Chapter 6

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Sakura opened her eyes only to close them back from the harsh lighting. She slowly opens her eyes again trying to get use to the bright lighting. She sat up on the rock hard bed that she was laying on. Looking around to find that she was by herself in a small room with no windows. There were many candles, which gave off a lot of light in the room. The walls were made out of dirt. The bed was the only thing in the room, other than Sakura. It smelled musky and old in the room with a small hint of smoke from the candles.


Sakura located a small wooden door that was across the room. She carefully slid off of the hard bed only to meet the cold dirt floor beneath her. She looked down at her appearance. She wasn't wearing any shoes. All she had on was a large pale yellow shirt that went down a little past her butt. She started wondering who had changed her, then a cold chill ran down her spine when she thought of Madara. After all he wanted kids from her a few years ago.

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"She's awake at last. Deidara go get her." Madara commanded a man with long blond hair and ocean blue eyes. Deidara nodded his head and made his way to the door. He walked down a poorly lit hallway. After he found the door that he wanted to enter he opened the door with a squeak. His eyes landed on a half naked girl with stunning green eyes and pink hair. She was looking at him, ready to attack at any moment.


"Calm down Sakura, I'm not here to hurt you, hn" Deidara said while closing the door with yet again another squeak.

"And why should I believe you?" Sakura shot back. She didn't trust the blond in front of her for an instant. Over the years, when she was staying with them, she learned that Deidara is very conniving, and unpredictable. No one ever knows what he's going to do next.


Deidara walked closer and leaned in so only she would be able to hear.

"Because, we're all on Itachi's side."

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Well there's another chapter. If something does not make since then please tell me, also sorry for any misspells or grammar and all that other good stuff. Please comment and vote.

I'm still holding onto something that isn't here anymore, wishing it will come back. Knowing it wont.

                  ~ Sakura Haruno

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