Hey! :)
My first fanfiction in a long time! Yay! I'm so excited to be back! I hope everybody enjoys reading :) The idea for this badboy popped into my head about three days ago, so I hopped onto my computer and punched it out over the next two. I apologize if the grammar is a bit rusty, but I was just sooOOoo eager to get every word down on digital paper lol, though I think everything was in order when I pre-read it. Alrighty then, enjoy everyone!
DISCLAIMER: I do NOT own any of the characters in the Naruto/Naruto Shippuuden series, this story is for fun, not profit.
Chapter 1: Gone
"Where are you going?" the pink haired kunoichi rubbed her sleepy eyes, and glanced at the clock resting on the nightstand next to her bed.
"It's 2 in the morning Sasuke-kun!"
The expressionless young man hardly threw a glance towards Sakura's direction in response.
Her heart dropped.
"But...you promised.."
Sasuke still didn't respond. Instead, he continued to dress himself. Just his boots now and he would be done. He would be gone.
Sakura felt the betrayal, the hurt, the anger rising up in her...again. This wouldn't have been the first time this had happened to her.
This wouldn't have been the first time he had done this to her.
Sakura sat up in her bed, the dark navy-colored sheets and comforter rumpled and eschew from the previous hours of adult actions that had taken place.
She must have just barely drifted off to sleep, momentarily at peace with her wariness, convinced that as she slept snuggled up to the man she loved so dearly that this time, things would be different.
The harsh reality that was shoving his foot into his other boot and lacing it up was that, no, nothing would be different.
Tears filled Sakura's eyes, and she was grateful to the darkness of night for hiding it, "Why?"
Sasuke paused, though still not looking her way.
"You never stay. You never keep your word. You swore," Sakura refused to let her tears reveal themselves within her voice, though it was a challenge, "You told me you would stay this time. You swore it, Sasuke-kun."
The silent Uchiha was finished dressing himself, and moved towards the bedroom door.
His silence towards her stung greater than any words he could have possibly spoken.
And this was how it happened, every time.
Sure, Haruno Sakura was no longer a child, not anymore. She was 20, she was one of the most well-established and highly respected kunoichi in Leaf Village. She had blossomed into adult-hood beautifully, and all but masted the ways of a medic-nin. Her power was unmatchable for any female at her age, and even most males. Her master and Hokage, Tsunade, had even let her in on the secret that she was most likely getting a position as Jounin at the end of that very year-if all plans went accordingly.
All of the accomplishments, the progress, the developments that Sakura had made over her years of training and practice, yet one thing had never changed.
Sakura was still in love with Uchiha Sasuke.
She was still just as drawn to him now as she was when she had first laid eyes on him when they were only little children.
Shortly after Sakura's 18th birthday, she lost her virginity to Sasuke. Even knowing it was not his first time, like it was hers, it was as if all her dreams had come true.
He was passionate, dominating, and made her body feel as though it were on fire from just the skilled touch of a finger.
For the next two years, there would be social events where out of no where, a husky whisper would coax Sakura to an empty or secluded area, or a light tap on her door in the middle of the night would have a welcomed visitor on the other side of it.
For the next two years, Sakura gave herself to Sasuke fully whenever asked her for it.
For the next two years, Sakura came running whenever Sasuke called.
For the next two years, Sakura lived for these moments.
For the next two years, Sakura prayed that he would just stay with her the whole night, just once.
Hope kept her love for him alive. Hope that he would finally feel the same exact way for her, that is what kept her saying "Yes", without fail.
Sakura climbed out of the bed shakily and groped the cool hardwood floor quickly for her skimpy rose-colored nightgown. Tugging it over her bed-head swiftly, she followed Sasuke down the hall.
"I told you," she couldn't hide the waiver in her voice this time as she stormed after him, "I told I wasn't going to do this anymore, I wasn't going to be your booty-call!"
Sakura wasn't stupid. Two years of it or not, she knew what she was to Sasuke, the man she loved. She just naively hoped that it would all somehow change one day.
"You said you would stay with me tonight."
Sakura put herself between the front door and Sasuke. Her emerald eyes shimmered with tears and she glared at him, she wanted him to see how much he was hurting her. Sasuke's onyx eyes looked back at her, dully contemplating a response.
"I did stay with you."
"No!"
Sakura's voice rose slightly, "That isn't what I mean, and you know it."
Sasuke sighed, "Sakura, I don't have time for this."
"And I had time to let you into my house at midnight, just because you were looking for a good screw?"
"You obviously didn't have many complaints."
She wanted to hit him.
"Why won't you stay? Tell me," she demanded, crossing her arms over her chest. The kunoichi wasn't going to take his abandonment again, not this time.
"Sakura,"
Sasuke took Sakura's chin gently between his thumb and index finger, and pulled her face up until her lips were a soft inch away from his.
Almost immediately, as if on cue, the anger and hostility evaporated from Sakura's veins. Her breath quickened, her heart beat a little harder in her chest, and she felt a warmth bringing color to her cheeks.
"Have a good night."
The words pierced her ear drums, and the kiss that was lightly planted on her pale lips was meaningless- she was numb.
Sidestepping around her, Sasuke closed the door behind him without looking back. Sakura stood with her head still tilted slightly up, but instead of staring into the dark eyes of the man she loved, she was staring at the black ceiling.
Steady tears dripped freely from her eyes now, lightly patting down on her shoulders and chest.
She just wanted to be held. To be cuddled. To be comforted. She wanted the love that she knew she was supposed to feel after sharing yourself so intimately with another human being. At least, she thought she deserved to feel that way.
Sakura slowly crept back to her room.
Did she even deserve to feel that way? That love?
Crossing her arms across her body, Sakura sat on the edge of her bed and held herself. She rested her chin on her knees and let the emptiness, the abandonment begin to swallow her up. She cried.
When Sakura snapped herself out of her silent thoughts and tears, she was certain it had only been several minutes, until she looked at the dull red glow of the letters on the clock reading, "4:15am".
"Damn it.."
More crying. More useless, pathetic crying over Sasuke Uchiha.
Sakura crawled into the center of her bed and wrapped herself up in the soft comfort of her sheets and pillows. This was the kind of cuddling she had been used to all these years.
"No more," she whispered, turning to look out of the bedroom window. The moon was hidden behind dark clouds,
"Next time...I'm the one who will leave."
Sakura drifted off to sleep another hour later, but her tears kept falling a little longer after that.
She made a promise to herself that night.
No more love.
None.
She would stop having her feelings towards Sasuke-kun, or die trying. Not only that, she wouldn't be the one to have her heart broken, not ever again.
"If I ever fall in love again..."
The hollow feeling in the pit of Sakura's stomach shifted uneasily.
"I'll have a heart attack."
Virtual cake and cookies go to whoever can guess where I got my inspiration from! Haha. What did everyone think? I know, I know, keep in mind that it's a work in progress!
Thank you all for reading, and depending on how much feedback I get, I'll try getting Chapter 2 up by this time next week! Until then.
Xoxo,
Monica :)
