You Complete Me.
A/N: In case you're wondering, "-x-" is either a switching of point of views (like this chapter) or a change of scene (like last chapter).
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Naruto. I'm just borrowing them for my story. I also don't own the song "What do I have to do?" which belongs to Stabbing Westward.
Part 3. What Do I Have To Do? By bleedformeee
Sakura woke up with a start. Something was wrong. She looked at her clock. 3:15 pm. 'What a day to sleep in!' She groaned as she slid out of bed and crawled to the bathroom. She had to give Sasuke his gift before he left and she knew he'd be leaving soon. She hopped in the shower and washed up. She wanted to look nice. Not just for him, but for herself too. She wanted to pretend that his leaving wasn't really tearing her apart.
Lately she had been pretty good at hiding her feelings for Sasuke. In fact, a couple months before he had announced that he was going to leave when he turned eighteen. He walked her home that day, and when they got to the door of her new apartment, he asked her if she would be all right with him leaving. Of course she said yes, that she was over him. She couldn't spend her entire life chasing after some stupid boy who wouldn't love her back. As true as that statement seemed, it was not true for her. She felt she could chase after him forever, but he seemed to believe her lie, and as she closed to the door to her apartment, she hoped she could hold in her tears until he was out of earshot. She had avoided him since then.
She got out of the shower and put on her clothes. She picked up her painting and folded it in half again and again until it could easily fit into one's pocket. That was not exactly proper treatment for a painting, but she knew if Sasuke took it with him, he probably would not carry it around in a frame and treat it like a priceless work of art. She tied a green ribbon around it and sighed. "I hope he likes it," she muttered as she walked outside and turned toward his apartment.
-x-
Sasuke was packing his bags, scolding himself for procrastinating. Kakashi- sensei had stopped by earlier to bid him farewell and after that Sasuke had started to feel those all too familiar pangs of regret again. "I have to leave. I have to," he repeated to himself. He was starting to feel pretty damn pathetic, when he heard a faint knock at the door.
-x-
Sakura's courage was leaving her. She turned to leave when the door swung open. "Sakura?" She heard the familiar voice ask. Slowly, she turned around, clutching her folded up painting to her chest. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to come say goodbye," the voice continued.
"Uh, I, I just came to... give you this," she stuttered as she shoved the package towards him.
/You make it hard to breathe
It's as if I'm suffocating/
As soon as he took the gift in his hands, she spun around and ran as fast as she could, leaving a slightly confused Sasuke at his doorstep.
-x-
Sasuke watched Sakura run until she disappeared from his view. It was obvious she was upset about something. He pulled the ribbon off the package and carefully unfolded it. He gasped at the beauty that was hidden inside. 'She must have worked hard on this,' he mused as he slid his fingers across the textured paint. It was a picture of team seven. Sakura smiling, Naruto grinning, himself smirking, and Kakashi doing, well, whatever Kakashi did underneath that mask of his. At the top of the painting, Sakura had printed, 'Don't forget us'. The lettering was smeared, stained with tears. Sasuke folded the painting back up and placed it in the side pocket of his partially packed bag. He walked outside, locked his door, and headed for Sakura's apartment.
He stood on her porch, wondering exactly what he was doing there. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a faint sob. 'She's crying,' he thought as he tried the knob on her door. Luckily, it was unlocked. He pushed the door open to find a distressed Sakura lying on the floor in the doorway.
"Sasuke?" She looked at him with wide eyes as she tried to wipe away her tears. "Why didn't you knock?" She asked, angry with herself for letting him see her like this. "I don't know." He replied. He stared at her, again trying to figure out why he was there. He closed the door.
-x-
She tried desperately to regain her composure, and walked over to the couch, which, by the way, was much more comfortable than the cold floor. "So what do you want?" She asked finally. 'Why is he standing there like that?' She thought to herself.
Sasuke joined her on the couch; their bodies just close enough to touch. He had never initiated contact like this before and as his leg brushed against hers, she blushed a deep red.
-x-
/And when you're next to me
I can feel your heartbeat through my skin/
He noticed her blush and moved closer, leaning over her, looking into her eyes. Her pretty green eyes. Although he never said anything to her or anyone else for that matter, he had always liked her eyes.
