He loves me...
I finish buttoning my white shirt and look in the mirror for any stains or marks. I shift my eyes from me to Hanabi's slump figure on my bed. I look back at myself and run my fingers through my long hair before tieing it in a ponytail. I turn around and walk towards her and sit on the bed, "Hanabi? Will you like me to make you some breakfast before I go?" I ask in a gentle voice.
She's still hidden under the covers, "It's okay Itachi, I'm not very hungry" her muffled voice comes from under. I look at the watch on my wrist, "Don't you have to get ready for work?" I ask as I notice its already 7:02 A.M. she usually leaves before me.
"I don't feel good today, I'll just work from here" I hear her say. I suppress a sigh, "Alright... I hope you feel better. I have to go now but I'll be back later" I say as I stand up and straighten out any wrinkles on my clothes. I look down at her but she doesn't say anything. I walk out of the room and into the living room. I stop in front of the table and pick up my stuff. I open the front door and leave the apartment.
I get inside my car and turn on the engine. I look at the radio screen, on the left corner it displays the time 7:09 A.M. I don't start my shift until 8 o'clock, I should go see if Sasuke wants to have breakfast together.
I pull up to Sasuke's apartment building and turn off the engine. I get out of the car and walk inside. I enter his passcode and open the door. I take a step inside and close the door. I am about to take another step but I almost fall over. I look down at the ground and see Sasuke passed out.
I bend down and take a closer look at him, the smell of alcohol and cigarettes hits me immediately. "Jesus Sasuke" I whisper to myself. I try to shake him awake but he doesn't even stir. He's a goner. I sigh and put him on my back. I walk to his bedroom and throw him on the bed.
I take off his shoes and cover him with a blanket. I walk to the kitchen and get a glass of water and some aspirin. As I set down the glass and aspirin on the nightstand I notice a turned down picture frame. I pick it up, its a picture of Hinata and Sasuke dancing.
I look at Hinata's face and notice all the features she and Hanabi share. Although she resembles her mother much more than her father. "You seem to be the root of all my problems..." I whisper.
I set the frame back on the nightstand standing up. I stare at it for a couple of seconds longer before I walk out of the room and leave the apartment. I get in my car and begin to drive to work no longer hungry.
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(Sakura's Point of view)
I finish applying mascara to my eyes and pick up the red lipstick tube. I take off the cap and apply it to my lips while looking in the mirror. I cover it again and set the tube down while still looking at the mirror. All of my makeup is applied but I still feel like something is missing. I continue to look in the mirror and try to find what's wrong. Did I apply something wrong? Does my face look fat? Did I overdo it?
I continue to look but I can't seem to put my finger on it. I lift my left hand and grip my hair in frustration. I push my hair back and see my wrist through the mirror. The familiar red lines that litter my body catch my attention, I look away from the mirror and turn my attention to both my wrists.
Identical slash marks scar both of my wrists. Failed attempts to end my life. A sad reminder that no one wants me... Not even death...
I take out my foundation and apply it to my wrists, covering their existence. I look at myself in the bathroom mirror. I have expensive and uncomfortable lingerie on.
I got ready for a surprise for Naruto. But I know in reality I want to feel needed even if it is only for sex. I know I'm a depressed piece of shit with issues... What else is new?
I smile but it doesn't reach my eyes, I open the bathroom door and walk out into the bedroom. Naruto is sitting up on the bed on his computer. He stops typing when he sees me. I walk to him and he sets down his laptop on the side table. I sit down on his lap and he smiles at me.
"You went through all this trouble for me," he says in a gentle voice. I close my eyes as he kisses my lips.
He doesn't kiss me like all the others did...
He kisses me like... A husband would kiss his wife... Gentle and full of love...
All the kisses I have ever had were sloppy, angry and filled with lust... From men who only wanted one thing from me...
But Naruto is different...
"I love you Sakura" he gently whispers as he kisses my temple.
He loves me... That's what makes him different from all the others... That's what makes him different from everyone... Unlike death and all the other people in my life he actually wants me...
"I love you too Naruto" I whisper.
That's why I would do anything for him... I would do anything to protect the only thing I've ever loved...
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( Neji's point of view )
I look out the window of the car and watch the landscapes as we pass by. Although its mostly just tall buildings full of people in suits. The same thing I see every day. Blank faces walking in unison, when I was younger I used to think they looked like mindless robots. I used to imagine them all being control by a single press of a button.
I know better now. But unfortunately, the truth isn't that far from what I used to daydream of as a child. Society, after all, is all controlled by one thing. I suppose I'm lucky for being born into a family that does most of the controlling but...
Sometimes it's best to be clueless...
The car stops in front of the many identical buildings. I turn to my side. "We are here Uncle," I say to the man sitting next to me. He looks past me and stares at the building in front of us. "So this is the hotel Naruto Uzumaki is staying at," he says more to himself.
He chuckles, "Let's pay Mr. Uzumaki a visit"
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