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Tasting Flesh
Chapter Seven
With the music box ending, Sakura opened her eyes to see nighttime swarming her bedroom. She realized the music box was playing the sweetest tune for hours, making time roll by like it was nothing to Sakura anymore; untired and still hungry, she didn't realize that she fell asleep in her bed. She sat up, seeing the two porcelain dancers had stopped dancing, too, she slowly reached over and closed the black music box and carried it to her chest, cradling the music box close to her in thanks. She even cuddled the music box close and thought about playing it over again and again, wishing to hear the lullaby tune and fall back asleep. She closed her eyes again and was about to allow sleep to take over...
Gurgle. Gurgle.
Sakura groaned a bit and poked her own stomach. She hasn't eaten since breakfast, and she missed all her other meals. She hasn't smelled any other scents of cooking goods or anything, so she figured that the other residence went out to eat (hopefully) and left the Haruno Shrine to go get a snack. She sat up with the music box still in her hands, taking a moment of silence to see if she can hear any movement in her neighboring rooms, where Sasori and Chiyo would sleep. She figured Ino went home, despite her getting the okay to stay over for the weekend, and the old woman went to bed like always... Sakura was just really hungry, and she wouldn't be outside her bedroom for too long.
Gurgle.
'I'm hungry...' Sakura whined in her head. She stood up on her own two feet, with music box in hand, she tip-toed to her bedroom door and slid it opened to a ajar. She peeked through the little space and found Sasori's bedroom from across the hall shut. 'Nii-chan sleeps with the door open.'
Venturing out into the hallway, Sakura noticed that all the lights were off, only the stair lighting dimmed on it's usual night ritual of an automatic system. She walked on the floorboards carefully, trying hard not to make a sound, until she reached the top of the stairs. She looked down the lonely stairway, unable to hear any chatter or noises of someone walking around or doing whatever in the living room or kitchen; she took it as an all clear and she tip-toed down like a sneaky child, acting totally like a little girl sneaking to look for goodies in the kitchen or presents during Christmas. Like at any moment she would make a noise and her parents or grandmother would wake up...
Sakura just hoped that no one would wake up.
Reaching the second floor, Sakura casually walked down the hallway, her head bowing to look at the wonderful music box she brought along for the journey to get something to eat. She wondered if she will become very attached to this item, like she wanted to keep it with her always and hear the wonderful music that the box played just for her. She was so happy that Sasori gave this to her for her birthday.
She admired the design, the color in different lights...she loved everything about this music box; and it meant something more to her then a pleasurable toy that plays sweet music. It was the most amazing thing she has ever seen in her life, honestly.
Walking to the edge of the the doorway to the kitchen, Sakura stopped walking to look up into the dining area to see a figure in all black sitting at the table, the back facing her. She stiffened instantly, feeling all the blood leave her face as she pressed herself against the wall silently; her eyes wide when she shaped out the head to resemble a chicken's butt, large and muscular.
'It's...' Sakura blinked, her earlier moments from today. 'It's Sasuke.'
She held still, hoping that Sasuke hadn't heard her coming down the stairs or coming near the doorway. She watched him just sitting there casually -in her words, she supposed- and unmoving, making it more eerie on how good he was being so still. It was like he was a statue or something. Sakura thought of a backup plan to turn around and go back into her room; pulling all her energy into her goal, she turned around.
"I know that you're there, Sakura," his deep, sexy voice made her freeze all over again, and soon made her melt on the other side of her conscience. She shivered her shoulders and clung the music box to her abdomen.
Gurgle.
"...And I can tell that you're hungry," he added in carefully. He straightened his back and pulled his hands into his lap and sighed. "You can come in, I won't intrupt your chance of eating something."
Sakura shut her eyes tightly, feeling a bad vibe in her head to choose between the choices: run back to her room like a coward, or be brave and get something to eat for once. Her head was throbbing in a unwelcoming way that was going to make her angry; make her want to have a fit like a toddler! She looked down again to her music box, seeing the detailed creation ontop and how her fingers gripped the sides and she could feel the carved wood that had the inside secret of the song that made her feel all better when she was crying.
