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Chapter Three.
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(& dont be so special, faery boy)
Its her birthday. She is seventeen, and she is radiant. Her pink hair positively glows, curled and all done up. Her skin is soft and pearly white (daddy says so), instead of sickly yellow (that's what the jack does, you know). She has on a sea-green summer dress that makes her eyes shimmer.
Sakura is seventeen, and she makes daddy so proud.
(im so proud of you baby so proud daddy loves you baby daddy loves his good little girl)
Hinata smiles shyly; Naruto flirts unsuccessfully; Ino plays with her hair; Sai smiles blankly; Tenten Dj's. Happyhappyhappy, so fucking happy.
Sasuke didn't come.
But then daddy's hand is on her back (only the small of her back, thats all). He tells her (i have a special present for you tonight), and Sakura decides its better that Sasuke isn't here, after all.
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"Hinata, you are so mean for not telling me about this!" Sakura gasps, positively bouncing up and down. Her hands are clutching the dark-haired girl's shoulders as she sways and writhes slightly with the music, not really dancing but never staying still.
Hinata flinches and flushes, her face crumpling. Sakura is sure she's apologizing, but Hinata won't speak loud enough to hear.
"Dance with me!" Sakura screams, and jerks the girl onto the dance floor. The lights flash dizzyingly, the smell of sweat heavy in the air. The beat pounds as techno blasts from the speakers, hips gyrating as bodies pack in close. The effect is startling and dreamlike all at once, and Sakura's body moves instinctively. Her rainbow hair swings about her face, and her loose shirt slips and slides across her shoulders. She twirls and jerks, flows and pops; the lights, the colors, the sound spin and spin and spin around her.
She looses Hinata, and just raves instead.
At one point she's screaming - she doesn't know why, she just does. Its right. Someone shoves something bright and slippery in her mouth - a square of gelatin. She spins away from the person, but doesn't spit out - its tastes good, and she sucks experimentally. The lights start to pulse more insistently, and she sees stars.
Suddenly, she sees a boy - he looks - looks like a fairy. With shimmery blue-black hair, bright white skin, and oh so dark eyes, she thinks (he's a faery).
She glides over, because daddy would tell her (boys are fiends, just listen to daddy), and she wants to touch the faery.
The faery - well, he's very cold. He's stiff as a board when she dances against him, his whitewhitewhite skin just like ice.
"Wings!" She shouts at him and laughs. She kisses him as she gyrates.
In the morning, she won't remember that he let her.
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(don't touch me) A whimper, something high-pitched - it sounds like screaming, and she wishes it would just stop. Her eyes are clenched shut and her shoulders hunched forward, but still the whole world won't stop shaking; it trembles and blurs at the edges, so shaky.
She wishes the screaming would stop.
"Daddy, please." A whisper, but they all turn to look.
"Miss Haruno?" Someone asks, and the world goes dark at the edges. Sakura swings her head up, colors whizzing past her eyes.
"Just - Please - M-may I be ex-excused?" She stammerstutterpleads, and doesn't wait for an answer. She hopes they don't watch as she trips towards the door, but they burn holes in her back anyway.
"Please," And her back hits the wall, some distance away - she doesn't know where she is, and everything is so white, so cold.
"Sakura." Suddenly, a slash of black - cold black eyes, jagged black hair.
Why hello, Sasuke-kun.
She wonders why he won't stop shivering.
"Sakura, you look like a meth addict. Whats wrong with you?"
"Do - doyouhaveanyX?" She rushes, wringing her hands together - oh please, pleasepleaseplease Sasuke, she needs it.
"I don't have anything, Sakura." Oh, so harsh - don't be so harsh on me, please - her hands go up, over her ears. She doesn't want to hear it.
Somehow, she finds she's against a rigid-stiff - but undeniably warm - chest. Sasuke doesn't want to hold her, but that's okay - she can pretend. She knows what it would feel like. (daddy showed her, oh, yes he did)
"Sasuke, I'm scared." She can't even hear her own voice.
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Now, now there are lights all the time. They dance, and shine, and shimmer - all for her, just for her. She giggles, and smiles, and glows - nobody sees them, nobody but her. They're hers, all hers.
"Sakura, you can't have these anymore." Sakura moves through her fog, and turns to see that Temari - good ol' Temari - has her box of Mescaline tabs.
"I have to have them." Sakura says fuzzily, and reaches for her box - the lights are shivering, agitated. (no-no-no-no) screams out in her head. Sasuke, who's standing right next to the blonde, pockets the tabs.
"I'll tell him." Ino says seriously, and Sakura - she goes white. (youre not a good little girl, are you sakura?) Daddy - he doesn't like her lights. The lights don't like him, either.
"Ino…" Sakura begs, and all three frown at her.
"…Okay." She whispers, and they all smile.
Daddy, he still thinks she's a good girl. He still thinks she's pretty, even when she starts to miss her little jelly squares.
Chapter Four
.three.
