I woke up the next day drenched with sweat. My shirt was soaked around the top.. I pick up my phone and check the forecast. "UGH! A heat wave! This isnt gonna go too well today." I sit up on the couch and run my hand through my hair.

Sasuke walked down the stairs. I observed what he was wearing. He wasn't wearing a shirt to start it off. He was also wearing tight black fleece jogger sweatpants. He walked right past me. He waved his hand. I waved back. He walked into the kitchen.

I searched through my bags for my black sports bra. Sasuke was standing behind me when I pulled it out my bag. He stood there pretending to scroll through something on his phone. I turned around when I realized he was doing tbe exact opposite. He was blushing. I stared at him for a minute before he realized I was giving him the death stare.

He walked upstairs as if he wasn't doing anything wrong. I flicked a rubber band at him. It popped his arm. His head snapped in my direction. "Pervert." I said inhesitantly. I set my outfit for the hot day next to me so he wouldn't get another glance at it. He shrugged before walking upstairs with an ice pack.

I'm trying to keep distance with Sasuke with my tight black dance shorts and black sports bra on. I tied my hair into a high ponytail. I stand in the kitchen drinking Sprite. 'That shower felt good. I just wish he has a pool. Probably a kiddie pool. Just to get through the heat.' There was a knock at the backdoor across the kitchen. I cleared my throat and made it a little higher. "Just a minute!" I quickly ran upstairs. I knocked on Sasuke's door rapidly. He answered annoyed as ever. "What do you want?" I looked in the direction of the stairs. "Someone is at your backdoor." He grabbed a shirt and walked out his room.

He questioned before answering. "Who is it?" A deep voice answered. "It's the F.B.I. open up. We have a few questions for you Mr. Uchiha." I was going to run and hide. He shook his head. "Don't." He opened the door to peek. Naruto, Shikamaru, and Kiba stood there at the door laughing. Sasuke glared at the three. "What do you want?" Naruto stepped back. "Ok! It was a joke. I was wondering if you two want to come out today. We were planning to go to the beach." The blonde beamed after asking. "Hm. Fine. I'll go. We burned and deleted her file anyways. It's hot in here anyways." I stepped into the doorway. "Hi. Was there something you wanted to ask me?" Naruto rubbed his neck and blushed. He smiled nervously. Shikamaru and Kiba had their jaws dropped. I looked at them confused. "Um...is there something wrong?" Kiba raised an eyebrow. "We would actually expect a female to cover up a bit more. Especially when living with a guy." I shrugged. "So? Okay and? I'm hot and feeling a bit cooler like this." Naruto cut in. "Well, nevermind that. Do you want to go down to the beach with us later?" I nodded. "Sure why not?" He smiled. "Great! We'll pick you two up at 2 o'clock! See ya' later." They walked away. Sasuke closed the door and stared at me seriously. "Why did you choose to wear that?" I irritatedly heaved a sigh. "I was obviously hot! It's burning in here! I can't walk around shirtless like a damn boy so what do you think?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "You look like a horny teen on spring break." My face went red with anger. I poked his chest with every remark I threw at him. "For one thing, I am a teenager! 16 to be exact! Two! How do you know what that is and means?! Mr. Stick-In-Ass!" He scoffed. "It is how it sounds. Besides, I actually know how to have fun. I just choose not to. Anyways, I'm about to go and get a few items. Goodbye. This discussion is over." He waved as he put his shoes on and walked out the front door.

'I'm gonna investigate that room of his.' I thought as the lock clicked. I slowly crept up the stairs. I opened the door to his bedroom. I stepped into his walk in closet and closed the door behind me. I looked at the closet. Just regular things were in there. Shoes, hangers, a few boxes, clothes, etc. I grab a gray cardboard box from a shelf. It had pictures of people. Some I recognized. But. They were dead. 'Danzo, Itachi, a bunch of samurai and towns people? Why does he have these? What's under here? Files of the same people.' I gasp at the stamps on them. Over the papers were huge red letters reading "DEAD" or "KILLED". I hurried and put the pictures in the box. "No. This can't be. I must be hallucinating because of the heat." I whisper to myself as I turn the knob.

Only to find that it was locked. I panic in the situation. "No! This can't be happening!" I slam my shoulder into the door. I fall back onto my butt. I hold my shoulder. I kick the door. It doesn't even budge. "I'm not scared of dying in here of a heat stroke. I'm scared of how Sasuke will punish me for being in his room and disobeying him!" (I just realised how Rated R that sentence was.) I grabbed one of the leather belts Sasuke has. I twisted it around the knob and pulled. It didn't open.

My hazel eyes went as big as saucers when I heard a door downstairs open. I rushed to hide in one of the places Sasuke kept his coats and cloaks.

'AHA! I found it!' I stepped in and closed the door behind me. I stepped behind the long dark clothing.

Not even five minutes later I heard the closet door creak open easily. I looked through the small slits in the door to see. Sasuke was sitting on a vanity stool next to my hiding spot. 'Just. Fucking. Great.'

I felt like I was being burned in between the thick cloaks. I breathed softly. I quietly backed into the dark space as Sasuke reached for the door I was standing behind. He opened the door. He couldn't see me. For now anyways. My nose itched. I attempted to fight the urge to sneeze. The sneeze was building up. I couldn't control it. 'NO! DON'T SNEEZE YOU DUMB ASS!' I let it rip. "ACHOO!" Sasuke was already about to walk back out the space. He pulled a kunai out, prepared to battle. He moved aside the wall of clothing I was hiding behind.

I nervously chuckled. "I have an explaination for this. So before you get angry--AAHH!" Sasuke grabbed a fistful of my hair and dragged me out his room. My head felt as if on fire. "Sasuke! Please! I'm sorry! I didn't to--" He didn't listen. He saw as he saw. That's all that matters to Sasuke. He let go of my hair when we reached a large navy blue painted room.

He watched in disgust as I touched the section of hair he dragged me with. I felt tears in my eyes wanting to form. But I couldn't cry. I wanted to. But I just couldn't force it.

I looked up at the Uchiha towering over me. He spoke in an irritated and disgusted voice, as if I was scum or a waste of his time. "Little whores like you desrve to be punished. I told you once. You couldn't even follow those simple instructions. You need to learn. I have a great idea of how you will cherish the lesson as if life itself."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Sorry for being out so long. I just have been drowning in schoolwork lately. Pretty sure you will understand.