Shackled Salvation | By : WannaBePirate Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1092 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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As she sat in the medical room, she heard a loud bang form the curtain just beside her. The growl of a person, though it sounded more like a crazed animal. Still young, stupid and curious she hobbled over to the curtain and peeked at the source of the sound. A choking sound caught in her throat as she looked on in horror. “Akira-niisama.” The once young males head snapped over to her, eyes alit with hatred and blood lust. It was not the boy she had known and looked up to as she was growing up, this was something far more menacing.
The creatures mouth twisted into a terrifying smirk, as if in some small part of his old mind recognized her. “Pretty, pretty Tanaka-chan.”
Chapter Five
“A mission?” Natsuki asked as if it was the oddest thing in the world. Sasuke only nodded and continued to gather the materials he’d need. “Can I come?” She asked, probably not understanding the true intentions of most of Sasuke’s missions.
The boy merely let out a barely audible sigh. “No, just go about whatever you’d normally do whole I‘m gone.” He said in a bored tone, he would be glad to get out of this hidey hole for a while. Even if he was being set out for the snake bastards mindless errands. Sasuke knew that the girl was probably pouting and about ready to grumble and complain in some way. In all honesty he didn’t like how he could tell the girls actions without looking. He didn’t like the idea that his teacher had some insane thought that Natsuki meant anything to him, more than a way to relieve sexual tension. With that thought something dawned on him, he hadn’t had sex with her yet.
He sat up and looked at the girl who indeed was pouting from her standing point in the center of the room. He studied her briefly before coming to a conclusion. He’d change that little ‘haven’t slept with her’ fact once he got back from the mission. He knew he didn’t have time to indulge in her body now, but when he got back he’d surely need something to help him relax. With his plan in mind he stood and took the needed steps till he was standing in front of the girl. Maybe he’d play a little with her mind, he obviously didn’t want her to be scared when he took her. He wasn’t as sick and sadistic as his teacher, he preferred the girls to be willing when he laid with them.
Reaching out he brushed his fingers down her cheek, in an almost tender caress. Finally brushing her hair from her shoulder, he let out a tiny smirk. “You be sure to be a good girl.” He said in a low tone, half lidded eyes looking down at her.
Natsuki couldn’t help but blush at the soft touches he gave her. She felt a shiver go through her as he spoke, yet she frowned at his choice of words. She was about to reply, ready to inform him that she wasn’t a dog. As she opened her mouth however, Sasuke leaned down and slid his tongue into her mouth. His hand rounded her neck, pulling her deeper into the kiss. His tongue played along hers before he pulled back and softly pecked her nose. “Be good.” He said once more before he moved from the slightly out of breath girl and left for his mission.
Natsuki was too shocked to even say goodbye to the boy, her hands coming up to cover her lips. ‘What’s with that kiss?’ She thought in confusion, Natsuki didn’t understand him, she’d give herself headaches trying. With a sigh she shook her head, blush still coloring her cheeks. She would just forget about his odd, lover like behavior, it wouldn’t do her any good to hold any romantic thoughts for the Uchiha heir.
As Sasuke flew through the air, his teammates trailing behind him, he thought of his encounter with Orochimaru just that morning. He felt a snarl come to his lips when he thought of his sinful instructor.
“I want the information on the restrictions on the girl.” The Uchiha said in an even tone as he stood before the corrupt leader. He knew the man in front of him knew who ’the girl’ was and saw no need to provide her name. “And I do not want Kabuto controlling her, ever.” He wanted to add that he didn’t want the jackass in front of him controlling her either, but thought better of it. Sasuke was hoping to get information from the snake obsessed Sannin, it would do him no good to piss the man off.
Orochimaru smirked, that overly happy smirk and lean forward in the chair he resided in. “Is my little Natsuki misbehaving so much you wish to discipline her with so severely?” He asked, knowing the reason Sasuke wanted the workings of the shackles had nothing to do with discipline. When the snake man received no answer he leaned back into the chair, a little annoyed with the unresponsive male. Though he did get a small amount of pleasure when Sasuke stiffened when he had called Natsuki his. “I have a mission for you.” He seemed to completely disregard the younger boys question. Instead opting to go for the mission route, something that the snake male seemed to think was more important at the moment.
Sasuke fell into solider-like mode. “What sort of mission?” Orochimaru just smirked in his mind as he explained the details of the mission he was giving out. It was a rather simple mission - go and retrieve a secret scroll then bring it back - and he hadn’t initially planned to send Sasuke. Yet, his other plans for the young Uchiha were being delayed because the boy wasn’t acting as he normally did. So, he’d send the boy away and make sure things were back in order upon his returned.
Sasuke looked at his mentor suspiciously, this was a simple errand not a mission. It was well below the normal things he was sent out to handle. But instead of arguing and declining to do the mission, he just accepted it with a simple bow of his head. “Now, the bracelets.” He stated, as if to say ‘tell me or get someone else to do you tedious task’.
