So let me say this, a lot has happened over the past year or two. I was left without a laptop, and with no laptop couldn't really write anything. That, and I haven't really had any muse for writing for a long time. I'm mostly role-playing on Twitter, and playing League of Legends, so that's where most of my time is. But now that I am able to get Word because my current laptop has more room, I can write! I missed this story a lot, and I hope you guys enjoy this chapter if you already have not read it. This chapter was updated a year ago, let's hope my next chapter is better than this!

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Chapter Three: Unchained Ecstasy

Sakura felt herself stir slightly awake as she sought a way out of her faceless dreams. Trapped within the darkness of her mind, she could sense her very core lightly sway with the rhythm of a soft rocking, confusing her momentarily. Coherency danced away from her fingertips as she reached out for anything that would be a helpful support for her, still groggy as she struggled to fully awake herself and make sense of the physical nightmare she was currently living. Dry lips parted as she let out a strangled cough, taking in the musty smell of wood and salty water; the sudden realization made the young lady's eyes shoot open with horrified disbelief. Still in her tattered gown, and with a painful throb etched into the back of her skull, Sakura tried to gather her bearings. A few pained tears fell from the corners of her eyes as shaky fingers explored the back of her head, discovering crusted blood along her wound where she had been struck into unconsciousness.

Sitting back against the sway wall of the tiny room, Sakura took in many deep breathes, unable to think on how to proceed. First, she needed to adjust her vision, to take in her surroundings and deduce where she was exactly. An undignified grunt fell from her mouth as she allowed her viridian hues to take in every detail of the room she was in.

First of all, it was not a typical room, but a storage for water and unperishable goods, gifting Sakura with enough evidence to tell her that she was no longer on land or in her home. Also, judging by the sway of the room and the roar of something slapping against the other side of the wall, she realized as well that she was now boarded on a ship. If she had been at the Uchiha's mercy before passing out due to his angry response at her scuffle, then that meant she was on his pirate ship. The thought sent Sakura's heart spiraling out of control with anger and grief at the atrocity he had committed against her family; now, he wanted to take her as a captive? And for what purpose? She had nothing to offer him, what use would she be?

Cautiously, the pink-haired woman staggered to her feet, letting her eyes adjust to the darkness as she searched for fresh water, hoping she would be able to at least wash some of her dried blood away, and to hopefully quench her current thirst. The barrels that were located on the far corner of her makeshift prison, sloshed its contents about for her to take notice, and take notice she did. Bruised fingers kissed along the rough edges of the barrel, searching for a crevice that would allow her to slip her fingers in between and pry it open. However, it was of no use, it was too dark and her strength was already wavering beyond any actual help. Holding back a frustrated sob, Sakura continued to struggle with the infernal object before her, until a voice that was not her own, interrupted her chore.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. It'll only anger them if you taint with the water supply.."

A gasp sprung from her lips as she threw herself against the far wall, arms raised in defense in case she was suddenly attacked. If she was going to part from the world of the living, she might as well go down fighting; Tsunade taught her that much. "What do you want?" Sakura attempted to maintain a firm composure, but her body swayed dangerously. How come she didn't notice the person before? Watching as the figure materialized from an opposite corner of the room, she further pressed herself against the security of the wall. The figure shuffled about in the darkness, and Sakura squinted to try and see what it was that he was doing exactly.

The young heiress then heard two solid objects strike against each other, creating large sparks and lightly illuminating the room with each collision. Soon enough, the man was able to create spark large enough to ignite a candle, basking the room in a faint glow of golden light. It was enough for Sakura to make out the man before her, gathering her suspicions to see if he was someone she had to worry about now, or later.

He had a rather laid back appearance, eyes almost dull and casual. The man was full grown, but for some reason, Sakura could sense a child-like character within him, despite his features. If he were indeed a pirate, he sure didn't fit the part. His hair was pale and white, the entirety of his face covered by a handmade mask he probably put together himself. Everything but one eye was exposed to her, and it was firmly set on Sakura. It unnerved her, slightly, knowing that the unknown was a lot more dangerous than what she actually expected. "Again…what do you want?" Sakura dared to ask once more, watching him bend over to reach for a wooden bucket and ladle.

"Right, how rude of me. I'm Kakashi Hatake." His eye then closed, the corner of it crinkling slightly, signifying to Sakura that he was actually smiling. Che, just because his demeanor didn't seem at all unpleasant, didn't mean he wasn't still an enemy.

