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Summery

Drabble Series - Two completely different people. Sometimes they are like ships that pass in the night and sometimes their lives are twisted and intertwined. (Sasuke/Ino)

Like all of my work this is just something that happened to float through the empty void inside my head. Like it or hate it please R and R as honest opinions are always welcomed, as are random acts of worship.


Lamb: Ok guys two things you need to know about this drabble, the first being that if you like it can be considered a sequel to the previous one. And second, this drabble contains a lemon. Got that!? One citrus warning going out. But since this is probably going to the only one in this collection I'm keeping the fic 'T' rated. Hope that's Ok with you all.

Muse: Big thanks and oranges, we're keeping with the citrus feel, to Drunksonic, shelvesinthecloset AkemiYumikov3, WolfFlowerz, Blacktears110, Yoruichi 'Ino', mdv and shadowphoenix101, who all reviewed the last drabble.

Dedi: This drabble is dedicated to Drunksonic and also to shadowphoenix101 (cus she went through and reviewed every drabble)

Lamb: As always sorry for any bad spelling and if you feel the need to throw things at me please wait until I've hidden behind the sofa kay!?

Muse: On with the fic!


We are the people one and all,
From deliverance to the fall,
From the battle and the heat,
To our triumph and defeat,
We are the young ones crying out,
Full of anger full of doubt,
And we're breaking all of the rules,


Breaking the Rules

It wasn't meant to be this way, Sasuke thought as he looked up at the lithe blonde moving above him. Her skin was flushed, her light blue eyes half lidded, her lips pulled back in a silent scream as she writhed in pleasure. He knew enough about her to know that she was only brief seconds from the moment when her crises would peek and her body would arch and shatter and send them both tumbling over the edge.

He knew it was wrong, even as her body began to tremble, her soft whimpers drowned out by his own cries of release, he knew it was wrong. A sigh fell from her lips as she slumped forward, her flushed face pillowed on the sweat-slicked skin of his chest. His arms snaked around her slender frame and he pulled Ino tightly to him. All the time the only thought running through his head was that this situation was wrong.

Sasuke closed his mind to the confusion that filled him, and kissing the top of her head, he buried his face in the still sweet scented profusion of her hair. Her pale skin was covered a light bruises, both old and knew, from where his hands and lips had feasted on the sweetness of her flesh. He could feel the steady beat of her heart and it both thrilled and terrified him.

Ino Yamanaka, the golden flower of Konoha, and one of the finest shinobi the village hidden in the leaves had ever produced. She was meant to be his prisoner not his lover. To take a captive as a bed-mate, be they willing or not, wasn't something that the Sound objected to. And that was what he had intended to do, to brake her completely to rid her of the notion that he could ever have cared for her and in doing so cleanse himself of his growing attachment to her.

But when he had seen her lying there with that magical hair spread all over the soft cushions, he was caught by the realisation that he had never encounter anything more lovely. He had meant to go through with his original plan, but when he began to kiss her, her mouth, her neck, her round creamy breasts, exploring every inch of her being, her response was both sweet and accepting. Pulling back he looked down at her, before capturing her lips once more. Her mouth was open and ready for him, and he knew then that all of her was simply waiting for him.

It should have ended there. She should have been dead long ago. Captured some three months back, refusing to divulge the information Lord Orochimaru wanted she should have been dead within days. But Sasuke just couldn't let her go, each time he went to her he swore it would be the last, yet it never was. Keeping a prisoner as a pet to relieve pent-up sexual frustration was nothing new, but what he was doing…

For Ino Yamanaka he was braking all the rules.

Somewhat reluctantly he rose from the bed and began gathering the clothes he had hastily discarded some hours before.

For a moment or two Ino watched him move around the sparsely decorated room, not much more than a cell really, before she too climbed from the bed. She wrapped a bed sheet, toga style, around her naked body in some semblance of modesty. The stone floor was icy cold to the touch, but she paid it no mind as she wandered aimlessly around the room until she came to a halt before the, now dressed, Uchiha. Taking his hands in hers and pulled his arms around her waist, while she pushed her back against his firm chest and lent her head against his shoulder.

