The Pirate King
Chapter Three
-Attempts-
"So…" Kiba trailed off, looking around as nonchalantly as possible. "I was thinking…"
"No." Sasuke said, cutting him off as he sharpened his sword loudly.
The brunette huffed. "You don't even know what I was going to ask!"
"You can't bring that little blonde tart up and have sex with her. I've seen the two of you making sick gooey eyes at one another."
"What the hell are gooey eyes?" Kiba demanded. "And we were not, I just thought it would be a nice treat since I didn't get any at the mainland last time. And she's got a nice body."
"I said no. And Gaara will say the same. I seriously doubt he wants you fornicating with the prisoners." The ebony haired man sighed, sharpening his sword one last time before sheathing it.
Neji walked up to them then, having overheard their conversation. "You know she's probably just using you to get out. I wouldn't trust her." He said simply. "Besides, once we dock you can find yourself a woman. One you won't have to worry about stabbing you in the back."
"But isn't that part of the excitement?" Kiba smirked. "The danger makes her all that more appealing."
"Yeah…" Neji shook his head, attempting to hold in his laugh. "I wouldn't count on it.'
Suddenly, the doors to the captains quarter's opened and Gaara walked out, looking bored. "Sasuke!" he called out, getting the gloomier man's attention. "Bring up the pink haired one. I'm damn bothered and we won't be reaching the mainland for a few more days."
He rose from his seat with a sigh. "Yes, Captain." He said, turning and heading towards the stairs to the brigs.
"Aw, come on! That's not fair!" Kiba whined. "I'm bothered too!"
The long haired brunette smirked. "Yeah, but you're not in charge." He snickered, walking away.
Sakura let out what seemed to her to be the thousandth sigh since she was thrown down here. She was so bored. There wasn't really much to do when you were being held captive. The entire place was dark, drafty, and dull, and she'd already counted all of the nails in the side of the ship nearest her. Not to mention that she didn't really feel like talking to any of her friends at the moment, for they really only continued to say the same, repetitive things.
Everyone in the cell perked up then when they heard the door at the top of the stairs open, letting in a bunch of light. Slow, measured footsteps could be heard, eventually revealing the ebony haired man they'd seen before, the one called Sasuke. He stopped in front of the cell and pulled out the ring of keys.
"You, pink one." He said, his dark gaze falling on Sakura. "Get up. The Captain wishes for your presence." He unlocked the door then.
"Finally seeing reason I see." Sakura said a bit smugly, rising from her seat on the floor and dusting off her bottom. As she walked past the Uchiha, she failed to see his smirk, something that everyone else noticed.
Naruto swallowed. "Uh…Sakura…" he began, sounding apprehensive.
Lee leapt to his feet and rushed at the door, but was too late, for Sasuke had already shut and locked it. "Lady Sakura! Wait!" then he glared at the Uchiha. "If she is harmed in any shape or form, be assured that I will repay such an injustice!" he shouted as Sasuke grabbed her arm and began to lead her towards the steps.
"Don't worry guys, I can handle myself." She assured him, before glaring at the man holding her. "And don't pull so roughly, I can walk on my own you know." She reprimanded as they came up to the deck.
He simply ignored her and dragged her to the captain's quarters, opening the door and shoving her inside. "Here." He said, closing the door behind him.
"Does anybody on this ship have manners?" Sakura asked, rubbing the spot on her arm that Sasuke had been holding tightly. She looked at Gaara then. "I hope you brought me up here to discuss how you plan on getting me a new ship." She said.
The redhead glanced up at the woman in his presence. He happened to be lounging on his large built in bed, twirling the crown around his finger, as he usually did when he was bored. "Sure." He smirked, returning his focus to the gold.
"Well?" she raised a brow and crossed her arms, giving him an expectant look.
"Why don't you come over here and we'll…discuss your receiving of new cargo." He finally paused in his actions and tossed the crown aside to the mass of pillows lined along the window seat of the back.
She gave him an odd look, but hesitantly walked towards him, since she did want a new ship as soon as possible, she figured she could at least do this one thing he ordered. As she did so she glanced around the room, taking in all of the knick-knacks that he had. It was very interesting, but surprisingly not messy. It almost reminded her of her own cabin that she'd had on her ship, only his was more masculine.
