This is supposed to be before Your Venemous Poison, but oh well..lol..Hope I dont confuse too many people..
-Enjoy all!
J.G.
"Its been a long time...sakura."
Her body stiffened. She knew that voice, the owner of that soft, deadly voice.
A loud crack of thunder and a flash of lightening boomed overhead revealing his presence for a split second.
Laid to the river
Midsummer, I waved
And though Red September
With skies fire-paved
I begged you appear
Like a thorn for the holy ones
Haruno, Sakura stared wide-eyed at the darkness in front of her. The tall figure moved toward her almost in slow motion-
-This couldn't be happening, he wasn't really here.
Cold was my soul
Untold was the pain
I faced when you left me
A rose in the rain...
So I swore to the razor
That never, enchained
Would your dark nails of faith
Be pushed through my veins again
She wished she could have moved, but shock and fear held her legs still.
"How I've dreamed…"
His tall figure moved almost in slow motion, the downpour created an erythematic beat that continued to play and seep into her soul. He was the shadows themselves. A heavy cloak splashed with red hung from his shoulders like a waterfall of darkness. It seemed to match his intimidating figure.
Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
Her breath caught in her throat as he continued to speak in that dangerously soft tone of his.
"…How I've dreamed of this night..."
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this addiction
To Her alone in full submission
He disappeared back into the looming darkness, Sakura's breath quickened and her eyes darted wildly at her inky night surroundings.
Wicked with your charm
I'm circled like prey
Back in the forest
Were whispers persuade
More sugar trails
More white lady laid
Than pillars of salt...
keeping Sodom at at bay
-She finally managed to move her legs, she took a step backwards and leaned her back against the hard, rough surface of the tree behind her. Her heart began to pound painfully against her ribcage.
Pressing herself further back against the tree, her knees locked themselves in place.
'God no...He's meant to be dead' Inner Sakura's voice whispered, feeling the need to pop up since she currently seemed to be lacking the capability of thinking on her own.
Fold to my arms
Hold their message away
And dance out to the moon
As we did in those golden days
There was another flash of lightning, and her shock increased ten fold as his angelic face loomed directly in front of her, his lips mere millimeters from her own. jade eyes met maroon ones and Sakura found herself unable to look away.
His mouth seemed to almost brush over hers…she wasn't sure if their lips had even met…
Christening stars
I remember the way
We were needle and spoon
Mislaid in the burning hay
Sakura began to tremble as his cold hand softly brushed her pink hair from her face and whispered his icy breath at the nape of her neck, making her shiver from something other than fear. " How I've dreamed ..." His lips met her neck.
He came closer, far too close and she couldn't move.
-She tried to control her breathing but her heart thumped wildly against her chest-She could feel his lips on her skin, so cold, so cruel…
Bared on your tomb
I'm a prayer for your loneliness
And would you ever soon
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time
On the binds of your loneliness
I could always find the slot for your sacred key
Sakura found herself completely unable to react— She was frozen to the spot, she couldn't move even if she had wanted to for he kept her pinned against the tree with his self imposed prison.
Her eyes widened in fear and realization as he leant down towards her.
She couldn't move.
He wouldn't allow her to move…
Six feet deep is the incision
In my heart, that barless prison
Discoulours all with tunnel vision
Despite the way she attempted to force her body not to, Sakura found her head trying to move forward, as if the redhead could control her body. In her mind, she fought as hard as she could against the strange control, trying as hard as she could to pull her body backwards, to shove him away.
Sakura was fighting a losing battle.
"…How I've dreamed of you Sakura…"
He was completely controlling her mind, body, and soul, making her completely unable to turn away in horror as his lips gently met hers…
Sick and weak from my condition
This lust, this addiction
To Her alone in full submission…
And only Sasori can get away with that mwahaha!
Because hes cool!