-x-
Okay, Sakura was losing her mind. Or Sasuke was losing his, but clearly one of them was going insane. "You don't like me, remember?" Asked Sakura, tears spilling down her face.
"Please stop crying, Sakura," He replied, trying to wipe away the tears. "It hurts me when you're like this." Okay, now she really was going insane. Since when did Sasuke really care about her? I mean, sure, he had warmed up to her a bit over the years, but never like this... never like this. 'This can't be real,' she thought.
/It makes me sad to think
This all could be for nothing
I wish there was a way
For you to see inside of me I've never felt this way
About anyone or anything/
She could feel his breath on her lips. She couldn't take it anymore. What was he trying to do to her? A fresh batch of tears plagued her cheeks. Then, the unbelievable, the impossible happened. At first she tensed as Sasuke's lips brushed against her cheek, but soon she relaxed into him as he kissed her tears away.
/Tell me
What do I have to do to make you happy?
What do I have to do to make you understand?
What do I have to do to make you want me?
And, if I can't make you want me
What do I have to do?/
Then he was kissing her lips, one hand on the back of her neck. She was kissing him back, hungrily. She pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him.
/I know exactly what you're thinking
But I swear this time I will not let you down/
The hand that was once on her neck was soon tangled in her hair. His other hand had moved up to her hip and he was pulling her down to him, trying to increase the contact between them.
/I'm not as selfish as I used to be
That was a part of me that never made me proud
Right now I think I would try anything
Anything at all to keep you satisfied/
Reluctantly, she pulled away from his kiss and licked a trail across his jaw. She drew his earlobe into her mouth and he responded with a raspy sound from the back of his throat. She whispered into his ear, "What do I have to do to make you love me?"
/God I hope you see what loving you would do to me
All I want is one more chance, so tell me...
What do I have to do to make you love me?/
A/N: Okay, so umm, that's chapter 3... Sorry again if the characters are OOC... but I figure that after going through puberty, they must have changed at least a little bit...
A/N: In case you're wondering, "-x-" is either a switching of point of views (like this chapter) or a change of scene (like last chapter).
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in Naruto. I'm just borrowing them for my story. I also don't own the song "What do I have to do?" which belongs to Stabbing Westward.
Part 3. What Do I Have To Do? By bleedformeee
Sakura woke up with a start. Something was wrong. She looked at her clock. 3:15 pm. 'What a day to sleep in!' She groaned as she slid out of bed and crawled to the bathroom. She had to give Sasuke his gift before he left and she knew he'd be leaving soon. She hopped in the shower and washed up. She wanted to look nice. Not just for him, but for herself too. She wanted to pretend that his leaving wasn't really tearing her apart.
Lately she had been pretty good at hiding her feelings for Sasuke. In fact, a couple months before he had announced that he was going to leave when he turned eighteen. He walked her home that day, and when they got to the door of her new apartment, he asked her if she would be all right with him leaving. Of course she said yes, that she was over him. She couldn't spend her entire life chasing after some stupid boy who wouldn't love her back. As true as that statement seemed, it was not true for her. She felt she could chase after him forever, but he seemed to believe her lie, and as she closed to the door to her apartment, she hoped she could hold in her tears until he was out of earshot. She had avoided him since then.
She got out of the shower and put on her clothes. She picked up her painting and folded it in half again and again until it could easily fit into one's pocket. That was not exactly proper treatment for a painting, but she knew if Sasuke took it with him, he probably would not carry it around in a frame and treat it like a priceless work of art. She tied a green ribbon around it and sighed. "I hope he likes it," she muttered as she walked outside and turned toward his apartment.
-x-
Sasuke was packing his bags, scolding himself for procrastinating. Kakashi- sensei had stopped by earlier to bid him farewell and after that Sasuke had started to feel those all too familiar pangs of regret again. "I have to leave. I have to," he repeated to himself. He was starting to feel pretty damn pathetic, when he heard a faint knock at the door.
