Sugar Sweet *sasunaru*

Slipping and Fucked

"Sasuke..." I said after I had woken up from our 2 hour nap.

"Mmmhm" sasuke nuzzled his head into my neck. Damn he look so cute sleeping. How's that possible, being cute and hot.

"I have to go, or else my mom..." I trailed off. I still hated how she acted like we were a perfect family.

Sasuke lifted his head, "okay...I love you." I smiled, sure they relationship was new, but I knew I loved his as well. I could tell who he was by the way he breathed. I could tell the patterns between his footsteps unconsciously. I knew the lines in his hand as if it were my own.

"I love you too." I let my eyes close at sasuke lifted himself hovering over me placing a soft, gentle, yet passionate and loving kiss in my lips.

"You taste like watermelon." Sasuke said his thumb trailing over my bottom lip; licking his own.

I giggled at what he said before getting up. I walked over to his closet and grabbed a hoodie. It was black and a bit bigger than what would usually be my size. I smiled at sasuke before slipping it on.

"I'm taking this with me." I watch sasuke let a smile graze his lips, barley noticeable but there. He shook his head and sighed.

"You'll get it back next week when it doesn't smell like you." I stated at him before turning to his door. I looked back at him and smiled.
••••••

Walking down the street I had a smile on my face. There was just a perfect ever so cold breeze, summer had just passed. I watched as the flower letters continuously fell. Beautiful in there time but short lived, that's what makes them so memorable, they can't stay forever.

Breathing in through my nose taking in the cold I curled myself in sasukes hoodie almost to my house.

My dads car was in the driveway, I knew my mother wouldn't be home until tomorrow most likely.

Grabbing the door knob and turning it in a complete circle I pushed the door open.

"Dad?" I asked walking down the hall.

"Naruto..?" My dad said as if he wasn't trying to raise his voice. As if he was trying to protect me from something.

"Yeah?" I asked hesitantly scared of what he might say when my life just got good.

"I saw Hinata," my dad paused for a second but i knew myself what he saw. Finishing for him, "with Kiba?"

His eyes widened with surprise. I shook my head, "I know already."

"Then why..why are you..."

"Because, it keeps mom happy."

"Your moms always happy." My dad ,spectacle, said. He knew my mother had something to do with me losing my memory. I could tell, he just didn't know what.

"No, no she's not." I felt long pushed aside anger start inside of me. I thought of the scabs healing on my wrist from the pain of the memories; from the emotions I kept bottled up.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean I remember. I've had my memories for a while actually." I sighed my eyes glistening in the light view of my father.

"What did your mom do to you naruto?"

"S-She.." I swallowed a lump stick in my throat swelling. "She hit me, abused me, emotionally and physically." I said letting a single tear fall out of my eye.

My fathers face paled in horror.

"Your sure?" He said shaking his head.

"I'm sure I remember where the marks from he engagement ring left a mark in my back!" I yelled, I couldn't contain the sadness disguised as hate. "SACARS...dad..scars, I have scars." I closed my eyes my face wet with tears I didn't know we're there until my wet eyelashes hit my face.

"I'm trying okay, therapy's not help. Okay, just trust me. It makes me feel like there's something wrong with my brain when in reality I'm just remembering."

My dad nodded giving me his full attention. "Death." I said looking him in the eyes. "I tried to kill myself that night. The night you found me."