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I've edited my old scanned SasoSaku pic as a fanart for my favourite SasoSaku fanfic called Eternity by Penguingurl12.

In the pic, Sasori is savouring a sweet, tantarizing scent of Sakura who's unconcious in his arms.. You will know why she's in the state if you read the chapter. *smirks*

Eternity by Penguingal12

Chapter VI

As Yamato had predicted, the team reached the town they were headed for by nightfall, more accurately around sunset.

The town was smaller than Sakura had imagined, with a population of about one-eighth of Konohagakure’s. It was small, but quaint.

They had stopped for dinner at a cheap sushi bar, and then headed off to the nearest inn, as they needed all the rest they could get. Yamato wanted them in Suna by tomorrow night, despite it being quite a ways off. Exactly the reason he was forcing them to wake up at about five to continue their journey.

Sakura would be just a tad pissed if they didn’t make it to Suna. She cherished her sleep, thank you very much.

Sleep didn’t come easily when she first lie down. Maybe it was because of the early hour, or maybe it was because of the recent threat to her well-being.

Either way Sakura found herself wide awake for the hour after she had lain down. Deciding that it was a waste of time to lie there, she got up and pulled back on her clothes.

It wasn’t the best idea at the moment, but she was going for a walk.

The night air was refreshingly cool against her warm skin. The breeze was just strong enough to sway the tree branches and flowers every so slightly.

Sakura loved this time of night. It was so peaceful and serene; sometimes she wished it could be like this all day, every day.

Then again, there were times she enjoyed the sunshine and blue sky as well.

The only figures still out were men at the bars, which she avoided for good reasons, and women sitting in their windows, waiting for their husbands and sons to return home for the night. She hoped when she was older, she wasn’t one of those women. Knowing better, she wouldn’t have the time to be; she’d have duties of her own.

Taking small dirt paths and side streets rather than main roads and dark alleyways, Sakura circled around the town, taking in sights she may never have the chance to see again.

The town was lovely, if she did say so herself. She almost wished someone were here to enjoy the walk with her…

A voice in the back of her head warned her, and sent chills down her spine.

Be careful what you wish for.

It was as if she had spoken aloud, and some lone figure on the road as well at this time of night had answered her.

Picking up her pace, she quickly remembered exactly why she hadn’t wanted to leave the inn at the first place.

No matter how safe the town could be, especially with four Konohagakure shinobi, her being one of them, no one stood a chance against an S-ranked criminal. Not even her.

Suddenly, the once calm and beautiful town had turned ugly and chaotic. The same sights she had passed before were deformed and horrid, and the dark night sky above seemed to be swallowing any light illuminating the darkest areas.

It was as if she had fallen victim to the Mangekyou Sharingan, just as her ssensei had; a world of disgusting, bone-chilling illusions that you couldn’t escape, no matter how hard you possibly tried.

Too bad it wasn’t Itachi that was after her. At this point, she almost wished it were. At least he allowed his victims to live, even if it were after much suffering.

Footsteps behind her put her on high alert. She turned around to see a drunken man looking at her, glassy-eyed from the side of the road.

“Where you headin’ sweetheart?” He called after a low whistle. Disgusting.

Without thinking twice, she ran. As fast as her legs could carry her, she ran.

When she got to the road the inn was on, she stopped. This wasn’t where the inn was- she didn’t recognize it at all. Nothing in this area was familiar.

Sakura wandered, her heart pounding in her ears. One question repeated over and over in her mind:

Where am I?

Lost and confused, tears stung at the corners of her eyes. Fear and anxiety had taken their toll on her for the time being, and she was close to crying. It was weak for a ninja to cry, but she would if she lost all hope.

Footsteps became audible as they came closer. She froze, her eyes darting around, searching for a place to hide. There was nowhere to hide. Whoever it was, they would see her before she could get far enough.

A calm, almost emotionless voice sounded from behind her, freezing her to the spot.

“Are you lost?”

The voice was so familiar, it made her sick. Her stomach lurched and churned, and her head spun. No…it couldn’t be…she refused to believe it was even a possibility that the voice belonged to—

Sasori.

He stood there, his crimson eyes fixed directly on her, his red bangs blowing over his eyes.

“You should know better than to be out at this time of night, Sakura.”

She wanted to run, but her feet were stuck fast the ground beneath her. Even if she could run, she wouldn’t get away fast enough. He was far too quick and tactful to let her get away.

She shut her eyes as he approached her from behind, trailing his fingers across the back of her neck.

