To all of my beloved reader: Sorry about the Chapter 2 mix up….I must have clicked the wrong document or something. Anyways, thanks for all of the reviews. I hope you aren't too mad at me for that little slip up…. anime sweatdrop hehe
Alright, here is Chapter 3 of Broken…
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Naruto Cast….That wonderful title is held by Kishimoto-sensei.
Pairings: SasuSaku
Warnings: Abuse, Drunken Behavior, Foul Language, rape & lemons (in some chapters) etc….Basically, if you're searching for an 'M' rated story, you found one and should expect this sort of stuff. If you don't like this stuff, I would suggest searching for a 'T' or 'K ' story or something like that.
Last Time: "I don't know why I even bother to pretend to love you."
"You're so weak."
"Weak…"
"Weak…"
"Weak little kunoichi."
That night, Sakura was tossing and turning, her dreams keeping her from a peaceful sleep. After a few hours of disturbed sleep, Sakura just gave up on it. She decided to wake up, and stay up. Glancing at the clock on her nightstand, the time reading 3:16 am, she figured she would've had to wake up pretty soon anyway to get ready for her shift at Konoha Hospital. Although she didn't much like the early morning shift, Tsunade had insisted on having at least one experienced doctor on staff, especially during the late night and early morning shifts. Yawning, she got up and went to the bathroom. Brushing her hair, she looked into the mirror and hated the face that was staring back at her. The face in the mirror had streaked mascara on her cheeks and lines through it, showing the path her tears from the previous night had taken. On her right cheek there was a large welt, roughly the shape of a man's hand, from where Sasuke had slapped her against the wall. Glaring back at the mirror, Sakura took the handle of the brush and slammed it into the glass. It shattered, splinters flying back towards the pink haired girl. Not even moving or crying as the glass shards hit her in the cheek and exposed flesh, she stood stoic and cold, accepting the injuries as if she deserved them, which in her mind, she did. Removing the brush's handle from the shattered reflective surface, she threw it on the floor and turned towards the shower, oblivious to the imbedded flakes in the soles of her feet. Taking a short shower, she unceremoniously scrubbed her skin raw, picking the glass out of her flesh, not even bothering to heal it with chakra. Superficial as they were, they still stung, although the pain they inflicted was nothing compared to the war within her own mind and heart.
Glancing at the broken mirror, she healed some of the cuts on her face then wiped the streaks of blood off. She looked decent enough, as if she had just awoken and then rushed to the hospital. 'Good enough.' She thought. 'As long as Shizune doesn't ask questions I think I'll be alright.'
Grabbing her clothes from the closet, she threw them on and headed towards the kitchen, looking immaculate in the war zone that was her home. Up until several hours ago, her apartment had been fairly clean and picked up. Sighing, she searched for some cereal or some other source of food to start the morning off.
"Peanut butter, green beans, spinach, old bread, eww, no wonder why I've eaten breakfast at work. There's nothing here!" She said talking to herself. Her cabinets were bare except for the necessities for simple living. Sakura hadn't gone shopping in over a month so her fridge was full of old leftovers and chunky milk.
Taking a last look around and making a mental list of what she needed, she grabbed her keys and left her house.
Around this same time in another home, a black haired man lay sprawled on a couch, bottle of sake in his hand. Awaking from his hangover, he looked around, wondering how he had gotten from the bar to his house.
'Shit. These hangovers keep getting worse.' Sasuke thought to himself. Looking down at himself, he noticed that his shirt was slightly undone and his pants sat loosely on his hips, belt missing.
"Great. First a hangover and now this, I should probably ask Sakura if I came over last night, "Pausing as he thought hard he drew a breath quickly in. "Sakura! Oh crap. Uhhh…didn't I tell her I would meet her at her house for breakfast?" Glancing towards the clock on the wall, he read the time: 3:30 am.
"Let's see, I think Sakura is working an early morning shift today, so she would be headin' towards the hospital by now." Standing up quickly, a little too quickly as it turned out, he stumbled his way towards the door. Checking his pockets he frantically looked for his keys.
