Save me | By : ChiUchiha Category: Naruto > Het - Male/Female Views: 1499 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I recently saw something on a local TV show and I just couldn’t
help it, I got inspired and wrote this fic. I’m not sure yet if it’s a one-shot
or a start to another long fic. What do you think? Want a sequel?
Warning: Lemon, oh, and Neji might be a litte OOC.
Save me
I should be the happiest
girl on earth. I know I have no reason to be sad or depressed, because I have
what almost every girl in the hidden leaf village wants. I have Sasuke. He
chose me as his girlfriend, although there are prettier girls, stronger and
even smarter ones. When Naruto and his team brought him back, I visited him
at the hospital and brought him a flower. That’s when he asked me to be his
girlfriend. He didn’t look me in the eye when he said it, but I was so overjoyed
that I never bothered to question his motives.
But over the past years,
I’ve grown. Although he has never opened up to me, I can read him like an
open book. In his heart and soul there is no room for me. He is still bent
on revenge, the only person that still lives in his heart is his brother,
who he once loved dearly and who he hates now more than anything or anyone
in this world.
Today is a happy day
for Sasuke, but his eyes show no gladness. He turned 18 today, he is an adult
now and Tsunade finally nominated him as an anbu, along with three other men
from the hidden leaf village. Many people have gathered inside the ninja academy
to welcome the new Anbu members and I can see many envious gazes from girls
as I stand beside my fiancé and watch proudly as he gets the ritual tatoo
on his left upper arm that marks him as an anbu forever. Yes, I should be
happy. For I am soon to be a member of the Uchiha clan, and more importantly,
Sasuke’s wife.
Ino hasn’t talked to
me since the day I told her that I was together with Sasuke. I have lost a
lot of friends when they found out about us. I told myself that I didn’t care
because all I needed was him. Often he was gone for days or weeks and I spend
the nights worrying about him, unable to find sleep. Needless to say that
I was tired during these times and did not have the energy to visit the few
friends I had left.
Now that I’m almost 18
years old, there is no one left. I spent my time worrying about Sasuke and
disregarded my friends. Eventually, they abandoned me. Now I’m all alone.
And I don’t have the strength to make it up to them or make new friends. All
I ever do is smile. I am a chuunin now but I rarely accept missions, most
of my time I teach at the ninja academy or do my chores at home.
I’m alone.
Sasuke has never been
a man of words. When he comes home in the evening, tired from a mission, he
doesn’t talk. He doesn’t listen to my problems or fears or even the rare good
things that happen to me. Because he doesn’t care. He doesn’t love me, probably
never has.
When I admitted that
fact to myself, I was devastated. At first, I cried. Many nights I spent crying
when no one was there to comfort me. And eventually, I had no more tears left,
and I accepted it. I can handle it. Sasuke has no feelings for me and he never
will, but I can handle it. Because I love and and that has to be enough for
us both.
I’ve learned to hide
my feelings, it’s like I built a wall within myself to keep anyone else from
seeing into my soul and discover my despair. Because I have no reason to be
sad. I’m with Sasuke. I’m going to be an Uchiha, a member of a rich and famous
clan. I have everything a girl could wish for. What would they say if they
saw my tears? Poor rich girl. They wouldn’t understand that money isn’t
enough, and that a boyfriend doesn’t fill the emptiness in your heart when
he doesn’t return your feelings.
That’s why I keep up
a happy façade. I play the loving girlfriend as I stand by his side and receive
congratulations from the hidden leaf’s important people. The girls stare at
me envious, but they do not see that I don’t dare to take his hand while he
is getting the tatoo. He would shove it away. A woman is a weakness, and love
is a weakness too, right?
