Torture

Chapter 10

Discaimer: I own nada.

A/N: I am warning you now, this chapter contains graphic descriptions of rape and torture from a victims point of view later in the chapter. If you are not prepared for such things, TURN BACK NOW. I have warned you, so I don't want to hear any bitching... Thank you that is all, and now, on with the story...

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The next morning Sakura woke up at about 6 am and couldn't get to back to sleep. She noticed that Kakashi was asleep half sitting up against the head board and slowly unwound herself from him, settling him more comfortably on the bed before heading to the kitchen to make some coffee and try and relax at least.

She had noticed that he must have removed his mask at some point after she had fallen asleep, it was pooled loosely around his neck and he was snoring softly. She smirked at the coffee pot before turning it on, shit... the smirk promptly fell from her face, not a good idea to use the coffee maker, it drips... she sighed and grabbed the instant coffee from the cabinet and set the kettle on to boil.

Sitting down she smiled, she was still the only one of Team 7 to have seen his face, the first time she had seen it was the day of her 17th birthday, he said it was her birthday present, she figured he had just forgotten to get her something at the time.

She realized a couple years later that it really was quite the gift. Hell most of his friends, who had know him years longer than she, had never even once seen his face under the mask.

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A couple hours later and a very groggy Kakashi appeared in the kitchen and went to make himself a cup of coffee, he looked at the instant coffee and then to the kettle. He blinked and looked at the coffee pot, the place for the grounds was open, the water gage said it was full, and why was she drinking that instant sludge? Oh wait... he remembered now... Smart Sakura.

He shrugged lazily before walking over to the kettle, there was still steam emitting from the spout, and poured some in the second mug that was on the counter next to the powdered instant stuff, oh well caffeine is caffeine. With another shrug he mixed the recommended amount into the water and sat down at the small table opposite Sakura, who was staring at her mug in distaste.

"Morning"

Sakura looked up and smiled, "Morning, did you sleep okay?"

"Yea, how 'bout you?"

"Alright I guess, I woke up a bit early and couldn't get back to sleep..."

"Yea, I understand. We have to be there at 9, just so you know."

"Okay... Umm, thank you for taking care of me last night and through this whole ordeal."

Then he went and did it, he smiled with out his mask pulled up, bastard. He had a great smile, even if it was that tired, I just woke up and I am groggy as hell smile... it was still so damned cute on him.

"No problem Sakura-chan, anything for my favorite female student... er, ex-student."

"Kashi, I was the only female student you ever had."

"And that's exactly why you're my favorite!"

Sakura tossed a packet of sugar at his head, he dodged it and chuckled at the face she was making. They sat and chatted about what ever they could think of to keep their minds off of their appointment with Ibiki. Even though Kakashi and he were actually rather good friends and Sakura and Ibiki had worked together for the past 8 months in ANBU, they weren't looking forward to later... not at all.

So when 8:30 rolled around the both stalled in their own ways, only to have ANBU show up at 8:45 to 'escort' Sakura to Ibiki's office, they were both a little anxious. Kakashi went ahead and left with them, Sakura looked half panic-stricken, it was the least he could do to try and calm her down.

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When they arrived in Ibiki's office he was sitting behind his desk going over the notes he had written down the previous day after the initial questioning before they were forced to stop. He looked up briefly at them, "Take a seat, I will only be a moment, I apologize for the wait."

Sakura knew in the back of her mind that he didn't mean that, it was one of those psychological tactics, yet she could not find within herself to be angry with him, he was after all doing his job to make sure the village was safe. After a few moments of waiting Ibiki stood and motioned for them to follow. He lead them through the door at the back of his office. he stepped inside and held the door for both Sakura and Kakashi,

"Kakashi-san, if you could sit over there, Sakura over there." he motioned first to a stool a few feet behind the chair he was walking towards and the chair directly in front of said chair. The medic was just out side the door, they were not permitted to hear anything and would be called in if the need arise.

Ibiki sat down only once the other two had taken their seats and he pulled out a small note pad and pen, crossing his left leg over his right, his ankle resting on his knee, he sat back in the chair and looked at Sakura a moment before speaking,

"Are you comfortable?"

a nod

"Shall we begin then?"

another nod, he turned to look at Kakashi, he recieved yet another nod.

"Alright then. Sakura we left off last time with your response to his questions correct?"

a nod, she was extremely nervous, anxiety was evident in her eyes.

"Sakura, I need you to try and relax. Can you do that?"

a nod... and then a tentative, "Hai."

"Thank you. What type of restraints were used?"

Sakura clasped her hands together and stared at them the entire time she spoke, her back and shoulders, stiff as a board.

" There was a chakra inhibitor placed on my left arm, other than that, leather straps, chains, chakra enhanced wire and some strange black rope."

"Thank you, and please, I meant it. Could you try and relax... I don't usually care about the people I am questioning, but you are some one I have worked with in the past, I don't want you to break down again because you are so wound up."

Sakura searched his face for a moment before deciding that he had meant what he said, and relaxed a little more, she was still on edge though because of the subject matter.

"Thank you, and I truly am sorry but these questions are necessary."

"Hai"

" What were the conditions of the room you were kept in?"

"It was actually two rooms... the first and main room was dark and dingy, it smelled heavily of blood and decomposing flesh. There was a stone slab on one side of the room that I was strapped to, it had leather straps with small barbs inside to tear the skin when you struggle."