"Please tell me I did not leave my keys at the bar…" Looking on the counter, thankfully he found them. Buttoning his shirt up and adjusting his pants, he headed out of his apartment and traveled towards the hospital. It was by sheer luck that those two had happened onto the same street at the same time. Sakura had been too busy going over her mental grocery list to pay attention. Sasuke was too drunk to even open his eyes fully so him bumping into someone was no surprise. The real surprise was that he bumped into the person he wanted to see and she had bumped into the last person she had wanted to meet that morning.
"Sorry." They spoke at the same time, and only then did they both look each other in the eyes, both fully realizing who they had just met.
"I have to go. Bye Sasuke." Hurrying off without saying anything more, Sakura continued her pace towards Konoha Hospital.
"W-wait Sakura-chan! I just need to ask you something."
"Ask me some other time alright Sasuke. I have to get to work."
"Please, just slow down." He stumbled towards her, and as she turned to look back at him, he nearly fell on her, but being caught just in time. His eyes were bloodshot as he spoke to her. "I just needed to talk to you."
"About what, how drunk you were last night when you came barging into my house?!!"
"I-I did that?" She could see he was obviously out of it, the alcoholic beverages still in his system from the previous night. Shaking her head, she gave in. Grabbing him around the shoulder, she tried her best to support him as they walked together towards the white building in front of them.
"Just come on in and I'll give you some aspirin to get rid of that headache."
"Thanks. I don't know what I'd do without you Sakura-chan."
"Oh, I'm sure you could think of something if your mind wasn't overcome with this stupid hangover." She said with an obvious bitter tone. "This one makes it the 4 this month. You have to stop wasting yourself."
"I know that." Sasuke replied indignantly.
"Uh, no you don't. Otherwise we wouldn't be in this mess in the first place."
The Uchiha stayed silent as they entered the white building. Sakura paused to sign in at the front desk, signaling that her shift had begun. Walking a bit towards a hall full of empty rooms, Sakura lead Sasuke into one and sat him one the first bed. He immediately lay down, covering his eyes with the pillow and mumbling something incoherent.
"Sasuke, sit up for a second."
"Fine, fine." He stated as she shoved a plastic cup full of water into his hand and a small white pill into his other.
"Swallow the pill with the water, try not to choke."
"Jeez, you don't have to be such a bitch. I know how to take aspirin."
"This is the last straw Sasuke Uchiha."
'Uh oh, when she says my last name I'm in deep, deep shit.'
"What did I do this time Sakura-chan??"
She almost laughed at his feeble attempt to remember the previous night's events.
"You seriously don't remember do you? You're so drunk you don't even know what you did. I would feel sorry for you, but then I would have to acknowledge that it was partially my stop for not stopping you."
"W-what are you talking about Sakura? What did I do to you? Please, just tell me." He reached out a lone, trembling hand to her arm, trying to pull her towards him.
"GET OFF OF ME UCHIHA! You really want to know what happened last night? It's the same as any other night you get drunk. You came over to my apartment as some godforsaken hour and forced yourself on me after you gave me the honor of being used your punching bag! In other words, you fuckng raped me! And it's not even the first time you've done this!" She was nearly in tears now. He couldn't believe it. He knew that he often went over to Sakura's house when he felt really bad with a hangover, but he never really remembered much after that. Shock poured over him as she turned her back towards him as she spoke, the sobs obvious in her voice.
"When you're feeling better you can just leave. Until then just crash out in here; don't even bother coming over tonight or tomorrow."
"But Sakura, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. If I had known then, then…"
"Then what Sasuke? I'm sick and tired of taking care of you and nursing your hangovers. Until you get some help for this stupid disease of yours, just don't even talk to me. Good bye Mr. Uchiha." Struggling to sound as professional as she could, she left him sitting shocked on the bed, furious at himself and surprised at what she had just told, shouted would've been a more appropriate term, him.
"You've really screwed yourself this time Sasuke. Now you've done it."
Hope you all liked this chapter. I figured that Sasuke would have a massive hangover and have no idea whatsoever what he had done. Sakura finally stood up and I'm proud of her. Woohoo!! How ever, there is that little of issue of should she report him to Tsunade or not. Well, you'll all see really soon what's going to happen to these two. As always, Review, It's good for the soul!
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