Akasuna no Sakura Chapter 1: Sasori Daughter

Chapter 1

Author's Note:
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Deep in the land of Konoha, there lay many ninjas who remained friends for years. Sakura Haruno, a sixteen year old kunoichi was steadily becoming the best medical nin in all of the country. Miss Haruno was taught by Lady Tsunade herself, the very best miracle worker in all of the land. Lady Tsunade was a women who could do anything, had the strength of ten fold of the strongest man, and could save any life no matter the circumstance. She had worked and worked to perfect her skills, and now had passed on all of her knowledge and skill to Sakura, her apprentice.

Sakura sighed, thinking of her extended family. Her village was her home. She had many brothers and sisters. Naruto, Tenten, Hinata, Ino, Neji, Lee, Sai, Shikamaru, Choji, Shino, Akamaru and Kiba, so many names and faces came to her mind. A steady smile rested on her face. A glare etched across her face as she remembered the traitor. An angry gulp overcame her. Yes traitor. That is all he is. Sakura reminded herself. Sasuke would never return to the village. Sakura reminded herself. He had abandoned them. Left behind his brothers and sisters that desperately wanted to find him and help him. When Sakura thought of Naruto she scowled, the bright eyed boy that never gave up on Sasuke, but continued to be proved wrong again and again and again.

"I never want to see that face again." Sakura sighed, envisioning those red eyes that she herself had once fallen for. She was curled up against a tree, her knees to her chest, and her chin tucked underneath her arms. It was warm and airy, a soft breeze blowing her pink hair to the side. Today was the anniversary of the day their very own Lady Tsunade become Hokage, and there was a giant festival to be held. Sakura couldn't stand seeing everyone's happy faces. Everyone was so happy, so unaffected. So amazed with all the decorations, she had tried to stick around and party with the girls. Sadly it was not to be.

Three Hours Ago

Sakura was dressed in a light pink dress, but pleats clinging to every single curve she had to offer. It was a one sleeved dress, the other showing every single bit of creamy pale white skin. Sakura's dress was tight and came up mid thigh, something Ino had surely forced her into. She was showing way too much skin and cleavage for her liking. Sakura was wearing gold strappy heels with her dress. She was the eye of the ball, and she didn't even know it.

Ino, Sakura, and Hinata has arrived together. Hinata was wearing a beautiful white kimono with her dress, simple but elegant looking on her. Ino was of course wearing her usual two piece store, this time embossed in purple sparkles and a two piece looking suspiciously like a bikini with sheer fabric hanging. Sakura was picking at her dress, looking around nervously. She was always very self conscious about herself. Hinata and Sakura held hands, silently making a pact to stay together. Ino quickly flaunted off towards the bar, hoping to snag an unlucky guy to buy these girls a round of drinks.

Naruto was already there, approaching Hinata and grabbing her hand. He placed a kiss on her cheek and led her to the dance floor. Hinata blushed at her boyfriend of two years, to this day still being nervous around the boy of her dreams. Grudgingly, Sakura let her go. Her happiness meant more to her then Sakura's insecurity. Sakura meant to make her way to the bar, waiting for Ino to bring on free drinks.

Then the unthinkable happened.

A large calloused hand brought itself over her dress, cupping her warm soft bosom. Sakura froze in place, a look of anger quickly replacing her shocked look. The hand remained there, a chilling reminder to the pain that was about to happen. Sakura turned around slowly, planning to punch whoever had the balls to touch her. Her jaw, at first dropped and paused in air. Kiba Inuzuka held her round physique in one hand, a fanged smirk protruding from his mouth. Sakura was staring at him in shock.

"You look very pretty tonight Sakura." He caught her fist in one hand, and with the hand he held her bottom with, he withdrew and showed her something. Sakura leaned in close and peered at his hand, silently fuming, but no longer glaring at Kiba even though he held her other hand high. Within Kiba's outstretched hand, there lay the prettiest blue butterfly she's ever seen. It's wings were sparkly and flapping lazily. As if it had just realized it was being gently held on a human's hand, the insect flapped its wings frantically and took off, Sakura's eyes watched it in amazement. The innocence it held was amazing. Sakura forgot she was being held by Kiba, until he cleared his throat. Her eyes tore itself away from the butterfly flying away from the dance floor.

