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First Kiss: Chapter Two

By: r y u s s e i

Sakura put a pale hand to her full lips. Her second kiss from Sasuke.

"Someday has come, Sakura," Sasuke whispered into her ear. "You need an explanation, don't you?" His taunting voice made her shiver. Sakura's eyes were still closed. When she opened them, he was gone. All that existed in the room was her empty goldfish tank, her open window, and herself. She was alone. As usual. Sakura put hand to her forehead, as if to check if she had a fever. But her hand was warm to her forehead. She wasn't sick.

Or was she?

It was so hard to tell these days.

Sakura undressed, slipping on a simple night dress and walking across her bedroom floor and flopped into her bed. Another sleepless night awaited her. She could tell.

It was boring, thinking of Sasuke all the time. It was hard to admit, but Sasuke was so distant from her now, she couldn't even remember why she liked him in the first place. Besides his looks. Those smoldering eyes, the dark hair, ivory skin… It just gave her a thrilling chill. But now, what was left of Sasuke? He was gone. With Orochimaru. That creep of a man.

Revenge conquered his heart; not her. Or was it Itachi that won his heart? Sakura mused the thought of Sasuke being in love with his own brother. She shook her head in the dark. No, that was a stupid thought. Was he in love with her? She wondered. The same thought constantly came throughout her days, even when she was on missions, she thought about his kiss, on that hot summer day. Sakura heard footsteps, which instantly broke her train of thought.

"Sakura?" That voice. It had to be Sasuke. Sakura dared not to move, fearing it was just another illusion. "Sakura." The voice was more persistent. Sakura forced herself to sit up. Sasuke stood before her. In her bedroom. In the middle of the night. This better be a dream. Sakura mentally slapped herself into being calm. She had to be cool in this situation.

"What are you doing here?" The words flew out her mouth in a hostile tone. She didn't mean it that way.

"I don't know," he admitted. He looked badly wounded, and really tired. Sakura's hand flew out to touch Sasuke, but he slapped her hand away from subconscious reflexes. The pain from the slap caused Sakura to realize that this wasn't an illusion; Sasuke was here in the flesh.

"Someday came a little too late, Sasuke-kun," Sakura said, her voice barely a whisper. Sakura blinked several times to make the tears in her eyes go away. Sasuke looked at her in confusion for a moment, his brow furrowing. But his forehead relaxed a moment later when he realized what she said. He did not respond. "I always knew you'd come to me someday. You left to avenge your brother before you could tell me why. He's dead now. Are you here to tell me why?"

"I don't know," Sasuke murmured. He stood there, wavering for a moment, and then he sat down next to Sakura. Sakura immediately tensed as Sasuke sat down next to her.

"It's too late anyways," Sakura said with a sudden sinking feeling. "I already know why. You've betrayed everyone who ever cared about you. You left, fulfilled your so called 'destiny' and now you are here. What do you plan to do now?" Sakura felt like that was more of a rhetorical question rather than a real one. Sakura pulled her knees to her chest and wrapped the blanket around her. Sasuke stared at the floor. "Are you going to stay in Konoha?"

"I don't think so. The ANBU already wants me dead, anyways."

Sakura sat still, her eyes stung with tears. "Can you leave now?" Sasuke looked at her, bewildered.

"What? You want me to go?" Sasuke stood up, wincing at the pain in his leg.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Please, just leave," Sakura's voice was choked with tears. "You are just making everything worse. You come strolling in and out of my life which ever way you please. And yet, when I want to leave you, you just stand there as if it were a mistake. Well it isn't, Sasuke. For once in my life I am pushing you away." Tears freely fell from Sakura's eyes. "Just leave! Go away! Find some other girl to torture!" Sakura turned away from Sasuke. "I am pathetic enough without you." The words lingered in the air. Pathetic. Without you.

"Sakura." Sasuke's voice was firm yet gentle. It was a severe change from a cold, expressionless voice. "I need you. I need to fix my life. And I need you to help me." Sakura looked up suddenly, her face streaked with tears.

"You need me."

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I have nowhere else to go, Sakura. There's no one else in this world that could possibly help me. I planned everything in my life up until Itachi's death. I actually planned me to die with him. I need you to help me plan the rest of my life."

"What? This must be some sick joke."

"It isn't, Sakura."

"Then show me it isn't."

"Fine."

Sasuke strode to Sakura, held her face in his hands, and kissed her. A deep, passionate kiss. Not at all like the kiss on that summer day. "Sasuke," Sakura whispered his name after that heart melting kiss. "Do you really love me?" He hesitated for a moment, his dark eyes staring into her sea foam green eyes.

"…yes." She wanted to ask why; she wanted to know more about that man that was before her. He was so different than the boy who couldn't climb a tree in his first try. But she couldn't speak. She didn't want this dream to end. Sakura gently pulled Sasuke closer to her, their lips making contact again. This could be the biggest mistake of her life, but Sakura didn't care. Sakura held on to Sasuke for her dear life, afraid that when morning came, he would be gone again.

"I'm not going anywhere, Sakura. You are hurting my ribs."

"Sorry. You're not going to leave me someday?"

"No, I'm not going to leave you someday."