It took a moment for Uren to recover her breath, but once she had she moved away, stepping backwards visibly. "What...what do you want?" Despite her best efforts to keep her voice calm, it came out shaky. Sasuke's scent was all around her; it was like aniseed, the sweet smell delightful. But she didn't like it. This was her room, not his, and she would be damned before she let him even imply he was the dominant one in this situation. Rousing herself, Uren pushed past Sasuke and sat herself upon her bed, refusing to look at him. "Just because I have no door does not mean you are free to walk in at any time," she said coldly. "What do you want?" Sasuke didn't reply, unnerving Uren. The girl looked over at him, her braid swishing, to see he was simply staring at her, some of his fingers upon his lips. His lips looked soft and welcoming as he pushed his fingers against them, but Uren wasn't allowing herself to think things like that. Oh hell no was she. She darted her head forward to imply he should either speak or leave. "I came to see how you are," Sasuke said quietly. It irritated her so much that he was so calm? Shouldn't he be furious at the world? Wasn't his main aim in life revenge? How could one stay so calm in the face of such heated rage within themselves? Uren's resentment for Kabuto suddenly bubbled up and she found herself raising her voice. "Well I'm fine, see? Now you if you would just leav-" Sasuke was suddenly right in front her, he leant down so that their eyes were level, the tip of his nose just bumped against her's. "All I did was stop that guy from annoying you," he murmured, his dark depths searched Uren's eyes. His delicate eyebrows pulled down into a confused frown as he next spoke, the warmth of his breath so achingly close to Uren's lips. "I don't understand why you suddenly ran off." Uren could feel her breath hitching, her eyes darted down to Sasuke's lips and then back to his eyes. It was too uncomfortable staring into those onyx orbs. His eyes seemed heated from beneath; metal red hot to the touch. She felt her eyes slipping to the side, focusing on the wall as she spoke. "Yeah well, you don't seem to understand a lot of things," she grumbled back. Sasuke's arms suddenly settled down on the bed next to her, moving the mattress down near her hips. The intensity in the room grew. "Well, why don't you explain what I'm not understanding?" Each word was deliberate. Uren watched his lips as he spoke, but she refused to answer. He was playing games...that was all, she assured herself of this. There was a while of silence and then Sasuke withdrew slightly, they were still close, but their noses were no longer touching. He cocked his head. "What's wrong Uren?" he questioned and he genuinely sounded like he wanted to know. Uren paused and her eyes locked with his.

"Did you know my sister?"
The words were out of her mouth before she had the chance to say them. Sasuke's facial expression didn't change, except for a slight quirk of his eyebrows. The Uchiha drew himself back further, but his eyes still remained entrapped within her's. "Guren? Yes," his answer was without emotion. "I don't think she was a fan of mine though." "No," Uren agreed thoughtfully. "And...that's the thing, isn't it?" Sasuke crossed his arms and looked down on her. "What do you mean?" he questioned. "My sister...she...she hated you and I..." Uren trailed off. "You...what?" Sasuke prompted, his voice more gentle than Uren had ever heard. Still, the girl refused to answer and so eventually Sasuke had to speak. "Yes...Guren was never a friend of mine," he conceded. "But that was down to Orochimaru's doing, not mine. If you're worried that I somehow mistreated her or was cruel to her...I wasn't. I didn't have time for people then...nor do I have time for people now. At least..." he paused and Uren slowly lifted her head to see that he was smiling at her; it was a confused sort of smile as if he was puzzled as to the reason behind it, but he was smiling nonetheless and it made Uren's heart swell. "I didn't think I did,"
Uren could feel an unattractive blush consuming her face and she ducked her head once again. "Why are you asking me about your sister now, though?" Sasuke inquired. "You could have asked within the first few moments of meeting me, were your truly curious." Uren stalled and thoughts of Kabuto ran through her head. "...Kabuto said something."
Sasuke's face became stony. "Kabuto says a lot of things," he commented dryly. "Most of it is not to be trusted."
Uren nodded and scratched at her palms for a while. "Do you know what happened to my sister?" she asked after a moment of silence, and when she looked up, her eyes were full of hope.
Sasuke looked down back at her, unblinking. "What did Kabuto say to you?" he asked quietly.