"Sakura, will you dance with me?" He gave her a fevered fangy smirk. Sakura looked him over. Kiba was dressed in black dress pants, and a handsome but simple button up shirt. She supposed his sister and mom had helped him, otherwise Kiba had never shown any indication of dressing himself so fanciful. He looked quite nice. When Sakura didn't say anything, he placed a gentle hand on her waist, and gently nudged her towards the dance floor. Sakura followed him, he held her hand very gently, a warm and happy feeling in the pit of her stomach growing. She loved the attention she was receiving. Sakura felt somebody brush something into her hands nonchalantly. Sakura looked behind her to see Ino walking away, having placed a tall glass of some type of bar drink in her hand. Ino turned her head around and winked at her. Sakura's face blushed in encouragement.

"Kiba." Sakura smiled, her grip on his hand tightening. She took a quick swig of her drink, and passed it to him. He quickly drowned all of it in one gulp, making Sakura roll her eyes. With a smirk he threw it over his shoulder at Lee, who caught it effortlessly. He had sensed the glass whirling to him. One by one, Lee, Gaara, and Kankuro turner to watch Kiba and Sakura on the dance floor. All three, even Gaara the Kazekage had dropped jaws as they watched Sakura grind into Kiba, moving effortlessly to the beat.

Lee tapped Gaara, noticing the boys discomfort. He had known that Gaara and Sakura had grown very close. Sakura was after all, the savior of both him and his brother. Sakura was a very beautiful and curvaceous women. She proved that fact further by grinding her hips into Kiba who cheered words of encouragement, pulling her close and whispering sweet words of nothingness. Gaara turned to Lee and quietly asked "What are they doing? Are they fighting? Should I help?" Gaara asked as Kiba thrust himself against Sakura, picking her up and swinging her around. Gaara felt very protective of Sakura. She was his savior, his family's protector, and a very precious person to him and his best friend Naruto. He wouldn't know what to do if he allowed her to be hurt by the brute.

"Their not fighting Gaara." Lee explained slowly, the music gained speed and as Ino approached them with more drinks and fellow comrade Sai, they all began drowning a tray of drinks. Gaara's eyes narrowed. "What is going on? Is she being poisoned?" Kankuro sniffled his snickers with a hand to his face. Gaara had never had the sex talk, and would probably never at this rate. Gaara began to move forward, annoyed at having to watch the pink kunoichi. Naruto would never forgive him if Gaara allowed this to happen.

Lee held Gaara back. Kankuro chortled loudly. "Are you jealous little brother?" He bellowed, watching Sakura drown a dark glass of bright pink liquor. She was leaning against Kiba, they were slow dancing and gyrating their hips against each other heavily. Ino and Sai were more modest, but were also encouraging Sakura to get more tipsy. Unbeknownst to Sakura, who was enjoying the warm heat of Kiba's embrace, Lee was struggling to obtain a confused Gaara, who wanted to protect his friend. "Sakura is nice to me. Why would you let her be manhandled by a beast like that?" He scowled, watching Kiba hold her close and grope her hips tightly.

"Kiba is Sakura's date!" Lee screamed in Gaara's ear. Lee remembered hearing they were going to meet up at the festival. Lee has assumed that Kiba and Sakura's conversation related to the entire group however. Gaara froze in place, confusion etching onto his face. A tap to his shoulder made him turn the other way. Hinata's pale and scared face was before him. She was being patted on the back by Naruto, a stupid grin on his face. Gaara glanced at Hinata's scared face. "Kazekage Sama.. will you dance with me?" She asked quietly, and if he wasn't a trained ninja at lip reading he would have never understood. Naruto tucked Hintata's arms into Gaara's.

"Just don't do what their doing!" Naruto cheered, Hinata's face boiled over like a tomato at seeing Sakura wrapped around Kiba's waist. He was holding her up by the hips and thrusting into her from underneath as his hands were quickly fondling her body. Sakura and Kiba were drunkenly making out, grinding against each other to the music. Hinata clasped her arms to her chest and screamed, blacking out straight into Gaara's arms. He took this as another form of dancing and carried her gently to the field. A shocked but excited Naruto watching Sakura and Kiba.

