A Valentine
for her this rhyme is penned, whose luminous eyes,
Brightly expressive as the twinsofLœda,
Shall find her own sweet name, that, nestling lies
Upon the page, enwrapped from every reader.
Search narrowly the lines! - they hold a treasure
Divine - a talisman - an amulet
That must be worn at heart. Search well the measure -
The words - the syllables! Do not forget
The trivialest point, or you may lose your labor!
And yet there is in this no Gordianknot
Which one might not undo without a sabre,
If one could merely comprehend the plot.
Enwritten upon the leaf where now are peering
Eyes scintillating soul, there lie perdus
Three eloquent words oft uttered in the hearing
Of poets, by poets - as the name is a poet's, too.
Its letters, although naturally lying
Like the knight Pinto - MendezFerdinando -
Still form a synonym for Truth. - Cease trying!
You will not read the riddle, though you do the best you can do.
~ Edgar Allen Poe {1850}
{ActOne:Self }
Sakura was fuming, steaming – and yet; Undecided.
She was walking in fast jerky movements. Blinking fast and hard trying to keep tears in. She didn't want to cry, not in front of him. Not yet.
The funny thing was, She didn't ever think it would come to this.
At first, when they started dating – all was well. For the longest time, she had pinned after him wanted him and craved him. And finally he saw her. Out of the blue he asked her to be his. And she cried with joy, they were together, forever, finally.
Everything was going well. All of it was the way she wanted it to be. They would hangout most days, text and call. She simply couldn't believe that a man like him looked twice at a female like her.
After a month of dating. Things were a bit intense, the only thing they had ever done was some heavy making out and petting. But she knew that there were the woman, the woman he had been with and had …. Sex with. She wanted that. And she could see him pulling farther away from her everytim she denyed him access of her pants. So finally, she gave it away. Her virginity. He took it and claimed it as his. The process wasn't gentle or slow, or ever romantic. It hurt but it got better each time they did it.
This was just the first of many obscentities.
It was after a party that she finally saw the truth. People had told her before that he had cheated on her, let other woman touch him a way that she had before. But she never believed it. Until she saw the proof.
Her friend had ran up to her. Flashing a picture in her face. "I told you! Jay was at that party! He saw it and captured it." And yes, there it was. A woman with her head in Sasuke lap, his hand pushing her head down.
A smile on his face.
She blew it off.
She wasn't going to fight over that. But it got worse, naked pictures on his phone, girls kissing him at school, ignoring her.
Was it worth it? Really, was it worth it?
Not now, she had taken the cruel treatment, the harsh words, but no more. It was the last straw. When a woman sent her pictures VIA facebook of them. Intamitely.
Sakura hadnt believed orgy's were real until she saw the picture. Sasuke and a head cout of six woman.
That was it, not to mention him hanging up on her the night before after calling her a 'Crybaby' and then stealing her homework to copy before class and not speaking to her after.
Oh that and forgetting to pick her up from work a week in a row.
So here she was, charging to do what she should have done month ago – The first week of their relationship she should have done this, she was naïve and stupid.
And there he was. She could see him. Leaning up against his escalade, With his friends Naruto, Gaara and Shika. Who all ignored her the majority of the time. The girls of the group dressed skimply, Neji's girlfriend tenten was pretty much only wearing a bra.
Where was there self respect?
Out the damn window.
He saw her as she charged up. She watched as his mouth turned up in his trademark smirk.
She heard the blond bombshell that was often hanging off of Sasuke say snidely, "Here comes the calvary."
She arrived in front of him. Her face red and eyes swollen. "Sasuke." She hissed.
The blond smirked and giggled widly, "Woah, calm down pinky." The chick said.
Sakura huffed, "Stay out it." She snapped. "Jeez, calm down Sak-" Sasuke started, it was that mocking smirk that set her off.
"We're through." She said, Sakura had never heard her voice sound so cold.
"Wha-" His smirk had fallen.
"We're done, so done. Don't call me, don't talk to me, don't look at me. I hate you." She hissed and turned away before throwing the picture at his chest.
She heard laughter behind her, but none that sounded like Sasuke's – yet.
She closed her eyes and she went to her car, she was borrowing from her mom. Since she didn't have one of her own. Inside the car was like a safety net. Where it was warm and smelled like vanilla like her mother.
She jerked into reverse and started to pull out. Her eyes not even glancing over.
She wouldn't be able to bear seeing the smirk on his face. Or worse the blond's lips on there.
No, she wouldn't be able to do that.
So instead she took the seanic view home. The blue waters seemed to calm her as she sped out to the country and up the smooth drive to her victorian home.
She parked sideways outside and jerked the car door open. Practically ran to the front door, she couldn't hold the tears back any longer. She burst through the foyer, across the pale floors, and up the spiral stairs and right into her room where her face was buried into her pillow and she wept, big, fat wet tears onto the duvet.
She felt something warm and soft on her back, her cat. Bunbun.
"A new day Bun, a new day." She muttered.
{Thebodyisahouseofmanywindows:thereweallsit,showingourselvesandcryingonthepassers-bytocomeandloveus.~RobertLouisStevenson Every
Sasuke Uchiha
Truth be told.
Sasuke didn't ever think it would have gone to that.
For many a month, had he gazed upon her. Her pink hair was natural and easy in the late afternoon light of their shared Health class.
He had watched her. Observed her. She was smart, practically a genius, actually health and study seminar (Both Classes they shared) Where her only regular classes. The other ones were all Advanced or Collage level. She was a computer whiz and could do "Quantum Physic's" In her head, drunk. She was a runner up for valedictorian. Everyone said she was going to graduate early.
She passed all the Math, English, and Science classes available and was now repeating them. She skipped Kindergarten and Fifth grade. She's gotten a genius scholarship that offered her free ride to any school in the country as long as she took the tests to up the United States Genius Records. And to beat other schools in competitions.
She got letters from all the top collages: Yale, Harvard, Dartmouth and even a collage in England for her to become one of the leading Alchemists.
She read "Dracula" in almost an hour.
She wasn't athletic at all. She thought that if you had brains you didn't need to have the body, but she had the body.
Oh yes, she really did.
She was leggy, pale and lean. Her stomach was flat, but rounded slightly to show her healthiness. Her feet and hands were small, she barely wore a size five. Her hands were so tiny that she could fit her hand in between the small crease between her counter and her refrigerator.
She had perky breasts that weren't big, but were nice and rounded. They were a nice C cup.
Another thing about that, She wasn't like Ino or Karin, she wasn't a girl after his money or his looks.
As a matter of fact she looked as conservative as they came. She didn't wear low cut shirts. The lowest she went was an average V cut. She liked T-shirts and jeans. She didn't roll with the skirts. She was good in summer dresses.
She was a fine naked.
That's how he liked her the most.
When she was writhing under him, in a delicious ball of heavenly Sakura.
He never thought she would break up with him – In truth, he was unfaithful, unworthy and untrue.
He had cheated on her. But it wasn't like she wasn't enough, like she wasn't the one he wanted. The one he craved.
In truth, he could not figure out why he did it.
But now, he regretted it.
All the times he had treated her bad, ignored her and glared at her.
He didn't know how to show his feelings. How much he,
Cared,
Wanted,
Craved,
Indulged,
Loved,
Her.
Her, she was everything.
All of it.
And he had to get her back.
He didn't care if he had to crawl on his knee's and beg. But she had to know. Had to understand.She was his.
No other man would touch her like he did. No other man would LOOK at her like he did.
God, he loved her.
And he would get her back.
He had too.
If it was the last thing he did.
{EndOfActOne}
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