She played the song in her head, and all her troubles went away. She squared her shoulders gently before twirling around in her dress, her lip in a stubborn pout as she marched into the kitchen, not looking Sasuke's way when his black eyes looked from the corner.
Sasuke watched her go over to the counter by the sink, looking for something in her taste. Her hands infront of her but her shoulders were stiff and defensive. He smirked a little at this, feeling a bit proud that this little closed book still had the old spitfire he would've seen often back in the day. Her pink head looked side to side and even had one of her hands wandering the countertops, her silent sighs were obvious to Sasuke's keen ears.
A smirk hit his mouth as he cleared his throat, a soft ting of dishware from the eating table; Sakura's head spinning to see a bowl filled with red apples, fresh and crispy looking that it made Sakura's mouth water a little bit.
"Apples are still your favorite, right?" Sasuke raised a brow gently as he pushed the bowl as far as he could to make it more comfortable for the pink haired girl in the room, letting her know that he didn't plan on touching her.
Swallowing her drool, Sakura shyly walked over to the other side of the table. She hid the music box in her lap as she pulled the bowl over with both hands and began choosing which of the red fruit she will bite first. "H-how did you..?"
"Apples were your favorite when you were a child," Sasuke answered quietly, looking down with a blank stare. He wasn't going to look at her...he can't. "I don't think there was ever a day you went without eating a apple growing up."
"Oh..." Sakura flushed a little when she held an apple in her hands, feeling the smooth and cool surface as she pressed her mouth against the red skin. "Uhm... I-"
"Don't apologize." Sasuke's eyes darted to the bowl of apples, still unable to look at her face before she munched into the apple, hearing her perfect teeth biting down. She was shutting herself up before she started to ramble more then necessary, feeling bad about even trying to bring up a conversation. Apparently, she is an open book...just like old times
"You know," Sasuke started out slowly, "I believe you have every right to...be upset. With everything that is happening; you don't remember a whole lot like I was expecting."
Sakura's emerald eyes looked at his pretty face. She couldn't believe that this person was speaking to her like this, like he was understanding her problems inside and out. She didn't know what to say next, so she simply looked down on her bitten apple with tinted cheeks.
"You don't remember a lot, do you?" he asked quietly.
"N-No..." Sakura whispered. All that Sakura knew was his name and vivid 'dreams' of when she was a little kid, and it was only little things like playing outside or waking up.
'But those...probably mean something to him,' Sakura's mind instantly snapped to the idea, glancing up again to look at his unmeeting eyes. She could see through the blank expression he held that his eyes were sad. They were sad. Sakura was starting to feel guilty.
"Can you..." she slurred after swallowing and noticing that she had his attention from the stiffen movement of his shoulder, "tell me about...you know, back then? Just some stuff that you remember, and then I can see if I remember." She smiled a little against the white flesh of the apple, feeling her cheeks tint the tiniest bit. "It can be a game."
Sasuke's eyes widened just a pinch, surprised about the happy sound in her voice when she refered the idea to a game. It seemed like she was starting to loosen up to him already, and they haven't spoken much when he actually got to the Haruno Shrine. He swallowed a little bit, looking at the bowl for his eyesighting attention, and allowed a little smirk twirk the one corner of his lips.
"What would you like to know?" he asked absolutely cool and uninterested.
"Anything." Sakura shoved the rest of her apple into her mouth and began to pick out a new one, the reddest that she could find compaired to the first apple she ate. Her belly was feeling better, but her heart...felt like it was aching from the pounding.
"Hn..." Sasuke took the moment to think until Sakura picked up another apple and used her sweater sleeve to polish it gently with absolute care. His eyes softened again at the constant sweetness that she gives to things that she held. That certainly didn't change. "When you were a kid, I would have to wake you up every morning because you didn't like it when Sasori or Chiyo woke you up. You also didn't like sleeping alone, and we would share your bed and use me as a teddy bear, I suppose."
"Were you bothered by it?" Sakura asked shyly with minor stuttering.
