In The Palm Of My Hands

Broken

Sasuke was alone alright. He walked straight to the overlarge fridge to grab a pack of orange juice.

Sakura took in his appearance. He wore simply a black sweatpants and a black shirt above, meaning that he was in his room doing nothing important.

Karin wasn't in the house so he didn't look the best of the best. Even though that isn't exactly needed since she's his girlfriend and she had seen him in lesser than those sweats.

When he took a sip of his drink, his face twisted in an unpleasant way. It was either that he had a problem he was thinking off or the drink is spoiled.

Sakura chose the above. Now was the perfect time to say at least something, to get his attention. He wasn't looking at her. Heck, she wondered if he even knew that she was sitting there. But he was too deep in thoughts to notice.

'C'mon Sakura! Say something! Anything!

Damn it, but what?

Doesn't matter, just… speak!'

"Uuhm, is there anything wrong, sir?" She asked in the tiniest voice.

She cursed herself for speaking so soft like a 5 year old who's too shy to say something to an elder.

Now Uchiha Sasuke looked up to her, noting that he wasn't the only one in the kitchen.

"No." He shook his head. Immediately, his face went back to that thinking position.

She couldn't give up now, she already started it, and before she chickened out she blabbered; "Are you sure there's nothing I could help you with?"

He looked up once again; ready to say no when he stopped. He eyed her for a moment and Sakura felt a cold shiver running over her back. It wasn't like she was eyed by Uchiha Sasuke often but, when he did, she couldn't help but shudder. There was something in his gaze, in those onyx, unreadable eyes of him that was creepy yet delightful. Like you wanted to stare in them all day, yet when he looks at you, you can't handle the intensity of those orbs so you want to look away.

"What does a woman want for present?"

His voice was so deep and masculine that Sakura got goose bumps. Keeping herself in check she tried to find an answer to his question.

"That depends on her taste." It took all her power not to stutter or drool while talking.

"It's for Karin. Her birthday is over two days."

She was surprised actually that Sasuke told her that piece of information. She would've expect that he would keep that for himself since he doesn't share even sentences, let alone something like that.

"Oh. Well… she's already rich, so she probably has everything. You can always steal somebody's heart with something meaningful. In this case something small that was precious to you. Something, like a necklace. Or a ring. Earrings. In that direction."

Damn. Where the hell did she get the confident to speak that much without losing her confident?

Sasuke's face lightened up, like he suddenly knew the solution of world hunger. Well, at least that unpleasant façade of him was gone. Now it was replaced by an indifferent one.

"Hn. I've never given a woman a gift before." He shot her a ghost of a smirk before drinking half content of his glass.

Sakura asked herself why Sasuke had never given a girl a present before. She means, there were always women hanging around him, either they were drooling all over him or he was sleeping with them. -One night stands.- But that he didn't know what they exactly liked was strange.