The floor beneath is cool. The earthy floor, it's so smooth in here. This cavern is dripping, and the walls look like jagged glass.
Your grasp is so weak compared to my elderly one. He's trembling lightly under my weight. Shivering in this cold was of course to be expected, but he wasn't trembling for that reason. No…The weight of my own being was his reason for quaking. Yes. What he perceived to be who I was…
"Sasuke, I'm just holding you."
His voice trembles, and even with eyes widened in fear like that, he still tries to act tough by growling at me. "You…" It trails angrily.
I covered his lips quickly. Hearing judgment was the last thing on my mind at a time like this. Today, I'm a little weak, Sasuke. Don't make it harder. After all, this right here, you and me, is because I grew weak. Hearing those words from you will only make me want to crack and spill the truth.
He struggled under my weight, so I held him closer, tighter...
You're mine tonight. Even if you're shriveling in fear…Fear…What else could you know me for anyway?
"Let go!" He cried desperately, his eyes wide, dilation surely from the darkness, he clenched his teeth as he groaned. It hurt to watch, really…I thought of shedding a tear, maybe that would calm him, or for that matter at least confuse him.
I clenched those small palms tightly, now putting his arms above him. I wrapped my fingers around his hands. He clenched his teeth. I could see he wasn't enjoying this one bit—then again, I'm sitting on his lap while he's pinned helplessly to the floor. What reaction did I think I was going to receive?
I sigh and he twitches. I blink and he grits his teeth in anger. Our eyes glow in the dark, vermilion, glassy irises…
I want to lick yours.
"What's wrong with you…? Fight me already, or kill me."
What a pitiful voice… so full of fear yet he tries so hard to hide it.
He's so scared. Of what? Of me? Like I really want to kill him. He's mine tonight.
In an attempt to calm him, I began to sing a song we once called our duet…
Well, that sure caught his attention.
"You're even more twisted than I thought. Did you sing on that night?"
I guess I only emit the worst of impressions. Not even a slight twinkle in the eye? No, of course I don't deserve that—but he's trembling so hard. Is he really that scared or has his temperature finally begun to fall? Crap…I forgot about that.
I forgot to mention that it's freezing outside. On my way here, I saw the droplets on the hydrangeas had frozen on their way off the petals. This cave caught my attention. It's in a wood surrounded by valleys of trees. Snow is lightly and slowly consuming everything outside, even the mossy boulders that surrounded the path a little down from here. I found this beauty as I was walking with Kisame. He's such a noisy guy.
How is Sasuke here? Well, I kidnapped him…kind of. Orochimaru sure knew how to tire this boy out with training. I couldn't leave him out to freeze. And well, I took the opportunity to drag him all the way over here.
He struggles again, my attention snapping back into focus.
"I'll rip that tongue out before you can make another damn melody!" Oops. I almost let him slip. No worries, I got him good.
You'll rip my tongue out…that would hurt if you could. I'd rather you suck on it. Ok…don't get an erection, seriously…not only is that inappropriate, I'll definitely destroy his image of me…if that's anymore possible.
"Don't rip my tongue out," I say as I look around the cave. I need to get you warm. Since when do you wear such revealing things anyway? You're not listening to me are you?" Nope. Just continues to shout obscenities at me and continues his thrashing.
"Itachi, I'll kill you—ah!"
Ouch… nice going, you hit your wrist against these blasted jagged rocks. I'll patch you up later if you calm down.
"Stop thrashing around."
"Who are you to tell me anything!?"
Sorry, Sasuke, but I have to tie you up good and hard…
"I could stay here until you run out of energy and bruise those beautiful wrists till they're black."
He looked at me disgusted. I guess he didn't like the praise. Well, he threw his head back.
Has he decided to give in…? OK! No, he hasn't!
A smash to the forehead is what I just got. Ow…
The floor beneath is getting cold, I think my knees are frozen, and great, it's getting dark.
"How's about you sleep, and listen to me in your dreams."
Whoa, he pulled the sharingan out. No thank you. A quick tap to that special area around the neck and you're out cold. I just hope you stay that way so I could get you in a perfect bind. Guess I should start a fire.
I got up to stare outside. I can see my breath. The mountains and the trees are starting to hide that bleeding sunset. My eyelashes feel cold...
"I should really start that fire." Again, my breath floats in the air. "Rice cakes sound good with that. At least the wind isn't picking up."
