Story Name: Bloody Tears
Title: Naruto
Author: Kya16
Chapter: 3
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any other of the characters in this story.
(A/N: still in Flashback mode)
Chapter 3
"Na-nani?"
"What are you doing here?"
"Sasuke-kun, don't you remember? We agreed yesterday that I would meet you here at your apartment and avoid all the trouble and girls outside."
Sakura's voice was shaking, 'What's wrong with him? He looks like crap. Like he hasn't slept or something.'
Sasuke looked at her for a moment like she had grown a second head……………then he remembered.
"Gomen Sakura…. The girls outside wouldn't let me sleep all night. They've been there in that same spot since two am."
"Oh, I see."
Compassion floating in her statement like wind in a whisper.
Sakura glanced down at her wrist, he was still holding on to it. She already asked him to let her go. She already told him it hurt. Then why wasn't her letting her go?
Sakura tried to pull it free when Sasuke's attention was diverted to the crowd of crazed girls below him screaming for him. But as if on instinct he tightened his hold on her.
'What the hell? Why won't he let go of me?'
"Sasuke, it hurts. Let go."
Her voice was no longer a wimpy whisper, it hurt and she wanted her wrist back.
Sasuke looked back towards Sakura giving her all of his attention. He looked down at his hand that was still wrapped tightly around her delicate little wrist. He glanced up at her for a moment then looked back down.
'What the hell is there to think about? Just let go of my damn wrist. It really hurts.'
Sasuke gave Sakura's wrist one last tight squeeze before finally letting go.
'What was that about?'
"Hn… you're late."
'Oh, I was hoping he wouldn't notice.'
"Yea, well you're the one who forgot about our meeting in the first place and tried to decapitate my wrist."
The words just kind of slipped, it was pure accident.
Sakura froze when the words escaped her lips and turned all her attention the Sasuke. He just stood there for a moment thinking about what she said. He didn't even move, just stood. Then as quick as it all happened it was over and he was walking again further into his apartment signaling to Sakura she could come in as well.
'Weird, I wonder what he was thinking about. I'm just glad he didn't lash out on me.'
Ok so it was true, no matter how hard she tried to hide it. She was truly afraid of Sasuke. I mean is there a reason why she shouldn't be? He was one of the best ninja's in Konaha and was feared in almost every place they have ever traveled to together. Why shouldn't she be? But it always is a bad thing to be afraid of the person you love. You should always be considered as equals, not rivals. No cat and mouse game in love. But that's what made Sakura so special; she was willing to do just about anything for Sasuke. Even if it meant giving up her safety to Sasuke. Becoming yet another victim in the game of love.
'But I'll come through! I won't let anything put me down! And I mean nothing!'
Sakura was left alone to climb into the window by herself. She glanced down at her badly bruised wrist. It hurt even more to move it. Sakura gasped. There, right there if you turned her wrist ever so slightly you could see a little red imprint of Sasuke's hand on her wrist.
'I'll have to get Kakashi-sensei to take a look at it after today.'
Climbing into the window actually turned out to be quite harder than it seemed. Having a bruised wrist that was practically use less she was on her own.
'Damn, if I could just get over the ledge and…..YES!'
Finally after long wait Sakura finally managed to climb over the window and into Sasuke's apartment.
'Jerk, couldn't he have at least waited for me?'
Sakura glanced over at the clock pinned to Sasuke's wall. 5:30 am.
"Well it's his fault for bruising my wrist that has made us late. I take no blame."
After all the years of knowing each other this was Sakura's very first time of ever being in Sasuke's house.
"Wow, so neat and tidy! I mean I never would have thought of Sasuke as a slob but I never would have thought that he kept such a clean home. He's always away on missions you wouldn't think he had time to clean. Yeah, but then there's the fact that he's always away from home that he doesn't have to clean at all. So I guess I do have a point."
While Sakura debated the facts about Sasuke's home to herself she walked aimlessly through the house bumping into things once in a while.
'Now where did he get off to?'
"Sasuke-kun! Sasuke-kun where are you!" Sakura cupped her mouth and called once… then twice.
After waiting for a response longer than she intended to and still receiving none Sakura grew bored of waiting patiently like a good girl should.
'Where the hell is he? It's not like he's in a huge mansion where else he can't hear me.'
Sakura made herself comfortable on top of one of the mismatched couches in Sasuke's apartment.
She yawned lazily and closed her eyes for a moment while resting her head on the lumpy pillows provided by Sasuke's couch.
'You would have thought he would have nice couches that matched with nice silky pillows…weird.'
While Sakura pondered this extremely challenging question to herself she didn't realize the dark figure watching her in the shadows, even worse she was beginning to get sleepy on Sasuke's cheap couch.
"Maybe I should just rest my eyes for a bit. I mean it's not like I'm going to meet Kakashi-sensei right now. Anyway I don't even know where Sasuke-kun is."
With that reassuring thought Sakura let sleep claim her wary body.
Sasuke stepped forth from where he was hiding perched on top of one of the kitchen chairs.
Sasuke looked down to the small role of white cloth that he was holding on to.
'I was going to give this Sakura for her wrist but it seems like she has fallen asleep on me. Oh well, it's better than her getting the wrong idea anyway. I must have really hurt her if it took her that long to climb into the window.'
Sasuke frowned, 'Did I really hurt her?'
All these questions were really starting to irritate him; he threw the unused role of bandages into the trash can with out looking.
