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The Pain We Share

Chapter SEVEN

When Sasori returned with Sakura's dinner tray in his hands, Yahiko, Itachi, and Deidara were still loitering around. He had half a mind to simply turn around and wait until they had left, but a part of him just knew they would be there until he arrived, and another part of him questioned why he cared that they were. He simply marched past them and entered the room.

Sakura had looked up when he appeared, and she watched with what he thought was curiosity as he placed the tray on the table beside her bed. Her gaze then shifted from him to the tray. She did not move towards it.

"I don't know what you like, and it's not like I'm the one who prepared it, so if you have complaints, you can just not eat it," he told her curtly. The door had closed behind his entry, but he did not doubt for a second that everyone outside was listening in.

"That is for me?" Sakura asked.

Sasori nodded. "Dinner."

"Oh," Sakura shifted on the bed. "I can eat it?"

Sasori suppressed the urge to roll his eyes. "What else do you want to do with it?"

Sakura did not reply, and she continued to stare at the tray. Just as Sasori was about to prompt her once more to eat it, she slowly reached out towards it. Sasori reached out and helped her lower the table attached to the bed frame, then placed the tray in front of her. Sakura curiously eyed the utensils placed at the side, and for a moment Sasori was worried she would ignore them and starting eating with her hands and was surprised when she hesitantly picked them up, then began to use them with surprising skill and grace.

"Where did you learn manners?" He asked.

Sakura paused with the spoon halfway to her mouth. "I am trained in a lot of fields," she told him. "It was required of me and my role."

"You did infiltration?" He guessed.

Sakura blinked up at him, then glanced at the door where Deidara, Itachi, and Yahiko were still standing around. He could not see them, but he could see their shadows from where they were just around the corner. He wondered how much they had gotten out of her. "Among other things," she said.

Sasori did not press and, instead, he took a seat by her bedside again. Sakura ate slowly, and he sensed it the moment Yahiko appeared to lose interest and wandered away from the door. Deidara followed soon after and Itachi went with him. He had a feeling the Uchiha had stayed just to make sure no one childishly barged into the room. He glanced over at the watch and noted that it had almost been an hour since he had entered the room. He scanned his eyes over Sakura's meal and noted that there was still a bit of it left.

"Why were they watching me?" The pinkette asked suddenly. "It is not as though I can escape."

Sasori shrugged. "They're idiots," he said. "Ignore them."

Sakura blinked in surprise. "Oh."

He glanced over at the clock again, deciding that his friends deserved the benefit of doubt, and concluded that they had left because they had better things to do and not because they had to in order to make it to dinner in time. "There is a meeting in a few minutes," he said. "We will be discussing you, and I am expected to attend."

Sakura turned towards him but remained silent. Sasori stood up and stretched, wondering why he had sat and watched the girl eat for an hour. "You can keep eating," he told her. "When you're done just lift that hatch thing to raise the table and leave the tray to the side. Someone'll come to get it later."

Hopefully, it wouldn't be him.

"Okay," Sakura said.

Sasori nodded. "I'll...I'll see you later."

Sasori knew he was probably a troublesome friend to have. Deidara had once told him that he was the kind of person you knew was reliable, but there was just that something stopping you from trusting them to keep themselves alive through the simplest of tasks. Even after all these years, Sasori didn't know what that something was, but as he found concerning amusement in building a mountain from his mashed potatoes, he could feel that something right there.

Usually, members ate dinner whenever they pleased, wherever they pleased, but on days with meetings everyone was required to eat together, to make sure they were all present for the gathering after. Deidara hated these meetings with a passion, simply because they were so boring, but everyone knew that the main topic of today was Sakura, and Sasori felt annoyingly compelled to give his own two cents about her, especially from what he had gauged while talking to her.

Honestly, though, he doubted that anyone who had actually spoken to the girl would disagree that, beneath the damage years of abuse at Orochimaru's side had caused, she was a kind girl.

