Mksanime: Wow… I never expected I’d get this much reviews O.O…but yay I’m happy –dances around- WOOT ! WOOT! I do apologize for taking so long to update…-bows down- I’m sorry.

Btw Siy, See I promise I would update hehe.. Of course eventually I would update XD

Ok answering reviews

1.) I am going to continue this fic.

2.) I chose virginity because It would be important later on in the story

3.) And you have to wait and read what Itachi’s answer gonna be… I mean you’ll never know, Characters have a mind in their own and my hands sometimes doesn’t listen to my brain…

4.) And yes I know this fic isn’t really good as the other Ita/saku, but meh I’m merely human who just writes out of boredom and who’s very very very and extra very lazy and not a perfectionist as the others (no offence) I’m just that lazy…

Very Important A/N: Many of you may be mad at me, but mostly of the chapts are flashback to let you see how Sakura got kidnapped and what happened b/w her and Itachi and the rest of Akatsuki..

Disclaimer: I own all of Akatsuki cause they’re my boys ehehe… Yes every single one of them! Ok I lied. I own nothing!

Love?

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FLASHBACK

The eeriness of the night irked Sakura to no end, albeit she loves peace and quiet but there was this foreboding feeling that kept on arising inside of her.

Shaking her head, she dismissed whatever she felt, but still kept her guard up. Gently placing the cosmos flowers where the tombstone lay, she clasped her hands and mumbled a small prayer. She then unclasped her hands indicating that she was already finished and dusted her clothes as she gracefully stood up.

Sadly smiling, she kissed her palm and then pressed her palm at the front of the tombstone.

Standing still, she stared at the large stone in front of her, scanning the words that we’re embedded on it. She had a faraway look and a small bitter smile grace up her lips, as if she was recalling the moments where she shared with her close friend.

“It’s been quite awhile ne? It’s been quite quiet and lonely without you always there pestering and telling me the latest gossip. We’ll Ino-pig to be honest. You were the only closest person to me, since both my parents died and when my teammates left. I wish I could have done more to repay everything you did to me…”-she let out a bitter laugh as her bangs cascaded down from her tied up hair, making the top part of her face darken, and her eyes looming over darkness “I hope that you finally found what you were looking for and I’m sure your journey has started. Be happy and live peacefully. I’ll meet you again someday, I promise.”

Leisurely walking towards the exit of the graveyard, the wind howled as the tress swayed from its impact.

For a normal person or some Shinobi walking in the graveyard way passed midnight, with the wind blowing strongly that it would actually howl, would be scared shitless and would run for the sake of their lives, but for Sakura it lead to an actual point that ghost, spirits, molesters, monsters and death wouldn’t faze her, it was nothing compared to the pain weighing in her heart and the darkness slowly enveloping her.

Finally getting out of the graveyard, she decided to hop branches to branches to make her journey home less time taking. Ignoring the rustle of the leaves beside her, she continuously jumped her way towards the town and landed softly at the ground.

A pit pat can be heard with every step she took on the wooden bridge. Leaning on the rails, she sighed dejectedly and stared at the water absentmindedly. It was nights like this that helps her relax and let her mind wonder somewhere.

It was also one of the times where she can actually be peaceful and just for a while be content.

She suddenly felt a sting of pain on her left cheek. Furrowing her eyebrows she touched her cheek and felt some sticky liquid rolled down her face towards her hands. She glared at the crimson liquid and jumped at the rails dodging the whizzing shurinken’s coming towards her.

“Show yourself!” She snarled.

Laughing in amusement a blonde haired man stepped out of the darkness along with an ugly hunch back old man, both wearing a black cloak with little red clouds embedded around it.

“Ne Sasori-danna, she’s the girl alright. It would be my pleasure to capture her, yeah.”

The hunch back old man grunted as he slowly step back and watched the fight.

Deidara opened his palms as he placed clay towards the little mouth on his palms as it slowly formed into a bird.