Sakura was growing annoyed with the man, her hand clenching tightly. "You still haven't answered my question." She lightly hissed, challenging him even if he didn't seem like he was up for it.

The so called Kakashi merely gave her a once over, before he dipped the ladle into the bucket. Moving it around, he finally brought it up towards her, its contents full of fresh water. "Here, you must be parched, drink this."

Sakura immediately turned her head, refusing the offer. "I don't want it." She then added in a clipped, pained tone. "I don't want anything from you pirates." She heard a soft sigh escape from the older man, drawing Sakura's attention in spite of herself. Before either of them could speak further, however, the upper door creaked opened, the light of the sun gushing down onto them. So it was daytime already, which meant that they were probably already a few hours away from shore.

From her home…

As quick as the light had come, it was gone, the door shutting to a close. Footsteps soon followed, the person making his way down the stairs in order to reach them. In that instance, Sakura became on high alert, her defenses rising again. She was going to die…she knew it, there was nothing much left they needed for her, except for maybe one thing. The thought made her stomach lurch as her heart dropped, her arms folding around herself as a last form of protection.

"You're going to take my virtue…" She whimpered in a teary voice.

As soon as her words were uttered into the musty air, the second man came into view, making him blanch slightly at her accusation. He seemed a tad younger than Kakashi, but his face held a more serious taint to it, a somewhat opposite of that of Kakashi. Despite that, however, her words really did seem to rattle him a bit, much to her surprise. "W-What?" He turned to Kakashi, shooting him a suspicious glare. "You told me you could handle this, but I come back and she's already insinuating that we're going to take her by force? Just what exactly are you doing here?"

Kakashi blinked at the man, shrugging in confusion. "You tell me, Yamato, all I did was offer her water."

Were they honestly arguing like children? It sparked more anger within her, not taking a situation seriously, as well as the indignation she felt with it all. "Enough!" She yelled at them both, not knowing how else to proceed when it came to such a pair. Were they not pirates? If they were, they were not acting like the scum she witnessed several hours ago. Who were they exactly? Kakashi did not seem at all affected by everything that was happening, whereas Yamato was slightly miffed at who appeared to his superior.

A tired sigh escaped the older man's lips as he casually settled down on the wooden floor boards. The laid back action made Sakura bristle, forcing out a side of her she did not often indulge herself in. "Is this some sort of joke to you? Who are you two, why are you being so civil for pirates?" The young heiress tossed the two males a frantic look, her frustration feeding into her ever growing stress.

"The thing is not that simple to explain…" Yamato slowly began, clearing his throat.

"We're not pirates." Kakashi suddenly blurted out, raising a hand to scratch the back of his head, but it was Yamato's sudden outburst that beat Sakura's very own.

"Don't be foolish, Kakashi! There are ears all over this ship, one slip and Uchiha will have our heads!" The younger man seemed more worried than scared, as if something a lot more terrible could happen than his own wellbeing.

That's what frightened Sakura the most…

Not pirates? Where they stowaways? But Yamato did mention the Uchiha pirate, so surely enough they were known by the ones of the ship. That could only mean one thing, and Sakura wasn't sure if she should trust them, or be suspicious all the more. One thing was for certain, the two men could provide her with answers concerning Sasuke Uchiha, the murderer of her father.

Before Sakura could utter a single word out, she stumbled to a halt when the older man leveled himself so that he was kneeling. With his head bowed, Kakashi remained silent, but not soon after that, Yamato resigned and followed the other's lead. In the murky darkness, with nothing but the faint glow of a single flame, Sakura stood before two adults, showing her their utmost respect.

She slumped back against the wall, her throat parched as she held back another sob. There was no need for questions, she already knew by their silence and gestures just who they were. "You're from the Royal Guard…" She breathed out a whisper, not sure what to feel exactly. Relieved? Unafraid? There was one thing for certain, the unyielding confusion still lingered.

"Aye. We were sent in secret under His Majesty's orders." Yamato replied, slowly rising alongside Kakashi, but at his words, her stomach sank. Pursing her lips, Sakura hugged herself even tighter than before, giving off an unwanted shudder.

"But, you two weren't sent to rescue me, were you? You have been spies on this ship for a while now, correct?" Sakura didn't meet their gaze as she swallowed thickly, taking note of the faint laughter and chatter coming up from the surface of the ship. Just knowing that those monsters were so close, made her skin crawl; all those killers, it just made Sakura feel utterly sick.

