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Heart-Shaped Box	By : JazzyBell Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Kakashi/Sakura Views: 7458 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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MisatosPenPen: XD As much as I love Itachi his place is in the sequel.

“Shh!” A voice hissed and Sakura made an attempt to quiet the heart that currently resided in her throat. Ari grabbed her. It was only Ari. Sakura had to tell herself this a few times before she was able to calm down. Once she had done so she took the opportunity to look around. She wasn’t exactly pleased to find herself in a room that made her feel as if she were trapped in a box. It looked like it was deliberately designed for small girls to fit into but what was worse was that when she stepped inside it was like she was standing in the room and yet wasn’t. She was fortunate that she wasn’t claustrophobic or she’d be tempted to scream her head off.
Sakura reached out and touched the wall confirming that it was, indeed, solid and yet she could see everything.
“How is this done?” Sakura asked wonder filling her voice but Ari only shrugged before replying, “Does it matter?” To Sakura it did. Not only was it a trick that she’d like to have under her belt but it also looked like some sort of ninja art and if there were ninja in the facility then she was glad she had the foresight to suppress her chakra. She really did want this mission to run smoothly. Still…she should probably make a note to tell Kakashi-sensei about this when she got the chance. It was probably something he should know.
“I’m just curious.” Sakura answered earning an inscrutable look from Ari. The young kunoichi fought not to squirm under the perusal. She wondered in that second whether or not her thoughts were transparent. She had never been the type to have a poker face. Her thoughts were clearly visible for everyone to see…if they wanted to. Thankfully, at the moment, Ari did not.
“The only place that curiosity is appropriate in this place is one of those rooms.” Sakura didn’t agree and she was certain that the disgust on her face showed that, but Ari didn’t remark upon it since the empty room they were peeping into was suddenly filled.
A young girl that Sakura immediately recognized as the one who stuffed her into her corset entered the room. Her movements were stiff and awkward and her eyes were large and haunted. She wasn’t doing a good job of masking the fear on her face which only served to make Sakura uneasy.
“That’s Hisa. The Madam wanted me to show you Hisa specifically.”
“Why—“ Sakura broke off as Hisa’s customer, a tall man, stocky with dark hair and eyes strode into the room, picked her up, and tossed her on the bed. Hisa’s small body bounced in what looked like to be a painful fashion before she landed on the bed. Sakura couldn’t imagine the force with which he had thrown her to cause her body such pain. There had to be more going on that she couldn’t discern.
Even from where Sakura stood she could see the tears fill her eyes. Hisa’s mouth was moving but Sakura couldn’t hear the words coming out. She wasn’t sure she wanted to since she was certain the girl was pleading with him but the words obviously fell on deaf ears as he started to remove his clothes slowly and in response Sakura closed her eyes. Something about his motions made Sakura’s heart pound. This was a man to be feared. This was a man that she never, ever wanted in her vicinity. If she had encountered him alone in the hall….
She jumped when she felt Ari touch her arm. Sakura turned to her and Ari said, “You have to watch or else the Madam will punish you.”
“The Madam isn’t here to find out.” Sakura immediately thought of the ‘what you don’t know won’t hurt you scenario.’
“No, she isn’t but I am.” That was when Sakura realized that Ari was no potential ally. This girl was an informant and she would have to be really careful when dealing with her. It came as no surprise that one of these girls would do everything they could to make their life easier. She would do it too if she were in her sh--
Sakura’s brain momentarily ceased function. She was in her shoes. Sakura swallowed harshly and turned to watch Hisa be violated.
There was none of the preparation that Kurenai mentioned. His large member was simply rammed into Hisa’s small body. Her mouth was open in a scream that Sakura knew if she heard it would haunt her for years to come. Hisa’s expression alone was enough to bring nightmares. She looked like she was in pain, agony and Sakura wanted to close her eyes but she could feel Ari’s eyes hot on her waiting for her to do something, anything that would have to be reported back to the Madam.
The man’s hips rocked rapidly sliding in and out of Hisa. He raised a hand and wrapped it around her small, pale throat. He was choking her and Sakura found herself moving to bang on the wall in order to get him to stop it before he killed her but Ari grabbed her, preventing the foolish notion. Sakura didn’t know whether or not to be thankful to Ari or whether she should hate her. How could Ari watch this in such a calm, detached manner? Had her time spent here turned her into an unfeeling, uncaring human being? No, that couldn’t be true. She was trying to be as helpful as she could without giving away her position in the household.
Hisa’s face was turning red as she furiously struggled to obtain the precious air that was being denied her while two people watched helpless. Sakura’s hands tightened into fists.
Was this going to happen to her? Would she being in Hisa’s position soon with her sensei above her showing no kindness, no mercy, offering nothing but pain? Was this her future?
Tears sprang to Sakura’s eyes. She didn’t want to watch this. She didn’t want to do this. She didn’t want her sensei to hurt her like this. No one should be hurt like this but she was powerless to stop it. She was weak and insignificant. She was just another person to sit quietly in the background trying to ignore another person’s pain. She wasn’t the type of person to make a stand for change. She was one of those people that went with the flow and let the tide overtake her.
In those moments she would have sold her soul for the power to stop the cruel show she was seeing.
The irony was that one day she would obtain such power and all she would use it for was to hurt others so that she wouldn’t hurt anymore.
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