Hey yall, long time no see.
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To celebrate, here is another chapter. Remember, I forgot where this was going to go and I didn't plan to add Madara, but here we are and here we go!
When the door opened, Kakashi held his head down. He was making sure to walk behind Obito, not wanting Madara to think anything. Sakura, though, kept her head up. She walked behind Kakashi noticing how much warmer this area was compared to the other rooms she's been in since coming to Hell. The room was much brighter too.
There was a long table in the middle of the room, looking like it could hold at least fifty people if it really tried. There were candelabras on the table with a long running cloth. She looked further into the room seeing a red and white fan looking thing on a blue background, the banner hanging behind a throne of sorts. No one else was in the room that she noticed until Obito stopped in front of the chair, Kakashi dutifully behind him, looking down at his feet.
Obito turned and looked at Sakura, smiling as if he heard her heartbeat from where he was. Then, he looked forward, cleared his throat and called out for Madara.
With a poof, a man with long black hair, wearing red and black robes stood in front of Obito. She noted the family resemblance, but Madara's eyes were a bright red, his pupils small but there were three black rings around it, all of them connected by one line. It made Sakura nervous.
Before Madara said anything, he stared at Sakura, who was looking him in the eye.
"...and this human. It is Sakura, right?" He asked Obito.
"Hai, Madara-Sama. She is Haruno Sakura. One of the brother's indentured servants."
Madara kept his eyes on her, not looking away. It was like he was fascinated by her.
"Such bright pink hair… something to warm up this hell hole." He chuckled to himself. He then looked at Obito and Kakashi.
"You two, please, leave us be. Do not worry, I will keep her safe."
Obito didn't say anything. He simply turned around and walked towards the entrance with Kakashi in tow. Kakashi looked at Sakura, nodding his head as if to say that things will be fine. But Sakura didn't think it would be fine.
Once the door shut, Marada walked towards her. His footsteps made a clicking noise as if he were wearing heels himself. He stood in front of Sakura, towering over her.
"You are the first human to look me in the eye. Tell me, do I not scare you?"
Sakura kept her head up, shaking her head no. Madara chuckled, pulling back to go and sit on the throne.
"...you forgot the scroll Obito was going to hand over to you," She said, clearing her throat.
Madara shrugged, not worried about that at the moment.
"So… why are you here, Sakura-San?"
"Actually, I was hoping you would tell me," She said with a straight voice.
Madara looked her up and down before smirking. The look he had on his face made Sakura's stomach tighten. She couldn't explain it, but she was always attracted to people of power, always had been. To see this demon, the ruler of Hell, took an interest in her, helped her confidence, and made her feel a little bit better.
"The demon brothers, Uchiha-Sama, stated that you would have been the one to tell me how I had died. Obito brought me here because he stated you would have known the answer. "
Madara's eyes seemed to have flashed purple, if not for a second, Sakura had noticed. He simply kept the smirk up.
"Oh… are you sure you would like to know? If I show you, there is no going back."
Sakura nodded her head.
"Yes, please, Uchiha-Sama." She said evenly.
Madara used a finger and motioned for her to come closer to him. She did as asked, standing in front of him. He did the same, making his way to her again.
"Then I ask for one thing." Madara spoke up.
Sakura looked at him, more than willing to do whatever it took for her to get her answers.
"One kiss." He stated simply.
"A… kiss?" She questioned, a little annoyed.
"This is not a reason to take advantage of me, I just want to know one answer,"
"Then you will not get your wish." Madara shrugged.
"I can answer anything you would like me to. All you have to do is kiss me."
Sakura groaned. This was the devil, of course he would pull some kind of temping shit like this. She didn't even have a boyfriend, so she didn't know how to really kiss, or kiss like Satan wanted her to.
The pink haired woman thought her decision over before nodding.
"Tell me first."
Madara chuckled.