Yamato didn't respond right away, instead, he heaved a tired sigh as he folded his arms across his chest. Kakashi took a step forward, getting in Sakura's field of vision as he did so. "Not exactly, no. We know exactly who you are, Lady Sakura, when Sasuke Uchiha brought you aboard from the shores of your father's land, well, it was only obvious." At the mention of her father, Sakura's eyes welled up with angry tears.

"Kakashi, I don't think now is the appropriate time to tell-…" Yamato didn't finish however, when his older companion waved his words away, his eye having shadowed over with seriousness that Sakura felt shaken with.

"Did Sasuke Uchiha murder Lord Haruno?" Kakashi carefully asked, his eye solely set on Sakura's rigid form.

How dare he ask such an idiotic question? The fact that he had to make sure only angered her even more. Were they not soldiers of the King? Why were they doing nothing concerning her father's death? What was going on? "Of course he murdered my father! I saw him! I saw him standing over his dead body with the blood on his hands!" She cried out, her voice encased with angry sobs as she immediately threw her hands up to cover her pained face.

The silence was deafening, but Sakura didn't care. Her tears could not be held back any longer, and being in the presence of two potential allies, gave Sakura the necessary security to let the floods run free. She didn't care much at that point; she could only be strong for so long. "Her word is evidence enough. If we send word to His Majesty now, they'll be able to intercept the Uchiha and his ships."

Despite the emotions that were raging within her, Sakura looked up in time to see Kakashi shaking his head at the given words. "No. We can't run on assumptions. We need to be sure that the crimes are connected. We can't afford any mistakes; His Majesty's code is one I will uphold no matter what. Everyone deserves a fair trial, and not one is to be executed unless properly proven guilty of said crimes."

Sakura lashed out angrily, stalking up towards Kakashi in anger and disbelief. "Until properly prove guilty!? He killed my father!"

"If he indeed killed your father, he didn't act alone." The older man's sharp reply forced Sakura to seize up on her words. The childish air about him was gone, replaced by a heavy sense of duty. Yamato didn't utter a word, shaking his head as he slowly began to pace around the small room.

"Please…" Sakura softly spoke. "What is going on?"

Kakashi placed his hands in his pockets, gifting Sakura his full attention. "I'm going to tell you, mainly because I think you're going to be used; because you're of value. It's no coincidence that your father was murdered by a band of pirates and you were captured."

"You were targeted." Sakura's eyes widened as she turned to face Yamato, the man giving her a forlorn look.

In that instance, however, realization came on a little too fast, forcing Sakura to lose her breath. Her chest tightened as she placed her hand over her mouth. Fingers slightly parted as she let out a whispered gasp. "Because I'm betrothed to Crowned Prince…"

"It's not just that." Kakashi added with a tiresome sigh. "His Majesty suspects that someone is trying to eliminate the Royal Family. Do you remember the name of Hinata Hyuga?" He slightly inclined his head as he asked, making Sakura nod almost immediately.

"Yes, I know of her…" Who didn't know of Hinata Hyuga?

She was a princess, from the neighboring kingdom; she was the original bride-to-be before Sakura, promised to the Crowned Prince in order to unite the nations. It was going to mean a change in history, a share of power and peace, a new era that was equal for all. Sakura had indeed heard stories of the famed princess; how she was gentle, kind, and was going to represent beauty of a new nation.

A true Queen…

"A tragedy that shook thousands…"

Yamato's brows furrowed, having stopped his movements as Kakashi followed with a silence of his own. "She was supposed to journey to meet the Royal Family, but she and her escort, along with the ship they were on, suddenly disappeared. The thing is, her trip was concealed from the public in order to further protect her from any harm that would come to her; being from pirates, assassins, or kidnappers." Yamato continued for Kakashi, as Sakura closed his eyes, feeling her head throb painfully.

Kakashi wasted no time in solemnly adding, "Someone from the inside opened their mouth."

"Upon her disappearance, they couldn't hold off the wedding, so they turned to my father and I for help concerning the Royal Family." As she bit her lip, more tears stung the corners of her eyes as she let out a shaky breath. "Do they want me for ransom?"

"That's what we are trying to find out. Because His Majesty arranged for another woman to become the queen of this new nation, the Hyugas were incredibly outraged, shaking the stern foundation His Majesty and the neighboring kingdom had established." Sakura gazed up as the words left Yamato's mouth, trying to take everything in, but it was not exactly easy to do, given that it was almost too much.

