Chapter Eight: You Don't Remember Me?

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Shikamaru's POV

I looked at the stack of papers on my desk and sighed. I should probably call Ino to help me with this crap again. Focusing my eyes on our family picture for a moment before shutting them close, I rested my back on my black-leathered chair.

"This is so troublesome.. I wonder how King Sasuke and the others are going?" I asked to no one in particular as I played the pen I was holding. I was about to drift off to sleep, but suddenly, my office's doors burst opened. Revealing Suigetsu, Karin and Juugo who were still catching their breathes.

Wait, where's the royalty?

I immediately stood up and gritted my teeth. I can sense that something bad happened based on their expressions. But before I could inquire what the conflict is, Suigetsu rapidly informed me with a worried look,

"SHIKA! SASUKE WAS KIDNAPPED!!!"

What the heck?!

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Darkness.

All I could see, is pure darknes as the chains they locked me with rattled. The only noise you could hear inside this small chamber. Gently, I closed my eyes and took in a deep breathe to help me think. This is insane. It has been three days since they brought me here.

If my wife is just playing her little pranks on me, well, this isn't funny anymore. Sakura is like a whole different person. What happened to her? And yes, I am a hundred percent sure that she's my long lost wife. I can recognize her chakra signature anywhere. I sighed and focused my eyes at the cemented flooring.

"The tables have been turned, huh?" I murmured to no one in particular as I recalled the days I was the one who kidnapped her. Are they gonna keep in me for ransome?

Just then, the metal door creeked open. I slightly looked up to see the person who entered. My heart ached. Her black 6-inched heels clicked as she walked towards me. She was wearing her Akatsuki cloak and had her long, pink hair in a braid. She looks like a badass. No..

She looks like a criminal.

But she's still my wife.

The woman stopped, right in front of me. "Uchiha."

Our eyes met. My dark obsidian orbs bore into her and vice versa.

She had this cold, ignorant look on her flawless face that screamed merciless.

"S-Sakura.." my voice? Yeah. It cracked the moment I called her beautiful name. But instead of hugging me, she slapped my face. Hard.

SLAP!

Making my head turn to the other direction. Damn. I can feel my cheek burning with the physical pain she caused. But of course, the emotional scars hurt more.

"How dare you call me by my name, Uchiha. You are in my territory, so show some respect!"

I stayed silent, thinking that was just an illusion. Yeah, maybe this is just some twisted dream of mine!

"Slap me again."

I heard my wife gasped. Seriously, was I asking too much?

Immediately, I jerked my head towards her and gave her a dead serious look. She looked shocked at first, but when I explained, her facial reaction became that of an amused woman.

"This is just a dream, I know it! Now, just slap me again and wake me up!"

Later on, her laughter filled the room.

But it wasn't the kind of laugh I wanted to hear from her. It wasn't the sweet, melodic laughter that once made my knees go weak. No, it was a kind of laugh that will make you think we're in some sort of horror movie.

"Hahahaha! You really are mentally retarded, aren't you? Shut up."

She stepped closer and pulled my hair, making me look up directly at her face. The pinkette smirked.

"I'd love to slap you again, believe me. But doing that, means wasting more time, Your Highness. So, let's just skip to the point."

I only stared at her. And dammit, even if Sakura Haruno is acting like a psychopath this very moment, I can't help but be mesmerized by her charms.

I think I'm falling for my wife again.

"You, Sasuke Uchiha, will help us with our one goal. That is, to rule over Konohagakure and the whole Fire Country, whether you like it or not. But, in the mean time.."

"What?" Her sinister smile widened.

"...You, will be a personal slave."

Sh*t. What the fck is this?!

And before I could even react, she kissed my torridly. Pulling me closer to her for more access. She then slipped her tongue inside my mouth! During the kiss, my eyes shot wide as saucers! She's crazy! But of course, I'm even crazier. Why?

I kissed her back.

It was heated moment.

And I guess, after a few more minutes, only then did we pulled away from each other.

While I was catching my breathe, I managed to ask her the question that was lingering in my mind for some time now.

"Do you remember me?"

But instead of giving me a 'Yes' or 'No' as an answer, she looked away and turned on her heel. And before she left the me, the only words I heard from her was..

"I don't know."

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