onyx eyes met hers.
"Very simple cherry blossom. To see if I had what it takes to kill my best friend." He said, this time with more amusement in his voice.
"I-I think I should g-go home now" Sakura said, trying to leave. Itachi pulled her back hard, his lip by her ear.
"I'll see you soon cherry blossom" he cut her cheek lightly as she cried out. The red liquid fell and he licked it swiftly. "Take care." And he left. Sakura let tears escape her bright emerald orbs as she ran home.
-end flashback-
He killed for Kami-Sake! His own bestfriend, just to see if he had what it takes! A sick bastard!
"Noow cherry blossom. That's all in the past. I mean really, killing my bestfriend was the only thing that helped me into the organization." He said.
Organization?
"What organization?" I asked, obviously still glaring.
"Akatsuki of course"
Akatsuki? Does he mean the most feared street gang in all of Japan?
OH MY GOD.
Kill me now Kami-Sama!
Oh wait. Nevermind
Itachi's gonna do it for me!
Gah.
"Now where was I? You're quite beautiful now cherry blossom. I could just take you now" his lips to my ear. He nipped at it, causing me to jump. Shivering sensations crawling up and down my back. God how I hated it.
"Get away from her Uchiha." I turned to see...
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//AN\\: and there. Itachi was ooc. My apologies lol. Anyway.
Oh. As soon as I am finished with this story, which its coming to an end very soon, I'm going to revise my arranged marriage story. I wrote it in 2006. There's 300 and something pages lol. I just have to re edit it and post it! So... can't wait!
Due review and I'll update very soon!!
Thanks dears.
-Henea-Chan