Title: Our Little Secret

Rated: T - For mild language, violence, and a bit of sexual reference.

Couple(s): NaruSaku mentions of SasuSaku at the beginning.

Summary: Sakura has been going out with Sasuke three years. But throughout those years, Sasuke has treated her badly. Not being able to take it anymore Sakura decides to leave and begins to try to pursue a new life... She soon encounters a blond stranger by the name of Naruto Uzumaki. He acts very nice toward her, inviting him into his home. But, Sasuke did the same thing. Will she able to trust him? (Yeah, I know, bad summary. Sorry!)

Disclaimer: I own the plot, but none of the characters! They are all owned by Masashi Kishimoto! Well, except for two who I made up! XD

Enjoy the story! :D

Chapter 1 - My Life

I listened to the sound of rain falling on the roof. I laid in his bed completely motionless. The scent of blood still lingered in the room, I could feel the cold, sticky, liquid on my thighs and underneath me. I was afraid to move. He might wake up if I did. I listened to the sound of his breathing. His arm was wrapped around me tightly, I almost couldn't breath. I was tempted to push away from him but I couldn't. I couldn't push him away. He would just embrace me tighter and tighter, until he bruised my skin with his fingers. I hated when he held me, it wasn't like his warm embraces that I once knew. Truth be told hewasn't who I once knew.

I have been with Sasuke three years, the first year Sasuke and I were together was great. But, then after that one year he changed, he was no longer the young man I fell in love with. He used to be loving, warm, kind, and caring, but now he was cold and cruel. He treated me like some kind of slave, forcing me to do everything for him. I was no longer his girlfriend, his lover, his 'future wife'... I was just a possession to him. I was just something he could use whenever it was convenient for him and then when he was finished with me tossed me aside.

I no longer meant anything to him. He didn't love me anymore, and-and I was pretty sure I no longer loved him. No, I was positive that I didn't love him. Then why didn't I just go? I had no where else to go. I had no home, no parents, no relatives close by. My friends they knew about Sasuke but... I couldn't bombard them. Well, more like I couldn't endanger them.

I stared blankly at the ceiling, all I wanted was to be loved by someone, anyone. He showed me love, but, in the end he ended up just using me. My eyes hit the man that laid next me. He was fast asleep, his dark hair draped over his pale face. He must have been satisfied of what he did. Making me scream, making me beg for him to stop... and making me bleed and no, this was not my first time doing 'it' with him. He took my virginity unwillingly away from me months ago.

He wanted a family, he wanted to restore his clan. Five years ago, he lost his entire family. His mother, his father, his brother, everyone in the Uchiha clan, in a tragic incident. He was the only survivor of his clan. Though I was not ready for the responsibility to bear or raise children, he didn't care. I had my whole life ahead of me, I could be going to college soon to further my education and pursue my dreams. Again, he didn't care. He just cared about himself and himself alone.

These thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a sudden pain that shot through my body, I cried out in pain. I felt Sasuke move, I looked over and saw his eyes now open, "What the hell is your problem?"

"I'm-I'm sorry I woke you, Sasuke," I whimpered.

"What have I told you about waking me up?" he asked coldly.

"Ple-please, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to!" I exclaimed, with tears streaming down my cheeks.

Sasuke sat up, I covered my bare body with the blanket and stared up at him with fear in my eyes. I knew the consequences of waking Sasuke up, I knew was going to hit me. Sasuke rose his hand, I closed my eyes, tears continued to spill from my eyes. He struck my face with the back of hand, I cried out again. I opened my eyes and held my throbbing cheek, "I'm sorry," I whispered.

"Lay down!" he bellowed.

I did what I was told, I feared what he was going to do to me next. He sat on my hips and smirked at me, I stared at him with horror in my eyes, "What are you going to do?"

"Since you woke me up, you get a punishment," Sasuke growled angrily. "If you scream, everything will be worse than last time.

I could feel my heart pounding my chest in agitation, my body shook violently underneath him.

Please! Oh, please... Someone help me! I thought, sobbing.

