The Moon That Embraces The Sun
Chapter 3:
The Bride of the Uchiha
Title: The Moon That Embraces The Sun (AKA Guilty Pleasure)
Rated: T
Pairing: Multi x Sakura
Plot:
The "thorn bird" of the title refers to Sakura's character, who only brings out her best at the cost of great pain. A thorn bird is a mythical bird who searches for a thorn tree from the day it is born. When it finds it, the bird impales itself upon the sharpest thorn, and rises above the agony to sing the most beautiful song ever heard.
"Oh what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive." Sir Walter Scott
Flashbacks
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Fox, fox, please grant me my wish.
"Marry me, Haruno Sakura. I'm formally proposing to you"
My whole being felt it I was thrown into a cold ocean. Like its frozen water was filling up my mind, preventing my brain from ever thinking any rational thinking. I looked at his hand that he held up toward me, he was blackmailing me. I knew. In his eyes that told everything this man was thinking; that I wouldn't ask him anything unless I was desperate.
He repeated, a little more playful this time, "I still haven't recieved an answer from you so listen well this time. Because I am asking it second time"
"Sakura will you marry me?"
If I took this hand, I'll save Naruto from everything. But at the same time, I'll lose my right to happiness again. Making my decision, I took his hand unwavering. To others it may be seen as postive shock then sure answer but if you looked closely, you would see the lack of sparks in the eyes of soon to be bride unlike others.
And so I took upon myself to implement interlinked deal, regardless of my own happiness
"Yes I will"
It was quite a shock and a celebration to the other Uchiha when Madara announced our marriage together. Even there was an objection from many elders but it was obvious he continued to stick with the marriage. His parent strongly disagreed with the marriage, something Madara expected. It was obvious his father was thinking of sending her to the Senju's but mostly it made him angry his father was this cowardly that he would send her in hope of earning their favours.
Another fact they disagreed was that they had no idea of my origin nor age despite I have told them I was twenty five but currently, in their mind I was thirty three- sixteen years of his senior. But it was quite hard for them to believe I was same as his parents. Additionally, this kind of thing was a scandle for a seventeen to marry an older women when they were taught in opposite views.
Soon, the marriage date was decided and time past more faster, in promise, he stopped his rebels but inside, I was sure he still had not managed to buried those lingering feelings behind.
Knock knock
"Come in" The door slided open and few maids came in all bowed for their soon to be mistress of the clan. "We have come to prepare you for the opening of the wedding ceremony. Please follow us" They led me into a large, spacious bathroom with onsen-like bath sunk into the ground covered in rose petals that hid the area of water streming from a small miniature statue of a jade dragon. It steamed warmly.
I insisted I'd do it on my own and sent them out. Soon, I entered the water and did a quick wash to my body and hair before clothing in white, plain kimono over. I was soon led into another room where they proceed to clothes me with layers of dresses and adornment.
"You have such beautiful hair, Sakura-sama. Like a cherry blossom"
"If you wear your hair straight, it will appear to shine more."
"If you wear this jade hair pin, you'll look more prettier"
"This was made by squeezing the sap from a mulberry tree and mixing it with some spice"
"If you wear this ivory hair pin, your voice will be clear like a bell and you're figure will be charming"
"This powder is made from morning dew and pearl."
"You are beautiful, Sakura-sama"
An empty words that filled with envy of youth. It was called for and it came with the job. Covering myself with long red veils, I was courted to the outside where Madara was waiting infront of the temple, dressed in rich red and blue kimonos.
"I don't feel like it is my marriage. I feel like...I'm being sold" The maids looked at each other almost sympathetic but it was expected at this time where a woman had no right to her own happiness nor rights could not possibly expect her own life too.
I couldn't help but feel nervous at the whole thing. Because when I was young, I wondered who I will marry but now, why did it had to be? Maybe I would have been happy in past, about this whole thing. But...
"Welcome, Sakura" He held out his hand for mine and guided me into the alter.
Our fingers were linked with single red thread and faced toward each other. Even though we may not have been paired together by the Lunar Elder*, we pledged our oaths by exchanging our nuptial cups.
"In front of the God of Marriage, they exchange cups and announce they are married."