Soon after, dinner ended. Nagato gestured for them to move into the meeting room, and Sasori sat down in his seat with a sigh. He knew that the chairs in this particular room were better than any of the others found around their base. He closed his eyes while everyone else tried to get comfortable. Honestly, most of them disliked these meetings without even knowing why.

Finally, once Hidan had finally taken a seat, just on the edge and looking ready to bolt any moment, Nagato brought a single file into view and placed it onto the table. "I hope you're all rested," he began. "As I'm sure you know, today's focus is Sasori's girl currently sitting in one of Orochimaru's containment cells."

Sasori was careful to keep his expression blank. He could feel several of the Akatsuki glancing over at him.

Nagato flipped open the file. "Itachi, could you go over the time of her finding?"

Itachi nodded. "During our operation against the Northern Base, we came across Sakura in one of the holding cells located on the lowest floor, which was reserved for the most dangerous of experiments. Sasori had been suffering from pain shared between the bond, with constant pain in his hands suggesting stimulation of the wound after the initial injury. The girl was heavily injured and unconscious and was sitting in a pool of her own blood. Her hands," Itachi raised his own, palm up, "were pinned to the wall of the cell with a knife, and the moment it was pulled out, Sasori's own pain immediately resided."

Konan raised her hand. "If Sasori started hurting during the operation, doesn't that mean someone did this to her while you were in the hideout?"

Itachi nodded. "That is the likely assumption.

"You didn't see anyone leaving her cell? This corridor you found her cell in is rather long, and is only one way."

Itachi shook his head. "We were still rather far away when it started," he admitted. "Perhaps her attacker was among the sea of men we managed to round up."

Konan hummed and leaned back in her chair.

"Thank you, Itachi," Nagato said. "If there's anything you want to add, Sasori, feel free to speak up."

Sasori humped at his own name, then frowned. From the corner of his eye, he could see Yahiko trying to suppress a grin.

Nagato hid his amusement much better, but Sasori had known him for years and could see it dancing around in his eyes as well. "Now, after you brought her back, Kakuzu looked over her, and it was established that she is definitely a chakra user, though how much of that is a result of Orochimaru's tampering is still unknown. Yahiko and Itachi also talked to her a little, as did Sasori." He linked his hands in front of himself. "Before we go further, share your opinion."

"She does not seem to have been filled in on anything too important," Yahiko immediately said. "Considering the state she was found in, I doubt Orochimaru puts much value in her."

"She might not know names and numbers, but she knows faces and places," Itachi said. "I think there is a chance we can bring her to our side."

Konan ran a hand through her hair. "There isn't really sides, I think," she said carefully. "At least not in her mind. Orochimaru was her captor and abuser, and it's possible that in her eyes, she was simply passed from one person to another."

Sasori steeled himself for what he was about to say. "I told her she would not be hurt here," he admitted. "She appears to believe me."

"Isn't that just going to screw us over when that isn't the case?" Hidan asked.

Sasori's eyes narrowed. "Are you going to torture me alongside her for information she probably doesn't even have?"

He watched the realization hit his friends. He knew that sometimes, it was easy to forget that he and the girl currently held prisoner in their base were Soulmates. Sasori's problem had always been real to them, but they had managed to work around it. It was so much different when the other half of his bond was suddenly right there.

"For now, there is no interrogation planned," Nagato said firmly. "Nor will it be considered in the near future."

"She can be a liability," Kakuzu pointed out. Sasori found himself glaring again.. "If she is caught or captured, she can literally be used to torture Sasori from miles away."

"Sakura herself appears unaware of the Soulmate bond between her and Sasori," Yahiko said. "In fact, she seems to not know of it at all. I mentioned it, but I doubt it actually stuck with her nor do I think she understands it. Unless Orochimaru somehow already knows, I doubt he'd find out through her."

"She wouldn't tell him something that'd make him hurt her more, right?" Deidara asked.

"It's not only Orochimaru, though," Zetsu pointed out. "Wasn't she someplace else before she was handed over to the snake?"