Eventually, the procedure
is over. A black leaf is now decorating his pale skin, which officially makes
him an anbu. He is already dressed in the formal anbu clothes, but he does
not wear his mask yet. To me, though, it makes no difference. I know that
he always wears a mask, never allowing anyone to see into his heart. He is
nothing but a lonely boy who has lost his parents and is now desperately looking
for someone to comfort him. But his grown-up mwon’won’t allow anyone to love
him. He pushes people away, even me.
We both wear masks.
While he hides his loneliness
behind a stoic face, I hide behind a cheerful smile. Right now I try to look
proud. I am supposed to be proud, after all he is an anbu now. But
I do not feel proud. I couldn’t care less. Neji, who became an Anbu a year
sooner than Sasuke, comes up to us and takes Sasukes hand to congratulate
him. “Welcome, Uchiha-san. I knew you’d join us eventually. You’ll make our
team even stronger.”
“Thank you, Hyuga-san,”
Sasuke says politely.
Neji looks at me and
for a moment, I could have sworn that I saw sympathy in his silver eyes. But
it’s gone far too quickly for me to be sure. He holds out his hand to me and
I take it. His hand is warm and I’m surprised. Sasuke’s hand is always cold
to the touch, but this hand is warm and strong and it squeezes mine gently,
as if to support me. “Congratulations, Haruno-san.”
“Thank you.”
He looks at me for a
little longer, as if he is searching for something in my eyes. I keep smiling
until he releases my hand and turns away to congratulate the other anbu members.
Then I turn to Sasuke, whose eyes are resting on the crowd expressionlessly.
The new anbu members gather up around Tsunade. They will leave today to get
a special anbu training outside the village. He will not return for four weeks.
I gave up worrying about him when he’s gone. It cost too much of my strength.
Tsunade leads everyone
outside. The sun has set a while ago, I didn’t even notice that it’s already
so late. Maybe I was too busy pretending to be the happy girlfriend. It’s
been raining this morning and the ground is still wet and muddy. I look at
Sasuke. “I guess this means goodbye, Sasuke-kun,” I say with a sad smile.
His black eyes turn to
me and I cannot help but shiver. But we’re in public and I will not let my
guard down. No one will see me unhappy. I take out a small, neatly wrapped
gift from my pocket and hand it over to him. “Happy birthday, Sasuke,” I say
as he takes it hesitatingly.
He gives me an evil glare
as he unwraps it. He hates surprises, but I didn’t dare to give it to him
when we were alone. He opens the box and pulls out the necklace. His eyes
narrow. “It will bring you luck,” I explain. “It has the kanji for luck inscripted.
I wanted to give it to you now because your missions will get even more dangerous
now that you’re an anbu. I hope this will protect you and remind you that
I’m always there waiting for you.” My words mean nothing to him and I feel
like they mean nothing to me either.
With a quick nod, he
gives me back the box and hides the necklace in his fist. “Thanks,” he says
and turns his attention back to the crowd. We spend another few minutes waiting
for the ceremony to finish, then the four newest anbu members say goodbye
to their wifes or girlfriends. Sasuke just looks at me meaningfully.
I smile and say: “I know.
Come back safely.”
He nods and turns around.
Without looking back, he joins the three men. To make it spectacular, they
disappear in a cloud of smoke. For a while, I stare at the spot where he was
standing, then I attempt to turn around and leave. The ceremony is over, everyone
else is leaving too.
But something on the
ground catches my attention and I lose control over my face for a moment as
I see it. Down there in the mud lies the necklace I gave him. Tears start
to fill my eyes, but I fight them down. He stepped on it, just like he always
stepped on my feelings.
While everyone else leaves,
I stay and smile bravely. I am Sasuke’s fiancee, I’m supposed to be proud
of him, beaming with joy. I cannot be unhappy. I cannot let them see my tears.
Some people stay a little longer and do small-talk with others, but it’s getting
cold and dark quickly.
I don’t know how long
it takes until they’re all gone. I don’t care either. Eventually I awake from
my thoughts and see that everyone is gone. I kneel down and pick up the necklace.
