(Sakura's Point of View)
I looked at the man before me, and studied him still shocked. Mikoto's voice snapped me out of my daze, as she place a hand on my shoulder.
"Sakura, this is Itachi, Sasuke's brother." She smiled brightly as me as he showed me a dazzling smile. I felt my mouth go dry as I looked at his beautiful face. He as so stunning, even more now that I could see him in the light.
"Nice to meet you." He spoke in a low husky tone that made goosebumps run over skin, as he held out his hand.
I grabbed it softly and whispered. "We've meet." I mumbled looking at my feet as I felt him rubbing his thumb against my hand, before I blushed brightly and pulled it away.
"Oh yeah! You're the girl from the bar." He smiled warmly at me, so you're my brother's wife. Interesting." He said as I felt Mikoto's eyes on me, before I nodded slowly looking at her, silently asking what to do.
"Itachi, we were talking about some personal girl things, do you mind waiting inside for a bit?" She said warmly as she patted his back and I shook softly staring at my feet.
"Of course, mother. Oh, and Sakura. If you ever want to talk, you can find me here." He smiled kindly at me, his eyes crinkling in the corners in the wake of his smile.
I watched his back as he walked away, my eyes fixed on as Mikoto sighed. "He was the mystery man, wasn't he…" She whispered sounding understanding.
"Don't tell anyone, please." I whispered tears in my eyes. "I don't want to hurt anyone." I whispered felling all the breath leave my lungs.
"Not a soul." She mumbled patting my back softly. "That boy seems different and for the life of me, I can't tell what it is." She shook her head again in worry.
I looked at her then and noticed her sorrowful face, and felt my shoulders fall. This was not good. Not good at all.
"What am I to do, Mik?" I whispered and looked at her beautifully aged face as she just looked at the house that she loved.
"I don't have the slightest idea, darling.." Mikoto whispered sitting back down sipping on her drink, as I limply slumped back into my seat, fresh tears stinging my eyes.
"If Sasuke didn't hate me before, then he sure as hell will hate me now.." I whispered shakily as I held my hands trying to force them to stop shaking in my lap.
"He never hated you." She said sternly and grabbed my hand looking me in the eye like she knew my heart and soul. "Never."
I stared back at her and tried to find belief in her coco colored eyes. "I don't know, Mik. I just don't know."
After a few more words of encouragement from my mother in law, we walked back to the house. Itachi was sitting on the table eating out of the tub of ice-cream that we bought only hours ago. I sighed as I looked at itachi.
"Sakura, Itachi, I have to go grocery shopping, before dinner. Sasuke and your father should be over soon." She mumbled gathering up her keys and purse. "Itachi, don't do anything that will make me want to beat you." She said in warning as he chuckled and gave her a mock salute, as she walked out of the house leaving Itachi and me alone. What was she thinking? This is a hella bad idea.
"So, You're Sasuke's wife." He asked eating another spoonful of sweet cream. I looked at him boredly, almost annoyed.
"Yeah, not by choice." I mumbled grabbing a spoon and dipping out some for myself, out of the tub of ice cream.
"I got that." He smirked at me, as I tried my hardest not to let him notice the fact that his smile made all my breath leave me.
"So…." I cooed out awkwardly. "How's your day been?"
He shrugged with his sexy mouth still wrapped around the spoon in his mouth. God, this man was doing things to me that I was not ready for. "It was alright, your hubby can be a handful." He scoffed as I rolled my eyes, fetching out more of the frozen cream for myself.
"Tell me about it. So, did you go to see him?" I asked slightly surprised that they already met so soon.
"I started work at his office today. I'm going to be sharing the same job as CEO with him." He said with a shrug as his hair shifted slightly, I watched as he tucked some of it behind his ear.
"I see, do you enjoy it?" I asked finally sitting down, beside the beautiful man, feeling my skin prickle where his arm brushed against mine.