Suddenly, the water was becoming too good to pass up. Taking the liberty to walk forward, she knelt down before the bucket, her pale fingers already gripping the ladle. Parched lips came in contact with the crisp, cool water, forcing the young heiress to drink greedily. As she did so, Kakashi took charge of the conversation once more.

"One of the members of the Royal Family was attacked a few months back, the only lead we had was of Uchiha Sasuke, who had been spotted sailing his ships near the border during the day of the attack." At the mention of the name, Kakashi lifted his head slightly to move his attention upwards, the chatter and noise as loud as ever. "His Majesty sent us undercover as pirates. If someone is indeed trying to overthrow the Royal Family, Sasuke is the key to everything."

Sakura didn't move, having drank in her fill, his words echoing in the deep crevices of her mind. Her hands trembled slightly.

"Sakura." Kakashi's voice pierced through the eerie air that cloaked her with anticipation. "There is more at stake here than both you and I."

Yamato was the first to react at his sudden words. "Kakashi, you can't just say that!"

"No." Sakura suddenly forced out, gripping the bucket tightly with her already torn fingers. "It's okay…" She whispered, gulping down everything she had previously wanted to let out. "As much as I hate the situation we're in, we are currently in the mouth of the wolf."

The younger man let out an exasperated sigh as he turned from them. "I'm going to go do some rounds; any later and Sasuke will be suspicious of my absence. Kakashi." He suddenly turned to his companion. "Go easy on her." With a nod at the young female, he carefully strode back upstairs, letting himself out.

The silence was more deafening than before, not sure she liked being alone with the older man, but what choice did she have? "Again, what do you think they'll want with me, what should I do?"

A grunt left the man's lips, obviously debating on what could be done, but Sakura already knew the answer that he was going to give. With a situation that didn't leave her with many choices, it was quite predictable. "Lay low. Follow orders. I know that being around Sasuke Uchiha will be more than unbearable, but right now, your life is on the line. I can keep an eye out for you, but I can't guarantee a lot. You're valuable cargo; you're not dead yet."

Beads of sweat rolled down the side of her face at the seriousness of his tone. Yet, before the woman could let her voice out, a sudden slam of a door startled them both to attention. Light engulfed the tiny room once more as heavy footsteps began to descend down in order to great the cautious duo. "Hatake! Get her ass up here! Uchiha wants to see if she's still of use to us!"

That voice...

For some reason, it instilled an irrevocable chill within Sakura, a type of fear that she found difficult to break free from. A growl lingered in his tone, the mysterious man's shadow growing larger as he approached. Sakura moved back to get farther away, but a firm hand kept her firmly in place; blinking in gentle confusion, Sakura flickered her gaze up towards Kakashi, his expression seeming forlorn. In that instant, the young woman knew that the man was no one to be trifled with, and Kakashi was not blind to the fact, either...

"I'll bring her up in a minute. She just needs some new coverings." Kakashi called out, his eyes narrowing as a bellowed laugh tore through the air.

It was a sickening sound, one that made her muscles tense with disgust as the man finally hit the final step. Biting back a whimper, viridian orbs took him in; his figure was incredibly massive, eyes sharp, like that of a predator. Teeth peeked from spread lips, having been filed down to fine points that added perfectly to the depiction of a monster.

When solid hues fell over her tattered form, the man held no restraint as he allowed his eyes to settle over her. Eyes heavily lingered, and Sakura felt her stomach clench in horror as the male's eyes darkened with forbidden need; this was a man that wanted her for pure, fleshy needs. Already feeling violated and cautious for her well-being, Sakura instinctively shrank back next to Kakashi. "Well, she's a real beauty." The man's voice was rough, lacing over with animal-like growl as he neared the both of them. "I wonder how that meat tastes-..."

The sudden brandishing of a blade cut him off at his words, setting up a dangerous atmosphere that was thick with intent. Gasping slightly, Sakura was thrown against the wall as Kakashi held the tip of the blade firmly against the skin of the other man's neck. "Not now, Kisame. She's precious cargo, the captain would have your head; and right now, I would gladly oblige to his order."

