Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto or any of the characters.
A/N:
IMPORTANT
If you are squeamish in regards to violent sexual acts, do not read this chapter! Skip to chapter 2 (once it is up). This does contain lemon and does get fairly graphic at times. It is 18+ and you have been warned. All characters are to be considered over the age of consent where ever you are! HA! Covered that one too!
I know this is marked as a KakaXSaku, but I am setting the stage. This chapter contains SasuXSaku. Chapters will be written in first person perspective and point of view will very from chapter to chapter.
My first fic, so feed back is really appreciated.
- Tales of the Dark: Bitter Cherries -
Chapter One: Stolen Blossom
She lunged at me, her sea-foam eyes fierce, her lips, a perfect shade of pink to match her hair, were twisted into a determined sneer. I made no attempt to move as she bowled me over, wrapping her strong, slender arms around me, a throaty growl escaping somewhere from deep with in her.
As I hit the ground, my arms wrapping around her, I felt the air rush from my lungs causing my eyes to widen, a look of what I can only assume was shock must have crossed my face.
"Sakura…" I managed to wheeze.
"Sasuke…" She wept against my chest. Her salty tears stinging the mild abrasions earned in our brief game.
We remained like this for a moment, she lying on top of me, cheek to chest, her delicate fingers wrapped tightly into my shirt. I lay there thinking about how I am going to scare her away, to keep her from coming after me again. Being cold has not worked, using reason has not worked, even being cruel has not kept this girl away from me. If I told her how I really felt about her, that I loved her, that I needed her to be away from me to protect her, would she listen? I doubted it.
I looked down at her. She had grown beautiful, at least, I thought so. Her pink locks were disheveled, her eyes, normally stunning, were clenched shut, her face contorted in a display of utter emotional agony, and still, she was beautiful…and I wanted her.
"Please…" She was whispering, "Please come home…"
Having regained my breath, I flipped her over on to her back and settled between her legs. I looked down into her face, not longer weeping, but…scared? She was staring me in the eyes, searching me for any kind of emotion, but she found nothing. I kept them, all of them, to myself.
Roughly, I grabbed her wrists, and with one hand, pinned them above her head. I allowed my eyes to drift partially shut as I gazed into hers. I would indulge myself and, perhaps, finally reach my goal of frightening her out of my life.
"Is this what you want?" I asked in a low tone as I lowered my face and pressed my lips to hers.
The feeling of her lips on mine was exquisite. They were soft and moist, unresponsive at first, but that soon changed. It seemed that once she regained some of her senses she was able to reply with what could only be classified as desperation. Her warm lips working against my as I brushed my tongue against her lower lip eliciting a moan, causing her mouth to open. I took the opportunity to explore the warm, wet recesses of her mouth. Eventually her tongue found mine and we began to battle for dominance in the kiss. It was short lived…I won…
Feeling the air rush from her chest in a disappointed sigh when I pulled away, I looked down into her face with out emotion. I looked her over purposely, letting her know that I was looking at her body, allowing my growing arousal to push against the inside of her thigh through my pants. I smirked.
"You are so weak." I murmured cruelly, watching tears reform in her eyes.
"Sasuke…" She whispered. God she was beautiful and God how I loved her and God how I would hate myself later for what I was about to do to her.
I'm sorry…
With my free hand, I stroked her cheek gently. This was the only tenderness I would allow either of us, I was not doing this to show her love, I was doing this to protect her. I gently trailed down her long graceful neck to her collar. I looked her in the eyes as I wrapped my fingers into the cloth, and, with one hard pull, ripped the garment from her body, leaving only her non-descript white bra to cover her small pert breasts. This too I made short work of, allowing me to have a full and unobstructed view of the small creamy white mounds topped in delicate, all through hard, pink nipples.
"Sasuke!" She cried, but it was lost on me, allowing my male instincts to take over, allowing physical desire to claim me before I lost my nerve. I looked down into her face, her eyes were wide, a faint blush creeping over her cheeks, her lips raw from my kiss.
I took one of those perfect pink nipples in my mouth, and with ferocity, began to suck and nibble on the hardened flesh. She gasped and hissed as if she were trying to decide if she liked my actions or not. Reaching with my free hand, I began to kneed her other breast. It was settled, she liked it.
Shit!
Not what I was hoping for, I was hoping from my chaste little Sakura to be horrified and want nothing more than to get away from me. I would need to kick it up a notch.
Sliding my hand down her toned stomach, I hooked two fingers into the waist of her pants. Raising my head, relinquishing her nipple, I looked her meaningfully in the eye before tearing the remainder of her garments from her.
