Sasusaku - Your Hair...

Chapter 11

A/N:
Now remember that you love me okay :) . . . . . . . .
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I am so sorry!!!!!!!!! I know it's been a long time since I've updated, but.... Im human, and I just do that sometimes.... Lol,
But hey, you know I just donated blood recently to the Red Cross! I urge you to do so as well, the pain that we suffer from that needle is nothing compared to the lives of the loved ones that we could have saved.
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But anyways, onto the story!!

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Sakura's P.O.V.:

Our lips separated, our orbs, bright with the heat of the moment, were connected to each other, my hands were shaking in my lap. I felt that if he let go of me I would fall apart. His strong hands still caressed me, as if I were a delicate flower that he was afraid to break. My eyes were devouring his charcoal stones, consuming every inch of passion inside them.

"Sorry," he suddenly announced, his breath uneven, "I touched you without permission again." His uneven husky tone huffed out as we gathered our thoughts together after what we had just done. His hand was untangling from my hair, which he so tenderly touched. His face was retreating very slowly away from mine, his eyes becoming further and further away.

There was a small pain in my heart, like I wanted to keep him there with me, together, forever in this lovely room. This kitchen, that wrapped us in warmth and protection from the dastardly rain. But now the warmth was dissipating, and the emotions that he had called to the surface are resurfacing. My dark memories will always restrain me from falling in love ever again.

Knowing that, I grabbed on to his hand, that had slid away from my hair, and clutched it tightly. My body was moving on it's own, attaching itself to the warmth of another, like a parasite. My head had fallen, looking at my bare feet that felt ice cold. Defying that warmth was almost impossible now that I have revealed my weakness to him.

It's as if I could not get away from his gaze. No matter how hard I tried, he would find me and see through me. It was unfair, like a one sided mirror. He could see me so clearly, but I could not see him at all.

I never tried, I've never needed to look at someone so closely before. It was unbearably frustrating for me.

Sasuke's P.O.V:

I looked down into her blazing eyes as I restrict my every movement, making sure I didn't anger her further. I began to release my hold on her hair, and let my trembling hand fall to my side, as I manage to say "Sorry, I touched you without permission again." 

I looked away from her burning eyes, overflowing with uncertainty and misplaced emotions, emotions I could not name fluttered to the forest I retreated from. Her intense gaze felt as if it would burn me, I couldn't tell if it was from fury or ferocious passion.

She grabbed my trembling hand with her own, urging me to ignite those flames of anger or smolder the endless yearning to ashes.

I lifted my head, to look and it hit me like a punch in the face.

Passion, that seemed to burn her jade barricade down and release the clear liquid that doused her feverish emotional storm, that laid beyond the vortex of humanity.

Her rough delicate hand shook as it clung tightly to mine, reassuring my existence to her crumbling state of mind. Her frozen flesh set of a spark on my skin, a protective feeling surged through my veins as I shifted my eyes back to her, realizing they now bore holes into the floor.