Why did I even bother to buy it for him? I knew he wouldn’t like it. I clean
the mud off of it and place it around my neck.
Then I look around myself.
This place is suddenly so empty with everyone gone. Traditionally, the anbu
ceremony is held out- and inside the ninja academy to remind everyone where
they started. It’s a remainder not to forget the shinobi basic rules and philosophy.
Now that I’m here alone, old memories resurface and I sit down heavily on
the swing Naruto used to sit on when he’d fail another exam. It’s been years
since we three were in a team. Those were good times when I would still think
of a great future with Sasuke. Now I feel like an old woman, I can clearly
see the life I have ahead of me. Marry Sasuke, have some kids with him and
eventually, lose him when he dies during an important mission. There is nothing
to look forward to. I grab the necklace.
And now the tears fall
freely. I haven’t cried since a while now but today I cannot keep the tears
from streaming down my face. My thin body is shaking with heart-wrenching
sobs. What have I gotten myself into? Sometimes I wake in the middle of the
night and scream. Help me. Help me! My heart is screaming but I cannot
say it out loud. It’s hopeless. No one will ever save me from this life. No
one will ever know that I need help.
“Why are you crying?”
The voice startles me, immediately my hehoothoots upwards and I wipe the tears
from my eyes. And there he is, the most unexpected person of all, Hyuga Neji.
He is standing right in front of me and I didn’t even sense his presence.
“I’m not crying,” I say.
I don’t want him to see my weakness.
But his silver eyes observe
me and it’s like they can see into my soul. “Yes you were. You have been crying
for years. Whenever I saw you, you were crying.”
“What are you talking
about?” Suddenly, I feel uncomfortable. He makes me feel uneasy. He is like
a stranger to me, we haven’t talked more than a few words ever since we first
met. And yet he knows so much about me, much more than anyone else does. The
Hyuga eyes are scary, because they see so much more than normal human eyes.
“I’m just sad because Sasuke will be gone for a long time,” I lie.
“You’re not happy, are
you,” he says and it’s not a question. “Why do you smile when you don’t feel
like it?”
I raise my head and ask
quietly: “Why do you care? What do you want?”
“With my byakugan I can
see more than normal people can. You are always pretending. You always smile,
yet I can sense your unhappiness. I wonder why. Why would someone be like
that? If he makes you sad, why are you still with him?”
“It’s none of your business.”
I get up and try to walk past him, but he grabs my wrist. I spin around and
hiss: “What’s your problem?”
“You. Your eyes are crying
louder than your voice ever could. It follows me to my dreams. I cannot stop
thinking about you.”
“Let go! Mind your own
business, you stupid…”
And then it happens.
I look into his eyes and at the same time our fingers touch. His hand is warm.
His eyes are too. They are not cold as Sasuke’s eyes, they are filled with
human emotion. Sympathy. Affection. Kindness. I cannot tear my gaze away from
these silver eyes.
And then he leans in
and kisses me. A wave of pleasure is running through me and I no longer have
control over my own actions. I open my mouth willingly as his tongue enters
it. Our tongues touch and it sends shivers down my spine. Why, oh why am I
doing this? I know that I belong to Sasuke, but a part of me wants this, craves
for this, will not allow me to stop this.
We pull apart, breathing
rapidly, and I can tell that he is just as surprised as I am. This is the
moment where I can run away, where I can stop this insanity and keep my normal
life with Sasuke. But I don’t run away. Instead, I give in to this unexpected
feeling and pull him down for another kiss.
And I lose control. Within
seconds, we’re caught in a passionate kiss. I take a few steps back until
I’m with my back against the tree. His hands roam over my body, fondling my
breasts through my clothes, and I do not mind. I’m lost in passpassionate
kiss and I want him to take me, make me his and lose myself in extasy.
His hands shove my formal
skirt up to my hips and rip my underpants apart. I don’t mind. I want this.
