Chapter 4 Don't awake.

Sorry Gai Sensei! I can't drink any sake! There is a lot of destruction around every time I wake up with a hangover! Not to mention the hospital ends up always full with people with broken limbs.

Rock Lee

Sasuke opened his eyes, and immediately shut them off when he stared right to the light. For a second he didn't know where he was, what was the time, and why his whole body felt so tired. He tried weakly to move the arms, but they were not responding.

While he struggled with the pain in his head and tried to awake completely, he recognized that he was at his house, at his own bed. However, the arms were still not responding. He raised the eyes, and he felt the day was starting in a really, really wrong way.

Both his arms were tied to the headboard with scarves, and the knots were very well done.

He was a shinobi, untying his arms was just child's play. But in the meantime he tried to remember what the hell had happened. And why he was tied. And why his neck was hurting like if somebody had tried to strangle him.

The last clear memory he had was toasting for Naruto and Sakura… having a dream, wrong, a nightmare, with Itachi as the main character, as always. Afterwards... darkness.

Of course, it was obvious what had happened. He had gotten drunk. The pain in his head was just the first hangover in his life. Damn it! How could he be so worthless! Getting drunk the same night he was planning to leave! What if... what if he had blabbed about his plans of running out of the Leaf?

Sasuke considered it carefully. No, if he had, he would be in a prison surrounded by ANBU, and getting ready for a one-way trip to the execution chamber. No, the answer was probably that he had gotten drunk, he had gotten violent, and Kakashi had been forced to tie him up for his own safety. That was a great way of saying good-bye to his team mates.

Still, he had to think about the future. His plans of running away that same night were cancelled. Now he had to think about a new plan.

He glanced at his clock in his desk. 6:48. Well, he still could run away, leaving a note in his door saying that he was going to train alone that day. Kakashi and the others would have a good laugh about the weak "Uchiha genius" getting so drunk, and being afraid of facing them.

Yeah, he could still make it. Actually, the plan was better. He would have at least forty-eight hours before the ANBU realized he had run out of the Leaf. If he went fast, he could be in the Sound before a search party was formed. The first priority was to find out if he had spelled something while drunk

Sasuke closed the eyes for a second and tried to remember. There was like a thick fog blocking his memories. However, no matter how drunk he was, he should still remember it...

They were kissing. Sasuke was under her, with his hands tied to the headboard. While they made love, she was tightening more and more the cords around his head. Their hips were moving simultaneously. Their lips joined together while her pink hair fell around them...

Sasuke opened violently his eyes. What the hell was that? Shit! He wasn't only wasting the little time he had left getting drunk, but having sick dreams. Shit!

A few second later, Sasuke had freed himself of the bonds and his hands went to his neck. There was something around his neck that was hurting him, probably another scarf. Probably Kakashi had gagged him to stop him from biting his tongue, and it had slipped off. He wasn't expecting to find a bra around his neck. Another disturbing development was that he was totally naked.

Sasuke closed his eyes for a second, but when he opened the bra was still in front of his eyes. He closed them for a second time, biting his lip, and when he opened them, the sharingan was activated. That damn bra wasn't disappearing and he was still naked. So, no gengetsu.

Sasuke breathed slowly. It didn't mean a thing. He was just stupid getting all flustered by that trick. What if he was naked? He had probably thrown up all dinner, lunch and half the breakfast on his clothes. That was the reason he was naked. The bra was another of Naruto's famous pranks. He should use Katon on his house before leaving. That was it and nothing else...

Only then, he noticed a sound like breathing other than his. There was somebody else in the room. Sasuke's eyes darted to the left, to the bed, next to him, where there was a bundle of blankets. He slowly, ever so slowly, peeked under them. And under them was the relaxed face of Sakura. Her pink hair was partly around his face.

Sasuke bit the lips to stop the yell of surprise and terror that was forming. He peeked again, this time a little longer, to see if she was still dressed. She was lying on her front, and after the fastest peek ever, he confirmed that she was completely naked. He thanked Kami-sama that she was laying on her front.

Sasuke tried to stop the fast beating his heart, while he tried desperately to understand what the hell was going on. He had gotten drunk, he had woken up tied to the bed, and he was having flashbacks of them having... having that with Sakura. So the conclusion was...

"Sakura has taken advantage of me?" Sasuke asked aloud. Sakura stirred for a second. Sasuke froze, but luckily she didn't wake up yet.

Sasuke tried to calm his thoughts. She had never made a secret that she loved him. But that was... it was just too much. How could she...? She had actually raped him! What the heck... Was that for real? He tried to remember...

Both of them were drunk and stumbling until they reached his house. Sasuke went first, and after three tries he opened the door. Then he looked at Sakura, which was waiting. Both of them smiled, and holding hands entered his house

No. No way. He would never do that! He holding hands with Sakura? He risking getting involved with somebody, accepting the risk of losing that somebody? That was impossible. He had learned a long time ago about getting close to anybody. Still, if the confused images he was remembering were real...

