Sakura hung suspended in the air. She had been moved from her holding cell to the 'playroom' as Kuromaru liked to call it.

'Sick bastard,' Inner hissed.

Sakura's eyes stared straight down, eyes blank.

Kuromaru sighed and slashed at her again with his leather whip. The pain caused the pinkette to refocus and arch in pain.

"That's better," he smiled. "It's not very nice to ignored others, Sakura-chan."

Too weak to even spit, Sakura just allowed the blood and saliva to drip down. Kuromaru's eyes narrowed and he gave her another lashing, pulling another cry of pain from her cracked lips.

"I can do this all day, Sakura-chan," he teased and whipped her again to emphasize his point. "Tell me the weakness to the Sharingan."

Sakura grit her teeth that were red with her blood.

"Go. To. Hell."

Her screams continued to echo around the dungeon.

"Now, copy my movement."

Sarada nodded as her Sharingan pinwheel spun as she watched Sasuke go through a series of hand seals. Kakashi and Tsunade watched as Sarada focused on Sasuke's hands and she copied, moving in sync with Sasuke thanks to the Sharingan's ability to predict.

"Your verdict?" Kakashi asked.

Tsunade could only shrug. "I'm at a loss, Kakashi. Her eyes are showing no signs of strain. It's as if she was born to wield the Sharingan."

Kakashi watched closely with his own Sharingan.

"Has she learnt how to deactivate it yet?"

"She's trying but it seems to use quite a bit of chakra just to turn the thing off, only for it to reactivate some hours later."

"Do you think it will be this way for the rest of her life?" Kakashi asked.

Tsunade shook her head.

"She's the daughter of Uchiha Sasuke and Haruno Sakura. If anyone can find a way, it will be their children."

Karin ducked to avoid the slice of a sword. The tree before her groaned and toppled, having been cut in half. She didn't waste time on the fear that screamed that the tree could have been her but instead kicked the man's stomach that had been open from his attack.

He stumbled and Karin threw a shuriken in hopes of slowing him down but when she sensed more men coming within her large sensing range, she had no choice but to flee.

She had to move. Fast.

"Sakura! Naruto's at the door!" Her mother called.

Sakura groaned as she dragged herself out of bed.

"Stupid baka," she grumbled.

"Hurry up, Sakura-chan! We're gonna be late to training!" Naruto bellowed from the front door.

Sakura drowsily pulled on her red shirt and medical skirt after stripping out of her pyjamas. Quickly rushing down the stairs -almost tripping and killing herself on the way down- she only had time to grab a banana and apple from the fruit bowl on the table.

Pecking Kizashi on the cheek as he sat at said table, he gave his daughter a warm, sunny smile. Doing the same to Mebuki who stood at the sink, she was out the door and rushing passed Naruto who was whining.

"Wait, Sakura-chan!"

She huffed and turned back to him.

"There's something I just want you to know."

Her annoyed expression morphed into one of curiosity.

"We've been friends for so long and you know me better then I know myself."

Sakura now stopped walking altogether as she gazed at the blonde.

"After we came face to face with Sasuke at Orochimaru's hideout, you've been really distant lately..."

"Naruto, I-"

"And after everything we've been through together, I feel like I can just come out and say it."

"Naruto, what-"

"Your forehead really is huge."

Naruto was off, running for his life. Luckily for him, it took Sakura a couple of seconds for his words to sink in, but when they did-

"NARUTO!"

She was on his tail, practically foaming at the mouth in anger.

'That baka!'

Naruto's laugh sounded in her ear as he led her all over Konoha before finally heading towards their training grounds and all she could think about was shoving her fist down his throat in today's sparring but as she entered the gates of their training ground, she skidded to a stop and her jaw dropped open.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAKURA!"

All of her friends had gathered, united under the celebratory banner wishing her a happy birthday.

Naruto was panting before her, but his victorious smile never wavered. If anything, it widened at the look on her face.

