-Samaru's P.O.V-
I blinked my eyes open as I awoke. But I immediately froze, seeing as I was laying on Sasukes chest. I replayed yesterday in my head and mentally cursed myself. I hadn't even realized that Sasuke had woken up. I whipped my head towards him as he poked me.
"Uh. Hi." I blushed slightly. Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
"Why are you in here." He said more than asked. That's when it hit me. Obito you sneaky bastard. I wasn't the only one he drugged.
"Y-you don't remember...?" I asked in slight disbelief. I finally got to tell someone how I really felt, and he doesn't even remember it.
"Remember what?" Instead of answering, I stood, hiding my face with my hair. This was humiliating. I fumed as I stomped down the hall to where Obito was, small claws replacing my nails. Once I got to his office, I slammed the door open.
"What the fuck Obito." My teeth were clenched as I stalked over to him.
"Good morning." He chuckled.
"Cut the bull shit." I said, "Why did I remember what happened when you drugged me, but Sasuke doesn't?" I asked, calming a bit.
"Why do you care?" He leaned forward on his desk, making me growl.
"I don't! I just want an explanation." I was in denial for what had happened yesterday, "And why did they make me cry?! You know that's exactly what I'm trying to avoid doing, asshole."
"I'll tell you if you calm down." Obito instructed, making me huff and cross my arms, "The reason you remembered the events faster is because you've had it before." My ears pricked as he went on, "Orochimaru used to give you pills so that you would release the hate you had inside of you and destroy everything." I glared at the masked man, "You must not remember telling Itachi about all the experiments."
"I told him...?" I whispered to myself.
"Yes. The reason Sasuke doesn't remember yet is because he's never had the drug. Give him an hour." I nodded a bit.
"What do they do exactly?"
"They expose your inner feelings that you don't want anyone else to see. You got so used to hating things that it became your way of life, so you didn't need the medication anymore. But now, since all you feel is hatred, there is something else under that. Under the darkness. That would be sadness and misery." Obito explained, making me tense, "So when Sasuke kissed you. That meant that he's been hiding his feelings for you." My eyes widened in shock at the thought.
"That can't be true...." I said, "He hates me." My eyes flickered from Obito to my fist. I was shaking.
"He just wants you to think that." That's when it hit me and I glared at him again.
"I know you Obito. You're just trying to mess with me. Bastard." I growled, turning to leave, when he just laughed. I turned my head to tell him off, when the door flew open and a pair of hands grabbed me.
"Have fun." I heard Obito call as I was being dragged out. I quickly scratched the pair of hands, making the person hiss in pain and release me.
"Karin?" I asked, tilting my head. The woman turned to me with a glare.
"YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE SO RUDE!" She yelled, making me cringe.
"What do you want? I was talking to Madara about important stuff." I said, returning the glare. Karin turned away.
"Sasuke wants to see you." She mumbled, making me freeze. She must be jealous. I would've made fun of her or teased her about it, but I was in too much of a mood to do so.
"Fine." I growled. Maybe Obito was telling the truth. Whatever. I walked with her to Sasukes room, but before I stepped inside, I stopped and turned towards the red head, "You don't have to be jealous. I don't like Sasuke like you do. Hell. I don't even like him to begin with." I said, nearly emotionless as I turned the doorknob slowly. I took a deep breath and opened it, only to be met by Sasukes back as he starred out of a window. I quickly grabbed a kunai and hid it in the sleeve of my cloak.
"I wanted to make a deal with you." He said, turning his head slightly. I scowled at him, squeezing on the kunai.
"What kind of deal?" I asked hesitantly. Sasuke fully turned, and when I saw his face, I knew he was serious. A heavy smirk laid there, almost making me sick.
"I keep you sane, even if you don't want to admit it." He started, making me tense and get my kunai ready. Sasukes eyes flickered from my sleeve to my eyes as he spoke, "I want you to stay loyal to me. Until I die."
"Why would I do that." I clenched my jaw as he raised an eyebrow, "Why do you need me anyways? What are you planning?" I interrogated.
"I know what happened last night. I remembered when I woke up. I give you a sense of comfort. You said it yourself, I'm the only thing of Itachi you have left." He said, making me narrow my eyes.
"So what." I said through clenched teeth. I swear to God I'm so close to just killing him. Before he spoke again, I sighed, softening my facial expression and just starring at him. I guess I'll hear him out.
"So, if you stay by my side, I will grant you a sense of... affection. I will be your new Itachi." That made me go off. I changed forms and bolted forward, pinning him to the ground.
"Get that stupid grin off your face you asshole." I growled, about ready to rip his face off.
"I see you're very sensitive when it comes to my brother." Sasuke replied, realizing his idea was a damn bad one. I changed forms and took the kunai that had been in my sleeve and put it to his neck.
"Say another word about Itachi. I dare you." I said, angry as hell that he'd even think of something like this.
"You told me that you felt the same about me and Itachi. Did you not?" Sasuke smirked again, making me tighten my grip on the kunai and scowl harder.
"Quit messing with me!" I shouted, "You are nothing like Itachi, and you never will be. It doesn't matter how many people you kill, or what villages you destroy." I suddenly took the knife away from his neck, standing up at his side, "However, I will make a deal with you." I starred down at him with disgust as he stood as well, "On one condition...." I hid my face behind my hair, pretending to give in.
"And what would that be?" He asked, standing super close now. I clenched a fist, shaking a bit out of anger. All was silent, until I broke it.
"BRING ITACHI BACK TO ME!" I screamed, punching him right in the face. I breathed heavily as I felt power coursing through me. I got into a fighting stance as Sasuke drew his sword. He knew better than to look me in the eyes, so I bolted forward, aiming at his stupid face with claws this time, but he managed to dodge, making me furious. I flicked my figures, trying to catch the bastard in my jutsu, but he knew my attack patterns pretty well. I felt a blade meet my neck as Sasuke stood tall behind me. I wasn't going to waste my arms on him yet, so I stayed still until the door flew open. I turned my head, quickly making eye contact with Suigetsu and Jugo, leaving Karin, because she isn't a threat. I rose them to the air, glancing at Sasuke, "Let me go or you team dies." My voice was just about monotone. The metal slid slowly across my neck, as if to scare me.
"What is the meaning of this?" Obito said from the doorway. I cracked my neck, then tugged my sleeve up a few inches. Because I didn't have my bandages on under it, a small black symbol was tattooed onto my arm. I gave Obito the most mildly irritated look I could think of, then did a hand sign, "Samaru!" He yelled before an explosion sounded from the rest of the hideout. I then did the same sign, activating another jutsu on my arm. I transferred from the room and ended up next to the Leaf Village as one of my clones. I was balanced on the tall wall around the village, looking down to see the people of the Leaf walking up and down the streets of Konoha without a care in the world. I often switched from clones to my real body because of Sasukes pissy attitude. I'll just take a few days out here. My body that was at the hideout was now gone, or hidden.
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Death Lust (Book 2 Of Blood Lust, A Naruto FanFic)
FanfictionSamaru Goya is now 15 years old, and she's more powerful than ever, having mastered her eye. But now that she knows about her past, how will she coup will the death of her creator? What about the death of her love? Warning: Colorful Language and Sex...