"She said there were others like her," Sasori added. "And she also said she was no leverage against Orochimaru. I see no reason why Orochimaru should come after her in particular."

Yahiko nodded. "If she's disposable, I doubt he'd waste resources on retrieving her, especially since she currently is sitting in the heart of our headquarters."

"What are we going to do about the council?" Konan asked.

"I still haven't made any mention of her," Nagato admitted. "On that particular topic, we'll have to make a decision and stick to it."

"Hand her over like we're probably supposed to, or hide her here?" Kisame asked.

"Men like Danzo will have no qualms with hurting Sasori to get information from the girl," Itachi said.

Sasori found himself nodding. Shimura Danzo had been a long time thorn in their side. The man held a high ranking position within the council and simply put, he was dangerous. The Akatsuki suspected he might actually have something to do with Orochimaru, but they had no proof, and the man was powerful enough to shut down any official search in the upfront, then take down who every cast the doubt on him through political measures. They had never seen eye to eye, and between them, it had mostly been a game of not showing a weakness the other could take advantage of.

Especially due to the Orochimaru case, they could not risk creating any more problems. If they made the slightest of mistakes, Konan was sure Danzo and his followers would move to disband them.

"But if he finds out we had her all along, that'd sure give him a reason to pain us negatively to the public," Zetsu said.

Sasori did not think Zetsu, or anyone for the matter, wanted to hand the girl over to Danzo if only to spite him. Still, it was a valid point being made.

Sasori scoffed. "I'd rather keep her here," he said. "I'll have to watch her and make sure she doesn't get another paper cut." The moment the words left his mouth, he saw Konan casually cover her mouth, eyes smiling. Kisame was grinning, and he ducked away when Deidara tried to pat him on the back.

Nagato managed to take the comment in professional stride. "Is there anyone here who'd like to hand the girl over to the council," he glanced at Hidan when he raised his arm, "and has a valid reason for saying so?"

Sasori's hand remained firmly on the table as he looked around. Everyone else appeared to be doing the same, but apart from Hidan, who muttered under his breath she lowered his hand, no one else made any moves.

Nagato nodded. "All in favour of her staying," he noted. "Sakura will continue to remain under watch. We will see if she has valuable information without the use of violence. Sasori, you are in charge of making sure she is comfortable."

Sasori tossed his hands into the air, knowing that it was rare for him to lose his composure like this but no longer caring. "I knew it," he muttered.

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darquedeath4444 · 6 years

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The Pain We Share

NARUTO

Pairing: Sakura x Sasori

Summary:

Ever since Sasori could remember, there were cuts and bruises on his body. In a world where Soulmates exist and any injury or pain was shared between the two, he grew up curious, then fearful, of what exactly his Soulmate was experiencing as a child, then annoyed, and even a little angry, when it begins to affect his life as he grows older. Then, one day, he meets a broken pink haired girl in the aftermath of an invasion against a renowned criminal organization and his world is turned upside down as she brings with her a darkness she was born into and was unknowingly trying to escape ever since.

Chapter ONE

It was a wracking sort of pain that made Akasuna no Sasori stiffen. The action caused the tower of cards he had been building to topple over and Deidara, his partner, grinned at him in momentary triumph before he recognized the look on his face. The blond dropped his own deck and hurried around the table to his side.

"You okay, Danna?" He asked, and the clear worry in the teen's eyes filled Sasori with a familiar bitterness.

"I'm fine," he snapped. He lashed out to push the blond away, but the second wave of pain made him lose his balance and he fell back into his seat.

Deidara scoffed. "You clearly aren't fine, un," he said.

Sasori closed his eyes and placed an arm over his face. "Don't ask, then," he groaned out.

He could not see, but he felt the blond take a seat next to him. "Want some water?" He asked, then correctly took the silence to be a yes. He reached over the table towards his own cup. "Will you be fine for tomorrow?" He asked. "If we tell Pein now-"

Sasori bolted back up, glaring at his partner. "Don't you dare!" He seethed. He snatched the cup offered towards him and had to hold back the urge to empty it over Deidara's head. Instead, he chugged it.

