<p>“Sssassuke-kun…sstahp..ppuh..pleassse…”</p><p>Another throaty moan escaped the luscious lips of the young girl when the man on top of her continued trailing wet kisses around her neck and shoulder. Being entranced in the lovely forest-musk of the young prodigy made it really hard for her to decline his advances. But deep down in her mind, she knew that this isn’t right and she must stop..She must not give in to her temptations…Unfortunately, her attempts to force him off of her turned out to be futile as the boy didn’t even budge.</p><p>If anything, the girl’s resistance made his actions even more fervent and he bit down hard onto the pulse near her shoulder, making her gasp in ecstasy. Although his complete body was hurting and he was in no state to perform any strenuous activities, he didn’t stop. He didn’t want to…Afterall, there was a time when this is exactly what she had desired from him. So then why is she declining it now?</p><p>“Sassss…” The girl tried to make another attempt but the words died down on her pouty pink lips as they were captured into a bruising kiss by the groaning Uchiha survivor.</p><!– more –><p>“Nnnnh..” She sobbed, “no..no…stop..stop..please..” In her dazed state, the girl managed to channel chakra into her palms and pushed the brooding young man away from her. He fell onto the other half of her bed, panting heavily.</p><p>As soon as he regained his composure, a scowl began developing on his face and he glared at her. Merely five minutes ago, the Uchiha had been staggering like a deadman towards the Village Hidden in the Leaves. He had even fought those two gate-guards and numerous other anbus to enter through the gates of the village. And mind you, he didn’t face all of these hardships to get rejected by a very annoying, pink-haired kunoichi! Surely he had expected heart-warming embraces and skin-tingling kisses. But rejection? No. Never…Uchihas don’t take no for an answer.</p><p>Grasping at the hem of her lacy, pink nightgown, he asked in a tight tone, “Why?”<br>
She looked away from his angry expression and whispered sorrowfully, “Because..<i>you</i> are not real…”</p><p>The glare in his onyx irises intensified, “What?!”</p><p>“Because this is just another figment of my imagination…Because in the end..this is all just a dream…” She whispered in a broken sort of tone as a tear glided down her cheek.</p><p>The Uchiha stared at that teasing pink, lacy material as he spoke in a gruff tone, “Glad to hear that I’m still a part of your dreams”, he paused midway to smirk and stated, “..but <i>this</i> is reality.”</p><p>“No!” The pinkette yelled, “No, no, no! This cannot be real. And you know why?” She laughed drily, “It’s because every single night, when I go to sleep, you breach into my dreams and begin kissing my lips. And just like every other night, I push you off of me and tell you that it’s all just a dream. We have this same argument in each of my dreams and then..when I close my eyes..you..you disappear…you leave…you leave me alone but only after tormenting my feelings…So just…just stop messing with my dreams, okay?! And stop being so, so…loving..when infact you only hate me!” She requested in frustration, tears now freely flowing-down her porcelain cheeks.</p><p>The brooding youngster was slightly taken aback by the sad confession of his former teammate. In the past, he had always hurt her with his rude remarks but he didn’t realise that he is still doing the same even after leaving her behind on that fateful night on a cold bench. He never knew that he had been causing her distress by his sudden appearances in her dreams. And now, he has hurt her once again. But this time not only verbally but physically as well. He had stepped inside her house uninvited, entered her room without permission and just began taking advantage of her. He really <i>is</i> a jerk!</p><p>“Sakura” he called her name in his deep, husky-tone to intimidate her, “I’m real. <i>This is real</i> .“</p><p>She began shaking her head from side-to-side in discord and closed her teary-eyes. “No, Sasuke-kun, you are not real…this..this is just a dream..this is just a dream..this is just a dream…” She kept chanting to herself.</p><p>But the moment she fluttered her eyes open, she was disappointed to find out that nothing had changed at all. The Uchiha was still there, lying casually on her satin bed sheets, eyeing her with specks of concern. She tried switching between closing and opening her eyes for a while but it didnot work, for nothing changed except for the eyes of her ex-teammate. They were now blazing crimson in the dimly-lit room. And it is in this moment that realisation dawned-upon her. <i>This really isn’t a dream.</i> She realised that she isn’t dreaming and that every moment of <i>this</i> is a reality that she will always find hard to believe. And with that realisation settled in her mind, her eyes began widening as she stared at the battered condition that the Young Uchiha Patriarch was in.</p><p>“Sasuke-kun! You’re injured!” She gasped, “and-and you’re real injured and- Oh My God!”</p><p>Immediately she scooted closer to him to remove the white bandages from his forehead. The boy quirked a brow at her sudden change in behaviour and his eyes faded back to their original shade of greyish-black.