Title: Stained Red
By: DarkNightDreamer
A/N: Er…yeah. I'm doing a face lift for this story. Unexpectedly, the plot changed. So please excuse the story if it doesn't seem to flow right…
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Warning: AU
Summary: In the fight over Uchiha Enterprises, Sakura Haruno nor Sasuke Uchiha will bow down to each other. Not to mention a certain Weapon's Mistress and a Hyuuga hold a grudge against each other. Conflict? Hell yeah. Romance? Hell no.
It was a starry night, she could tell. A night on which one would expect young lovers drifting on the lake, a beautiful round moon gleaming above their dark heads, stars dancing across the sky in intervals; a scene of peace, romance.
Slipping softly off of her silk sheets, a long brown-haired girl of about sixteen made her way to her closed window balcony, clad only in a thin layer of linen, her nightgown.
Wrenching the handle sideways, she pushed the glass outwards, and was greeted by a sudden gust of cold wind. She shivered almost involuntarily.
Padding quietly back to her welcoming canopy bed, she slid under the thin blanket, and curled up. Finally succumbing to the heaviness of her eyelids, she closed her chocolate eyes, and drifted off into a deep sleep, long brown hair spreading over the pale cream pillows, surrounding her head like a halo.
The curtains blew in sync with the soft breeze, and a shadow slinked through the slightly open window, walking slowly and firmly over to the still form on the bed. He had waited long and hard for this.
However, luck seemed not to be on the intruder's side today, as chocolate eyes snapped open, widened, and narrowed slightly as a sinister smile played at the girl's lips.
The shadowed figure withdrew a sharp weapon from his holster, twirled it twice around his pointer finger, and expertly held it to the side of the girl's neck.
Ah. So he knew she was awake.
You should know better than to use my own kind against me. She speaks softly, as if afraid to shatter the heart wrenching silence, her body not once leaving its current position.
He only smirks. Hn.
As quick as a flash of lightning, he is pinned to her bed, and their long hair flutters with the sudden movement, mingling with the other.
She bends her face down slowly to his, and whispers. I knew you'd come tonight. I've been waiting…
His smirk widens even more. However, his white eyes reveal a flash of surprise. Oh? He challenges.
Yes…she trails off quite mysteriously, and lowers her face down the last inch, and their lips touch.
He is in shock, but she doesn't end there.
She makes herself comfortable on top of him. Just a little while longer, my rival…She thinks, her mouth curving just the slightest millimeter.
And then he is drowning in the passion she displays for him.
And at the moment of which he least expects it, he feels a spasm of pain between his ribs. Then it hits him.
She slips the long razor blade between his ribs, ripping his gray-peach shirt in the process, and pulls back as blood pours out of his slightly open mouth, and he breathes raggedly.
How foolish of me not to realize. He laughs mirthfully, ruefully.
She flips her long hair over her shoulder. She doesn't answer.
I suppose my mission finishes her, she tosses back to him as she turns to make her leave.
He does not answer as he painfully pulls the sharp weapon out of his side.
Such a shame. Your sheets are now stained red.
She laughs, a dry one without any trace of humor.
I have never cared about my silk sheets. They are just another tool. Only for comfort.
Hn. He responds quite faintly. Too much blood loss, he realizes.
Well, looks like I should go. She flashes a bright smile at him that doesn't reach her eyes, and jumps off of the balcony, her brown hair shimmering in the moonlight.
Before everything turns fuzzy and fades into black, the injured boy half-smiles.
You've not seen the last of me…he whispers.
And his head lolls backwards; hitting the soft down pillows, and drenches him in the smell of her.
A/N: Yeah. Please review like before. :D
Hopefully, the characters are not out of character. So, please review.
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