"You didn't think we'd forgotten, did you Forehead?" Ino asked cheekily, winking.

"Thanks to Naruto having you chase him all over Konoha, he bought us time to set up and have lunch ready."

Sakura's eyes raised to the sky to see that the sun had indeed risen to the middle of the sky.

Wow. She had been so pissed, she hadn't realised she'd been chasing Naruto for so long.

"That's the youthful spirit, Naruto-san!" Lee exclaimed from his place beside Neji and Tenten.

Sakura just took in the image of all her friends together and after being so focused on training and working at the hospital and Sasuke and all that crap, she hadn't had time for herself. Or her friends.

Her eyes began to water and before she could stop it, the tears were falling. Her friends reacted immediately.

"Sakura-chan, d-don't cry!"

"What did you do to her, you baka!?"

"I knew this was a bad idea!"

Sakura rushed to brush away the tears as she gave them a watery smile.

"Thank you," she sniffled.

Naruto approached, worriedly but the pinkette only pulled him into hug.

"Thank you so much for everything!"

Sakura allowed herself to slump against her desk, exhausted.

Now that she was within the privacy of her own tent, she could let herself show a little wear and tear.

She'd lost another patient to this damn war. A young Chunin from Kiri. So many had died for this senseless war...

Old ones long since passed, rising to fight a war that wasn't theirs. Forces to fight their loved ones. Such things had her wanting to go on a murderous rampage for putting her loved ones through such emotional and mental torture.

But what could she do out there? She was better off here, doing her best to save lives and keep the tide even, which seemed to be working.

Having just been attacked a week ago by a white Zetsu impersonating Neji, she knew it must have been because of their efforts. Only the best tacticians knew that in times of war, it's not the headquarters you aim for, it the medical camp. If the leaders are taken out, others will rise and take over but if you take out the medics, mortality rate sky rockets.

Of course Uchiha Madara would attack the medical tent. He's fucking ancient and lived through several wars if history held any truth. She had been expecting such an attack. It was only a matter of time.

She moved to the mirror in her tent. Dried blood was splattered on her face. Her eyes drifted down to the blood on her hands.

She knew they were saving many lives but the deaths that occur were mostly those whose lives were placed in her hands.

Her hands clenched and she shook as tears rolled down her cheeks, landing on her closed fists.

Why couldn't she save them all?

She bit down hard on her lip to stop the sob from escaping.

Looking up into the mirror, she hated that she could see that her eyes had lost some of their light. The bags under her eyes stood out against her pale skin and she just looked miserable. No, she looked like death itself.

Her eyes had seen too much death and she feared she'd never be the same again.

In a fit of anger, she found her fist cracked against the mirror, distorting her image.

Naruto might be out there risking his life, but he doesn't have to feel such pressure to save the lives of the fallen. He can just kill and move on.

'I want to kill and move on...'

"Sakura-chan?"

Sakura's eyes widened as she spun around to spot a familiar blond head poking in through the tent flap.

"Naruto?" She wondered. "Oh, wait. You're a clone."

The head bobbed before he frowned.

"Why are you crying?" He asked.

Sakura shook her head and turned away, washing her hands in the basin and wiping her face.

"It's nothing, Naruto. You shouldn't waste your chakra unnecessarily, baka."

"Sakura."

Turning at the serious tone, she found the clone had entered fully.

Carrying a bowl of strawberries.

With a large candle sticking out of it.

"Happy birthday, Sakura-chan."

She couldn't help crying again.

"Baka," she cried and hugged him when he placed the bowl down.

"Hey, now," Naruto murmured. "You're shaking, Sakura-chan. What's wrong?"

"I don't know how long I can keep doing this, Naruto," Sakura whimpered.

"Doing what?" The clone asked, confused. "Sakura, what-"

Sakura pulled away and held up her hands. "These hands aren't saving, Naruto!" She whispered harshly so as not to alert anyone outside the tent.