Orochimaru’s nasty chuckles filled the room. “Oh, yes. I almost forgot.” The look on he older males face told Sasuke he had certainly not forgotten. “I will inform Kabuto not to harm our little Natsuki, though I doubt he would. Truthfully he seems to have taken quite the interest in the girl.” The traitorous ninja stood and walked passed Sasuke. “He was rather annoyed that I’d given her to you and not to him.” He added as an afterthought as he went to leave his chambers. “Now, you have work to do, Sasuke-kun. Go on.”
The boy was so annoyed with the fact that Kabuto was thinking of his property in such a way, Sasuke didn’t get a chance to find out how to control the cuffs. With a grunt of annoyance he turned and followed the path Orochimaru has just taken to leave the rooms.
With a deep breath, he pushed off a tree limb and shot into the air again, faster than he had been traveling before. Now that he thought about it he didn’t like leaving the girl alone, not while Kabuto was prowling about. Nor did he enjoy the snake bastard calling the girl his. Little did he knew that his little Natsuki was in far more trouble than he would have thought.If only he had thought about her well being before he had left the underground lair. He might have opted to take the girl with him, instead of leaving her in the mouth of a snake. (Quite literally too.)
Natsuki gulped and backed away until her back hit the stone walling. “He wants to see me?” She felt her body shiver in displeasure, there was no Sasuke there this time to deny the order. Kabuto smiled in his sickly sweet way and nodded as he gestured for the girl to begin walking before him.
With her head bowed Natsuki started on her way to the chambers of her leader. If anyone were to look they’d realize she look as if she was being led down death row. In truth, the girl would take a death row walk to this particular one any day.
Orochimaru was waiting for her when she knocked on the door and he quickly allowed her in. “So, my little Natsuki, you haven’t done what you’ve been told to do.” He said, watching the fearful girl with sick pleasure.
Natsuki scrambled over her words, trying to find the right ones without being rude. Being rude would only land her in more trouble than she was in, and she did not want that at all. “Forgive me, Orochimaru-sama. Uchiha-sama is somehow a bit different than how you said he would act.” She bowed her head further trying to hide the blush that rose on her cheeks, her mind going back to his kiss earlier. Yet, both Kabuto and Orochimaru still managed to catch it, though neither did more than raise an eyebrow.
“Is that so?” The snake male found it rather amusing that the girl had stated so. He had also noticed that Sasuke had been treating the girl differently than the others he’d been given, and Orochimaru yet to fully understand why. There were too many possibilities for the Sannin to pinpoint the main one just yet.
Maybe it was because she was untouched, perhaps the girl reminded the vengeful male of someone from his past, or it could be he just pitied her unlike the others. Whatever, it was the older ninja was just dying to find out. Orochimaru was enjoying trying to find out the weaknesses of his student.
“Yes?” She asked still looking towards the floor, her face contorted in confusion. She didn’t like the interest the leader had taken in her, nor the way he seemed so entertained by the little mission she‘d been given. “I’m trying the best I can, Orochimaru-sama.”
She didn’t even have a chance to inhale before the male was in front of her. His cold hand gripping her chin, holding her face up to look at him. Her eyes still looked towards the floor like a good slave, her body shaking uncontrollably. “Maybe, you should try harder. Hmm, Natsuki.” It wasn’t a question, and it was more than a demand. He rather enjoyed the girls smaller frame trembling under his hand. If he didn’t have such a delicious plan already set out, involving said girl, he would gladly take her right then. Leaning down his long tongue darted out and licked up her cheek. “What do you say? Will you try harder?” His voice whispered beside her ear, sending another set of pitiful shivers throughout her body.
“Of course, Orochimaru-sama.” She finally managed, though her voice was broken and low. The male seemed to freeze in place, his mind thinking on her words.
“Not a good enough answer.” With a flick of his wrist her head snapped to the side as if she’d be slapped. Turning his back to her, he no longer could keep the sadistic smirk off his face. “Kabuto, you may have her for a bit. Though she must still be untouched for Sasuke-kun. Then put her in the room for a while, she seems to have forgotten her place.”
“Nnn…no.” Natsuki cried, the shaking of her limbs now visible to the two males. Kabuto merely smiled and reached out for the girls arm. With a tug he began dragging the distraught girl form the room.
Orochimaru sent her a tiny wave when her panicked eyes shot up to his face. “Have fun, my little Natsuki.”
Natsuki never prayed for anything, not since her calls had been unanswered when she was brought to this hellish place years ago. Since then, she never believed in a higher power, never asked for his guidance, never thought he’d save her. Yet, she found herself sitting on a cold table, her knuckles white from clutching the edges, and her mind was praying. Though she did not pray to some unimaginable being, no deity was the main focus of her calls. She prayed to one person, the one person she wished was there to save her just this once. Tanaka Natsuki was praying to and for Uchiha Sasuke to rescue her. Though as they had been before, her pleads were only left to stagger and stale in the cold medical room she sat in.
