Overtaken

Sakura didn’t know why she was here- how she got here was a mystery in itself and the person who brought her to this dank room was all too obvious.
They were defeated.
All of Konahana’ s best ninja among their worst, even the ordinary villagers joined in on the fight- but it was all too futile.
They built an army greater in number than they had in the fire village, she didn’t know who was alive and who was dead- if they where six feet under, in a dungeon, or in a safe heaven.
She just knew that she was spared.

Sakura pulled up her sturdy knees and folded her arms around her bared legs, burying her face in between the crack of her thighs.
Stupid!
She was caught off guard- knocked out by an enemy jounin when she was in her trance jutsu, he caught her in one of her only vulnerable states.
Her knuckles where almost white, she was gripping the satin sheets tightly, balling her fists up tightly as she gritted her teeth.
How could they even do that? How could he do that?
Everything was suppose to be fine- Naruto, Kakashi, Sai, and she were suppose to get Sauske back and everything would be back to normal.
Nothing ever went her way!
How were her friends doing? Ino, Shikamaru, Choji, Neji, Lee, TenTen, Kiba, Hinata, Shino, Sai, Kakashi, Naruto... What happened to them? Hopefully they were sitting unharmed in beds like her.
A small crystal tear ran down her tanned cheek and she shook her head, burying her face back into her legs.
Mud, blood, and grime caked onto her body, her clothes were torn into bits and bloodied with the crimson of enemies and comrades- she was a medic- Nin, after all.

It was so silent opposed to the screams of agony and the cries of loss, the night was still and quiet- the only sounds were her sobs and the occasional cricket.
She hardly cried anymore.
Sakura was a sap for sad movies, and she had used her friend’s shoulder as a tissue more than once-
and she shared the pain with her friends when they experienced crises and heartbreak.
She had grown out of her days when she cried from simple fear.
But this was a different kind of fear; a fear for her friend’s very being- for fear of what was to become of her.

Her tears dripped down onto her hands when they fell from her chin, a copper brown color from the dirt it collected on it’s journey, and one strayed to the side of her face and dripped from her jaw end, bright red.
She narrowed her black eyes at the water droplet.
It was the same color as their eyes. His eyes.
That trader. He destroyed her life again, he just couldn’t be satisfied that he had done it more than once- he had to do it over and over again.
She was just like a doll.
Sauske tossed her around and around, over and over until he was bored- then he simply dropped her until he wanted to play again.
Sakura closed her eyes tightly and another sob wracked through her.
What did they want?! She should be lifeless with her fallen peers, motionless on the dirty ground- but she wasn’t.
She wiped her eyes of water and looked up. It took a moment for her vision to clear, and she strained on her eyes to survey the room.
It was bare, and she could see nothing with everything so dark. The only furniture that lay in the room was a plushy chair in the far corner, and the bed she was sitting on.
A piercing scream echoed from above her, clearly a femine cry of anguish and pain; it was so shrill and shattering.
“ Ino! “
Sakura screamed, more tears trailing down her face.
She shakily bolted off of the bed, sprinting for the tall door; another heart-wrenching scream echoed into her room and Sakura screamed again, the stone floor so cold on her bare feet and the air so dry around her.
“ Ino! “
Sakura banged on the door with closed fists, nails digging into her palms,
“ No! Ino! Let her go! “
She cried as hard as she could, delivering strong chakra- filled kicks and punches to the door.
Her sobs became hysterical and her energy was draining faster, more screams came from the corridor and from Sakura.
When it was quiet again, Sakura collapsed on the cold floor, her shoulders heaving up and down with her sobs,
“ Leave her alone. “
She whispered, banging her head onto the door, her long nails digging into her skin when she tensed.

Sakura laid there for what seemed like hours, when in truth it was only ten minutes, her eyes closed and her head heavy on the door, her body tired and slack.
“ That will teach you next time- you will not oppose. “
Sakura opened her eyes and her heart rate picked up again, there was a soft ‘ thud ‘ outside of the door, barely audible to the naked ear- but the heavy sobs where very distinct.
“ Ino! “
Sakura screamed again, pounding on the door as hard as she could with her energy drained from the battle and her outburst.
“ Leave her alone! “
She screamed at the top of her lungs when she heard the female’s sharp cry of pain and the scuff of a shoe.
“ You leave her alone you filthy bastard! You lay another finger on her and I’ll fucking tear your stomach out and eat it! Get away from Ino! “
Sakura screamed even louder, using the doorknob as leverage to lift herself and blow even harder attacks at the thick door.
The sound of hinges was clear and the jangling of keys.
Good, Ino was safe for now.
She took a deep breath and slumped again, weakly hanging off of the knob, she felt so... exhausted- like she was on the border of a peaceful death.
She breathed hard, resting her forehead on the door
Her full lips curved up into a weak smile,
“ You’d better last Ino-pig, or else I’ll kick your ass when I see you in hell. “
It took every ounce of her strength to turn her head towards the darkened corners, there had been something that she hadn’t noticed before through her tears and when her senses weren’t at their best, but their was a presence- boring a hole into her.
It was him.
He sat in the big, plushy black chair with his arms crossed- staring at her as casually as thin air.
Sakura knitted her slender eyebrows together and bared her new fangs at him,
“ Sau -Sauske. You horrible bastard- give me my Ino back. Give me all of them back. “
She couldn’t see his entire face, just his glowing sharingan eyes and the outline of his body.
“ What if I don’t see it fit Sakura? What would you do then? “
His voice was deep and icy, devoid of any inconfidence.
Sakura hissed at him hotly, her black eyes closing as the loss of energy finally swallowed her,
“ You’d better- I swear on my life that I will kill you, slowly gut you like a fish and kill you. “
Sauske let out a low, cold chuckle- it wasn’t nice; it was filled of malice and darkness.

