Don't own Naruto.
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"Sasuke? Are you okay?" A concerned redhead asked next to him.
"Uh…yeah."
Sasuke was definitely not fine. Not at all. This woman was staring, well not staring, more like gawking at his bare torso while he was sleeping this whole time? He just woke up from a strange dream, about…her, again. Wait, why her of all people, anyway? Either way he being Sasuke just left that stoic face on so she wouldn't say a thing.
"Are you sure?" She purred, leaning closer.
Sasuke still thinking and definitely not knowing what was happening was unfazed as Karin softly kissed him. She noticed he wasn't responding, so she tried to urge it on because she wanted her to feel her and kiss her and anything else, but it only resorted to him putting his arms around her shoulders and softly pushing her away.
He could see the look of sadness in her red eyes that looked so green now, but it quickly disappeared as she apologized to him and left him alone in the room.
This kiss made him think about her. She kept on invading his dreams every single night leading to his frustrations the day after. When he sees her, he thinks about her. He notices some differences as well as a lot of similarities between both of them. During Karin's kiss he tasted hers. Refreshing and soothing. When he sees Karin he pictures her right next to him. He sees her for how she is not what she wears. When he sees ruby red, he sees emerald green. When he sees long, wild hair, he sees short, gentle hair. He's taken by these thoughts of her. And only her.
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"Oh, hey Sasuke umm about yesterday, well I I'm…"
She didn't get to finish because in that instant he was upon her, kissing her. Wait her? Wow! He was forceful and demanding. He was definitely craving something, badly. She just couldn't stop loving what he was doing to her. But if she knew why he was doing this, then she might not have let him continue. Sasuke said nothing as he kept on kissing her. She was his sweetest drug at the moment; it relieved him of living in the real and staying in the fantasy. The fantasy he created for himself.
Although she was second best and wasn't the girl he wanted, he can pretend it was her. Although in reality she wasn't in his fantasy he was. He walked her to his room, to his bed. Everything she did that night, as well as other nights, he would picture her, his addiction now, Sakura.
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M: this ones short. but its okay. :) review?
