Chapter 5

Sorry for the VERY long wait, but the second semester has been hell ! I also wanted to thank my reviewers! ;)

Disclaimer: Nope don't own Naruto! But if I did Sakura would have kicked Sasuke's ass to Suna the second he set foot on the battlefield! But I am still happy the moron has come back, and Sakura kicked some major ass too! ^^

Sakura was still stuck in this dungeon, having no idea when the bastard would come and get her out of it.

It was a few days since she had made the decision to play her captor's game, in order to let him think that he had managed to break her into submission. She scoffed at that thought "what a ludicrous idea" she thought "Sure he managed to make me doubt for a second, especially after his…revelation…but that doesn't mean that his mind game made me forget my own strength!"

But even so she had to admit that the blow dealt to her by Madara had pushed her on the verge of hysteria, especially since it had been shortly after she tried to kill herself. Afterall, he had merely informed her that her beloved fiance, in other words, the man she fell hard for, had been part of the Uchiha family.

She could still remember that moment clearly. It had been after her attempt to end her own life. Waking up to a warm bed, she had foolishly thought she had died and went to Heaven, joining her family and loved ones.

Well at least until she had heard the voice she had wanted to forget, this rich, warm, almost reassuring timber underlined by an almost imperceptible, sadistic and cold smirk. If she had been any other woman she would have thought that it was meant to calm and sooth her damaged soul.

But Sakura wasn't any woman, nor was she an innocent anymore thanks to the devil before her. Therefore her only reaction was to freeze in horror, a cold shiver of disgust running down her spine. Madara had felt it, as he resumed his lazy way towards the bed, taunting smirk and detached demeanor still in place.

Reaching her sides, he had taken her hands in his, and talked to her as if they had always known each other, or worst…as if he were her lover, berating her for making him worry.

He had acted as though he hadn't killed and slaughtered thousands of people, thousands of her people. As if he hadn't crushed her Mother's neck in front of her, before calmly walking to her horrified and trembling form and…At that she had closed her eyes, trying to stop the horrifying images that were sure to come if she didn't stop her train of thoughts to go back to her present situation.

Disgusted and disturbed by his behaviours and intimate gestures, she had sat up, scrambling to the floor, seeking to get as far away from him as possible.

He had simply watched her passively, rounding the bed, and kneeled before her, trying to reach her even as she huddled herself in a corner, trying to melt herself into the wall.

She could still remember the awful conversation they had then, how he took pleasure in seeing her so vulnerable. The woman who had been nicknamed the"Fury of the Land" was now trying to shield her frail body like a child afraid to get punished.

Madara had enjoyed the view, and had said so very clearly.

Flashback:

"My, My, Dear why are shielding your charming self from me? You wound me, afterall it is nothing I have not seen before, therefore there is no need to be shy my sweet."

Sakura flinched, but held her ground nonetheless, even though they both knew it was in vain, considering she was still trembling like a leaf.

"Get away from me! You know it wasn't my choice! You took me without my consent you demon!"

"Love, love, love, why do you need to be so stubborn?" he taunted "Atferall you were not going to offer it to anybody else right? My dear "Fury of the Land"?

That was the last straw for her, and for a moment she forgot the fear she had for this man.

"I HAD A FIANCE! Yes he probably died in battle! But he was no monster unlike you! What you took away from me was a gift reserved for our wedding night! IZUNA WAS THE ONLY MAN THAT I WOULD HAVE ALLOWED TO TOUCH ME IN THAT WAY AND"

Her passionte declaration was interrupted by his laughter. Her captor was laughing at her expense, and for the first time since he had turned her life upside down, she was struck by something.

Something that was eating away at her subconscience, something she did not want to delve deeper into, simply because she was afraid of the conclusions she would make.

But now, as she raised her eyes to his face, observing it carefuly, she did not have that freedom anymore, and unfortunately for her, it seems the man in front of her knew it well enough too. From the way a sardonic smile grew on his lips as her eyes widened more and more till he could see her emerald eyes perfectly, he was clearly having the time of his life watching her face dawn in understanding.

"Do you get it now, my sweet little one? Or do I need to explain it to you in details?"

But the princess was not listening anymore; her mind was going a mile a minute, trying to put two and two together but at the same time, not wanting to.

Izuna had been her anchor, her life support, her rock; even after his death she had been clinging on their love to avoid going crazy.

If she were to discover that he, as well as what they had shared was nothing more than a smoke screen to achieve some dark intentions, a mean to an end…

It would break her and Madara knew that perfectly well.

