The sun had finally fell and amber shades began to taint the horizon. Sasuke's pale face glowed under the dying sunlight as he stood motionless, his handsome features highlighted by sun's warmth. A warmth he was so unworthy of. His dark eyes drifted slowly downwards, his hands stained with the blood of his enemies. In the end, he learned a great many truths, some of which changed him and some that made him stay the same. His reality was that of a fogged kaleidoscope, the truth never black and white like he always presumed and the reality of the truth was so surreal it felt unclear to him. Sasuke moved without direction and felt nothing but the numbness from the pain he endured since his clan's massacre. He was the epitomy of a lost and tormented soul, though few people knew this fact. He commited murder frequently and was a wanted criminal nearly everywhere he went. His only solace was with the few people that never truely gave up on him, even though he could not be with them. He told himself that he at least had one of them, the one that he could always take from. The one that tried to make him whole. As he thought this, he found that he had brought himself back to that place where he left her, but he often wondered if she was truely his prisoner or if she was still trying to bring him back to his senses and back to Konoha. The door opened quietly and he entered silently.

The room was large but left scarcely decorated. The walls were a dank, dingy beige and the floor was the color of the darkest chocolate. Located against the right corner of this room, there was a bed of white and a young woman with cotton candy pink hair lay resting peacefully in it. Sasuke made his way into the walk-in bathroom to his left which was almost exclusively white and cream colored. He leaned against the sink and looked at himself. He was completely covered in blood, but that was to be expected since his enemy was a powerful warrior of Konoha. Rock Lee was a fierce fighter, but Sasuke was much more than fierce. He could have killed his once ally with a mere blink, but Sasuke decided that revenge would be more savory. That punk had the honor of beating him once and that was all the reason for Sasuke to unmercifully kill him after defeating him in close combat.

Sasuke stripped off his bloody clothing and began a steaming shower. He enjoyed the way the water left welts on his body, it made his pain receptors scream, but pain was something he had one day come to enjoy. He could never escape from the torment he was forced to endure, but through battle and pain, he found that he could feel. That numbness seemed to fade away during trying times and he was about to experience a very extreme battle soon. Time had passed since the beginning of the war which still waged, the real Madara was the instrament used to keep the kages out of 'Tobi' and Kabuto's way while they continued their plans. The war was at a stalemate, even with Naruto and the eight tales in play. Itachi was sealed by the Allies along with many of the rest of Kabuto's summoned legends, but the sights were still etched into Sasuke's eyes. Sasuke finished his shower and wrapped a cream colored towel around his waist before flicking his head side to side a couple times to get droplets out that quickly swelled up and reformed again anyways. He walked into the bed room and sat on the edge. He felt a slight shift in the springs and crossed his hands over his knees. There was a quiet ruffling sound as the girl timidly crawled over to him with the sheet in hand and wrapped around her thin, naked frame. She looked at him carefully, affraid of what he might do, but he was content with staying the way that he was in every sense. Sakura blinked innocently, or was it frighteningly, while looking at him. She would speak before he would, but she was reluctant at this.

"Sasuke... What have you done now..?" she asked in a concerned manner. He slowly turned his face to hers and looked into her eyes. Their eyes locked in a way that would make a mere witness experience high tension even though nothing had even escaped the young Uchiha's lips yet. After a long moment of silence, Sasuke got to his feet and retrieved a matching black set of a tee and shorts. He removed his towel and began clothing himself, to which his trapped little rat averted her eyes from. He climbed into the bed and rolled over, leaving her question unanswered and alone on the edge of the bed. Sakura frowned. Sasuke was never social, even when he was in Konoha at age thirteen. He also tried to kill her multiple times previously so she knew that he could and would end her if she did anything he was truely displeased with. She also knew that she was important to him somehow, and she assumed that she must be giving him a tactical advantage in some way since he kept her very close and hidden from everything and everyone. He even kept her in his bed and slept with her. But still, he spoke little if ever. The silence was killing her and he knew it.

"You became friends with Rock Lee, didn't you?" he finally inquired. Sakura shook her head and responded in a way she thought wouldn't make him any sort of jealous since he was posessive and protective of her lately.

"Lee..? Rock Lee? I remember him, but I never became friends with him. Why do you ask?" she replied.

"I killed him today," Sasuke answered calmly. He didn't have to turn around to know that Sakura's pretty candy apple eyes were shedding silent tears of remorse, but he didn't really care, either. In his eyes, no matter how many people he killed that were close to her, she would never truely know his pain and emptiness.

"He was nice... Sasuke... I... I... There's something I need to tell you..." she croaked as Sasuke remained silent. "I'm... Pregnant... Again..."

Sasuke clucked his tongue and finally sat up, turning to her quickly before staring into the teary eyes of the girl that always gave to him, while all he ever did to her was hurt her at every turn. He dropped his gaze down to her stomach. She flinched and began once again like she did before.

"Please... Don't kill it..! I beg you! I'll do anything you ask of me, I'll never run, I'll never fight you. I'll help you, I'll heal you, I'll make you live forever..! I swear..!"

"Shutup before I hurt you..." he ordered and she obeyed. He sat silent for a moment before continuing. "I'll let you keep the baby this time if it doesn't make me sick to see it inside of you..."

"Thankyou..." she whispered as he rolled back over and fell silent once again. Sakura felt her heart cry and rejoice at the same time. Lee had been killed by a monster and she was pregnant with that very man's child, but she loved him in a way words could not describe. Even though he had beat her when she shared her news of pregnancy with their previous child, she still longed for him. Or for anyone for that matter. She had been trapped in this strange underground room for quite some time and she began to long for any companionship. A baby would make her enjoy the predicament she was in, even though it was forced upon her and she suffered from complete seclusion. She had hopes that a baby would be able to help her regain all her dashed hopes.

First chappy. It's gonna be a dark story. Review if you like it and the more reviews, the sooner I'll continue and upload if it's received well. Thanks for reading!