In the Palm of my Hands [Under Construction]

13. Stole

Acorralada

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In the Palm of My Hands

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'Love is an irrisistable desire to be irrisistably desired.' – Robert Frost

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Sasuke looked up at his mother with an incredulous look on his face. He kept staring at her, his eyes just a friction wider. Mikoto had to admit, even though Sasuke seemed shocked till the core, this was the longest time, since she arrived here, that he was looking at her.

"No." He stood up from his seat, Mikoto's hand slipped from his cheek as also she went to her normal height. Not that it mattered much anyway; her youngest son was a whole lot taller than her nowadays.

"Sasuke-"

"No." He repeated, halting her from talking any further. "I am not in love with her. I do not even want to see her."

"Yet you can't see her with another either." His mother replied to him softly, trying to calm him down.

But still, he need to come to reality here; he has feelings for that woman.

"Mother, don't go about and exclaim such false assumptions."He growled out at her. He didn't mean to growl like that but he just snapped.

Mikoto blinked slowly and she knew that her boy was panicking, even if he would not admit that to anyone. She stepped closer to him and at the same time, he took one back. Apparently he didn't want her to mother him anymore.

"You need to confront yourself with this, darling. You'll only continue to torment yourself if you don't."

He shook his head no once, like a child would do and stepped back again.

"There's nothing of her going on like that." He began to turn and walk away.

"Sasuke, wait!" Mikoto called out after him. "No-"

But he was already around the corner, taking advantage of his long legs. His mother heard him say just before he was completely gone that he had some business to do that he recently remembered. They both knew that that was a lie and they both knew that he was running away from the truth.

For what was worth, what Sasuke had said to his mother was only half a lie. He did had some business to tend, and he did went to do it, only it wasn't necessary to be done immediately.

When he walked out from Mikoto he hopped into his Audi TT, one of the other five cars he owned, and drove to the company's head building.

The Uchiha crest was huge on the tall complexion. Right there for everyone to see, for everyone to know who they were.

He went up to his office, just in his casual clothes. Usually when he went to the company building he's all in suit. But it was a Sunday, and even though this was a 7-days-a-week busy building, he and Naruto kept it strict, and all the other employees, 5 days a week work. But that didn't count for him today. He was sure that if he stayed in that house of his any longer, he would either go into the mental facility or kill himself.

Neither the first nor the latter choices was something he liked to choose, so he made his escapade to the office. Here he had practically everything. A cough he could lie on, a TV if he's bored, a telephone he could order in if hungry and enough work to keep his mind busy for hours on straight. Enough so he could forget…