Deidara raised his hands in mock surrender. "I won't, Danna," he said. "But you know he wouldn't take you off the offensive team if you insist." He glanced at something over his shoulder. "And also, I think it might be a little late, un."

Sasori followed the bond's line of gaze and rolled his eyes when he was just in time to see Hoshigaki Kisame and Hidan too casually look away. Uchiha Itachi, Kisame's partner, was also with them, but the raven was much, much better at it than them and he was already glancing out the window. Sasori, however, did not doubt for a second that all three of them had witnessed his bouts of pain but decided to appreciate the gesture anyway, simply because he was too tired to muster any more annoyance.

After all, most of it was reserved for his Soulmate out there, whoever it was.

"Must suck," Kisame offered sympathetically. The man plopped himself down in an empty spot on the couch.

Sasori rolled his eyes again. "What can I say," he said sarcastically. Then, to emphasize just how fine he was, he raised his hand and called upon the warm feeling within him. The power, known as chakra, answered and he willed it into strings, which he then used to gather the collapsed cards. The blue threads neatly cleaned up the mess and Sasori tossed the pack to Deidara. "At least it won't kill me."

Because it wouldn't, no matter how painful it might get, for the injuries that appeared on his body were not his, the pain not inflicted directly onto him.

Everyone had a Soulmate, but the chances of actually finding that Soulmate were very slim. The one hint they received was how any pain one felt, as well as any injuries obtained, were reflected on the other.

He was simply feeling whatever his Soulmate, whoever that maybe, was feeling.

"From the way your girl is throwing herself into injury one after another, I'm surprised she isn't dead yet," Hidan said. He wandered past them and vanished into the kitchen.

Some spent lifetimes searching for their Soulmate, but only a lucky few actually got around to meeting them, simply due to the sheer amount of people out there living all over the place. To most, it was merely a tickling thought at the back of their head, where they were aware that there was someone out there, but there were more pressing matters to focus on.

"Might be a guy," someone else said, and Kakuzu, Hidan's partner, appeared at the door moments later. He waved, then followed the silver-haired man into the kitchen.

That was not Sasori's case, though. His case was special because his Soulmate appeared to be very clumsy with two left feet at best, an abuse victim if they were unlucky and involved in something much more horrific at worse. He had never met anyone who hurt as much as he did through the link, and since the problem lay on his other half, there was not much he could do but endure it.

He could still remember glimpses of his childhood when the same bouts of pain had woken his screaming at night. At first, his parents had been there. He could remember his mother wrapping her arms around his shaking frame and his father whispering words of comfort.

Then one day, his parents had vanished but the wracks continued and suddenly he was alone and everything only felt worse as he tried to shield himself from the pain he really had no control over. He had only been four back then, too young to care for himself, and his grandmother had taken him in, where he had grown up ever since.

Sasori scowled and he slowly stretched out his limbs. The pain never lasted like an actual injury and wounds always appeared already scarred over. He checked over himself and noted that somewhere, somehow, it appeared as though his Soulmate had stabbed him or herself in the hand. He scowled, because did they not realize that when very they got hurt, he was heavily affected as well?

He tried not to think of how maybe someone else was causing these injuries, because how was he supposed to know?

Over the years, he had gotten used to the pain. Sometimes they took him by surprise, but as he grew older the daily doses of pain changed to strong bursts of it with periods of peace in between, and if he was careful, he could almost tell when they were coming. He managed to work his life around this, entered a special academy for chakra wielders, and graduated with top marks. He was one of the renowned prodigies of his generation, and it was not long before the Akatsuki, an elite force made up of the best of the best, invited him into their ranks when he was fourteen, an age that had surprised many. Itachi was the only one to have been recruited earlier than him at thirteen.

