Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto.
Pairings: InoXShika and onesided InoXSasuke
Author's Note: Thank you for all the wonderful reviews I got last chapter. Hope you enjoy this one too.
Chapter Two:
Confessions
Woolen blanket pulled tightly around her frail, delicate frame keeping her warm despite the salty ocean air dancing across her pale, flawless ivory skin. Standing upon the beach's sandy shore in the early morning, white dress wrinkled at the edges from seawater toying with the lace. Flaxen locks whipping wildly in the gusts of wind, entrancing violet irises framed by amber eyelashes stared off into the distance. "You swore to me," she whispered, tears beginning to brim, "You swore you would write to me." A firm hand upon her shoulder turned her around. Gradually, a single drop of salty fluid rolled down her flawlessly, blush decorated cheeks. Her voice raised itself again, "Why didn't you write to me?"
His raven locks of tussled hair occasionally hit his mysteriously alluring features, creating a sharp contrast. The man's onyx eyes bore into her own with intensity, unrequited passion as he took a step towards her, rain soaked body still warm to the touch as he wiped the tear away with a calloused hand. "I-I…," he chocked out through pale lips ebony orbs searching the distance.
"Exactly," she yelled dropping the blanket onto the ground, furious voice emitting from a pain-stricken face, "You don't love me anymore. I waited for you." Turning to stare off into the distant pale grey sky, she clenched her eyes shut, balling up her fists. "I waited every day…every single day," the blonde cried, voice raspy and achingly sincere, "But you never came. The letter never came. Not a single one."
Protective arms wound their way around her body, wet against her silken smooth skin. Bare shoulders tickled with long golden tresses, she pushed him away forcefully. His emotions surfaced with this simple action, eyes smoldering with hurt. "I still love you," he yelled at her, wind violently gusting at this moment, everything in perfect order. "P-please," the boy begged in his velvety voice, eyes pleading, "I-I…I still need you."
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"Cut!" the director yelled, "That was the one. Good job guys." The makeup crew walked over to Ino, re-powdering her face, smudging her mascara just a bit more. "That was inspirational," he declared to the entire crew, beaming with a bright smile, "When this hits theaters, it'll shoot straight to number one. Ten minute break, everyone."
"Sasuke," Ino called over to the boy in his chair, skimming his lines over once more, diligently memorizing everything – not that he hadn't already perfected each scene in practice reads. "We have one final scene before the movie is done filming, isn't that exciting?" she inquired, walking over to his side, faintly smelling his cologne.
He simply nodded and replied tersely, "Yes. It is." Putting down the thick packet of already memorized words, he turned to look at her. She could have sworn a sly smirk crossed his face for even a brief second, disappearing as soon as it appeared. "The kiss is the highlight of the entire movie," he stated calmly, chiseled features faintly sparkling with amusement, "It'll probably be the reason most people go to see it."
"No, I think there's a better reason," Ino told him, voice sultry as her bangs covered her left eye, "Every girl on the planet wants to see the famous, Sasuke Uchiha. The kiss gives them something to dream about." There was no doubt in anyone's mind that this movie would rake in millions. Just because this talented young star was the main role, there would assuredly be press coverage that would span the entire world. Named Sexiest Man Alive for the first time this year, Sasuke Uchiha, her co-star, was to die for. He was unattainable, and devilishly handsome. Nobody had ever so much as held his hand, let alone kiss him. This was his first staring role, surprisingly. But it wasn't a mystery when he stated in a press conference that this was the first script that had captivated him. Ino knew what that meant. It was a fancy way of announcing that the pay was higher, dramatically higher. Yes, this boy was every woman's desire, and Ino Yamanaka, the Sexiest Woman Alive, would get to full on make out with him in a romantic movie scene that would be played around the globe. She would be the envy of every female across the planet. That was enough to make her smile.