Even few month of marriage where he pratically prevented anyone from disturbing their marriage, it was obvious he prevented her from leaving their room also where they spent in his room for their first night. It wasn't a few month past until he let her out but it was obvious the Madara was was so infatuated with Sakura that he could not bear to be parted from her, even when discussing state affairs with ministers.
Her beauty was constantly praised by the different ambassadors who have visited Konoha, she proved her wits by burning a poem that was given by one who came to see the beauty for itself. The man was greatly insulted and taken back at her bold behaviour but she cleverly reasoned her action.
"One should not hold an object that could usurp one's heart" Before she recited the long poem he had written in the paper she was given not too long ago. He called her, 'A beauty that outshines the moon and shames the flowers and that the fish may feel ashamed and hide at the bottom of the stream at her.'
A legend states before the departure of many diplomats, she plucked the strings of the qin, playing a sad and moving departure tune. Hearing the music and seeing the extraordinarily beautiful woman, the wild geese flying toward the south forgot to flap their wings and fell to the ground. "Someone beautiful enough to entice wild geese in flight to fall from the sky", became the referrence of Haruno Sakura.
The moment I came back to our district, I immedietly noticed Hana's restless night from obvious dark cirlces that streaked under her eyes and skinny form from unable to eat well. She was worried sick about me. And those feelings that she held burst out open when she saw me.
"Sakura-sama...you-"
However, I only put on the smile while patting her hair, "You look exhausted. Get some rest"
Our marriage life did not last too long.
The more and more he used those eyes, the more he felt those darkness seeping his sight.
"Madara, you-" Those eyes that held misty clouds was phsyical evidence of his now blindness and obstructed the passage of light; that their head was going blind after his discovery of new power was bound to be the downfall.
I could only temporarily block his side effects but those eyes was something couldn't recover easily and at this time where the surgical technology and knowledges were at its infancy, there was only so much that could be done for his circumstances.
"Giri no onee-san*" I turned around and saw the young Uchiha standing by the door, worried evident on his face.
"...Izuna-san..."
He came and sat next to Madara's sleeping formwhere they covered his eyes with white bandage. Trailing down my cheek, "You look tired. Is it because of my brother?"
"He would have pain in his eyes at random times and I'd have to be near him when he does or it excruciatingly painful"
"..." Izuna offered one of his smile that would normally bring followed up grin from the others but unlikely it did not reached his eyes.
"It must be troublesome, always looking out for my brother. But don't worry, giri no onee-san, it won't last long. We put too much troubles on your shoulder"
Gentle person.
He's kind yet cruel, selfless yet selfish.
"Madara, you-what did you do?" I could only watch in horror as his finger digged into his own brother's eyes before taking them out from their socket while Izuna calmly sat despite those tormented agony going through his whole being.
"This was Izuna's will." Another third party- a medic, too could only gasp and gagged at the scene in front of him, even trembling from what he saw while transferring the organ, he pushed himself to finish this procedures as quick as he could before flashing out from the room.
I quickly knelt down beside the bleeding Uchiha and healed the gashes as quick as I can. His form then collapsed onto the floor from aches he was still feeling.
"Give his eyes back" Madara's still bloodied hand reached out and trailed down to my chin.
"I was afraid I could never see you" Those answer baffled me into dry laughter. So this is how Uchihas' obtained their eternal Sharigan? Stealing their own siblings' eyes?
But other thing I noticed was his clothes. Clothes for battles. Standing up from his bed, he brought my form up from tainted tatami mats, his other hand supporting my back.
"Madara, you promised me, right?"
"...I am sorry, Sakura...it seems this is something I can't keep" Bringing me into his embrace, "I cherish you in my heart. But I'll promise I'll come back and make it up to you"
A moment of silence.
"You really should have...lied or deceived me instead..."
Splurt
With sudden, spark twinge of affliction he felt down the left side of his face; his hand instinctively came up to sustain the flowing bloods from his eyes and stepped away from his attacker. Using his right eyes, he saw in my two hands a medium-sized black jade dagger painted with his crimson liquid, mixed with flowing tears. I was sure it would leave a remaining scar just like my ex-sensei's.
My hands rose to strike him again but this time he held onto my wrist to prevent it from slashing across his other side, my loose sleeves slided down and that was when he noticed something in my arm. A tatto of a dragon, its long tail swirled around my whole left arm and some managed onto my upper shoulder- something he never noticed and unusual for a female to have.
