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His phone took off and he took it to his study. She breathed a sigh of relief. She would die before she would admit that she enjoyed his eyes on her. She surveyed the living room, finding nothing else to do, and retreated to the second floor. She didn't dare go into his room without permission so she started with her own.
She hummed along with the singer's hypnotic voice. There was little to fix inside her room so she tidied it up as best as she could before seeking him out. She wanted to start lunch but, since he was in the kitchen, she didn't wish to disturb his call or make it seem like she was eavesdropping. So she headed right back to the living room couch, turning up the volume enough to save face.
She saw more than heard him as he moved across the living room. She immediately shot up to the kitchen to fix them an easy lunch. She sang a melody by memory this time, not feeling up to hearing the numerous commercials.
"What's for dinner?" His deep voice near her ear startled her and she barely bit back her gasp.
"J-Just some miso." She avoided his eyes, knowing that she would get lost in them if she stared more than a second. She knew she couldn't afford another relationship now. She had screwed up with her first: who was to tell that this one would be different?
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Their dinner was silent and Sasuke noticed she went out of her way not to meet his eyes or have any contact with him in general. Normally, he would be rejoicing (like an Uchiha, of course) at the precious silence.
But he pegged her to be more talkative. He didn't know why he cared so much, either. His thoughts went to his mother's words earlier on the phone.
"Sakura is such a nice girl. Why can't you date her? I bet you like her more than you lead on. Try to be nicer to her. Girls like these things." He had stayed silent through his mother's tirade, but now he pondered on her words. Be nicer? How would he do that?
"Sasuke-kun?" Her sweet voice floated to his ears and he looked up only to see her by the sink, washing the dishes and utensils. She cast him a sidewards glance before continuing, not expecting him to answer. Nicer, huh?
"Let me help you." He noticed she seemed startled, at first, before a smile bloomed at her face. He stared at her a little more than needed and felt a heat crawl up his neck and ears. He quickly grabbed a cloth and started drying the dishes that were already on the rack.
He heard her hum softly and he couldn't help but to be drawn in by the melodic sound. He wondered if her voice would be as soft when she was happy or when she whispered his name in the after-glow of love-mak-
"Sasuke-kun?" The heat increased and showed a teensy bit on his pale cheek. "Is there something bothering you?" Her head cocked to the side in jester, her lips pouted, just enough to tempt him. Tempt him to kiss her.
"It's nothing. Don't be annoying." He regretted the words the instant they left his mouth. He saw the pain in her eyes and the slight quiver of her lip. She hid it well but he knew. He could see right through her and he knew he hurt her.
"Sorry. I'll be in my room if you need me." She said with a forced smile and he grit his teeth. He wanted to shout at her for being so submissive, for not talking back, for not reading behind his words.
His words? Why did he care if she wouldn't talk to him? If she wasn't talking to him wouldn't that mean that she would ignore him? He tried to imagine a scenario where she wasn't beside him. He couldn't.
Sasuke let his head fall on the cupboard and he sighed.
The beast had fallen in love with the beauty, with nobody to protect her from him.


Sakura bit her lip a little harder than she intended. She didn't think he would be so mean. First he was in lala land then he was being extensively nice and then he just told her off. His words had hurt her more since she had long figured he was quite offensive.
The ringing of her phone brought her out of her thoughts. She tapped it open to see a message from Hinata. The purple-haired girl was concerned for Sakura, having know Sasuke since elementary. Sakura just texted her back, assuring her that everything was okay.
Feeling a bit sticky, she grabbed a nightdress and quietly made her way to the bathroom. She sank back on the warm water and a sob escaped her. She was hurt but dammit she shouldn't be crying. She hated crying: it showed weakness.
So lost was she in her thoughts she didn't hear Sasuke come in or see him approach the end of the tub. He grabbed her hand and forcefully lifted her up. His other hand latched on her waist and he stared as more tears made their way out of her beautiful eyes.
Both of her hands found his shirt and she fisted it hard. She felt all the shock from all the days wash through her. The kidnapping, Naruto losing his memory and her breaking up with him, her house being robbed. Everything came back to her full force and she let it out on his shirt. He held her tight to him, ignoring her wet body, wanting to solely comfort her.
He was walking to his room when he heard her sob through the thick walls of his bathroom. He didn't hesitate to go in, especially since he knew he was partly at fault for her crying form.
Sakura felt her tears begin to dry and she suddenly felt very light. She fell limp into his arms and he looked at her, startled. He breathed a sigh of relief when he realised she had just fallen asleep. He slowly lifted her body up, careful not to expose her any more than she already was. His eyes refused to look at her as he entered her room, making her comfortable beneath the sheets.
He settled on a chair next to the bed, his onyx orbs never leaving her. He watched her until his own lids became heavy but he didn't let himself drift off. No matter how much he fought it though, his body needed sleep. He stripped down to his boxers and lay beside her, under the covers.
He just hoped she wouldn't punch him for this.


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