Letting it fly, it descended upon Sakura and blew up.

The surprise bird bomb as Sakura would like to call it, left her a bit wounded and wet. When it blew up, she was sent flying towards the lake and her arm was scratched at the rock.

Abruptly standing up, she glared towards him as she quickly healed herself. She jumped back towards land and waited for him to make his next move.

Coming almost near her, Sakura gathered the right amount of Chakra on her fist and sent it flying towards the ground, making the rocks crack and sent them flying everywhere.

Jumping on clay bird (the bigger one, which he made while Sakura was still healing herself) flew up high in the air as he created more of his bird bomb, slowly descending towards Sakura.

She stood still and waited for the birds to crash on her, flipping backwards towards the branch on time, the bird bombs crash on the ground and exploded.

Landing back on the ground with ease, she did some hands seals and next thing she knew, her vision started to blur and her body grew numb. She fell down and succumb into darkness.

“I didn’t think that the sleeping drug you put on the shurinken would take so long to affect her. Strong girl, yeah”

The blonde haired man bent down and carried her, he looked closely towards her face and smirk “A very fine art, yeah”

“You call that art? Art is something still and remain beautiful. It does not grow old, rotten or feel” Sasori, the ugly hunch back old man retorted. Though he did admit that she was a beauty and nothing more.

Even though both of them have a passion for art, their views and perspective are totally different.

They both walked towards the darkness and disappeared, along with the rosette haired kunoichi.

End of Flashback

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It was one upon a time, that she believe in the word love and it was also once upon a time that she believe that it was non existent. Now, what did she believe? Where these feeling she felt towards the raven-haired man true?

Fool. That was she was, she was a fool. How foolish were her ambitions once before, she was a fool into believing something foolish in the first place.

Yes she was a big fool.

She watched as he resume his ministration towards her neck and nonchalantly dismissed her request.

She could feel herself laugh bitterly of it all. So she was right after all. He didn’t care that she would die, let alone die in his hands.

She was a foolish Sakura.

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FLASHBACK

She felt herself thrown at the cold concrete ground. Grunting in pain, she slowly opened her eyes only to close it again as the light pierce at her eyes.

Closing her eyes in a few minutes, she tried to open them again and scanned her surroundings.

It was a small room, judging from two beds and a washroom at the side, it was a motel.

Laying down still, she tried to unbind her bound hands and half-heartedly listed to what they were talking about.

Though she did catch a few words and that words was enough for her to hope that there was still a chance for her to escape.

“It seems that they’ve found out, yeah. 10 ANBU’s are heading this way, better stay hidden for awhile, yeah”

It wasn’t like she was afraid of death and pain, it was exactly the opposite she welcomed them with open arms.

The only thing she feared was that if she was captured, they might do something to make her betray her friends and that could also lead destruction to her homeland.

It was true that Sakura wasn’t close to anyone of those people leaving in Konoha, but damn it all! She still cared about them.

She scowled, when she felt that her pouch that was full of weapons were now empty.

Right, they weren’t dumb.

She was frustrated that was for sure and worse of all she just started her period.

Realizing that being shy, quiet or nonchalant wouldn’t solve her problem. She be damned if they wouldn’t meet her demands. Screw freedom! She needed Tampons!

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Mksanime: Yes I realized that the last part was so random and out of place in the angst, I thought it could use a bit of humour. I hope you like this chapter :)

Ok, Itachi necessarily didn’t answer her question… So what is his actual answer?

Just read and find out!

Ok, Sasori in my fic still wears his puppet and questions your confused off, please feel free to ask. And yes i realized also, that Sasori looks like a scorpion more, just ignore my description and think of what he looked like in the manga before Sakura broke it with her unhuman strenght.

Sakura is OOC, I realized that, but wouldn’t you feel pain and act that way if your parents were killed, and your best friend dies the year after their death. As well as the fact that you don’t have someone to turn too, yes I would be like that too .

Hope you guys review and tell me what you think XD