Down the Aisle
Two nights later, Sasuke was already regretting his decision to become Sakura's boyfriend. Yes, he wanted more than anything to shed away the feelings for Hinata and to stop feeling the agonizing pain and longing for her, but he knew that Sakura wasn't the one that would bring him happiness. Although he didn't admit it, Sasuke knew deep down that there was only one woman his heart was set on.
Sasuke glanced at the digital clock on the nightstand: 8:30. He was already thirty minutes late for his date with his ex-teammate, but he didn't care; he relished the thought of making the bitch wait. Sakura had invited him over to her apartment for dinner that night, and he was more than wary. While she was a pink-haired moron, she was also woman; women always had tricks up their sleeves.
Sasuke sighed as though he were about to be led up to the guillotine and stood up from his bed. "Let's just get this shit over with."
Twenty minutes later and nearly an hour late for his date, Sasuke was staring Sakura's front door.
'God, why did I agree to this?' He thought forlornly, slowly lifting his fist and knocking on the door softly, half-hoping that no one would answer it.
The door immediately swung open, revealing the pink-haired woman in a tight strapless black dress that left absolutely nothing to the imagination and red stilettos that were normally found on strippers. Any other man but Sasuke would've have been begging on their knees to bed her, but the Uchiha found it simply disgusting.
'Oh, you are a confident little whore, aren't you?' Sasuke thought snidely as Sakura smiled seductively and leaned against the door frame.
"It's pretty rude to be late, ya know?" Sakura said. "You'll have to make up for that-"
"Just let me in, it's freezing, dammit!" Sasuke said impatiently, pushing her aside and stepping into the dark apartment.
Sakura huffed indignantly before shutting the front door behind her. "Dinner's ready."
Sasuke nodded, following her into the small, candle-lit kitchen. He grimaced, sitting down on one of the cheap plastic chairs at the wooden table, Sakura sitting herself down opposite him. He looked down at the plate in front of him and was ashamed at himself for thinking the curry chicken and noodles looked quite appetizing. Sasuke's mouth watered as he picked up the pair of chopsticks next to plate and began to dig in. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Sakura nod approvingly and start to eat from her plate.
'Damn, this is actually good,' Sasuke though, swallowing some chicken. 'It's nice and spicy and-'
He frowned and dropped his chopsticks, glaring at the girl across from him. "You bitch! You're trying to get me horny!"
Sakura tilted her head innocently. "Sasuke-kun, I don't know what-"
"Everyone knows spicy foods are aphrodisiacs!" He said, standing up from the chair and preparing to leave, furious with the woman.
Sakura giggled. "Oh come on now, I'm not going to try to sleep with you on our first date. Now please, sit back down and finish your meal. It took me quite a while to cook this for you."
Sasuke, feeling slightly guilty at his outburst, slowly sat back down. "Sorry," he mumbled, shoveling some noodles into his mouth.
"Quite alright," Sakura said simply. "But if we're going to be a couple, try being a little nicer to me from now on."
The man's eyes narrowed but he continued to eat in silence. He knew that Sakura had been after him since they were kids, and now that she had her chance, there was no doubt that she wasn't at least going to try to get intimate with him. Sasuke wouldn't let her, though; maybe with another woman, but definitely not Haruno Sakura.
After eating quietly for another couple minutes, Sasuke set his chopsticks down and leaned back. "Thanks. It was actually pretty good."
Sakura smiled serenely and leaned forward. "I'm glad you like it. I want to please you as much as I can."
Sasuke's eyes moved from her face to her chest that she was desperately trying to draw attention to and felt his loins stir. Her breasts were nearly ripping out of the top of her dress and if he moved his head just right could see the lacy red and black bra she was wearing.
'Damn, she's got some nice tits,' he thought. 'But that might just be the curry doing its job.'
Sakura followed his gaze and laughed quietly. "You shouldn't stare, Sasuke-kun" she whispered, winking. She got up from her seat and sauntered to the kitchen cabinets. "How about some wine?"
Sasuke shook his head, trying to rid his head of the image of Sakura's heaving chest. "Sure, yeah, whatever," he muttered.
With her back turned to him, Sakura pulled out a bottle of deep red wine and two glasses. Sasuke's brows furrowed as she hunched over one of the glasses before pouring wine into both of them. She turned back to him and handed one of the glasses to him, grinning.
"It's really good, you'll love it," she said. She rested the glass she was holding on the table. "I'm going to the bathroom for a minute, okay? Drink up!"
Sasuke waited until she had left the room to raise the wine to his nose and inhale deeply. Yup, it was definitely drugged. He held up the glass to the dim candle light and saw powder-like particles sinking to the bottom of the glass. He couldn't help but grin and shake his head as he got up and dumped the drink down the sink drain.
'Jesus, she must really be an idiot if she thinks she can-'
Behind him, Sakura cleared her throat loudly and he spun around. The nerve of the whore! She was standing on the tiled floor wearing nothing but a lacy red nightie that ended about a foot above her knees and a very seductive look on her face. She looked good, damn it, too good.
Sakura took a step towards Sasuke and curled her long pink hair around her index finger. "Enjoy the wine?"
Sasuke leaned against the counter for support, at a total loss for words. "You're…you're horrible," he whispered, silently thanking God he didn't consume the drugged wine.
The woman laughed and tucked her finger under his chin. "I just want you to be my man."
Before he could say another word, she had her arms wrapped tightly around his neck and her lips on top of his'. Sasuke's eyes widened and he tried to push her away, but to no avail; Sakura was clinging on tightly, and his body was betraying his heart and mind. The feel of woman in his arms was too enticing, too warm, after such a long time…
Sakura pulled her lips away and ran her hands down his chest. "I'll make you forget all about that Hinata bitch," she whispered in his ear.
At that exact moment, when Sakura began kissing him again and undressing him, something inside Sasuke snapped. Hinata…Hinata was the only one he wanted to be doing this with. Hinata was the only one he would ever love. How stupid he was for thinking that she could be replaced! It didn't matter that she was married and with another man, Sasuke loved her! And she was pregnant with his child!
Sasuke's eyes turned to slits and he forcefully pushed Sakura away, breathing heavily and pulled his shirt back on. "Fuck you," he breathed harshly. "Fuck you, you nasty piece of shit!"
Sakura looked taken aback as she pulled the straps of her nightie back on her shoulders. "What-what's wrong?" She whimpered. "We were about to-"
The man shoved her aside as he headed quickly to the front door. "Not you," he said, his voice cracking. "Not you, dammit all! It can only be her!"
Sasuke opened the door of the apartment and ran out without a second glance, knowing exactly where he had to go and what he had to do.
