Empty Eyes: Book 1

Chapter 14

When I came to, I was more comfortable than I've ever been in my life. Something cool and comforting was wrapped around me that perfectly balanced out the warmth of the blankets.

I was on my side, halfway strewn across the cool object and felt someone's fingers gently run through my hair from root to tip, pushing it back out of my face, causing goosebumps to rise on my bare shoulders.

Sasuke's deep and familiar voice rumbling out from under me brought my cozy little world crashing down, "Sakura."

My eyes shot open in terror, all the things that happened with Madara, Obito, and Sasuke quickly replaying in my mind.

My head was resting upon his naked and extremely toned torso so my first visual was of his defined abdominal muscles. His familiar attractive scent finally registered in my senses and I dared to move back slightly so I could look up at his face, unsure of what to expect after what Madara had done to him in the cellar.

His beauty stole the breath from my body. His dark, brooding eyes bored into my soul, but he didn't say a word as he seemed to be waiting patiently, for once, on me to react. My eyes searched the chiseled plains of his face for any sign of acknowledgement that he remembered what happened, but unfortunately found none. In fact, all that was there was the familiar guarded expression he'd offered me when I'd touched his face in the bathroom after the incident with Sai.

I gingerly reached up to feel my neck for the bite mark from Madara and Obito, but knew even before feeling the smooth skin there the injury wouldn't exist anymore. His eyes followed my hand with the slightest hint of curiosity, but he still didn't speak.

Unsure, I tried my luck one last time before giving up on Sasuke somehow recalling the incident completely, "Did you heal it?"

I waited for his reaction so I could study it carefully. His eyes danced between my neck and my gaze a few times before he moved to sit up with a bewildered look, "I don't understand..."

I pulled back with the intent to get off the bed, but when I realized I was in nothing more than a lacy bra and underwear set, I flopped back down with a bright red face, "H-How did we end up in bed together? We didn't...?"

Sasuke put a hand to his temple with a wince, a look extremely out of place on his usually perfect features. He blinked a few times before locking eyes with me once more, "You smell the same, but...I don't know how we got here. I don't know...I don't know what happened after dinner at all."

My body was still burning with embarrassment at both of our states of undress and his casual mentioning of my scent, but I tried to think of a way to explain what happened without accidentally mentioning Madara's actions. The last thing I needed or wanted was for Sasuke to drain me dry of blood whether he wanted to or not. There really isn't a way to make him fully understand without putting myself in danger.

Tears began welling up in my eyes and I tried to crawl off of him before he noticed, but it was no use. His hands clasped over both of my wrists and he pulled me up until I was straddling his lap. I tried to avoid his eyes, but he released one of my wrists and gently yet firmly held my chin so I couldn't turn my head away from him. "You know something. Tell me."

My mind continued to reel whilst trying to come up with a way to tell him what happened and also ignore the heat pooling in my lower abdomen at the sheer closeness of our bodies. Almost like a fish, my mouth opened and closed as I tried to form the words, "Well, um..I-I can't really, uh, I can't tell you or something terrible will happen."

His dark eyes searched my face for what felt like years, only furthering my attraction. My body was beginning to curve into his naturally, as though it knew what to do without my brain's instructions. His eyes danced down to my lips and an unfamiliar dark look crossed his face for a fraction of a second before he suddenly released his hold and gently pulled himself out from under me so he could climb off the bed and head toward the bathroom, eyes burning a dark glare into the floor.