Sasuke shook his head. "It had gotten into a habit that I didn't like sleeping alone either," he confessed in a low voice, his hand gripped to his knee and squeezed. He hoped that the confession didn't bother Sakura. "You liked to...cuddle. A lot." Sasuke didn't know he strained on the word 'cuddle', and was surprised to find Sakura giggling a little. He couldn't stop himself from looking up to her face- that very pretty, pretty face that Sasuke simply wished he could reach over and stroke to see if it was still soft. He was just satisfied enough to see her smiling infront of him.
"You also found it amusing to take my things and hide them in places that I can never find," Sasuke said quietly after she halted her giggles carefully. "Even though my scent would be on them, you did a good job covering it up with other scents."
"You can smell things?" Sakura asked with a tilt to her head. "Like a dog..?"
"Sure, go with that," Sasuke rolled his eyes at her childish action. When he saw that she was silently asking for more details, he sighed a little and went on. "Say I can't find something or someone, and I've looked everywhere... I can put my senses into focusing on that one object or person, and then I follow the trail. Unless it is thoroughly covered in something solid, then it's rather difficult, but I can find the person who took it and..." He didn't bother in finishing the rest.
Sakura could tell that he wasn't happy about something, probably about her taking his things as a child. "You must've scolded me a lot when I was a kid, huh?" she offered with a smile. "I didn't know I was that bad of a kid."
"I never scolded you," Sasuke corrected with a raising brow, startling Sakura a bit. "And you weren't a bad child, Sakura. You were actually a very well-behaved little girl back then; you did as you were asked, ate all your food on your plate and said your 'please' and 'thank you's."
"Oh, I see," Sakura gaped at the list of things Sasuke said, her cheeks blushing a little bit more as she finished another little apple and began to play with her fingers shyly. "Uhm, I have a question for you...Sasuke."
"You used to call me 'Sasuke-kun'," Sasuke said quietly, "and please keep calling me that..." Sasuke swallowed from that, but he didn't retreat from her request. "What do you want?" he asked carefully, his voice was oddly soft and shy.
"I remember you," Sakura started lamely, her face getting more red, "and I remember you...looking the same as you do now, and I was just- I mean, I want to know-Do you age, Sasuke-kun?"
Sasuke met her green eyes for the first time. He was instantly taken by the green emeralds that were installed and how they practically sparkled in the dark-lit room; his breath caught in his throat and he was content with just looking at her for now. Noticing that she was waiting for an answer, he looked away and cleared his throat.
"I do age, but I don't physically anymore," Sasuke answered carefully, not wanting to confuse her. "I decided a long time ago that I didn't want to look anywhere older then late-teens -preferably nineteen or twenty- and I made my body stop on my birthday with a demon spell."
"Why did you want to stop..?"
"I didn't want to be too young or too old when I met you," Sasuke shrugged shyly this time. His did his best not to bite his lip. "It wasn't the best idea to marry an old man, now wasn't it?"
Silence took over. Sakura was looking down to her now empty bowl and let her hands hold the music box that was hidden on her lap, her heart now throbbing against her ribs painfully, and the issue of choosing went with her heart and mind; her head saying it was all a big mess, and her heart was absolutely thrilled with it. She peeked up to see Sasuke looking down, same still blank and emotionless, but his eyes totally said that he regreted telling her that answer. Now she felt bad.
"Tell me," Sakura said in a little whisper, "what happened when you found out about...me?" 'How did you know? Did you take it as a role to marry me, or did you feel something?' her thoughts rammed out in a rude way.
"It was a long time ago when we were given information about your existence," Sasuke began counting with his fingers slowly, as if trying to make it most accurate. "If I remember right, it was about six-hundred years before you were actually born-" Sasuke stopped when he heard Sakura choke on her spit, taking a moment to see her hand over her mouth to shut up before going back. "My father was in the gardens and had encountered a dead Demon God by the Sakura trees. I was not there, but it was a dead king of my family, and he explained that the bride of his youngest son would be born from a royal family...and it would be a human child, and we don't have humans in my world.
"So we waited for a while, and spoke to the other two royal families about it," Sasuke rest his chin on his palm, looking off into space. "There was the belief that it was a false given, until your mother was born."
"My mother?" Sakura blinked. "My mom is...a Demon?"
