For Us

SasuHina, angst

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"How can you be so cruel?" she whispers, and her voice is barely heard over the booming lightning outside. Tears leak from her soft lavender eyes, leaving sparkling trails down her cheeks, but he doesn't seem to notice. His hand is rubbing slow circles into his left shoulder, massaging the throbbing skin beneath his fingers. His eyes burn red into the window, watching sheet upon sheet of rain pelt against the ground.

It's good for Konoha's deprived, drought-wreaked flowers, but it's not good for running away, he surmises in frustration. He scowls lightly to the clouds. "I'm not being cruel," he murmurs in response to her soft question, even though both knew it was rhetorical. "I'm going to go and find him. And then I'll have my revenge. You know that."

She winces against the biting tone in his voice, wiping her eyes with her sleeve, trying to be strong. "But you have to stay," she hiccups, "for us."

His eyes soften in the glass like she knew they would. After a moment he turns to watch her, and she immediately tenses at the hungry look in his expression. She knows that look- after the numerous times she's seen it, she's not surprised when he suddenly grips her hips, pushing her against the wall.

She lets his mouth explore her neck, his hands slipping beneath her sleeping kimono to massage her breasts. She allows him to touch her when she doesn't want to be touched without complaint. She makes not a noise when he bites down on her shoulder hard enough to bruise.

She lets him because in some twisted way she loves him, and she knows he loves her back.

That is why he is still here, after all. This is why he touched her like he did, and this is why she carried his child.

This is why he stayed.

For them.

For us.

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Eheh, right. I seem to like dark!Sasuke lately, don't I? Oh well. Consider it a weird Thanksgiving present.

Can I get one back? (winkwinknudgenudge)