RE: kay, so this one is pein/sakura. I know, right? It's kind of blah right now, and kind of gory, which really isnt my style. But it'll get more fluffy later on, and less wordy. So please tell me what you think.

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With Piercings so Deep

Chapter One

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"Under such unfortunate circumstances," An old woman began to whisper across the fire. "She was a foolish girl." All the children perked, clinging to the grass around them. This old woman came around the leaf village all but once a month and sat on the top of the Hokage Monument to tell this exact same story, true, most of the children had heard this tale before, but coming to the monument became an obligation for the adolescents.

"She was a beautiful girl," Her voice came out raspy and harsh, "A strong medic, a worthy praise to the Konoha Village." The children nodded, leaning forward. "She was quite the Kunoichi, but even at age sixteen she was extremely naive."

"How could she be so wonderful?" A small voice escaped the lips of a small child, which were quickly replaced by both his hands, "If she was so naïve?" The woman smiled sadly touching her face as though the words had stung her.

"Being in love makes people do things they wouldn't normally do." The words slipped out of her lips and a few of the small Kunoichi sighed dreamily, wishing she'd continue. The woman folded her hands and locked her eyes with the flames in front of her.

"She was very much in love with a man who betrayed the Konoha Village, and would stop at nothing to bring him back." Flames reflected in her dull orbs, making the children shift uncomfortably. "She had ordered squads of many to find him, even going on some herself-"

"But they couldn't find him, right?" The same voice piped, earning various glares from the rest of the children, but the woman only nodded, "It had been at most two years since he had left, and she grew restless. So on the anniversary of his disappearance; she left Konoha, just as he had."

Small gasps were heard throughout the crowd, "She knew nothing of where he was, or how different he may have become. But she decided love was more than worth the risks that were to come." Some of the kids sighed, while others blurted out comments 'that's not love, that's obsession,'

"It was an obsession," She agreed, letting her hands fold and unfold, "But to her it was real, to this girl, it was worth her life and beyond."

"She had run for twenty days straight, not knowing how many ABNU were after her, trying to find a safe place to rest. It took another ten days to find one. A small cave, it was horrendously small, barely big enough to fit herself. But the ABNU following her would never have crossed it. And if they did, she had lined thin chakra strings around the area, decapitating anyone who crossed it. And if the still managed to get passed, she had coated them with an unheard of poison."

"To her own village, that's unforgivable." A violet haired girl spoke, crossing her arms. The old woman nodded, "Forgiveness was not what she wanted," the small Kunoichi let her arms fall, and gave an apologetic smile.

"What was her name?" All the children nodded, leaning in even closer then jumping back when the edges of flames hit their noses.

She looked up at the darkening sky, watching the moon slowly replace the sun. Her breath whistled out of her lips, letting the wind blow her gray tresses wildly. "Her name was Haruno Sakura."

Loose locks of pink fell down a slender back, nearly skimming the soil beneath her, as she took her old friends crimson ribbon out. It had been a month since she had been in any contact with another human being, which made her desperate for another's company.

But she kept on track, writing notes in the dirt and bark around her so no one would know what she was up to. Bringing along paper would've been a nuisance. She had figured if Orochimaru's headquarters were in the south, it would've been her best bet. She picked up little bits of conversation from the terrified villagers, soon leaning that Orochimaru had attacked Cloud. She had little to go on but she assumed he would attack blood next, going in a counter-clockwise circle until they reached Konoha.

Villagers always came around this area, giving her a little bit of comfort. She listened to their conversations and closed her eyes, pretending she was involved to. Imagining her and all the friends she left behind, laughing and sipping cocoa like they used to. Sakura shook her head. She had diminished all chances of that ever happening, and slowly, she began to wonder if she had done the right thing.

"She stayed in that cave for a little more than six days taking down notes, and finding herbs and fruits that would help her. Preparing for when she did find her true love." A petite girl piped in, "She finds him, doesn't she? And they live happily ever after." Everyone looked at her, making a deep scarlet replace her unusually pale skin.