It was a side of him that Sakura had not yet seen, and it terribly surprised her. Both Kakashi and the so called Kisame were at a standoff, and the vile man didn't seem like he was going to let things slide so easily. One of Kisame's callused hands fell against the hilt of his sword, caressing the tip as his snake like tongue coated his dry lips. "I've always been looking for a chance to cut you to pieces, Hatake."

A fight? Between the two? What would become of her if Kakashi fell? Who else would she turn to, Yamato? No, she couldn't let Kakashi take the fall because he was trying his best to protect her, even if Kisame was the ugly brute who initiated it. With her heart hammering against her chest, Haruno gathered her bearings as she hitched up the hem of her torn gown in order to better her running. 'Now, or never...'

Whatever remained of her courage, Sakura took hold of as she pushed herself away from the wall. Darting forward, much to the surprise of both males, Sakura did one thing that would grab Kisame's attention. Taking in a huge breath, the woman let out a large cry.

"Cha!"

As the word fell from determined lips, the agile female lifted a foot and aimed a kick at Kisame's leg. "You stupid brute!" She fiercely added, watching in satisfaction as the man lightly lost his balance due to the impact, still caught off guard by her sudden actions. Seizing the opportunity, the young woman bolted up the wooden steps that most likely led up deck. It was a risk she was willing to take, and she would rather die then let any man touch her in such a way.

"Sakura!" The woman heard Kakashi yell out in frustration, but she paid no heed to the man. With a heave, she pushed through the door, becoming immediately blinded by the stunning sunlight. Having spent hours in the storage room crippled her considerably as she attempted to shield her eyes from the pounding light.

But the sun wasn't the only thing that greeted her; the smell of the ocean wasted no time and invaded her senses, the sound of crashing waves against a creaking ship added to her reeling state. The wooden floor boards rocked heavily against the waters, nearly making her lose her balance as she gasped in crisp air. It left her all disoriented, but despite the annoying fact, Sakura blinked several times and carefully made out several men; and they were all gazing upon her as if she were some heavenly prize.

Lurching to the side, she had half a mind to throw herself overboard; if she really was of value, then she could probably make herself useful and stall their plans with her sudden death. Besides, she was far away from home and her father was dead; the last thing she was going to become, was some pirate whore.

Hands found the sides of the ship rather quickly, having dodged laughing bodies that tried to overpower her movements with their own. Fueled by her insane courage, Sakura made to throw herself off the edge, but before she could fully fall overboard, her midriff was grabbed by a powerful arm, hoisting an aggravated Haruno back onto the deck. Crying out in angry desperation, she rotated her body around to try and strike the man with her hands, but instead, she was thrown unceremoniously back onto the floor deck. A roar of laughter erupted all around her as her breathing became painfully harbored at the impact.

"Get up." A hearty growl came from above her, making her body shiver as she recognized Kisame's voice almost immediately. Hard fingers gripped the back of her neck and pinned her harshly onto the wooden floor, forcing another pained gasp from Sakura's lips. Suddenly, he forced her on her feet, pressing her back against his muscled chest. "Take a good look, boys! We ain't goin' to see smooth flesh like this in a while."

At his words, Sakura felt the wind brush over trembling legs as Kisame tugged away at the hem of her gown, allowing his thumb to glide across sensitive flesh. Sakura whimpered at the contact, feeling her insides churn with absolute disgust. She had never been so sickened with herself in all her life, and the man was physically violating her in a way she just couldn't stand.

And with prying eyes...

"I thought my orders had been clear.." The silence that soon followed was almost unimaginable, and she could even feel Kisame's fingers stiffen slightly against her neck as his hand fell away from her skin. Teeth could be heard snapping together with annoyance as the crowd of male pirates parted away to make way for a much younger male. Blood colored hues hardened at the sight, and there was no mistaking it; it was the Uchiha again.

Sasuke Uchiha appeared slightly different under a new light. His calm exterior seemed foreboding, unreadable almost, which made him completely dangerous. Lips were pressed down into a thin line, resting on a perfectly sculpted face; he was handsome, but that did nothing to lessen the fact that he was a murderous swine. It also appeared that someone had treating to his wound that she proudly gave him, because his shirt had been completely discarded. Underneath the cloth, rested a chest that was perfectly carved with muscles, engraved by a magnitude of scars he had probably gotten from his life of crime. Raven locks fell over his eyes, fluttering slightly in the soft breeze as he stood in stony silence, as if he were waiting for some sort of explanation.

"She tried to escape, so I-..."