"I don't know yet. I think the hard part is having Sasuke forgive me for leaving in the first place." He whispered a sad look gracing his handsome features.
"Oh.." I bit my lip not really sure what to say. Sasuke was hard to read, so I have no idea if he even wants to forgive his brother or not. We've never talked about anything, let alone Itachi..
I shifted uncontrollably in my seat, as a soft smile returned to his face. "So, . Do you work or anything like that?" He asked looking me over.
I looked at my hands as I could feel my own small sad smile growing. "I was a nurse, a midwife technically. I helped deliver babies." I said happily remembering the good times at the hospital.
"Really? That's pretty cool, but you said that in past tense. Are you not working anymore?" He asked a mask of confusion covering his eyes.
I rubbed my face not really wanting to talk about it, but chose to anyways. For some odd reason, I felt really safe around his man. Perhaps, it was because of his age or maybe his kind eyes.
"Yeah, after Sasuke and I married, we moved to the city and the drive was to far from the apartment to the hospital, Then my mother passed away.. So, everytime we lost a mother or baby, I'd break down.. I wasn't as strong as I use to be. I quit, but I still wanted to pursue my music on the side, but recently that's become hard as well." Once again I had opened up to this stranger of a man, and I had no idea why.
"I'm sorry for you're loss, what about your father?" He asked softly, with worry lacing his words.
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. "He works with your company, he does construction. At the moment, he's over seas. I think it was easier to be there, because nothing reminds him of my mother there. He loved her so much, that he just kind of shut down after the whole thing…" I mumbled as he pushed the tub of ice-cream closer to me as I shoved a few bites into my mouth.
"I see, may I ask what happened?" He whispered, then took some ice-cream for himself.
"She had a noticed a lump on her breast for a couple of years, but breast cancer didn't run in the family and she didn't tell anyone. Till one day she was driving and passed out on the highway. She crashed, but she wasn't really hurt from the crash. When they rushed her to hospital, they found cancer. All over. She was past the point of even doing chemo. A year later we lost her…." I chocked out the words, the subject still sore.
I felt Itachi running a hand through my hair, as I shot my head up to look at him and froze. He had a pained expression on his face, as he petted my head, like a father would to his child.
I immediately felt a dam break as I started crying hard, before he pulled me into his arms, and just held me.
"Shhhh.. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have asked." He mumbled, before he sighed sending minty breath into my face.
I shook my head and sniffled softly and pulled away, before looking at his shirt and chuckled through my tears. "Shit, I cried in front of you again, even used your shirt as a tissue again." I laughed without humor feeling dumb as hell.
He laughed a hardy laugh that made me feel light and happy myself. I stared at him confused as brushed a tear from my cheek with his thumb. "You're welcome to use me as a tissue at any point." He smiled and placed his fingers under my chin and lifted it, so I had to look him in the eyes. "I really don't mind."
I nodded dumbly as I looked into his beautiful eyes, before he kissed my forehead, his lips lingering there for a moment, before whispering in my ear, lips touching the skin there. "Plus, I want all your attention, I'm starting to get very jealous of Sasuke." He smirked as he let his hand be placed on my thigh, causing shivers to erupt from the area, heating my core.
Then, without warning I felt something grab me and pull me into a hard chest. "Itachi, Stay the fuck away from my wife." I looked up at the person speaking seeing a very pissed off Sasuke holding me hard against him. I blushed, at our contact. I could feel his fast heart beat, ramming against his chest. Oh boy, he was defiantly not happy.
I looked at Itachi, and mouthed a sorry, as the older man snorted at Sasuke. "Little brother, you really should take care of her, before someone else takes her." He rolled his eyes as he stood to leave and walked up stairs.
Sasuke growled at his back like a wild animal that was cornered, then he grabbed my shoulders and pushed me away enough to look into my eyes. "Don't go near him, you hear me. He's not what you think." Sasuke said sharply. I watched him confused. Fear was lingering in his black orbs.
