Dinner
"What the fuck?" Sakura flinched when she saw Seth's glare, "Why is she here Uchiha?" Sasuke stared blankly at the puffing man for a minute and then turned his mother. "How are you feeling today, did your unpacking run smoothly?" His mother smiled softly. Sakura was amazed, the woman really was beautiful, "yes it did, son."
Seth was furious; he slammed his fist into the table, "how do you ignore me in my house!" The Uchiha's eyes turned from his mother to Sakura. He idly fingered a strand of her long hair underneath the table. Seth stood up from his seat, "servants and not allowed to eat at the table!" Sakura stared down at her lap. She could feel Seth's glare on her.
"Your hair is so long, Sakura." Sasuke said, easily bringing one of the long strands to his nose, "not to mention that it's pink… It smells good too. Did you use my soap?" He glanced at Seth and smirked. The angry man's face turning completely red as he turned to his father, "he can't do this, make her leave!"
"If she goes, I'm going to, but I won't just be skipping out on dinner. I'll be going home," a small gasp was heard from the people around the table. He turned to Ino, "and we wouldn't want that, now would we?" Seth screamed, "I don't give a –" Ino stopped him, "Seth, shut up and sit down." She smiled as sexily as she could manage. Mrs. Yamanaka smiled nervously, "yes, we wouldn't want our guests to leave early without completing their business." She looked around nervously and clapped her hands, "we're ready to be served!"
An appetizer, some sort of soup, was placed in front of each person. After a bowl was placed in front of Sasuke the girl bowed, "my greatest apologies, sir, but we did not prepare enough to serve eleven." The Uchiha gave a nod and waved her off, "I'll be able to forgive your insolence tonight, but don't let it happen again." The woman nodded in my room. For a moment there was silence. No one touched their food; they all stared at Sasuke waiting for him to make a move. Sakura fought the urge to turn red when she realized that it was because of her, she is getting unnecessary attention from those above her. It never led to anything good.
To everyone's surprise, Sasuke was not the one to take the first bite; it was his older brother, Itachi. He seemed to be the calmest one out of all of them; maybe it was because his bangs covered his eyes. He leaned back in his chair and nonchalantly brought the soup bowl to his mouth. Sakura wondered why he had asked for a personal slave as well. Seeing the eldest Uchiha son's movement snapped everyone else at the table out of their trance and each one carefully brought a spoonful of the soup to their mouths as if it were poisoned. Soon enough everyone on the table is telling stories and jokes. Sakura even had to laugh at a few, even though she was so nervous she could hardly move. Something felt weird, like someone's eyes were on her, and they weren't Seth's she would've been able to tell that. She turned the Sasuke, but he was deeply engaged in a conversation with his mother.
"It wasn't my turn," Sakura turned to find the onyx eyes of the eldest Uchiha son boring into her… and he obviously didn't have any intention of turning away when she met his gaze. The older Uchiha took another rude sip from the soup bowl and licked his lips, "but if I had known that the slaves here we so… Delicious, I might have-"
"Sadly, older brother, it is not your turn," Sasuke said, staring at his brother darkly, "I'm sure you will be able to find some other means of entertainment… you always do." His brother smiled, but there was something about it that scared Sakura out of her mind; and how had he known what she was thinking?
"I do, don't I?" The elder son said, leaning back in his chair once more. Ino, who was sitting on his right side, had apparently decided that it was time to pounce. "Mr. Itachi, if you don't have anything to do tonight you could join me for champagne in the lounge" The man gave her a knowing smile, "Of course." Itachi turned from the blond girl and winked at Sakura. She blushed and turned away. When she turned she found Seth glaring, thankfully he wasn't glaring at her; he was glaring at the raven haired boy that sat next to her. Sakura glanced at the man sitting next to her. He seemed completely unaware of Seth's piercing gaze and seemed to be having a very deep conversation with his mother… Hadn't he said that his mother was dead? Sakura reminded herself that she had been told this by 'Naruto', someone he had made up… So she probably couldn't believe what he had said. Sakura felt her stomach growl.
Next came the entrée: Roast beef with mashed potatoes and gravy. Sakura tried not to drool as the plates were set in front of everyone but her. It felt completely degrading for her to be sitting at the table and not being able to eat anything, but when had her life ever not been degrading. She looked with loathing as the people around her began to dig in. Everyone was eating except for Sasuke who turned to Sakura. He held out his fork.
