In Progress [SASUNARU]

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Before I get to ask him the one thing that's been on my mind the entire day he stands up. "Wait!" He didn't even get the chance to turn around or take a step before I said that, he even looked a little shocked.
"Hn?" He raises an eyebrow.
"I need to talk to you..." He sits back down, facing me.
"Is this about..?"
I nod my head. He gets an anxious look on his usually solemn face.
"It's more so about us-"
He sits back down, a but farther away.
"I get it if you don't want to talk anymore, or if you want to tell someone. I just want you to know that I'm so-"
"No! No no no. That's not what I'm saying Sasuke. I don't blame you, I promise I don't feel the need to do any of that. We can still be... Well- I guess that's what I wanted to talk-."
he cuts me off before I'm able to finish my sentence.
"I don't want you to have to worry about my feelings. I feel like I've already fucked up with 'us' enough."
"But I... You know, don't want to pretend that you didn't get your heart stomped on just because I'm going Through my own stuff..."
he scoots closer, making eye contact.
"That's nothing compared to what happened to you Naruto."
"That's not true..." he scoots back.
"It's not that bad, at least you didn't force yourself on me. I don't even remember it..."
"H-How can you even say that!!?" He stands up and I follow, wincing at my sudden movement, causing him to back away.
"Rape is rape!"
He shakes his head,
"I am someone who defiled you! I took something so precious from you, and you can never take it back!"
"S-Sasuk-"
"No! Your standing right in front of a rapist, Naruto! Stop pretending that everything is fine!"
He steps forward a little and I realise he has tears streaming down his flushed face. He stares at me with orbs full of hurt. Why's he so upset? "How do you not understand how wrong that is!? If you were anyone else I'd be in jail right now! Do you not understand how much it hurts me to know I did something like that to you of all people!? The only one I've truly cared for since my family was killed!?!"
I ball my fists, feeling claws form where nails used to be. Tears blur my slightly red vision and I just

Snap.

"WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!" He starts to look regretful. Well, more than he already did, and I'm convinced it's about what he's currently doing and not that he raped me. He raped me and he's the one who started freaking out first. I let a chuckle fall from my tear soaked, quivering lips. He steps backward a little more.
"N-Naruto I-"
I step forward until I'm close enough to grab a fist full of his collar which I do, and pull him closer. I can feel the marks on my face getting more and more pronounced.
"Can you not tell?! I-I... I'M SO SCARED!" I pull him closer, our noses inches away from each other.
"Things are happening to my body! And my mind! Its so disorienting!The only reason I even know that fucking word is because i've had way too many talks with Kurama about how this is gonna change my god damn life! Did you know that I'm dead without you Sasuke!? I'm scared out of my mind and I have no one to fucking blame! It wasn't your fault! You didn't know I was hammered! You didn't know this would happen to me! You were drunk too and you still tried to make sure you had my consent! How the fuck can I be mad at you?!"
I pause, looking for a response which he doesn't give. He only stares, in shock most likely.
"And you're sitting here, bitching about how you feel bad?! If you decide to leave me I could die while in heat! Or even worse! Get raped again and actually remember it! You don't know half of the things that are happening to me. Stop pitying me a-and..."
"I would never leave..."
He attempts to assure me while wiping both of our faces, trying to rid them of tears that are coming too fast for his hands to possibly wipe. I'm honestly glad he cut me off, I didn't know what to say. I take a step back, my fist still full of his clothing.
"H-How the fuck do I know that!? You had a crush on me back then! There's nobody new here that you care for!" He pulls me closer with a fist full of my clothing.
"Because I love you!"
He yells at the top of his lungs while staring straight into my fox-like eyes before pulling me into a kiss.

I only stand there in shock before he pulls away less than five seconds later. His widened eyes are filled with shock and tears. So are mine, but that's because I didn't want him to pull away. And I could tell it wasn't because of the kubi. "I-N-Naruto..." I pull him back into the kiss, not allowing him to finish his sentence which was most likely an apology. At first I don't really pay attention to what we're doing and more so how the kiss feels. His lips are soft, wet, and warm. Not to mention thin, not in a bad way. I can feel my nails and ears retract, the frustration completely dissolving, passion and comfort taking its place. This feels so good. Way better than in the academy. Our teeth didn't clash together. But I might still get beat up by a bunch of girls after this. He's so soft all I want to do is press harder, so I do. He presses back licking my lips before pressing his tongue against where they meet. It's almost as if he's asking for entry and knows I haven't done this before, so I open my mouth, giving him access. His hand releases my clothing to caress my cheek while his other hand Snakes it's way to my lower back causing me to gasp.

I guess he got scared because he quickly brought his hand up to my blond locks. My back almost painfully burns where Sasuke's hand was mere seconds ago. I leave it alone but the thought that I want his hand on my waist won't leave my mind. I pull away, grabbing the hand that was in my hair and placing it on my waist. At this point I realise that we're both still crying a river, but I don't care. I just want him. I want him to know it's okay. That I still need him. That I Still want him, even though it's in a completely different way now. "It's ok." I whisper through the waterfall of tears passing over my lips. I give a weak smile expecting something similar in return. Instead he places both his hands on the small of my back, grabs fist fulls of my clothing with each hand and buries his face in my neck before letting out loud sobs. "I'm sorry." He utters through muffled cries over and over again. "I-I know... it's ok..."  I do the same, trying to get my sentence out between the sobs. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and continue to sob with my forehead on his shaking shoulder.
We somehow end up sitting on the ground in the same position.

We sit for what feels like hours, crying our hearts out.