"Why's Gaara dancing with your knocked out girlfriend?" Kankuro asked Naruto. Naruto waved Kankuro away. "He needed to have some fun after all." He smiled, knowing Gaara would take care of Hinata. Gaara was holding her bridal style, Hinata completely passed out in his arms as he swayed her left and right like a baby. He supposed this was dancing, as Naruto gave him a thumbs up. All around them, people were getting excited. Girls were belly dancing on tables. Tenten was using her kunai to rip her dress to a slit. Sakura and Kiba were stumbling over each other to grasp each other even more closer. A content Gaara was standing with a completely unresponsive Hinata. Lee and Naruto and Kankuro were surveying the party held in honor of Lady Tsunade. The 5th Hokage was most likely somewhere smiling and shuffling down alcohol. Naruto smirked at Sakura, completely planning to blackmail her later on with this information. Naruto's face became very red when Kiba lifted her high in his arms and moved her silk panties to the side, showing everyone her very noticeable pussy.

"Alright I should stop this." Naruto launched towards them quickly, but was stopped by a drunken Ino throwing her hands all over him. On the dance floor, Kiba slammed himself into Sakura, rubbing his clothed member over her wet slit. She moaned in heat. Her feelings for Kiba combined with all the alcohol making her crazy. She whined in submission, wanting to be thrown down before him and taken like the animal she wanted to be treated like. Kiba was quick to delve into her desires.

"Ino get off of me! I'm not Sai!" Naruto fused, trying to detach a furiously drunk Ino. She was trying to give him a hug, splashing a glass of liquid all over the two of them while she struggled angrily. "But Saiiiiii I just want one more drink. Just one moreeeee-!"

Sakura moaned as Kiba dropped his pants around his knees and lined himself up with Sakura's sweet cherry blossom. He held her tightly as he fought through to her barrier, thrusting slow but deep inside her. Kiba was huge and Sakura let out a cry. The crowd that had gathered around them quickly looked away, the indecency overwhelming. Kiba nor Sakura cared. She had never felt so good in her life. Sakura rode on the pain as Kiba went slow, whispering drunkenly in her ear how happy he was that she had finally given him a chance.

"You are the prettiest fucking flower I've ever known. I expected you to punch me all across the fucking floor." Kiba spit out with every symbol. Sakura was crying tears of pleasure. He kept her legs wrapped around his waist as he slammed into her in the air. Sakura could definitely get used to this.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF HER!" Naruto dove his fist towards Kiba who dodged and pulled Sakura further down onto his member, impaling her further then he's down since stealing her virginity moments ago. Sakura screamed and howled in pain but quickly got over it as Kiba gently pulled her down. Angry, embarrassed, and slightly getting over his drunken haze, he realized he was being very bad. Naruto was screaming loudly as Sakura fixed her dress. She had run, embarressed and confused at being yelled at. Kiba tried to hurry after her, but Naruto put his fist in his head, effectively knocking him out with his still hard dick in the air. It glistened with the moisture from Sakura's flower, which he had been encased with just moments ago.

Sakura pushed through people as she hurried to fix her dress and undergarments. She was coming back to life and realizing that she must have done something truly bad to upset Naruto. He was the king of stupid after all. Sakura cried and ran throughout the party, eventually exiting the building. She scaled the nearest building and cried as she realized that Kiba had stolen something precious to her.

And she had let him.

Sakura dove from building to building. Her chakra infused kicks flinging her far, high above the village. She kept running and tried to put as much difference between her and the party as possible. Sakura eventually ran out of chakra, not even focusing on conserving her energy made her run out very quickly, so she dropped down and landed. Poor little Sakura rolled onto the soft ground, she had reached the end of Konoha. The road near Sasuke's apartment was littered in darkness and sadness. Sakura turned on her foot and ran all the way down the trail, trying her hardest to put as much distance as she could. By now her heels had diminished to nothing, so she took them off and kept running. Sakura n  was breathing heavily, her mind coming back to her. She ran and ran until she found a nice secluded spot on the outside of Konoha.

Comfortably, she hugged the root of the Sakura tree, cherry blossoms ringing all around her. The only light that shown was the light of the full moon, the one that rang above her. She sat there, curled up and alone as she cried. Sakura didn't understand what she had done, but she was sure it was completely bad. Sakura was cold and alone, and now she was confused heavily. Surely Kiba would have followed her if he truly wanted to be with her. As if their little rump was even considered romantic.