Her eyes started to water and she looked around the room, Kakahsi was looking at her, Ibiki looked up from his note pad and waited for her to continue,

"Go..gomen..."

"Don't worry, I am not going to rush you. Take as much time as you need." he could tell that she had not completely recovered from yesterdays attack yet.

"Ano, there was a large rusted bar that ran from one wall to the other over head of the stone slab, I think it was actually a pipe for the water torture..."

she choked for a second.

" The bar, pipe thingy was what I was hung from by my wrists for lashes, the chains where utilized for this, though they had leather loops at the ends for my wrists the fifth time he put me on them. The second room was well lit and smelled overly sterile. The chakra enhanced wire was used when transporting me from room to room. There was a single hospital style bed in the center of it, surrounded by medical equipment. He used the odd black rope in there."

"What was so odd about the rope?"

"It smelled odd, and even if I wasn't moving I could have sworn it was biting into my flesh, though it was not overly tight."

"I see. What took place in this room?"

"Uh... the healing after particularly brutal beatings and umm... the... the umm... I don't want to say it again, do you know what I am referring to?"

"Yes. But I need you to tell me."

"Fine, the rapes... happy?"

"No, but the answer is fine. How did he speak to you when asking the questions?"


"He would start out being polite, I would usually smart off and he would get mad and yell, increasing the pain... then he would apologize all condescendingly telling me it was my fault for not just answering the damn question...

when he had me in the clean room he would usually have shut down my vocal cords... he would act like we were having conversations, he would call me 'hime' or 'Sakura-chan' or some other disgustingly familiar or derogatory name before... before having his way with me or sending some one else in to have theirs while he looked on... when he... or they were done, he would ask me the question again. Striking me when I didn't answer and then acting like he had forgotten I didn't have the ability to speak..."

Her eyes flew open and were over flowing with tears, she continued to sit up straight, even as her voice shook and broke. The speed at which she spoke steadily increasing...

"He would give me my voice back and then commence to rape me again if I didn't answer and... and, he would laugh and whisper to me... about how good my blood was as lubricant... he would just thrust and thrust, rutting on top of me like a wild animal... biting and touching... oh god his hands... they grabbed and clawed and he sneered and told me that I liked it, he insisted that I liked it! But I didn't I hated it, I ha... hated it so much, it hurt so much and not just physically, it felt like my soul was cracking more and more with every push, every grunt...

And, and all I could think about was home, I wanted to go home, but I couldn't break, I just couldn't... not even for one question, because others would certainly follow and then he could possibly hurt my precious people... he could hurt my home, my family and friends... he could kill them, so I spit out the text book answer, name, age, rank, NRN#... and he carried me back into that room, that room that smelled so horrible...

He strapped me back down on that slab while talking to me as if I were a willing lover...

He licked and kissed on me... and then he started the drip, that god awful drip... and I passed out, I passed out then when I woke up I could feel my mind beginning to snap, and I couldn't risk it, I had to die before I broke and told him anything...

And I did it, I bit through my own tongue. I bit until my teeth met each other... I could feel the blood pool in my mouth before it trickled down my chin... I felt myself dying and I was relieved, I was actually relieved because it meant... it meant I wouldn't be putting all of you in danger...,

I knew I had done it!... but he healed it, he woke me up... I wanted to scream, to bite down again, but my jaw was dislocated and all the muscles in my mouth were numb, when I came to he was cradling me in his arms and his tongue, oh god his tongue... he was kissing me and then I heard fighting down the hall and and he told me he would be back for me, that he would get me... he said he would punish me for it and he vanished right before Kakashi and Neji showed up... he he..."

And she had completely broken, there in front of him and Kakashi, tears streaming down her face, her body jerking with the force of her shame, pain and sorrow. Ibiki had stopped righting and his eyes were riveted to the young woman who spoke as quickly as she could, as if trying to purge her mind. She was clawing at her skin as she spoke about Kabuto's hands. Ibiki could not rip his eyes away for all the desperation pouring off the girl in waves as she choked and sobbed, dry heaving through words, her eyes red, her face slick with tears and snot. He could see everything in her eyes as she spoke and he felt like he might actually vomit...

Kakashi was in front of him now, pulling the seemingly broken woman into his arms, rocking back and forth while rubbing her back in small soft circles, whispering into her hair as he tried desperately, as desperately as the girl had seemed, to calm her pain and fear.

Ibiki sat in awe of what he saw, the man before him holding the girl as close as he could, trying so hard to calm her. She clung to him, grasping for anything solid and stable, shaking with tears.

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It took almost three hours, but the girl finally passed out from exhaustion. Kakashi still holding her, rocking her gently while rubbing her back or stroking her hair. She still sniffled in her sleep, body jumping with the force of those ragged after crying breathes.

Kakashi looked over his shoulder to Ibiki who was still somewhat in shock, "Ibiki, can I take her home?"

"Yes... Yes. Kakashi, don't leave her side for an instant... You have known me a long time, and I you... the moment things get bad, call some one... I need to go make my report and get a drink."

"Thank you."

Ibiki stood and helped Kakashi to his feet while he still held the girl. He opened the door to his office, "Kakashi, let me get some of my guys to escort you two..."

Kakashi stopped and waited while Ibiki summoned 2 masked ANBU and told them to escort them to her home. And they did.

Once Kakashi had gotten her into her house, he placed her gently on her bed and lay down beside her. As if by reflex, he curled his arm around her waist and pulled her closer. He soon fell asleep, scared shitless of what tomorrow might hold.