Title: Wrong in Every Way
Prompt: Recipe
Summary: This was so wrong. The daughter of a wealthy noblewoman and the son of the head of the mafia shouldn't fall in love. It's a recipe for disaster. AU.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto
Rating: T
This was so wrong. Sending coded messages, sneaking out of the house, it was all so wrong. I shouldn't be doing this. Every fiber of my body was telling me to stop this, stop all of it. I'm the daughter of a wealthy noblewoman. I should have more sense than this! I should have better judgment! I shouldn't be thinking like a lovestruck teenager!
But…I can't help it. Every time I look into those eyes, every time I hear his gruff voice, I feel a need to break all the rules, break all the boundaries for him. With him, I care no longer. My whole world focuses on him, and him alone.
Sasuke Uchiha.
My Romeo. The one man I should have never, ever gotten myself involved with. The boy who should be taboo in my eyes. The son of the head of one of the biggest mafias in the world. The boy I shouldn't even be giving a second glance, much less one of love and admiration. The boy I am forbidden from seeing. The boy I should not be in love with.
The boy I can't help but love.
I open my window, peeking outside to check if anyone' watching. I hop onto the tree beside my windowsill, climbing down until I land on the ground. Although it's pitch black and I barely see the road signs, I don't need to check them any longer. I have long since memorized the directions to our secret meeting spot.
Left. A right at the next junction. Wait for the fourth stoplight, then right again. Turn left at the corner.
I sneak into the back of the alley of the building, cautiously checking around for anyone following me. I reprimand myself again, like I had done so many times before. I shouldn't be doing this. I should be better than this.
"You're late."
At the sound of his deep, gruff voice, my heart crumbles and my legs turn to jelly. All those excuses, all my resolve melt at the sound of his voice. Oh, the effect he has on me. I turn around to see his masculine form leaning on the brick wall, his arms crossed.
"Sasuke."
He grunts, and I stumble into his arms, my arms wrapping instinctively around his neck. As if some force were manipulating us, our lips connect and I moan. Oh, how I yearn for his touch. His being. Every fiber of me screams for him, for Sasuke. His touch electrifies me, and it's something I've felt so many times before, yet each time is different yet the same.
It's so confusing. He's so confusing. Our love is so confusing.
He pulls me roughly against him and I forget all my troubles as we continue kissing, conveying all our passion, all our love through our lips. I fist my hands in his hair and press my body even closer to his as his lips move down to my neck. I let out a little gasp of pleasure as he kisses me tenderly and captures my lips once again, leaving me breathless.
As I lean onto his chest, breathing in his scent and relishing, just relishing the time we have together, I tell myself again that this is wrong. It should be. There are a million ways this can go down, and all of them aren't pleasant. Because we aren't meant to be. I'm Sakura Haruno, the daughter of a wealthy nobleman, and he is Sasuke Uchiha, the son of a mafia leader.
Yet why does it feel so right to be together? Why does it feel as if we are one? Why does it feel as if I need him every minute, every second of my life?
He wraps his arms around me, placing his chin on my shoulder. I place my head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart. And we stand together against the wall, bathed in the moonlight in the presence of the night sky. The lovestruck couple that shouldn't be. The forbidden lovers. The Romeo and Juliet whose lives will end in tragedy.
Sasuke and I aren't meant to be. The two of us…we're just a recipe for disaster.
Yet I know we cannot part, and we will never part. Because I love him, and he loves me. And that is all we need. Nothing can ever stop our love.
"I love you, Sasuke."
"…I…I love you, Sakura."