A pair of dull green eyes stared lifelessly at the room they were in.

Then, they slowly stared at the shackles that imprisoned them.

The girl with green eyes stared at the room around her, trying to look for a way out.

There was no way out.

She knew that, yet she couldn't accept it.

As she explored the room again, maybe for the thousandth time, she noticed that this room would have been to her liking if it weren't for the fact that this room was a cage that kept her from fleeing.

The walls were white and looked like it was really decorated well. It was the skill of an expert.

She stumbled around the room, trying not to trip over the shackles that bound her legs. They hurt quite a lot, yet, she had gotten used to them.

It already has been a week since she was trapped in this room.

This room wasn't exactly a prisoner's room. As mentioned, this room was beautiful. It really was one of the most luxurious rooms Sakura had ever been to.

Heck, it was better than her own room.

But still, that didn't change the fact that she didn't enjoy being trapped here.

She was being forced to stay right?

Who would have thought that the Sakura Haruno of Konoha corp. would have been kidnapped? It was insane! Her father had bodyguards everywhere!

'Why the fuck did I get kidnapped?'

She was pretty sure that the person who kidnapped her didn't want a ransom. This guy seemed rich enough. It was pretty obvious since the room she was staying in was gorgeous. And it was also obvious that whoever kidnapped her was rich because all the clothes that had been delivered to her were dresses.

But then why would he kidnap her?

Did she piss someone off? Was it her pink hair? Was she that annoying?

The whole situation was just so fucking creepy. It was nearly impossible to believe.

But one thing was sure.

She was happy to get rid of the bodyguards that were nearly plastered on her.

Sakura cursed as she nearly fell flat on her face while being lost in her thoughts. It was the stupid shackles. She wasn't exactly used to their weight that much.

Sakura was still trying to look for a way out. But staying imprisoned like this would have made a person frustrated wouldn't it?

Well, she did have another option that suited her well.

Suicide.

She didn't care much for this world so she thought that suicide might be an easy way out of this situation. But the last time she tried, some bastards just had to come and interfere.

Oh, fuck.

Sakura stared remorsefully at the window. Another thought popped into her mind.

'Maybe I could…'

Looking around, Sakura quickly grabbed a stool and hurled it at the window that would never open up.

The glass shattered, leaving some cuts on her face and arms. It wasn't that serious.

At least, not that serious compared to what she was trying to do.

The window still had some shards of glass in them. Sakura winced.

This was one of the biggest decisions in her life.

It was obviously a 'give me freedom or give me death' situation right?

She would gladly choose death if someone broke her wings.

Quickly, she stuck her head out of the window and stared down.

Oh god.

The ground seemed so… far down below. Was this a 20floor building or something? All she could pray for was a quick and painless death.

Though it was pretty obvious that this was not going to be painless, what's the harm in praying?

But before jumping out, she had one last thing to do.

The damned shackles always disturbed her in everything she did. Fuck them.

She tugged at them.

It hurt like shit.

Sakura closed her eyes and started chanting in her mind crazily. She wasn't a girl suited for pressure and she had decided that one week of pressure was enough.

'Please make this work… please make this work!'

She slathered some butter the servants brought for food on her wrists and ankles. And with a determined face, she pulled really hard.

She felt like her wrists were getting cut off. They started bleeding a bit. It was the kind of pain that she never expected to feel. She wanted to scream her lungs out but right now, she wasn't exactly given the permission to scream, was she?

At least the shackles on her arms were off.

Now, it was time for the ankles. They would probably hurt more wouldn't they?

With tears streaming down her face, she removed both of the shackles at once.

She really could have died from all the pain she was going through.

She bit down on her lips hard and she didn't notice that she was bleeding until the metallic taste reached her tongue.

She stared at the mirror that was just across the room.

There was nothing she could have liked on herself right now. Fuck, she looked like a psychopathic banshee. She was pretty sure that babies would cry and run away if they saw her looking like this.

But she also noticed one thing that she did like.

Her eyes had the life back in them for the first time in a week. She could feel it.

She was also pretty sure that this would be the last time that she would see herself like this. She smiled.

She balanced on the window, and took one long breath. She was really going to have to brace herself for this.

She looked down pitifully at the dress that she was wearing. She liked this dress a lot.

'I guess this dress is also going down with me, isn't it?'

She slowly closed her eyes and felt the wind on her face.

She also felt the glass shards under her feet. When she dies, this will all be over wont it? At least that's what she was hoping.

And wearing a big smile on her face, she jumped.

At least, she would have jumped over if it weren't for the arm that embraced her from behind. And Sakura was so not happy about this.

She spun around, thinking that she would see the big thugs that always brought her stuff.

"Why wont you just leave me alone to DIE?" she screamed at the top of her voice while the tears streamed down her face.

And opening her eyes, she saw a person that she never expected to see.

"Sasuke… Uchiha?" she asked, puzzled by the turn of events.

But while she was so defenseless, Sasuke Uchiha got the better of her.

He smashed his lips on top of her lips.

Ok, it might have felt like a kiss for Sasuke Uchiha, but for Sakura Haruno, this just felt like something literally smashed her lips.

She tried to push him away, but she wasn't strong enough to do that. The more she struggled, the more firmly he hugged her and kissed her.

And all of a sudden, Sakura felt something in the entrance of her mouth.

'A tongue?'

Struggling was useless.

It was futile, but that didn't exactly stop her from trying. She pound on his chest hard.

To Sasuke Uchiha, that just felt like a baby was touching him.

So Sakura chose the second option.

She bit down on Sasuke's tongue. Hard.

Then he finally stopped ravaging her lips and started breathing heavily. He started scanning Sakura thoroughly and noticed all the bloody wounds on her. His eyes hardened and suddenly turned red. But they turned black again as he looked at Sakura's crying face.

Sakura stared at him with tears and hatred in her eyes.

Sasuke felt a pang in his chest but didn't say anything and didn't show any emotions.

He just looked away and walked out of the room.

He had some work to take care of.

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It was a field day for Sasuke Uchiha.

He motioned for his servant to come to him.

The servant bowed low in front of him and trembled a bit.

"Yes Sasuke-sama."

"Bring all the people who guard Sakura Haruno's room."

The servant seemed to have noticed the seriousness in Sasuke's voice. He just bowed and walked away to bring all the poor souls to their deaths.

A minute later, Sasuke Uchiha was having a blood festival.

'Just ten times more pain than what Sakura had felt…"

He thought to himself as each servant's blood stained him every time.

Nothing in this world was allowed to let Sakura Haruno hurt herself.

Even if that person was him.

He was going to protect her. But to do that, he had to keep her close to him.

Unknown to Sasuke... This was an obsession that he could not control.

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