Prey For My Soul
CHAPTER ONE
How Did It All Change?
It made Sakura wonder. It made her question. It really made her cry.
It was never always like this. It started with a silly school-girl crush that turned into an infatuation. But nothing had really happened until Sasuke had returned to the village, nine years later.
Why, oh why had she written him that note? It wasn't like her at all to express her feelings in such a way. The words she had used…they weren't in her regular vocabulary.
But they were now in Sasuke's – and hers too, which was strange.
But even stranger, was what Sasuke had told her. And what he had done to her.
One night, when they were alone in Sakura's room. They had both been drinking quite a bit, him more then her.
He had turned to her, a look of fire in his eyes, and said: "My darling, I think that I need you…"
"In what way?" Sakura had replied.
And Sasuke had taken off his shirt, and reached over to do the same to Sakura's dress.
Then the bra, and his shorts and both of their pants…and well, that was it. It had ended up in the bed, a tangled mess of bitter hot romance and a lot of words Sakura had never dreamed she would ever say.
After that, Sasuke claimed that Sakura was his girl. It was just as simple as that.
She had always wanted it to be this way. She had always wanted to be Sasuke's girlfriend.
So why was her heart now telling her no way? Inner Sakura had often said it.
Because when he fucks you, he's as violent as a lion! There's absolutely no pleasure in that now then, is there?
Sakura told Inner Sakura to shut up.
Because you know that I'm right! Sasuke's a sadistic fucking bastard, and he wants you for just one thing!
"NO!" Sakura screamed into her pillow. "HE LOVES ME! I KNOW THAT HE DOES!"
Inner Sakura chuckled. No Sakura, he loves your body. That's all he's after.
Sakura tried to disagree.
But she knew that it was true.
She was just Sasuke's sex toy.