“Sakura, Sakura. My darling Sakura.” His voice drifted along on the breeze and echoed in her ears. “It’s a pleasure to see you again, conscious too.”

He didn’t just leave her those notes at night, he watched her sleep. Something vile rose from the pit of her stomach up her throat, but went back down before it actually left her body.

His fingers had left her neck, as his arms were now around her waist. His breath was warm against her ear as he whispered to her. “I’ve missed you.”

When she finally managed to speak, she couldn’t scream as she’d hoped. Still, though strangled, words managed to escape her lips. “I wish I could say the same.”

“Now don’t be so bitter,” he scolded, nuzzling her face. “I came here to see you. You should be grateful.”

“Grateful, why? Because you’re stalking me?” At this, he laughed.

“Didn’t anyone teach you to hold your tongue as a child?” He asked, but didn’t wait for an answer. “Such an ill-mannered girl. It’s a wonder I’m so infatuated with you- it’s a wonder anyone would be.”

“You asshole! If I had half a mind, I would…” she didn’t have time to finish. He grasped her jaw tightly and turned her head to face him as she spoke, cutting off her words with a kiss.

Her body had lost all feeling by now; she was positively numb.

She loathed him in a way no person could say with words, yet she found herself giving into the temptation of his kiss.

Thankfully, just as she began to kiss him back, he pulled away, leaving her dazed and starry-eyed. He smiled.

“I’m sorry, that was rude of me. What was it you were saying?”

Bastard. She spat in her head. He had done that on purpose so she wouldn’t remember what she had been saying. Instead, her words came out a bit differently.

“I was saying I must be going,” she growled under her breath, writhing in his grasp.

“Where to? As I recall, you’re lost.” He emphasized the word lost, making her feel like an idiot. “Maybe you’d like me to escort you back?” It was more of a statement than a question.

“I’ll be just fine on my own.” By now, Sakura would have put up a physical fight, but she didn’t feel the need to, as Sasori wasn’t really hurting her. Aggravating her? Absolutely. Hurting her? No.

Ignoring her words, she could feel his fingers on her neck. “I’m sorry, I hope this doesn’t hurt too badly.”

Before she could protest, her vision blurred and the world around her went black.

Description
I've edited my old scanned SasoSaku pic as a fanart for my favourite SasoSaku fanfic called Eternity by Penguingurl12.

In the pic, Sasori is savouring a sweet, tantarizing scent of Sakura who's unconcious in his arms.. You will know why she's in the state if you read the chapter. *smirks*

Eternity by Penguingal12

Chapter VI

As Yamato had predicted, the team reached the town they were headed for by nightfall, more accurately around sunset.

The town was smaller than Sakura had imagined, with a population of about one-eighth of Konohagakure’s. It was small, but quaint.

They had stopped for dinner at a cheap sushi bar, and then headed off to the nearest inn, as they needed all the rest they could get. Yamato wanted them in Suna by tomorrow night, despite it being quite a ways off. Exactly the reason he was forcing them to wake up at about five to continue their journey.

Sakura would be just a tad pissed if they didn’t make it to Suna. She cherished her sleep, thank you very much.

Sleep didn’t come easily when she first lie down. Maybe it was because of the early hour, or maybe it was because of the recent threat to her well-being.

Either way Sakura found herself wide awake for the hour after she had lain down. Deciding that it was a waste of time to lie there, she got up and pulled back on her clothes.

It wasn’t the best idea at the moment, but she was going for a walk.

The night air was refreshingly cool against her warm skin. The breeze was just strong enough to sway the tree branches and flowers every so slightly.

Sakura loved this time of night. It was so peaceful and serene; sometimes she wished it could be like this all day, every day.

Then again, there were times she enjoyed the sunshine and blue sky as well.

The only figures still out were men at the bars, which she avoided for good reasons, and women sitting in their windows, waiting for their husbands and sons to return home for the night. She hoped when she was older, she wasn’t one of those women. Knowing better, she wouldn’t have the time to be; she’d have duties of her own.

Taking small dirt paths and side streets rather than main roads and dark alleyways, Sakura circled around the town, taking in sights she may never have the chance to see again.

The town was lovely, if she did say so herself. She almost wished someone were here to enjoy the walk with her…

A voice in the back of her head warned her, and sent chills down her spine.

Be careful what you wish for.

It was as if she had spoken aloud, and some lone figure on the road as well at this time of night had answered her.

