Painful Pleasures
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Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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Faith
Title: Painful Pleasures
Any italics represent inner/outer Sakura and her thoughts.
Originally I had planned this to be an eleven chapter story, but I think for the sake of symbolism it’ll be thirteen. ::Insert cool sun glasses smiley here::
I’ve decided to write a very...interesting chapter with the two doing very interesting things. So, therefore I’ve posted this on adult-fanfiction.org. When the chapter comes up with the extra hardcore content, I”ll inform the readers (you) and you can check it out if you want.
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Chapter title: Faith
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Sakura had always had a belief in fate. She assumed that some things in life always had to be deemed inescapable destiny by the god of misfortune. And sometimes even if you avoid the destined path, one will never be rid of its haunting ghost stalking ones footprints.
That is how she calmly regarded the man in front of her.
He was a piece of her haunting puzzle.
She was bound to meet him sooner or later. She just had hoped that when she met the menacing ghost, she would be fully ready to take it on.
Right now, she was not.
“Come on. Don’t play coy. You marked yourself well enough! You follow the Jashin teaching!” His eyes were wide, the deep red hue flashing as if they were on fire.
Gosh I hate to say I told myself so. Should of, would of, going to run.
Suddenly he reached forward and Sakura flung herself from the table. The situation was tense, Sakura did not know what was going on, and he seemed to know to much. The choices she had now were to wait him craze out or dash out that door and hope Hibari was still there.
“Really, I understand you couldn’t say it in front of your little friend, but she’s gone!”
This time he frantically approached her, testing to see if she understood him. When she flinched from him again he became angry.
“I know I made you mad earlier, but I wasn’t sure. Now I am! You’re after the JinchuuRiki.”
He paused, passionately flinging his arms in front of him, acting like his words were a picture image explaining everything clearly. Sakura remained in her flabbergasted state.
“Look!” His hand reached into his robes and shuffled around somewhat. Sakura took the defensive, stealing a kunai out of her pouch she readied to counter his attack. When his hand came out of the folds of fabric Sakura felt queasy.
In his hand he held a dirty silver neckless round in shape with a half completed triangle. He was still over excited, his eyes now bulging and lined with red veins. For a third time he tired to approach her. This time Sakura turned and made a dead run for the door screaming for Hibari to run herself. She crashed through the door, identified an odd shadow, and kept on going. Faintly, his scream reached her ears, but no words could be deciphered. The only thing that mattered was escaping.
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Sakura ran, her legs pumping every muscle demanding that they not fail the whole body. Running was the only way to ensure the pink haired kunoichi’s life, but her feet were not doing their proper job of avoiding grounded obstacles. As such a thick root was very literally Sakura’s downfall.
Her legs collapsed beneath her in exhaustion and pained spasms. Finding she was unable to force the muscles to do what she needed, Sakura rolled her body in the dirt trying to hide among the roots. Breath quick and erratic, she watch the puffs fly away and give away her position. Everything was happening so fast that her system was panicking and Sakura could not find it in her will to calm down. All she could manage to think was run away and hide. And above all;
Do not let him get you.
Escaping the monastery had not been the most difficult task, but once Hibari and herself got out they crossed paths with some pernicious people. At the initial meeting Sakura could not distinguish which of the ten members this couple of Akatsuki were, but she did not need to in order to find herself running in the opposite direction of them and the monastery. She could only hope the black shadowed blob was somewhere close by, running with her.
A loud crushing sound was heard to her right and moments later in her distraction she allowed herself to be crushed to the ground by a thickly oak. Sakura heard the steps, the crunching sound drawing closer to her hiding place/trap. Every ounce in her body wanted to push the tree off of her, stand up and fight. Training for so many years left her with the ability to defend herself, and more importantly, her teammates. The horrible reality to her wish to fight was that she would not get the chance.
Slowly she found her vision fading, body falling into a fatigued nirvana. Had she a powerful coherent thought, it would be about the rice being poisoned.
