Our Reflection in Each Other's Eyes.

Chapter 11: Curiosity

I woke up to find myself practically on top of Sasuke-Kun. I had somehow found my way higher than my previous location. My left leg was stretched over his chest, and he held it firmly, while I had his head buried into my chest. I was going to move, but I realized it would wake Sasuke-Kun so I remained still.

Only minutes after I had woken up I felt Sasuke-Kun squirm in my embrace. He slowly opened his eyes and met them with mine. He smiled and buried his face back into my chest.

"These are the best pillows I've ever slept on." He informed while patting down on my boobs. "I see you're very possessive. Having your leg wrapped around me."

"Yes I am possessive." I said while holding him tighter.

I released my grip on him and sat up to straddle him. While in my straddling position I leaned down so that I was laying on him. I remained like that and he didn't complain, instead he let his hands wander to grip my ass.

"What are today's plans?" I asked.

"I believe we'll be staying indoors for sometime, at least until things settle with the Leaf Shinobi."

"Want to train in the meantime?"

"I'll have to make time for that. You know my stepping point already and in order to achieve it I have to do some things in the shadows."

I looked at him quizzically before asking, "Do you need assistance?"

He turned his gaze from the ceiling to look at me.

"It would be helpful."

He intently looked me in the eye and reached his right hand over to play with a few strands of my hair.

"Has Orochimaru told you why I seek power from him?"

"No, I believe not even he knows."

"I plan on killing my brother."

I looked at him with wide eyes and confusion.

"You..what?"

"In order for you to understand my feelings I'd have to tell you everything."

This simple sentence caused him to look pained.

I sat up on his lap and placed my hands on his chest.

"This saddens you. You don't have to tell me."

His hands, around my waist, held me in place.

"I don't want to hide things from you. If I plan on keeping you by my side, it would be best if you knew."

I held his face in both of my hands and brought him forward to place a kiss on his forehead.

"If you're ready now then I'm willing to listen. Don't feel obligated. Okay?"

He nodded his head before lifting me off of him. He placed me on the bed and moved to it's edge. His back was facing me and his hands were holding his head as he looked down at his feet.

With a deep breath, his voice resounded within the walls.

"As a child I always admired my brother. I wanted to be like him because he was a great Shinobi. The prodigy of our clan. Anbu captain at 11 and my father's favorite. I remember him as a good brother, one that would deal with me and make as much time within his schedule to train me. Then one day, I was returning to our clan's compound and noticed it was a disaster, bodies scattered everywhere. I arrived to our home and there he stood, with my parents kneeled before him and his Sharingan activated, his eyes locked with mine before he killed our parents, before my eyes."

By this time his voice was shaky and his shoulders trembled.

I stood up from the bed and walked over to stand in front of him. I kneeled to have a better view of his face. He looked completely broken as he tried everything to fight back his tears. My heart churned at his pain contorted face and all I could think of doing was pulling him in for an embrace.

His face was on the crook of my neck, eyes shut, with a limp body.

He began sniffling and I rubbed his back soothingly. I was at a complete loss for anything to say. Never have I witnessed someone cry in front of me, someone for me to comfort.

"Cry it out, this is your family you speak of, feel free to show your sadness."

He eventually began crying silently. I rocked him back and forth while lulling him.

Soon he had fallen asleep with his head in the crook of my neck. I softly laid him back on the bed and tucked him into the blanket.

I sat next to his sleeping figure, deep in thought. My knees up to my chest and my head slightly turned in his direction.

'What is it like to have parents? Siblings?'

It's the first time these thoughts come to mind. The first time I've completely realized I never knew those feelings.

I don't know who my family is or was.

What is of them? Do they still live?

As far as I remember I always wandered alone. A malnourished child with tattered clothes and no shelter.

I don't remember where I come from. No matter how hard I try to find those memories they simply don't appear, almost as if they never existed.

Everything has a root they sprout from. But what is my root?

My thoughts were interrupted by a knock. I stood up, heading to open the door without paying much attention to my situation, when I felt a hand grasp mine.

"Stay here. I'll open."

Sasuke-Kun was about to stand up, but I pulled him back. I reached my hands up to cup his face and gently wiped his remaining tears.

I offered him a closed eye smile and felt a pair of warm lips on my forehead.

"Sasuke-Kun, I recommend you remain indoors until the situation with the Leaf Shinobi subsides."

Sasuke-Kun simply nodded and I came to the conclusion that Orochimaru-Sama was leaving, considering Sasuke-Kun was closing the door.

"Ahh Sasuke-Kun, by any chance, do you know where Kyoko is?"

"She is here. She came early to offer to train me some more."

"Very well then, have her know that Kabuto and I will be heading to the Southern Hideout with Karin."

This time Sasuke-kun closed and locked the door with no interruptions.

"Why did you lie?" I asked curiously.

He crawled onto the bed and laid his head on my lap.

"Orochimaru can't know of us. He'll want us to have a child to use it to his benefit. I'm sure that's already his goal."

I played with his hair as I answered.

"He wouldn't go that far."

"You never know what to expect from a person like him."

"If he can't know, I will have to stay further away from you. He's a smart man and I'm sure he'll get suspicious."

"No, you don't have to stay away from me. All you have to do is not openly admit, to him, we are seeing each other."

I remained silent causing him to look up at me.

"What are you thinking about?"

"A lot of things."

"Tell me about them. We have all day."