Hey! Izabel here! Wow, this is my second attempt at a fanfic, and yes I am excited. This fic just came pouring out of me. At the time, I was in extreme distress, and I just immediately went to my lap top and started typing. Hope you guys enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I in no way have any property over Naruto.
Summary: Being unfaithful is easy to do. At first, it was just a one time thing, but now he's become addicted.
It was just so easy, Sasuke thought.
So easy, in fact, that it almost seemed unreal.
Naruto was way too trusting. But then again, how could he not be?
They had been officially going out, practically married, for six years. He remembered the exact day, when he and Naruto had confessed each other's love to one another. Naruto had looked so perfect, an ideal image of anyone's boyfriend. The rain had poured and poured, but that didn't stop their sweet kisses. Even now, Naruto's unique taste lingered on his tongue.
Sasuke looked at his sleeping lover's face. Naruto looked so adorable with all that golden hair, and cute baby face. Sasuke reached out to stroke his face gently. I love you.
A part of him wished Naruto would wake up, and ask "where you going Sasuke-kun?" in that innocent voice of his. At least that way he wouldn't be able to hold it all in. He could just let it simply spill. Everything...his guilt..his inner battle...his affair with one of Naruto's best friends. But no. He had to see him. Yes him-the eptimome of sexiness and danger all wrapped up in one sizzling body. So just like child's play, he left Naruto in his deep slumber, and grabbed his coat. He quickly jotted down a note of how he had an emergency at the office. With one last guilty glance at Naruto he stepped out into the night; making sure to lock the door behind him.
It was just so easy...
The darkness felt wonderful to Sasuke. It was accepting him, or perhaps warning him of what was to come. Each step Sasuke took made him forget about Naruto, and hold onto him. Sasuke began to run. He was almost there. Almost to his place of pleasure.
301 Harper St.
He was here finally. Sasuke jumped up the steps to the apartment. From the outside, it looked pleasant enough, but oh Sasuke knew. Without knocking he flung open the door-knowing it would be unlocked.
"Why Sasuke I didn't know you would be so excited to see me."
There he was, sitting elegantly on a black leather couch in a black tuxedo. The fews buttons that were undo allowed for a toned pale chest to appear. Toussled red hair, and sexy aqua eyes looked at Sasuke.
"I need it now, Gaara."
Sasuke leapted onto Gaara's lap, and kissed him feriously. Gaara in turn,bit Sasuke's tongue-making blood run down his chin. The positions were flipped, and Gaara was the one towering over Sasuke. He lapped up Sasuke's blood. There were no gentle touches or soft kisses. If Naruto was heaven, than Gaara was hell. Right now, Sasuke didn't want an angel.
(To be continued)
How was it? Remember to be kind, it's my second fanfic!