"Wha?" The young man smacked her on the forehead with his fork and murmured, "That's not in your vocabulary for tonight." Sasuke tapped her head with the fork again and gave her an impatient look. Sakura wanted to crawl under a rock… but she managed to get the words out. "Yes, Master." She had mumbled the words, but she had at least said them. Hopefully he would be happy with that.
"What did you say? I can't hear you." Of course he wasn't pleased. When she glanced at him, the Uchiha wasn't even looking at her. He was eyeing Seth with interest; a small gloating smirk played on his lips. It dawned on Sakura: He was doing this to fuck with Seth's head. Had the man somehow found out that Seth had been torturing her for years? Was he trying to help her get revenge? She looked from one to the other. Seth's face had once again turned the same auburn shade as his hair and Sasuke stared at him with a superior but curious look. Of course the Uchiha wasn't trying to help her; he just enjoyed messing with guys like Seth. That didn't mean that she couldn't use this for her own purposes, right? The best part about it was that the only thing required of her was to obey her current master. Sakura swallowed her pride and bowed her head, "Yes, Master." It was Seth's turn to fall out of his chair.
Yep, this was going to be fun.
"Good," Sasuke said, "Now, hurry up and feed me. The food looks delicious." He wanted her to feed him? She wondered if she was the only who felt this situation was slightly perverted? Her master obviously liked Seth's response. Sakura picked up a bit of the roast beef and held the fork to his mouth. Sasuke savored the morsel for a moment and then turned to a still staring Mrs. Yamanaka, "My compliments to the chef." The woman nodded, embarrassed the she had been caught starring, "I'll be sure to give the message."
Everyone continued to eat, even though Seth looked like a volcano ready to erupt. Sakura felt herself boring of just feeding the Uchiha. She began to wonder what would happen if she played around a bit. She shrugged inwardly; you never know until you try… hopefully this wouldn't get her in trouble. She held out another bit of roast beef, but right as Sasuke moved to take it into his mouth she moved it away. Sasuke stared at her for a minute, and then smirked playfully. Apparently he likes. He tried again, but Sakura moved it just in time. She was about to move it one more time when she felt him grab her wrist.
"I guess you're comfortable now, since you've started playing games." He grinned and brought the food to his mouth. Even after he had taken the fork out of his mouth he did not let go of her wrist. Sasuke closed his eyes and let out a small moan, "Mmm, so good," Suddenly his ark orbs were on Sakura, he shifted his eyes to her hand, "But I've been wondering if this creamy skin will taste even better?" the hand he held captive was brought slowly to his lips. Sakura's breath hitched, hopefully no one else could hear it. The Uchiha planted a small kiss on the back of her hand, and then to her horror, ran his tongue from the tip of her finger to the top of her wrist. Sakura swallowed a moan. This was weird, why was she getting turned on by this? Just because Sasuke Uchiha looked like a walking sex god… and his tongue was so hot… What the hell are you thinking about Sakura? She mentally kicked herself… Apparently she was attracted to him. Whatever, she didn't have time to think about this now.
Sasuke gazed down at her and licked his lips, "Delicious." Sakura didn't even try to fight her blush. Seth stood again. This time his face was not red. There was no sign of anger to be seen, but Sakura knew those eyes, and the glaze that covered them was the gate to hell.
Sakura opened the door to a large room quietly and slipped in. She was carrying a bundle of cloths; and thank God, today would be the last time. "Sakura," The girl bowed, and when she straightened up she stared right into the golden eyes of her torturer, but soon it would be over. "Sir, I've brought-"
"I told you to call me Seth. After three years you're still using honorifics?" The auburn haired man got up out of bed and walked in front of his full length mirror. She replaced it with the shirt she had brought. "Seth-"
"You finally said my name!" the boy exclaimed smiling. Sakura rolled he eyes at him. Now was not the time for playing games! "Anyway, as you know, I am having a birthday in a few days." The man's smile grew even wider, "Yes, I'm very excited, this year I know I'll be able to get you something you like!" Sakura almost blurted out what she wanted more than anything 'to be able to leave this place' but she had made a compromise… and that's what she needed to tell him about. "I have asked Rowena if I may move back in with the other workers and work in the kitchen, and she has agreed."
Seth stiffened and turned around, his expression change from sad to angry in a matter of seconds, "Rowena has a tendency to forget that she is not on the same level as me." Sakura smiled triumphantly, "Rowena asked the Lord of the house for me, and since the Lord has said that he will fulfill a request for a slave's birthday, he decided it would be fine."