Sasuke shook his head. "Your mother's father was a human lover to the princess in my world, his name was Dan and he was a farmer in this world who stumbled upon the door to ours. Tsunade, the princess of the time, found him and...I suppose it was 'love at first sight', and he stayed in my world and had Mebuki. She gained only Dan's human genetics while any demon genes were left out, which is common whenever plain humans and demons reproduce.
Mebuki grew up as the princess when Tsunade's grandfather -the king- died and was met with her family's nobles...the Harunos," Sasuke closed his eyes in boredom. "Kizashi, your father, was a human that was adopted by Chiyo from the human world and such... They moved to the human world, made you and that was that."
"Just like that..." Sakura said carefully as she looked down to her music box. "My mom is from royal blood, but human... I'm related to demons though."
"Pretty much. Your grandmother still rules the kingdom back in my world, and she sends her wishes to you and Chiyo," Sasuke opened his eyes again. "Chiyo and Tsunade were close."
"How does the royal family work? Like you're not the only family?" Sakura pressed on, leaning a bit forward and rest her elbows on the table to hear better.
"There are three families that rule in my world," Sasuke answered with ease. "There is the Uchiha, the Demon Gods; then the Senju, the second largest kingdom and your mother's homeland and then it is the Hyuuga, the smallest one."
"Are they Demon Gods, too?"
"No, just the Uchiha," Sasuke shook his head. "The other Demon Gods were wiped out years ago during a war -before I was born- and the Uchiha set the other two kingdoms under rule of the powerful Demon Clans that were worthy to take on the role of royals. Senjus were allied with the Uchiha and helped protect us during the war; showing how strong and responsible they were... the Hyuuga just fended for themselves."
"It sounds like you don't favor the Hyuuga family," Sakura said softly.
"Not very, no," Sasuke hissed a bit. His teeth were a little bared and caused Sakura to hide her smile from his attitude. She thought it was cute. "We don't get along with them for many reasons, and I would rather leave them out for the sake of my own ears and tongue."
"Okay, I won't say more," Sakura gushed to herself. "Lets go back to talking about what we used to do back then, please."
Sasuke made an amused 'hn'. "You always said that my hair reminded you of a chicken's ass."
Sakura paled.
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Sakura was sitting on Sasuke's belly and facing him, watching his slumbering face on the couch while his hands instinctly held onto her waist so she didn't fall and bust her skull open. She just looked at his eyes moving under the closed lids as he was dreaming about something Sakura couldn't figure out. For a while now, she has been doing nothing fun and took the chance to climb onto the couch and sit on Sasuke's lap, and he never even stirred.
And so here she was, sitting on his lap and still doing nothing.
"Sasu-kun," Sakura called out, wanting him to wake up and play with her before Chiyo would get her into the bath. "Sasuke-kuuun, wake up, please." She felt his hand twitch against her waist, but he didn't make any noises of waking up or giving her attention.
Sighing to herself, she heaved her shoulders and settled to playing by herself. And, when she means by herself, she was dragging Sasuke's sleeping form into it whether it was a good idea or not. Sakura carefully leaned forward and reached to touch his raven colored hair, feeling the softness of his spikes with her little fingers. She then trailed down to touch his nose and-
"Sakura."
Sakura squealed when Sasuke grasped her little wrist and met his coal-eyes with her sparkling green jewels. She instantly pouted when he pushed her hand away and placed his hand back on her waist. "Sasu-kuuun!"
"What's wrong, baby?" Sasuke asked tiredly before yawning loudly, his white teeth looking a little pointy.
"I'm bored!" Sakura drawled as she hung her head back with an annoyed groan. She puffed her cheeks when he 'hn'-ed amusingly, gripping his surprisingly white t-shirt in little fists. "Can we play or something before I have to go and take a bath?"
Taking her wrists in a very gentle grip, Sasuke hushed her calmly to have her listen to him. He smirked at her face, enjoying how easy it was to get her attention, he raised his head up and carefully pulled her hands to his mouth to kiss them gently. His throat began to purr in amusement as he lightly nibbled her tiny fingers. This action used to make her squeal when she was much younger to actually believe that he would eat her hands because they looked delicious... Too bad she was an early learner.
"Sasu-kuuun," Sakura warned with a pouty lip. She wasn't in the mood to play that. "Why are you so tired today?"