No! He didn't have time to think about the past. He had to think about solutions. He had a naked Sakura in his home. Solutions? ... Well, he could search for the forbidden scrolls in the Hokage Office, to select a scroll about erasing memories and to use it on Sakura. He should also use it in Kakashi and Naruto, just in case. Then in the rest of the village for the same reason. Next he had to dress Sakura, take her to her home, and finally use it on himself...

That would maybe work.

Sakura at that very moment stirred. Sasuke froze, and prayed that she didn't awake. She didn't, but moved closer to Sasuke. And before Sasuke could do anything, she had hugged him.

Sasuke had to stop quite a few curses that wanted to get out. He was painfully aware that Sakura was hugging him, and that both of them were naked, but he was also afraid to move away from her, and waking her up.

He stayed like that for a few minutes, desperately thinking of a way out of his predicament. He looked around his room. Since he had started living alone, he had got the habit of extreme order, but his room was that day a complete mess.

His instincts warned him only one second too late. The alarm clock, one he usually turned off because nightmares were enough to wake him up started ringing soundly. That time nothing could stop a curse coming out from his mouth while he formulated a plan to shut that alarm clock that was on the bedside table on Sakura's side of the bed.

He risked it. He put his hand under Sakura's head, and used the common pillow as a projectile to hit the alarm clock. His aim was true and the alarm clock fell violently against the floor, finally stopping the noise.

For a moment there was silence, but he remembered Shinobi saying 87 "A shinobi must never let any openings in the plan, because if something can go bad, it will go bad. If something is already bad, it will only go worse", when Sakura started opening her eyes.

Sakura opened her eyes, and when she saw Sasuke, she smiled at him. Sasuke saw that smile, and before he could stop it, a thought appeared in his head.

He thought that she was beautiful.

Sakura stared at him, while the fogs of sleep disappeared from her eyes. Finally she opened them very wide.

"KYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!" She screamed. Her scream almost threw Sasuke out of the bed.

"What are you..." he started to say. At that moment she went to the first drawer on the bedside table.

"Wait, I have the shurikens..." Sasuke again tried to say, but before he could complete the sentence, Sakura had grabbed three shurikens, and had thrown them at him. He stopped them using the blanket as a shield. The little blanket he had left, because Sakura was monopolizing most of it.

"Sakura! What the hell are you doing?" Sasuke asked while watching carefully other two shurikens that rested on her hand.

"Sasuke-kun!" said Sakura, and in that moment he saw that she was trembling "How could you? You raped me!"

"I raped you? It was you that got me drunk!"

"No! I'd never do that"

While busy on the discussion, Sakura hadn't noticed the blanket she was holding with one hand had slipped and was showing one of her shoulders. Sasuke blushed and quickly decided to get out of there. He got up from the bed

"KYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Sakura yelled again. Sasuke remembered that he was naked, and that he was showing his bareback to her. Still, he decided that he was already past the point of feeling shy with her.

He stopped when he saw something thrown in the floor: A female medical team uniform. Her mother's old medical team uniform. What the hell was it doing...?

Sakura was moving seductively with the team uniform. She was wearing nothing underneath. And slowly, slowly, she started to take it out...

Sasuke hurried to the bathroom

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Sasuke entered the bathroom and closed the door. He looked at a mirror, and wondered what the hell was going on? In which moment his broken but tidy life starting going crazy? He had decided to drink only two cups of sake, only two. Exactly, how had he gotten drunk? Sakura had gotten him drunk somehow? But why exactly would she do that, and how? Sasuke tried to watch through the fog of the memories...

Sasuke drank because of tiredness. Sasuke drank because of regret. Sasuke drank because of frustration. Sakura drank because of fatigue. Sakura drank because of hopelessness. Sakura drank because of frustration. And every time they drank, the inhibitions gone, they looked more and more at each other, his growing darkness against her shining light. Opposites attract each other. It was a matter of time before they got closer...

Sasuke blinked. Hell! Those flashbacks were really annoying. He still couldn't exactly say if they were true or not. Although according to the circumstances, they were probably true.

So he and Sakura had...? Did they really...?

He needed a shower, a cold one.

He looked at the bathroom. The curtain was cut in half. Sasuke looked at it with a look of utter confusion. Was there a fight? Or...

Sakura was singing. She was singing while she took the shower. Sasuke was outside. He was thinking that she sang beautifully, but what he wanted was not the song but the singer. He used a kunai and cut the curtain that separated them in two parts. Then he stepped inside. She smiled and continued singing...

Sasuke flinched when he got closer to the curtain. Well, maybe the both of them had... but he wasn't really willing, because he was drunk. Maybe she wasn't. How could he know?

Sasuke stepped in the shower, but then he felt a stinging pain in the back. He used the mirror, and looked at his back. There were small but deep cuts on his back. Apparently, somebody's fingernails had scratched his back. Who...?

Sasuke blushed when he understood how that happened. It was Sakura's, no doubt about it. She had reacted violently in the middle of...

