Sakura sighed softly as she patiently waited for her boyfriend to come home. She glanced tiredly at the wall clock. '11:30 pm and he's still not home..'
She knew he had work and all, but they didn't have to keep him this late, did they?
Her heart raced as an unpleasant thought crossed her mind. ' He might be cheating..' She bit her lip. It was possible. He came home late a lot and acted cold and distant. Never even told her "I love you". He never even acted like he cared.
She shook her head. 'That's not enough proof..' But she knew that what she was telling herself was not convincing enough to keep her satisfied. He couldn't be cheating. He was emotionless, his childhood friend , Naruto, assured her that he wasn't cheating.
Because he was his co-worker. And he's known Sasuke since birth. He assured her that he never dated anyone, until her. And back when he was single, yes he would sleep with girls, but he would never pleasure them or kiss them.
She was the only girl that ever made him change ; feel different.
She brushed away those thoughts and tried to focus on the positive stuff they did together. 'We make love frequently...'
Though she knew it wasn't love-making. It was more like fucking. He did it to her whenever he wanted to. That's the only kind of "positive" contact they had.
That made her bitter towards him. The way her fucked her instead of make love to her. He also rough and dark when they did it. And uncaring. He kissed her, but she didn't know if it was out of lust or not.
She would cry every night, without him knowing, and if he ever noticed her tears stained cheeks or red eyes, she would smile and pretend nothing happened.
She sighed sadly. 'That's all I'm good for. Besides cleaning and cooking..' Sometimes, she wondered if moving in with him was a good decision.
Because she was beginning to regret it. 'I don't even know if he loves me.. I don't think he does..' He never showed any signs of romantic feelings for her.
She remembered the argument she had with her mom about her moving in with him. It happened after graduation, while they were eating her mom's special, home-cooked dinner.
"Congratulations, sweetheart!"
"Mom, you already said that!" She giggled. "I can't help it! My baby's all grown up!" She laughed.
"You're going to have a great job and do all those things you love!" She gushed. "I know!" Then she frowned, remembering something.
"Wait... I can't do those things.." Her mom looked bewildered.
" W-what? Why not?" Sakura smiled.
"I'm going to move in with my boyfriend, instead! He's going to be working! Isn't that great?" Her mother frowned, realizing.
" Why can't you work, too?"
"He said he wanted to do it!"
Sonomi sighed.
" You're throwing away you're life for that rogue?" Sakura stayed silent.
"What about YOUR future? He's a rebel, honey.. He looks dangerous.. He could break your heart!"
"He won't cheat on me! He nerve hurt me!"
"That's not what I mean.." She sighed. "I can tell he's.. He''s apathetic.."
"I'm moving in with him and you can't stop me! " She yelled angrily, standing up and running out of the house. "Sakura.."
She came back the next day to collect her things. That was the last time she saw or contacted her mother. A couple weeks later, she learned her mother died of a stroke. Her mother's sister, Tsunade, had called, asking if Sakura wanted to live with her.
Tsunade was married to a rich aristocrat named Dan Senju, and they both loved Sakura very much. As if she were their daughter, and would do anything to for her.
But she had declined her offer, not wanting to leave Sasuke alone.
Sakura sighed. She couldn't believe all of that happened a few months ago. ' And what did Sasuke do to "help" me?He screwed me..'
The door opened, and a tall, handsome guy stood. He closed the door behind him and sat on the couch.
"S-Sasuke-kun, why are you late?"
"Work.." He stared at her with his pitch black eyes. "You're lying." He narrowed his eyes at her. Then he smirked darkly. She frowned, knowing what was coming. And she knew that she would lose the battle. Again.
He pulled her onto his lap.
"Sakura.." His breath tickled her ear. He eyed her lace nightgown with lust filled eyes. She shifted uncomfortably. He began kissing her slender neck, sliding a hand up her thigh.
"Sasuke-kun." She breathed. God, she was such a temptation. If he had less control, he would have got her on all fours and fucked her senseless. He wasn't supposed to feel that way, he was an Uchiha, he was suppose to have control.
But she made him different in so many ways. It was something he couldn't help. No one ever had that effect on him.
Except her.
Soft, porcelain skin and those shimmering emerald eyes. Slender, curvaceous body. Soft, silky pink hair. Her chest size was fair for someone so petite.
She was a delicate, fragile little angel.
He liked the nightgown she picked out, it was secretly his favorite. The lace one with thin straps and stopped mid-thigh.
His thumb brushed over her clit, through her silk underwear. She let out a soft moan. She wrapped her arms around his neck, He smirked. She always gave in, no matter what.
"What do you want me to do?" He whispered huskily into her ear. The girl breathed softly. "Hmmm?" He said, playing with her clit. "Take me, Sasuke-kun." She whimpered.
Good. The neighbors would complain again tomorrow. About Sakura's loud moans. ' Music to my ears..' And about him corrupting a sweet girl like her.
"Please.."
He chuckled darkly, and with one swift movement, slid off her panties, tossing it on the floor. "Do you want me to pleasure you, first?" She whined impatiently, indicating that she didn't want his offer. Another dark chuckle.
He lifted her and bent her over their coffee table.