She stopped about a foot from his bed, keeping her arms crossed as she stuck her hip out. "What kind of cargo are you talking about?" she asked. "I would require a ship first."
Gaara straightened fully once she was closer in front of him and sat on the edge of his bed. He took in her form, a small hint of a smile tugging at his lips. She was definitely the right choice of the women he had captive down below. "I was simply thinking of ways you could better persuade me to be more interested in getting you this 'new ship' I supposedly owe you." He explained, placing a hand on each of her hips and pulling her closer.
Finally catching on to what this whole thing was about, Sakura's eyes widened and she backed out of his grip. "Oh no." she shook her head. "No, no, no." she said. "If that's what you're looking for, then Ino would be more than happy to help you."
"I don't want a blonde tramp." He told her, standing and following her retreat with his advance, before trapping her between the wall and himself. He placed his hands on either side of her head, keeping her from moving away from him. He leaned closer to her then, until his lips were to her ear. "Who knows, you might even like it."
Her cheeks turned red, not only from his words and what they were discussing, but his proximity. She had never been this close to a man before that was not her friend or related to her. And currently, her entire form was pressed against the wall, including her hands. It was either that or be closer to him, and that was not what she wanted right now. "I…I don't just sleep with people for fun." She said softly, turning her head and looking down in embarrassment. "And you probably won't get me a new ship anyways, even if I do. So unless you're going to force yourself on me, please back away." She raised a hand and placed it on his chest, trying to push him back herself.
Gaara grabbed her wrist, pinning it above her head and moving so his eyes met with her own. "You really don't know how this whole pirate life works, do you? And you're right, I wouldn't get you a ship, I was lying." He smirked, grabbing her other hand and lifting it above her head as well, keeping the two in place with his one. "I kind of like your undeserved arrogance, it makes your innocence all the more alluring." He gripped her chin and forced her to stay still before he leaned in and kissed her, getting a taste.
She made a noise of protest, trying to move her head even though it was pointless, and actually only seemed to be something that he liked. She clenched her eyes shut and stayed perfectly still, praying that this moment would be over soon.
"Don't be so apprehensive." He said, moving back only slightly so that he could look at her face. "Now do you want it here," he asked, lowing his hand and rubbing between her legs. "Or here?" His hand moved further back, prodding her anus. "I don't mind either way, I just thought I'd let you pick." He smirked, moving his hand back and finding her clit. "Though this would be so much more pleasurable for you if it were here."
Her eyes snapped open at his touch, and her blush darkened as she glanced down to see what he was doing. This was real, he was going to rape her, and there was nothing she could do. She tried to move away from his fingers, not liking the tingling sensations they were causing her to feel, but only managed to arch into his hand. "I don't want it anywhere." She gasped, looking back up at his face.
"Sure you do." He said simply, rubbing the small protruding bud through her clothing. "I can feel it. The body never lies about what it needs."
"Need and want are two entirely different things." She retorted, holding herself still. Maybe if she didn't react to what he was doing he would find her dull and leave her alone. "And I don't want it. At all."
The smirk on the redhead's face only grew, "You can try and deny all you want. But eventually, you will be begging me to have more of you." He pulled her from the wall and forced her down onto the bed, keeping her in place. "I promise I won't be too rough."
She bit her lower lip, giving him an uncertain look. "I've never been with a man." She admitted, though she was sure that he already knew.
"Trust me. It's obvious." Gaara said, pinning her down, placing his hands over her wrists and keeping them in place. "Now are you going to fight me? Because if you are, I'll just have to take you from behind so you can struggle less."
She shook her head and looked off to the side. "There's no point…and I don't want it to hurt more than it already will." She said softly.
"Well I like the sound of that." He leaned down and placed another kiss on her temple. "Just relax and we can both enjoy this." He sat up then, moving his hand down to her corset and beginning to untie it. Once it was loose enough, he pulled it open and removed it from her person, tossing it aside. "I can't recall the last time I had a virgin beneath me." He said, moving his hands over her breasts and gripping them experimentally.
