Heaven

Chapter 3

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto.

Mothers could be annoying sometimes, especially when you tell them 'no'.

He already had a parent against him. He couldn't afford to piss another off.

It didn't help that he had an appointment with a chick. A chick he hadn't fucked.

Hyuuga Hinata.

They went to school together until the moon bestowed Her blessing upon her.

What the fuck did that even mean?

She was a decent fellow, back then at least.

Hyuuga... Hinata.

Hinata. A place in the sun.

Hinata. The moon blessed.

Irony at its finest.

Whoever named her was either drunk or just a complete dumbass.

She was night, personified with her hair strewn out of dark skies and twin moons staring back at him.

He'd rather be anywhere then here,in her pants if given a choice.

"Hello Sasuke."

"Hey."

"It's good to see you again."

"Likewise." Pft, yeah right!

"I hear you tried to kill yourself. Three times."

Did he tell you she was pretty? And alone. With the same room as him.

"I'm not very proud of my self." A chuckle.

Humor was never his forte. But he was willing to try.

"You shouldn't be. You failed. Perhaps you'll try harder next time and actually die. Then I can come to your grave and deliver a sermon about importance of hard work and steadfastness."

Apparently the priestess knew sarcasm.

"Careful there, little one. You might just have sinned."

"No worries. The baptizer is a good friend of mine. Maybe we should visit him sometimes? "

"I think I require a punishment rather than baptism. If you were a mind reader than-"

Distance closing, head tilting a little to the left, the inquiry in her innocent eyes replacing the humor in his with lust.

Adam's apple bobbing, beads of perspiration squeezing out of his pores.

"How many times have you fucked me in your mind?"

Maybe she was a mind reader, after all.

"How do you plan on doing it to me?"

Heart beating loud in his ears, it was surprising he could even make out her words.

Her voice tuned down to a whisper, threatening to rip his self-control apart.

"Would you do it against that wall? Do it then and there or take your time to slowly peel off the layers of my kimono? Would you like it if I wrap my legs around you? How should I scream your name when I come? Should I be loud like SASUKEEEEE!!? Or do you want me to whisp-"

He was on top of her in a blink. Staring down, eyes ablaze; his breaths were more of a growl.

"You're treading on thin wat-"

"Now you can have your punishment, Sasuke."

Eyebrow shooting to his forehead, question dancing in his eyes, what was she getting at?

"Would you be able to find your way to the castigator or do you want me to show you the way?"

"What are you blabbering about, Hyuuga?"

If she weren't a priestess, she would have been a seductress. Even her laugh was enough to turn him on.

"As much as I hate it, you are not punished for your thoughts. But touching a priestess; it's a crime punishable only by burning in fire."

He was out before she could say 'fuck you'. Hands wringing together, his head whipped to his sides, eyes vary of suspicious gazes. If they knew he touched their priestess, he could kiss his hands goodbye.

"How did it go Sasuke?" Mikoto approached with unmasked enthusiasm.

He shrugged.

...

His day was spent within the confines of his room.

Mikoto and Itachi would come to check on him every now and then, maids bringing him food, his behaviour was odd to their eyes.

They wouldn't be Uchihas if they didn't know where he spent his days.

And it was certainly not his room.

Mikoto beamed at Fagaku, hope dripping in her voice. "I think its working."

Fugaku's eyes flew to the empty seat across him then to Mikoto, conveying a silent message.

"He's in his room." A smile accompanied her words. Her hands quickly reached for the jug seeing as Fugaku chocked on his food.

"But it's only half past eight."

"Exactly my point."

She made a mental note to thank Mrs. Haruno later.

...

Their gazes failed to meet the next day.

A dream, with her lying beneath him, moans resounding, heads thrown back, backs arching, limbs intertwining.

Her cries transitioning from screams to whispers.

She must have cast a curse upon him.

"You're awfully quiet today."

Silence.

"What, cat got your tongue?"

No answer.

"Sasuke we need to communicate in order for us to get somew-"

"The only somewhere I want to get to is your bed."

"Why, you sleepy?"

Laughter.

Frustrating bitch.

...

tayyabalaraib.