RE-WRITTEN! (27.05.2013)
Unfaithful
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Chapter One
Author's Note: Okay I can explain. I'm going to rewrite this whole series because whenever I look back at it, it makes me cringe. The plot will remain aside from a few changes with things I wasn't too happy with. Characters should be more developed (I hope).
Please review to tell me what you think, maybe you might like (or hate) the new change! :)
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Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters. Only the story.
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"Darling," called Haruno Sakura. "Can we talk for a minute?"
Uchiha Sasuke took a second too long to reply. "Hold up Sakura, let me reply to this email for a second."
Sakura sighed. "Is it from your boss again?"
"Yeah." replied Sasuke without removing his eyes from the screen.
"Can you take just a second to—"
He massaged his temples, rather annoyed from all the nagging. "Sakura, work is work. I can't afford to abandon things whenever I please."
"I know, I know!" replied Sakura as she wrapped her arms around her husband's tired figure. "But in my defense it is Sunday..."
"What does Sunday have anything to do with it?"
Sakura sighed for the umpteenth time that day. "This would be the third Sunday now that you've got extra shifts assigned to you by your boss. Can't you ask for a time off, just this day?"
This was starting to irritate Sasuke. "Sakura, I told you that work is work and I can't—"
"Please?" begged his wife. "Just today, spend time with me. We've been so distant with each other lately, I just want us to talk again."
Feeling slightly defeated, the young Uchiha grunted and proceeded to switching off his laptop. Observing this made Sakura a happy woman so she rewarded her dear beloved husband with a kiss.
The long hours of sitting in one position caused his muscles to ache but it did not seem to bother him too much.
"Now what is it that you want to talk about?"
Sakura looked confused. "What do you mean?"
"You've been nagging on and on about talking. So what is it?"
"Um." Sakura blinked. "I didn't mean it literally, I just kind of, I mean...I kind of watched this talk show that said newlyweds should connect more through conversing with each other and stuff."
"Oh god," Sasuke rubbed his tired eyes. "You're not being serious with me right now, are you? I told you The Ellen Show is crap, stop watching that stuff."
"It's not The Ellen Show! And it is certainly not crap." defended Sakura. "It's so much better than that economic Wall Road or whatever thing you read every day."
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "It's Wall Street baby, and it is helpful to my job."
"Whatever." Sakura folded her arms defiantly. "We're going out for coffee whether you like it or not."
He gave a defeated sigh. "Fine, go get ready."
After two hours of waiting, they finally decided on a cafe down the road.
"Hi, we'd like one iced double-espresso and one black coffee, please."
They chose the sofa seats at the corner of the cafe; it was Sakura's favorite place. Her husband arrived with her iced espresso and his own (boring) cup of plain coffee. She always nagged at him to try new things but Sasuke was not too impressed with the sugary selection of caffeine. It's not coffee argued Sasuke once, why do people like to complicate the simple things in life.
"So," started Sakura after a sip of her beverage, "how has your day been?"
"It was fine." replied Sasuke.
It was quiet for a while and the young Uchiha noticed her disappointment in his short reply.
Sasuke pointed to her iced coffee in an attempt to start a conversation. "Can I try that?"
"Sure..."
It was disgustingly sweet. "Sakura, how do you drink this rubbish?"
She rolled her emerald eyes. "Everything is rubbish to you. Anyways, we haven't done much these past few weeks and I'm getting bored watching re-runs of ANTM."
He raised a skeptical eyebrow. "What's ANTM?"
"America's Next Top Model."
"...Sakura, don't you do anything else?"
She hits his arm playfully. "Look, I'll start looking for a job sometime soon." Sakura looked down and was tracing the table's surface with her index finger. "I just...I just thought we were still in our honeymoon phase."
Sasuke did not reply, in fact he looked a little distant.
"Honey, I need to make a phone call really quickly." said Sasuke after a sip of his coffee. "Look I'll be back really soon—just, this is important. I'm sorry, I'll be back."
Sakura sighed there was nothing she could say or do to keep her husband's attention so she just shrugged it off.
There was always something that occupied his mind.
It was night time and Sasuke had gone off to get groceries from the nearby supermarket. The day hadn't gone exactly to plan, Sakura thought, but then what exactly does stick to plan in life anyway? He was unresponsive, distant and not very affectionate.
However, she reasoned, he was Uchiha Sasuke and he had never been that affectionate to begin with.
Refusing to let these thoughts upset her, Sakura decided to call her best friend.
"Hello?" a female voice answered.
Sakura shouted in reply. "INO-PIG!"
