Abused Without Reason (Sasuke Love Story)

A Promise Is A Promise

Miu's POV

"I don't understand. Why would Orochimaru send you figurines?" Isuke asked. "Because he thinks I'm still going to go with him. He has a naïve brain. After what he did to you, there's no way in hell I'm going with him." I said.

"Very well, Princess. But what's so special about the figurines?" He asked. "They have some sort of power inside them. I can feel it." I informed as I held one of the rabbits in my hands. I wonder where Sasori went? He's been gone for a while now.

I was in Sasuke's room, lying on the bed as I was staring at the rabbit figurine in my hand. I haven't told Sasuke about them because I wasn't sure if I should. "I don't know what to do." I said. "Why don't you go find Sasuke and see what he's doing?" Isuke suggested.

"I don't want to bother him if he's busy." I said. "I doubt that, Princess." He said with a sigh. "What we should do is find out what these figurines can do." I said, sitting up. I was about to get off the bed until my vision went black.

It didn't take me long to figure out someone had cover my eyes from behind. "Guess who?"

"Sasuke Uchiha." I answered simply. He removed his hands from eyes and kissed my cheek, making me smile softly. "Miss me?" Sasuke asked me. I nodded my head and turned around to face him. "Where were you?" I asked as I hid the rabbit figurines from him.

"I was with Kakashi." He answered. "Were you two training?" I asked him. "Yeah. Hey, who trains you?" Sasuke asked.

"My cousin trains me."

"Your cousin? Sasori, right?"

"Yes."

"Where is he, anyway?"

I shrugged my shoulders. I would like to know where he is, too. I worry about him a lot and I want to make sure that he's safe. I was so distracted by my thoughts of Sasori, I didn't realize Sasuke had planted a kiss on my forehead.

I blinked before my face went red. "She's so cute when she's blushing." I read Sasuke's mind. I backed away. "You're the reason why I blush so easily." I stated. "Right, I forgot you could read my thoughts." Sasuke said.

"Aren't you nervous about the fact I can read minds? Don't you find it weird or uncomfortable?" I asked nervously. "I already told you before that I didn't have a reason to be afraid of you." He reminded me, pecking my lips.

Sasuke took some of my hair and let it fall through his fingers. "How come you keep your hair so short?" He questioned. "Would you like me to grow my hair?" I asked, returning the question. "No, I was just wondering why you keep it so short." Sasuke answered.

I glanced over to the side with a sad frown. "I... used to have long hair." I confessed. "You did? When?" Sasuke asked.

"Back at the academy. But some girls got paranoid when they thought I was trying to make you like me. I wasn't. In fact, I didn't even know you at the time. So, to make sure you didn't like me, they cut my hair after they beat me. From that day on, I never grew my hair again. But the more I kept my hair short, the more I grew to like having it short." I explained.

Because I was afraid to get beat up or get bullied from that rumor, I made sure my hair was cut short. I skipped my classes or just stayed home most of those weeks. What I hated the most was when I walked into the classroom everyday and found a vase of flowers on my desk.

Whenever someone puts a vase of flowers on your desk, it means that person has passed away. I didn't know about that, so I thought someone was being kind to me. But I was wrong.

When Iruka called my name, I'd raise my hand to answer, but I heard people saying, "I don't see Miu anywhere" or "She died yesterday. See the vase of flowers?" That sick game went on for months and I hated it.