"I ordered you to inform Kakashi to bring her to me; I said nothing about you or anyone else touching her. Let her go." Sasuke's hand then fell against his own blade, eyes lingering dangerously on the male behind her. "Now.."

Kisame's anger vibrated throughout his body at the demand, and Sakura wondered of there was going to be another sort fight that was about to break out. However, her suspicions were laid to rest as she was roughly shoved forward, forcing the female to stumble and collide with the Uchiha fiend. Catching her with one arm, he secured her tightly in order to restrain her movements. Her head pressed against his shoulder, locks kissing along his flesh as she stilled, feeling completely immobilized. She hated herself for thinking so, but compared to being in Kisame's hands, she felt slightly more at ease at Sasuke's side...

"Kakashi.." The Uchiha suddenly spoke as Kisame barged past his fellow pirates; upon hearing his name, Sakura craned her head in order to see if the older man was alright. Appearing just a few seconds later, with blood coursing down his arm, Sakura knew that Kisame probably nicked him in order to get to her first, but he seemed completely unfazed by the wound.

"Aye, Captain?"

Grabbing her tightly by the arm, Sasuke pulled her in front of him and steered her towards Kakashi, and Sakura was more than happy to settle at his side. "Clean her up. Make sure she gets bathed and clothed up. Feed her and set up her sleeping quarters.." Sasuke ordered, the tone of his voice unaffected by the events that have occurred only prior before. Something caught her attention however, and Sakura couldn't help but glance up at those murderous eyes.

"And where will I sleep?" Sakura asked in a clipped tone, however, dreading the answer. She was the only female on board, and the thought terrified her, despite the bold and hardened front she put up in defense. Her throat grew thick with anticipation, as a bandaged Uchiha regarded her with a demon like stare.

"You're sleeping with me."

Her heart stopped, seizing up in her chest in horrified disbelief. "No, I refuse! I'm not going to bed with you, you sick dog!" Vision blurred by her father's blood, Sakura reached around Kakashi and took hold of one of his knives, pivoting out of his grasp in order to fling herself at the Uchiha once more, heart dead set on burying the blade into his chest.

With blinding speed, the Uchiha effortlessly countered by grabbing hold of her wrist. Twisting it painfully, Sakura was forced to drop her weapon with a hiss. Warm, hard fingers latched against her slender throat, clenching it tightly in order to interrupt her breathing. Crimson orbs glittered ominously as he leaned forward to breathe words against her parted lips. "Don't.."

Choking slightly, Sakura was wheeled around in order to face Kakashi, with Sasuke speaking once more behind her. "Do what I ordered. Once you're done, tie her up on my bed; this is the second time she's tried to kill me."

And just like that, he tossed her aside.

...

She wasn't sure how long she had been resting on soft sheets of the Uchiha's bed, dressed in nothing but an over sized shirt that had been given to her once she had been allowed to wash up. After Kakashi led her away, all while reprimanding her for her foolish actions, he attempted to get her to eat something before her bath; however, Sakura just didn't have any appetite for food, and if she tried to force anything down, there was no way she'd be able to stomach it.. She felt like a bird trapped within a cramp cage, and she could slowly feel herself losing her sanity.

A stray tear trailed down the side of her face, dropping against the pillow where her head rested. Kakashi had been generous in only tying up her hands against the bed post, letting the rest of her body have free range of movement. Twisting and turning, she could feel the way the rope rubbed her wrists raw, but she still had the faint hope that maybe she would be able to get lose and catch the Uchiha off guard. However, Kakashi took every precaution to not allow her to do so, and as he had been tying her up like prey for a wolf, he couldn't help but gift her with a look of guilt.

He wasn't to blame for anything...

It's not like he had much choice.

Skies were splashed with heavy hues of red and orange, signaling to the woman that the sun was setting and that night would come soon. It was a thought that coated her with utmost frustration, writhing underneath her binds as she kicked against the bed. Her heart was running rampage as she thrashed with a panic she couldn't really control, until finally, she let out a sharp cry of anger, before falling limb against the bed.

Biting back a sob that lingered within her throat, Sakura shook her head as despair slowly filled her insides. "I need out of here..." She whispered, feeling completely helpless.

Footsteps could suddenly be heard outside the door; the closer they got, the more frightened Sakura became. What if it was Kisame? What if he was able to slip by Sasuke and was going to take advantage of her in her current state?

What if it was..

A click broke through her train of thought, eyes widening as the door opened enough to catch sight of ruby red.