“Now, now, there is no reason to be that scared.” Kabuto said in his normal tone of voice, his dry hands caressing down her arm. He felt her begin to tremble again and he nearly groaned at the pleasure it caused him. “Though I have to admit, your fear seems to be the finest ever.”
Natsuki wanted to pull away, wanted to run away from the mans fingers. Never had she thought she’d miss the confusing touch of the misguided youth. Though she sat still, well as still as her quavering body would allow. Sucking in a shaky breath, it took every bit of her will power to keep herself firmly in place.
After a few minutes of simply running his hands up and down her arms, Kabuto took a step away and turned to his instruments table. “Now, take off your clothes and lets begin.” He smirked, as he reached down and pulled up a rather large needle. “Hmm, you don’t need numbing agent do you, you’re such a tough girl. I’m sure you can handle the pain.” He nearly laughed at how pathetic look he knew to be on the girls face as he set down the needle. Instead he picked up a sharp scalpel, an excited gleam in his eye as he turned back to face her.
Natsuki had stripped as she was told and stood with her clothing held in front of her. It was her vain attempt to save some dignity, though most of it had long since disappeared. With a small gesture of his hands he instructed her to lay on her stomach on the operating table. She did as told, hissing between her teeth when her naked flesh touched the cold metal.
As soon as she was on her stomach Kabuto restrained her, chirping about precautionary measures. Then without any hesitation, he sliced into her back and began his inhuman surgery. “Nothing like fresh samples from my favorite specimen.” He nearly purred, his fingers running down the fresh - bleeding- cut on her back.
The mad medic only dissected her for an hour, though it seemed like a full lifetime to the girl. After he was finished she was healed, to the minimum only enough so she couldn’t bleed out and die, and bandage. Kabuto helped her too her feet, though her legs gave way as soon as she tried to hold her own weight up on them. “Now, Natsuki, is something wrong?” He asked, his voice laced with false concern, as if he didn’t just slice her open and sew her shut.
The girl didn’t answer, or more like she couldn’t. Her throat was sore and dry, not from screaming, she had learned early on the screaming did her no good. If anything it only excited the medic more and he would become more viscous than ever. Her throat hurt because of the physical strain of trying not to scream. Tears pricked her eyes, howls of pain itched at her throat as she was led away from the ‘doctors’ private laboratory. She wished she could protest, wanted desperately to run from the madman holding her. But her legs, and bag denied her that luxury, They would not be assisting her in her flight today. She knew where he was taking her, the second order from Orochimaru still rung freshly in her ears, and she didn’t want to go.
As they neared the door, she managed to at least pull her body in the opposite direction, in hopes of mercy. Though she knew she would not get none from the cruel man hauling her off. She did not want to go in there, anywhere but there.
As if sensing the arrival of the two, the occupant of the room chuckled in a gleeful way. “Pretty, pretty Tanaka-chan.” It sang as the door opened, letting light filtered into the normally darkened room. “Has such pretty screams.” Her eyes widened as it landed on the mutated, once handsome, young man.
Natsuki yelped as she was carelessly tossed into the room and the metal door slammed behind her, multiple locks could be heard latching into place. Even with the pain from the many new wounds on her body and the stiffness from laying on the cold table for an hour, she managed to scramble to the far corner of the room. Huddling in it, pulling her legs to her chest, Natsuki squeezed her eyes shut. When she heard the scrapping of chains against the stone flooring, she tried in vain to make herself even smaller in the corner.
“Tsk, tsk. Did Tanaka-chan do bad again.” The voice said, as it paced back and forth across the room, the linked chain following in it’s footsteps. “I can smell your sweet delicious blood, little one.” His inhuman golden eyes pierced through the darkness, intently set on the girl figure. “Is my cute little Tanaka-chan scared of her big bad Akira-niisama?” It chuckled again, the dark sound sending waves of nausea through her body.
“You’re not…” Her voice was that of a weak, broken little girl, and deep down maybe that’s all Natsuki really was. “You’re not Akira-nisama.” She mumbled, only to scream as the chains rattled and the creature ran towards her. His snarling face only inches away from her own. The chain around his ankles were taunt and straining against the pull. His fingers could just touch the girls toes, thought even with his face this close, he could not grab hold of the terrified girl. She knew how to stay just out of reach, much to the boys dismay.
The beast seemed satisfied with the fearful look upon her face, because he smirked, his tongue reaching out as if to try to lick her sweet face. “Then who am I?” It said with a sick chuckle. “Akira-niisama is sad, his little Natsuki has forgotten him. Maybe he should remind her.”
Well, that's it for now...
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