I don't remember falling asleep after what Sasuke did to me, I don't remember much of anything. All I could really remember was trying not to scream or cry out in pain as he tortured me. I slowly opened my eyes and looked beside me, Sasuke no longer laid there. He must have already gotten up and was in the shower. I closed my eyes, my body... I could barely move. But I had to, Sasuke would want his breakfast soon. I opened my eyes again and looked down on the floor, the long, bright pink t-shirt I had worn to bed was on the floor. I reached down and picked it up off the hard wood floor.

I slipped the shirt over my head, then slowly sat up. I slid one leg off of the bed at time and slowly stood to my feet, holding onto the bed as I did. I began to move forward but didn't get far before I fell on my knees. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, my body wasn't cooperating with me. But, it had to! I had to get up! Sasuke would be angry with me if I didn't have something for him to eat by the time he got out of the shower.

Come on, Sakura! Get up! I thought.

I shoved myself back to my feet, and made my way for the door. I leaned up against the side of the doorway; my knees buckled together, every muscle in my body ached, but I had to keep going. I pushed off against the doorway and made my way down the hallway. I leaned up against the wall for balance and support. I was so lucky Sasuke took long showers, or he would have been out by now.

I finally made it to the kitchen, I slowly shuffled to the sink. I turned on the water and opened the blinds. It was the total opposite of yesterday, it had rained all day long. It was a bright sunny, spring day, not one cloud in the sky. I wouldn't be enjoying the day though. I would be spending most of my Saturday stuck inside most cleaning the house. Sasuke's orders.

I looked away from the window and began washing my hands. What meal would please Sasuke today? He didn't like sweets so, pancakes and waffles were out. Maybe a tomato omelet and some rice would be good? I dried my wet hands on a towel and shuffled over to the refrigerator. I opened it up and took out two eggs, and sat them on a near by counter. I closed the refrigerator and went to get the rest of ingredients for Sasuke's breakfast. What was I having? The usual, two pieces of plain toast and juice. Sasuke wanted me to keep my figure.

After getting the rest of the ingredients, I proceed to prepare his meal. I had to sit in one of bar stools the entire time because I couldn't stand up for too long. As I cooked I began to mentally make out a list of things I had to do today.

Sweep and mop the floors. Dust. Clean the bathroom. Go grocery shopping. I thought, stirring the rice that pot. I think that's all, unless if Sasuke tells me otherwise.

I heard the bathroom door open, I gasped. Sasuke was done early! I looked at the timer on the stove, there was two more minutes before the rice would be done, okay. And the omelet was about done.

"Sakura!" Sasuke called. "Is my breakfast ready?"

"Just about Sasuke!" I called back. "It will only be a few more minutes!"

"Tch, it should be ready by now!"

"I'm sorry, I-I got up a bit late!"

I added the diced tomatoes, bell peppers, onions, and cheese to the omelet, then folded it over. I heard Sasuke coming down the hall, I quickly flipped the omelet and turned off the rice. I stood up from the stool, quickly grabbed a plate from the cupboard, and spooned some rice onto the plate. I felt his presence behind me, "Good-morning, Sasuke."

"It would better if I had my breakfast," he retorted.

I went back to the stove, took out the finished omelet out of the pan with the spatula, and placed it on the plate beside the rice. I made sure the rice and omelet weren't touching, Sasuke hated it when his food touched. I went to the table where Sasuke sat shirtless with a towel around his neck. I placed the plate in front of him, he looked at me, then at the plate that sat before him.

"Am I supposed to eat with my hands? Do you take me for some caveman or something?" he asked, folding his arms. "Where is the coffee?"

"Oh, silverware and coffee! Right away, Sasuke." I said, going over to the silverware draw.

"Can't you do anything right?"

"I guess not," I muttered.

"Excuse me? Did you say something?" Sasuke asked.

I went back over to Sasuke with a fork and knife and sat it next his plate, "No, it's nothing. What kind of coffee do you want?"

"Black, cream, and no sugar."

I started to turn around and go back into the kitchen to get the coffee started, but Sasuke grabbed a hold of my wrist and pulled me close to him. I looked down at him, he looked up at me with a smirk spread across his face. I felt a lump form in my throat. What did he want with me now?