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Her eyes cracked open, vison spanning not past her own lashes. Sakura’s head pounded inside her skull, protesting at the awakening state her body was undergoing. Her wrists throbbed from where the thinly gaged wire sliced the top layers of her skin. Through the pain, one thing Sakura could discern was that she was no longer under a tree.
She rapidly blinked, forcing the awareness of pain out and forcing herself to logically look at the facts and surroundings.
It was murky dark, light scarcely seeping through the cracks of the door. She could not see any windows. The area was a perfectly shaped square measuring, what she guessed, a four-by-four foot room. Accompanied with that she could assume that the darkest point in the center of the room was a drain. Sadly Sakura did not see her young partner.
Damn. I hope Hibari got away safely. Best way to find out would be to get out myself.
Sakura twisted her wrists fruitlessly testing for leverage, it gave none and only cut deeper into her skin. Blood trickled down her arm tickling the hairs and making her uneasy. She then tested her legs, straining against the thicker cord wrapped from her ankle to thigh. Mutely she also found that the layers of clothing were stripped off, thin black shorts and a red tank top with her signature circle was all that saved her modesty.
She twisted again. Moving her whole body, attempting to worm her way to the door, mid wiggle was when she realized she could hear murmuring as well as foot steps. Using all the strength she had, Sakura flopped herself rigidly onto her back. The earlier flee and system healing from poison leaving her without chakra was a disadvantage, but she was not about to die without a fight.
The door burst open. The sudden light stung Sakura’s eyes, but she kept them opened and focused on the vestibule. Two curveless figures marched through before stopping in front of Sakura’s tightly bounded legs.
She recognized both men.
“HAH! Didn’t fucking think I’d see you again.”
Her blood ran cold, body involuntarily convulsing and in her gut a seed of panic started to blossom. After two years of seeing him in her nightmares Sakura made eye contact with the horror named Hidan.
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Woo! Updated!! Been a while, but you know how life treats you...ANYWAYS. Thank you for your reviews.
Love, MoyE (OtakuDazukage)
p.s. HIDAN MAKES HIS ENTRY!!!!
Any italics represent inner/outer Sakura and her thoughts.
Originally I had planned this to be an eleven chapter story, but I think for the sake of symbolism it’ll be thirteen. ::Insert cool sun glasses smiley here::
I’ve decided to write a very...interesting chapter with the two doing very interesting things. So, therefore I’ve posted this on adult-fanfiction.org. When the chapter comes up with the extra hardcore content, I”ll inform the readers (you) and you can check it out if you want.
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Chapter title: Faith
-
-
Sakura had always had a belief in fate. She assumed that some things in life always had to be deemed inescapable destiny by the god of misfortune. And sometimes even if you avoid the destined path, one will never be rid of its haunting ghost stalking ones footprints.
That is how she calmly regarded the man in front of her.
He was a piece of her haunting puzzle.
She was bound to meet him sooner or later. She just had hoped that when she met the menacing ghost, she would be fully ready to take it on.
Right now, she was not.
“Come on. Don’t play coy. You marked yourself well enough! You follow the Jashin teaching!” His eyes were wide, the deep red hue flashing as if they were on fire.
Gosh I hate to say I told myself so. Should of, would of, going to run.
Suddenly he reached forward and Sakura flung herself from the table. The situation was tense, Sakura did not know what was going on, and he seemed to know to much. The choices she had now were to wait him craze out or dash out that door and hope Hibari was still there.
“Really, I understand you couldn’t say it in front of your little friend, but she’s gone!”
This time he frantically approached her, testing to see if she understood him. When she flinched from him again he became angry.
“I know I made you mad earlier, but I wasn’t sure. Now I am! You’re after the JinchuuRiki.”
He paused, passionately flinging his arms in front of him, acting like his words were a picture image explaining everything clearly. Sakura remained in her flabbergasted state.
“Look!” His hand reached into his robes and shuffled around somewhat. Sakura took the defensive, stealing a kunai out of her pouch she readied to counter his attack. When his hand came out of the folds of fabric Sakura felt queasy.