"Because, Sakura," Sasuke mumbled softly, playing with Sakura's hand curiously, "just like you, I have school. My school is just different from yours', I don't get to play and learn things..."
"What do you do?" Sakura asked as she tilted her head to the side with a tiny smile. She always liked to hear about his own stories.
Sasuke smirked and met her lovable eyes. "I learn how to take care of my little princess," Sasuke cocked a brow in his own pride. "I learn how to make you smile, make you laugh...make you cry; I also learn how to care for you when you're sick or upset about something, I would be able to heal you. I also learn how to fight."
"But fighting is bad, Sasu-kun," Sakura gasped. "You told me that, you know! You said that if I fight another person, it would be a bad thing to do... Ino-chan gets to fight a lot though. With other kids who pick on me at school."
"Yamanaka is suppose to do that," Sasuke explained and nodded. "I know I told you that, but it's different with Demons and I. Demons like to fight a lot and make people I care about cry, and I won't have that."
"Sasu-kun cares about me?"
Sasuke shook his head. "I told you what I think of you, Sakura. What did I say?" He drummed his fingers up and down her arms with a questionable tone when he spoke. "I care about my family... I care about my friends..."
"But you love Sakura," she finished with a cheeky giggle as she pulled her arms back from the tickles. "I love you, and you love me," she began to hum the tune from the TV show that bothered Sasuke, and she couldn't finish her song when she saw Sasuke's eye twitching in annoyance. "But it is true, you know!"
"Aa," Sasuke rolled his eyes and sat up, bending his neck carefully to press his mouth against her head and started kissing her hair repeatedly in a affectionate manner, his purrs rumbled a bit louder.
Sakura smiled sweetly and cuddled her head up to his, giggling wildy when he started to hug her tightly and and move his kisses to her cheeks. "Sasu-kun..."
Sasuke made a noise to let her know that she had his attention, but didn't stop to kiss her cheek again and hide his face into her pink hair.
"I can't wait to grow up..." Sakura's emerald eyes sparkled. "I can't wait to be your wife, Sasu-kun."
"Me neither, Sakura."
Sasuke watched Sakura sleep softly with her head on the table, her arms supporting her head as a pillow. She was dreaming about something, he knew, and he hoped it was something pleasant; to ease her soreing head about what had happened to her today with the truth about her whole life. He felt a mixture of emotions that he couldn't handle at once. Anger at himself for ruining...whatever meltdown Sakura had earlier, then there was sadness of the small rejection she had to him and the very intense feeling of affection that he didn't want to hold back. He wished that he could take her in his arms and just hold her.
Sure, he was instantly feeling something more then wanting to hold her, but now wasn't the time for that. All he wanted to do with her at this time -and her current state as it is- he would settle for just holding her, letting her cry and cling to him, petting her now long hair and whisper things that he couldn't say for the past years...
'It is alright, my darling...'
'I'm here for you, Sakura.'
'I...love you. So much.'
Sasuke stiffened when Sakura's head lolled to the other side of her arm, sighing in her sleep as he just continued to stare at her. He finally gets the chance to look at her (not that he was going to watch her from her bedroom window. He had more manners then that!) and see what she has grown into. He looked at her very long hair, looking like pure silk with each strand as he simply wanted to touch it with his rough fingers; her skin was clear and white like milk, her lips doll-like and plumping pink shade of careful roses. Not to mention that she grew little curves to her small stomach and long legs, feminine features in her...chest area. Sasuke allowed a hard blush creep on his cheekbones as he rolled his eyes away.
Sakura looked beautiful to Sasuke, and he was simply falling in love with her all over again.
'Am I really that much of a fool..?' he questioned himself sourly. His eyebrow twitched when he gazed at Sakura again, watching her curl a little bit against the table and snuggle her face into her arm, his eyes softened intensely and he couldn't stop himself from reaching his hand over the table and touch the palm of her outstretched hand. The pads of his fingers only lightly touched her smooth skin-
Sakura's long, slender fingers gripped his own before he could pull away. "Mn..."