Sakura bit her lip once more, letting out a small whimper at his actions. She'd never been touched this way before, but it definitely wasn't bad…she just didn't want it. She had always pictured giving herself to the man she loved, if such a man even existed. She wouldn't like it though. She would keep her mouth closed and do her best to stay quiet. Besides, even if the pain wouldn't come until later, she was just waiting for it.
The redhead rolled his eyes, he wasn't one for coaxing and so like any other time before, he pulled off her shirt and admired the hidden beauties beneath. Without giving her time to adjust to the exposure, he moved his hands to her waist and pulled down the tight black pants as well as her underwear, also taking off her boots. Gaara tossed the clothing aside and stared down at the naked beauty that lay on his bed. Sakura immediately felt the loss of clothing, and moved her arms to cover her chest from his gaze. It was embarrassing, the way he was looking at her, and yet, a small part of her liked it.
After looking over her body, Gaara lowered his hand to the lips between her legs and began to rub against her. "You might as well allow yourself to feel good, or this will only be more painful for you." He informed her, rubbing her clit with his thumb.
She let out a small noise as she unconsciously spread her legs a bit more to give him better access. "Okay." She said, feeling the tingling sensation from earlier come back. Only this time it was even stronger, and she assumed it was because she was no longer clothed.
Gaara smirked, keeping his eyes on her face before looking down at her exposed sex. It was time to make her wet so he could get off inside her. He leaned down and spread her legs further, licking her lower lips before sucking on the perky bud. He moved his hand and extended one of his fingers, beginning to prod into her at a slow pace.
"Oh my." she exclaimed breathlessly, lowering her arms from covering her chest and gripping the sheets beneath her. Suddenly he did something to her down there, and she wasn't sure what it was, but it caused her to let out a loud shriek. Her face turned pink, and she propped herself up to look down at him, the sight only making her go darker. "Wh-what was that?" she asked, her eyes wide in innocence as she tried to regulate her breathing.
He glanced up from his actions and smirked. "I slid my finger in is all. God you're sensitive." The redheaded captain laughed and began to pump his finger in and out of her.
She threw her head back and closed her eyes at the feelings he was creating, keeping herself propped up on her elbows as she began to move her hips slightly. This was wrong. She shouldn't like this, but she did. And now she understood what Ino meant about sex being for physical pleasure, because her body had definitely never felt this good in her entire life. When she felt him slide another finger in with the first, she moaned, allowing her torso to fall back onto the bed before arching her back and making his fingers go deeper.
Gaara watched her, delving his tongue into her now throbbing folds. He placed another in, beginning to thrust his fingers in faster and faster. He wanted her as slick as possible before entering her. After all, he wasn't one for waiting. When he was satisfied with her moisture, he straightened back up and began to unbuckle his pants.
He lowered them down, just enough to free himself from the cloth and leaned over his new playmate, dragging her up. He sat back and pulled her to him, letting her fall between his legs. "I don't think I have to explain to you what you need to do." He set his hand on her head and forced it closer to his hard erection. "Go ahead and taste."
Sakura's gaze zeroed in on the object before her, almost making her go cross-eyed as a frown marred her brow. She was supposed to lick that…thing? Why on earth would any woman ever do that? She didn't even spare him a glance as she leaned closer, her cheeks flaming so much so that she could feel the heat on her face. Tentatively, she stuck her tongue out and ran it along his full length. She heard him take in a quick breath, and assumed that she had done something correct. But what else was she supposed to do? He had said to taste it, but she assumed that he would want more.
Remembering what he had done to her, she licked him once more, before swirling her tongue around the tip. Feeling his hand pushing her back down, she opened her mouth and enveloped as much of him as she could into her mouth, sucking a bit as she came back up. This time she did glance up at him, as she flicked the tip of her tongue over the slit at the head of his arousal, still unsure if she was doing it right. "Like that?" she asked.
"Just like that." He breathed out, a look of actual bliss covering his façade. He let his fingers run through her pink locks until he gripped them a bit tightly and forced her back down. "But I didn't say you could stop."
She gasped at the slight pain, the action allowing for him to slide right back into her mouth. Her eyes widened, but she sucked on him once more as she pulled back, going back down on her own. His grip loosened a bit at the knowledge that she would continue, and she did, increasing her pace only when he forced her down a bit quicker. She pulled back then, panting slightly at her efforts. And, even though it hadn't been instructed, she brought one of her hands forward and gripped his arousal, running it up and down. She didn't really want it to be in her mouth the entire time, the amount he made her suck was nearly forcing her to gag, and part of her found the action to be a bit demeaning.
