A/N: Sorry, but I just had to get this out there! xD I know I'm supposed to be working on different things like Let's Call It Love, but I've hit writer's block with that. I just needed to take my mind off of that for awhile to relax and just write. Anyways, this is different than what I normally write but I like it, so I hope you do too. :D
R&R!!~
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Naruto! If I did, why in the HELL would I be writing these fics???
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Rain Was Pouring
Ch. 1
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His finger tips ghost over my flesh. If I hadn't known he was there I wouldn't have even felt them.
It's raining really hard outside.
The night is dark.
It's cold.
I'm frozen inside.
I'm cold even when his fingers are fire against my skin.
My mind and my heart are screaming 'No'.
But my body is betraying me, saying 'Yes'.
I can't touch him.
I don't want to touch him.
Because then he might go away like he did those many years ago.
How long has it been?...
How many years have I suffered at the hands of this boy? – No… – Man.
He has grown like I have.
He's so beautiful.
I want to do everything with him.
Because I've always loved him, no matter how much I want to deny it.
Every man I've ever been with, I've imagined his smooth, built body against mine – Not theirs.
He's touching me again, and I feel my body heating up.
I want to stay cold.
Let me be.
Why can't I say no as he caresses me like this?
His fingers are tracing my breasts now.
I can feel them undoing the clasps on the back of my bra.
It's slipping off.
It hits the floor, but doesn't make a sound against my carpet.
Am I standing or am I lying down? I can't tell the difference anymore because I feel like I'm flying.
His calloused hands are kneading my breasts. I was never sensitive there so I don't feel any pleasure.
He's realized that now so he's going between my legs.
He's removing my panties and pressing my lips to the side.
What a man, he hasn't even kissed me yet.
His tongue darts out and touches me.
My legs turn to jelly and I fall. I guess I must have been standing, then.
He doesn't seem to mind, for he crawls on top of me and enters me with one of his fingers.
"I'll make you moan, Sa-ku-ra." He breathes out each syllable of my name. How he says it reminds me of a threat.
He moves his finger and I twitch. He caught me off-guard.
I can tell he's smirking above me.
Bastard.
He moves it as deep as it can go, and then pulls it back and thrusts again, twisting his finger.
I arch my back. I haven't been with a man in a long time, so it feels weird.
His knuckle is pressed against my clit, but he's not moving it. I want to whine in frustration.
I haven't made any noises and he's been fingering me for a couple minutes now.
I think it's pissing him off. I want to smile.
He suddenly adds two digits in me and I twitch again, but I don't make a sound.
He thrusts his fingers harder and faster.
It starts to feel good, but I refuse to make any noises, so I keep my mouth shut.
"Sakura." His voice smoothly whispers in my ear.
I arch my back and press into his fingers on accident.
I wait to see if he will mock me, but he doesn't. Instead, he pulls out his fingers.
With the hand that he wasn't fingering me with, he grabs my chin and makes me look at him as he licks all of my essence off of his fingers.
I'm strangely turned on and sickened at the same time.
I jump as something warm presses against my entrance.
I know it's him, all of him. His pride. His man-hood.
He pushes against me and then he's in.
I shut my eyes tightly trying to will the pain away.
He's big and I haven't been with a man in so long.
I need to adjust but he doesn't give me any time.
He starts to move and my breath hitches. It only hurts little, but other than that, it feels good.
I start to pant as he rocks my body into the carpet.
He goes in deeply and then pulls out. He goes in again, but with some short-timed strokes.
He completely pulls out, and rubs against my clit.
It feels amazing.
I sure as hell don't want to admit that though.
He's looking at me. He's searching my soul. But for what, I don't know.
I toss my head to the side to get away from his dark, entrancing stare.
I don't want him to look at me.
He thrusts in again, and I roll my hips to meet his.
He falters in his rhythm. I think he's surprised. I want to smile again.
Thunder cracks the sky open outside. Lighting illuminates my living room and for a second, I see his scarred shoulders.
There probably isn't an inch on his body that hasn't been marked in some way.
I feel bad for him.
But only for a moment.
"Sakura." He whispers my name again, and I feel him entering me harder and faster.
He's getting close.
I've already came about four times now.
If there's one thing a ninja is supposed to have: It's stamina.
And we had plenty.
Sasuke hugs me and pulls me up so I'm bouncing his in lap.
His grip on my hips is almost bruising.
He's going in deeper now, and I'm finding it harder not to moan.
Instead, I'm making these weird breathing noises that sound like hushed whimpers.
I sound like a fucking cat.
Sasuke is grunting and breathing hard. He's pressing his face into my collar bone and kissing me.
Finally, he freaking kisses me.
I roll my hips down and suddenly, Sasuke shudders and comes inside me.
The fiery liquid erupting in me is enough to send me over the edge.
I grip his shoulders and throw my head back in a silent scream as I come.
Sasuke lies back down against the carpet, pulling me with him.
As we both come down from our sexual highs, he holds me close.
"You moaned." He whispers, and smirks against my ear.
I don't remember if I did or not.
I just stay silent, as he rubs my back in soothing circles.
I try to sit up after awhile and realize we're still intimately connected.
I glance up at Sasuke, whose dark eyes are watching me.
I feel him harden within me.
He wants it again.
But so do I.
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I wake up on my bed.
I'm alone.
I sit up and immediately fall back down.
I feel sore all over.
I lie still and listen to the birds singing outside my window.
I wish I could be as happy as they are.
I get up, and make my way to the bathroom.
I take a shower, cleaning all the evidence of last night off of me.
I feel sad.
I wonder how Sasuke feels.
I push that out of my mind, as I get out of the shower.
He doesn't feel.
He doesn't care.
He just wanted a couple of fucks, that's all.
He doesn't want me.
I feel tears forming and I sob.
I just had sex with the man I promised myself I'd never love again.
I fall onto my knees and then lay down against the cold bathroom tiles.
I curl up and cry for hours.
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I sleep for days after he leaves.
I feel nauseous, and sick.
I soon get an idea why.
But I don't really like it.
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The small little tab is white.
I've never been so afraid of white in all my life.
I wait for the answer to the rest of my future with a feeling of dread.
After a couple of minutes, a little red line appears on the tab.
I let it drop to the floor with all the others I've tested with.
I stare in the mirror at myself through my long, pink bangs.
The answer has all been the same though.
I'm pregnant…
With Sasuke's child.
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Thanks for reading! I might edit the sex scene later. I thought it was kind of weak. So, don't FLAME and say that! Because I already know! T.T (I'm a yaoi writer not a hetero writer!!)