Irresistible

Wanted

Sasuke's P.O.V

They say that if you play with someone's heart Karma will come back to bite you in the ass, that when you finally care about someone they will just play with your own heart then just drop it on the cold hard ground; same as you did with everyone else's heart. I never believed in Karma until I woke up alone in a bed when the night before I had shared it with the only person that has ever pulled at my heart strings.

I'm not gay, I'm just curious I suppose- he made me curious. He made me gay- for him. I did what I had done with everyone else to him in the beginning. I played with him, his heart. I had fun watching him get flustered then act like he wasn't blushing. I had fun teasing him. I thought he'd be a puppet, a doll to keep me entertained, but turns out the blondes stupid laugh and personality does more than just entertain me and I fucking hate it.

I haven't seen that perky blonde since two Saturdays ago when I practically raped him while we were both drunk. I have to much pride to contact him. Fuck you Sasuke.

I spent the two weeks flirting with the girls that slung themselves at me, occasionally getting sucked off by a few, but the blonde not being at school worried me. I spent lunch looking for the small boy he called brother, but he wasn't anywhere to be found either. I even walked down the street out of my way just to see if he was home, but the house was pitch black and seemed empty.

My emotions got harder to endure the longer the blonde kept silent and hidden. There was only a few whispers of why the blonde had suddenly fled, but not enough to cause worry among everyone - everyone except me that is. "He did say he moves around a lot, maybe he just had to switch schools at the last minute." Sakura had said, only I couldn't see that. I couldn't see him up and leaving without a goodbye after we spent that night together. That's not like him- right?

I remember him mumbling something about being a tiny bit afraid of thunder, so the late night thunderstorm that was happening as of right now brought not only a storm outside but one in my head as well. My bed couldn't get warm and my feet kind of moved on their own and somehow I ended up on Naruto's front porch, soaked and cold. I knocked on the door only to receive no answer, I still refused to move though. The loud rumbles of thunder and the wild strikes of lightning weren't enough to scare me away from the blondes small house.

I'm not sure what time I fell asleep, all I know if I woke up in the exact same spot I was in last night. On Naruto's porch, alone and cold. It took me another hour to realize that the boy that had caused my walls to collapse wasn't going to come out of this now abandoned house. I knew he wouldn't be back.

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I'm not quite sure how many nights I spent killing my liver after I finally accepted that Naruto wasn't coming back. I just know I couldn't keep my grades up because of the massive hangovers I had everyday. My weekdays where filled with the stench of alcohol and cannabis. My weekends were spend sleeping with every girl that threw them self at me. I had accepted Naruto's disappearance in the worst way anyone could. I set myself down a path of destruction and I couldn't of cared less.

I thought I had wiped the blonde's existence from my mind after half a year. I wasn't drinking to rid myself of him anymore, I wasn't staying high to keep him from my mind anymore. I was destroying myself because I felt it was needed. I have given up, well that was until I saw a blonde haired, blue eyed boy while flipping through channels- on the most wanted list..  

[Urgent News]
Male- Late Teens
Blonde Hair, Blue Eyes
Wanted for: Murder in the first degree.