Hello everyone,
I was not satisfied with chapter 9, so this one is a bonus for today.
Chapter 10 is rated M for sexual content.
We are slowly transitioning to a more prominent voice for Sasuke.
Hope you enjoy!
The occasion to have sex, finally happened.
And…of course it was Sakura. He had drank at a party. Of course, she had drank too. And like always she had come to him. So, that night, he thought… maybe? He knew her well after all, she was always around and she liked him? Why not?
The girl had took his hand, and had guided him through the house they were in. Then, in a small room, she had closed the door and she had gone down on her knees. She had started to suck him. It felt like forever-. but eventually after a while, he ended up hard. Sakura seemed so happy, he couldn't back off anymore. They had gone to the bed, and her skirt and panties had come down. Her mouth swollen, her eyes full of excitation, her breast hard under her small top.
She had open her legs, right there. And Sasuke had saw it.
He saw it.
How she was… the hole and everything.
And in one second he had fell flat right again.
She hadn't notice and he didn't know what to do. The girl -and him too- was already quite drunk, so his first reflex was too grab the bottle of Vodka he had brought with him, drink a lot of it, and pour it in the mouth of the pink-haired thought a hot kiss. She, of course, complied, like she was happy to be fed by Sasuke. She had grabbed him again with her hand -probably too drunk to notice he was flat- and had humped him.
It was then that he started to panic. He was too drunk to realize what was happening. She had open her legs more and had tried to push in him, but of course, the flat penis was in no shape to do any of that. Then he had stood up there, completely lost. Unable to get in...
Terrified with himself, un-able to control any of his movements, and embarrassed…. He couldn't do it. He then had push Sakura hard. She had fell of the bed, with a loud "thump". He had heard his named being screamed by the girl, as he ran, out of the house as far as he could. He running like his life was depending on it.
Humiliated and ashamed.
Scared and unsure.
That was definitely not a way to treat a girl… or anyone for that matter. At some point, he had stop feeling his legs, and his lungs had agreed, until he fell on the side road and started crying.
He was so ashamed.
He couldn't imagine what Sakura was thinking about him right now… what she would say about him the next day.
He was so panicked. Then he had took is phone as a reflex, and out of his small list of number he had called the one that seemed logical for him to contact.
She was the only one he could think would help.
Konan had came.
She was driving her car, and had even gone across the neiboughroug to try to find him. Until finally she had stop in front of the unmoved boy. His body had turned cold.
He remembered her kneeling on the ground next to him, and touching lightly his hair for a moment. After that, it was dark, only remembering the long ride in the unknown. His thought the only thing he had, not nice ones.
He then remember getting out of the black box, or something like that. He remember a dirty elevator, and the hard walk all the way to the studio.
He remember showering, unable to re-call if Konan had actually helped him or not. But he assumed not, because the girl was completely dry when she had welcomed him back in the small bedroom and had slowly and delicately dried his hair.
Then, he remember the hot cocoa cup that was put in his hand, and the comfy old couch he was sitting in in the minuscule apartment.
Once he was calmer and sober, she had asked him. And suddenly he was talking, talking like his life was depending on it. He didn't remember exactly what he had told her, but it sure was pretty much everything that had happened.
How scared he was at being so un-reactive to anything. How much the people around where all pressing to have sex. How much he wanted to get out of the house. Itachi, his mother, his father. How he knew that he was so abnormal. What he did to Sakura.
She had been utterly surprised at that time, and had told him with a scold that it was definitely not a way to treat another person. He had agreed. But she didn't press more. She probably knew how bad he felt about it.
Then, at some point, he had fallen asleep, and she had covered him with a pled before going back to the bedroom to sleep as well (well, it was like, almost the same room, just a curtain was separating the bed from the small living room, with the couch and the kitchen).
The next morning, he was woken up by the smell of eggs and beacon being cook. He had stood up, noticing the large sweatpants he was wearing, and the old looking t-shirt around his shoulder.
She had smiled to him and welcomed him. She looked like she just had woken up to. And she looked absolutely gorgeous.
Her purple hair, falling uncontrollably around her face. Her piercing on her chin. Her soft maroon eyes, and the gentle smile that was never leaving her lips. He felt thankful, and so at ease with her, in the small apartment.
"Thank you"
He almost didn't hear himself. Why was it so hard for him to say that. But, she had nodded, like she was understanding all the things he was trying to convey through those words, which was probably not as half as intense than what he felt, and she had invited him to sit at the counter, for him to eat as well.
They stayed in a nice silence. Just enjoying that Sunday morning. Then he had broke the silence.
"What do you think?"
His voice was low and a bit hoarded, but he felt like the girl had understood immediately.
"I'm happy you are safe. I was slightly worried yesterday when you called, I though you were hurt, somewhere. However, it doesn't really matter what I think, right?"
She paused, kindness in her eyes.
"What matters is what you think, Sasuke. Do not feel force to do things you are not ready to do yet."
"I feel… terrible… And Sakura…tomorrow"
"Yes, but there are many things you can do about it..."
"And what should I do?"
"The right thing?"
He looked at her, right in her soft eyes.
