Intolerance Ch. 8

                               Chapter Eight: Cold, Heartless Bastard


The next night, Kerushii was required to go down to Orochimaru’s room for some experimenting. But, she wouldn’t leave her room; she was actually too terrified to do so. After hearing the screams last night, she knew that the ‘experiment’ wasn’t going to be very pleasant. So she sat on her bed, chewing her bottom lips nervously. Why, you ask? Sasuke was going to come in and have a little ‘chat’ with her.

“I’m coming in.” Sasuke opened the door, and shut it behind him, looking to the girl on the bed. “You need to get down there. Orochimaru gets impatient very easily.”

“I’m not going down there after what I…heard last night.”

“It’s not that bad.”

“H-How do you know? O-Orochimaru said that you were never needed for experimenting.”

He shrugged. “That’s just me; you’re just some girl who he found last night. For all I know, you could be dead tomorrow morning.”

Kerushii lowered her head, playing with her feet and remained silent. “…I’d rather die than go down there.”

Sasuke started to walk to the bed. “Hn. The young ones like you are always like this, and you know what? They end up dying a cruel death.”

“Will you shut up?!” she suddenly snapped, looking a bit angry.

Sasuke cocked an eyebrow, how this girl somewhat reminded him of himself. “Don’t talk back to me.”

Kerushii looked away, her anger suddenly fading away.

After a few minutes or two, Sasuke let out a small groan. “Alright, if you won’t go on your own…” he went over and picked her up. “I’ll just take you down there myself.” He threw her over his shoulder and began to head for the door.

“W-Wait, no! Do-Don’t take me down there!” she pleaded

“Tch, stop whining” he mumbled and opened the door.

Kerushii started kicking. “P-Put me down!!! She flailed. “You can’t do this to me!!” she protested, starting to pound her fist into his back.

Sasuke’s anger levels were beginning to rise. “Stop that, this instant.” He growled, activating his Sharingan.

Kerushii did a quick hand sign, and jumped down from his shoulder. She startled bolting the other way, terrified.

“Yo-You little son of a bitch!” The Uchiha cried out and ran after her. “Damn it!” he cursed as he rounded a corner.

Kerushii had no idea where to run to. She was bolting as fast as she could, running aimlessly through out the dark halls. Suddenly, she heard a sharp pitched noise, and before she knew it, she was hanging from a katana lodged into the wall.

The Uchiha had thrown his katana to stop her, and succeeded. He walked up to the runaway, and held her chin, glaring into her fearful eyes. “Come with me. Now.” He growled, his eyes an angry crimson red.

Kerushii whimpered as she hit the ground. Sasuke put his katana back in its holster, and began walking down the hall, to his room. Even though she didn’t want to, she had to follow him. She did, staying a good distance away from him though.

Sasuke stood in front of his door, and Kerushii stood behind him, gulping. “I-I didn’t wan-“

“Shut up.” He warned, and opened the door, walking inside. Kerushii followed him into the dark room, lit by only a few candles. Sasuke was sitting on the bed, Sharingan activated. Then, the door closed, and locked.

Kerushii began shaking, and took a step back. Something wasn’t right here, and she didn’t like it one bit.

“Kerushii.” The Uchiha asked as calmly as he could without snapping. “Come here.”

Kerushii’s legs wouldn’t move. “I-I just wanted to stay in my-“

“Don’t make me come get you, this be less painful if you comply.”

What did he mean by that? Slowly though, Kerushii found herself walking to the Uchiha; she was absolutely terrified.

Sasuke spread his legs apart as she came near him. Once she was in reach, he grabbed her arm and roughly yanked her over his knee; her upturned rear in the perfect position. He flipped up the back over her kimono, and raised his hand, bringing it down with a loud SMACK.

Kerushii let out a small yelp, and her face went red. “U-Uchiha-san---! A-Ah!!! N-No!” she pleaded

Sasuke had never spanked anyone before, but he knew that when he did, it would hurt. He began to bring his palm down fast and hard, playing a vicious tempo over her poor rear.

“I-Itai! S-S—“  SMACK “A-Ahhh!!!” SMACK SMACK SMACK “P-Please--!!!” SMACK SMACK SMACK “…S-Stop!!!” she pleaded

The cold Uchiha ignored her and kept playing her ass like a drum. He remembered the first time Orochimaru brought him over his knee. Man, was it one hell of an experience he’d never forget. He started on the young girls thighs, wanting to get his point through. He could defiantly tell when he saw the tears streaming down her embarrassed face.

“G-Gomen n-n-nasai!!!!” she cried, starting to kick and squirm, wriggling her hips.

Sasuke gave her some sharp swats of disapproval. He wasn’t going to stop unless he thought it was necessary.  So, he started to increase the spanks, also adding chakra.

Kerushii literally broke, and started to sob; falling limp at the harsh spanks. She cried over his large knee, and clung to him.

Sasuke sighed, and gave her ten more smacks before stopping, flipping her kimono back down, and roughly pulled her up. He ignored her sobbing and grabbed her, throwing her over his shoulder again, and headed out the door with the sobbing teen over his shoulder.

Kerushii wasn’t protesting, knowing that if she did she’d end up a mess.

Once they got there, Sasuke knocked on the door.

Orochimaru opened it. “Ah, Sasuke-kun.” He hissed. “I heard some screaming down the hall, I assumed that you were putting Kerushii here in her place, ne?”

“Something like that.” He muttered as Kerushii lay softly crying now over his shoulder.

“I’ll take it from here.” He hissed, and turned around, walking back into the room.

Sasuke set the girl on her feet, not even looking at her tear-stained face, and gave her a shove into the room, and closed it. He began walking down the hall again; it was getting late, so he decided to head to his room to sleep, he had nothing else better to do. He went into his room, and plopped down onto his bed, turning on his side. He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but tonight he couldn’t, because now Kerushii’s screams echoed down the halls. He felt a pang of guilt; he’d become a cold heartless bastard.