I knew this was going to happen. I knew from the very beginning that he would use me like this. I knew, so why did I allow it to happen. I guess I just thought that I'd really like to pretend to be loved even if just for a little while, or maybe I just wanted some nice memories even if they were fake. I don't know. The only thing that I knew was that this would happen. I knew from the very beginning that I would be laying here dying and he would care nothing about me. I knew that in the end he would care more about his brother than he would about me. So why did I confess my love to him in the first place?
"I love you," I muttered quietly. We were sitting at the ramen stand and I was enjoying a meal that Sasuke was paying for, but I just couldn't actually enjoy it until I let these words out.
"What?" asked Sasuke. His eyes widened by a fraction. He probably doesn't realize that he did it. He probably thinks that his emotional mask has remained the same even through his obvious shock. To any other person it would seem that way, but I am different. I actually love him and I have watched him and learned everything there is to know about him. Perhaps I'm a little obsessed. I don't know.
"I love you," I repeated just loud enough that he would be able to hear me. I didn't want anyone else to know unless he decided to make fun of me. It would just be another thing that they could make fun of me for. Being a fag. I wonder why that is so repulsive to so many people. How is the love of a homosexual any different from the love of a heterosexual? I mean it's not like I'm going to hit on them or anything like that. I don't understand people, but then again I don't think I ever want to.
"Don't be stupid dobe," Sasuke answered.
"I see," I muttered as I put the money down for my meal and got ready to leave. I had been expecting this answer from the beginning. I just really wanted to tell someone about my true feelings for him and who better to tell than the man that I'm in love with. I must be stupid. To think that I could actually gain the happy ending that I had so desperately wanted. Besides, Sasuke deserves someone so much better than me. Someone who can give him children. Someone who isn't a monster like me. I never should have said anything. I should have just kept my mouth closed. I am stupid. "I'm going to go home now," I gave him a fake smile and then turned to leave, but I felt his cold hand wrap around my wrist so I turned to face him.
"Wait," he said. "I understand. If you want, we can start dating."
I wanted to tell him that he was lying. I could see it in his eyes. He cared nothing for me. He didn't want to start dating the dobe. He just wanted my strength. The strength of the Kyuubi. I could see it so clearly in his eyes and yet I took his hand anyway. "I would like that," I said against my will. I should have been horrified to hear those words come out of my mouth while a true smile worked its way onto my lips, but the only thing I could feel was a fake sense of happiness. It burned in my chest and made my whole body warm and I found myself craving this simple feeling no matter what the cost.
He pulled me slightly forward and, using the hand that had been wrapped around my wrist, grabbed my hand to pull it up to his lips so that he could kiss it. I couldn't help feeling that the only reason that he kissed my hand was because he didn't want to kiss my lips. Who would? Who would want to kiss the lips of a demon? Surely not Sasuke. So he kissed my hand instead to prove to me that he did love me, but it was all too fake. I knew he didn't love me. I was just another stepping stone. One that he knew he could use no matter what if he pretended to love me.
"Move in with me," Sasuke said. It wasn't a request, I knew, but I still felt tears of happiness falling from my eyes. It was the first tears that I had allowed to fall from my eyes in such a long time and they were used to express such a fake sense of happiness. They were useless and I hated that they were falling, but I did nothing to stop them because in that moment I could convince myself that they were real.
"Yes," I smiled happily. How strange that my first moment of happiness would come from a fake love scene between two men that would only lead to my death.
Hey guys. This is the first chapter of fake love. i hope you guys enjoyed it. i have the rest of the story written out already. i'm pretty sure that there are 6 chapters. i will post the new chapter in a week unless i get 5 reviews before then. and i have two reasons for doing this. 1. i really like reviews and i like to hear anything that i could do to make my writing better and 2. i don't want to post it all at once but i also don't want to only post after i get the set amount of reviews because that could take forever.
anyways, i always forget to put these in. disclaimer: i don't own Sasuke or Naruto. i hope you guys enjoy this story. thanks again for reading.