Yay! Sorry to all of you guys that wanted me to update sooner. But, sadly I have had a lot of other things that I have had to do recently. My other story 'Kisses of My Innocence' is really taking the spotlight from 'Hating Her'.
You guys should really read it!
Well, here you all go, I think that this chapter may be shorter than most others. It is pretty much Sasuke-centric, his feelings on things and people and his life.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 9: Sasuke's Feelings – September 31, 12:37 a.m.
Sasuke sat up again; he just couldn't get any sleep. It seemed as if the fact that his girlfriend wasn't there was not the only reason that he couldn't get any sleep recently.
His eyes looked over to his clock on the wall, 12:37; damn he just couldn't sleep at all.
Sasuke looked down at his hands, despite the fact that they were clean and free from and stains, he felt that the blood of the men that he had murdered in his life slowly staining them a scarlet dye. Clenching his fists, he sighed, if only Sakura was there. She would hold his hands in hers, kiss his lips, kiss his knuckles and tell him that he was a good man. All that mattered to him was that she was there to forgive him for his sins. If she…if she was not there then he did not think that he could make it in life without going crazy.
5 days.
It has been five days since he had been feeling this strange feeling.
It is almost as if someone was strangling him, taking something from him. His right hand unconsciously ran to his curse mark. His fingers touching the scars that had been made by his hands from his nails tearing into his skin.
He closed his eyes to quell those memories away. That bastard was dead. He had killed him three years prior. Sasuke looked up to his wall, eyes boring in to the hanging sword, the very sword given to him by Orochimaru, the very sword that tore off the head of the snake and stopped its heart from beating any longer. He smiled faintly; it was on the day that he had killed Orochimaru that he had finally said that he loved Sakura.
All of the hell that he had went through just to have her in his arms, the hellish return to the day that the snake bastard attacked, forcing him away from the peaceful tranquility that he had created with the pink-haired woman.
Letting his hand fall away from his dormant curse mark that would forever stain his skin with the tattoo, forever reminding him of his betrayal. Sasuke sighed, even though the bastard Orochimaru was out of the picture, that still did not make things okay.
His brother still lurked somewhere on this earth.
He had yet to kill that bastard.
He had been so foolish, as a young teen to use the cursed seal to make himself stronger. Using the forbidden power, overstepping everything and fighting foolishly. He had broken so many bonds; he had hurt so many people that were important to him.
Sasuke looked out of his window, standing up he gave up the fight and walked to his kitchen. He would not be able to get any sleep tonight anyways. Taking a tomato from the fridge, he sat down and chewed on the tomato-y goodness.
Soon, he thought, soon something big would happen. In the pit of his stomach, he felt this odd feeling, the one he got before the Uchiha clan massacre ever happened. He looked down to the half eaten tomato and sighed, he couldn't enjoy even eating now.
Something was wrong, yet, he did not know what it was or who is was going to affect.
"Itachi" that name, one he once adored, yet now spoke with hatred and malice.
His only brother, a man who he once wanted more than anything to be like, now was the only man that he truly hated and wanted to die in a slow, torturous fashion.
"I will kill him." That is what he had said ever since he was eight, yet, whenever he was around his Sakura, even the thought of Itachi had never registered in his mind. Sasuke loved his brother; at one time he loved his brother more than anything in the world. And to this day, Sasuke still loves the brother that would give him piggy-back rides and read him bed-time stories before he left for long missions, to Sasuke, the brother that he once loved died the day that the rest of the Uchiha's did.
Sasuke's eyes landed on a family picture that he had hung up a couple of months before; it was of him and his family when he was only six. Sasuke walked over to the picture, running his fingers over his mothers face, he felt a strong ping of pain run through his body. He loved his mother dearly; she had always smiled and cheered him on, even when he did poorly on things.
His father.
