A/N: Please don't question the strangeness or the OOCness of this drabble. It was just fun to write. Heehee.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Dark
Sometimes, it happened.
She and Sasuke would be alone, maybe walking down the street to meet Naruto, or maybe Sakura would have seen Sasuke and tagged along beside him. But sometimes when this happened, Sasuke would be silent, and the expression on his face was a familiar one to Sakura; the one where he would be battling some sort of inner struggle, even though they were only on a walk. He would flinch suddenly, stopping in his tracks. And Sakura, being Sakura, would pause and wait obediently beside him. He would grab blindly at her wrist, taking them down one of the many alleys of Konoha into a shadowed crevice or notch, and she would know what came next.
The tattoos, those dark things that spawned from the bite on his neck, would be crawling down his arm and across the one side of his face. He would be looked down at her, his eyes black with a lust that he normally never possessed, angry, brutal, and thoughtless.
And he would push her against the wall, one arm caging her in and the hand of the other tangled in her hair. He was a shinobi, an expert at keeping her caught. She would wince at his forcefulness, but she would always stay silent when his lips came crashing down on hers with a hunger that was barely human. She wouldn't object, wouldn't push the half-crazed boy with no reason to be doing this away.
Sakura's heart would hammer in her chest as his body pressed against hers, and despite knowing it wasn't really Sasuke, she would kiss him back fiercely, with a longing and a passion she would never be able to truly express. She hoped and prayed her true feelings would make themselves known through her lips, her sighs, her moans, her hands that twisted in Sasuke's dark hair. She would never fight back, because she liked to think these kisses in the shadows, the silent knowledge that something forbidden and angry happened between them quite often, was somehow helping Sasuke. Healing him. Maybe it would send the curse away.
She knew it wasn't really Sasuke, and she knew it would never truly erase the curse and the secrets of his desperate past. But she also knew it was the best she would ever get from him.