Hey people. I'm back. After the runaway series, I have taken a complete different turn! This one is inhuman. The idea has been bugging me for quite some time and I thought of giving it a shot. I have made the whole plot in my mind and plan to make this my second multi-shot story for Naruto.
GO SasuSaku.
Dedication: Nao-chi ! A friend whom I have socialized with during my writers block. XD THANKYOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT NAO-CHI!
Enjoy.
(Sasuke-kun's POV)
(Dream)
The pink haired woman trudged towards me in a seductive manner; swaying her hips from side to side as she wore a sexy smile. The black shorts dress she wore hugged her luscious D-Cup breasts and her small waist.
She pushed me on to the couch and sat on my lap as I hungrily peered at her chest, with a very erect member.
That can't be helped. She gets me so hot and bothered every time I see her walking. Seductive or not.
Her emerald eyes sparkled as she leaned in and whispered in my ear before licking it, "Make me scream, Sasuke-kun."
(End of dream).
Aaaaaahhh!
Another dream. Another dream of her.
I woke up panting and sat up on the hardwood floor of the abandoned building.
The dark and dusty room fell silent as my vigorous panting ceased. I looked down at my hardened member poking through my old fashioned trousers.
Sigh.
Just when would I meet her?
I have been having dreams about her for a century now. Literally.
Each one of them is different. Some are sexy and some are just plain sweet. Like in the dream where I was laying my head on her lap as we talked for hours. And the one in which we had a perfect family together. And also the one in which she cooked me a lovely dinner for our anniversary. The sexy ones included mainly of our sex life. The passionate, animalistic rough sexy sex!
Yes, I have been having these kinds of dreams about a pink haired girl (whom I haven't even met or seen) for hundred years.
Don't worry. I'm not some one hundred years old pervert fantasizing about young girls, on the death bed.
Noooooooway. Let's introduce.
I am Uchiha Sasuke. The sexy Sasuke who lives in the attic of some abandoned mansion. But most importantly, I am a ghost.
I started having these kinds of dreams since I was 15. If you look at me now, I may look like twenty or so but I am about 150 years old. Ghosts age much slower than human. And the girl I was talking about, yeah, I fell in love with her. Hard.
I don't know if the girl of my dreams (literally) is the same species of me or not. But I'm predicting that she's a human. Either way, I am dying to meet her. Hundred years of loneliness is just too much to bear.
Sigh.
Now.
Let's cut the chit chat so I can relieve the pain in my pee-pee. I lazily passed the threshold of the hallway, in to the bathroom. Well, it's not really a bathroom, except for the fact that there is faucet with mildly cold water running.
On my way out, I flinched as I heard a car pull in to the driveway.
Well, I wasn't being scared, but the sudden noise just caught me off guard. It is just that, no one really comes in to this ruin. Except for some few teenagers visiting to smoke pot or make out with their bitches. I just open the doors slowly or bang the windows in windless nights and they run for their lives. Hn. I don't need to be reminded of the things that I cannot do. Don't fuck with me.
I walked to the nearest window and cleaned up the dust in the shape of a circle, just enough for a peek of the driveway.
I glanced at the driveway and saw a red shiny car parked on the long, thick grass. The darkness of the night made it harder to focus on the being inside the car. Hn. I guess it's another one of those horny teenagers coming to have a fix. Just come out, you little fucker! This isn't a freaking free hostel!
The door opened and the driver poked her head out of the door. What I saw first was pink. Matte- pink?
The girl was talking to someone on her cell phone and giggled happily. She raised her head above to scan the building in front of her. My black eyes clashed with her emerald ones.
Oh my-
It's her.
I used my super sensitive ears to hear what she was talking.
"Mmmhhhmm. I'm right in front of my dream house. I'm gonna have to call you back. I'll call you soon, sweetie. I love you."
My heart beat faster as I scanned her form up and down through the foggy window glass.
There's no mistaking it.
I panted harshly and clutched the cloth above my heart as if it was in pain.
It really is her.
Haha. Short? I know. This is kind of a prologue. Tell me if the plot seems interesting. I always had a thing for ghost romance.
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