"Ah, she does find him, but happily ever after is defined so crudely, isn't it?" The little girl quirked an eyebrow as the old woman shifted in her seat, "Now if you don't let me continue, I won't be able to finish the story before night fall."

Silence fell over the children as her lips spread open once again, lost in memory. "Many villagers from many different villages had been wounded by her chakra strings. She had always cured them, making sure all the poison was out of their system. There was not one man she couldn't heal, but she wasn't counting on healing a god. And to heal him would be to destroy all of Konoha."

Her breath stood still, her heart had stopped beating. And she was sure she was trembling on the outside as well as in. Emerald orbs stayed as wide and afraid as her skin would allow. Everything around her seemed to freeze as she locked eyes with one of the most feared men of legends. Everything from his face to his body petrified her.

He clutched his neck, glaring at the pink haired beauty in front of him. Blood seeped through his hands and onto the ground. How had he been so careless? To actually walk into a chakra string was beyond him. None the less a mediocre medic's chakra strings. He watched her lips part to let a barely audible 'eep' slip out.

"Go-gomen n-na-nasai," Sakura began, sucking in her breath, "These-these were n-not placed for y-you." She bowed her head, unsure if she should heal the monster or leave him be.

"This," The man sneered, eyes bolted on her, "is humiliating." Sakura bowed even lower, letting her long locks rest on the ground, "I assume this poor excuse for poison is your remedy, yes?" He spat, disgusted with everything about this girl, from her hair to her stuttering.

When her head gave a weak nod, he continued, "Then you will heal this," He unclasped is hand from his neck letting crimson pour out from underneath. Sakura wanted nothing more then to run away and let him die, but instead she gave another weak nod.

"This is a deep w-wound, I am afraid taking-taking out the poison will take more tha-than a week's time." Sakura's voice had turned into a whisper, not wanting to be heard or seen. His eyebrows furrowed as he lowered himself to the ground, "I expect to be fully healed by tomorrow."

It astonished her that he was being so civil. And that astonished him even more; this girl was far beyond his ideal version of pathetic. She was common. She had no such confidence. She was a Konoha citizen. His eyes snapped to hers, "If you try and kill me, I will take your life without hesitation."

Sakura nodded, placing a dry cloth around his wound letting the blood soak itself up. She could see a small fragment of bone, and sighed shakily. Her body quivered, his body was as cold as ice, which was something she wasn't used to. He observed her hovering his body, lips opening every six seconds figuring out what to say.

"I will need to take your cloak off," His brow raised slightly as he let her strip off his cloak and placing it gently on the ground.

"I'll need to replace the tissue you've damaged," Sakura spoke softly, taking in all his features. His burgundy hair came over his headband, brushing against a straight line of piercings running down his nose. He was just as the stories had described, they had everything right. Her gazed followed down his body, to his hand.

"Zero," escaped the girl's lips as she watched his right thumb ball into a fist. "Like looking into a mirror isn't it?" He scoffed, Sakura narrowed her eyes, ripping off the cloth "Not qu-quite," She put her hands on both sides of his wound and let her chakra run through his body.

"I'll need y-you to drink this," She dipped her hand into a steaming, mud made bowl. The liquid was thick and managed to stay in her hands without seeping through the cracks. He eyed it; the liquid was a russet color, thick and substantial. "It will draw out mo-most of the poison, and rise the re-remaining to your pours so I-I can remove it manually."

He opened his mouth, letting her slip the liquid in between his lips. He tried not to taste it but his tongue flickered violently, twisting in the putred fluid. It was burnt, he notice, crisps flicked around his teeth. Soon his whole body was on fire, he cringed, his legs went numb as did his arms. Sharp pains ran through his stomach, he let a soft growl escape. Sakura watched him struggle through the pain, which was ironic, considering.

Sakura released more chakra, forcing the poison rise out of his skin. Quickly she dabbed away at the hot liquid forming large bulges on his skin. Each growing as if about to burst.

