DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN NARUTO.
02. Ensue
He said it only a few times, but she heard it 1,000 times.
Two words.
"Follow me."
Then she replied with one.
"No."
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It resembled that of a warehouse.
No furniture was present, yet she still would allow herself to near the place. No trait of the shelter should have attracted her, but something allured her. Emerald eyes are staring blatantly at the cement walls, death was written upon each one.
Loneliness.
Suffering.
Despair.
Lost.
"Follow me." Itachi stated in his velvety tone, his breath was brushing against the nape of her neck. Sakura felt tremors rush down her spine, shock and fear present. The feeling of two extreme temperatures, the surrounding terrain was freezing for the winter season, and his breath enticing her with his warmth was enticing her to oblige.
Lost.
"No." Sakura choked out the last bit of her will.
Lost.
"You can hate me then, if you would like to, my blossom." The seductive whisper captivated her away from the empty walls, and brought her wandering eyes to his own.
Crimson blood-lusting eyes bored deeply into emerald pools of innocence.
"I...I can't!" Sakura mustered in shock. An arm engulfed the girl's petite waist without any trouble, bringing any of her composure to depend on him and only him.
A smirk is placed against the nape of her neck, where Itachi had leaned the weight of his head. Sakura feels his tongue lather a sore spot on her skin, a muffled moan escaped her tightly shut lips.
"Then, follow me." Itachi repeated, grabbing her left arm he spun her to face him completely. "Follow me. Stray this place, and come with me."
"N-No!" Sakura bit her lip not wanting to deny his offer. Itachi smashed his lips against hers in complete hunger. Sakura feeling his warmth against her weakening body, buckled her knees and depended on Itachi to keep her from falling. Itachi disregards asking for entrance, and shoves his tongue into the crevice of her mouth searching for her answer.
Searching for the truth.
Sakura moaned against his tongue, when Itachi tickled the roof of her mouth. Masculine hands successfully brought Sakura closer, completely filling any gap that was possibly left between them. Sakura gasped for air, when she felt Itachi's muscles ripple under her ample breasts. Itachi ignores her coarse breaths that greedily asked for air and hungrily delved back into her mouth. The gluttonous feeling overcame him, as he suppressed a groan of pleasure.
Sakura's arms entangled into his hair and she broke the kiss for a second, much to his dismay. "P-please, Itachi-kun." Sakura whimpered taking in air.
"Then, you must ensue your dream, my love." Itachi let her go and turned on his right heel, starting to walk away to a black door. The black door had a large hinge on it, as well as a gigantic sliding lock that ran across it's center.
That means to betray, everything.
"Except..." Itachi let a smug smirk appear on his lips knowing he would, in the end, win.
"Except, my heart." Sakura finished, sprinting up to the Uchiha. Sakura's feet let off the ground, her weight leaning on the Uchiha's back.
The Uchiha kept walking. "So follow me." Itachi called.
"But I don't have one anymore—a heart, that is."
A deep, masculine chuckle escaped Itachi's beautiful lips, "My, my! I could say otherwise."
Silence followed.
"Ensue you dream, my cherry blossom."
Sakura got off Itachi's back and ran in front of the Uchiha. Gathering her courage, Sakura jumped up and wrapped her legs around Itachi's waist. Enwrapping her arms around the Uchiha's neck, Sakura places her lips against his. Itachi knew that the Haruno was too innocent to be courageous and follow up further, so instead Itachi pushes her against the front wall.
Sakura gasped in pain and groaned, "I-Itachi...kun."
Itachi attached his lips against her neck and began to suck and nip against the already bruised flesh. "O...Oh! I-Itachi-kun!" Sakura groans in a mixture of pleasure and agony. Itachi bites down painfully hard and begins to lap up her blood. The tongue against Sakrua's flesh began to fade, chaste butterfly kisses were replacing. The action only beguiled Sakura even more, as her hips slowly repositioned lower, against Itachi's groin.
Itachi smirked at her actions, and the brought one of his hands to trace Sakura's figure. The way their bodies molded together, even through the clothes, Itachi could feel Sakura's erect nipples against his torso. Itachi's hand underlie against her breast and his lips against her own.
"I can't!" Sakura replied to his previous statement.
Itachi melted his lips against her bruised ones again, nibbling her bottom lip, Itachi shot his tongue deeper into her mouth. Sakura moaned once again into his mouth, while Itachi smirked against her lips.
Itachi completely broke their contact.
"Follow me." Itachi said, one last time.
...
Sakura leaned against the cold cement wall, her body felt completely weak and needed to rely on another.
"Follow me, before I'm too far."
Itachi's hand gripped the center lock and slid the giant piece of metal to the right.
"I want to!" Sakura cried out in despair, her knees falling to the ground along with the rest of her weakening body.
Itachi let a frown appear, "Then, do so, my darling."
Sakura felt her throat enclosing, her eyes filling with tears, a scream ready to echo throughout the room:
"I WILL!"
The scream was mixed with pain and isolation, with pleasure and need.
Before—
Sakura got to her knees with the last of her strength.
—I'm—
Sakura's tears are streaming down her face, landing oh so lightly onto the ground.
—Too far—
Sakura's hand reached out,
—Gone.
and grasped air.
Sakura's eyes widened in shock, as her body fell to the ground in horror. Blood was oozing from her mouth and her eyes were growing dull. Tears were mixing with blood, while together they stained the cement flooring.
"I-Itachi..."
Sakura's hand clenched desperately for him, but only retrieving the air.
"...kun."
A sadistic grin.
"Did I mention how radiant you are looking today, my cherry blossom?"
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