Not wanting him to get upset with her for not using her mouth, she lowered her head and swirled her tongue around his tip, licking it as well, while her hand pumped him. Gaara watched her, extremely pleased at how obedient she was being. And her continued antics and trials were only turning him on more. She was simply adorable. Something he had yet to encounter in a woman he slept with. Finally, he lowered his hands and pulled her face up to his. "Lay back."
Sakura nodded sheepishly, and did as she was told, glad she was able to stop her previous task. Once she was on her back, she felt her legs spread and his hands rested on her knees. "Relax." He ordered, moving up to her and positioning himself. He lowered one of his hands and guided himself to her still wet center.
Slowly, he began to rub his tip against her slit, circling her clit and then rubbing against her once more. Sakura let out a whimper, feeling her body relax slightly as her hips moved of their own volition, wanting to receive the same pleasure from his organ as she had from his fingers.
Without warning, he pushed into her, not bothering to give her notice. After all, he didn't really care, and she was so tight it almost made him groan out from the sheer feel. It was the tightest he'd ever felt, and once he was fully sheathed within her he leaned over her, marveling in what he knew might be the best fuck of his life yet. "So…so…good." he whispered breathlessly, unaware he had spoken aloud.
"It hurts." Sakura cried softly, a tear sliding down her cheek as she looked up at the man who had just stolen her innocence. She knew it was supposed to hurt the first time, but not this badly. And if this was what it was going to feel like, then she never wanted to have sex again. It felt like she was being ripped apart from the inside out, and she hated how vulnerable she felt right now.
"Stop crying. It will feel better soon." He said, opening his eyes and looking down at her. He glanced to her tear and lowered his face to hers as he pulled out to the tip and then slid back in. As he began his slow pace, he kissed the tear, stopping its fall and then followed the trail back to her eye. "How do you expect to be a hardened pirate when such pleasurable things are unpleasant to you?" he asked, pushing back into her fully and letting out a satisfied grunt. As long as he felt what he wanted, he didn't really care for how she was fairing, but he did want to hear her scream and moan.
So, he eased up on his thrusts and went back to his leisurely pace. She brought her hands up and gripped his biceps as the stinging feeling turned to a slight burn. "Obviously I haven't been a pirate long." She said, the corner of her mouth tilting up slightly. It wasn't too bad of a pain anymore, it was almost like a dull ache. And maybe if he kept going this slow she could just wait it out until he was done, and not feel too sore.
"Obviously." He reiterated, wrapping one of his arms around her waist and giving her a bit of an arch so when he thrust into her he could hit deeper within her. "You're tensing up again. I told you just enjoy it. You're already not a virgin anymore." He pulled out and shivered at how odd it now felt to be outside her comforting heat. "I want to go faster, so loosen up and it will feel good for you too." Gaara explained, closing his eyes and beginning to pick up his pace.
"You're so bossy." She muttered as he continuously entered her. He hit a spot inside of her then, and she let out a small cry, her grip on his arms tightening. It was then that she realized the pain was gone, as well as the burning feeling. Now she felt fine. In fact, that tingling sensation was starting to come back, though not as quickly as she would like. "Do that again." She ordered, meeting his gaze. "But harder."
Gaara halted in his movements and stared down at her, actually looking confused, as if he hadn't registered her words. "What?"
Sakura actually glared at him. "I said, do that again, but do it harder." She repeated, moving her hips against him to emphasize her want.
He blinked, but then smirked once more. "And you say I'm bossy." He pulled back and out of her before slamming back in, feeling everything in her contort to his length.
She moaned at the feeling, pleasure covering her face as she continued to look up at him. "You are." She panted, wrapping her legs around his waist and moving with him. "Oh God." She breathed, liking the new sensations this position brought her as another moan escaped her mouth.