Sasuke...

"You should be grateful I'm letting you stay here.." He finally spoke, closing the door behind him and locking it. The faint sound was enough to send her mind spiraling, giving her strength to try and struggle against the binds once more. Sasuke ignored her feeble attempts of escape as he approached the foot of the bed, brushing his knuckles against her one of her ankles. The heated contact made her cringe, forcing her legs up and away from him.

But he smirked.

And she flinched.

"I don't want to be here.." Sakura found enough strength to speak up as the Uchiha walked around to the side of the bed, placing a knee onto the sheets and carefully hoisting himself up in order to hover dangerously above her.

The woman couldn't ignore the sudden heat of his body, how it washed over her in an overwhelming sense of domination. Hands forced her legs to unfold underneath her as he dipped his head lower in order to breath harshly against her soft neck. "And send you where? Below deck with my crew?" Her heat rose as his words tickled her flesh, so she bit her lip to keep her from saying anything. "I can't promise you that my men won't try anything.."

He was right, and she hated that he was. Kisame would be down there, and if she predicted right, he would not waste the chance if it were given to him. And worse, Kakashi would be hurt, or even killed if he tried to intervene..

"What do you want with me, why not kill me like you killed my father? You scum..." She trailed off, her voice hardening as eyes shifted over to the wall, trying her best to separate her mind from her body. The Uchiha said nothing as hands rose up to delve into her silky locks, finally covering her body with his own.

She shivered beneath him, suddenly feeling the movement of hard muscles pressing and molding against her soft curves. "Look at me." Sasuke's words cut through her like an icy, cold knife, pulling her head up towards him so that viridian hues mated with his cold, red ones. One of his hands ghosted over the side of her face, his thumb running over the fullness of her lips. Completely disregarding her question, he leaned close enough to have his raven locks brush against her brow. "There was something we left unfinished.."

His voice thickened as his eyes followed the way her lips parted, sending a sudden heat rise up towards her chest. "No..." Her own breath fanned over his mouth as she refused him, but even her own words shook with uncertainty.

"You don't seem so sure." Sasuke's response was clipped and tainted over with a seriousness Sakura couldn't quite put her finger on. Fingers hand already trailed down the length of her neck, playing against her collar bone as lips ghosted over trembling lips.

There it was again, that undeniable feeling she had experienced with him before. It was as if he made her give birth to an indescribable sensation of wanting to be released; but released from what? Sakura's chest rose and fell with his, closing her eyes in order to not have to look at him. But giving herself over to darkness only heightened her other senses, and it made her unwind, and the world became smaller as hands brushed over hot flesh.

All logic thought that harbored within her mind, was lost in a haze of heat she had never experienced before until now. She knew she would feel limitless amounts of shame once she was allowed the freedom to breath again, to gain hold of her control, but now she was nothing but a blushing mess.

She was brash.

And at times, she was uncouth.

At times, she was defiant and brave.

But despite that, she couldn't hide the undeniable, physical truth.

Her body was unchained before him...

Is this what it felt like to be touched by sin? To have her skin become tainted with his touch and to actually yearn for the mysteries that their bodies held? She hated the man, but the feeling...

To lie down with the Devil, surely she was already damned.

Still, that didn't mean she couldn't fight against it, but all attempts were crushed out of her as his mouth suddenly became demanding. Claiming her lips with a force equal to that of the sea, Sasuke gave himself over like an animal she had no hope to control. His touch burned, his kiss made her waver, and his body rocked against in a rather savage manner.

It was exhilarating.

But before anything else could come by it, Sasuke was suddenly drawing away, eyes flashing angrily as he whipped out something from his belt. Noticing the glint of the blade in time, Sakura finally got the urge to yell out in surprise and snap her head away in time to see the dagger come down on her. It missed her face by inches, but the movement caused her shoulder to move up and get sliced by the sharp edge.

It wasn't a terrible wound, but the pain was enough make her cry out sharply, feeling her own anger rise up as she spat at him. "Pirate trash!" Her shoulder was already throbbing, blood seeping out of the torn flesh, but her adrenaline was enough to dull the pain, even if were just for a moment.

Leaning back down, the Uchiha regarded her with a cold look.

"Now we're even.."

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I hope to post chapter four before the weekend ends! Chapter three was a chapter I posted a year ago, the only difference is the author notes that I added. Next chapter is new, I promise!