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Crossing Field	By : zoestarlightshot Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female > Itachi/Sakura Views: 7190 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 2 - Unravel, Tokyo Ghoul

Infinitely spreading, solitude wraps around me. Memories of times I laughed innocently comes to mind,
And I can't move, can't move, can't move, can't move, can't move, I cannot move!

    The first thing she noticed was how strong her headache was, followed by the soreness affecting her whole body.

Still pretending to be asleep, the kunoichi tried to scan her surroundings as well as possible - Only to realize she could not manipulate her life energy anymore, her chakra was thoroughly sealed. It took the girl a lot of self-control in order to not demonstrate her frustration and annoyance, just in case anyone was there to watch. The first thing she saw once opening her eyes was that she was laying on a futon in the middle of what seemed to be a really traditional, fancy room, the walls painted in a tint of red that reminded her of blood, with golden details so shiny and polished they made it feel like they were the insides of a castle, but even though the room looked big and beautiful, all around her reeked a mix of incense and sweat, her stomach took a whole turn around pluto and mars… Twice, before coming back to earth.

That’s what you get for going down memory lane, Forehead - Her second personality yelled inside her mind.

Thank you for the reminder, Inner. Slowly the pink haired girl tried to stand up, but due to the lack of movement, her legs trembled and failed, the kunoichi ended with her ass back on the floor. How did I let my guard down so badly? the young maiden muttered to herself. She tried to use her chakra again, and again, and again, for absolutely nothing, she couldn’t even detect what was blocking her energy pathways. When the big doors to her room slide open, the sudden rush of adrenaline that resulted of pure fear, finally allowed her to finally stand up and take on a defensive stance.

    “Oh, no no no! There’s no need for all that sweetheart!” The woman said, laughing sweetly as she entered the room, the big smile on her face made Sakura a little bit less nervous, but just a little bit, really. “ No need to fear, no one here is going to hurt you.”

That was when Sakura realized her mouth was way too dry to speak. The older lady wore a formal kimono and her hair up, in a way so fancy it reminded her of a Geisha that Ino and herself had once seen on some of Tsunade’s really old books while they sneaked into their library to steal and hide their senseis Sake bottles.

“Here’s some water, you must be really thirsty and it’ll hurt to start talking after sleeping for so long, right?”

Kissing goodbye to everything she ever learned at ninja school, the pink haired kunoichi quickly picked up the glass of water a complete stranger, somewhere she had no clue WHERE, offered her. The woman allowed a couple of seconds for Sakura to finish her drink before asking. “What’s your name dear?”

They stared at each other for a few seconds, when the young girl finally answered. “Azalea” she lied, the last thing Sakura acquired some of her sense back so the last thing she wanted was to get traced back or recognized by people she didn’t know, since they could be dangerous to her or her village. That was around the time she realized her clothes had been changed and her headband removed, maybe their kidnappers didn’t want them to know either. Or were just playing her to draw out any information they could.

“I’ve answered you, now you shell answer mine. What the fuck am I doing here?”

“You’re at The Moonlight Rose, a house owned by madam Iwasaki”

“How did I get here and why did they send me?”

“All we know is that you were officially sold here”

“I would like the truth.”

“That is the truth, sweetie”

Sold? How could that possibly happen? The memories of her childhood instantly came to mind, by around the same time of the massacre, when her first love Sasuke left her, her uncle changed too. The man started drinking, became aggressive, a few years later, he even started to waste all their money gambling, there were times Sakura had to use all the money she worked so hard at the konoha hospital to earn, just to pay his debts, but he would NEVER go as far as to sell her... Right?

The girl still kept all the good memories of them during her early childhood, it’s what kept her sane on their house, bringing dinner and hot chocolate to her bed whenever she was sick, all the times he took her to the park next to ninja school, or asked Fugaku to come when she missed Sasuke... The way he hugged her tight when she and the Uchiha had an argument and she’d cry her eyes out all day. And now, just like when she was younger, holding back the tears was almost impossible, but the pink haired girl promised herself long ago she wouldn’t cry anymore, for no one, not for herself, not for her uncle, not for Sasuke.

    “That’s impossible.” She muttered, feeling her whole body trembling.

    “Come here girl.” The woman pulled her into her arms, for a tight hug. “We’ll take care of you, it might not be the most honest of jobs, but it pays well if you’re good! And you can live a comfortable life, you may even end up with a good man taking care of you if you’re lucky.”

    Sakura didn’t even take the time to understand what the woman implied, her mind was blank and her soul was breaking. She’d rather a ninja stabbed her in the back right there. It really wasn’t a nightmare, she knew it.

    She was abandoned by the only family she ever had. Maybe this feeling she was having now matched a fraction of what Sasuke felt when they took their family away from him, but he at least had his friends close by… Even if he shut them out he knew they were there for him… But she was alone. For what might be forever. No clue of what country she was, but it didn’t matter how close to konoha she was, to her, it would always be too far.

    “This will be your new home.” Said another woman, entering the room quietly. The first maiden lowered her head as the new participant came in. “My name is Harumi Iwasaki, and I own this geisha house.”

    “Geisha?” The pink haired girl froze.

    “Yes, and now, you work for us. We’ll take care of you, if you take care of us in return.” She sat down in front of Sakura, looking at her straight through her eyes. “You’ll work here, we’ll teach all you need to know, in return, part of what you earn will be ours, and the rest for yourself. You may buy your freedom eventually, if you manage to make enough money, or you’ll be bought by one of your clients before that, if you accept it, but there is no way out, and you’ll work, whether you like it or not.”

    “Aren’t geishas… whores?”

    Both women seemed offended, but Sakura only noticed because of her Kunoichi training, they were really good at hiding it.

“We’re entertainers, for those who pay an extra, a big extra amount, you’ll offer your bodies as well. It’s the rules of the house.” Madam Iwasaki glared, now clearly annoyed. “It is not an option to refuse.”

“I will not do it.” Sakura said, her attitude finally returning at full force.

“You have no choice, you were sold here. You can do it the easy way and maybe even earn your release money early, or you will be extremely bad AND painful to you.” She meant it, the girl could see it in the madams eyes.

“I will not do it”
“Do you see that chain on your ankle, darling?” Madam Iwasaki smiled, a BAD smile. “All the new girls receive it, because of people like you. Your life is not yours anymore. It is mine. If you won’t obey, that ankle can be activated to either cause you excruciating pain or… Release a toxin that will make you extremely agreeable to mens desire.”

Sakura was terrified, she knew she had no choice, it was obvious.

“What do I need to learn?”

The woman finally truly smiled. “I’m glad you came to your senses quickly, you start classes tomorrow, Tsunemomo, bring her to the kitchen and prepare her something to eat, she will need all the energy she can gather.”
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