Her gasp was drown out but the sound of tearing fabric. Her flesh instantly formed goose bumps as the cool night air settled in on her bare form, tears now freely flowing, her lips, those soft, warm, kissable lips, turned downward, trembling. I looked back into her eyes. Both of our hearts were breaking, but if breaking her heart would keep her safe and away from me, then so be it.
My movements lacking even a vague trace of gentility, I pinched her most sensitive area between my thumb and index finger and began to role it back and forth between them, the viscous fluids seeping from her core allowing for some small relief from the intense friction. Her hips bucked, her eyes grew wide as I crashed my mouth back down on to her just in time to capture the moan carrying so much pain and pleasure with in it. These tentative moans gave way to wailings of pleasure, sighs and pants. Her enjoyment only aroused me, my hips beginning to grind against her thigh involuntarily.
"Sakura…" I moaned as she pressed her thigh firmly against my throbbing erection.
"Sasuke…" she panted, "…please…please come home." She was looking me in the eye with the most pleading expression. I would have liked to have said that all of my heart wanted to go with her, and most of it did, but there was that one deep dark recess of my very being that could not go back with her…not until what needed to be done was done. Worse yet, I was beginning to forget the point in this entire exercise, she was beginning to turn this around on me. I would need to get to the point quickly.
Before she could react, I removed my hand from her slick, warm folds, unfastened my pants, with drew myself and settled between her legs. My face hovered an inch from hers and I ran the tip of myself up and down between her folder, over her now swollen, sensitive clit. Her eyelids half closed, eyes filled with lust as she peered into my own. God she was beautiful. I wanted so much more, I wanted to enjoy her every night, I wanted to tell her how much I loved her, how much I wanted to protect her, but she wouldn't understand, she wouldn't listen. Mustering everything I had in me, pushing aside the pleasure and lust and fixing a cruel smirk on my face, I spoke the words I would forever wish to take back.
"Do you really think I would return for a weakling like you?" I said, my voice hollow, as I thrust myself into her, groaning in pleasure despite myself, despite her pained shriek and the sobs that followed.
Don't look in her face, just don't look in her face, I told myself over and over again as I ripped something I knew was precious from her. I released her hands and gave her at least the dignity of trying to fend me off, but she was to broken already, unable to use her standard strength let alone call any chakra for a boost.
Oh God, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. Please, Sakura, forgive me…
I already wanted to take it all back, but it was too late, it was for the best. I needed her to hate me, hate is more powerful than anything, my brother taught me that.
Hate me, Sakura, hate me, never want to see me again!
She had given up struggling and was now weakly beating her fists against my chest as she sobbed, uttering the words I needed, but never wanted, to hear. Words so hurtful I had to lower myself down, burying my face in her neck so that she would not see the tears that had welled in my eyes, which were now threatening to spill over.
I thrust harder, faster, deeper, grunting and moaning, disgusted with myself for the pleasure I was taking despite her pain and our emotional torment. Finally, I felt my release come, filling her with my seed in warm sticking spurts. I collapsed on top of her panting.
Once I had caught my breath, with out any tenderness, I pulled myself from her, re-fastening my pants as I climbed to my feet. Time to complete this…
"Sakura…"
She looked up at me. Here eyes so filled with hurt, not, not just her eyes, her everything… She moved into a position to best hide her body, staring me down.
"…thank you…" I said, drawing chakra to my eyes, using the shirengan to render her unconscious.
"Sa-su-ke…" She murmured, collapsing in a heap.
I felt sick. The whole world was teetering around me, my conscience screaming at me, my heart begging me to reconsider. I vomited…twice…
Lifting my beautiful Sakura from the dirty ground where I had brutalized her, I wrapped her in my shirt, covering her, kissing her on the forehead. I lay her down on a soft patch of grass and brushed the hair from her face and some dirt from her tear stained cheek.
"Sakura…" I murmured, "…I am so sorry."
I could not leave her to be found by just anyone, not in the state she was in. I let out a deafening scream, which came out more a howl. It was pained, the only outward display of emotion I would allow myself. It carried my guilt, my sorrow and my heartbreak. Then I waited. It wouldn't be long before her teammates happened by, well, her remaining teammates. Naruto and Kakashi were never far from her.
Sure enough, my howl had caught the attention of Naruto, I could already sense his chakra. I silently thanked my luck. It would have taken Kakashi no time to realize what I had done, where as it would take an explanation to Naruto, an explanation I hoped no one would offer.
With a final backward glance, I bid her fair well, and made my way silently into the woods.
TBC…
A/N:
Now that you have read the chapter, if you have read it, I want you all to understand that I don't hate Sasuke (I hate what the writers have done to him, I feel they have ruined him, but I digress). I think he is a great character, I just wish they would give him back.
Feed back is appreciated.
-SB
