Disclaimer: I wish, I wish…I was a fish. Nope, still don't own it.

Chapter 7: Appealing promises.

Sakura felt something warm against her back. A person. A man. She shot up and everything spun in her vision. She saw dark hair, but couldn't focus on the face long enough.

"Such a long time. I've missed you…" The voice was soft, sinful, and had an undertone of macabre ideas. The bed squeaked and he was kneeling close to her. She could see Konoha Leaf symbol with a strike through it.

She jerked when his hand touched her face, that skin was warm but left a cold feeling on her skin. He let a low laugh and pulled her up. "You use to fawn over my every action, now you loathe my presence. How did it come to this?"

"When you pushed us all back to join him." Sakura rasped out, wanting so badly to lie down and sleep. At least her eyes were gaining strength back to make people (and items) made known. A pale hand touched her face again, but this time she didn't dare move.

"You put up a good enough fight for once… You even gave me a black eye." He laughed, getting close enough so that she could see the purplish-blue skin. She wanted to beat him more, but her body was not up to it.

"You have to let me go." She half pleaded, turned her head away from his advancing lips.

"So you'd take a abomination over me? I'm your dear old…" He kissed her neck and she had to grip the side of a table to keep from trying to get to that other eye.

"Sasuke, get off me." She was telling him now, her voice low. He grabbed her by the arm and jerked her onto the bed.

"I'll have my way before him, I was your first and longest infatuation. Let's see how long it lasts when he finds out my clan will go on." The missing-nin growled. That once calm face was almost as sinister as Orochimaru's. She tried to move her arms, but her body wouldn't do it. He'd used something to stunt her strength to any limb. She was his to use now.

-…later in the night…-

Gaara woke to some crying. Man did he want to make that person shut up so he could rest. Wait…he remembered Sakura being taken… Sakura! Was that her? He tried lifting himself up to see the person's face.

"Gaara, don't worry…" she sniffed gently, pulling back more tears. "It's really me."

Had she really been taken? Or had Shukaku weaseled his way out again? "Sakura, what happened to you?" He reached his arm out, touching a bare shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" She hissed, jerking her body and slapping his hand away. She gasped at her own reaction towards him. Surely he'd see her dead.

Gaara frowned, lines creasing his face in thought. What had the Uchiha done to unnerve her? Shukaku had a couple of reasons but stayed quiet. He just hoped her vocal cords worked.

"Haruno?" he scooted closer. His eyes were starting to see why she was crying. The lower half of her face was covered in blood from her nose and open lip. She was plainly naked, bruised, battered, and in some massive shock. On a closer look, he had one last idea of what had occurred.

"He raped you." He didn't ask. Seeing the mess on and around her lower abdomen was enough to signal it. Blood and…other fluids covered her. She choked out a sob when he'd said the R-word. Shukaku roared in the deadly silence of his mind. He wanted Uchiha dead. They wanted him dead. Period.

He moved closer and she scooted away. /Of course she's afraid of me to touch her… she must feel thoroughly used by now. / Gaara stayed on his knees, sand rustling around him. 'We can treat her better than this… Let's have the Uchiha's blood!' The demon echoed. He was eager for a long good battle with some spicy blood.

Sakura was coming out of the long teetering shock. She looked up into that child like face from only a couple of feet away. He was half snarling and looked deep in thought. Used or not, she didn't want him killing that night. No, it was going to take the Team to get rid of Sasuke. For love and revenge of what he'd done.

"Gaara, now I know we need to go back…" She murmured, but shut it, turning light pink as he moved over her, those jade eyes still possessive. It made the little things in her curl with delight to see someone still want her after what Sasuke had done. He found his long over jacket and handed it to her. She felt ten times better covering up.

"I… We still want to have you after this." He moved closer, his hands tight on her upper arms. It made her give him a real smile.

"It may be sooner…we can't do the mission while I can't heal… H-he…said the stuff he injected would last a week…" she wanted to curl up into a ball but just crossed her arms instead. His hand touched her face and made her look at him.

"A whole week?" his voice almost sounded like a purr. It made her just nod. His lips curled into a cruel feral smile. Shukaku peeked out a bit through those jade eyes.

"Once we get back, we can do our best to make you forget about him." Ideas slid through those mixed eyes. She blushed and couldn't help but give him a grin.

"Promise me it won't hurt like when he did it." She winced at the scenes imprinted in her mind. Gaara laughed nefariously, that smiled growing all the more wicked.

"I can promise you much more than that…"

A/N: (Ok, yeah, Sasuke it the true evil in my book. More coming soon.)