So I finally decided to do the second part to this trilogy. I've been really for reviews and I am so grateful to the little I receive and I just love the feedback so I have decided to put you guys out of your misery and continue this story.!

Oh fyi, I have another song based story floating in my noggin so hopefully before 2011 you guys will see it. At the end of this trilogy I will give a sneak preview so plz tell me what ya think when u see it. Thnx much XOXO

Sasuke's POV

This morning, you wake, a sunray hits your face
smeared makeup as we lay in the wake of destruction
hush baby, speak softly, tell me you're awfully sorry that you
pushed me into the coffee table last night so I can push you off me

The aftermaths of our fights were the climax of our relationship to me. I hated perfection so much it sickens me to look at it. I am seen as the perfect guy, smart good looking and rich. That's what everyone saw in me but her. She sees my flaws and embraces me with open arms. She knows the depth or corruption I am capable of and yet she still loves me. She's not the most beautiful of girls, in fact some would even say that she is plain looking, but to me, seeing her with her tearstained face, makeup melted and nose a blotchy red, I have never felt so much love at anything else. Whenever we fight there is a lot of destruction in its wake. Lots of liquor and most definitely lots of hot angry sex. The morning after our fight I would wake to her softly calling to me apologizing, trying to hug me and it felt so sickeningly sweet I pushed her off in disgust. Doesn't she know me by now?

try and touch me so I can scream at you not to touch me
run out the room and I'll follow you like a lost puppy

baby, without you, I'm nothing, I'm so lost, hug me
then tell me how ugly I am, but that you'll always love me

The worst she could ever do after I shout at her is to run from me or ignore me. For all my perfection to the outside world to my family I am seen as the second fiddle to my perfect older brother. That's where my hatred for perfection stems from, or so said the psychiatrist I used to see when I was 14 before I fucked her senseless during of our sessions and her boss walked in o find me soaking her face with my cum. Fucking bitch. But to Sakura I am always number one, even after she met Itachi. So for her to walk away from me is a like a swift kick in the gut, and I would end up following her like a lost puppy, stalking her like a shadow. Because when it's all said and done without her I am nothing, lost and without aim or purpose. Everyone always thinks that she is the one dependent on me, but the truth is I NEED HER.

then after that, shove me, in the aftermath of the
destructive path that we're on, two psychopaths but we
know that no matter how many knives we put in each other's backs
that we'll have each other's backs, cause we're that lucky
together, we move mountains, let's not make mountains out of molehills,
you hit me twice, yeah, but who's counting
I may have hit you three times, I'm startin' to lose count

No matter how much times we hurt each other, there is always that sick sense of longing and love that allows for us to forgive each other. The first time I hurt her was with that blond friend of her's, Ano, Mino or something like that. When she found out Sakura and I were an item she said she had something important to tell me behind the stands of the gym, something concerning Sakura and I thought what the heck, she is after all her best friend. What I did not expect was for her to tell me that Sakura was so wrong for me and that she was better, that I should leave Sakura for her. I looked at her and saw what everyone else saw, a pretty blonde with a perfect figure and an award winning smile and something inside me snapped. I wanted to dirty her, I wanted to ruin this perfect little blonde bitch who called herself Sakura's bestfriend. I told her if she wanted me she would have to suck my cock. She looked at me with a coy expression that probably did wonders to the other boys but made me angrier just seeing it. For a reply she dropped to her knees unzipped my pants and pulled my dick out. She looked at it shocked by the size and immediately started to suck it. She was very good with her hand and mouth and in no time I felt that tingle that I was close, but then I felt that other tingle that one that travelled all the way down my spine letting me know Sakura was close by and looking up from the view of the bitch sucking me, I saw the back of Sakura running and knew she saw this. Angry I pulled out my dick and splattered my cum all over the bitch's face, hair and clothes. But it wasn't enough so I pushed until I felt it, and pissed all over and well. When I was done all I saw was dirty little blonde slut looking up smiling in my face. She asked if this meant that we were together and I just laughed in her face. I told her I wouldn't condescend to be seen in public with skum like her and after zipping myself up left to find Sakura.

After that incident we fell more and more in love. The first time we fought in college she hit her hard across my face. She was furious for I had been sleeping with one her friends behind her back. The girl apparently wanted more than sneaking and thought by telling Sakura she would get it. But she would learn like they all do that no matter what happened even if I ended up fucking you I would come back home to make love to Sakura, because at the end of the day she has my heart in the palm of her hands. The first time I hit haunts me to this day. I was so angry after seeing that boy touch her. It wasn't the last time but each time I see the results of my hands on her body and cold dread fills me and I can't help but wonder, what kind of monster am I?

but together, we'll live forever, we found the youth fountain
our love is crazy, we're nuts, but I refused counseling
this house is too huge, if you move out I'll burn all two thousand
square feet of it to the ground, ain't shit you can do about it
with you I'm in my fucking mind, without you, I'm out it

Naruto had been witness to one of fights having spent the night after going to a party close by and getting pissed drunk. He was shocked at what he saw and heard and recommended I do counseling because he knows us so well and know that I am the source of most of problems. The one time I saw her packing to leave me I was so scared, so terrified I threatened to burn everything down because it meant nothing without her. Because with her I might seem slightly unhinged but without her I a fucking crazy, deranged, psychotic, because she owns me, body, mind, heart and soul.