Mika woke up suddenly, certain that she had heard a soft knock at her bedroom door. She looked over at the door in question, wondering whether she had been dreaming, but there came another knock which made her pull the bedclothes up to her chin, her expression worried as she called out nervously.
'Come in…' she watched as the dark green door slowly opened, creaking a little, to reveal Sasuke standing in silence just watching her steadily. 'Sasuke?' she asked, frowning slightly at him. 'What are you doing here? How did you get in?'
'The door was open.' he answered, walking slowly forwards getting closer and closer to her bed. 'You don't mind, do you?' She shook her head, noticing his rather blank expression as a small smile crept onto his handsome lips. He stopped about a yard before he reached her bed, still watching her intently but not saying anything more. As she watched him, uncomfortably aware that she had nothing to say to him, he suddenly grasped the bottom of his dark t-shirt and pulled it up and over his head, making the young girls eyes widen in shock.
He dropped it silently as he continued towards her bed, before climbing on elegantly as she felt the mattress ease slightly in his direction. Her breath was coming in short gasps and her hands were trembling as she watched the shirtless boy crawl slowly towards her, lust in his handsome eyes while he took her in.
'Sasuke, what are you doing?' she asked finally as he sat back on his ankles, his knees touching her toes at the end of her bent legs. 'Since when do you-'
'Are you complaining?' he asked still smiling alluringly, a playful eyebrow raised as she shook her head a little, a miniscule smile sneaking it's way onto her features.
He leaned forwards and pressed his soft lips against hers, feeling her swiftly melt into him, making him smile and kiss her harder. She lifted her arms up and wrapped them around his bare neck, taking in the delicious feeling of his skin and his familiar smell which she loved. She felt him pull away gently, making her whimper piteously, and watched through droopy eyelids as he slid his shorts off and chucked them ungraciously over his shoulder and onto her floor. She moved forwards onto her knees and leant towards him as he placed his warm hands on her hips and their lips were united again, her arms outstretched as her elbows leaned on his shoulders and both their eyes closed. She felt as his lips slowly parted, tweezing hers along with his before he softly passed his affectionate tongue over her lips, inviting her to follow his lead which she did. Their tongues moved together in an intimate twist as she felt Sasuke's loving fingers move up and down her back, moving gradually further and further down in the direction of her bottom. She felt him push her gently back so that she was leaning up against the wall at the top of her bed and then snapped her eyes open as she felt him nudging his way between her legs, delicately prising hers open. She pulled away and looked at him with innocent shock, silently asking what he was doing.
'Don't you want to?' he asked, an anxious look on his handsome face as he leaned back, sitting on his ankles again. 'I just thought that this might make our…' he paused, psyching himself up to say the dreaded word. '…relationship a bit better.' Mika blinked nervously as she continued to gaze over at him, unsure of what she wanted.
'I've never done this before.' she whispered apprehensively, feeling her features mould themselves around her emotion. She watched as he smiled kindly at her, giving her a strange sense of security which she had never felt before.
'Me neither.' he admitted, shrugging a little as a tiny blush crept onto his cheeks, the first since he had come in. There was a pause. Mika didn't know what was going to happen, were they just going to forget about this and go on the way they had been? She didn't think she could possibly go back to that; not after tonight, that was for sure. She knew she wouldn't be able to, and she doubted he would either. 'Do you trust me, Mika?' he asked, looking deep into her dark hazel eyes which could have been mistaken for black except that the lighter bits were so stunning.
He was leaning forwards again, inching gradually closer to her, their faces were almost touching when he stopped. She nodded uncertainly and he leaned forwards to brush his lips over hers. She let herself lie back as he lifted himself above her, his fingers prising between her pelvis and her sleeping shorts, the elastic in the waistband twisting delicately around itself as he progressively pulled the fabric down. She could feel the soft skin of his fingers slowly heading further and further down, his tongue still massaging hers as both their breathing became heavy, coming in short hesitant gasps as though they weren't sure whether they were still allowed to breathe. He pulled her shorts elegantly off her feet and let them tumble down the side of the bed to land in a heap not far from his shirt, and started pulling his boxers down apprehensively. She could feel the fabric gradually receding along her leg and before long it was gone completely, leaving the skin of their thighs to rub deliciously together. She looked down at their legs nervously but she felt his slightly clammy hand on the lower right side of her face, gently leading her to look straight into his deep, steely blue eyes.
'Do you trust me?' he asked again and this time it was clear that he was almost as nervous as she was, his eyes darting from her left to her right, the same as hers. She tilted her head up and placed her trembling lips on his, feeling the hand which had been lifting her face slip down her arm and slide beneath the small of her back, lifting her a little.
Suddenly there was a loud crash, forcing Mika to snap her eyes open again. Sasuke wasn't there. Neither were any of the clothes he had taken off of himself, and her pyjama shorts were still firmly around her waist. She groaned miserably when she saw that Surplus had knocked over her jug which had contained water, which was now all over the floor; the cat looked sheepish in the corner, one of its ears drooping with all the water which had landed on it.
Mika sighed unhappily as she lay back down again, taking in her surroundings. Her room was as it should be: the bedside table with a clock and a couple of photos including the one she had taken from her late brothers bedroom of the two sibling when she was very young, one of her and Sasuke they had taken before she had realised who she was, and one of her entire family. The cupboard was where it should be in the right hand corner of the room and the door was still firmly closed directly opposite her.
'It was all a dream.' she said to Surplus as he hopped onto her lap and preceded to start cleaning himself, rubbing his droopy and wet ear to try and dry it off. 'It was all just a dumb dream.' she repeated, settling back down in the downy pillow and deciding she would clean up the spilt water the next day. 'I hate dreams. They pretend things aren't the way they are.' Surplus purred quietly from his position on her lap.