Affection Between Us ||SasuIchi Oneshot Booklet||

Toxic (2/3)

A/N: @KagomeHonda requested, "I beg of you!," a part two... as with the last part, don't read this with anyone else in the room!!! This is definitely a lemon... *changes the settings of this booklet*

A dinner shouldn't be so awkward, thick with enough tension to kill a person. Yet, as their luck would have it, their mother's were besties. Mikoto Uchiha sat next to Chika Kuran, their offspring across from the respective parent. At the ends of the table were their fathers, whom didn't quite get along in the best of times. At the worst of times, the men simply waged war.

Sasuke and Ichiki were now in their twenties, sophomores in college. They'd ended their dangerous relationship just before summer break back in high school and now they were breaking for the wynter some odd years later, still very much missing one another. Ichiki was focusing on her studies and Sasuke had recently become engaged to an underclassman that he had been dating since towards the end of senior high school, much to the disapproval of his parents and at the disappointment of Ichiki's. The first generation had no idea about the naughty secrets that their youngsters hid, but they were always encouraging the two to get together despite strenuous protests.

"Thanks for having us over, Chika-San. It's so nice to see you again," Mikoto attempted to break the ice.

"Right, right. I thought that a nice meal would make a fine chance to see you all again," Chika gushed, sighing.

"Indeed! We have so much catching up to do!" Mikoto replied, a bit too cheerfully.

Ichiki took a sip of her tea, not sure if she should interject or not. She decided against it, voting to allow the mothers to enjoy their small talk. Fidgeting with the hem of her purple sweater dress, she crossed her legs and took another swig. Social gatherings were not her fondest activities, but she was more or less obligated to attend the event tonyght. Finally setting down her cup, she looked over Sasuke from the corner of her eye and resisted the urge to lick her lips the same way that she used to lick down his chest.

Tonyght, Sasuke wore a loose dress shirt that was red in colour. The first few buttons were left undone, a tie hanging casually from his neck as he fiddled with his cufflinks. Undoing them, he slid the gaudy things into the pockets of his tight black jeans. Per usual, his hair was tousled and reminded Ichiki of a porcupine.

"Are those new cufflinks? I thought that you weren't very much into them," she couldn't help but ask.

His onyx gaze bore into her now, lingering on certain parts of her that were needlessly accentuated by her attire. With a scoff, he tore his eyes away and shrugged.

"Akari got them for me as an early wedding gift," he explained, rolling his eyes.

"How delightful," Ichiki replied, bringing a napkin to her lips.

She suddenly had the need to vomit up her soul, probably due to the tea going bad.

"Why would she get something for you if she know-" Mikoto was cut off by a fierce look from Fugaku.

"They look quite expensive," Fugaku instead commented.

"Quite," Sasuke leered.

"Oh, that reminds me! Ichiki, you said that you had a date last week. How'd it go?" Mikoto smiled, her expression a bit too sweet.

"It was a tutoring session, Mikoto-San, and it went fine. The idiot will no doubt pass his maths exam when break has ended."

Sasuke's jaw clenched and unclenched, his grip tightening on his cup. Sneaking a peek at Ichiki, he verified that she had no visible marks anywhere and mentally sighed with relief. But then his gaze dropped, distracted by something shiny on her hand.