"I don't know why I should suffer again. Even if I'm this beautiful, you Uchihas' always chose power over me. Even if I am born again, I will never forgive you."
The stabbed Uchiha only stared wordlessly with his hand hiding his bleeding injury. But inside, he was building with discombobulate questions that left him speechless.
"Don't look at me with the same eyes that he used to look at me." I stepped toward for my hands to claw his sleeve, "This is all because of you. You Uchihas' made me like this. That promise was the only reason why I still wanted to live-even in this pathetic way." The servants and maids immediately came at their master's aids as they held back their Lady of the Household from lashing out further and attempted to calm me down. Then they dragged me away and locked me into an isolated chamber; Hana soon followed in.
5 MONTHS LATER..
It's already been five months since the incident. His wounds have been healed and only a faint scar remained on the side of his eyes where she strike. He trailed the scar when he misses her or in deep think and he was doing that now. They were estranged. They could not even bear to stay in the same room until it become so unbearable one of them had to leave, mostly her.
Rumours swayed about in the Uchiha household and it seemed it leaked onto Senju's too. Illicit affairs and meetings between his wife and that Senju Tobirama..he often seek another women's company in hope they would soothe this miserable feelings he was having but it did nothing but overwhelm him with guilts but why would he be guilty when his own wife was doing the same thing?
Divorce was not an option these days. Scandalous. It was enough scandal after his uncle sent away his wife and it would taint the Uchiha's reputations, his father and mother had enough of that.
But when he received a letter from his wife he could not contain his happiness and it slipped onto his lip to form a smile on his emotionless face.
There is a present I want to give you...
He ordered his servants to bring the most beautiful flower bouquets to her room and he anxiously waited for the sun to peak its face onto the cool Earth's soil. He immediately headed toward his wife's chamber, ordering the two maids stationed at the entrance to announce his arrival.
"Sakura-sama, your husband had came to see you" One of the girl announced.
Pregnant silence.
The maid repeated once again, "Sakura-sama, your husband had came to see you"
They were only answered back with more silent. The two maid looked at each other worriedly before turning to their Lord. Fear crept up into his mind as his heart thumped against his ribcage painfully. Has she not forgiven him yet? Was it about those affairs and lovers he had been taking in?
He knew something was wrong. He ripped open the bamboo door as he rushed in as the two maids shouted their distress and followed him deeper into the dark aisle. There was no light and the room was darkly dimmed. As he reached her bed, it was cleanly made without a single crease as if no one even slept there or even lied on it. He travelled further, going into the another room left side of her bed.
Complete darkness.
His eyes widened and mouth parted into silent gasp.
In the darkness, he could make out a abnormally tall and slim figure and when one of the servant lighted up the candle, horrified screams filled the room. The two women brought up their hands to their faces as there mouth opened to let out screeching yell.
She was dressed in white, her long, rose hair synonymous with the darkness and strewn across her face.
She had hung herself.
A rope was thrown over one of the wooden ceiling, the pale pink noose was made into a tight ribbon that wrapped around her neck. The body lay limp, swaying from side to side and twirling sadistically to face east and then west and then east again. Madara watched, numbed from the horror.
Then his eyes trailed onto the loose noose hanging freely in the air that connected to the ceiling and his eyes landed on the small paper she had clipped above her limp body.
Do you like it?
Then he realised. She was the gift and for the first time in his life, as a spasm of chilling fear crept up to his spine, realised the horror of what a human can do. She had killed and wrapped herself like a present and asked if he liked it...Was she truly insane?
Soon, other came into the room from hearing loud screaming that ignited from this room and they gasped. Few moment of frozen, they came to their sense and hurriedly commanded to cut down the pink rope. He was taken away, his mind shouted disagreeably but his foot frozen in fear and shock could only helplessly follow the servant.
He was soon back and seated in his own room trapped in his own shock. He regained his control to a noisy commotion outside his room. He stood up and came out of the door, he saw a crowd gathered around her room. No, don't go there...He thought to himself. He saw the noose hanging freely in the air. The body was missing.