What could sweet Itachi do to make Sasuke fear him? That thought stirred up a world of curiosity. Sasuke is never scared of anything. Yet, I see fear in his eyes. "Sasuke, He's harmless." I shoved away from him and glared. "He was cheering me up, which was a lot more than anything you ever did for me." I spit out, anger lacing my words, as Sasuke gave me a surprised look before it quickly faded into anger of his own.
He grabbed my upper arm hard, before pulling me into a searing kiss, that bruised my lips. I struggled against him, as he bit my lip hard. I whimpered into his mouth, as he used the opportunity to glide his warm tongue into my mouth, exploring, and claiming. He finally pulled away as I looked at him with half lidded eyes. 'Curse my body for betraying me..' I was dizzy from the kiss, lust drunk on the man, before me. Despite, my hatred for the man, I still craved more of that kiss. He gave me the same look that I was shooting at him.
"Sakura, stay away from Itachi. He's not safe.. I don't what to see you hurt by anyone but me." He grunted lowly, his voice more raspy than usual, as he ghosted his words over my lips.
"You don't have that right and Why?" I asked cursing my voice for sounding airy and breathless. I didn't want him to know he affected me as much as he did. "He was kind to me." I said as I cleared my throat.
He grabbed me harder, his hands shaking, with what I believed was anger, but when I looked closer, it may have been out of fear as well. I suddenly felt like I was missing something.. Like I didn't know something very very important. "Just listen to me." He said through gritted teeth.
"What happened to you?" I whispered, placing a hand on his cheek as he looked at me shocked, flinching at the touch. "I can't seem to wrap my head around you, Sasuke. You're very confusing." I stroked the cheek that was surprisingly still red from my slap this morning.
he reminded silently shocked, just looking at me, like a deer caught in the head lights of a truck, before relaxing and leaning into my hand. He really was like a wild animal.
"I'm sorry for his morning.." He grunted looking at me with pained eyes, I shouldn't have said that to you.. I just want you to know, that I don't touch you, not because you're not beautiful. You're so beautiful, that I don't want you to touch me.. I'll get mud on your white soul.." My husband whispered so low, that if I wasn't focused on his lips, I wouldn't have been able to make out what he had said. He never had said sorry before. To anyone. He even looked like the words were a struggle to say. Painful, even.
I opened and closed my mouth like a fish out of water, unsure how to respond or even how to say anything at all. I watched him as he slipped his eyes closed and leaned into my hand even more. Then, suddenly I realized that I had never touched him either.. In fact, I went out of my way to not let him touch me either..
"Sasuke, I -"Sasuke, What are you doing here to early?" Mikoto cut in cheerfully as we snapped apart and looked at our feet like magnets repelling each other, as she walked through the door with a bag of what looked like vegetables.
"Hello, Mother." Sasuke spoke, but glanced at me, as I felt his eyes burn into my face. "How was your day?"
She smiled warmly at him as I noticed her presence always put this rough man at ease. Someone once told me, to watch how a man treats his mother, because if he is respectful to her, he'll be more respectful to most women. I smirked softly at him as he looked at me with a glare that was more confused, than annoyed.
"Well good, except I have two very rude sons." She said with the same happy voice as she starts laying veggies on the counter as I walked over to help her.
"Why do you say that?" He scoffed and grabbed a fresh tomato, before biting into it, and eating it more like an apple than tomato. "You only have one rude son, if you ask me."
"Good thing I didn't ask you." She smiled at him as he chocked on the fruit, before contenting to chew slower after he growled the out the piece in is throat. "You're rude to my beautiful daughter, that's why." She glared at her son with a very very familiar look.
"Mikoto- "Sakura, He needs to learn, that he can't treat you like I've seen many times before." She cut me off before I could protest.
"But,- "She's right." A rough voice forced both Mik and me to go silent and look at Sasuke as he pretend like it was not a big deal, then turned around his back facing us as he leaned against the table. "You deserve better." He mumbled as he took another bite of the tomato.
