I do not own anything. any criticism is welcome i will be adding to this story but this is just a quick first chapter.

fun.

The blade made its way through, tearing the flesh in it's way, the adrenaline in his system was fading as the panic and realization of what he has just done set in.

He took two shacked steps back dropping the now blood covered object with a shocked expression. The noise the knife made brought him back to a harsh reality.

He had killed someone,committed a murder. He had taken some ones life away from them. He would go to jail and he didn't even want to think about what would happen to him in there.

He poked his head around the corner, good no one was there. He picked up the now non breathing woman and threw her into the back of his car and put some blankets over her. He would just have to get ride of everything, he dumped the body into the river and set fire to the blankets. His sin could keep him warm until he stopped shaking.

When he finally calmed down and got slowly back into his car and started looking for any blood stains, He got lucky.

He went home and sat in his living room staring at his hands, shacking. He had washed his hands but they still felt filthy, covered in another human beings could still feel the liquid running down his hands, would this feeling ever dissapear?. He gave himself a harsh slap to the face hoping to keep his usual calm and un emotional posture.

He put the kettle on hoping that a calming tea would help. After a few seconds decided that only a cold beer could help and turned the kettle off slamming the fridge door open. he sat on the couch and turned the TV on he rubbed his temple in frustration.

"get it together sasuke, you are a uchiha"

He was about to continue but heard the door starting to unlock. He sighed, it must be his fiance.

The pink haired girl walked in with a bright smile that was always plastered on her face. Sasuke was very happy with her, he was usually a very cold person but with her he felt he could smile. Not this time none of her butterfly kisses or warm hugs or even that beautiful smile she always wore could make him crack a smile this time.

"hey sakura" he turned to her giving her a slight smile he didn't want to explain any of this to her.

"Hello Sasuke-Kun" she replied taking off her jacket and kissing him on the cheek heading for the kettle.

Sasuke sat in bed that night just staring at the ceiling, remembering every detail. It was already haunting him, the scream that left her rosy lips, the clank the knife made when it hit the ground, the look in her eyes of pure terror. He started remembering what it felt like to pierce the knife through her flesh, the adrenalin rush the feeling of power, that power over another persons life. You chose if they die or live. What scared sasuke the most was one thing. He liked it.