Said Uchiha glanced at his scarred hand. "I believe you should tell Pein about it anyway," he said quietly. "Just in case they return during the operation, so we know to be prepared."

"Bastard's right," Deidara agreed. "We've been planning this for months; wouldn't want you to trip up at a crucial moment because your Soulmate tripped down the stairs or something."

Sasori scowled because he knew they were right, but that did not make it easier at all. He cursed his Soulmate once again before he begrudgingly nodded. "I'll do that."

The Elemental Nation had once been five different countries that had come together under an alliance to unite into one state, or that was what Sasori often read in history books. Now, though, it was the most advanced, powerful nation in the area.

While it was still separated into five different areas, named Fire, Wind, Lightning, Earth, and Water after the old five nations, they functioned under a single ruling power made up of leaders from the five lands. The Akatsuki had been one of the first organization to be made up of members from different national backgrounds, and what had once been nothing more than a show of unity was now one of the biggest, most trusted security and defence organization known.

Sasori tapped at the power within him and summoned blue strings from his fingertips. They flew around his room, picking up his pouch and stuffing a handful of metal needles, senbon, into it. He flicked his fingers again and the pouch landed neatly in his hand.

Many years ago, mankind had managed to tap into their own lifeforce, and this power, which had been named 'chakra', had long become a necessity in life. There were many uses to it, and those who could wield it and mould it to their commands were simply seen to be superior to those who could not. It could be said that, in a way, one's ability to control it became one value within society.

Sasori himself was considered to be one of the best chakra users out there. His control was considered extraordinary even among those who prided themselves in this aspect, and while most channelled chakra into objects in order to manipulate them, he was one of the few who could summon chakra outside a medium and mould it to his will.

Even without his level of control, though, people found many uses for it. There were those who used it in their everyday lives, for something as simple as strengthening themselves for construction work or using it to enhance their vision for delicate crafts. It was used in hospitals to heal wounds and ease pain, sterilize and operate. A slightly uncommon number blessed with better control than others had unique abilities, ranging from being able to control certain objects infused with chakra from a distance to bending even the elements to their will.

And of course, criminals used it to commit crime and authorities used it to try and catch them.

The Akatsuki had always been small but effective, and as the tales of their successes and prowess spread they soon became known as the official law reinforcing group outside the knights, known as ANBU, and the civilian security force, run by the Uchiha clan. It's members usually worked in pairs, and outside of requested work that usually consisted of rounding up bandits and the likes, they also took on more powerful chakra users that the ANBU could not handle.

Sasori grabbed his cloak and threw it over his shoulder. He glanced around his room one last time before he headed out the door.

At the age of eighteen, Sasori, partner to Deidara, was one of the younger members of the Akatsuki. For the past four years, he had used his powers alongside his fellow members to help with policing their ever-growing nation.

Deidara, who was currently the youngest at seventeen, was a relatively new member though, only two years having passed since he was recruited. Sasori clearly remembered his partner before the blond had taken his place, and that thought alone left a trembling in his hands and a bitter taste in his mouth.

Orochimaru had been a member since before Sasori had joined, and the older man had acted like a mentor to him during his first few months. Known infamously as the 'Snake', he had not only been skilled in combat, but in the more research related aspect of investigations as well, and had dedicated a large part of his time outside of work looking into chakra and its relation to the human body.

It had only been a few months into Sasori's work with the Akatsuki when a group of people trafficking children was brought to light. It was Sasori's first-ever major job but everything had gone smoothly. They managed to rescue all the children unharmed, and while it was revealed that most of the kidnap victims had been orphans taken from the streets, work had been put into giving them food, shelter, and support, and an orphanage had been set up.

Orochimaru had offered to take over the role of managing the orphanage, and it had taken them too long to realize who his true intentions had been.