He leaned over her, wrapping his arms around her waist in attempts to aid her in keeping her body against his own while he pounded into her. Now hearing her yells, he was going to make her cum and scream out in ecstasy. He would do so, blow her mind and have her begging him to take her next time. The thought alone of her between his legs, rubbing against him in hopes that he would bless her once more with his cock only fueled him into a faster pace, causing them both to bead with sweat. Sakura slid her hands up his arms and wrapped them around his neck, wanting a better grip on him. She arched into him once more, pressing their chests together, her erect nipples rubbing against his clothed form as they moved.
There was something building within her, though what it was she didn't know. But she felt she was going to find out soon. She glanced at his mouth, remembering when he had pressed it against hers. It was supposed to feel good too, right? And even though she was feeling incredible right now, she wanted more. More that she knew he was willing to give. And so, without a second thought, she pulled herself up and pressed her mouth against his.
Gaara's eyes widened slightly from the contact that was their lips meeting. Well this was certainly different than anything he'd ever done during. Never before had he kissed someone while he bedded them. Not wanting to break his rhythm that increased with this new vigor, he kissed her back and let his eyes close. Sakura's brow furrowed, kissing actually wasn't that bad, once you got into it.
She pulled back from his mouth, needing air due to their new pace. This was incredible, she could feel every move he made, especially when she tightened her walls around him. The feeling inside of her grew, and she met his gaze, slight confusion in hers. "Something's ha-" she was cut off by her own pleasured scream as her body convulsed around him, and she felt the most intense pleasure she had ever been given in her entire life.
He smirked, feeling her hole become tighter and all the hotter. How he loved to make them come before he did. But not wanting to lose this moment, he continued to pound inside her, finally hitting his own limit now that he was no longer holding back. With one final thrust in, he sheathed himself completely and shot out his hot seed into her still throbbing cavern. He let out a low groan, his grip on her becoming harder as he continued to come inside her.
Both remained still, the only sound being their harsh and labored breathing. He pulled out from her fully then and dragged her up to her knees before sitting back. "Now clean it up." He ordered, the remnants of a small blush still on his face from his release.
Her face turned pink as she looked down to his now limp member, which was coated in the juices of their combined release. Now he wanted her to eat that…stuff? When would her humiliation end? She bent forward and hesitantly licked off some of the mixture, finding that it didn't taste as bad as she had thought it would. She continued to lick up the mess, lifting his member in order to lick the underside of it. Her blush darkened as she felt something slide down the inside of her thigh, and she could only guess that it was whatever had been sent into her body.
Looking at her work, she saw that some had also gotten on the inside of his thighs, as well as his other genitalia, and so she cleaned that up as well. And, just for extra measure, she took him into her mouth and sucked as she slowly withdrew, sitting back on her legs when she was finished. She glanced down at his privates before up at his face, unsure of what was expected of her now.
"Fantastic." He smirked, giving her an approving look before he stood from his bed and adjusted himself so that he was once more confined in his pants. After he was buckled back up he stretched, lifting her arms in the air and allowing his back to align. He glanced back at her, another smirk gracing his features. "You were very nice, probably the tightest I've ever had. I greatly enjoyed it."
He walked back over to the bed and grabbed her ankles, dragging her to the edge and spreading her legs once more. He lowered down to his knees and ran his tongue up her thigh, catching any and all stray liquids. Once he finished, he continued to lavish her trembling womanhood, though he never protruded into her again.
Seeing that she was clean enough not to get anything on his bed, he stood and walked back over to get his crown. "I don't really care if you stay in here or not, I don't mind if you do. Just behave." And with that he left the room, closing the door behind him surprisingly quietly.
Sakura sat there, staring at the door, completely stunned. That was it? Just use her and walk away? Although…it had been really nice. Her body shuddered at the mere memory, and she quickly closed her legs, another blush coming to her face at the reaction she'd had. She stood from the bed, walking over and picking up her discarded clothing, dressing as she did so. As she laced up her corset, a tear fell from her eyes, and she quickly wiped it away. She would not cry. She refused. It hadn't been that bad, despite the things he had made her do. At least he didn't force her painfully.
Once she was fully clothed, she ran her fingers through her hair. Then she walked over to the small mirror that was in his cabin and made sure she looked presentable, before turning towards the door. There was no way she was going to stay in this room. He would just use her again if she did. She opened the door and walked back out onto the deck, ignoring the looks from some of the crew members as she searched for the redhead. Finding him, she walked over to him with determination, despite the odd feeling still lingering between her legs from his intrusion.