"W- what? Why would you do that, are you really that stupid? You can have anything you want with me, so why would you leave? Out of everyone who exists on this earth, I'm the only one who cares about you at all! I'm the only one that loves you." Sakura glared at him, "You love me? I supposed all that love is what made you want to trap me here and torture me! I would rather take all the hate in the world than be subject to your love ever again!"
"Sakura, you don't really mean that. You're just angry tonight is all." He took a step forward to hold her.
Slap!
"I hate you! Why can't you see me as insignificant like everyone else? Then I would be happy!" When Sakura did that, something changed. The normal Seth would have turned red and would be screaming at her like a madman. This Seth was calm, but when Sakura looked into his eyes, she saw flames. "When will you be going?"
"Tomorrow," Suddenly Sakura was thrown into a wall. Seth rolled the fresh sleeve of his shirt to his elbow, "Then let me give you this as a parting gift." The seconds before he made contact seemed like hours, but she was completely paralyzed by fear. He hit her, and as she slipped to unconsciousness, she began to wonder if she was wrong.
'What if the really was love?'
When Sakura woke she was surrounded by a bunch of women dressed in rags. She couldn't remember a thing though. She heard a voice through the door of the small room, "We thought she was dead, but each night at about the same time she would start screaming in her sleep." The door opened and two people walked in, one was a comically fat woman and the other was a man with red hair… for some reason she recognized those eyes.
Suddenly everything clicked.
"You've been out for four days," Rowena said without the slightest bit of sympathy, she could even hear a little bit of anger in her tone. Sakura could help it, even if it was in front of him, she cried. The bastard had made her miss her seventeenth birthday… her independence day.
Seth stared at Sasuke for a moment and then left. The Uchiha boy looked slightly amused, but said nothing. Itachi let out a big yawn. At first Sakura though he was asleep, but his eyes were still on her. She shivered.
When dessert came Sasuke did not ask Sakura to feed him. The boy's obvious target was gone; he had nothing to do it for now. Sakura shivered again, remembering the feeling that he had given her just moments before, but her stomach growl and snapped her out of it. Now Sakura was begging to wonder, what was his plan for her?
Sakura walked alone down the hallways that led to her current master's room. He had ordered some food be brought to his room for her. Ino basically jumped him and begged him to stay a little longer, and he had agreed, but that probably had something to do with Itachi whispering about him saving her from eating him alive. She didn't mind being away from the man at all though… she wasn't exactly sure how she was supposed to react to him right now. Apparently she was attracted to the Uchiha heir, for obvious reasons, but did it mean anything? She had barely known the man for two days and she was suddenly feeling… something… what was she even feeling? Sakura realized that she had never acknowledged being attracted to anyone really… When she was younger she had a crush on Seth, but she couldn't even remember why… and she doubted that it had anything to do with physical attraction. Seth was definitely what you could call attractive… but she had never really thought about him in that way… sure they had lots of sex, but that had never really been her choice to begin with. There was really no point in feeling attracted to someone if you are a slave, Sakura realized. In the end you're either raped or you aren't, whether you are attracted to the person or not. Sakura was nearing the room when she heard footsteps behind her.
"Sakura,"
Damn it! She was so close to the room, why did he have to find her now? What was she going to do? She remembered her current master's command earlier that day. This was still a game right? Even if the Uchiha wasn't here to watch…
Sakura pretended the she hadn't heard the red headed boy behind her and continued to walk down the hallway. Seth grabbed her by the arm and yanked her to face him; she cringed when their eyes met… She stared into the same eyes she had seen before her birthday.
"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Sakura stared at him, but said nothing. She knew that even though he looked terrifying, he couldn't really do anything to her or there would be hell to pay. It didn't matter to anyone if Seth beat her, but tonight she wasn't his to beat… and the Uchiha she did belong to at the moment did not seem very graceful when it came to his territory. She felt her body be forced against a wall. "What the hell do you think gives you the right to not answer me?" He glared at her, "Answer me!" He punched the wall dangerously close to her head; Sakura was beginning to rethink her theory. Seth screamed, "You think you can ignore me, bitch?" He raised his fist again and somehow, Sakura knew that he wouldn't be aiming for the wall this time; she closed her eyes and wondered how long she would be out for this time.
The fist never came.
Sakura open her eyes to find Seth had been forced against the wall by none other than Uchiha Sasuke. A fist slammed dangerously close to Seth's head as Sasuke whispered something inaudible into his ear.