Sakura spaced out thinking of what everyone was saying back at the party. She was the second top medic in the country for Christ sakes! She shouldn't have ever done that, especially in public. Inner Sakura was going crazy, relating all the things that had happened to Sakura. Soft arms crossed in front of her mouth and screamed hard. Anger flowed within her, threatening to burst at the seams. The pink kinochi ranted and raved inside her head, and began punching the innocent Sakura tree she was leaning on. Running extremely low on chakra, Sakura slowly fell against the bruised tree, sakura petals falling all over her. Petals graced her skin like soft kisses. Tears fell down her face as she curled in on herself, drifting asleep for a few hours until she could finally awake in peace.

Present time

In the distance, a figure is approaching. Robes of black and space flow through the grass. They were studying a figure, intent to capture running high. Soft footsteps came closer to the sleeping Sakura. His dark eyes laid upon her sleeping form, beauty gracing him.

A soft sigh released from his mouth, and he dredged closer to her. Her dress had fallen up to her hips a bit, showing pale creamy skin from underneath her dress. Her panties were showing, a pink lacy thong peeking out from her curled up form. Gently, the cloaked man took her soft wrists, wrapping them softly with a tiny rope. That rope was heavily infused with a chakra resistor, so she wouldn't be able to hurt him at all. For good measure, he also placed it around her ankles. It wouldn't do for her to awake kicking. As he wrapped her tightly, the night air became even more chilling.

? ﾟﾒﾋ? ﾟﾒﾗ? ﾟﾒﾋ? ﾟﾒﾋ? ﾟﾒﾋ? ﾟﾒﾋ? ﾟﾒﾗ? ﾟﾒﾗ?

Sakura awoke with a heavy pant. Her attention was immediately turned to the man with his tongue in between her thighs, licking up and down her slit. She tried with all her might to pummel him, but her hands and feet were spread heavily, tied down to the metal bed. As he sucked on her soaked clitoris, Sakura screamed both in fear and pleasure. Her dress was pushed high up above her waist, and panties already ripped away. Sakura cried out in pleasure but struggled against her ties. "WHAT THE FUCK-!" Sakura started screaming, ready to threaten and spit angrily. The dream she had been having about Kiba shook her to the core. The fact that his stranger had violated her in more ways than one was damming.

Then door to the room they were in swung open hard, and the weight from the half naked man vanished as he was thrown across the room. She looked up and tried her best to close her legs, even if her legs were tied far apart. She glared up at the man who has interrupted them and gasped. "SASUKE?" She shrieked, trying harder to close her legs. A short smirk tipped its way into the dark haired man's face.

"No. Allow me to introduce myself beautiful. The name is Itachi. Itachi Uchiha."She struggled to come to terms with this as she glared at the man on the floor. The blonde kid who was the same age as her was groaning, rubbing his forehead where a bump had appeared.

"Your Sasuke's older brother." Sakura notes, looking at the dark haired Uchiha. She noticed the robes they were both wearing and gasped. "YOUR THE FUCKING AKATSUKI! FUCKING PERVERTS. I SHOULD SKIN YOU FUCKERS ALIVE!"

Itachi withdrew a kunai from his side and approached her slowly. "Deidara, kindle let Toby know I will be bringing the sacrifice myself. I will prepare her." He spoke softly, every word grazing her skin slowly. Sakura glared at Itachi heatedly, she would fight him tooth and nail. Deidara, the man that was in between her legs, grinned excitedly at her. "I'll be back, yeah." He smirked, Sakura spit at him, launching a wicked spitball halfway across the room into his face. As Deidara ran away, she braced herself as Itachi neared her with the Kunai. To her immense shock and displeasure, one by one he ripped every single piece of clothing off of her body. Starting with her dress, torn in half, then her panties, also torn. Then he cut the straps from her heels to slide them off. This continues until Sakura was in nothing but her bare baby bottom. Naked for the eye to see.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU FREAKS WANT FROM ME." She seethed in anger, that dress was amazing cute. Itachi leaned down and placed a placid kiss on her collarbone. "Sakura dear, do remember to keep calm. You are a very important guest here tonight-!"

"Well according to what you said two seconds ago I was a fucking sacrifice." She spit in his face, Itachi paused. There was a moment of silence, but then he snapped. With a back of his hand a slap rang throughout the room, and a naked Sakura was fighting to keep her eyes open. She spit stars and choked up saliva out of her mouth as the bed she was on was rolled down the hallway. Sakura was bare for the world to see, and tried not to give them the satisfaction of seeing her cry.

