InuYasha Fan Fiction / Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Intermissions-My Best Friend is Naraku ❯ Sakura's Mistake ( Chapter 5 )

<Rin's POV>

~After the funeral~

We watched April's body be buried. Anna is between her two mates silently crying. Gaara and Naraku are comforting her as best they can. April may have been a bad sister, but still she was Anna's sister. Sasuke and Shippo are next to me watching the preceding. Sakura is with Lee. She is glaring at Anna. Actually…she seems to alternate between glaring at Anna and glaring at me.

“Sasuke,” I whisper. “Why is Sakura glaring at me and Anna?”

“She's glaring at Anna because April was one of her best friends,” he answers quietly. “She and others been after me forever. They have been wanting me to marry one of them.”

“Don't know why though,” says Naruto quietly. “You're such a bastard.”

“Sad way for a crush to die,” mummers Shippo.

Sakura is walking over to Anna. *Gasp* ~Hiss, Snarl~

“She tried to slap Anna,” gasps Sango as Sakura quickly backs away from Anna, Naraku, and Gaara. She is walking towards us now. Her aura is very dangerous. Sasuke shifts closer to me as Naruto cringes behind us. Everyone else watches her wearingly. She get close to me, her eyes narrow dangerously…

“Sakura?!?” shrieks Naruto. “Did you just try to slap Rin?”

Sasuke hand tightens on Sakura's wrist as he glares. “No, dobe. She was trying to shake Rin's hand.”

“Don't call me that!” growls Naruto.

“Sasuke,” whimpers Sakura. “You're hurting me.”

“So what, little girl,” snarls Shippo.

“I'll deal with her,” says Sasuke. His eyes switch to the Sharigan. They twirl and Shippo's mark on his neck becomes prominent.

“What the HELL is that?” she screams as she points to the mark. People stare at us.

“What?” asks Shippo “Oh, that. That's my mark.” He purrs as he laps at it. Swirls of charka and demonic energy leak out and Sasuke's eyes roll back in bliss.

*SHRIEK!!!* She launches herself at Shippo. ^THUMP^ Her body falls to the floor and twitches. Sasuke's eyes are focused on her face; his Sharigans swirling.

“Good job,” says Itachi as he claps. “You finally mastered the Mangekyou Sharigan technique. I'm…so…happy.”

“Ares,” growls Sesshomaru-sama and Kaze-sama rolls his eyes.

<In Sakura's Mind~ Sakura's POV>

/Where am I?/

“Hello, Sakura,” says a dark voice.

/Who are you?/

“I'm insulted, Sakura,” says the voice as a person comes into my view.

/Sasuke??/ `It cannot be.'

“Oh, but I am,” snarls Sasuke. “I picked up this trick from my dear brother.”

/Itachi??/

“Yes,” he says. “He and I came to an understanding. He showed me this little trick with Anna's help….”

“Oh, if you want to know where your other self is,” he says with a cruel smile as he casually looks at his nails, “She's currently unavailable.”

Shivers crawl up my spine as he looks at me with hooded eyes. I gulp as he starts to “seductively” walk towards me. I was faint, but not with passion but with fear.

“What's wrong?” he purrs darkly as his clothes vanish one piece at a time. “I thought you wanted me like this?”

/No!/ I turn and run. He runs after me. The marking on his neck grows and a figure appears as he vanishes. /Orochimaru!/

*Dark Chuckles* “What's wrong, little girl,” says Orochimaru as he catches me and smile sadistically. “I think I'll have fun with you.”

He throws me onto the ground and pins me beneath his weight.

“Poor little girl,” Orochimaru purrs. “Sasuke is not here to save you. (My top is shredded off) Nor is Naruto. (My pants and panties are yanked off) I have you to myself (His clothes vanish-via charka)”

“Scream,” rasps a voice. The man plunges into my virgin body and I scream in pain. “Yes.” He fucks me harshly and with no care of my body. I'm forced to accept his climax and every time I come close he backs off.

“Whores are not allowed to come,” he hisses in my ears. “Maybe if you beg.”

/Please/ I sob. He grants me my release. As he leaves my body, I feel so dirty.

“Good whore,” says Orochimaru as he vanishes and Sasuke appears in his place. He leaves me broken in my mind. /I think I'll stay here. Why Saskuke? Why?/