He saw his father chatting away with some of the other clan members. Nobody said much; they merely kept repeating the same words over and over again. At the core of the crowd, lay the body of the woman. Hana sat by the body, cradling the dead woman's head on her lap and crying out her woes. His mother sat on the dusty ground next to Hana, her mouth wide open to reveal a toothless mouth along with other maids, tears ran down the sides of their eyes and they beat their chest and their forehead in sorrow
The woman who had died was his wife.
Madara's wife.
Denial seemed to hold onto him. That this woman was not his wife. She was nothing like his wife. She would not have taken her life so easily.
The former headman stood behind Madara, stoic and unmoving. He finally took a deep breath, and crossed his hands behind his back, a sign to other members that he was about to say something important.
"We will bury her body as soon as possible. There is no need to report this to Senju's and other villagers. Obviously, my daughter-in-law has chosen to end her life and thus committed suicide. We are all deeply troubled by this incident. Why worsen things by bringing in the other?" He said, his eyes darting from one face to another as he adressed the crowd.
"What do you all think?" The rest of the villagers piped in, gesturing their agreement with the headman's wise decision. Madara clutched tighter to his long sleeve. He kept his head to the ground, never looking up once.
They buried her in kofun* (A/N Tombs of powerful people in ancient Japan) and the news of her death soon reached Senju's ears. Tobirama taking the news more heavily than the others. Few weeks after, Hana left. Stating without her lady, she has no will to go on.
It wasn't long before he too, disappear from the public view after. His relationship with his clan and Senju estranging and straining further and further.
"Is that Uchiha still looking for you?" A large canine asked whilst biting his food he have captured and adding a large foxy grin. After Kikyō Pass was given by the same said person and it was the land I was used to, it was easy to hide out here as it seems we need no food or water to live. It is just the taste I missed. It did not made me full or satisfied but the sentimental value of being human.
"I made sure I hidden my track well and I still believe I am considered deceased."
"Knowing what kind of guy he was; you were supposed to use his feelings for you not succumb to them" The fox stated.
"You are mistaking, Kurama. I have no feelings for him, not even hatred. But only I was disillusioned by the lifestyle itself of normal life." The fox came soon after we sheltered here, wondering around the mountain; planting trees and flowers. Bathing by the cool fall that was privately screened by trees and shrubs, and watching stars fall every night. It was a moment of peace I could indulge in.
The only being who knew the secret. It was obvious, he have been looking for us a long time, while gaining a reputation as an age-old natural disaster, appearing suddenly out of nowhere to attack areas wherever human malice had collected and festered before searching our steps and settling down at the large field that gave him plenty area.
"I was not the one who was controlled" At this, the fox let out a big growl that warned her not to mention those humiliating and shameful moment of his life.
"Sakura...because of who, are you here?"
"And because of who, are you alive?" I asked equally with playful tones as I stroked his soft furs, earning a deep, vibrating purr from his throat in reply.
"My dear saviour." I lovingly said.
One day where Hana went to that 'place', suddenly, a low, warning growl rolled from his throat and his stance went from relaxed into crouched, animalistic posture like a predator awaiting for its enemies. I seen them before. They were amongst of the resurrected; 'Gold and Silver Brothers', they called themselves. It seemed they got the name from the colours of their hairs: silver and gold.
Even the battle was lasting, it did not took long until the fox devoured the two whole. Taking the chance, I murdered them using my chakra to aggrandised the effect of hydrochloric acid in Inari's stomach thus burning them alive inside his bowel.
After two weeks of rampage, finding it hard to digest them, he regurgitated what was left of their bodies, their faces was beyond recognition as several chunks of their limbs was erroded away.
To clear the evidence and future hinderance I used fire to burn away their bodies so there was no trace of whatsoever.
Time flowed in wonder. Mostly it had its sadness too.
Somehow, Madara tracked down the Nine Tail Fox even if I went to great length to hide his presence, it was impossible to hide such large amount of chakra. Great battle ensued, destorying a certain land and created the Valley of the End. But because I owed him so much.
"Nine-Tails, your power is too great. I cannot let you roam free any longer!" I heard as I stepped into newly created The Valley of the End but Madara was no where to be found but floating on the water was the First Hokage and the tailed beast I was so effetely looking for. They both looked too tired and injured beyond repair. Some swords and kunai was sticking out of his body.
