Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot and Kudozaki Lucine. The rest belongs to Masashi Kishimoto.

A/N: Just me casually updating as if I haven't been gone for months, again.

Uchiha Sasuke

Seeing her again was like finally quenching a maddening thirst that had been there for years. I hadn't thought it possible, but she had become even more intoxicating. Taller, curvier, and the small breasts she used to have were now a mere memory, now fully blossomed. Yet I was pleased to discover that her eyes remained the same, the same honey shade that I loved so much. They were colder now, looking at me with hate, but I had managed to break her façade when I touched her.

The memory made me smile softly. She had given in so delightfully to my touch, her soft moans only encouraging me. I now knew that with the right... persuasion I could make her give herself to me willingly.

I brought the fabric that she had been wearing when I found her (before I ripped it to shreds) closer to my nose, inhaling it desperately. It still smelt so much like her, the aroma addicting and equally as dangerous. How cruel it had been when that abomination had taken her from me, just when I got her back. I took a shaky breath as I clutched the ripped shirt like a lifeline, my fist trembling slightly. I just got her back, after so long, and then she was taken from me. And I had been helpless, not able to do anything.

In the end I couldn't even leave a scratch on him. Itachi had been right there, so close, but I stood no chance, as I wasn't prepared in the slightest.

A low growl rumbled in my chest at the thought of my repulsive brother. The stab wound he had inflicted on my side still stung, although Karin already healed me.

A loud knock on the door made me look up with anger flashing in my eyes, not appreciating the interruption. "Oy Sasuke, we just got back. It seems like your girl is back in Suna." Suigetsu said from the other side of the door. The tension in my shoulders slackened at the news. I heard a low snicker, and he later said teasingly. "I'm guessing she gave you a bit of trouble, since half of the base is blown to bits."

"Leave." I said coldly without looking up, and seconds later I heard a sigh and the sound of his footsteps walking away.

I rested my head in my hands, while my elbows rested on my knees. There was one nagging thought in the back of mind, one that I had refused to acknowledge simply because part of me feared the answer, of what it would mean and how it would affect the future.

Why had Itachi come to save Lucine?

He hadn't come to kill me. He came and had his blue partner retrieve Lucine, and then he fought me where he had an obvious advantage, my only weapon was my sword. I wasn't even dressed properly. And he wasn't very offensive when we fought, as if he was simply dragging out the fight. Probably to buy time for his blue partner to get away with Lucine. But why? And how had he known that she was with me in the first place?

Absentmindedly, my thoughts drifted back to the weird blue crystal ball with foreign chakra that Lucine carried in her bag. Back then, she had tried to do something with it. I believed it to be some kind of weapon that she intended to use against me, so I destroyed it. When I questioned Lucine about it she refused to answer. Back then I didn't even bother questioning her further and just dismissed it. But maybe, by destroying it, I somehow notified Itachi. There was no other way for him to know. But that means that he must have kept some kind of contact with her, to give her the crystal. And she... she immediately turned to him for help, by using the crystal that he most likely gave her.

I was filled with feverish fury at the implication that Itachi and Lucine have been... involved, somehow, while I've been gone. But it wasn't certain, this might all just be a coincidence. Itachi might have taken her just to spite me. But then why did he release her again? She's in Suna now, which means he either let her go or she escaped.

My fist clenched tightly around the shirt unconsciously, dreading the answer. I felt real, inexplicable panic fill my chest as my heartbeat sped up alarmingly due to the next question that I had been incapable of even thinking about. Does Lucine... still love him?

The shirt slipped between my fingers and fell to the floor as my breath hitched. Although I had intentionally suppressed those memories from my consciousness, I can still remember that my brother used to be in a relationship with Lucine, or at least they had... something. I remember seeing them kiss several times when they thought I wasn't watching, and how they used to hold hands, sometimes even in my presence. Just thinking about those painful memories made my heart clench painfully like it used to when I was a child.

"No... no." I said out loud, shaking my head to snap out of it. Lucine might be upset with me right now, but she would never betray me like that. Ever.

I sighed and brought the fabric back to my nose and inhaled. Having her scent again like this made it so much easier to imagine that she was here with me. My erection twitched eagerly at the familiar fragrance. I closed my eyes and raised my hand into a handseal. Seconds later my senses were clouded with the familiar lull of a genjutsu.

And then Lucine stood before me, clad in a short nightdress, and her wavy hair falling across her shoulders. Now that I had seen her so recently the genjutsu was more realistic, from the sweet smell of her shampoo to the pert, pink nipples that were peeking through her sheer, black nightdress so enticingly. Her face was in its usual blank state, but her eyes were dark and lustful.

"Is that for me?" Genjutsu-Lucine said huskily, gesturing to bulge in the front of my pants.

"Come here." I purred and reached out to grab her arm. She eagerly climbed into my lap, straddling my hips with her long legs. While smiling gently at me, she wrapped her arms around my neck and then kissed me fiercely, her tongue battling against my own. A moan left her lips as she pressed her crotch against my erection and grinded against me, the action sending jolts of pleasure throughout my whole body.

Abruptly, she ended the kiss and looked at me longingly, "I want you in me." she gasped breathily. Pleasant shivers ran down my back at her begging. It really was like having the real Lucine beg me so naughtily. "Please, Sasuke..."

"I know." I murmured as I kissed her neck softly, rubbing circles on her hips. "But we can't." As much as I wanted to have this fake-Lucine, I'd rather wait and have the real one. This was merely to soothe the wait, until I could finally have her.

She whined in frustration, biting my ear harshly as punishment, which made me hiss and bite her neck in retaliation. Even fake-Lucine was feisty and demanding.

Pulling away she looked back into my eyes, her eyes darkening with sinful lust again. "At least let me please you." she suggested heatedly.

Understanding what she wanted, I smirked knowingly, "Hn."

With a seductive smirk, she slowly got down on her knees, never breaking eye contact even as she lowered down my pants to reveal my arousal. Her pretty little mouth wrapped around the head, her tongue circling the tip, making me groan and twist my hand into her hair.

The sound of my grunts and fake-Lucine's moans echoed around the room for the remainder of the day.