Sasuke froze. He didn't want to upset her more then he already had earlier that day. When he tried to lace their fingers together like back in the day, she reacted like he had a fatal disease and started crying. Now, Sasuke was no fool for thinking that Sakura had a problem; no, Sasuke understood fairly well that she doesn't remember all the sweet and wonderful memories that plagued his dreams everynight and when he took a mental break to just wander into the sugary, lovely times when he could touch his beloved and she would smile.
He knows that she's scared of all of this. She was scared of him.
Although, Sasuke can't push out the feeling of having his heavy attraction to her: her voice, her presence and even her scent intoxicated him to the point that he would go crazy and just take her into his arms, bury his face into her neck and plead any apology he could come up with. He would say sorry for scaring her, for making her uncomfortable when her fragile mind was still structured with those goddamn barriers! He just wants her to remember him...
And hopefully, allow herself to love him too.
He couldn't tell is Sakura had the same feeling towards him as he does for her. Adoration, love or lust, he couldn't tell. He wasn't a mind-reader like the other demons. No, Sasuke was a Demon God, and his species if particulary different in a big manner that would raise hell onto top soil.
"What you do to me," Sasuke whispered softly to the slumbering body of a mortal woman, "is something I don't like...because it makes me look weak." He slowly leaned closer to the table and inhaled the aroma of sweetness that only she possessed. "I can't have them think that I am a weakling to a mortal girl, even though you have stolen my heart."
Sakura made a noise in her sleep, but did not stir. Sasuke smirked lazily and looked at the tightened grip Sakura had made in her movements, refusing to let go of him. "For now, I want to think that I can do whatever I want with you. But, unfortunately, I am more respectful then that..."
He pressed his thumb against her palm, feeling the luscious blood that was pumping along with her sweet pulse. "Haruno Sakura, I don't give a damn how long it takes; I will make you mine."
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"How old are you, Nii-chan?" Sakura blabbled lamely as she stuck her hands out to her sides as she balanced on the cherry blossom tree outback of the Haruno Shrine. She was watching Sasori work below her on a puppet he was creating for the past few days since he had refused to be with his partner, Deidara, and running around town. "Is Deidara a Demon like you?"
"Slow down there, cutie," Sasori chuckled as he attached a jaw to the puppet, pushing the joints together that looked painful. "If you really want to know, I'm older then you father's current age time a million, now try to calculate that."
"I don't want to..."
"And, yes, Deidara is a Demon like you," Sasori nodded to himself. "He is the kind of demon who likes to make things explode with materials that he chews on. He is like a puppy, if you ask me. He likes to chew on everything."
"Does he want to..." Sakura trailed off horribly as she made the motions of chomping on an imaginary chicken and pointed to herself.
Sasori laughed hard when he looked up to his considered sister. He leaned back against the tree bark and placed a amused smile with a sparkle in his eyes. "No, no, Deidara isn't interested in eating the Forbidden Flower or little girls. He likes what I like."
Sakura sighed in relief. "Thank goodness!"
"Yeah," Sasori mused again as he pulled up an wooden arm to inspect it. "So anyway, before I forget, how has Sasuke been treating you these past few days, hm?"
Sakura froze. It has only been a couple days since Sasuke made his spectacular entrance to her home, as explaining in livid detail of who he came here to find and why. Since his arrival, Sakura and Sasuke had only little conversations -not counting the night when she was given apples- and it was a simple 'hello' and 'goodbye'; although Sakura hasn't minded it, she was still curious to know a little bit more about this Uchiha Sasuke.
She has had dreams, thank goodness, about the little things that she would have done as a child with Sasuke: playing in the snow, racing in the little woods outside the shrine and even him giving her little pieces of candy when Chiyo wasn't looking. She would blush at these memories, yet she would never say a thing to let Sasuke know or anyone else.
"It has been fine," Sakura muttered lowly, feeling ashamed to herself.
"He hasn't spoken much to you, hasn't he?" Sasori chuckled when he saw his cousin's face. When she nodded, he sighed and got up to his own feet; holding the puppet by the strings and making it dance on the grassy floor, totally getting Sakura's attention as she watched the undecorated doll wave to her and start talking. "You know, it's alright if he is like that. I think he is trying to figure out how to communicate with you since you don't remember much."
"Did I...you know, get along with him?" Sakura struggled to speak again.