"I want you to release my friends." She said, not caring that she had interrupted whatever conversation he had been having with the ebony haired man at the wheel.
Both stared at her, wordlessly, and then glanced back to each other. "And why would I do that?" Gaara asked, not looking the least bit affected by the act they had just performed together.
"Because I said so." The pink haired woman replied, crossing her arms stubbornly. "Besides, it's not like they're useless. They can pull their weight just as well as any of your crew members. If I tell them to behave and help out they will."
"Oh?" he arched what could be a brow. "Are they as skilled and talented as you? Because if so, I think I'd be better off leaving them down there."
The three heard racing footsteps and suddenly Kiba was shaking Gaara shamelessly by the shirt. "At least let me have the blonde! She's been teasing me for days now!" he yelled in his captain's face, pointing at Sakura then. "I can't stand it anymore! You can't make us hear her pretty screams and then deny me that lovely woman! Just her!" he shook him more, only causing the redhead to get dizzy.
"Okay! Jeez!" Gaara snapped, shoving the brunette off him. "You can have the blonde, just get off me."
Sakura glared at him. "What about everybody else?" she asked. "They are hard workers, I'll have you know."
Sasuke gave his captain a sideways glance. "It's not like we couldn't find something for them to do. Better than leaving them down there to stink the place up."
The redhead let out an irritated sigh and began to walk off. "I don't care what you do with them, do as you please, but you're responsible for them now." He gestured to his second in command, then his jade gaze shifted to Sakura. "And now you owe me, so I expect something of equal value tonight in my bedchambers."
Her mouth dropped open at his words. Like hell he would be getting anything from her. She turned on her heel and walked off, going beneath the deck to where her crew was being held. She stopped in front of the cell, waiting for the brunette man to get down there with the keys. Naruto stood upon her arrival.
"Sakura, what's going on? What did he do to you?" he asked, using his perceptiveness to see that there was something different about her.
"That is none of your concern." She said, hearing the other man coming down the steps. "But, I have bargained for your freedom. Just help out with the ship and behave." She told them.
Ino stared at her, looking over her friend with scrutinizing eyes. They heard another set of footsteps and they were joined with the one who they had seen many times before. Kiba perked up when he saw the blonde, and hurried past Sakura to the cell door. "Well looks like your captain has excellent negotiating skills." He informed them as he opened the cell and allowed them out one by one.
Finally, Ino came out and met the man's hungry gaze. "Well now, finally we don't have these bars between us." He grinned, reaching his hand forward in attempts to cop a feel. But before he could lay a hand on her, she thrust her palm upwards and hit Kiba right in the nose, making him wince back and let out an agonized cry. "Ow!"
"Don't touch me." She said simply, walking past him and up the steps into the fresh air they'd been denied for so long.
Sakura snickered at the brunette's pain before turning and following her friends back up onto the deck. "Just go about your normal duties I suppose." She sighed. "Or ask that man…Sasuke I think his name was." She gestured to the Uchiha.
"Troublesome." Shikamaru muttered, walking off to find the perfect place for him to look up at the clouds, something he was actually looking forward too.
"I'm gonna go make friends!" Naruto exclaimed, running over towards a woman with long ebony hair and light purple eyes, a goofy grin on his face. "Hi! I'm Naruto, what's your name?" he asked.
The woman blushed a dark red, and her eyes widened at his exuberant personality. "Hinata." She said softly, so that he almost couldn't hear her.
Undeterred, the blonde continued on. "Wow! That's a pretty name. What do you do on the ship Hinata?"
"Um…I just cook…and do the laundry…you know…stuff the men don't want to do." She said, looking sheepish.
"That's really cool." He smiled. "I usually just hang out in the Crowe's Nest and look for shiny things." He reached out and grabbed her hand then, beginning to lead her off. "Come on! I want you to show me around the ship."
"O-okay." Hinata blushed, looking like she was going faint at any given moment as they disappeared below deck.
