Stockholm Syndrome
A/N: Sorry for the slow update. Thank you for all the reviews!
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Sasuke's POV
Sakura's eyes run over the screen as she jots down notes. After about 2 hours she reads over everything she wrote down. She grabs Itachi's book and reads some more, then she growls in frustration and throws the paper into the garbage can on the other side of the room.
Naruto and I share a look. "10 points." he offers softly.
I look back down at one of Sakura's investigation books. I've been reading it the entire time, not realizing it. It's pretty good. Sakura throws her computer down and lays back with Itachi's book in her hands. She reads quietly to herself.
"I need to get home," I finally say, standing up. My knees crack plesently. Sakura waves, not givnng the book back. I leave without it, Naruto stays behind.
I close my eyes ans slip into bed. My brother was asleep when I got home. Mom was panicy but a lot better then what she could have been. Itachi was able to relay the massage back to her without talking. He didn't want dinner.
I sit up slowly, something churning in my stomach. I sit up slowly and sneak out of the room into my brother's room. He's asleep. Or so I thought at first glance, but he sits up and looks at me, eyes watered to the brim with unshead tears.
He waves me over and opens his arms. I crawl into them and snuggle to his chest. "Itachi, why are you crying?" I whisper into his neck. "Why are you hurting yourself?"
Itachi buries his face in my hair. He opens his mouth to speak but then stops. He shakes his head and cries softly.
Each tiny sob my brother releases, I feel my heart tighen even more. The longer I sit here the more I am sure that I will find out what happened to my brother, even if it kills me.
I chew thoughtfully. Itachi's Therepist and her boss, a burly, tough looking man by the name of Nashinoto Kimbo. He looks into Itachi's impassive black eyes.
"How are you feeling, boy? Better then yesterday?" Kimbo asks. Itachi doesn't reply. Only stares at him.
"Itachi," Tsunade says softly. "Mr. Kimbo is talking to you."
Itachi blinks slowly, then nods.
The man smiles evenly, something about him though, I don't like it. Not at all. He pats Itachi's shoulder. "Feel like talking yet, son?" he asks casually, eyes locked onto my older brothers.
Itachi falters slightly, shaking his head. Their eyes locke again and the man smiled evenly again. "Well, when your ready to talk, let us know, we can take care of everything from there." With that he goes to talk to my parents. Tsunade takes Itachi into the office room and starts to give him his hour long therepy or something. Kimbo soon joins the pair in the room to evaluate Itachi and his reaction to see if he can get something out of him.
I swollow my cereal. Today, school was murder. Apparently Sakura read the entire book She liked it but couldn't figure out what Itachi was trying to say, was trying tell her. Although, she did read a passage to me earlier, which makes her believe he really is trying to tell her something and that she is so close to finding out what that is.
"My heart pounds in my chest, the memories flooding through me like it has a distant destination that was not me. I couldn't help but desire to hold on to that shred of memory. It happened for a reason. That event. It occured so I could bring it to life, so everyone would know. The people that took me, they were to never be trusted. Something was wrong with them. I didn't want to believe it, but now that I think over the chain of events and how I was able to return home to my bed, alive but scarred, I am afraid.
"I am not who I thought I was. In a moment, life was taken away and it could have been me. I could have died that day, but I didn't. I waond up with a new identity to beat up the old one. I am not Mickey. I am Leo. The one that was taken, the one that went missing, only to return at the most unconvineant of times. My life that I thought I had was a lie, yet, the memories lay there still. Maybe I was Mickey in a past life. Or maybe I wasn't. Still my capters are out there and their watching me.
"How am I to get away? The are in the last place anyone would look. Until someone finds them, I will live like this, in fear, forever."
I shiver involentarily. Was Itachi trying to tell me something in that? Maybe Sakura was right, Itachi is using his book to tell us what happened. Sense he can't voice it he must use other means of method. That means, now that we have establish the fact that Itachi is saying something, it's just hiden, we are one step closer to finding out what happened that night.
Ding-dong!
I wave the maid off and answer the door myself. Sakura is there. She smiles, Itachi's book and her laptop in hand. "Hey," she says. "My head hurts so I'm here."
I laugh. "Yeah like being here would make your head hurt any less." She shrugs and walks in confidently.
She spins around to look at me. "Where's Itachi?"
I nod to the office. "Therepy." We both flinch, then smile sheepishly. Sakura clickers her tongue and walks to the living room. I follow her and we both sit on the couch. She lays her laptop and Itachi's book over behind her as she turns to me.
"Anything new?"
I shake my head. "No, everything is the same, only Tsunade showed up with her boss today for an evaluation and to see if he can coax something from Itachi."
Sakura purses her lips. "Strange. Bosses usually don't follow their staff in the phyciatrical department. I wonder why he's here."
"My parents pay them big, could it be that?" I suggest.
Sakura shrugs. "Maybe. But still, their motto is 'Customer confidentiality' so why would he be here? That is breaking their motto just by him even showing up."
"Sakura," I start. "he sees her reports or whatever anyway so what's the difference either way?"
Sakura searches my eyes intently. For a moment she looked puzzeled at my hostility, then her features softened. She hugs me tightly. "I'll figure this out, Sasuke, I promise. I'll get you your brother back."
I nuzzel into the side of her neck with my nose. "Thanks, Sakura, for everything. I know it's stressful. Thank you for working so hard."
She tightens her grip. "Don't worry, I love Itachi too. I'll figure this out." We seperate and Sakura offers me a reasurring smile. I can't force myself to return the kind jesture but she doesn't seem to mind.
"Oh, who do we have here?" a voice says. We both look to see Kimbo. He's fixing his tie. He offers a smile to us. Sakura stands and walks over to him, offering a hand.
"Sakura Haruno."
"Ah, Nashinoto Kimbo. Nice to meet you, Ms. Haruno." he shakes her hand.
"Pleasure is all mine, Mr. Kimbo. I'm here for a little investigation. I've personally taken it upon myself to investigate Itachi's case." Sakura tells him, her eyes connected with his. I can tell she is studying his reaction.
He shows none. "Oh my, can you handle it, little lady?" he says cooly.
Sakura nods, slightly irritated. "Of course. My father was Zelkano Haruno. I get my brains from him." she tells the man. He does not falter.
Zelkano Haruno was a once famous detective. He often took Sakura with him to show her the rope and see what she could find out on her own. She usually did really good and got lots of valuable clues and leads. He use to bring her all the time, until he was killed by one of the prime suspects in the Zachoro murder.
Sakura is known foundly by the media. She has even solved 1 or 2 mysteries on her own. People often say do not mess with her brains she may be even better then her dad. The media asked her if she was going to persue this mystery earlier, she had refused to take part, but now she is. It is only a matter of time before they catch wind and will be all over her for her discoveries.
"Ah yes, pardon me, Ms. Haruno," he says apologetically. He turns to us in general. "I must depart now, please excuse me." With that he was gone.
Sakura says the thing on my mind. "Something is up with this guy..."