"Oh yeah, you two were total lovers," Sasori rolled his eyes. "Listen, when you were a little kid, you would love to sit on his lap and call him nicknames that only you can call him... Sasuke isn't the kind of guy who lets girls flirt with him and touch himl you were the only one who could tease him, poke him, whatever you wanted, really."
"Why?" Sakura asked quietly, causing Sasori to look up to her hidden green eyes. "What happened that I can't remember him, Nii-chan?"
Silence greeted Sakura painfully, making her close her eyes sorrowly. She hasn't heard the voice in her head recently, and she was starting to wonder if all the stress from this was making her crazy. Is she crazy? "What am I, Nii-chan?"
Sasori placed down his current project and walked over to the branch that Sakura was sitting on. He slowly reached and tugged her little hands into his, holding tightly as he admired the softness of the skin.
So fragile. You can easily sink your sharp fangs into this skin...
"You are called the Forbidden Flower," Sasori started out softly, allowing the wind calm his nerves down from explaining. "You are a ancient legend of the Demon World that is born every...few centuries, or so; and you are promised to a certain Demon in our world to be the bride, as it is fate for you two to falling in deep, compassionate love. You are still a human, but you posses a power that isn't very common anymore.
Your body is made to reproduce a dying clan, bearing your love's children and keeping the kind of blood present," Sasori hummed quietly. "Your blood has a special power to heal the most fatal wound upon a person who isn't suppose to make it, and your flesh..." Sasori didn't finish.
"Nii-chan?" Sakura looked up hopefully to his brown eyes.
Sasori looked into her eyes, looking deeply into it and hoping to find out that she knew what was going on, that she knew the last part of the blessing- No. This was a curse to someone he cared about. She was in danger and he couldn't take it anymore. She didn't understand.
"Your flesh gives anyone who consumes it the power of a god," Sasori strained in sorrow. "If they eat you...you can make them overtake the most powerful Demons alive with no problem."
He watched Sakura's eyes widen a little, her heart quickening with the new information about her lost memories. She felt her lower lip wobble a bit, but no tears emerged into her eyes; she was surprised by this, but she wasn't in the fright to shed tears. "I-I...I see, Nii-chan."
"I want you to know that Sasuke doesn't love you because he has to," Sasori made Sakura stiffen again by saying Sasuke's name. He noticed her cheeks flushing almost on instinct. "I know you will instantly think 'He likes me because I'm this and that', but this isn't nowhere close to that. Ever since the day he heard your heartbeat inside your mom's womb, he instantly became so protective and devoted to you and only you. Please, Sakura, be patient with him and try to take little steps into remembering things..."
Sasori closed his eyes, slowly bending his head that his skull was nestled on her warm lap. He remembered when she was just a tiny thing, unable to fend for herself, and he would just watch her sleep in her crib and admire her tiny self. She was just like a doll, and he adored her when he appeared to be five years old.
"Sasori..." Sakura mumbled shyly as she raked her fingers through his red hair, rubbing his scalp gently to get him to purr. She found out recently that Demons can purr like a cat, as Sasuke did in her dreams, whenever they recieve an affectionate touch or they are pleased with something that they take to heart. She wrapped her arms around his head and hugged him gently. "I will try my best, Nii-chan... I think Father would be proud of his brother helping his daughter out."
She felt Sasori smile against her dress and nuzzle against her thigh. She couldn't help but smile for him, seeing him purr and act like a total cat; she found it simply adorable.
She wondered if Sasuke would...do the same.
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And so the story finally begins with the Forbidden flower...
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Whos' body will restore clans, blood will heal the fatally wounded, and the flesh of a savior.
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Beside her mortal being is her groom of a Demon God; his stoic face.
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She has yet to learn about his own secret power of the Uchiha...
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And find a way into his heart and make it hers'.
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AUTHOR'S ENDING NOTE- Just curious, because I currently have a writer's block, what are you guys hoping will happen between Sasuke and Sakura? ;3 Some cute moments or some physical contact? HOLDING HANDS MAYBEH? I love hearing from you amazing people, so don't be afraid to let loose and tell Kitty your wishes in Review or PM! *-*
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