No, he didn't want to think about it. At least not before the shower...

And in that moment he heard Sakura saying

"He raped me"

Then the world exploded

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Sakura's scream stopped when Sasuke entered in the bathroom. She was trembling. How could he do that? She loved him, and she was sure he felt something for her. But... how could he do that?

The blanket was still covering her. She looked around. That was Sasuke-kun's house? She had always wanted to go there, but not like that. Not like that. She started looking for her clothes, planning to get out of there. The first thing she saw was her clothes ripped. Had Sasuke...

Sakura pushed Sasuke on the bed. She jumped on top of him, their lips hungrily looking for each other. Sakura started to take out her clothes, but Sasuke was too anxious. He ripped the clothes off her. Sakura didn't complain, she was too busy doing the same with his clothes.

Sakura blushed. No, no, she would never do that. Sasuke-kun would never do that to her either. That was a dream, a nightmare, an illusion.

However, if he wasn't dreaming, that meant that Sasuke-kun, that Sasuke-kun...

"He raped me" she realised.

Then the world exploded.

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Sasuke used a towel as makeshift pants. He got out of the bathroom, angry for being called a rapist, and very ready to clear things up.

"KYYYYYYYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!" Sakura screamed for the third time. Sasuke was already wondering why the Sound had chosen him, when Sakura had a natural ability for sounds

Quickly, Sakura went to her bedside table. Still holding the blanket with one hand, she used the other to open the second drawer.

"Wait, I have my kunais..." started Sasuke

Before he could say another word, nine kunais flew at him with a deadly accuracy. He avoided them the best he could. He rushed to her, grabbing her hands

"Stop it! Damn it! "

"Sasuke-kun, why did you...?"

He cursed, took a really fast look at her nails, confirming his suspicions. He put her fingers right in front of her face

"Look at this" He ordered. He waited until he was sure that she had seen the flesh and red stains on her fingernails. He turned around "Now, take a look at this" He added turning around pointing at the marks at his back.

She stayed silent, while the facts started sinking in.

"Actually, if we look at the marks at my back, it would seem that it was YOU who raped me. I woke up tied up to the bed!"

Sasuke had barely finished when she ferociously slapped him.

"You idiot!" She screamed. "That was my first time!"

Sasuke stood still, for once totally silent.

Sakura couldn't hold it anymore, and started crying. She sat down and tried to stop the flow, but with both hands holding the blanket, she didn't have anything to stop or hide the tears.

Sasuke stood in front of her, without knowing what to do. One part, the smart, calculating part of him, was strongly recommending him to run away, immediately. In fact, he should get dressed and start running outside his house and the Leaf.

Another part of him, a part that he always tried not to listen, because that part he could not control, was telling him to stay

He almost always listened to the smart part of him. Only a few times he had listened to his heart, and it always brought him trouble. Like the time he took Hakus's needless, or the time he offered himself to die fighting against Gaara while Naruto got Sakura and ran away. As long as he wanted to kill his brother, listening to his heart was dangerous.

And yet, and yet...

Sakura's tears finally forced him down. If there was anything that he was weak against, that was the tears, especially Sakura's tears. Only her tears had stopped his cursed form, and he still believed that her tears had resuscitated him after the fight in the Wave Country.

He kneeled in front of her, and wondered what to say. He thought about blaming himself. He thought about saying that he would take responsibility. He thought about telling her that maybe, maybe, nothing really happened between them. Maybe they were too drunk, anyway. «Right, and maybe my brother will also come to apologize»

He looked at her, so vulnerable, so beautiful. Without saying a word, he slowly closed in on her. Sakura stopped crying, and looked at him, surprised that he was so close to her and still not backing away.

Slowly, delicately, they looked at each other, and got closer, even closer. They stopped for a second. Finally their lips melted into one. They broke away, surprised, both of them wondering what was happening. However, when they looked at each other, they wordlessly understood, and again they kissed.

Slowly, he pushed her against the bed. She was by then only holding the blanket with one hand, with the other she was stoutly embracing him. He was touching her shoulders, looking straight at her green eyes. He thought that they were beautiful. They were not red...

"Do you want to know why you are weak? Your hate is not strong enough" a voice repeated in his head.

Sasuke almost jumped from the bed, away from Sakura. He stared at her. Her eyes were green, not red, but the memory had been too strong. For a moment, he had thought that that man was there.

"Sakura, this is not a good idea" he mumbled, before racing to the bathroom, and locking the door behind him.

He breathed slowly, confused. What was going on with him… and with her? Was there anybody sane left? They had just... and still she wanted more of that? What the hell was HE thinking? Did they just... did they just... kiss? He and her? Both of them? When everything got so messed up?

He rushed to the shower and quickly put cold water. He sat down and rhythmically, while the frozen water fell on him, he hit the wall with his head, over, and over, and over.

And outside, he could hear Sakura crying. He wanted to go out to her, but he couldn't. He couldn't.

He had the feeling that somewhere, his brother was laughing, a cruel laugh.