"At every moment of our lives, we all have one foot in a fairy tale and the other in the abyss."
― Paulo Coelho
Chapter 4: Our story is annoying
The scarlet hues of dawn were making house on the head of Sakura, her pink shade mingled with orange scars of dawn perfectly. Making it, red, crimson... Crimson like a blood, deep, deep blood.
Sasuke was always the admirer of nights. The deep, deep blues of nights which made black... Pitch black like him, like his heart.
But first time in his life, if dawn has this type of red blooded shade, then he liked the first ray of sun.
He took the view in front of him considerably. Her beautiful, slender wrists were bounded by the shackles which he borrowed from his elder brother's wardrobe. No matter, how much sincere and loving, his brother was! He was a tyrant for his enemies.. For their enemies.
Or he just made the facet of tyrant to live a fake horrible life to intimidate their enemies.
Sasuke didn't realize, the ache in his chest increased while the thoughts of his brother. The snake inside of him, one again pumped its poison in his heart.
"Damn, damn... Damn"
He heard her clear curses and he liked the voice, didn't know why.
Her green, green eyes tried to look at the dark side of his room. He was in shadow. He was a shadow. So, he didn't reveal himself yet and looked at her green eyes. The streaks of scarlet reflected in her green ones, making it lunatic blue, the shade of sky, the shade of night and the shade of darkness.
"Who is there?" She yelled.
Sasuke decided to deign her request and revealed himself to her.
His footsteps were small and silent and pernicious. Like a predator in the dark forest. Like a vampire in front of benign damsel.
He didn't know why, but his heart was doing strange things to him at the thought to confront Sakura. He was.. gooey and..excited. Both strange things to Uchiha but both feelings he had in Uchiha's way.
In a dark way.
"I said come outside" she shouted at him again.
His eyes glinted with pitch dark excitement.
"You..." Her mouth shut before she could utter complete sentence.
Her eyes widened, her features contorted in the beautiful twist of emotions.
The look on her face was not new to her, he saw, remembered, scrutinized this view many times before.
"Sasuke.." It was euphoria to listen his name from her trembling, kissable mouth.
He knew, he had always this effect on her and he always would have. The thought was enough to create new vim inside of him.
"Won't you welcome me Sa-ku-ra?" He uttered her name like a sacred words of witchcraft. Slow, but very clear to listen.
She opened her lips to say something but shut it at the next moment.
Sasuke was disappointed by her reaction.
No hug.. No touch. No welcome. Even, no cuss about his actions.
Utterly silence and confusion.
He waited for a moment patiently for her reaction but there was none except the slight scowl on her brows and trembling of her lips.
He wished, she would stop the thrilling movement of her lips to stop the dark excitement of his heart. If, it was still presented there.
Black coals of his eyes silently bled red and the movement of her lips become more prominent.
The snake inside of him hissed with pleasure and...pain. It pumped little bit more poison to make his purplish bruise heart to darken more and more.
He waited for another moment and another and another.
Trembling was stopped; eyes narrowed at him once again which made him scowl.
Why was not there any warmth in her reaction? Homes were always meant to give warmth of its residents. Then, why were neutral expression on her face for him or confusing. Homes were made to recognize its residents at the back of their mind. Then, why there was confused evident in those green, green, nightly green eyes.
She looked at him once again. The sun behind the window, rise a bit more, was clearing the view of them for each other, to scrutinize...to ogle.
Her eyes roamed on his body thoughtfully, it wasn't like old times, when her eyes drunk the view of his body.
This time, her eyes scrutinized his body like a professional. Like professional cop did with their prisoner or criminal. He didn't like the innuendo and irritation built inside of him.
The snake inside of him hissed again, this time with pain and impatient.
"I made breakfast, come outside"
His blood red eyes saw flicker of her eyes and confusion arose. But he averted his body's direction to see more. Already, trembling of her lips and confusion between her brows ailed him enough.
Homes shouldn't be like this. Homes were made to welcome.
He was absent for long time to make his home to forget about him and he was now...changed.
His home..his Sakura knew the very different Sasuke. The one, whose lips upturned at the idiotic behavior of Naruto and caring and loving eyes of her. But he was careful enough to hide the slight movement of his lips. The one Sasuke, who was not completely crazy or cold like this. Just a...lonely child.
