Not Another Song About Love

Chapter 9 - Future Wife

So sorry it's been two weeks since I updated. I'm actually super busy right now, and to top it all off, my bank account got hacked so now I have to go to the bank tomorrow. I'll try and start updating again.

-Cha-chan

Sasuke sat down in the bath with me, the water sticking his hair to his neck and face. I couldn't help but giggle at the sight. He flipped his hair back and gently rubbed my forearm with the back of his hand.

-Are you okay? He asked worried.

-Yes, I'm fine.

-You might say that, but tomorrow is another story.

-Yea, I bet, I replied.

He scooted closer to me and I rested my head on his shoulder. The warm water was splattering me in the face and it was getting annoying. I never liked to have water in my face. I moved so that it was dripping on my hair, my forehead against Sasuke's skin.

We stayed like this for a while before Sasuke got up and started actually washing. He shampooed my hair and rinsed it. He wanted to help me further, but I forced him to sit down again.

-What's up? He asked kindly.

-I'm tired.

-Want to go sleep, then?

I nodded. He stopped the water and lifted me up from the floor. I could stand a little better, but I liked the affection. He dried me off before drying himself. He made sure my hair was dried so I wouldn't get sick. He carried me to bed and we laid down. I pulled on one of my underwear that he threw at me, and he put on one of his. He cuddled up close to be and I fell asleep listening to his heartbeat.

When I woke up the next morning, he was already gone. I saw a post-it on the nightstand. I got my arm from under the blanket and grabbed it.

'Be back at 3'.

I smiled and folded up the piece of paper before putting it inside a drawer of the nightstand.

I got up and dressed. I went to get something to eat. I settled on some toasts with eggs. I finished it and cleaned the backed up dishes.

I ended up strolling around the condo, not knowing what to do. Looking at the time, I calculated Sasuke would be finished in about forty minutes. I grabbed a dark jacket to cover up my t-shirt and headed out. A nice walk was in order.

I listened to some music as I headed over to Sasuke's building. It was warm out and the streets were busy with tons of people. It didn't get easier the closer to the central area I got.

I ended up making it to the building. I waved at the first floor receptionist. I walked into the elevator, thankfully it was empty. I got to Sasuke's floor and got off. His personal receptionist looked happy to see me and I stopped to talk to her for a while. She told me Itachi was over with a friend, but that I could go ahead. I made her promise not to announce my visit and she nodded.

I walked down the hall and was about to open the door when I heard muffled voices.

-Itachi, what is this? Sasuke's voice was heard.

-Well, I told you I'd get you a wife, someway.

-Itachi, what the fuck? I told you not to get into my business.

I twisted the handle and opened the door. The room went silent as they all noticed me. Sasuke seemed pissed off, but not at me. Itachi seemed surprised, and a red haired girl they were with seemed plain old disgusted.

-Umm, hey? I tried.

-Naruto! Perfect. Itachi said.

He came over to me a dragged me by the arm to the middle of the room.