Goddesses and gods, part two

A beaten army

"Oh. Umm...I have no idea." Sakura looked down sheepishly. After all that work to escape and reclaiming her power, she was had no idea where to find itachi.
"Well, we need to find Itachi, right? And all of the other gods and goddesses were going to take you to him-if we are right, so why don't we -well, you, get captured?"
"That could work. But you'd follow behind and help right?"
Ino snorted. "Of course you idiot, why wouldn't I? Now let's go get you captured."

They had headed back to to forest, and now sakura was in a petal strewn clearing, Ino hiding in a tree above.
Now all they had to do was wait-the others must have seen the petal explosions from before, and would be here soon.
If I'm right, they won't kill me-but if I'm wrong, I'll have to fight.
While she thought, -what if I have to kill someone?- Sakura scanned the area around her, watching for their approach-though her army should keep them from coming for an hour or two.

A kunai flew out of the trees to the left of her, and sakura rolled, coming up with a kunai that she threw in answer.
How are they here so fast?
Lee stepped out of the trees from her left, Hinata at her right, And Neji and naruto at her front.
So Sasuke is behind me.
I know I need to put up some fight-enough that it's not suspicious that I'm captured.
Well, not like the fact that my seal is all over me is suspicious. And I can't release it, I need to save that trump card for later. So it looks like I have no healing, no strength, just knives, aganst the most powerful deities in the city. And, I somehow have to not get injured badly either.
I really should have thought this through more.

Sakura threw a barrage of kunai at neji and hinata-if they took her down, her blocked chakra paths would stop her from fighting Itachi. The second to last she threw at them had a tag on it, one she designed herself. It would explode and put out a gas that would put people to sleep. Her last tag was an exploding tag, so the gas would just look like smoke from the explosions.
Did I get them?
When the smoke cleared, neji and hinata were unconscious.
Good. Now that that's taken care of I can-
Sakura looked down in alarm as scratches and gashes appeared on her body. Next, a mountain of fatigue pressed down on her, making her clear cut movements of before into sloppy ones.
Her right arm became dislocated, and her left had a couple of slashed on it that bled continuously. Her joints stared to ache, feeling like they were being stretched and pushed down on at the same time. Her left knee buckled. Pain would it's way around her leg, constructing in spasms. Her knee was definitely broken.
Shit! This is my army's injuries-I guess I accidentally reclaimed the power (and the injuries) from them as well as my forest.
They really beat my army up the little...
Sakura muttered all the insults she knew, and then thought up a few more. This completely ruined her plan.

Wait. This can work in my favor. I can't heal now, but these injuries stop me from fighting-so now, they don't have to really incapacitate me. All I have to do is struggle a bit more against them-they should find it easy enough to capture me.
Naruto, lee, and Sasuke watched her as she fell-her falling down injured out of the blue probably looked like a trap.
But when she tried to get up, a short sword held defensively in her hand, and fell, Sasuke-with the others waiting behind-walked toward her.

Sakura was sitting, her broken knee out in front of her, her slashed arm trying to have enough strength to hold up the sword and failing.

She was so tired and Sakura could barley lift her head to look up as he came to her.
Sakura hated the blank look on his face-although his face was usually cold, now his face was an emotionless wall.

He stopped in front of her, a knife in his hand. After a still moment, he bent down, grabbing her hair and pulling her face towards him.
He saw blood and bruises, nicks and cuts, and her eyes, so bright with power a few minutes ago almost shut.

She saw nothing of him, not his smug superiority over others, not his anger and fear, not the loneliness he tried so hard to hide from himself. Not the love that had been there recently whenever he looked at her.

He raised the knife.

Panic;
Was I wrong? Is he going to kill me?

then realization.
Ino won't make it in time.

And he brought the knife down.