My body, no, my whole being is filled with lust. I desire him, I want to be
his, I want him to fuck me senseless. He unzips his pants and I wind my legs
around his waist. He grabs my thighs to hold me in place, kisses me and with
one hard thrust, he penetrates me. I interrupt our kiss and pull back for
a surprised yelp. He captures my eyes with his gaze and we stare into each
others eyes for what seems like an eternity.
Then he starts to move,
slowly at first, and I rock my hips against his until his rhythm gets faster.
I place my arms around his neck and adjust to his unique rhythm. This is all
new to me because Sasuke has been my first and only lover. But I get a hold
of Neji’s movements fast, and my body responds to him in a way I never knew
until now. Sasuke was always somehow… cold to the touch. And his eyes would
wander off like he were somewhere far away with his thoughts. Neji is different.
His eyes search mine and make me stay, even stronger than his embrace.
We kiss and I moan into
his mouth as pleasure overwhelms me. His hands grab my ass and squeeze it
and I pull him closer to myself, my nipples rubbing against his chest through
the thin fabric of my blouse. I’m close to the edge and so is he. Our moans
echo through the area but no one is there to witness our forbidden encounter.
My clothes are ripped as I am pressed against the tree but I hardly even notice
it. Neji’s forehead is covered in sweat, his breath as rapid as mine. This
is wrong and I know it. My moans turn to whimpers. My hands find their way
underneath his shirt and my fingernails dig into his soft flesh.
With one final thrust
he sends me over the edge and I come with an exstatic scream, almost simultaneously
with him. His hand grabs the silver necklace and as I throw my head back in
extasy, it is ripped apart and falls down to the ground. We kiss and our tongues
meet, tasting each other for one last time as we shudder in orgasm against
each other. I hold on to him as if for dear life. Tears fill my eyes as I
whimper, for I realize that this is wrong.
And then, suddenly, it’s
over. And I am leaning against the tree with my legs wrapped around Neji’s
waist, my whole body covered in cold sweat, only our rapid breathing breaks
the silence. I’m still embracing him. His face is pressed against my neck,
his warm breath tickles me.
As I slowly come back
to my senses, I realize what we just did. I am at the verge of crying and
my eyes meet his once again, this time mine are filled with a sadness I cannot
hide. I unwrap my legs from his waist and he pulls back, almost reluctantly.
My fingertips brush over his skin and then he is one step away from me and
I feel cold. I pull down my skirt and he pulls up his pants.
Our gazes meet for one
last time and without saying a word we both know that his has to become our
little secret. We can never tell anyone about this. Sasuke can never know.
Neji places his index finger on my lips and although he says no words his
eyes speak for him. He hides nothing, everything he feels is clearly showing
in his silver eyes. I cannot see regret in those eyes. Only shock, surprised
at himself for what he just did. And a silent goodbye. His eyes never leave
mine as he retreats into the darkness and when he is gone I find myself rebuilding
the walls to let nobody see how distracted I am.
I brush my fingers through
my hair and start to walk home. I don’t care if the few villagers that are
still out on the streets see my ripped shirt or wonder about my hair being
in disorder. Something else is on my mind. I will have to work on my façade
if he could see through it so easily. For a split of a second, I let my guard
down and allowed Neji to see my broken heart.
My mind is still numb
when I come home and undress myself. As I throw the traiterous clothes away,
my mind slowly begins to work and I realize what I did. I betrayed Sasuke.
I enter the bedroom and stare at myself in the mirror. My fingers brush over
the red marks on my neck and I remember now that he accidentally ripped the
necklace. I don’t really care though. My lips are swollen from his kisses
and my cheeks are still colored in a faint red. My heart is pounding against
my chest. I betrayed Sasuke.
I walk over to the bed
and bury myself under the blanket. And for the first time in years, I cry
myself to sleep.
***
tbc?
Not sure I should make
a long fic out of this. I’ll let
you know. In any case, check back for updates.
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