WARNING! This story is yaoi (boyXboy) if you have a problem with that please hit the back button and do not read on. If curiosity gets the better of you and you read on and don't like it DO NOT flame me. It was your concious choice to continue reading my story, so don't blame me for your decisions. I don't want any trash talking to me in any which way. If I happen to recieve a hateful e-mail, believe me I will not hesitate to inform the MODS so don't test me.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Naruto or any of its affiliates. I am not making money off of this. I'm just a poor writer at the mercy of her Muse. My opinions and views are not Kishimoto-sensei's...so this fanfic is mine but the Naruto manga is his.

Pairings: SasukexNaruto

Rating: PG-15/MA implied sexual actions/coarse language a.k.a. swearing

Warnings: Slight OCCness but for a good reason.

Read on and enjoy:)

Drowning Peace
Pt. I: Peripatetic Throb

My love for you...it never fades. On the contrary it only grows stronger. With each passing moment away from your warm embrace my heart clinches. My breath goes weak. Eyes that once saw with great clarity now glazed over with rotting pain. "Is it possible to love someone too much?" Her words they echo in my mind. I had only asked for company not advice that would only run endless circles in my head. "No" I whisper hoarsely to no one in particular. If I didn't love him enough, I would only lose him. That is unacceptable.

Your harsh tongue that lashes out and digs like a scorching hot blade into my skin. Burning away flesh and bone and only leaving the essence. My essence. Peeled away, layer after layer like nothing. Effortless. How he does this I don't know. But he says that his words are not meant to sting 'Too much' I add on bitterly inside my head. He tells me that I must endure for him. Words of sickeningly sweet reassurances fall from his traitorous lips. This is facade he explains. A facade that we both must keep or else they will become jealous and want to take him away. No one can know of this. Absolutely no one. The lashing of his tongue, it is now a welcome act that sets me straight. I am needed here with him.

What she says means nothing. Nothing at all. The only one that I am devoted to now is him. A sickly green sheen has come over me she says. "How can you go on like this? What is it that binds you to him?" Once more I ignore her voice, her questions. She doesn't understand at all. "Nothing binds me to him..." it is he that is bound to me mind, body and soul. I leave that part out; this woman doesn't need that information. Yet she does not question him, his motives, and his reaction to this "love" that I am giving him. Hanging her head low her tresses falling over her eyes. She trudges away from me uttering not a sound.

This eve when the round moon fell from the heavens he came to me. Precise, dark, with eyes shining like bright baubles. His hands they hold me. His mouth claims mine. His body rocks synchronized with an unknown beat, persistently urging me to dance along with him in this moment of taboo. Sway this way, sway that way, move your hips like him, move against me. Let me feel you. Show me that you're there, wanting and waiting for me. Fingers glided with expertise to my middle. Flowing over the tiny ridges from the seal. They ran little patterns here and there. Each time a new pattern would start the fingers traveled lower and lower. Coming closer and closer. He in turn followed suit. His face descended upon mine. His silky, midnight locks wrapped themselves around me like a shroud. I was lost, falling...I flinched. Her words they follow me still. Even here in moments of sheer intimacy. "Is there such a thing as loving someone too much?" They echoed over and over again revolving with a renewed resolve. Vigorously I shook my head and spat out harshly "No" Disbelief crossed my love's face. "No?" Slender digits did not stop their journey. Never did they stop. Not one thing could deter them from their path, which would lead us both to Sin's door.

TBC