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Fiend	By : CannibalCutie Category: Naruto AU/AR > Het - Male/Female Views: 2723 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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"But all the drugs in this world, wont save her from herself.."
Sakura stared at the spot Kakashi had disappeared in for several moments before she reluctantly headed inside. She gracefully jumped onto the ledge of the fence, staring at her family home.
The Haruno compound was a sprawling estate, big enough to rival the Uchiha’s. It caused much envy from nin to civilians alike. All the walls were painted either that signature bold red or the stark white, while all the accents were either black or dark purple. It had a large garden when you first opened the gates which lead way to a few lily ponds that gave way to their housing.
Her hands settled on her hips as she watched the fireflies fluttering lazily around the ponds, with the added help from the moon there was just enough light to see her path to her home. Her thoughts drifted to their ‘rivals’ the Uchiha. Their compound was polar opposite of this one, which wasn’t surprising. They didn’t hide what they were or try to give off a fake persona like her clan did. They proudly wore their dark colors and embraced them.
With a huff and a head shake, Sakura hopped off the fence and walked the short distance home. She quickly jogged up the steps to her front door and pushed her mask further up on her head. The door was unlocked which wasn’t surprising. She quickly deposited her shoes by the door, her white chest plate that protected her chest and stomach next. Her arm and shin guards quickly followed, deciding she’d pick them up in the morning. Besides, she smelled god awful.
“Sakura.” She heard a stern voice call out from the dark hallway in front of her. Her muscles tensed as she slowly stood up straight, her eyes finding the tell-tale sign of her father. She watched as the end of his cigarette light up his face slowly with his deep inhale.
“Father.” she answered quietly, her head dipping low in respect.
“You do know your mother just cleaned those floors, correct?”
‘LIAR’ her mind screamed. She knew he had made a lower clan member do it, but she knew better than to provoke him.
“Sorry, father. I did not know, I will clean up my mess immediately.” she rushed out and bent down, trying to stuff everything in her arms. She piled all the pieces in her arms, her mask tucked under her chin as she tried to balance everything and not make two trips.
She heard a loud crack before her mind registered what happened. Then of course, she felt it. A searing pain shot across the backs of her thighs. Sakura let out a small whimper, her teeth clamping down on her bottom lip hard enough she tasted blood. She knew better than to show weakness in front of him. Her grip on her gear tightened, her hands curling into fists.
Taking a deep breath through her nose she tried to breathe through the pain. Her eyes immediately rose to the expectant ones of her father’s. He stood with his head cocked, cigarette hanging from his lips. “Well?” he asked in a condescending tone as he leaned against his cane, which doubled at his weapon of choice.
She never knew a person could hate a piece of wood but she did. Kami she hated that stick.
“I am sorry father, I will clean up my mess and skip breakfast tomorrow. Forgive me.” she said, trying to sooth the beast that was her father.
She heard him ‘Tsk’ as he looked her up and down achingly slow. It made her uneasy
“You may go.” was his only reply before he turned and headed somewhere toward the kitchen, probably in search for alcohol.
She bolted into her room and shut the door softly with her foot. Her hands immediately dropped all her gear to the floor, her fingers slowly peeling her shirt over her head. When she peeled off her shorts she couldn’t contain the hiss as the rough cloth slid against the welts that ran horizontally across her thighs. After losing the rest of her clothes and chest bindings, she padded her way to the conjoining bathroom. Sakura didn't even bother to glance in the mirror at her injuries, nor did she move to heal them.
“Just the ones that are visible.” her fathers voice echoed in her brain.
“Bastard.” she mumbled to herself as she ran through the motions of getting into the shower. She turned the water on cold and her breath left her as the water beat against her chest. After cleaning her body and washing her hair she dried off, fluffing the towel around her pink locks. She did her nightly routine of brushing her teeth and hair, her vivid green eyes meeting her reflection in the mirror. ‘At least he hadn’t struck her face this time.’ she thought absentmindedly. He eyes traveled to the seal mark that sat in between her eyes, perched on her forehead. It was just a shade or two darker than her hair, almost unnoticeable.
The 'Almighty Haruno Clan’ was the biggest group of assholes. Ever. ‘i'd rather be a uchiha.’ she thought indigently. They at least treated their women like, well, women. There weren't many females left in the Haruno clan, so some of the men had taken to marrying outside of the clan. Father wasn't exactly happy about that but ‘It is necessary for the life of the clan blah blah’ her fathers voiced played in her head.
Her clan’s bloodline limit was rather odd, she had to think. At birth everyone was graced with a seal marks. Sometimes(though rarely) some were born with more than one. These seal marks represented that particular Haruno’s ability. If one was born with one, say, on their feet, when they released the seal they would gain agility or maybe heightened jumping skills. She had even seen a few with them one their stomachs, though she hadn't seen that one used before.
And of-fucking-course she had to be the clan leaders daughter. The only Haruno to be born with the smallest, lightest looking seal. The damn thing sat on her face like a billboard that screamed ‘I'M WEAK TAKE ADVANTAGE OF ME!” It was her constant reminder that she had to work twice as hard to prove she was worth the ‘cost’ of taking care of her, even though she earned her own wages. That she was a true kunoichi.
“Fuck me.” she thought as she shut the light off and unceremoniously flopped into her bed. Sleep quickly found her and she dreamed of blackness.
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