"Kurama!" At the sound of his name, I could see him greatly struggle for control of his own mind, and at a situation like this, I know how it felt to be scared of your own mind too. The tailed beast wavered but in flash, the fox jumped away and landed few distance away still standing over the water.
Lowering his head so I could rest my forehead against his while stroking his furry cheek then I noticed there was few minor scratch and stabbed marks from his battle. Even if he was injured, he jerked his head in a mean of consolation. But also a long time good bye.
He looked clearly suprised at my appearance and gasp escaped his mouth and the hold I had over the chakra beast.
"You are supposed to be dead..."
"I am shamed to deceive you but I had to get away. I am truly sorry. What's happening?" I asked, feigning obliviousness.
"Your husband has betrayed this village. I am sorry" This was another word for 'he died'. But we knew better.
"What can we do with already spilt water? We clean it up before it spreads to another area. All we have to do is kill him that's all" Looking up to the struggling beast reflected sorrow for his hurt.
Soon, Uzumaki Mito arrived with a same mirroring look as her husband when her eyes landed on the figure that was suppose to have killed herself. But she was same as her husband, understanding with a look that resembled her husband's, understanding the bond between the pair. Me and Kurama
"...Please protect Naruto, Kurama. I can't abandon him now."
Mito looked up to the beast who was soon to be sealed, "If you use your power, only hatred will come from it. Stay tranquil deep inside me." This seemed to saddened the beast.
Directing the beast toward the cave where the sealing was carried out, where the beast willingfully submissived to his new container and because of unusual control the Nine Tail Fox showed, she gained a rare abilities that enabled her to feel negative emotion and for the first time, she noticed the pink haired woman was reeking of it.
Maybe a little hope like a pandora heart, that contained small yet buoyant amount of hope amongs the sins, was just like her although she suspect that hope was something that was created by her deep desire for something precious. She was sure that girl would surely break if that one thing was gone- a reason she felt sorry and sympathetic to her.
First Shinobi World War was something that deeply affected both of Hana and me, even our lives was filled war itself, but didn't meant it was something human being can adapt to it. Even if it lasted ten or thousand years.
Death. Blood. Cries. That was what you would hear every single time.
I would often head out to heal some ninjas although raised few question who I was as it was odd and suspicious to see a woman wearing bright sleeveless, translucent gossamer silk kimono adorned with black jenmo hat coated with light pink see-through fabric all supported by red ribbon I tied around my neck, they were thankful. Thankful of giving them chance to die as real heros.
"You. Woman, identify yourself" A gruff voice demanded to the front faced woman. He and his teammate couldn't see anything from behind because her back was covered by the long draped veil she had on her bamboo hat but through transparent fabric, he was sure it was a woman. A very attractive one too.
"Me?" I turned around and faced at least twenty shinobi from what I could quickly count. I could see them caught off guard as why such woman would be bold enough to step into war zone.
"Who are you? Which village did you came from?" The ninja was sure she might be a civilian or geisha from the way she dressed.
"I am merely a woman passing by." I answered simply. But it seemed they did not believe my words and it was getting little annyed since I wanted to meet someone before he parted.
"Your name, onna*. Identify yourself-" Before he could finish, his eyes pulled down to his chest as it crimson liquid suddenly splurted out and spattered across the grass. His body limply fell.
His teammates striked toward now identifying her as a liability to their survival. Bring my cupped palm to my lips and chanting the jutsu voicelessly, and chakra kneaded inside the body as it converted into fire, massive orb of roaring flame expelled from my mouth.
Some managed to flick themselves away from the harm's way, remaining ninjas could only be engulfed by the flames, left a big crater in the ground.
One managed to stab from behind but it turned into a smoke. Turning around, realising his enemy have been next to all along, his glabella met a sharpened iron to his skull escaping it from the back. Motionlessly, the body slowly slided itself out of my sword, hitting tree trunk trailed down leaving trails of red paints.
5.
My katana pierced through his menton pointing toward upward, defying the heaven for a brief moment, I jagged it out from the side; leaving his head half beheaded.
3.
Mystic Palm Technique was something that is considered as healing property. But this case, I sent excess amount of chakra into the shinobi's body, the user can overload the patient's normal circulation, trapping them in a comatose state. Leaving him forever sleeping until he dies from either malnutrition or animal attack.
