A/N: Thank you, Shoma, nyo-mila, umnia and ImCutePoison for your reviews! They made me smile and gave me the much needed motivation to write this chapter. It was hard because I didn't really know how to continue this but I believe you guys deserve to know Sasuke's end of the tale. Also, this is a story based on adultery. I apologize if you don't like that concept but I promise it'll have a good ending. Now enjoy this here chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
"Flight 6-8-34 to Shanghai is boarding. All passengers please report to Gate 3C."
The metallic voice was heard all over the airport to let passengers know that their flight is up next. Sasuke Uchiha walked from the airfield towards the lights of the terminal, his suitcase rolling behind him. He was tired to say the least but he mentally encouraged himself to keep on walking towards the bus that would take them to their hotel. Together with some other pilots and flight attendants, he walked past the massive crowd, heading towards the outer gate where a luxurious bus with the company logo on it would be awaiting them. Sasuke greeted the driver with a nod on his cap and stepped in. He placed his luggage in the cabinet above his seat and finally dropped down on the soft pillows of his chair. He exhaled deeply, laid back his head and closed his eyes. In three days he's only had ten hours of sleep; his head was throbbing and his eyes were burning. He couldn't wait to freshen up and spend an eternity in bed. He could hear other people board the bus; their footsteps revealed whether it was a man or a woman. Someone in high heels walked by but stopped next to him. Sasuke didn't bother to open his eyes. Whoever it was, he didn't care.
"Tired, hot stuff?" a seductive voice said. Sasuke opened only one eye and stared at the woman speaking to him. It was a red head, with slim glasses on her nose. She had a beautiful body and an inviting aura. But the way she looked at him told him that she was far from innocent.
"Keep walking, four-eyes," he murmured to her as he closed his eyes again.
"Tch, how rude," she responded as she crossed her arms. "That's no way to speak to a lady." She wanted to tease him some more but decided to let him rest instead.
'You're no good to me when you're tired,' she thought. 'I will get you though, captain Uchiha.'
After some fifteen minutes, the bus started to move. Lazily, Sasuke turned his head towards the window. He wanted to take a look at the city he would be staying in for three days. Afterwards, he'd be working again; a flight to Bangkok and then to Tokyo. His sleep has taken so much of his energy that he temporarily forgot where he was.
"Oh, yeah. We're in France," he said to himself when he saw the famous Eiffel Tower. He wasn't amused by what he saw. He's been here so many times before; it hardly even catches his attention.
When they arrived at the hotel, Sasuke immediately took out his luggage and went straight to the desk.
"Hi, my name is Uchiha Sasuke," he said to the attendant. "I'm a pilot for the Konoha Commercial. I believe there were reservations made?"
"Hold on, sir. Let me check," the attendant responded as he went through the digital files on the computer. He smiled and nodded to Sasuke as he turned around and gave him a room key.
"Room 234, sir."
"Thank you."
As fast as his heavier getting legs were able to carry him, he headed towards the elevator and went upstairs. He didn't have to look for his room for too long; over the years he noticed he could only get one of the three available rooms for pilots in this hotel: room 234, 236 or 238. When he opened the door, he threw his suitcase on the bed and walked to the bathroom where he took a refreshing shower. He felt a little more alive when he came out. He wore some boxers and dropped himself on the soft sheets of the bed. He looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table: 7.15 pm. He sighed and closed his eyes. Not too long afterwards, Sasuke was on a flight to Dreamland.
When he woke up, the sun was shining through the window. The wind was playing with the curtains, making it move around like light fabric in water. Sasuke felt fully rested now. He stretched and yawned and stared at the ceiling. After a few moments of lazying around he looked at the alarm clock: 2.45 pm.
'I slept around 20 hours,' he thought impressed. 'Guess it's too late to have breakfast now.'
He got up and took another shower.
Not long after, Sasuke was downstairs, having spaghetti with meatballs. At first he was unaware of how hungry he was until he finished his plate and realized that his stomach wasn't full yet. That's why he was having some grapes. He was never too fond of dessert, he preferred fruit. He was reading a magazine when a lady with red hair, slim glasses and a flattering white summer dress sat across him.
"I was wondering when you'd leave that room," she said to him. Sasuke looked up from his magazine ever so slightly to see who it was. But then he continued reading, signaling her that he wasn't interested.
"What do you want, Karin?" he said while sighing.
"What I want?" she said, pretending to be offended. "You know what I want. And I know that you want what I want."
Sasuke put his magazine down and leaned forward.
"You don't know the meaning of discretion, do you?" he said softly.
"Why should I be?" she said daring as she leaned back on the chair and stroked Sasuke's legs with hers. "It's not like she's around. And I'm sure that by now the whole airline knows we're banging each other."
