Author's note: Just something I was thinking about. Maybe you can guess who the characters are (if you can't guess, I'll tell you at the bottom).
Disclaimer: All characters belong to Masashi Kishimoto. The plot of this fic is the only thing I own.
Only By the Night
I never wondered why he didn't stay.
When morning found me, I was always alone. The sun's warm rays would spill across my bare back, leaking through the gap between the windowsill and the curtain. His side of the bed was always made and the covers were always pulled up over my naked shoulders, all evidence of him ever being with me erased.
We had a schedule, an unspoken agreement.
He came every night like clockwork. And every morning, without exception, he was gone before the sun rose.
While every morning I woke to an empty, cold bed, she woke to a beautiful, god-like man beside her. It never occurred to me to be jealous.
It wasn't rare for us to pass each other on the street. On bad days, I would see the two of them together. His eyes would flicker over to mine, the startling blackness holding my gaze for a moment before flitting away, moving down to meet her eyes. She would smile up at him, murmur his name, touch his cheek. Or, on some days, he would look down at her, murmur her name, touch her cheek.
Envy never struck me because I knew. As perfect as they seemed, I knew.
I knew that at night, it was my lips he was kissing.
It didn't matter that he chose her over me.
Because at night, it was my name he was moaning.
I didn't care that it had always been her.
At night, it was my touch he wanted.
I didn't hate him for loving her.
At night, he was mine and I was his.
He loved me only by the night.
But that was enough.
A/N: If you couldn't tell, this one-shot was from Ino's perspective. The boy was Sasuke. The girl was Sakura.
A little bitter, but I thought it was allowable.
Let me know what you think :)