“ Now, what about you; fox-boy? Or maby the mutt over here. Possibly, that pretty white-eyed girl... yes. Why not her? I could have so much fun with her. “
Sakura’ s eyes widened and she pressed her ear closer to the door,
“ No. “
She whispered.
“ Don’t touch them! I’ll fucking kill you! “
She screamed, launching her only thing that wasn’t drained; her head. Over and over.
‘ Bang, bang, bang ‘
her head was starting to hurt, she was dizzy- but she had to stop that horrible man from hurting her friends.
She screamed again, hitting her head harder, pushing her full body against the door.
“ Sakura, stop. “
Sauske’ s voice bounced off the walls, but she didn’t want to listen to his voice anymore.
“ Hinata! Leave her alone! “
Her screams must have reached the man outside, because he closed a door- she could hear hinges and keys again; but his footsteps were coming to her door.
She kept banging her head against the door, but they were slowing in number when her neck began to drain, too.
Strong arms wrapped around her slim waist and lifted her from the ground, carrying her back to the bed and laid her down carefully.
Sakura took a deep breath and rolled onto her side, her back facing the brooding ninja,
“ I hate you. “
She mumbled, snuggling into the soft pillow.
The bed dipped under Sauske’ s weight and he leaned over Sakura; his face devoid of any emotion,
“ Too bad, because you’re going to be seeing a lot of me- In fact, it would be in your best interest if you start to like me again. “
He said, placing a hand on her womanly abs and rubbing it gently, a look of thought crossed his face and his long fingers ran up and down her stomach.
The door opened, and a small stream of torch light streamed in,
“ Is she calm? “
The voice was deeper than Sauske’ s, and it had a colder edge to it than he did.
Sauske looked up at Itachi and nodded, waving him over with his free hand.
“ Come here- this just might work even better than we hoped. “
Sakura was to tired to ask what he was talking about, and his hands rubbing her stomach where tempting her into the deep sleep that she desperately needed.
Sauske’ s older brother walked to the other side of the bed, facing Sakura- motioning for Sauske to show him what he was talking about.
Sauske lifted Sakura’ s crimson top up, it was a short red mimic of the dress in her earlier years- without the shorts and styled as a halter top. But her stylish clothes were ruined in the battle, it was slit into a skirt and shirt- hanging onto her body tightly.
She shivered when he lifted it all the way to the under side of her breasts, and pulled her bottom-half low on her hips.
“ She was built for twins; her stomach is tight but her hips, “
He tapped her bare hip with his index finger,
“ Her hips are wide in expansion, they are as tight at her stomach- maby ready for more than twins. “
Itachi’ s mouth curved up into the smallest of smiles.
“ Well, my brother has been bragging on you for months now- I have failed to see why so far, but now it is clear. “
His voice ricocheted off of the walls, back into her ears and another tremor went through her body, goose bumps began to rise off of her tanned skin.
“ You will be of great use, little one. I might even get... attached. “
He chuckled when her long eyebrows drew down and her breathing became labored, she struggled to stay awake,
“ Give me my Ino... keep her... safe. Don’t hurt my Ino. “
She muttered, sinking into the cushions more when Itachi’ s cool hands pressed down on her forehead,
“ Sleep... “
He whispered,
“ Sleep and have sweet dreams, little Sakura. Because now, nice dreams are going to be your only escape from the horrors. “
Itachi brushed a pink lock aside of her forehead, stroking her soft tanned skin.
“ She is a fine specimen, isn’t she Sauske... “
The older Uchiha ran his fingers easily through the pink and black locks of her hair, the thickness only slowing him down to feel the fine texture.
Sauske gazed at her observantly,
“ She hissed at me... “
He reached around again and used his index finger to lift her full upper lip, exposing a set of razor-sharp fangs.
“ What is this? “
His eyes narrowed when she started a low, soft purring to mingle within her even breath.
“ It does not matter at the moment- what matters are the preparations. “
Itachi turned, walking calmly towards the door.
He stopped half-way to the exit and looked over his shoulder thoughtfully,
“ Sauske. Do you think that our son will have pink hair? “
He looked almost concerned, but his devoid face didn’t contort- it was just the worried look in his eyes.
Sauske looked back down at Sakura and ran his fingers through her hair, bringing it to his nose to take a long whiff,
“ It is a half-and-half chance, brother. There is no telling. “
Itachi nodded and turned back, continuing his trek out the door.


(( Oh, sure. it doesn't look like much now. oh my friend, you have no idea how dark this thing is going to get. There are alot of things that stay in my mind and i always pray that there is a story that will fulfill my sick imagination, but alas. Nobody has written my perfect story yet, so i'll just take matters into my own hands.
See you in the next chapter! ))