She stares at his black, black orbs. Lost inside the blankness and coldness that consumes her, she shudders. No. This is what I wanted all along. His touch, his warmth, his love. She was his at last. Years of unrequited love, her devotion toward this genius Shinobi, her obsession…she was finally able to fulfill her desires. But why does her heart shatter under that glare? She could feel it breaking into a million shards of pieces, and that she will never heal, because she was no longer…

"Sakura," He whispered, and gazed apathetically at the pink headed girl and held up her chin with his hand. Tilting it up, he leaned down and his lips touched hers. "I love you."

The kiss deepened. Her mind was screaming and resisting, utterly sickened by the terrible, revolting sweetness. But she ignored these thoughts. Why. Am. I. Doing. This. To. Myself. But she knew that the moment he said those words iloveyou she was charmed, that for this moment, she was cared for, special, and an important person. She wanted to feel needed. They stared at each other for what seemed like hours. They parted ways.

The same exact thing will happen to her tonight just like every other time he's said those three words. Go home. Shower. Cry. Sleep. Cry. Cry.

Because…

IT'S

ALL

A

LIE

Why do you do this to me?

Tonight, just before falling asleep, she whispers a name in her dreams in between heartbreaking sobs.

"Sasuke."

He looks at her, peeking into her room, and an undecipherable expression flickered on his face for only a second.

"Sasuke, why do you do this to me?"

He stiffens. Heart beating fast, sweat forms, and suddenly, his acquire an odd sensation in his heart.

Quickly, he kills these feelings, and murmurs,

"Pathetic."