"You're dirty. You need to clean up," he began. "You need to be clean for me tonight."

"But-but you get home late tonight Sasuke." I stammered.

"So?"

My eyes looked down towards the floor, "Yes, Sasuke."

After Sasuke left for work and I washed the dishes, I went to take a shower. The water was cold, Sasuke had used up all the hot water as usual. But I didn't mind, I was used to the cold water. I stood under the cool water of the shower, my eyes closed, my mind running a mile a minute. I couldn't do this anymore. I couldn't take another day in this house with him. I thought I could, but I couldn't. He was hurting me, mentally, physically, emotionally...

I stayed with, thinking that maybe he would change back to the Sasuke I knew. I know it was foolish to think that, but I was still in love with Sasuke still when he became a stranger to me. I didn't want to let him go without trying. But... now... I wish I hadn't stayed. I looked down at the bottom of the shower and watched blood run down the drain. Sasuke wasn't going to change. He was going remain selfish, he was going to continue to be abusive, he was going to keep lying, and he was always going to treat me like crap. I wasn't going to deal with it anymore.

I quickly washed myself, rinsed, and got out of the shower, wrapping a towel around me. I went over to the bathroom mirror and looked at myself, a big, black bruise stained my right cheek. My eyes met the other bruises on my skin. There were bruises on my shoulders, arms, and lower thighs. To Sasuke I was living, breathing punching bag.

I was better than this, better than him. I made up my mind, I was leaving and I was not going to come back. I didn't know where I could go, Sasuke knew where all my friends lived. I guess I would go wherever the road took me. But what if he found me? He would drag me back to the house and treat me worse then he ever treated me. Maybe, it wasn't a good idea to leave.

But, what if he didn't find me? What if I was finally free from him? I slammed my hands on the counter, it was final, I was going to leave and I wan't going to ever come back.

After I got dressed, I packed my bags. I managed to get all of my belongs into two suitcases. I left out all the stuff that Sasuke had given me in the past and put it in a box. I didn't want to bring anything that reminded me of him with me. I placed the two suitcases on the bed and zipped them up. I sat on the bed next to them and stared out of my open window. The gentle, spring breeze hit my face, and blew my long, pink hair back. I took my hair in my hands, my long hair was what attracted Sasuke to me. I opened the top draw of my nightstand and grabbed some scissors, I got up and went to my full body mirror. This is something I had to do.

I took a deep breath, took my hair in one my hands, and began to cut it. Cut by cut my hair fell onto the floor, the wind coming in through the window blew it around the room. After my hair was shoulder length, I stopped. I looked at myself and smiled a bit, I actually looked better with short hair. The only reason I kept my long hair was because Sasuke wanted me too. But from now on, it wasn't going to be about what Sasuke wanted. It was going to be about what Sakura wanted.

I walked away from the mirror and over to the window, "I should probably get going, I don't want to stick around too long."

I closed the window and locked it, then went over to the bed and grabbed my suitcases. I walked out of the room, not caring to look back. It would just bring back the old, cheerful memories; memories that would make me want to stay. I walked down the hall into the kitchen, I sat my bags down and reached into the back pocket of my jeans. I pulled out a folded piece of paper with the house key tapped to it. I stared at it for a moment, was I-? No! No, turning back Haruno. I laid the note on the kitchen table, grabbed my bags, and went to the front door. I put on my pink flip flops and opened the door; this was it.

I stepped out of the door, shut the door behind, and started to walk down the porch steps, "Okay, this is it, Sakura," I said to myself, stepping off of the porch.

I began to walk down the walkway that led to the house and down to the sidewalk. I stopped and glanced back at the house, I knew leaving was for the best. I turned my head and began to walk down the sidewalk, my journey for a new life began.

A/N ~ So here is chapter one of 'Our Little Secret', I really hope you all enjoyed. This is the first time I've tried to really write something dark. ^^" I'm normally a bright, happy writer, but I thought I'd try something different for once. I worked very hard on this! Again, I hope you liked chapter one! R&R, please and thank you!