"Aisch," Yamanaka Ino rubbed her deafened ear. "You don't have to shout Forehead, I am perfectly capable of hearing you!"
"Sorry, sorry. I was just a bit bored and nothing is on TV currently, so what better to do than to annoy the hell out of you?"
"Charming. Aren't you supposed to be all cuddled up with Sasuke-kun? I mean you're still in your honeymoon, right?"
Sakura sighed. "Can't. That man is out and about, as usual."
"Again? That boy still can't stay put, can he? The nerve he has to keep leaving my beloved Forehead alone."
"I know—anyways—I haven't heard much from you. How's work? Gimme some juicy gossip, how is life, did you age gracefully and whatnot?"
"The last time we spoke was like, yesterday, you fat beluga. And no there is no gossip and no I have definitely not aged. I will forever remain beautiful and immortal, unlike you, you old hag."
"Sometimes I wonder why I've been cursed with a rude best friend."
"Don't flatter yourself woman, I'm the best thing that has ever happened to you!"
"Ok well putting all flattery aside, I'm just super bored right now. So bored that I'd probably find entertainment from reading Sasuke's business magazines."
"Ew, business. Too many numbers and stuff. Why can't he be a normal dude and read porn."
"That's exactly what I said—aside from the porn stuff, because I should be the only woman he sees naked, you get me?
"I seriously didn't need to hear that."
"Now you have and it will haunt you forever."
"Why can't our conversations ever be normal?"
"Oh guess, guess, guess what I got today! You're gonna be so jealous!"
"Did you get a bunny? I remember the time you'd complain about being petless for days."
"Um, no. But I totally got myself some vouchers for this aromatherapy spa. I totally deserved it."
"Oh totally, because watching re-runs of ANTM turned you into a vegetable."
"Try doing nothing for three weeks, see where that gets you. I rather go hiking, or something. Ok maybe not hiking but definitely something less dramatic."
"Are you kidding me? The last time I forced you to a gym you almost sued me of abusing you to dehydration."
"I was dying—you heartless woman!"
"Pfftt, right. Kids in Africa are dying because they literally have no water, not from walking on a treadmill."
"In my defense, that thing was probably broken. And I was running, you pig."
Ino snorted. "You're too much, Sakura-chan." A pause. "Anyways I can't stay long to talk—though I'd love to more than anything—I'm expecting a few visitors tonight."
"First it was Sasuke ditching me, now you. Tch, fine. I'd call you later then woman."
There was a ding on the other side of the line. "Oops, they're here! Alright loser, I'm off now. Love you, Forehead!"
"Love you too pig, bye."
A click and the line went dead.
With only a bathrobe on, Yamanaka Ino hurried to the door. The apartment was dark and empty except a few scented candles from Bath and Body Works. She loved anything aromatherapy related. Today's scent was vanilla and a hint of cinnamon. She read somewhere that the combo was some kind of aphrodisiac or something.
"Hey, you're early tonight." Ino greeted her guest. "Come inside."
The guest rolled his eyes. "I always come at this time, you know me."
She helped her guest to take off his coat.
"New candles tonight?" he asked, eyeing the set of burning candles on her dining table.
Ino giggled. "You know how I am with my candles. In fact, you bought these particular set for me."
"Right, I remember."
She tied her blonde hair into a top knot. "I was on the phone with Sakura-chan earlier."
"Ah okay, how are things?"
"Good," she untied the knot of her bathrobe. "Poor girl, so bored alone at home."
He walked behind Ino and slipped the silky fabric off her shoulder.
"Have you been alone for long?" asked the man.
Her naked figure turned towards him. "Well your presence has sort of cured that loneliness now, hasn't it?"
The man began kissing her neck.
"Good thing I'm here early then. What's that noise?"
"Oops, I almost forgot I got a bath running. Hopefully it hasn't gone cold..." purred Ino as she walked towards her bedroom.
With a grin Sasuke loosened his tie and followed.
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Author's Note: Aiiiiiight my munchkins. I know I know, I am the worst of the worse human beings for deleting and re-writing. I mean who the hell does that? But I just can't handle the horrible turn of events, weak characters and just everything is so...under-planned. I am re-writing to develop character relationships and to carve a solid storyline. Everything was just a huge mess, I hated it.
Please review and tell me what you think of this chapter. I really am trying to deliver the best I could to my readers, because I think that's what you guys deserve, the best.
And if you think I'm just outright insane for making this huge gigantic leap of a decision, then you have every right to criticize me.
I LOVE YOU, BYE!