"I think you already know what that is." She continued "Do not lie to yourself… Those are the worse lies. You are both kids. Maybe she won't understand yet, and it will be hard… but one day she will"
He passed his hand in his hair, he felt so bad, but the calm nature of Konan was helping. He was still a bit worried, but well, Konan was right. What was done, was done. Nothing could chance that fact. Now he could only decide what to do about it and what he should do from now on. They were worse things in life. He was way too self-centered.
"Do you wanna do some music?"
"Hum? Oh.. euh, S-ure"
"Ok, I'll go take my guitar"
He had nodded.
"Hum, do you think I could charge my phone as well?"
"Of course, my charger is next to the bed."
He went, of course he had no battery, and then he just left the phone there.
He came back, and for an hour or too, he was playing some cords. Nothing felt better. Konan was teaching him tempo, and the electric object fitted so nicely handled by her hands.
A bit of Mark Koflner resonated in the room. Konan, admitted that she also had guilty pleasure to listen too, like John legend and Ed sheeran, for who she had a secret crush on. He had laugh slightly at that. But at the end, he felt nice.
When he finaly got back to his phone, his fingers were all slightly hurting.
Then he stoped an instant in front of the 14 messages that were appearing on his screen, as well as the 5 missed called.
He felt guilty in front of the messages and calls from Juugo, who was worried for him. He felt a bit weird about the 6 messages from Karin, who was obviously too drunk to know what she was writing. No, he definitely didn't want to hook up with her, but what worried him the most was the missed calls from Sakura.
He didn't even remember he had her number registered in his phone, but the fact wasn't that surprising. They knew each other for a while after all.
They would have to talk to her, that was for sure.
Also, his absence seemed to have been noticed at home. He breathed out.
First, he very much needed to reassure his mother and Itachi -well, his older brother probably wasn't that worried because he only left a very cold 'Mother wondering where you are, call her back'. He could definitely told her he had slept at a friend after the party right? That wasn't that weird, and that was very true.
He had said bye to Konan, and had call his mother, assuring her, nothing bad had happened, that he hadn't drink at all, and that he had just felt asleep at a friend after studying. She was relieved and he was not even scolded. It was not that weird after all.
Then Konan had proposed to drive him to the train station and he had thanks her again.
Being home was nice. But immediately the worries had come back. He had sat to his bed, and he contemplated calling Sakura. He hesitated a long time. It was better to have that discussion in silence rather than meeting in the corridor between two classes… where they would just make a show of themselves.
He went then, straight for it, clicking on the button before changing again his mind. At first, the long ringtone had made him hope she was not going to answer. Then he could have said he had tried. But of course, the pink hair girl was not like that.
"Mochi Mochi?"
"…"
"Mochi Mochi? Who's there?"
"Hum, Sakura, it's…"
"SASUKE! You called! I'm so happy!"
Big movements where suddenly heard on the other side of the phone, some screaming as well. Oh No, another voice, she wasn't alone! Nooo. Nooo. Couldn't do.
"Hum, Am I bothering?"
"Absolutely not! I am so happy you called! I was worried when we didn't see you this morning at the house!"
"Well… by the way… about that…"
"Yes! Oh, my god, Sasuke, that was sooo good!"
What…?
"Wh-"
"Yes! It was almost hard to believe it was your first time? It was right?"
"Bu-"
"YEs! I am sorry I was too drunk!"
"What… Sakura, what are you talking ab-?"
"Well… The sex of course! I had the best night of my life! I am so happy you called, I was so worried you hadn't liked it when I woke up alone this morning! But of course, I guess, you had to go home! You are such a good person, you couldn't stay that long, I understand! Your mother might have been worried."
What the hell was happening? What was that. And since when Sakura knew his mother?
"Saku-"
"I loved it so much Sasuke! We really need to do that again! I-"
He cringed.
Why was this girl so… huff.
Calm, he should calm.
He needed to understand what was happening.
Sakura thought they had sex?
What? Did they do it at the end?
Was he too drunk?
Was it why he didn't remember?
That didn't make sense…. He needed to talk to her. But, why the hell was this girl always talking non-sense to him so much. He was having an headache right now.
"…And, I am so happy you called back! That means you wanted to hear my voice, right?! It means you liked it as well! We had such a great time Sasuke!, I-"
"Sakura, stop interrupting me."
The girl shut up. Finally. He calmed his tone, talking with more gravity. He needed to understand what had happen… and then apologize. He couldn't be mean again. Not on this, not this time. It had been a bad idea to use the phone. He needed to have a real face to face conversation.
"Let's have lunch together tomorrow, okay, I need to ask you something important"
"Oh God! Oh… Abso-Absolutly! Tomorrow, of course! I , I'll prepare a bento for both of us! Oh! YEs, bye!"
"Wait, no need for-"
He couldn't believe it. The girl had hang up on him. He threw violently the phone to the bed. He was pissed. Well, he absolutely needed to calm down. Some nice breathing exercise should be enough, and a bit of martial art training would help.
Then he stood up, and while he was getting close to his yoga carpet an awful little thought made his way to his head.
Sakura… hadn't got the wrong idea from that, right? The lunch tomorrow? She…
Well… it didn't really matter, he would be able to clear everything up the next day anyway.
Nothing bad was going to happen.
He just had to apologize.