Hunting the Shadows 1: SasuSaku Fanfic

Chapter 17

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The snap of the door was so resounding that it echoed in my mind for a few more seconds before I could register what had happened.

I'd made him uncomfortable, gotten under his skin when he wasn't even expecting it.

It took me a while to fall asleep after that. Both in part because it was still a bit light outside, and Sasuke left without even looking back at me. That thought alone was torture. Imagining the types of looks crossing his face plagued my mind as I lay my head against the pillow.

Yuko came in at some point during the night, but I shut my eyes quickly after seeing her and pretended to be asleep. She tutted around the room, smoothing over my blankets, pulling them up closer to my chin. Her small hand even went over my forehead for a few seconds before she pulled it away, walking out of the room with the door shutting behind her.

Although, not a minute later the door opened again. Yuko must've forgotten something, so I just kept my eyes shut.

But, the bed shifted, a new weight placed upon it. It was hard to keep my eyes shut, but after more time went by and nothing happened I couldn't help but crack them open a sliver, gazing through my eyelashes.

Sasuke stared down at me, the moonlight casting hard shadows against his face as it came in through the window. It was difficult to make out his expression, though. Too hard to get a glimpse of his eyes.

I shut mine fully then. No, I did not want to talk about it right now, the timing wasn't correct. He had just left without explanation earlier today, so I highly doubted that he would be willing to open up about it only a few hours later.

So, what did he want?

We stayed still for I don't know how long. I kept my breathing steady as I waited for him to do something. Anything.

Just when I thought all he was going to do was sit with me, his hand reached out and brushed my hair aside, his fingers lightly tracing over my cheek as he did so.

It took everything I had to not open my eyes, to not make my breath hitch at the touch.

His hand lingered at the side of my head for a few more seconds before he took it back.

He left then, his weight lifting from the bed.

I cracked my eyes open, but he'd already gone, leaving so quickly and silently that I hadn't even heard the door shut.

My hand rose to where he'd touched my cheek. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest it was so loud from thinking about it.

He'd touched me. I had not expected such a light caress from him.

Obviously he had to touch me while we sparred, but those touches were of a different kind. They were rough, calculated, done out of necessity to teach me.

But this, this was not out of necessity.

This was done out of...concern?

I bit the inside of my cheek as the thought flashed before my mind. Sasuke was a vampire. Vampires killed people, drank their blood in order to sustain their own. They were monsters, completely horrific beings that plagued dreams, turning them into nightmares.