Okay, first and foremost, this is not meant to bash Sakura in any way. It might seem like it just a little, but I don't hate her at all. So, Sakura haters please don't leave rude comments about her when or if you review. Saying you don't like her is fine, but saying she should die is not alright with me, 'kay? Glad we understand each other ;

So, anyway, this is VERY old. I'm in a bought of writers block so I just decided to spruce up one of my old fics and post it instead of creating something that's completely horrible. I kind of like how it turned out now that I can see what was wrong with the old one...

Okay warnings, warnings...: boyxboy (not your cup of tea? then please leave.), onesided SasuSaku but it is there, and then finally...um, I have no clue. Oh, yeah! Some mild InoSaku also, but it can be seen as friendship.

Disclaimer: I'm too sick to try and claim them...I'll devise a plan when I don't feel like shit.

That said...please enjoy...!

Her Secret

Years she had lived with this secret; years she had been lying to the people that had trusted her; years and her heart was slowly breaking and dying, chipping away due to the pain and mental stifle she had endured for the longest time. She couldn't remember the last time she had smiled to him and actually meant it.

But she was happy too--happy that the one that she loved was finally cheerful and somewhat calmer, as she wished he always would be. Smiling and laughing; even if it wasn't her that was making him happy and making him smile in such a way that made her heart ache and her head spin.

She almost remembered the exact time it had happened too--when she became aware of what was really happening beneath everyone's noses. It had started when she was sixteen and she was still naive and dull minded in the affairs of the heart and what true pain really was. Sasuke had finally come back, after much persuasion and blood on Naruto's part, and she was going to visit him in the hospital. She had bought a daffodil that day, just like she always used to.

Her mind was in a typhoon of different thoughts on how her reunion with her love would be. She would sit down next to him, talk a little, and then she would leave and come back again. He would eventually fall in love with her just as much as she did with him, and they would love happily ever after. She still, to this day, sighed with such happy fairytale ending thoughts.

In a slight stupor, she had been horrified at first at the scene that greeted her upon her arrival. She thought it was wrong; sick, disgusting, appalling. No, what was Naruto doing? He was certainly not riding Sasuke--impaling himself over and over on the pale man below him, who was sweaty and out of breath as inconceivable sentences and slivers of the same name slipped from his lips. Naruto was not sticky with what had to be sessions worth of Sasuke's essence, and he did not have his head thrown back in ecstasy as Sasuke's hands guided him over and over again, in and out of the blond.

It wasn't happening--but it was, and she knew she was crying and ruining her makeup she had decided to put on for this happy occasion.

And that's when he heart slowly began to break. When she knew she had to find some way to cover it up--pretend it didn't happen and she hadn't seen anything.

So that was also the day she started lying to the people that she cared about. When someone would ask where her teammates had gone, why they weren't in their respective places, she would lie to them. She would spew lies out until her lips turned black with her untrue words. She didn't know why she did it, but she did, and afterward she would always feel an underlying feeling of satisfaction. It made her silently happy that she was the only one keeping Naruto and Sasuke's secret safe--she was the only one with the power to crush their lives.

But, it wasn't like she would ever use that power. No, that would be wrong and completely going against her morals.

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Several times Sakura had thought it was finally over; that they had gotten tired of this charade of theirs and got some sense knocked into them. But it never did happen that they would be away from each other for more than a few days, and only when they had missions. Somehow she would always find them together and it would make her heart bleed all over again as her stitched up wounds began to tear.

And again her heart began to shatter.

And again the lies started.

Years passed and she still kept her secret; not wanting the twos unhappiness to stain her hands. Naruto was always smiling and Sasuke always seemed brighter with a sort of glow to him that would be invisible to all who didn't know him well. She knew she was probably the only one who could tell, but mostly just because she was almost always there and aware when her two best friends were together. So, she kept quite like the good friend she was. She wanted them to be happy, even at her expense.

And then finally something happened that made her heart flutter. Sasuke had proposed to herm and her jovial mind accepted thinking the ridiculous thought that he had gotten over Naruto, just like that in favor of being with her.

What a poor, poor stupid girl she was!

The day of their wedding she was dressed in the most beautiful gown anyone had ever seen. White silk with pink lace on the rims. Plain but beautiful; just like her, she thought, and Ino told her when they made it. Almost everyone in the village was attending her wedding, seeing as the Uchiha were still held in high regards by the villagers. The Uchiha clan was going to have their heir and Sakura couldn't have been happier to be wedding her beloved.

That was until her heart began to shatter once again.

Just as she was rounding the corner to be await being walked down the aisle, she saw two figures leaning against the hallway's white wall. Two forms; Sasuke and Naruto, Naruto and Sasuke. She wasn't sure where one began and the other ended. It was slow and tortuous, beautiful and heart wrenching at the same time. Limbs and skin everywhere, embracing tenderly and hotly all at the same time.

Tears soon began to trail down her porcelain cheeks, and she did the only thing that she could; she ran. The bathroom became her haven as she sobbed and chocked down the curses and moans of her stupidity at herself. She didn't care that her painted face was being ruined, or that Ino was asking her question after question of what happened. The wedding was delayed, but not cancelled. She went through with it, and still, she kept her secret.

Again, her heart started to break. What was left was slowly decaying with the remains.

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Two years passed and she now had a child and was pregnant again. Two Uchiha heirs. They were the only thing that kept her going. Them and her best friend--Ino.

And every night her husband would go out. Every day he would come back reluctant, like he had an obligation. And every night her heart would break.

She had had two kids for him, she had kept his secret, but not once had he ever smiled at her. Not once would he ever look her in the eye with the same tenderness he showed his lover.

And only one person kept her living, the one that also silently stood by and watched her rot as the years passed.

Ino.

And even though she knows she is killing the one that loves her, she keeps the secret that's slowly killing her. It's not hers to tell, and it never would be. Sasuke's heart had never belonged to her, but the same didn't apply to her. She gave her heart away carelessly to one that would never cherish it and care for it the way that it was supposed to. So, it was left to burn.

But her secret was kept.

-coughs and sneezes- Well, I think I'll just go now...and remember that this is a twoshot so Naruto's POV is next and that's where the M rating comes in.

Please remember to review! -smiles-