</p><p>“It’s okay! I-I know you’re real…just..just take-off your vest.” She requested with a blush marring her facial features. She knew how inappropriate her words must be sounding to him as they had been making-out just a few moments ago but in order to heal his wounds, she will have to examine them properly. So she patiently waited for him to carry-out her request. The 17-year old young man gave her another confused-glance before finally tugging-off his black vest and the bandages wrapped around his torso.</p><p>Her eyes couldn’t stop themselves from ogling at his chiselled form and she had to try really hard to focus. Finally after taking a long breath and releasing it, she began inspecting his partially-healed injuries. Having done that, she placed her small palms on the taut-flesh of his chest and started with the task of mending his wounds. It only took her some 10 minutes and when she smiled-up at him after the completion of her job, she found that he had been staring at her all throughout the time, confusion still brimming his eyes.</p><p>“In my dreams I am able to erase your presence whenever I try hard..but..but I couldn’t do it this time, which means you are real…” She said, answering his unasked query.</p><p>“And..you never use your Sharingan in my dreams.” She added a second later while re-checking his body for any other wounds she might’ve missed.</p><p>“I fought against Deidara of the Akatsuki.” He didn’t know why but he felt compelled to tell her.</p><p>“And then..you decided to come here?” She asked uncertainly.</p><p>Did he decide to come here? Who knows? Atleast <i>he</i> doesn’t. He is still intrigued by his own actions.</p><p>“I barely managed to survive his trump card— the C-4 bomb.” He spoke, ignoring her question, “My team arrived at the right time and took me to a small hut that we had rented in that small village. They are the ones who cleaned and bandaged my wounds.” He explained, his enigmatic-eyes resting upon her swollen lips.</p><p>“Oh!” She uttered with disappointment, knowing that he has deliberately ignored her question.</p><p>The entire room went quiet after that as no more words were exchanged between the two reunited teens. The pinkette was well-aware of the intent gaze of a pair of onyx eyes and also knew that her companion wouldn’t be speaking anytime soon. So instead of giving him the same treatment in return, she chose to break the awkward silence developing between them, “You know, we had also headed-out with a big team in search of you. We even heard an explosion in the forests but by the time we reached the location, you were already gone. So Kakashi-sensei ordered us to return to Konoha.”</p><p>She then smiled bitterly, “But now…after some 20 hours, you are here, lying right next to me on my bed, inside my house.” She spoke in a brittle-tone, trying to make herself believe this fact.</p><p>Sasuke sighed at her choice of words. Even if she has accepted his presence here, a part of her still considers this to be nothing more than just another one of her wildest dreams. And he clearly knows that he is the one to blame. So for once in his life, he decided to kick his pride away and prove her wrong by yanking at her hand to pull her towards himself. With a yelp, she fell on top of him, her head resting flush against his chest. She could hear the throbbing of his heart which made her face redden yet again. Ignoring the stiffening of her muscles, he scowled and passed a hand through her short mane of pink strands.</p><p>“You know..you really are annoying.” He told her.</p><p>She squeaked at the strokes of his long fingers through her hair and nodded her head, “I-I know…”</p><p>“…but..why are you here Sasuke-kun? A-And why did you k-kiss me?” A huge blush tainted her face when she asked that.</p><p>“Hn..” He responded, watching her bite her lower lip in nervousness. Her chewing action reminded him of how good those soft, plump lips had felt when they were placed against his own a few minutes ago and unconsciously, he licked his lips in a slow motion, eyes intently watching her. He didn’t know if it was an impulse or plain desire for contact but he lowered his head down and once again..their lips met. He groaned at the pleasure that coursed through him because of that simple act of love and crushed her into him. His hands on the other hand, began sneaking-up her thighs and disappeared beneath that flimsy material of her gown.</p><p>“I came here to see you…because I..” He paused to catch his breath and started nibbling on her lower lip, asking for permission. The action caused her to sensually arch into him and gasp. Seizing the chance, he advanced his tongue inside her mouth, making her tangle her fingers into his raven locks. She tucked at his hair, making him release a low grunt of approval and he pressed further into her if that is even possible. This is what he sees in her…This is what no other girl but she has…This…this acceptance…She always accepts whatever he has to give without any complaints or demands…And so, he wants to retain as much of her affection as he physically can because he has fought against an actual akatsuki and barely managed to survive.</p><p>And he also knows that the next battle will be the most awaited moment of his life, the moment for which he has always prepared himself for, the moment when he crosses paths with his older brother again…</p><p>When he had killed Orochimaru and formed team Hebi to track down and defeat his brother, he had been extremely determined. But now, just after facing a single akatsuki, he is feeling all that confidence waver and those shameful thoughts of possible ‘what ifs’ have started clouding his mind. What if he fails? What if he meets his brother again but is unable to defeat him? What if he is the one who loses in that battle and dies? What if he is never able to return?