I looked at Mikoto as she moved her head to Sasuke gesturing me to go over to him, as I sighed and moved to face him.
"Sasuke, tell me honestly. Do you want to get divorced?" I stated trying to keep my voice even as he stared at me through his inky bangs.
"No." He grunted harshly glaring at me, almost trying to figure out my intentions.
"Then, we need to change." I whispered searching his eyes. "We don't have to love each other, I just want you to respect me." I said strongly gaining confidence the more I spoke. "I'll give you one month to show me, that you are not the cruel person that I think you are."
He took a bite of the tomato finishing it and tossing it in the trash that was behind me, before he nodded licking the juice off of his lips. Though, I know the actions wasn't suppose to turn me on, it did. It really did. "fine, but I will make you love me." He growled and moved to go to where I guessed was the bathroom.
I stood there stunned, frozen once again in place. I looked at Mikoto as she just shook her head and giggled. "That boy is so much like me, but acts like his father." Mik was now chopping the vegetables into little dice shapes. I smiled softly and helped her.
"Sakura, what so you think about maybe staying here with me? That way maybe you guys can go back to the dating stage. Since, you and him had to skip that part of your marriage, I think it would be wise to try to reverse time a little." Mikoto asked as I watched her and started cutting a carrot.
"That actually isn't that bad of an idea, but would Sasuke go for it?" I wondered out loud.
"Who knows." She shrugged as I smiled at the possibly.
Maybe, not all is lost. Perhaps, Sasuke and I actually have a chance.
(Sasuke's Point of View)
I splashed water on my face angrily. How the fuck could I say that? I have no Idea what I'm even doing. I glared at my reflection. I couldn't hold back, when I saw her being so friendly with Itachi, it made my skin crawl. I wanted to rip his head off, but it hurt some where deep when I saw her smiling at him. Her smile was not something I got to see very often, at least not the real kind.
I want to love her..
I really do, but I don't know if I can, I'm caught between still thinking that she just wants my money, and being scared if she not, because if that's so, then that means I've been cruel to an angel. My angel.
That scares me more anything, how am I going to touch her and love her, when I know I'll never deserved it. I shouldn't love her, for her sake. She deserves a man like Naruto. Someone, who will dote over her and drunkly cry over how amazing she is. I am not that man. I'll never be that man. I don't have it in me.
I rubbed my face hard and thought back on the kiss that I gave her. I touched my lips and couldn't help, but smirk at the memory of her plump lips crushed against mine. It was painful to pull away, but the look in her eyes gave me hope. She looked like she wanted more as well. Why had I never kissed her before? Oh right, I thought she was gold digger..
I was pulled away from my thoughts, when I heard a loud knock on the door to the bathroom, I opened it and glared at the man in front of me.
Itachi stood there with a large smirk on his lips, before he chuckled. "Ruffled?" He cooed and crossed his arms leaning against the door frame.
"No." I grunted, before trying to bump past him, when his arm stopped me holding me in place, before whispering in my ear.
"You know, little brother. I can tell you can't please your woman, or else she would be trying to crawl all over my cock." He grossly chuckled as I shivered from hatred. I grabbed his collar and hit him against the wall beside me.
"If you lay a fucking finger on one hair of her head, I'll torture you, kill you, and dump you in the nearest lake." I growled deeply. "She deserves better than your sorry ass." I shoved away from him and started walking away.
"But we both know she doesn't deserve you either." He scoffed with a stomach turning smile. "You helped remember. You're just at dirty as me."
I stiffened, but kept walking not wanting to remember the thing that forever changed my life.
-Katt=^.^=
Hey guys!
Okay, so someone said that I was using 'Fuck' to much, and thanks for telling me, I tended to used that word a little to much. Hopefully, I didn't use it to much in this chapter, also I fixed Mikoto's name. I didn't even realize I spelled it all wrong. Lol. But thanks for all of the support and reviews. I love to read them, please keep them coming.
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