"You're here. Let's go back to the tent, it's late." He said in his usual cold manner, roughly grabbing herby the wrist. Sakura's heart dropped, and all of her built up anger seemed to intensify with that one small gesture. About to act on her feelings, she was taken by suprise and stopped dead in her tracks as she heard Kakashi's deep voice interrupt.
"Actually Sasuke, we were going to have a drink." Kakashi said, his voice having a rather intimidating authorized sound to it. He placed his hand on Sakura's shoulder and said a bit louder, "We were just hoping to relax, you know we just arrived not that long ago."
Sasuke's ebony ink eyes darted from Sakura, and then to Kakashi's face. A smirk played in the corners of his lips as he turned away. "Humph. Fine." He said nonchalantly, letting his wife's hand free. He walked away slowly, and turned back to scowl at her before he disappeared out of sight.
Sakura breathed a sigh of relief as Kakashi guided her inside with a hand on her lower back. She felt the last of her adrenaline rush fade away as she entered the building. The first thing Sakura noticed was that the building was rather small. Although it was dimly lit, Sakura could see the wafts of cigarette smoke drifting through the air. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes was almost strangling. There was a large bar lining the back of the room. Many tables and chairs stood all over the room, along with the many shinobi occupying them. The sight of Anko, Genma, and Kurenai sitting together at a rather large table brought a smile to her face. Old bonds always stayed strong.
"Kakashi, Sakura." They muttered in unison, bowing their heads politely in acknowledgment. Sakura took a seat between Kakashi and Genma. She felt a bit of a loss at the change in her old friend Genma. She hadn't seen him since before she'd been married. He, of course, used to flirt with her relentlessly as he was known to do. Now, he apparently knew of her marriage and was uncharacteristically polite.
Anko smiled at her, for they had become friends in the past. Although Anko was rude and frightening to everyone else, she was always kind and friendly to Sakura. She liked Anko. The kunoichi was a talented woman, and she'd grown accustomed to her odd ways. Anko's weirdness was what made Anko herself. Anko had gotten into a life-threatening situation during a mission a few years back and Sakura had helped her get out of the mess.
Kurenai smiled friend-like also. Sakura hadn't really spoken much with Kurenai over the years. She felt a bit awkward because her best friend had been the one who'd stolen Asuma from her.
She conversed quietly with them, and was surpassed when they all stood to leave in what seemed like minutes later.
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"Shit." She cursed softly to herself as she approached her large, double-sized tent.
"Goodnight Sakura. If you need anything, just call. I'll be listening for you, okay?" Kakashi said, attempting to comfort her. It did the opposite actually. To hear him speak in such an uncharacteristically caring tone frightened her even more.
"Night."
She stepped slowly into her tent, and was greeted by the sight of Sasuke sitting on his sleeping bag, obviously waiting for her. She walked past him and to her own. She silently changed into a pair of pajamas; sweatpants and a T-shirt, feeling his eyes on her the whole time. She suddenly had the urge to go brush her teeth, so she stepped past him again only to be stopped. Sasuke stood before her, and grabbed her wrist. He pulled her to him and she felt his lips skim softly over hers. Her heart leapt. It reminded her of the times when he kissed her because he loved her, not because of pure carnal desire.
"No Sasuke."
He ignored her and tried to raise her top. She held it in place, and he scowled at her. "I said no Sasuke." She tried to step back, but he held her tight. Her breathing was rapidly paced. Whether it was from the fact that she was frightened, or because his kiss reminded her of the old days, it was still noticed by Sasuke.
"What's different now than it was a few months ago?" He asked, scowling at her refusal.
"It just is. I don't want this. Why won't you give me a divorce?" She said, her voice becoming more high-pitched by the moment.
"Why should I? So you can marry someone else? No one wants you anyway." He said loudly, almost yelling. Any thought of him still loving her diminished as the sentence left his mouth.
"Apparently you do."
"... It's someone else..." He said, smirking. "You've found someone else..." He said cruelly. "It's Kakashi, isn't it?"
"No." She squeaked.
"Yeah it is. You make me sick. He's an elite Sakura! He wouldn't want you, and he's older than you." He paused. "He's old enough to be your father."
"That doesn't matter anymore."
"You're too weak to be with an elite. You don't deser-" He stopped, his eyes wide. He fell to her feet, slumped on the ground, asleep.
She scowled, kicked him to the side, and turned away. "Didn't think I could do that, did you?" Her heart hammered in her chest. She crawled into the safety of her sleeping bag, and tried to sleep, but it was impossible with him in the same tent as her. She stood, and grabbed her jacket.
Wow. It really gets to me how short these chapters turn out. Sorry about that.
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