In his hand he held a dirty silver neckless round in shape with a half completed triangle. He was still over excited, his eyes now bulging and lined with red veins. For a third time he tired to approach her. This time Sakura turned and made a dead run for the door screaming for Hibari to run herself. She crashed through the door, identified an odd shadow, and kept on going. Faintly, his scream reached her ears, but no words could be deciphered. The only thing that mattered was escaping.
-
Sakura ran, her legs pumping every muscle demanding that they not fail the whole body. Running was the only way to ensure the pink haired kunoichi’s life, but her feet were not doing their proper job of avoiding grounded obstacles. As such a thick root was very literally Sakura’s downfall.
Her legs collapsed beneath her in exhaustion and pained spasms. Finding she was unable to force the muscles to do what she needed, Sakura rolled her body in the dirt trying to hide among the roots. Breath quick and erratic, she watch the puffs fly away and give away her position. Everything was happening so fast that her system was panicking and Sakura could not find it in her will to calm down. All she could manage to think was run away and hide. And above all;
Do not let him get you.
Escaping the monastery had not been the most difficult task, but once Hibari and herself got out they crossed paths with some pernicious people. At the initial meeting Sakura could not distinguish which of the ten members this couple of Akatsuki were, but she did not need to in order to find herself running in the opposite direction of them and the monastery. She could only hope the black shadowed blob was somewhere close by, running with her.
A loud crushing sound was heard to her right and moments later in her distraction she allowed herself to be crushed to the ground by a thickly oak. Sakura heard the steps, the crunching sound drawing closer to her hiding place/trap. Every ounce in her body wanted to push the tree off of her, stand up and fight. Training for so many years left her with the ability to defend herself, and more importantly, her teammates. The horrible reality to her wish to fight was that she would not get the chance.
Slowly she found her vision fading, body falling into a fatigued nirvana. Had she a powerful coherent thought, it would be about the rice being poisoned.
-
Her eyes cracked open, vison spanning not past her own lashes. Sakura’s head pounded inside her skull, protesting at the awakening state her body was undergoing. Her wrists throbbed from where the thinly gaged wire sliced the top layers of her skin. Through the pain, one thing Sakura could discern was that she was no longer under a tree.
She rapidly blinked, forcing the awareness of pain out and forcing herself to logically look at the facts and surroundings.
It was murky dark, light scarcely seeping through the cracks of the door. She could not see any windows. The area was a perfectly shaped square measuring, what she guessed, a four-by-four foot room. Accompanied with that she could assume that the darkest point in the center of the room was a drain. Sadly Sakura did not see her young partner.
Damn. I hope Hibari got away safely. Best way to find out would be to get out myself.
Sakura twisted her wrists fruitlessly testing for leverage, it gave none and only cut deeper into her skin. Blood trickled down her arm tickling the hairs and making her uneasy. She then tested her legs, straining against the thicker cord wrapped from her ankle to thigh. Mutely she also found that the layers of clothing were stripped off, thin black shorts and a red tank top with her signature circle was all that saved her modesty.
She twisted again. Moving her whole body, attempting to worm her way to the door, mid wiggle was when she realized she could hear murmuring as well as foot steps. Using all the strength she had, Sakura flopped herself rigidly onto her back. The earlier flee and system healing from poison leaving her without chakra was a disadvantage, but she was not about to die without a fight.
The door burst open. The sudden light stung Sakura’s eyes, but she kept them opened and focused on the vestibule. Two curveless figures marched through before stopping in front of Sakura’s tightly bounded legs.
She recognized both men.
“HAH! Didn’t fucking think I’d see you again.”
Her blood ran cold, body involuntarily convulsing and in her gut a seed of panic started to blossom. After two years of seeing him in her nightmares Sakura made eye contact with the horror named Hidan.
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-
Woo! Updated!! Been a while, but you know how life treats you...ANYWAYS. Thank you for your reviews.
Love, MoyE (OtakuDazukage)
p.s. HIDAN MAKES HIS ENTRY!!!!