The man that had encouraged him to be his best, to outdo anything and everything. A man that Sasuke barely knew, being the son of the clan head, he thought, was never something that he liked. And when he was to have children of his own, he would make sure to be the father that he wanted growing up, to always be there. Sasuke looked at the face of his brother, who was eleven at the time the picture had been taken. His brother actually smiled in this picture. That, Sasuke pondered, rarely was seen in any of the pictures that were in the Uchiha family archives.
Sasuke sat back down on the kitchen chair; looking back down at his hands he once again had the feeling. The strange feeling of loss, he hated that feeling. He had grown accustomed to loss, yet, this feeling in the pit of his stomach really…it was really powerful.
Sakura.
That name had so many meanings to him. Love. Protector. Caregiver. Heart. Soul. Lover. So many different words came to his mind to describe the pink haired love of his life. He wandered what it would be like if he did not have her in his life. The thought, though, always gave him a headache because he knew that if he did not have her in his life than he would be a huge mess.
He sighed, that damn feeling.
Despite that little fact that he loved Sakura and his closest friends, Naruto, Hinata, Kakashi and so on, the thought of one of them killing Itachi, the man that he has wanted to kill for so long made him cringe.
Surely, none of them, excluding Naruto and Kakashi, could kill his brother. Itachi was so very strong and could take on all of the rookie nine and still get away without a scratch.
But, what if one of them did?
Sasuke did not like that thought. He had given up so much to reach his goal. If that were to be taken away from him so soon, what would happen? He knew that Sakura would never betray him like that. She was the only person in the world whom he told the terrors of the four years spent in Sound.
The beatings, the excruciating training, being deprived of food and water. The worst of all was that Orochimaru and Kabuto both had frequently tortured him, and being the fool that he was, he believed them back then when they said that it was 'training'.
Sasuke sighed; he did not know what control he would have over his body if his goal were to be taken away from him. Besides Sakura and Naruto, that was the most important thing in his life. Sakura was the love of his life and Naruto was the closest thing that he would ever have as a brother, and uncle to his future children.
"Dammit, Sakura" the feeling did not cease, and the thought of Sakura made it worse. He worried that his love was hurt or in trouble. But, she was on a mission, and it was normal for her to be in trouble that was the life of a ninja.
He threw away the remains of the half-eaten tomato, he had lost his appetite while thinking about Orochimaru and all of the fucked up shit that he had done to him all those years ago.
Standing up, he walked up to his room that he shared with Sakura. He landed on his bed with a soft 'thud' and let himself rest, thinking thoughts of pink-haired daughters with black eyes and black-haired sons with bright emerald eyes.
Unknown to him, the feeling that he had been feeling, was for the woman that he loved most, her danger alerting him, even from so far away….
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Sakura ran, her body worn out.
She had been running for the past day. With Itachi hot on her trail. She knew that in her current weakened state that he would catch up to her eventually.
She knew that when that was to happen, she would have to defend herself.
But…
"Sasuke-Kun…"
Where was her knight in shining armor when she needed him the most?
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Okay…I am so very sorry that I took so long to update! This chapter like I had stated previously was mainly Sasuke-centric. Sorry to everyone who wanted some action, that will be in the next chappie!
Hopefully I will update this weekend, I have Track and weight lifting everyday after school for the track season coming up. (I hate running.)
Well, please review and tell me what you think, that would be greatly appreciated! Also, flamers you are welcomed and accepted!
Me: sooo, you got stuck how?
Sasuke: the dobe scared me.
Me: but…how?
Sakura: yea, your foot is just…what the hell?
Naruto: the Teme is such a dumbass!
Me: WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HIM?? – Glares-
Naru: umm, I dressed up as a naked Orochimaru and he just freaked… - twitches in fear-
Me: that is fucking hilarious! And he got his foot stuck in the toilet!
Naru: yea, I think he was trying to get out the window…
Sakura: C'mon Sasuke! Pull!
Sasuke: I AM!
Me: well, as Sasuke is trying to get his foot out of the toilet, lets have the REAL Orochimaru give the disclaimer.
Oro: she doesn't own it…. happy now?
Me: yes, now go find your dog…