Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or the characters just the plot
I sit up in bed.
My husband Uchiha Sasuke lies next to me.
He is so beautiful, in such an unruffled way. Even with his hair stuck up and his eyes heavy from sleep.
I am so lucky to have him.
So why are you doing this to him then, huh?
I shake my head to throw those incriminating thoughts away.
Sasuke rolls over and murmurs my name.
I slip out of the bed, not trusting myself to even look at him. I move myself over to the bathroom and get dressed. I run my hands over the numerous scars on my body. He is still unflawed. He never took a scarring hit.
Lucky him.
I pull on my dress making sure to wear one with an open necked collar.
You're no better than a slut, you know.
Well someone had to write one!
I walk downstairs in the early morning light. Sasuke thinks he knows where I go in the mornings. How wrong he is.
I silently open the front door of our house and slip out into the chill of the outside world.
I walk with my coat pulled tight against my body, my skimpy dress not being enough to keep out the cold alone.
You could be back home, safe and happy with Sasuke.
But I know that I will not go back home. Not yet.
I walk for a good twenty minutes. The cold air on my face wakes me up better than any alarm clock could.
That's what you told Sasuke. That you just liked going for walks to wake you up.
You lied.
I soon arrive at a block of apartment buildings. I know where I am headed.
I set off up the flights of stairs.
First floor…
Second floor…
Third floor…
I skid to a halt and turn into the corridor. I feel as if there really are live butterflies flitting around in my belly.
I stop at a door with a brass knocker.
You can still turn back.
But I have come too far.
I knock.
A man with long black hair tied back in a ponytail opens the door for me.
He has been expecting me.
"So, my little cherry-blossom, feeling sorry enough for my brother, to stop visiting me?"
I say nothing. I remove my winter coat and hang it on a space on the rack.
That space is there to be used only by me.
The man walks up to me and kisses me.
God.
You can't stop.
I surrender to his kiss. He picks me up and carries me to his bedroom.
He's like a drug…addictive.
Even as he lays me down on the bed and starts to remove my clothes I still don't stop him. Fight back. Say no.
I haven't managed yet.
I can't resist him.
He is…
intoxicating…
Sasuke. My love.
I am so sorry…
