BROKEN

Weeks passed and it was finally the time of the new moon. Sasuke and Naruto hadn't spoken to one another since the night of the date. When they passed each other in the streets, they merely nodded to the other or just ignored him altogether. They had reached a silent agreement: Talk to me and your life is in danger.

For the third member of the situation, life couldn't have been better. Every day, Michiko would wake up excited at the prospects of seeing her (oh how she loved this word) boyfriend. She would be on pins and needles all day until sunset had come, and when it did she would change into an even more revealing outfit than she had worn the day before and rush out of the apartment to meet Sasuke at the park bench. Naoki was completely oblivious to the ever deepening "relationship".

It was Wednesday of that week that Sasuke decided it was time for the climax of his plan. He was ready…and it seemed that his loyal puppy was, too.

It started out like any other evening since the two had been dating: once the sun had started to sink, Sasuke started to make his way to the opposite side of the village, where Michiko was already waiting on the park bench. Once he was a few feet away, she quickly stood up and the two exchanged a brief kiss.

"You're here early," Sasuke said quietly as he ran his hand gently down her cheek and the side of her neck.

"I…couldn't wait," Michiko whispered, goose bumps erupting all long her bare neck and shoulder from Sasuke's toxic touch.

Sasuke grinned. 'Tonight it is, then.'

His hand slithered around her waist and they began walking. Michiko rested her head on his shoulder and breathed in the scent of jasmine tea on his shirt (it was a bit of a feminine smell for a guy, but he was, by the way, gay for a while).

"Where are we going tonight?"

"Somewhere."

Michiko gazed at him longingly. "The forest again? Or maybe by the river?"

"It's a place you've never been before," Sasuke said simply.

"Um…will I like this place?"

Sasuke shrugged. "It depends…" He started to stroke her lower back.

Michiko's lower region went aflame. "On what?"

Sasuke looked her in the face. "On how wet you are."

Michiko flushed. So it was true: Sasuke had talked her into allowing him to put his fingers in her intimate spots by just talking dirty for a few minutes, but it still embarrassed her to think about it. What could he possibly have meant by 'how wet you are'?

'He's going to put his fingers up there again,' Michiko thought hopefully, snuggling even closer to the boy.

Sasuke rested his hand right above her buttocks as his house came into view. 'She'll be horny enough, that's for sure.' He frowned. 'It's just a matter of how dirty she wants to get.' He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small silver house key. "Okay, here we are."

Michiko blinked several times. "Where are we?"

Sasuke resisted the urge to roll his eyes and say 'Well, duh.' "My house."

The girl's heart sky-rocketed. "Really? You're letting me come to your house?"

Sasuke led her up the porch steps and unwound his arm around her waist as he unlocked the door. "If I didn't want you here, I'd ask you to leave."

The door swung open with a loud creaking noise and he gestured to Michiko to enter. Michiko hesitantly stepped over the threshold, followed by Sasuke, and yelped as the door slammed shut behind them. The house was dark and quiet.

Michiko moaned quietly as strong arms wrapped themselves right under her breasts. "Sasuke-san…"

Sasuke breathed lightly on the back of her neck. "No, Sasuke-sama."

"Sasuke…sama…"

Sasuke smiled and began ushering her up the stairs. Within seconds, they were heading down the hallway and opening the last door on the right: the bedroom.

"Go on," Sasuke urged, patting Michiko's rear-end.

Michiko gasped quietly as she stepped into the bedroom, moving her head every which way, taking in her surroundings. It was so…clean. The white bed comforter was straight and crisp on the mattress; the bare walls were bathed in the starlight from the open window, and the smell…

'It doesn't reek of sex!'

Michiko jumped slightly and the hairs on the back of her neck pricked up as Sasuke stepped up right behind her. "Tch, I washed the sheets so we don't have to do it with stains surrounding us."

Michiko's eyes widened and she turned to him. "Wh-what?"

Sasuke's upper lip curled. "Hmph."

He grabbed her arm just above the puncture wounds and pulled her to the bed. He sat down on the edge of the mattress and motioned for Michiko to sit next to him. Michiko slowly sat down, her heart thumping and her lower region howling with the flow of hormones.

'Oh my god…we're on a bed together…'

Sasuke moved his hand from her arm to the side of her cheek, trying to relax the girl and make her melt in his arms. He traced his eyes away from her face and focused them intently on the low-cut neckline of her shirt.

"You know," he whispered, his voice dripping with seduction. "I've never seen a girl's chest."

Michiko's cheeks burned. "Y-yeah, I know that."

Sasuke slowly looked back up at her face. "So how about showing me yours'?"

The girl's mouth hung open. Show him…her chest? Wasn't it too soon?

Before she could answer, Sasuke slid his hands under her shirt and pulled it over her head, leaving the girl with only a bra hiding the upper portion of her body. Michiko gasped as he quickly unclipped the bra and flung it on the floor next to her shirt. She quickly covered her chest with her arms, but Sasuke pulled them away, leaving her bare and vulnerable.

Sasuke's eyes popped out but he retained his cool demeanor. "Nice…very nice…" Without thinking, he lightly placed his hand on her left breast, feeling her heart hammering and causing her to moan sensually. He moved his face closer to her chest. "Would you mind if I…"

He buried his head in Michiko's chest and pushed her flat onto the mattress. Michiko's body burst into shivers as moans of pleasure erupted from her mouth. Oh god…this feeling was indescribable!

'Please…never let this end!'

"Mi-Michiko," Sasuke whispered, taking his mouth away from her chest and breathing on her pale skin. "Remember…when I asked you if you would let me inside of you if someone told you to do so?"

"Mmm…uh-huh."

Sasuke glided his hands down her bare stomach and rested them on the edge of her skirt. "I'm not asking you to," he seethed. "I'm ordering you to."

Michiko nodded as he pulled down her skirt to the floor. "Yes…Sasuke-sama."

"Don't worry," her master said, grinning. "I won't break into you too hard."

It was the same night on the other side of the village, where the blonde-haired boy was gathering his materials and preparing to set off into the night, unbeknownst to the event that was going on in Sasuke's home right at the very moment. He didn't care though; the only thing that mattered was his plan.

Naruto tightened his headband and looked determinedly out his window at the (almost) silent village.

"It's the beginning…of the end."