Sakura, who had been watching the entire interaction, shook her head and smiled. That Naruto, always happy, and acting like a kid with absolutely no attention span whatsoever. A wistful look came to her face then, as she wished that she could act as carefree as her friend. As she looked forward she jumped, spotting Lee's face a mere few inches from hers.
"My Lady Sakura," the bushy-eyed man said. "Please tell me to do whatever you wish, and I shall do so with the fervor of a spring chicken. Anything that will put a smile back on your beautiful face."
She sighed. "Lee, just go ask Sasuke for something to do if you want to work that badly. I don't care." She moved around him and walked past, not stopping until she was standing at the bow of the ship, looking out over the ocean. She watched the waves as they lapped against the side of the boat, and soon, she became lost in her thoughts. Thoughts that mainly focused on the redheaded captain and the things they had done together a mere hour ago.
"So." Sakura was jumbled from her thoughts and turned to see a sandy blonde haired woman, whose features strongly resembled the one she had previously been thinking of. "You must be Sakura." Temari smiled.
Sakura took in the other woman's demeanor, before giving her a small smile in return. "Yes, I am." She said.
"Nice to meet you." Temari nodded and walked beside her, getting up and sitting on the railing as she held onto one of the mast ties. "Sorry about this whole ordeal."
The pink haired woman looked back over the vast expanse of water. "Why should you be?" she asked. "It's not like I shouldn't have seen something like this coming." She said, sounding resigned.
"Well not to be rude or anything, but for starting out…probably not the wisest decision to steal from as vicious a man as my brother." She shrugged, still appearing friendly. "Don't worry though, he'll let you go."
"Of course he will." Sakura rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. "After I do something for him that he thinks is equal to my release from his captivity."
Temari laughed. "That's not exactly what I meant." She shrugged and leaned back, her grip tightening on the rope as she looked out over the sea. "But seeing as you say that, I assume you've already been taken by him."
She looked down to the wooden planks beneath her feet, ashamed. "There was nothing I could do." She whispered.
"Don't worry, trust me. No one cares, and it's not like we'll judge you, we don't even know you."
She glared slightly at the blonde, but her anger wasn't directed at her. It was directed inward. "It's not what your crew thinks that I care about. It's mine." She clarified. "They're my friends, and without them, I'd be living a doomed life. The last thing I want is for them to think I'm completely useless and weak. I'm supposed to be their captain for God's sake."
"But everyone has their better." Temari pointed out. "You aren't the best, how could you be when you've just started? And they don't look too ashamed or anything. I think they were just worried. I think the fact you're standing strong, still after, says a lot."
"Hey!" Ino yelled, running across the deck and grabbing Sakura by the shoulders, dragging her back from the enemy. "What are you doing to my best friend?" she demanded.
Temari blinked, confusion marring her brow. "Um nothing. Talking."
"It's okay Ino." Sakura reassured her with a small smile, stepping out of the pale blonde's grasp. "We really were just talking."
"Please." She scoffed. "These low lives are not worth our time."
The older blonde's eyes widened. "Low lives? I beg your pardon, and what does that make you? Dare I ask." She glared.
Ino laughed, pushing Sakura aside, focusing her pale blue eyes on Temari. "Please. We are of a much higher class than you heathens."
"Ino, please." Sakura said. "She was actually being nice to me." Then her brow furrowed and she looked to the sandy blonde. "Um, I didn't catch your name."
"My name is Temari. I'm Gaara's older sister."
The only made the other blonde gasp. "See! Spawn of the devil!" she pointed accusingly.
"I fail to see how me being Gaara's sister makes me the spawn of Satan." Temari glared at the other woman.
The pink haired woman crossed her arms. "If anything he's the devil himself." She muttered, looking off.
Temari sighed, though she gave them a small smile. "Please don't speak of those you do not know, nor understand." She said before hopping off the railing. "If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask." She nodded to the two and then walked past them to get back to her post.
Sakura watched her walk away, and felt a bit of hope swell in her chest. It was nice to know that she kind of had a friend amongst Gaara's crew members, and his own sister no less. Hopefully it would make the voyage back to land more bearable. Speaking of which, she needed to find a place to hide, since the sun would be setting soon. And she' be damned if she wound up in that insufferable man's bed again. Planning out where she could go, she walked off, praying that she made it through the night unscathed.