Said man was currently watching her like a hawk, waiting for the right moment to pounce on his prey, and deal the final blow. The sadistic man rejoiced as images of the landless princess completely broken and at his mercy flashed through his mind, he licked his lips at the thought, he just couldn't wait.

At last Sakura came back to reality, and the devilish man knew it was time. With a predatory smile he got closer and wihspered in her ear:

"Do you get it now love?"

Startled she raised her head, tears glistening in her forest eyes.

"What…are you…talking about?"

He chuckled, and then, in a mocked display of intimacy, he brought their forehead together, and in a single breath crushed what was left of her heart:

"That you were a pawn used in our game…tenshi."

And with this single endearment, she knew.

Madara was not the bane of her existence.

It was Izuna.

(End of Flashback)

Sakura chuckled humourlessly; the Uchiha leader had told her everything, how he had planned someone to seduce her, knowing very well that the man he needed had to be humble, respectful, kind at heart, to seduce the princess who was able to scare off any men no matter how boastful or brave they were.

He also wanted a knight who was skilled in combat, a true warrior, who would be also polite and intelligent, to obtain not only Hashirama's respect, but also his wife's one (at this Madara had sneered adding that only weak men were influenced by a woman's opinion).

But more importantly he wanted someone who was loyal to him, not out of fear, like most of his clan subordinates, but out of true affection and love, someone who would give his life for him without hesitation…which is why he had chosen Izuna.

His own god forsaken brother.

The pinkette could still feel her heart crack each time she thought of that.

Izuna was informed by spies of her tastes; what she liked to do in her free time; her likes; dislikes…It was made sure he knew everything about her before he was deemed ready to start his mission.

But not before he was given a new family name, a false identity, as well as a famous reputation, to fool the Royal family and the Court.

Izuna Yamada, a young man of 21, became an orphan at a young age; due to his family's death during the previouswar, won by King Hashirama's Father 20 years ago. He then decided to become a warrior, getting enrolled in the King's army and overtime gained a reputation as a fierce and brave knight which enabled him to be introduced to the Monarch.

It was a risky bet, a "calculated risk" in Madara's words, but given Hashirama's trusting nature, it could work nonetheless. If it didn't…well he was very well aware of the consequences.

"Now that I think about it" Sakura thought "he probably didn't care for that backstabber's life that much…risking his life in such a way…"

Nevertheless the traitor had been sent to meet her that day at the Ball (it had aggravated her even more to know that he had also lied when he said he fell in love with her at first sight long before that).

And then they both knew what had happened, he had managed to win her heart with his gentle words ("LIES!" She corrected), as well as with his shy, almost bashful attentions towards her (" ALL AN ACT!" she thought angrily). In less than a year he had her wrapped around his little finger, and the Court saw them as the perfect little couple. The whole kingdom knew them, the fierce beautiful angel, and the brave kind hearted knight were loved by everyone.

Madara had been very proud of his achievement, pushing him to ask for her hand in marriage. While Izuna (" THAT TRAITOR! She shouted in her mind) had his doubts, his older brother had been certain that she would be ecstatic at the idea and accept his proposal.

And she had been.

She really had been.

The pink haired woman wanted to bash her head into a wall for her stupidity. How naïve she had been!

Thinking back, there were things she had never been able to explain about her beloved, such as the fact that he would dissapear for no apparent reasons, sometimes for days, giving reasons such as researches about his so called lost family.

She, being the trusting and kind hearted lover she was, believed him.

"I shouldn't have" thought Sakura "I should have gone with him, to make sure he was telling the truth…"

However no matter how much she which she could go back in time and slite this traitor's throat. She couldn't "At least now I know never to trust a man ever again…" she sighed.

Being her fiance, and a trusted man in the King's inner circle, Izuna had been able to feed Madara on important informations, and when the battle took place…Madara had told her he turned his back on her Father, and joined Madara's side.

"I am sure the bastard is still alive…skilled as he was with a sword, and being one of those wretched creatures ('you are one of them too now…' hissed her conscience) he must have survived the battle…" she fumed in her mind.

"That's okay" she thought with a cruel smirk "I am just going to kill first…but slowly. So he will know what suffering is!"

"Yes" she thought "Enjoy your miserable life while you still can, you traitor, I am going to get out of this prison…and when I do…I wil find you"

Her dark thoughts were abruptly brought to a stop by the sound of a door opening. Looking up, she saw her captor entering the room, his trademark smik in place.

"Let the game begin…" she thought.

Here it is! PHEWWW took me a long time to write that one XD I wanted to show you guys what happened with Izuna (at least from what we know thanks to Madara), and Sakura's feeling, and slow descent into darkness ^^

Hoped the Chapter pleased you, let me know what you think, with a review please ^^