"Believe me, when you see your fate, you would not want to kiss me. You would want to kill my nephews, though good luck with that."
"How would you know what I would do?"
"I know everything." Madara said, beginning to frown.
"I see… you wish to kiss someone you loved?"
"Get out of my head…" Sakura muttered to herself, rolling her eyes, making the demon in front of her laugh.
"No wonder my nephews were interested in you…" He said, trying to persuade her. He knew she would like to know how and why she had passed away, and Sakura knew he'd be able to get her answer.
She thought about it for a moment, especially after that comment he made.
"Fine, one kiss, and you will tell me what happened?"
"Exactly," He answered.
She sighed for the umteenth time that hour, nodding her head slowly.
"Fine.. just one."
Madara got up close, using a finger to lift her chin up to make her look at him. His eyes began to spin and Sakura got lost in its movement. It took all but a second, but he lowered his mouth, placing his lips against hers. At first, It burned, literally, but the burning went away and Sakura leaned into him, opening her mouth to let him search with his tongue. He pulled away to look at her, hissing a 'yes' under his breath.
He kept his finger on her chin, keeping her in place.
"Thank you, not many humans indulge in this. Look into my eyes, and you will get your wish," Madara whispered.
Sakura did exactly that, looking up into his eyes, which still had been spinning, but began to spin faster. It entranced her. The light around her went bright until it seemed like she was transported to another plane of sorts.
Madara was gone and the room was empty, yet dark
She looked around and saw that she was in her room and the lump in the bed was herself. She then saw herself get up from bed and go straight to the only shower in the modest studio apartment she used to live in. The pink haired girl stayed in the same spot until she knew she would leave her bathroom. She saw herself leave in her scrubs and she followed.
Sakura thought for a second, thinking it was surreal, but she then realized it was the night she had died.
The last thing I remember was getting on the bus… She said to herself, walking to the bus stop. She stood there for a few minutes before watching herself get on. When she tapped her hard to the card reader, someone had come from behind. There wasn't anyone on the bus and she didn't live in the good part of town. So to know someone else was getting on the bus at the same time as her confused her until the person behind her pulled out a gun, pointing it towards her head. Sakura saw herself, and tried to warn herself, but as soon as she reached out for the gunman's pale and disfigured white arm, the trigger was pulled and she fell onto the floor of the bus. She screamed, covering her mouth in shock to see the gunman also shooting the bus driver before the bright light came back.
The room was spinning once again, but when her vision came to, she saw that she was on the floor. The same, stoned floor in Hell. How did she know? The damned banner with the fan on it was above her.
She rubbed her head, getting up slowly. Madara was sitting on his throne, staring at her as if it was the most interesting thing. Sakura was on her feet, not knowing what to say.
"T–that was so random… you can show people how they died?"
Madara nodded his head.
"But.. What did I do to deserve being brought down here?" She asked.
"Lived my life as a nurse! I helped old ladies cross the street for pete's sake…" She muttered, trying to make sense of it all.
"Sakura-san, I'll be honest with you. I do not know exactly why you are here, but I can tell you, that man? Did you get a good look at him?"
Sakura tried to remember what she saw, but all she could remember was a grey haired man with red and black eyes and–
She paused and looked at Madara.
"Someone from down here?" She basically screeched.
"One of you killed me … and brought me here?!"
Madara nodded.
"Technically, yes, but not one of us demons, no. We are not able to go to the human world, but we are able to send someone in our steed. They are able to go and pull the trigger so to speak. Why they did that, you would have to ask one of my nephews, but I am sure you know who had killed you after looking at him. And I do not blame you for wanting to strangle him yourself, but he is a protected member, so try to be nice and kind. An eternity in Hell is a long time, and you see him every day. Might as well try and be civil."
Sakura balled up her fists, tears forming in her eyes. She didn't know what to think of this, but it clicked in her head. Someone had sent Kakashi to kill her, and she would get to the bottom of it.
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