Sasusaku: The Road Back To You

Lost in Your Eyes, As The Saying Goes (Slight 🍋 Warning)

♡✧❀❃⋆ 𝓢𝓪𝓴𝓾𝓻𝓪'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥 ⋆❃❀✧♡

I couldn't believe it. I still loved him. After all of this, I still...

I buried my hands in my knees, hunched in the corner of the room we shared. I stared tiredly down at my feet as I replayed the day's events in my head. How long was this going to last? I thought for sure I didn't love Sasuke anymore, but now...

It was obvious those feelings were still there. They had just been buried under all the pain and anger I had for him. For leaving, for not taking me with him. My love for him was just numbed under all the weight.

Well, it sure as hell didn't take him long to revive them.

Would I ever be over him? I didn't want to love him anymore.

I was tired.

It hurt.

And he didn't want me to love him anymore, either. It would be better for both of us if I just killed my emotions.

While I was pondering just how to kill one's emotions, the door opened and in walked an exhausted Sasuke. He didn't even seem to notice me as he fell on the bed, his back to me.

I sucked at killing my emotions, apparently. My heart was pounding so hard I was surprised he didn't comment on it.

"Sa-ku-raa, lay down." He mumbled tiredly.

I didn't feel up for a fight- I was drained as well. Physically, mentally and emotionally. Yet, if I wanted to kill my feelings, sharing a bed wasn't exactly the best course of action.

I stayed put, which apparently didn't sit well with the Uchiha.

He sighed in frustration and rolled off the bed, stalking over to me. I shrank back against the wall as I stared at him. I wasn't really scared he would hurt me- hell, he's had many chances by now- but the sudden movement was startling.

When he reached me, he bent down and lifted me over his shoulder with one hand and walked back to the bed, ignoring my protests. He climbed back into the bed and planted me down on "my side" of the bed before rolling over to his side and closing his eyes, all without a word.

I sighed deeply. I would usually be more stubborn than this, but I was tired. And the bed felt heavenly after the physical extremities I was forced to today. I pulled the blanket up and turned on my side, reveling in the warmth in comparison to the coldness of the room.

Unfortunately, this action brought me face-to-face with Sasuke. His eyes were closed, thank Kami, but it still made my heart go wild at the proximity. I studied his face. It had changed in three years. It had less roundness to it, which made me sad. No longer were any of us those three kids who didn't have a clue what being a Shinobi was about. All of those children were gone, and in their place were three people who had to grow up way too fast to survive in the cruel world. We were all just trying to do what we thought we needed to do. Sasuke was just desperate, looking for any way to kill the sadness inside of him.

I couldn't fault him for that.

His eyes opened and I realized I had been staring at him. I started to panic as his eyes bore a hole into mine.

"You're staring."

I fought back a blush. No, that little ignorant girl was gone. I was never going to blush over a boy again, no matter how absolutely gorgeous he was-

Nope. Stop it right now.

"Sorry," I said, not sure what else was sufficient. I flipped onto my other side and closed my eyes, pretending like I wasn't freaking out.