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"She holds the power to revive your dead brother, sasuke"

Sasuke couldn't sleep. With the new information he had received, it felt as though he was drowning into ice cold water.

How did weak, incompetent, annoying-- his mind supplies--Sakura Haruno have that much power?

Could she really revive the dead? His beloved brother?

What did Kabuto mean? Sasuke grit his teeth. That asshole was deceptively manipulating his mind, and for the love of god, it was working. A little too well.

Fuck it.

After being indecisive for too long, finally sasuke made up his mind.

He would find answers.

And he'd find them now.

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The cell was small and dark, but with his new eye prowess, none of those insignificant little details mattered anymore.

He could see their new prisoner seemed to be on edge, and it seemed the inmates had bonded in whatever little time they had known each other, for he immediately scooted closer towards Sakura.

Sasuke raised his brow a qautre of an inch.

Pathetic.

"You, stand up."

"And which 'you' would you be referring to?" Sakura scoffs, crossing her shackled arms.

Sasuke's hands rest on the hilt of his kusunagi. "You."

Sakura looks around dramatically, her head going back and forth to the wall and him.

"Excuse me. Sorry, someone named 'you' please come forward. The great sasuke uchiha would like to see you."

She then turns to her worried-looking cellmate. "C, please tell 'you' to step forward since 'you' doesn't seem to be listening to me."

It took all sasuke's will power to not slice her neck off right there and then. Instead his right eye twitched for a Millie-second.

"Sakura."

Seeming pleased with her self, she nods her head. "Yes, uchiha?"

Such venom.

"Get the fuck up."

"Sorry. No can do. I'm a little bit-" she clanks her hands together-"chained up, at the moment."

She did not just make a pun.

Oh, but she did.

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