by: AndreahTreole
Drabble Twenty-Five: Just a Kiss (310)
Couple: SasuSaku
Warning: slightly different take on the basic plot. For one, Sasuke never left. And by doing so, he consummated his relationship with Sakura, thus, this drabble… YAY!
It was just a kiss, something so simple. So absolutely stupid; something that, at this very moment made him want to run for the first time in his life. He watched as she leaned in closer, her eyes sliding shut as she descended.
He gulped, his eyes widening. It was too much, he was going to die from the anxiety. His own eyelids slipped closed, blocking him from the sight of the pink-haired chunin. Now that his black coals were hidden, he could feel a soothing presence wash over him. Tipping forward, he let his lips press against hers.
They pulled back an inch after a second, before they once again met, bliss blossoming in their bodies. Happiness.
Blood.
His eyes shot open and he ripped himself from the girl in front of him. She smirked wickedly, waving the bloodied kunai in front of his face. "Now, now, Sasuke-kun, you couldn't have thought I would forgive you so easily. I said I would kill for you, even if that meant I had to kill you." Her emerald eyes glinted yellow in the impending darkness. "I'll never let you go… Sasuke-kun. My Sasuke-kun."
He awoke with a start, his breathing heavy. He was panting as he glanced to his left. A shift in the navy covers, and a shock of rose interrupted the expanse of blue. "Sasuke-kun?" Sakura asked in a sleepy voice, her hair jutting out at all angles. "Did you have another dream?"
He grunted, "More like a nightmare."
She smiled, fatigue written as clear as day on her face. "Don't worry, we'll find Orochimaru and kill him, okay? Just, try and get some sleep. Here," she reached over and softly rubbed at his mark, "I'll massage this 'til you drop off."
"Aa." He muttered, laying back down on his stomach as his wife gently soothed his cursed flesh.