"The deal was that she's mine whenever you don't need her," Seth spat, "I was just taking my opportunity." Sasuke pushed him harder into the wall, if that was possible, "Let me repeat, because obviously you didn't understand me the first time. I don't give a damn what you want with her… and I don't give a shit about whatever agreement you remember us having. Touch her, and I won't hesitate making your life living hell, after I beat the shit out of you. Sakura is mine." He turned to face Sakura. He looked even scarier than he had sounded, his eyes had turned black and his expression was deadly, even though she could tell he had calmed it when he turned to look at her. "Go back to the room, you need to eat." The voice had been way too controlled. Sakura bowed, "Yes, Master." She had barely kept her voice from cracking. She ran to the room and unlocked and unlocked the door. Not long afterward a woman came in with a meal for her. She looked pissed, "Do you know what an inconvenience this is?" Sakura glared, she didn't have time for this, "Sorry that I have to eat, maybe if you're dumb ass had thought to make extra you wouldn't have to do this?" The woman glared back, "Whatever." And she left. Sakura didn't even care at the moment; she was so tired she barely finished her food before she lay down on her mat to sleep.
Sakura woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat. She forced herself to let go of the sheets under her and sat up. She should have known that one night without the dream wouldn't mean that they'd be gone forever. What time was it? She looked up at the clock and saw 1:37. Someone was messing with the door. She stood up and went to open it. To her surprise, it was the Uchiha. He stood there and stared at her for a moment, he looked tired. He took a step forward but tripped over his feet; Sakura caught him and almost gagged at the smell. He smelled like he had been drinking pure alcohol. Was he drunk? Obviously he was drunk, Sakura mentally slapped herself. She dragged him over to the bed and laid him down. She walked over to the closet and fished out a nightshirt. When she turned around Sasuke was sitting up. "How much did you drink?" she walked over to him and took the shirt he was wearing off.
"I don't know, probably twenty or so beers… and a couple of shots… and I think a guy gave me some fruity thing too." He should be dead. Sakura moved to put the nightshirt on him, but found herself staring at his perfectly chiseled abs.
"Change" Sasuke said, how was it that he could sound perfectly sober, even though she had to drag him to the bed? "You're clothes are in the top drawer of my- fuck what's it called? Whatever." Sakura almost laughed. She walked over and opened the drawer, their sat a navy blue tank top and pajama shorts with the Uchiha symbol… on the butt. Why where all of the slave cloths so fancy? She picked the clothing up and headed for the bathroom, when her master spoke again. "Change in hear,"
Sakura stopped in her tracks; he wanted her to do what? The man yawned, "I know you heard me; don't worry, I'm so drunk that I probably won't remember anything anyway?" The sarcastic smile that played at his lips made Sakura think otherwise. She rolled her eyes at him, "Why should I?"
"Fucking do it," his expression changed from amused to scary in a second. She glared at him, "Fine, but I'm turning around!" He just smirked, "How childish." Sakura didn't care; she pulled the shorts on under her dress and heard him grunt in frustration. She had outsmarted him… but how hard was that really going to be, seeing as he was as drunk as he was? She unzipped the top of her dress and let it hang at her waist as she pulled on the tank top. She pulled the dress of all the way and hung it up in the closet. She turned smiling triumphantly at a very annoyed, shirtless Sasuke. He motioned for her to come to him. She walked up to him and then pulled on the shorts. They were kind of short… at least to her.
Sasuke pulled her onto his lap and stared down at her with lazy eyes. "You know, if I wanted to, I could see any part of your body." He yanked up her tank top, exposing her belly, to prove his point, "Really all I have to do is tell you," Sakura struggled to pull her shirt down, but Sasuke let go of the shirt and grabbed her hands. He pulled them above her head as he spoke, "Or I could just do it myself," Sakura felt his other hand playing with the hem of her shorts. "Because I own you Sakura." He whispered huskily.
Suddenly she was flipped onto the bed, with Sasuke holding himself up above her. He stared at her, "You hair is a serious turn on," and then he feel on top of her. Sakura struggled helplessly under him, until she realized that his breathing was calm. She even heard a little bit of a snore! He had fallen asleep… on top of her. She sighed to herself; at least he hadn't raped her.
She felt his bare chest expand and flatten on top of her as he slept, his warm, alcohol scented breath tickled her ear. She let out a tiny moan. She traced the muscles on his back with her hand. There was no way of him knowing anyway. Sasuke turned to one side and pulled Sakura to him so that her head was against his chest. Sakura felt herself falling asleep too. She could laugh at herself, why was she taking any of this to heart? She was a slave, and he would be gone before she knew it.