"Hn. No sense of humility."
"But that's just the way you like it, isn't it?" she said, leaning forward, looking mischievous and daring him to do the forbidden.
Sasuke smiled back and looked at her with an evil grin.
"What do you say we get out of here?" he proposed.
"I thought you'd never ask," she replied and followed the handsome dark haired man.
They stepped into the elevator and headed towards his room. They never did it in her room because flight attendants were to share their rooms whereas pilots have a whole room to themselves.
When the door had closed behind them and Sasuke had locked it, the action began immediately. He basically attacked Karin with his lips, pressing her body against every part of his. He wanted to feel her curves with his chest, his hips, arms and lips. Their kiss was never ending but rough and filled with lust. Karin had her legs around Sasuke's hips and her hands were grabbing his well toned chest. Sasuke halted their kiss abruptly and threw her on the bed. He took off his shirt and climbed on top of her. He roughly pulled her up and removed her dress, her bra soon followed. He looked at her naked form and grabbed a breast with one hand. Karin moaned loudly as she tucked on Sasuke's belt. She felt that it was a little unfair that she was half naked and he half dressed. Sasuke pushed her down and quickly removed her panties. Then he removed his own pants, as well as the boxers he was wearing. He climbed back on top of her and started sucking on her nipple while his other hand roughly played with the other. Karin moaned out of pleasure but Sasuke didn't hear her. He practically didn't care. He positioned himself at her opening and without asking for consent, he pushed his full length inside of her. Karin grabbed his upper arms and dug into his skin as Sasuke kept pounding her. His blows were hard and merciless. He growled out of pleasure and he didn't slow down his pace. After a few heavy blows he grabbed her left leg and turned her to the left. She lay on her stomach now, displaying her ass for him. He playfully bit each cheek and mounted her. Again, he inserted his dick in her without preparing her for it. He roughly pounded her, just the way he did before.
And so it would keep on going. He would turn her in several positions, demanding them from her and then he'd roughly fuck her. In the end, he would spill his seeds inside of her and she would be too tired to do anything other than sleep.
Sasuke looked at Karin's sleeping form. He had taken a shower as soon as he was finished with her. He didn't enjoy it as much as he wanted to enjoy her; he never did, anyway. Every time he fucked her, he saw Hinata's face. The look she has in her eyes when she tells him she loves him. Needless to say that to him, that was very messed up. And he feels bad every time it happens. Sasuke walked towards the balcony and looked at the city below him. He took a cigarette from his pocket and smoked it outside. Had his wife known he was smoking, she'd never forgive him. He's not a habitual smoker but he does it every time he sleeps with Karin. It takes away the stress, the guilt. Most people turn to alcohol but being a pilot he can't afford to be so reckless.
Sasuke turned around and looked at Karin. She was peacefully sleeping. He wondered why he sleeps with her. He knows that he doesn't love her and neither does she. She was after his wealth. He'd known that since the beginning. Why her then? Because she was an easy target. She easily goes along with him and besides that, she looked delicious. But why does he have a bad feeling every time they're through? Why does he feel the need to be with his wife? His wife. Hinata. He loves her, he truly does. But ever since… No. He doesn't want to think about it. He hates that guilt that comes over him every time his mind wanders to that subject. And now he remembers why he's cheating on her again. Because looking at her made him sad. He felt like his manliness was taken away from him the day he found out that he was infertile. That he couldn't provide her with what she wanted. And that made him feel like he was no man, that he didn't deserve her. That he was not worthy. Why did she stay with him when they found out? Why did she still love him? Her love which knew no boundaries and was limitless drew him insane. And it made him angry. He couldn't stand being close to her for too long. Or else… The sadness, depression…
No. He won't cave in. Not anymore. Sasuke took another cigarette and lit it. Smoking never felt so good. He turned to look at Karin again. She didn't know about his infertility. To her, he was perfect. He liked that thought. It was better than the feeling that comes over him when he's with Hinata. But he can't help feeling that he's hurting her. He strongly believes he does. He wants to make it up to her but doesn't know how. How does one forget the neglect that he granted Hinata for so many years? She must hate him by now. But he never saw that in her eyes. It has always been that unending love in her looks, her actions.
"God, I love you," he whispered to the cold night.
"I'm sorry," he continued. He threw his cigarette out the balcony and went inside. He's hoping that the few remaining days pass by quickly. He wants to continue working. Forget about this bullshit emotions. He hates it. Fuck.
A/N: Sad, sad chapter, isn't it? I wanted to portray the confusion boiling inside Sasuke and explain to you why he's cheating on her. Hopefully you all understand now. Thank you, for reading. And don't forget to drop a review! I'll try to post a chapter every week but school has already started so there may be some delays. Again, review please! It fuels a writer to keep on going.