"You my dear are what's gonna be our perfect little insurance ticket." Itachi smiled as he rolled off the metal bed down a cold dark hallway. Sakura was scared, but tried to keep all trace of fear off of her face. She tried to keep the conversation going. Maybe if I get him to talk, I can find an opening. Sakura thought to herself. "Insurance ticket?" She whispered, the elder Uchiha hearing it almost as if she had shouted it. The Uchiha smirked. "Yes! And guess what beautiful. Your not like the average everyday hostages you know. Your pretty special." Itachi drew out. Sakura noticed they were going through a cell block. The cells were dark but she could make thin outlines of bars. She studied the environment closely, hoping to get a read on how to escape.

"How special?" Sakura asked, torches upon torches were being found lit upon the wall. They were descended slowly, going deeper and deeper into darkened dungeons. Sakura whimpered.

"Why, super special. You see we have a contingency plan for you too. That's why we prepared a sweet little ritual for you." Itachi smiles as if she should be flattered. He picked up speed, Sakura no longer wished to talk. The open double doors were an indication that they have arrived.

"Oh my god." Sakura whispered in fear as they entered. Rows of about half a dozen Atuski filled the small room surrounding something, a large circle. She tried again by twisting the ropes, but they were futile. The ropes were tied tightly. The Akatsuki members leered and grinned at her naked form as Itachi rolled her best. Nagato, tied to a stand in the back of the room cleared his throat.

"Place her in the center." He flicked his hands. Immediately, within the slice of a lifetime Sakura was free. All cut at the same time, by Itachi and Kisame. She immediately leapt off the bed but was caught by Deidara, who held her struggling form close. "I got the babe un," He held her tightly and dragged her naked form to the center. Sakura dragged her feet and clawed Deidara's neck but his grip didn't relent. She caught a sight at what they were protecting. Some kind of curse jutsu. A pentagram or symbol of sorts. Sakura was placed down on the ground gentle, while somebody else's foot swung around and landed quickly with her head. Sakura felt darkness, the heavy force of the kick sweeping darkness overtop her.

Nagato raised his left hand, commanding everyone to get into position. "We will now start the ritual. Any interruptions. Any forbidden actions. Any-!"

"Just start it already un." Deidara moaned. Beside him his partner Sasori clapped him upside the head, then stood up front to look professional.

"Very well." Nagato spoke. "You have all been practicing the hand movements for months. If any of us gets it wrong, it will not work. This jutsu is a forbidden medical jutsu, a lost dark of the arts. Once upon a time a foreigner tried to dispose of war." Nagato spoke softly, almost lovingly as he thought of the absence of war. "This jutsu was created for the simple situation. Instead of killing. Get rid of the opposition."

Nagato raised both of his arms now, with him seven Akatsuki members raised theirs as well. Everyone stood on different circles drawn within the seal. Any step outside would result in immediate failure. Every touch, every steps every single movement had to be correct or else the goal would not be reached. Complicated hand seals flew all over the room, Chaka levels unlocking and the flowing of everyone's chakra slammed down into the curse seal. A knocked out and naked kunoichi absorbed their chakra all at the same time. She shifted, but remained untouched.

"Seishun no ubawareta anata ni modotte kudasai" Nagato whispered, placing all of his chakra into her. She twitched a bit more. "Seishun no ubawareta anata ni modotte kudasai!" Everyone chanted and tried once more to slam as much chakra into the girl as possible.

An explosion from within the circle occurred, and black smoke enveloped Sakura and everyone within the seal. Fingers kept flying with hand seals. No doubt they'd be killed if they failed. Sakura was crying, tears dripping down her face as she was frightened by the explosion. When the last hand-seals were used, the smoke finally cleared. In the middle of the seal, much to the Atuski's happiness, was a changed girl.

A naked, pink haired baby toddler lay in the middle crying softly as she sucked her thumb. Green eyes gazing around frightened, she cried as Itachi picked her up and cradled her to his chest. "Now Kunoichi, if they ever want you back to your regular form, they have to give into our demand. Even if they manage to rescue you. Never will they be able to fix you." Itachi smirked, poking her nose. The pink haired baby stared at the offending figure.

Sakura was indeed in deep trouble.