The man had been using the children at the orphanage as experiments for what he claimed to be scientific research into chakra. By the time there had been enough evidence to try and take him in, he had been long ready for them. He had already transported out many of his successful experiments to bases he had prepared years in advance. Itachi, who had caught up to him after the man had made his initial escape, had gotten into a messy battle with him and Orochimaru managed to escape with a sliver of his life. He had gone into hiding ever since only to reveal himself a year later as a new nation he called 'Sound'. He ran on organized crime and assassinations, and after months, years, of investigation, they had tracked down a major base of his. The Akatsuki had been given full rights to handling the case, and finally, after years of bubbling anger and planning and thoughts of revenge, they were executing a massive operation to take him down.

Sasori entered the main office of their base to see that only Itachi and Kisame were present. He nodded in greeting then took his usual seat at the table.

"Good morning," Itachi said politely.

The raven had once been heir to one of the biggest clans within the nation. The Uchiha, in fact, ran the entirety of the security organization that prioritized civilian safety. When the Akatsuki had recommended him for their ranks, no one had expected him to accept the position. It had caused a huge rift within the Uchiha clan but Itachi had shaken off all the protests and attempts to stop him. Though they were the same age, Itachi was a year his senior within the Akatsuki. He was an unparalleled user of fire, even among his clansmen who were known for fire manipulation. However, what made him truly stand out was what was known as the Sharingan. Rarely, chakra caused physical mutations to occur. The Uchiha were a clan that had managed to pass down this mutation until it became a family trait. The Sharingan affected the eyes of the Uchiha who had them and allowed them to cast illusions that directly affected their targets through eye contact. Itachi was talent, potential, skill, and birthright wrapped up in a single, deadly package.

Kisame grinned. "Finally, huh?"

The man, one of the oldest among them at age twenty-three, was skilled a swordsman as he was a chakra user. He had once been a part of a group known as the Ten Swordsmen that originated from the Land of Water. While during the warring ages decades ago, the Ten Swordsmen of the Mist had been declared one of the most dangerous groups of warriors, it now only existed in name. Still, those who were a part of it were all considered master swordsmen, and Kisame had been recruited for his ability to mould chakra with his weapons. From what he knew, he was also rather skilled in manipulating water.

Sasori nodded. "I can't wait to get my hands on that stupid snake," he hissed.

Itachi nodded. "I let him get away once," he said. The Uchiha had always blamed himself for Orochimaru's escape, even though everyone knew it had not been his fault. Itachi had been fifteen then. Orochimaru was much older and had years more experience on him and the raven had still managed to push the Snake to the edge. "It will not happen again."

Before the rest of them could say anything, the door was thrown open and Deidara marched in. "Morning," he called, then sat down in his chair next to Sasori. "So, who's ready to kick some scaly snake ass?"

Deidara was once a kid Sasori had put behind bars for causing several explosions in abandoned factories. No one had gotten hurt, though, and everything had changed once it was revealed that the explosions were caused not by bombs, but by the blond's unique ability to cause things he channelled chakra into to explode. The Akatsuki, looking for a member after Orochimaru had betrayed them, had taken him in. Sasori would never admit it, but underneath all the noise and annoyance that came with associating with him, he quite liked Deidara. At the very least, he was very entertaining to watch.

Sasori glanced around the room. The four of them would be the attack force. Kakuzu and Hidan had an emergency job within the capital to take care of, and they could not leave their own base unmanned.

"Zetsu returned from his scouting just before you entered the room," Itachi told them. "And it appears Konan will be offering us support. From what we already do know, Orochimaru is currently not within the Northern Base."

Sasori cursed under his breath. They had all known that this would take a long time. Orochimaru definitely had more than one base, and the possibility of him being in the one they decided to take down first was low.

"Sucks," Deidara muttered, appearing to mirror his thoughts. "It would've been nice to just get rid of him now."

"Still, the Northern base is a major one of the Snake hideouts," Kisame pointed out. "Once we take one, it won't be long before we manage to track the others; Orochimaru can't build bases as fast as we can destroy them."

Deidara grinned. "Ohhh, I like the sound of that."

Sasori nodded once, firmly, in agreement.

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