"Well then," Sasuke replied coolly, "I better not disappoint." Ino batted her eyelashes flirtatiously before waving a quick goodbye. She knew it was impossible for her co-star, the man she sought after with every fiber of her being, to disappoint anyone. Slipping a sweet piece of vanilla flavored candy into her mouth, the corners of her pale, luscious lips curled up into a smirk. No other thought had been so satisfying. She would kiss him. No, he would kiss her. Nothing had ever tasted so sweet.
"And action!" the director instructed. The cameras began to roll as the scene started.
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"You don't need me," Ino murmured at the boy, still facing the sea, "You never needed me." Lighting from the expensive machines cast a beautiful glow on her face, causing her sorrow to be amplified. Crying, she hiccupped. The woman's face remained wonderfully attractive even when tainted with tears. She spun around to face him, arms across her chest, fingernails digging into her skin, leaving pure white marks that turned pink, perfection now marred by lines.
"I came back for you," Sasuke yelled, "I need you more than anything. You are my everything." He walked up to her, one arm slipping around her waist, resting on her hip. Forehead leaning upon the top her head, he let one tear slip down before whispering tenderly, voice cracking, "I…love you." Tilting her head up to face him with his finger he closed his eyes briefly before she brought both hands up to his face, cradling it affectionately.
"I-I…," she stuttered as he leaned in to kiss her once innocently. She broke away to deliver her line. "I always loved you." Once again meeting his lips, she allowed the final tears to stream down her face before allowing arms to reach around his neck. The camera slowly zoomed out as the two actors intertwined their fingers, each giving a light laugh and smiling slightly, heads touching as both their eyes finally closed.
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"Cut!" the director yelled, "I think we have it!" The crew cheered.
Shuffle. Shuffle.
"Ms. Yamanaka," the brunette at his desk asked, dim lighting glinting in his glasses, notepad in his hands once more, "Good afternoon."
Shuffle. Shuffle.
"Dr. Nara," she greeted, taking a seat upon the chair in across from him, "How are you doing?"
"I am well," he answered, "Thank you. How are you today?"
Ino smiled. "I'm doing very well, thank you."
Shuffle. Shuffle.
The magazines fell upon the floor in a crumpled heap as she pushed all of them off the news stands, furiously, accidently scraping her hand upon the metal of the racks.
Shuffle. Shuffle.
"This is our second session, correct?" he questioned, simply making sure that his notes were organized properly before they began. Ino nodded. "Well," the doctor stated, "I am beginning to notice something strange about your appearance. It's unsettling really. Last time we met, your eyes were crystal blue. Now I understand from childhood pictures that it has always been your natural eye color. However, this time, your iris is deep green and it's changing to a violet color as we speak."
"Eye color changes occasionally," Ino answered, "My brother's eyes are naturally blue. Sometimes they turn a grey in color. It's nothing to worry about. It all has to do with the lighting in the room."
The brunette began to write something down quickly, never looking away from her. "This is different," he informed her, "I am aware that you do not wear contacts, yet your irises change drastically in color. Is there some sort of drug or medication you are taking?"
"Yes," she stated, "But it's just sleeping pills that I sometimes take if I've had too much coffee or tea. Sometimes I drink caffeine when I'm stressed after work."
Shuffle. Shuffle.
"Acting is your forte, no?" he inquired just as he did last week.
"It is," she replied, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, exposing a diamond earring.
"Then why is your lie so easy to detect," the boy asked rhetorically.
Shuffle. Shuffle.
"Maybe it's because of all the lies people have written about me in the tabloids," the blonde said, frowning, "Maybe it's because when people lie to me, it's always obvious."
"I see," he nodded, "Well, I do believe that these are some things in your industry that are normal. The tabloids and lies come with the fame. I do not see why they bother you as they do. It's peculiar how a celebrity such as yourself is affected by such trivial events. But, please, answer my question. What kind of drugs do you take?"
Shuffle. Shuffle.
The blood fell onto the covers of the tabloids, as she stepped on them violently. The papers ripped. She laughed.
Shuffle. Shuffle.
The reality of the answer caused her to pause for a moment before answering. "I…I really don't know." She sat there, and began to lean her head to one side. The actress was telling the truth.
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