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Fake a Smile	By : Mandymoo Category: Naruto > Yaoi - Male/Male > Naruto/Sasuke Views: 1527 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Another small chapter... I'm sorry! I'll try and make them a little longer in the future. The next chapter won't take too long! I've already formed the idea in my mind so you just have to hold on for a moment longer!!

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The sun has disappeared below the horizon and the sky is dark now as I step off the bus, my bags hitched under my arms and over my shoulder. I stare at the motel for a moment before I spot the man standing on the verandah at the far corner to my left. I smile at him tentatively and he smiles back, black eroded teeth showing from underneath his wasted lips. I avert my eyes and retrieve my keys from the man behind the main counter. He doesn’t speak, just stares at me, holding the key for a moment longer than I’m sure is normal. I nod my head in thanks and rush from the foyer back out onto the verandah, turning my back on the creepy old man.
I fumble with the lock, aware of the man still watching me with those sunken eyes and I find myself wishing I was back at home, his punches never felt this frightening, they were familiar and normal. They didn’t stare at me.
I finally make my way into the room and find it in fairly good shape, considering first impressions of the place at least. The walls are bare wood slats that haven’t been sanded. It consists of only two rooms, the main and the bathroom. The bed is in the far corner, the dining table against the wall by the door and the fridge, stove and counters against the wall down the side. I sigh and drop my bags onto the table and watch as it wobbles frighteningly. It finally steadies and I decide to explore further. I open the door to the bathroom and lean back as the smell of old pee hits my nose. I pinch the bridge with my thumb and forefinger and poke around the place, running a hand over the plastic shower curtain as I passed. The sink was a stained brown, the toilet the same color and there was graffiti on the wall. “All that you love will be carried away” It said with skull and crossbones penciled in underneath it. I laughed.
“How ironic” I said in an undertone, turning away from the black marking. I never really thought about it.
I climbed into bed, on top of the covers with my jumper draped over my chest, my feet curled up. I lay with my hands under my head and stared at the rough wood of the walls, tears falling from my eyes as I lay in silence. There is coughing from a room to my right and a T.V blaring in the room to my left. I childishly block my ears from these noises and squeeze my eyes shut tight against the images of the tall dark haired man that until this morning was my lover. Hands crept down my back and over my hips, disappearing when I open my eyes, hope filling up my chest that Sasuke would be standing beside the bed, a smile on his face, his dark eyes watching me carefully but there was no one, only the image in my head that I so wanted to be real.
I roll onto my side and sit up, resting my face in my hands, hiding the room from my sight. I should go back, I should explain but what would he make of it? I’ve left and then I go crawling back and telling him it was his entire fault. I know he would be furious; he would hate me and would never speak to me again. Shaking my head I stand and pace the room, thinking. On one hand I could return, see if he forgives me and hopefully live happily ever after. On the other he could reject me and I end up alone again and without the love of my life.
With a growl I start collecting my things and throwing them heartily into the suitcase, Sasuke’s name dangling pathetically from the zip on that white plastic. Shirts and shorts, my shoes and toiletries until I come across the small ring Sasuke gave me the year before. It’s plain silver, just a thick silver band that fits perfectly on my ring finger; he took the liberty of buying one for himself. He wore it every day. I did too for a time. Until he started beating me at least…
It has only been one year since the horror started but a year is long, too long for me. Christmas day had come and Sasuke had bought me a bottle of red wine. It was all wrapped up in the green and red paper, finished off with a red bow. He came out of the bedroom and wound his arms around me, the wrapped bottle swinging from his hand. He grinned; I can still remember that grin. He was so happy and he loved me. You could see it just in that one smile.
I passed him his present, the key to a dark blue jeep that sat out the front, I’d had Neji drive it over during the night and that morning I handed Sasuke a tiny wrapped package. He looked at it, raising an eyebrow at how small it was before he laughed and ripped it open with fervor. He stared at that small silver key for ages, his mouth hanging open before he looked up, pausing for the slightest moment before running outside. I followed only to find him bent over the hood of the jeep, his arms stretched wide as if embracing it.
“What do you think?” I asked, grinning myself. He lifted his head, smiling and stood to hold me close. He leant down, resting his head on my shoulder before replying.
“Perfect. Like you.” I felt him pick up my hand and something cold on my finger and when he let me go I saw that band sitting on my finger, marking me as his.

I lean my forehead against the rough wall as tears pour down my cheeks, the band clutched in my fingers. He drunk the entire bottle himself that day and that was the very first time he ever hit me. I just stared at him as he walked away, my cheek bruised and throbbing. I knew then it was alcohol and I know now.
I look once more at my half-packed suitcase and bit my lip before removing each item from it and returning it to where it belonged in the cabin. I wasn’t ready to go back yet. I owe Sasuke an explanation but this time is for me. To heal and to love him again though I guess I never stopped loving him. Sighing I headed for the shower to get ready for the day.
I stepped out of the door, my hair still damp, into the sunshine. It was warm and comforting. I wrapped my arms around my middle and walked down the street, turning right into the main road of the small village. Shops lined each curb, their signs brightly colored and adorned with large, bold letters. I had a look inside a few, including a few book shops. I found a few books that Sasuke would have liked and I bought them. Continuing on down the street I stopped to buy a few snacks and kept walking until I found myself in the woods on the outskirts of the village. I sat down under one of the trees and stared into the depths of the forest. It took everything I had in me not to stand and run screaming into the village in the attempt to get back to Sasuke. Right now, being here is the best thing for me. I hope.

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