Sakura blinked furiously, willing the tears to crawl back up. It had been a while since she'd visited her parents' gravesite. She laid the carnations down as her mother's headstone, her favorite flower, they were even yellow.
She bent down next to her father's and placed a bottle of his favorite brand of beer down. He could never stand the hard liquor she favored. He'd always been a lightweight, anyways.
It hurt to know that they were gone, never coming back. They had died just over a year ago, attacked while on their second honeymoon. Some idiotic robber story that even Sakura knew was far fetched. She refused to settle on the fact that she was the reason they'd died. She was an important figure in Konoha with lots of connections.
She swallowed down the bile making its way up her throat. No. Not now. She shouldn't wallow in her own self-pity, she should live her life to its fullest, knowing they were watching over her.
Amber eyes watched as his obsession cried herself to sleep. It churned his insides unpleasantly to see her face scrunch up in tears. The only tears that should shine on her face should be when he took her in bed. When they made love and her passion felt unwavering and so. damn. good.
The redhead bit back his sneer. It was pathetic to take her when she was asleep. She should be screaming his name at the top of her lungs.
No. He'd wait.
Okay, so I'm kinda mad at myself for making this shit really dark. Oh! Please review! It'll warm my cold, dark heart!