"You could crush me between these two hands and yet you don't. And I can't help but wonder why." Ino's eyes were filled with malicious laughter, there seemed to be something about the twisted situation they found themselves in that she found amusing.

"Hn." The Konoha traitor merely grunted in reply before dropping his head so that he could nip and suckle on the soft flesh of her neck. She was right in any case, he could easily kill her, just crush her skull between his hands, indeed by all rights she should already be dead. As a prisoner of the Sound her life should have been forfeited long ago, his strange obsession with the blonde kunoichi was the only thing keeping her alive.

"I think you're afraid to kill me." There was a mocking sing song edge to her voice, as if she knew a secret and was enjoying keeping it from him. "Afraid, because when I'm gone you'll no longer be able to pretend you don't want me."

Turning her in his arms, Sasuke once again nuzzled at her neck before trailing butterfly kisses up to her ear and murmuring quietly, "I'll let the others kill you."

"I said once that I'd kiss you with my last breath." And suddenly all trace of laughter was gone from her voice, her eyes which had been sparking with mischief now looked distant and a little lost.

"But your kisses taste of death Ino." His words didn't stop him from dipping his head and capturing her sweet lips with his. The tenderness only lasted for a moment, before the kiss quickly dissolved into something wild and heated.

Almost violently he pushed the cerulean-eyed female up against the cold stone of the wall, the bed sheet slipping from her body in the processes. Teeth and tongues clashed together, while fingers and hands began to fiercely to clench and grab. Ino began pushing his shirt from his torso, her long nails scraping at his flesh while his own hands worked feverishly to undo his pants.

And when he was naked as well, his burning skin against her own, Ino thought, as she always did, that she'd never seen anyone as beautiful as him. Her nails dug into his skin as he pushed into her and his mouth captured her moan. His hands grabbed her legs and lift her into the air, pinning her against the unforgiving icy stone of the wall and she grasped his shoulders, feeling his muscles shift underneath the silken skin.

He was neither gentle nor slow, but seemed almost desperate to pour what he felt into that one frantic act. And she saw the burning passion inside of his strange dark eyes, which dominated and subdued her. His movements became faster and everything else was a blur, except him and his mouth over her own as bit her lip.

He was always so good and strong… and wild that she felt she couldn't stand anymore of this ecstasy. It was always so impossible to think clearly when he touched her like that, almost as if nothing in the world existed beyond the feel of him. That she would die if he would go any further, she could feel the white hot fire spiralling from the centre of her being, and almost screamed from the force of it. His movements intensified and she felt that peak of pleasure, that ultimate moment of total abandoning. Her tense muscles went limp and she felt him supporting her as he moved on, to his own fulfilment.

For a few long moments, they continued to stand, as they were bodies entwined together while they both sort to regain their breath. Then Ino slowly raised a hand, one finger tracing the contours of her bruised and swollen lips. She tilted her head slight to one side and regarded Sasuke with bemused rain coloured eyes.

"You still fear me more then you love me." Dark orbs snapped open, their look inscrutable as they fixed on her face. "You fear me, because I've committed the one unforgivable act, I know you. I know who and what you are and I know in your heart you hate me for that."

"Ha!" It was a bark of laughter and he lent in and placed a bruising kiss on her mouth before swiftly pulling back "You know that I couldn't hate you, even if I wanted to and as for the other … I don't fear you nearly enough as I should do."

"Then you don't trust me enough." Ino sighed and buried her head into the crook of his neck, drawing the scent of him deep into her lungs as if she were trying to drown in it.

"You're the only one I do trust." The words came without thought, straight from the heart, but even as Sasuke spoke them he knew their truth.

She was the only one that he could love and trust. The only one he cared enough to hurt about. The only person alive that he would brake all the rules for.


Please R and R I'd love to know what you thought.

Big luv see ya

Lamanth