…</p><p>“Why me?…why..why not…why not Naruto?” She asked amidst their heated kissing-session.</p><p>Whilst still stroking the milky skin of her thighs, he inched his palms further-up her petite waist in slow teasing motions, finally halting on their arrival at her ample bosom. He paused in his erotic actions to reluctantly wrench his lips away from her’s and have a view of that hazy-look in her eyes. Satisfied that she was responding to his titillations, he slipped his fingers beneath the thin fabric of her bra and began massaging those perky mounds. He wants to give this to her— a token of the emotions that he has always kept bottled-up in his heart in order to focus on his revenge. He wants to please her as much as he can. He doesn’t love her, not yet…But he is sure that if he curtails his hatred to some extent, he <i>will</i>fall for her. This is exactly why he is doing this..He wants to leave his mark (an everlasting mark) on her…He wants to claim her before anyone else can…</p><p>If this had been some other day, some other time, maybe he would’ve thought about taking things in a slow pace. He would’ve asked her out on a proper date and they would’ve shared a few chaste kisses before finally ending-up in a bed. But sadly, there is no time for such small things in his life. He has a revenge to take care of and he knows that vengeance will be the end of him. He will undoubtedly clash against his brother. Everyone knows this. But no one knows about his fears. No one knows that as the time for this inevitable battle is approaching him, he is feeling more and more terrified. He is having second thoughts about whether he’ll be able to defeat him or not. Thus, he wants to devote all of himself to her inviting form.</p><p>He bent down to lick her ear-lobe and whispered in a smoky-tone, “I came..to see you..because Naruto is not <i>you</i> .“</p><p>However seductive it felt, she snorted at that response, “You mean..I am easy and Naruto isn’t?”</p><p>Her question offended his Uchiha Pride and he pinched her nipples. She mewled at that sudden act and glared at him. “You are far more difficult than that knucklehead.” He answered, “But you..you..” He sighed in exasperation and lowered his head into the valley created by her cleavage. Taking a whiff of her jonquil like scent, he felt the desire pooling into the nether region of his body. Fuck Itachi, she will be the death of him…</p><p>“…you understand..” He finished his explanation, head still resting on her soft cleave.</p><p>They remained like that for another moment, simply staring into space, wondering about all those happy endings that they can never have… And somehow, she understood what he meant. She even realised that he is scared..scared for Naruto..scared for team 7…scared for her..scared for..them..He is scared about the possible future that they can have…But she knows..that for the sake of that future he will have to leave…</p><p>Her throat tightened at the prospect of his departure and involuntarily, a sob escaped her lips. And no matter how hard she tried, her eyes betrayed her, making a tear crawl down her cheek and fall onto his midnight shade of hair. The walls that she had built around her emotions, came crashing down and she began weeping. Sasuke knew that there is no way that he’ll be able to stop her now but he surely can try to lessen the heartache.</p><p>He moved his face to lick the skin of her cleave, squeezing her plump breasts at the same time. She moaned again as another tear made it’s way out of her eyelid. In slow, torturous movements, he began raving his hands all over her form before finally pulling them out from underneath her gown. She whimpered at the loss of his ministrations and opened her eyes, tears still traversing down. Onyx clashed with emerald, making her moan again. He slithered his hand behind her back to reach for the zipper of her small dress and almost ripped the cloth away from her form. He smirked satisfactorily at the sight that greeted his hungry eyes. Turning on his clan’s famed bloodline trait, he began storing even the tiniest of the features of her beauty— from the lusty-green, irises to the flushed-cheeks, from her extremely sensitive, perky mounds to her slender waist, from her milky-white thighs to her dainty ankles— he took in everything that he could.</p><p>She brought her hand out to place it’s palm on his masculine jaw and wept even more. He himself placed his palm atop her’s and gave it a reassuring squeeze. Then, with a sort of conviction that she has never seen in his bloody orbs, he lowered himself onto her lithe body and planted another kiss on her sensual lips— a very chaste, emotionally-rendering kiss.</p><p>She sobbed again, “Why…why are you doing this?”</p><p>For that brief moment, he locked his determined crimsons onto her confused emeralds and whispered with quivering lips, “Because <i>this</i> may be the last time…”</p><p>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~</p><p>A/N: Believe me, this isn’t how I had intended to end the story. But this story had a mind of it’s own.</p><p>Oh! And before I forget, <i>Jonquil</i> is a flower. A narcissus to be precise. It symbolizes the feelings of love and desire.</p><p>Comment your views and Follow for more such tales 😉</p><p>~Manika🌸</p></p>
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