A/N: Here is another chapter in my newest story! I hope you guys are ready! I would like to give thanks and love to everyone who has reviewed, faved, or alerted my story! I really love it! Also, special thanks to my besty 9Kaguya99 (Nel-Chan ^^). If you haven't checked out her stories, then you need to! If you have, are they the most badass amazing things ever! Anyway, on to the story! R,R, & R!

Warning: Mature content up ahead!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naurto!

Fear can't describe the unbelievable

I woke up sometime later into the night. My tears must have glued my tussled pink locks to my soaked cheeks. Running a hand through my hair, I stood up on my bed to open the window over it. I pulled myself onto the windowsill to relish the cool breeze that is usually present in Long Beach, California. As expected, the moment my head popped out of the window, the breeze started to cool and dry my warm wet face. Climbing out of my window, I landed on the dew-covered grass. Glancing up at the moon, I figured it's about one in the morning and I might as well take a stroll. Fresh air is scientifically proven to help with stress and improve breathing.

Deciding that breaking the city's curfew or even getting caught couldn't make my life anymore miserable, I started walking around the neighborhood. After walking around a curve, I saw a school and a playground down the road. I jogged up to the padded playground with a fence around the right, left, and backsides of the playground and some woods blocked by the back part of the fencing. I took a seat on one of the swings. I looked around at the blue equipment and rubbed my bare feet across the weird padding. Getting down on my knees, I ran my fingers over the texture and even tapped it a few times. Rubber I think. Standing up again and brushing off my knees, I turned around and found a stranger.

My first instinct was to start beating the crap out of him. Instead of being a wise Sakura, I just stood there like a deer in front of headlights, completely mesmerized. The first thing that popped in my mind was Sasuke. But no, this guy is too bulky and big to be Sasuke. Sasuke's hair is a darker and looks slightly blue in moonlight while this man's hair is more of a dark brown color. And this man's eyes are different… way different. His have life and energy whiles Sasuke's lack emotion and happiness but have the one thing no one will ever have… the key to my heart.

"Yo girl this is my turf so what you doing here?" the man said in an odd accent that I couldn't place.

What is he talking about? Does he own this land? Is he like an official or something?

"G-gomenosai Sir," I said weakly with a bow.

"Go where?" he asked.

Realizing my mistake, I quickly said, " My apologies sir. It was Japanese."

"Ah foreign chick, " He pauses before bending down closer to may face and whispered, " Me like."

He then started to caress my face and jaw line. I was once again shocked and flushed. This isn't right so why don't I stop him? When he leaned in to kiss me, I snapped and slapped him across the face. The look on his face went was seductive to bloodthirsty.

The first hit sounded across the playground and I'm surprised it didn't wake any of the neighbors up. The second made me see stars. I felt useless and weak. I'm a freaking ninja but can't stand up and fight… no wonder Sasuke never loved me. On the verge of tears, I looked down at the ground to try and control myself. What happened next didn't help.

Picking my up by the collar of my shirt, venomous words started to fill my ears.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? From now on you're my bitch and you do as I say! Don't eva fucking think of laying one pretty lil hand on me because you is nothing but a lil bitch! Got that?"

My eyes widen and I choke back tears as I remind silence not wanting to anger him again.

"I'll take that as a yes," was the last thing he said before capturing my lips and stealing my first kiss. He not only took my first kiss but everything that his mouth could do to mine. When his tongue invaded my mouth to play with mine, I nearly lost it and would have it if wasn't for the pain on my cheek and head as a reminder to be a good girl. But I still didn't move. I'd never let him know that this was the most pleasure and comfort form a man I have ever had. I tried to keep from wrapping my arms around his neck to deepen the kiss. After what seems like forever, He released the hold on my lips and allowed me to breathe.

"Damn, you need some work you worthless bitch…" he growled out, " be back here tomorrow night at one and don't be late." With that, he slapped my ass and pushed me to the rubber padding. He turned and started to walk away.

"Oh, my names John by the way," he said not even turning around. He jumped a fence near the back woods and was gone.

The moon moved faster than my mind as I sat on my ground in a daze. I felt weird, sick, twisted, hurt, and so many other words that I couldn't think of. The pain in my chest was starting to overwhelm me, and the pain in my cheek didn't help. Gingerly, I let my finger softly glide over the bruise. From the size and amount of pain from one touch, I knew this was going to be a bitch to hide. It won't be impossible (for nothing is) but it will be very unlikely that it won't go be unnoticed. Pushing my still shocked body off the ground, I bolted home. The time on my watch said it was about 5:30 in the morning and I still had to find a way to hide this wound. I got home and quietly but as quick as I could, I slid through my still open window and softly landed in my room. I hurried across the hall in the bathroom on the right to my mom's room. The moment I closed the door to look in the mirror, I almost lost it. I had lost all my professionalism of medical science because in the face of an injury, I lost it.

I'm not sure how long I cried because all I could think of was the huge red lump on my right cheek that stretched from the bottom on my eye to my jaw line and across my cheek from my nose to my ear. After I gather myself to together enough to look at the bruise again, I saw that nothing was broken and my eye was fine but the bruise didn't want to go away. Even after using the small amount of makeup I had, it still was present but not as dominant. Deciding to get some type of sleep, I cleaned up my mess and started for the bathroom door. What appeared outside the bathroom door was the scariest thing I've seen yet.

A/N: I hope you guys and gals enjoyed! Please review, fav, or alert because I update faster that way! ~ Sasukes1wuver!