"Sakura-"

"Most of my patients are dying, Naruto," she murmured. "There is so much blood on my hands; mothers, fathers, sons, daughters, brothers, sisters, teachers, students-"

Naruto pulled her in, holding her close to him as he embraced her. Sakura's surprised eyes stared ahead, over Naruto's shoulder.

"N-Naruto-"

"Cry, Sakura-chan. It's okay to let yourself cry."

"D-Damn you," she whimpered before she buried her face into his chest and sobbed.

Her hands tightened around the fabric of his shirt. After what felt like hours of crying out her fear, sorrow and guilt, she felt her body sagging against the blond.

Without releasing her, he swept her up and carried her to her issued bed. Uncomfortable but not unwelcome. He removed her shoes, headband and vest before pulling the sheet up to her chin.

He kissed her forehead and whispered into her ear as she drifted off.

When she woke up the next morning, she awoke with a little more light in her eyes.

'I have faith in you, Sakura-chan. Everyone is behind you and we'll always be there for you. Don't give up because we are counting on you.'

I promise I won't give up.

[Warning: A/N- Take heed motherfuckers. Explicit scene coming up. If you don't wish to read it, skip to the author not coz this is the last scene...if you're a tough cookie, I highly suggest listening to 'Requiem for a Dream' as you read it. Do it!]

Sakura gasped as she awoke and so did the pain.

She was back in the dungeon, though lit candles lined every pillar, casting more light than she'd seen in weeks.

She also noticed she was now chained to the ground, spread eagle.

She looked at the empty bowl next to her.

Fuck, she should have known.

She had been given a bowl of food after days of nothing. The shackles had been released and she had enough chakra to heal her body from both the pregnancy and his torture methods, only to lose consciousness.

Looking at the bowl, it was so fucking obvious.

"I see you're awake, Sakura-chan."

Sakura looked over to see Kuromaru in the corner of her cell.

"Do you know why I let you heal yourself, Sakura-chan?"

Sakura didn't respond, only watched him. There was little she could do. She was chained to the floor, for god's sake.

He moved closer and his hands dropped to his belt. Recognising the movement immediately, Sakura began struggling.

"Aw, what's the matter, Sakura-chan? Are you scared?"

With every step, more than she ever wanted to see was revealed to her until he was standing above her, his pants down to his calves.

She only just realised he had lit up the dungeon for the sole purpose of granting her sight back to witness his newest despicable act.

For she saw him in all his merciless glory. His penis stood erect at the sight of her helpless situation. Hard and ready to go.

He knelt down to her and grabbed her chin.

"Is there anything you want to say?" He asked.

She glared at him, despite the terror that gripped her body.

"Nothing? Well, I'm known to leave women breathless but maybe if instead of being the gentle lover that I usually am, being rough might loosen your tongue. Genius, right?"

"Y-You're sick," Sakura shook.

He gave his trademark cruel smirk as he straddled her chest. Now with his penis in her face, she managed to break through the fear and struggle some more. Anything to get away from this man.

"You're not going anywhere."

The more she struggled, the more worked up she got until she was practically hyperventilating. It took a good slap from him to get her to stop.

"Now, dear girl, you're going to be a good girl and prepare me for your cunt, yes?"

Sakura shook her head and pulled once more. Finally having enough of her struggling, he punched her, dislocating her jaw.

Just as he'd hoped, it kept her from closing her mouth.

Sakura let out a muffled cry as she realised the inevitable.

Kuromaru just laughed and thrust his hard cock into her unwilling mouth. Sakura gagged and cried around the penis in her mouth but nothing she did would stop him. With no chakra to fix the dislocation, she could do nothing but receive his girth.

"Do you like that, Sakura-chan? Does my dick taste nice?"

The tears were uncontrollable now. Her crying only turned him on more as he thrust hard and deep so that even just breathing was hard, between his cock and her sobbing.