He watched in agony, he had never seen this before. More of his skin pressed into the abnormal swelling around his chest. Sakura's brow furrowed slightly, "This isn't supposed to be happening." Her voice drifted, concerned more for her health than his.

"The liquid shouldn't be keeping itself inside like this, at this rate I'll have to-" Sakura stopped, Oh god no. Pein watched her, holding his hard gaze, "Pein-sama," She began, it shocked him that she held such boldness to speak his name, "If you want to live I-"

He cut her off with a nod, not quite sure what she was going to do. But he's be damned if he had this skin condition for the rest of his days. Hell, even Kisame would make fun of him.

She bent over, disgusted, and placed her lips over one of the bulges. He began to feel her sucking the venom out. Truth be told, it made both of them feel sorry for her, well, as much as humanly possible for a god to feel. She raised her head and spat onto the ground, letting the soil immediately soak it up. She opened her lips again, and repeated.

A large part of her felt like vomiting right there, but an even larger part of her didn't want to die before her seventeenth birthday.

She only left one last boil, and stared at it intently. She then began writing on the dirt with her finger, making Pein turn restless. She then turned to his large wound and lifted up a delicate eyebrow. "If there's any more poison left in your body, I'll know by nightfall."

"I will not waste my time here. Fix this now," He ordered, clenching his teeth.

"Gomen nasai," Sakura bowed her head, and turned away. A large hand cupped her face and forced it towards his own. "You are not forgiven."

"That's disgusting, baa-san." The violet girl crinkled her nose.

"Yes, it was. But she didn't have a choice; he was a very powerful man." The old lady smiled bitterly, "And she needed to live in order to find her love." The children raised their brows, muttering phrases 'you couldn't pay me 100, 000, 000 yen to do that.'

She smiled, "But the lumps of poison kept coming up throughout the night, she repeated what she had done but in the morning they were back once more. She couldn't figure it out, nor has anyone since, and the Akatsuki leader grew restless and more livid by the second." A few snorts were heard among the twelve children.

"By the next morning his wound was almost healed, she had been working on it all night, and when the sun rose her chakra was completely gone." "SHE DOESN'T DIE, DOES SHE?" Gasps were heard amongst the children..

"No Yuki, but she would've been better off. Even with a wounded neck he managed to throw her unconscious. She would heal him, those were his thoughts, after that she'd be of no use." Cries flooded the woman's ears, making her tip over slightly.

"He wouldn't kill her, would he? HE CANT." The lady shook her head and smiled, "This is only where the story begins, children. This is only the beginning."

NEXT CHAPTER:

"You will heal what you have created," A voice shot from across the room, waking her out from the dark. Her cheek was pressed roughly against the floor. Wait, a floor? Her eyes flickered around her, black walls, stone. She defiantly wasn't in the cave anymore.

Why was she here? Where was she? Thoughts pounded her through her mind, this couldn't be happening. She locked eyes with her captors and shook her head, "Y-you-" She spat, and then clutched her neck, holding a large purple bruise with blood scattered over the skin wound.

"You will have seven hours each day," His hard gaze seemed to pin her down, "Do not be late, do not waste this time." A cloak glimmered before, she raised her face to see Pein hovering over her, "The fact I am able to continue with my duties is the only reason you're alive."

He ripped out a kunai and drove it through his left palm, letting the blood seep out and absorb itself into the pink haired girl. "As long as you're here, you will not speak unless spoken to. You will not wander; your limits are this room. You are no guest. You are a-"

"Prisoner?" She spat, snapping her teeth shut. How could she have been so careless? She should've let him die right when she had the chance. His tongue clicked, letting saliva flick itself onto her face, "A tool may fit the description better."

"Oh don't worry; in this critical situation I am in no hurry to receive any adulation." She fought with what little energy she had, he cupped her chin letting her face close in on his, "A tool does not need to be praised, only admired and put to work."

He ripped out one piercing from his ear and wedged it into her skin. Earning a short, earsplitting screech from the pale woman. "You are mine until you are of no use."

RE: I'm not to sure about this one, but a pein/sakura is so seductive.

Muah!