(& dont be so special, faery boy)
Its her birthday. She is seventeen, and she is radiant. Her pink hair positively glows, curled and all done up. Her skin is soft and pearly white (daddy says so), instead of sickly yellow (that's what the jack does, you know). She has on a sea-green summer dress that makes her eyes shimmer.
Sakura is seventeen, and she makes daddy so proud.
(im so proud of you baby so proud daddy loves you baby daddy loves his good little girl)
Hinata smiles shyly; Naruto flirts unsuccessfully; Ino plays with her hair; Sai smiles blankly; Tenten Dj's. Happyhappyhappy, so fucking happy.
Sasuke didn't come.
But then daddy's hand is on her back (only the small of her back, thats all). He tells her (i have a special present for you tonight), and Sakura decides its better that Sasuke isn't here, after all.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________
"Hinata, you are so mean for not telling me about this!" Sakura gasps, positively bouncing up and down. Her hands are clutching the dark-haired girl's shoulders as she sways and writhes slightly with the music, not really dancing but never staying still.
Hinata flinches and flushes, her face crumpling. Sakura is sure she's apologizing, but Hinata won't speak loud enough to hear.
"Dance with me!" Sakura screams, and jerks the girl onto the dance floor. The lights flash dizzyingly, the smell of sweat heavy in the air. The beat pounds as techno blasts from the speakers, hips gyrating as bodies pack in close. The effect is startling and dreamlike all at once, and Sakura's body moves instinctively. Her rainbow hair swings about her face, and her loose shirt slips and slides across her shoulders. She twirls and jerks, flows and pops; the lights, the colors, the sound spin and spin and spin around her.
She looses Hinata, and just raves instead.
At one point she's screaming - she doesn't know why, she just does. Its right. Someone shoves something bright and slippery in her mouth - a square of gelatin. She spins away from the person, but doesn't spit out - its tastes good, and she sucks experimentally. The lights start to pulse more insistently, and she sees stars.
Suddenly, she sees a boy - he looks - looks like a fairy. With shimmery blue-black hair, bright white skin, and oh so dark eyes, she thinks (he's a faery).
She glides over, because daddy would tell her (boys are fiends, just listen to daddy), and she wants to touch the faery.
The faery - well, he's very cold. He's stiff as a board when she dances against him, his whitewhitewhite skin just like ice.
"Wings!" She shouts at him and laughs. She kisses him as she gyrates.
In the morning, she won't remember that he let her.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________
(don't touch me) A whimper, something high-pitched - it sounds like screaming, and she wishes it would just stop. Her eyes are clenched shut and her shoulders hunched forward, but still the whole world won't stop shaking; it trembles and blurs at the edges, so shaky.
She wishes the screaming would stop.
"Daddy, please." A whisper, but they all turn to look.
"Miss Haruno?" Someone asks, and the world goes dark at the edges. Sakura swings her head up, colors whizzing past her eyes.
"Just - Please - M-may I be ex-excused?" She stammerstutterpleads, and doesn't wait for an answer. She hopes they don't watch as she trips towards the door, but they burn holes in her back anyway.
"Please," And her back hits the wall, some distance away - she doesn't know where she is, and everything is so white, so cold.
"Sakura." Suddenly, a slash of black - cold black eyes, jagged black hair.
Why hello, Sasuke-kun.
She wonders why he won't stop shivering.
"Sakura, you look like a meth addict. Whats wrong with you?"
"Do - doyouhaveanyX?" She rushes, wringing her hands together - oh please, pleasepleaseplease Sasuke, she needs it.
"I don't have anything, Sakura." Oh, so harsh - don't be so harsh on me, please - her hands go up, over her ears. She doesn't want to hear it.
Somehow, she finds she's against a rigid-stiff - but undeniably warm - chest. Sasuke doesn't want to hold her, but that's okay - she can pretend. She knows what it would feel like. (daddy showed her, oh, yes he did)
"Sasuke, I'm scared." She can't even hear her own voice.
_____________________________________________________________________________________________
Now, now there are lights all the time. They dance, and shine, and shimmer - all for her, just for her. She giggles, and smiles, and glows - nobody sees them, nobody but her. They're hers, all hers.
"Sakura, you can't have these anymore." Sakura moves through her fog, and turns to see that Temari - good ol' Temari - has her box of Mescaline tabs.
"I have to have them." Sakura says fuzzily, and reaches for her box - the lights are shivering, agitated. (no-no-no-no) screams out in her head. Sasuke, who's standing right next to the blonde, pockets the tabs.
"I'll tell him." Ino says seriously, and Sakura - she goes white. (youre not a good little girl, are you sakura?) Daddy - he doesn't like her lights. The lights don't like him, either.
"Ino…" Sakura begs, and all three frown at her.
"…Okay." She whispers, and they all smile.
Daddy, he still thinks she's a good girl. He still thinks she's pretty, even when she starts to miss her little jelly squares.
Chapter Four