His hands slipped under her head so he was pulling her mouth more onto him as he moved forward. He threw his head back and moaned.

"That's it, you little slut. You like this, don't you, Sakura-chan? Did Sasuke ever do this to you?"

His reply was screams around his cock and he groaned.

"That feels so good, Sakura-chan. Please, keep screaming."

His thrusts picked up.

"Fuck, I'm going to cum!"

Forcing deeper down her throat, he spilt himself. Tempted to let his seed choke her to death and escape this hell, her body instinctively preserved her life and swallowed the bitter semen.

Kuromaru rose, chuckling.

"My, what will Sasuke say when he sees you, Sakura-chan?"

He spat on her naked body.

"While that was fun, it's not as great if I can't understand what you're saying. Here, don't say I never do anything for you."

With a slap, he hit her jaw back into place. Sakura cried out in pain and pleads.

"Please, no more!" She cried. "Please!"

Kuromaru looked at her curiously.

"Oh? You don't want more?"

"No!"

"You know what I want, Sakura. How do I take down Naruto and Sasuke?"

Sakura shook her head, her lips clenching shut.

'Don't give in! Don't give in!'

"Nothing again?"

He slid down her body, making sure his hardening cock left a wet trail down her body.

"Let's see if this changes your mind."

Settling between her thighs, he entered her with one powerful thrust. Sakura screamed in pain, straining against the chains.

"You don't like this, Sakura-chan?" Kuromaru laughed, thrusting in nice and hard.

"Sasuke!" She pleaded. "Naruto! Anybody please!"

"No one's coming for you, Sakura!" He cackled.

"Sensei! Shishou!"

He slapped her but she continued to call out for any and all her friends.

"Sasuke! Sasuke! Naruto, please!"

"Keep calling but no one will hear you, Sakura!" Kuromaru laughed and his thrusts slammed into her.

Her eyes were wild as she screamed aloud, mentally and spiritually for help.

"Stop, please! Someone, help me!"

The dungeon was filled with screams of agony and laughter all night.

Alright, my readers. Just take a second to stop and remove yourself from the story.

That was some pretty intense and explicit shit there.

I apologise if this makes you sick, angry, upset or anything like that.

I felt it had to happen.

What crazy psycho wouldn't use rape as a means of gathering information?

I know some of you didn't want her to be raped and I didn't want her to be raped either.

Let's stop talking about it and move on.

I think there will be more things like this to push Sakura further and further into this darkness she's never experienced before so I will leave you little warnings as well.

I'm so sorry.

I felt bad after writing this and I needed to stare at pictures of kittens and shit for a while.

But, with every action, there is a reaction.

I had no idea how this was all going to end, but you can bet your fucking ass its going to be epic. I feel like no matter what happens, there will be some sweet satisfaction.

The memories were of her 16 and 17 birthday. Was gonna do more but couldn't be fucked.

I want you all to know I read your reviews and they give me more motivation to write.

I want to thank you all for following this story and reviewing and everything.

Makes me feel like top shit.

Also...

What is this about tumbler and stuff?

Like prompts? I'm always hearing about it but I never really look into it.

Is it good? Should I check it out? Am I too school for cool?

Wait-

What?

I watched another trailer for The Last and then read about it on Narutowiki.

So let me get this right...

Sakura is pretty much the reason Naruto and Hinata got together in the first place?

BAHAAHHAAHAHAHAH FUCKING THATS HILARIOUS

I feel like several times, Sakura could have said.

"Just leave her," and Naruto would have listened.

Or not gone after Hinata herself and let her wallow in self despair.

That would actually be pretty funny. A brooding Hyuga.

Wait, no!

She can't do that coz that was Neji's thing..

RIP Neji!

I actually miss him. He was pretty awesome.

He should have just let Hinata take the hit.

Anyone else agree?

But he is a hero and will live on in all of us.

Alright, I'm off to bed.

I hope to wake up to some reviews.

Please.

- Me 3