Chapter 4
The car ride to the airport had been very awkward in the least for Sakura, it had been very quiet and he seemed to be in his own word. she wanted to break the silence to say anything before she lost her mind.
" Th epsychologist told me some husbands find it very hard to accept their wives don`t remember them", she said. " i know this must be very hard for you. i know you must feel angry and upset." She bit in to her lip and continued to look outside the window not waiting for his reply.
you have no idea how angry.Sasuke thought as he looked over some files. Anger was like a turbulent flood inside of him. His blood was like surging with it, bulging in his veins like red hot lava until he felt he was going to explode with it. How could he conceal the hatred he fel fo her at her betrayal? The ppers were full of it again this morning, as they had been for the past week. Every headline seem to say the same: the speculation about her affair with kabuto, their clandestine dirty little affair that had ended in tragedy. Sasuke knew he would have to work harder at controlling his emotions. This was not the time to avenge the past. He reach down and held her hand his thumb rubbing her delicate skin.
" I am sorry darling." He said. " Am still getting over the shock of almost losing you. Forgive me. I will try and be more considerate."
She turned her head and gave him a soft smile. "Its ok." She said in a whisper-soft voice. " I'm finding it hard too. I feel like am living in someone else`s body, living someone else`s life. She frowned as she absently stroked her fingers on the butter soft leather of the seat between them. "How long did we date before we got married?"
" Not long."
she turned her body to his direction. " How long?"
"Six weeks."
her eyes went wide, like pond water spreading after a flood. " I can't believe i got married so quickly," she said as if talking to herself. She lowered her gaze and tucked a strand of pink hair behind her ear, her tongue sweeping her now dried lips, the actions igniting a fire in groin despite all of his attempts to ignore her physical allure. Sitting this close he could smell the sweet vanilla fragrance of her skin. If he closed his eyes he could picture her writhing beneathhim as he pounded into her, his body rocking with hers until they both exploded. He clenched his jaw and turned to look at the traffic outside the window.
" Was it a whitte wedding?" She asked after a little while.
Sasuke turned to look at her. " Yes, it was. There were over four hundred people there. It was called the wedding of the year. Perhaps if you see the photograps it will trigger something in your memory."
" perhaps..." She looked away and began chewing on her bottom lip, her brows forrowing once more.
Sasuke watched her in silence mulling over what to tell her and what to leave well alone. The doctor had adviced against pressuring her to remember. She was disoriented and still suffering from the blow of losing her lover. Apart from that first show of grief, she hadn't mentioned Kabuto again, but every now and then he saw the way her eyes would tear up and a stake would gothrough his heart all over again. She suddenly turned and met his gaze.
" Do youhave any familly?
" My mother died when i was very young," he said. " My father remained after some years. I have an older brother named Itachi." He paused before adding, " my father remarried after our mothers death, and as predicted by everyone who knew him, it didn't work out he was in the process of the third divorce when he died."
" I'm sorry for your loss," she said quietly. "Did i ever meet him?"
Sasuke streched his lips into a embittered smile.
"No my father and i were estranged at the time. I hadn't spoken to him in 10 years."
He expression became empathetic. " How very sad. How the estrangement come about?"
He drew in a breath and released it slowly. " My father was a stubborn man. He was hard in bussiness and even harder in personal life. Its why each marriages turned into war zones. He liked control. It irked him that i wanted to follow my brothers footsteps and take charge of my own life. We exchanged a few heated words and that was it. We never spoke to each other again."
Sakura studied his stony expressin and wondered how far the apple fell from the tree. " Were you two alike in looks?" she asked.
His eyes met hers, so dark and mysterious, making her stomach give a little unexpected flutter.
" We share the same colouring but little else in common." He said. " I was closer to my mother."
" How old were you when she died?" Sakura asked.
His eyes moved away from hers, his voice when he spoke flat and emotionless. " I was four, almost five years old."
Sakura felt her insides clench at the thought of him as a dark haired little boy losing his mother so young. She knew the devastation all too well. She had been in her early teens when her mother passed away, but still it had hit hard. Her adolescence, from fourteen years old, had been so lonely. While not particulaly close to both high-flying parents, there had been so many times over the years when Skura had wished she could have had jus one more daywith her mother.
" are you close to your brother?" She asked
His lips moved in a brief, indulgent looking smile which immediately softened his features, bringing warmth into his eyes. " Yes, strangely enough. He's married to a woman from sound and hey have two kids a boy and a girl around the age of 11. They come and stay at the house quiet regularly."
" So... I've met them then? Sakura asked, trying to ignore the way her stomach shifted in response to his warmer expression.
His eyes came backto her studying her for a pulsing moment. " Yes, you've met them countless times."
Sakura moistened her lips, something she seemend to do a lot around him.
~~~~ Authors note~~~~
Hey guys i finally got a comp so i will be updating more often now. I know its short but i have to take it slow till i get my groove back. I hope you guys like it. Soon well be metting itachis kids and sakura will start to see what her life had become in those two years. plz R/R. thanks.