1.
The fight ended with a staring contest. As I straddled my last opponent while giving a hard push of a kunai to his trichion, I watched as light left his eyes and a clear look at his killer while final breath left his body. Then I realise most of his blood splattered some on to my dress, shame. I liked this dress.
Rustle
Looking up, I found myself staring into pair of red eyes that held shocked and unbelievable look to the person he was staring at.
Senju Tobirama was ready to sacrifice himself after he and his team found themselves surrounded by twenty elite Cloud ninja, known as the Kinkaku Force, realised that the only way any of them could escape alive was for one of them to be a decoy and sacrifice themselves; therefore having faith that he had trained his students well, he chose to sacrifice himself after he selected his prized student Hiruzen for the position of Third Hokage. It was until, he detected familiar presence he longed for many years.
Ignoring warned shout from his students, he dashed toward the very person he longed for. And there she was, supposed missing to the world, covered in blood while still looking dangerously beautiful and celestial as she sat top on her victim's corpse.
A happy smile appeared on his lip.
"You are alive. My brother was right. I knew you. I know you are not the type to take your own life"
Before I could react, he rushed over pulling me into his arm, he buried his head deeply to the crook of my neck as he profoundly inhaled the scent he missed for long time. He was thankful, even if she saved his life unintentionally, that was why he found himself attracted to the woman in his arm more. Even if she was bound to another guy.
"Nidaime-sama!" His students looked at the pair in shocked bewild eyes. It was romantic but they were in the middle of crisis! But it was their first time to see this side of their sensei's too, they could not see her face because of her veils and she was buried deeply to his chest, however they could tell she was beautiful.
They noticed, puzzled, her arms would hang limply by her side that doesn't seemed to return his gesture.
Finally, noticing his students, he let the woman go, and introduced to his student. His students' first impression was that she hated them, well certain numbers: Danzo, Homura and Koharu. They felt those heated glare while standing next to their sensei who seemed to be the only one not to notice.
An Uchiha, I noticed. His name was Uchiha Kagami, young and good-looking but inexperience about his clan's politics so it was safe to say he wouldn't recognise me.
Even so, his death was something that couldn't be avoided. He died amongst his royal soliders while crying out for me and this made me look back how many men did they died while shouting for me? Is this what will happen? That Naruto's death couldn't be avoided even if I done this?
So, Sarutobi Hiruzen became a Hokage at a tender age of twenty blessed with villagers praise and blessing he will rule over the village with justice and rights for all.
He who have seen many suprises in his life but was shock when I knelt down in his office and asked him for help.
"I'm pleading you for this, Hiruzen-sama. I'm only asking for your assistance and I'll do the rest" The young Hokage stared back and forward between the woman and the scroll stunned; his hand shakily reached for the secret scroll that have been passed down for many years but never seen and grasped the old document.
Yes, he had heard this before. From his grand-father who would often speak about a kind, beautiful woman that healed him during the First War told him she came to save this village through a scroll. And he realised it was her.
"Sarutobi, that scroll something considered to be myth; ancient as Sage of the Six Paths. No-one had ever seen and knew only little of the existance of this scroll.
But using this technique is taking control and taking the time you have used back. This is absolutely taboo against the law of time and the Nature.
"...Only if it's for the village. But don't ever cross the line of time"
"Yes, that's right, Hiruzen-sama. It's for the village. But don't bother me with any questions regarding about it since you're human also."
Key words:
Lunar Elder- An elderly being from legends who would bind two lovers together.
Giri no onee-san- Older sister-in law
Onna- Woman
"It has been said that time heals all wounds. I do not agree. The wounds remain. In time, the mind, protecting its sanity, covers them with scar tissue, and the pain lessens, but it is never gone."
-SPOILERS AHEAD! DO NOT READ IF IT'S GOING TO RUIN YOUR LIFE.-
Just read recent Naruto chapter 561. I can't believe *SPOILERS Tobi isn't Madara! Traumatised me quite badly but backed my-self up ^^.
Halfway in my half term TOT. Tomorrow, Friday 28th October 2011, going to visit my friend for an early Halloween party. Gonna get drunk hehe. Our plan is to go to the forest and play hide and seek (and rapist) in the wood. LOL
