This story is told in a Sasuke POV.
Chapter 2
Life on Surveillance
They toke him away.
In Sasuke's apartment room he seemed alone, but he knew there were three ANBU outside his door and one of them was Neji Hyuga. There were at least 10 outside surrounding the place.
Mika was right across the hall. He couldn't even talk to her, he felt more alone then when he was gone.
*I'm not aloud to leave my room until they say otherwise. I can't see Mika. This is fucking bullshit.*
Three days later.
Sasuke was lying on the floor just watching the ceiling fan osculate. He couldn't think of anything to do at this time.
Seven days left and Sasuke would either live or be killed for his treachery.
He looked at the door. The gate way to Mika, the next time he sees Mika he - he - really didn't know what he would or could do, without a protest from Mika.
The door opened and Mika walked in. Sasuke sat up instantly. His eyes were wide with shock.
*I thought I couldn't see her at all. What the hell is she doing here?*
Mika didn't look at him. She walked to the kitchen, opened the fridge, and toke out some ingredients.
She stood at the stove for about one-or-two hours cooking.
Sasuke couldn't take his eyes off her. He didn't want a single detail to go over looked. Whether it was her tied back hair that he could've sworn was light brown not dark, almost black. Her purple tang top which showed the scar he left as a good bye present from the time he first saw his friends, Sai and Captain Yamato. The scar looked like veins of lightning coursing through her left shoulder. He felt so guilty for having hurt her, scaring her forever.
She wiped her left hand on the apron she was wearing and he saw the wristband he had given her on their first and last date.
*She still has that? I was sure that after what I did to her she would get rid of it out of hatred.*
Mika stretched to reach the top shelf but it seemed she was struggling. Sasuke couldn't help it he got up and walked over to her. He stretched over her, reaching pass her.
"What do you want to get?" he asked looking down at her.
It was a tight fit; Sasuke was practically on top of her.
Mika didn't look at him or talk to him, she just pointed at the glass in the way back of the cupboard.
Sasuke grabbed it, she toke it, and only when she squeezed out from under him he smelled the difference. When she was there it smelled of some sort of sweet candy. With her gone it smelled like miso soup and something spicy.
*Guess she wouldn't make me something I didn't like.*
"Mika, why are you here?" Sasuke finally choked out.
She didn't say anything just pointed to the meal she had just laid out on the table for him.
"You're cooking me my meal?" Sasuke asked he wasn't good at charades.
Mika held up a thumb. Sasuke guessed that meant 'yeah'.
She walked over to him and got on her tiptoes. She pressed her lips to his.
She turned on her toes and walked out the door.
Sasuke could hear her talking to what sounded like Neji.
'Thank you for letting me cook for him. I'll be back tomorrow morning for breakfast.'
'Goodnight Mika-sama, see you tomorrow.'
'You don't have to call me that Neji, we're friends, come on.'
'Sorry Mika - chan.'
'*sigh* Better, better. Don't kill yourself now.'
Then another door closed.
*Mika must have gone home.*
Sasuke sat down and started to eat. He hated to admit it but he loved her cooking, even more than his mothers'.
Day after day Mika came three times a day to cook for him.
He talked to her, but he found out she was only aloud to make him food if she didn't talk to him.
The thing was he was getting better at charades every day.
On the last day Mika asked for permission to talk to him just this once. Because she was doing so well at not talking to him they granted her permission for the time she was there to interact with Sasuke.
Mika walked in that morning calm and cool like that wasn't true, but the minute the door closed behind her she threw herself at Sasuke grabbing him in a throat hug. She kissed him on the lips then let him go so he could breath.
"What - is - this?" Sasuke asked catching his breath.
"I can talk to you for the day. This is it the tenth day." Mika said.
Sasuke looked at her. It toke him a second to understand.
"That's pretty bitter-sweet, isn't it?" Sasuke asked her as he got to his feet.
"Well, yeah, but we can talk to each other. If you have any questions now is the time, tomorrow you may not be around to ask." Mika answered taking a seat on the bed.
"Well for starters, why is Neji calling you 'sama'? Why couldn't you talk or interact with me?" Sasuke said standing over her.
"Well the answers are simple. Neji is an ANBU of jonin rank, and so am I, but my position is higher than his, so. Now the second is, they thought if we talked we would be plotting your escape from here if the outcome was bad. The third is I haven't taken it off ever since you gave it to me. It's my treasure." Mika answered looking up at him with a smile.
"I didn't ask three questions." Sasuke said looking dumbfounded.
"I know, but you wanted to ask why I was still wearing this wristband. By the way that face makes you look like Naruto." She said holding up her wrist.
"Thanks. Anyway, it's your treasure?" Sasuke said taking her wrist in his hand.
"Yep, it reminds me of the good days."
Suddenly Sasuke pulled her off the bed and into a hug that would have crushed a normal person. His hand was rubbing her left shoulder. Mika wrapped her arms around him and buried her face in his chest to cover the fact that she was crying.
'I'm sorry. You know that this was a mistake, right?' Sasuke whispered in her ear.
"Of course, you didn't mean to stab me with the chidori. And I'm not being sarcastic." Mika muffled in his chest.
"Shoot!" Mika said pushing away from Sasuke.
She ran to the kitchen. "I need to get cooking."
"I can go without one meal, Mika." Sasuke said looking at her with a smirk. He knew she thought of it more as a crooked smile, and she loved it.
Mika looked at him. He could see that it worked.
She pretty much melted in his arms when he kissed her.
"I have three hours tops each time I came here." Mika said when the kiss was over. "It's been about an hour now."
After that Sasuke picked her up by the knees and carried her to the bed, where they just laid there. They couldn't make noise obviously.
Sasuke was playing with her hair. Mika was tracing the lines of his abs with her finger. Sasuke smelled the scent of sweet candy from her. For someone who hate sweet things, he love that smell.
"What is that smell?" Sasuke asked smelling her hair.
"It's my shampoo 'Panda Lily'."
"And it smells sweet?"
"I guess. I smell vanilla."
"How..?"
"It's special the smell is different to everyone who smells it. Sakura smells cotton candy, for example."
"Oh."
When the three hours where up there was a knock on the door.
'Mika-sama times up, time to go.'
Mika got up kissed Sasuke on the cheek and was out the door before Sasuke could sit up on the bed.
Sasuke was puzzled.
*Why did she leave in a hurry?*
That afternoon Mika walk in the door like she did in the morning.
She held her finger to her mouth telling Sasuke to stay quite, even after the door was closed.
She walked to the kitchen, made an hour-long-meal, and then set it on the table.
Sasuke looked at her questioningly.
"I didn't want them to think I was taking advantage of their kindness, and I didn't want you to say that you can skip another meal. Oh, to answer your question I left quickly so they didn't come in and see our situation." Mika said as Sasuke sat down and they both picked up a fork.
She ate with him.
Sasuke's mind kept going to the fact that this in their situation was like a date. He realized he was thinking just like Naruto when he gets a chance to be alone with Sakura.
Mika got up and did the dishes when they were done.
Sasuke offered to help dry and put them away.
So for an hour they did the dishes loudly so the guards couldn't hear them talking.
The three hours ended and Mika walked to the door just as the knocking came.
"Coming! Bye Sasuke, see you tonight." Mika said as she closed the door.
Sasuke had an idea.