Picking up her pace, she quickly remembered exactly why she hadn’t wanted to leave the inn at the first place.

No matter how safe the town could be, especially with four Konohagakure shinobi, her being one of them, no one stood a chance against an S-ranked criminal. Not even her.

Suddenly, the once calm and beautiful town had turned ugly and chaotic. The same sights she had passed before were deformed and horrid, and the dark night sky above seemed to be swallowing any light illuminating the darkest areas.

It was as if she had fallen victim to the Mangekyou Sharingan, just as her ssensei had; a world of disgusting, bone-chilling illusions that you couldn’t escape, no matter how hard you possibly tried.

Too bad it wasn’t Itachi that was after her. At this point, she almost wished it were. At least he allowed his victims to live, even if it were after much suffering.

Footsteps behind her put her on high alert. She turned around to see a drunken man looking at her, glassy-eyed from the side of the road.

“Where you headin’ sweetheart?” He called after a low whistle. Disgusting.

Without thinking twice, she ran. As fast as her legs could carry her, she ran.

When she got to the road the inn was on, she stopped. This wasn’t where the inn was- she didn’t recognize it at all. Nothing in this area was familiar.

Sakura wandered, her heart pounding in her ears. One question repeated over and over in her mind:

Where am I?

Lost and confused, tears stung at the corners of her eyes. Fear and anxiety had taken their toll on her for the time being, and she was close to crying. It was weak for a ninja to cry, but she would if she lost all hope.

Footsteps became audible as they came closer. She froze, her eyes darting around, searching for a place to hide. There was nowhere to hide. Whoever it was, they would see her before she could get far enough.

A calm, almost emotionless voice sounded from behind her, freezing her to the spot.

“Are you lost?”

The voice was so familiar, it made her sick. Her stomach lurched and churned, and her head spun. No…it couldn’t be…she refused to believe it was even a possibility that the voice belonged to—

Sasori.

He stood there, his crimson eyes fixed directly on her, his red bangs blowing over his eyes.

“You should know better than to be out at this time of night, Sakura.”

She wanted to run, but her feet were stuck fast the ground beneath her. Even if she could run, she wouldn’t get away fast enough. He was far too quick and tactful to let her get away.

She shut her eyes as he approached her from behind, trailing his fingers across the back of her neck.

“Sakura, Sakura. My darling Sakura.” His voice drifted along on the breeze and echoed in her ears. “It’s a pleasure to see you again, conscious too.”

He didn’t just leave her those notes at night, he watched her sleep. Something vile rose from the pit of her stomach up her throat, but went back down before it actually left her body.

His fingers had left her neck, as his arms were now around her waist. His breath was warm against her ear as he whispered to her. “I’ve missed you.”

When she finally managed to speak, she couldn’t scream as she’d hoped. Still, though strangled, words managed to escape her lips. “I wish I could say the same.”

“Now don’t be so bitter,” he scolded, nuzzling her face. “I came here to see you. You should be grateful.”

“Grateful, why? Because you’re stalking me?” At this, he laughed.

“Didn’t anyone teach you to hold your tongue as a child?” He asked, but didn’t wait for an answer. “Such an ill-mannered girl. It’s a wonder I’m so infatuated with you- it’s a wonder anyone would be.”

“You asshole! If I had half a mind, I would…” she didn’t have time to finish. He grasped her jaw tightly and turned her head to face him as she spoke, cutting off her words with a kiss.

Her body had lost all feeling by now; she was positively numb.

She loathed him in a way no person could say with words, yet she found herself giving into the temptation of his kiss.

Thankfully, just as she began to kiss him back, he pulled away, leaving her dazed and starry-eyed. He smiled.

“I’m sorry, that was rude of me. What was it you were saying?”

Bastard. She spat in her head. He had done that on purpose so she wouldn’t remember what she had been saying. Instead, her words came out a bit differently.

“I was saying I must be going,” she growled under her breath, writhing in his grasp.

“Where to? As I recall, you’re lost.” He emphasized the word lost, making her feel like an idiot. “Maybe you’d like me to escort you back?” It was more of a statement than a question.

“I’ll be just fine on my own.” By now, Sakura would have put up a physical fight, but she didn’t feel the need to, as Sasori wasn’t really hurting her. Aggravating her? Absolutely. Hurting her? No.

Ignoring her words, she could feel his fingers on her neck. “I’m sorry, I hope this doesn’t hurt too badly.”

Before she could protest, her vision blurred and the world around her went black.