He idly sat down on the opposite side of the couch next to Sakura. He imagined himself waking her up gently and telling her it was time to see Kakashi. Cupping her cheek and gently shaking her till she awoke with a bright smile on her face. Her checks going from pale to bright red telling him over and over again about how sorry she was for falling asleep on him. He would whisper her name till she stopped and listened to him. Shivering every time he spoke her name with such passion. He would stare at her. She would ask what was wrong, if there was something on her face. He would shake his head and run his hand through her long light pink hair. He would enjoy the sensation of feeling her silky hair through his fingertips. She would moan out in light pleasure at his touch. How easily she could be pleased, that thought would amuse him to no end. She would stare at him with questioning and confused eyes. He would chuckle lightly to himself and claim her lips as his. Tilting her chin towards the heavens and tasting her sweet scent and flavor.
Or he could roughly shake her till she awoke with confusion and embarrassment plastered all over her pretty face.
I think we all know which one he chose.
"Huh? Ow… where am I?"
Sakura looked around lazily at the apartment she was in, a little disorientated from her light sleep.
She saw Sasuke hovering over her frail body with the dark shadows accompanying him covering all the light and warmth from her body.
"Gomen. I really didn't mean to fall asleep I guess I'm just not used to being awake this early."
What he really wanted to say was, "you deserve all the sleep you want. No property of mine should ever be unhappy, especially if it's because of me."
What he ended up saying was, "a good ninja never lets his guard down no matter the circumstances or settings."
His voice was rough and cold, it sent shivers down her spine, Sasuke saw this. It was not the kind shiver he wanted from her.
He would have apologized, but you know… he's Sasuke.
Sakura pulled herself up off of the couch with a bright beaming smile.
'Why does she smile? Did I do or say something funny?'
'Oh! What a beautiful day! I'm so happy. I'm surrounded by Sasuke and I got to sleep on his couch. Wait till Ino hears about this!'
The smile didn't leave her face as she walked a little towards the door and stretched her idle muscles.
Sasuke looked at her again. 'Her smile does suite her though. She should wear it more often.'
After doing her little mourning routine she looked at Sasuke again who was looking at her.
'He's been acting so weird lately; I wonder what's wrong with him.'
Sakura blinked. Sending him a secret signal that he should say something before she got the wrong idea.
"Let's go."
Simple, sweet and to the point, how Sasuke.
Sakura gathered her things and followed Sasuke to the door. While Sasuke dodged skillfully away from all the girls outside Sakura kept her mind wandering.
'What's wrong with me? Sasuke has been sending all these weird messages to me lately that I would swear they meant that he likes me…but I know he doesn't. He only thinks of me as a lowly friend and nothing more. Just someone to work with till he's allowed to leave Konoha. He doesn't really even think of me as a teammate because I'm not even that good.'
Sakura frowned, "Well that's not fair."
Sasuke ignored Sakura's comment already knowing that he had no idea what she was talking about and found it useless to try to ask her himself.
'I mean it's not my fault I'm not that skilled. I mean sue my right? But maybe he does like me…maybe he really does.'
While all these thoughts consumed Sakura and all her attention she was unaware of the biggest tree in the forest heading in her direction, and fast.
'So maybe I was wrong about him all these years, maybe he's liked me from the start but was just playing hard to get. Sure that would explain a lot.'
Sasuke glanced at Sakura, 'What is she thinking about? She should pay more attention to the path than her silly day dreams.'
'Okay then! It's settled! I will tell Sasuke how I feel about him…… again. And when the time is just right. But this time he won't refuse me because he knows he really loves me now. There's no way he can possibly refuse me now!'
Sasuke looked at Sakura again, was it just him or did she look even more beautiful when the sunlight hit her just right? Or when the moon light complimented her features well as she shined during the night? He was still not sure which one he liked more. Maybe he liked her better when she was swimming with her bathing suite on and the clear blue sky setting in the back round with her splashing around just for him. Yep, it was the hardest decision he had ever had to make so far.
His eyes remained on her unnoticed by the young girl. Sakura was heading in the direction of the "Big Tree."
'She better watch it or she's going to get hit…'
A few seconds passed and she didn't really seem to notice.
'Doesn't she it? How could you possibly miss it!'
'I think I should do it now, no maybe after training today. Yes that would be a perfect time. The sun would be setting and I could walk over to him and gently rest my head on his shoulders and whisper in his ear, "Sasuke-kun, I lov-"
Sakura's train of thought was ruined when she felt herself being picked up by strong arms. Whoever it was they smelt good. Kind of like the way morning smells after rain has poured down for three days.
Sakura looked up to see her one and only Sasuke holding her ever so gently yet protectively at the same time.
'Nani? What happened?' Sakura's mind was beginning to register what was going on when Sasuke changed positions on his hold over her.
Then it hit her, 'He's, he's really holding me!'
Sakura stared up at Sasuke, a light blush forming on her cheeks. He was so warm and gentle, but when he spoke he was so harsh and cold.
'Weird.'
Sasuke noticed her blush and smirked; 'now I really wonder what she's thinking.'
Sakura's heart was beating so fast she swore Sasuke could hear it, but it didn't really matter to Sakura, she was being held by the man she loved.
And then that's when it happened. Sakura knew it was then that she would have to tell Sasuke of how she felt about him…truly.
Held lovingly in his arms.
(A/N: Please review.)