-x-
Sakura's courage was leaving her. She turned to leave when the door swung open. "Sakura?" She heard the familiar voice ask. Slowly, she turned around, clutching her folded up painting to her chest. "I was beginning to think you weren't going to come say goodbye," the voice continued.
"Uh, I, I just came to... give you this," she stuttered as she shoved the package towards him.
/You make it hard to breathe
It's as if I'm suffocating/
As soon as he took the gift in his hands, she spun around and ran as fast as she could, leaving a slightly confused Sasuke at his doorstep.
-x-
Sasuke watched Sakura run until she disappeared from his view. It was obvious she was upset about something. He pulled the ribbon off the package and carefully unfolded it. He gasped at the beauty that was hidden inside. 'She must have worked hard on this,' he mused as he slid his fingers across the textured paint. It was a picture of team seven. Sakura smiling, Naruto grinning, himself smirking, and Kakashi doing, well, whatever Kakashi did underneath that mask of his. At the top of the painting, Sakura had printed, 'Don't forget us'. The lettering was smeared, stained with tears. Sasuke folded the painting back up and placed it in the side pocket of his partially packed bag. He walked outside, locked his door, and headed for Sakura's apartment.
He stood on her porch, wondering exactly what he was doing there. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a faint sob. 'She's crying,' he thought as he tried the knob on her door. Luckily, it was unlocked. He pushed the door open to find a distressed Sakura lying on the floor in the doorway.
"Sasuke?" She looked at him with wide eyes as she tried to wipe away her tears. "Why didn't you knock?" She asked, angry with herself for letting him see her like this. "I don't know." He replied. He stared at her, again trying to figure out why he was there. He closed the door.
-x-
She tried desperately to regain her composure, and walked over to the couch, which, by the way, was much more comfortable than the cold floor. "So what do you want?" She asked finally. 'Why is he standing there like that?' She thought to herself.
Sasuke joined her on the couch; their bodies just close enough to touch. He had never initiated contact like this before and as his leg brushed against hers, she blushed a deep red.
-x-
/And when you're next to me
I can feel your heartbeat through my skin/
He noticed her blush and moved closer, leaning over her, looking into her eyes. Her pretty green eyes. Although he never said anything to her or anyone else for that matter, he had always liked her eyes.
-x-
Okay, Sakura was losing her mind. Or Sasuke was losing his, but clearly one of them was going insane. "You don't like me, remember?" Asked Sakura, tears spilling down her face.
"Please stop crying, Sakura," He replied, trying to wipe away the tears. "It hurts me when you're like this." Okay, now she really was going insane. Since when did Sasuke really care about her? I mean, sure, he had warmed up to her a bit over the years, but never like this... never like this. 'This can't be real,' she thought.
/It makes me sad to think
This all could be for nothing
I wish there was a way
For you to see inside of me I've never felt this way
About anyone or anything/
She could feel his breath on her lips. She couldn't take it anymore. What was he trying to do to her? A fresh batch of tears plagued her cheeks. Then, the unbelievable, the impossible happened. At first she tensed as Sasuke's lips brushed against her cheek, but soon she relaxed into him as he kissed her tears away.
/Tell me
What do I have to do to make you happy?
What do I have to do to make you understand?
What do I have to do to make you want me?
And, if I can't make you want me
What do I have to do?/
Then he was kissing her lips, one hand on the back of her neck. She was kissing him back, hungrily. She pushed him onto his back and climbed on top of him.
/I know exactly what you're thinking
But I swear this time I will not let you down/
The hand that was once on her neck was soon tangled in her hair. His other hand had moved up to her hip and he was pulling her down to him, trying to increase the contact between them.
/I'm not as selfish as I used to be
That was a part of me that never made me proud
Right now I think I would try anything
Anything at all to keep you satisfied/
Reluctantly, she pulled away from his kiss and licked a trail across his jaw. She drew his earlobe into her mouth and he responded with a raspy sound from the back of his throat. She whispered into his ear, "What do I have to do to make you love me?"
/God I hope you see what loving you would do to me
All I want is one more chance, so tell me...
What do I have to do to make you love me?/
A/N: Okay, so umm, that's chapter 3... Sorry again if the characters are OOC... but I figure that after going through puberty, they must have changed at least a little bit...