The lonely child inside of him was still alive within him. But it was caged within the deep valley of his dark and black heart. And the poisonous snake was warden of this child.
"Kai.." The small murmur of Sakura reached to his eardrums and the slight smirk made home on his sinfully beautiful lips.
"There is no need to waste your effort.." He turned towards his ragdoll.
She was kneeling on his bed; the sick smell of his bed was still presented there, despite the fresh smell of Sakura.
He kneeled near to her. His tiny bed for the eight years body was insufficient for both adult shinobi. She shrieked in herself and he liked the action.
He took her small hand in his big ones and put it on his cold, pale cheek.
"I'm very real" his whisper was soft and touched her cheeks like a waft.
The dawn outside of his...their window turned into a very bright morning. He didn't like this kind of brightness but he thought, he could tolerate this brightness for a moment. After all, homes were always like this. Bright and colorful.
Her eyes widened for moment on his action.
"You..ca..nt..be.." Her words were broken like a glass, but her voice was not.
Sasuke knew everyone who knew him, knew the fact that he didn't like to be touched. But no one ever noticed how peaceful he was at the touch of a certain pinkette. The pink haired maiden of his academy was exceptional. The pink haired maiden of her team was always an exceptional.
He sighed deeply and rubbed her hand on his cheek very lightly. The slight rub sent shiver in his spine. The snake inside of him hissed in pleasure.
"I'm your Sasuke, Sakura" the word "your" was emphasized by him and the two emeralds widened for a brief second. He saw, how at the same time, the tears and determination shined in her eyes. He liked it, he would never say but he really liked it.
"No...no..you can't be Sasuke-kun..." She tried to pull off her hand in his grip but he tightened the grip more. The shackle in her wrists rattled but the voice was jingle for him.
"LET ME GO" she shouted and her endeavors of getting away from him increased.
For a moment, he waited patiently for her to accept defeat but she was Sakura and she was stubborn. This quality was new for him but he liked it. He didn't know, but he liked every annoying quality of her.
"I said, let me go, you jerk," her struggle was continued. It amused him for a moment, but then his patient was started to wan.
"Stop it Sakura"
No response.
"I SAID,"
No response.
"STOP It.
He said in his most cold voice but still there was no response.
He lost his patience and jerked her hands in his.
"You're annoying me Sakura".
Now, response came.
The eyes widened but more than a brief second. The rain started in those soft grasses of the eyes.
Now, rain poured down from those alabaster curves of her cheeks like a waterfall.
He was never a lover of nature, but in Sakura, everything was symbolized to the nature. To the earth. To the home.
His tears touched his heart, and then his soul and he did not like the feelings.
In this world, only Sakura could make him feel like that. That's why, she was annoying.
She was annoyingly annoying to him.
Her vibrant pink hairs, how much he hated pink at the same time, admired the color. Her green green eyes reminded him of the fresh leaves of the morning with the dew drops. In this time, she had lots of drew drops on those fresh leaves. Her soft, creamy skin which made him imagines weird things.
She was annoying, because she was the only one who made him...guilty. Made him guilty for leaving her on that cold bench.
She was annoying like hell but still she was his annoyance.
"SASUKE-KUN.." The kun was back.
The very benign happiness arose in his heart without his knowledge and his lips twitched upward.
The struggle was over and both soft, soft hands were circled around his neck, her forehead on his shoulder and those dew drops were soaking his shirt, near his heart.
He felt strange things.
She was a walking annoyance.
"Sasuke-kun, you're back" her voice had shiver of happiness and he liked it.
"Tch, annoying". She was still annoying and naive.
At least, when it came to him, she became like this. And he literary did not have any problem to this.
He wanted her to be remained like this. Because, this is the only thing which made him...alive.
Beside it, he knew one thing, if anyone ever tried to write the story of him and her. Sasuke and Sakura. The word "annoying" was inevitable like "once upon a time" in the fairytales.
His touch made his snake seethed in pleasure and...annoyance.
He knew, their story was never like a fairytale. There story was just...annoying. Bothering, beating but alive like a heart. Nothing like a fairytale. But dark like a night and real like a reality.
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