[FANFIC; sasusaku] draft 01 + 02
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Her jaw was shaking.
Her mouth was dry.
Her lips moved minutely.
After a few heartbeats, her tongue slipped out to wet her dry lips. And then, her lips pursed and relaxed. They parted a little, and closed tightly.
His narrowed eyes squinted, and lifted to her green, green eyes.
He swallowed a little.
Sasuke should stop looking at those lips.
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“What now?”
Her unbelievably green eyes were large and there was something in there, in those eyes. But her lashes lowered and hid those expressive eyes. When those long lashes lifted, the something that was supposed to be in there, to be in those eyes - vanished (or hid - or whatever, Sasuke decided). The green of her eyes became stormy, unreadable, annoying.
She likes to hide.
And he wanted to… find her.
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Sakura blinked, her eyelids dropped quickly, and lifted slowly.
…little brother? She thought, confused. Sasuke-sama never told me about… his family. Her eyes narrowed, there are resemblances. This man is like Sasuke-sama’s older and rougher version. More masculine… Sasuke-sama has softness, but this man… Sakura recoiled when the man’s cold eyes focused on her. Subtly, she moved further behind Sasuke, peeking around his shoulder.
Scary! Sasuke-sama was scary but… there was something about this man that was…
“Itachi.” Sasuke’s voice was like icicles, sharp and cold.
Itachi’s eyelids lowered, “you don’t sound pleased.” He said conversationally. Although, his voice lacked warmth.
“I don’t have time for pleasantries, asshole.” The younger Uchiha snapped. “What are you doing here?”
Itachi shrugged. “Business,” he replied. “How about you?”
“Nothing that concerns you.”
“Where is Arisawa?” asked Neji.
Kisame grinned at him. “Looking for him, eh? Sorry! But we arrived first…” His eyes squinted, “and we’d like to collect our reward for being punctual.”
“What do you want?” growled Naruto, dropping to his defensive position.
“Didn’t Kisame answer your question? We are to collect a reward.” Itachi stepped closer. Konoha ninjas tensed.
“You want the Kyuubi, huh?” Naruto grinned sadistically. “You shitheads never know when to give up.”
Kisame laughed. “Sorry to disappoint you, kid! But no.” His grin turned more sinister. “Kyuubi-chan can wait for a while. At the meantime, we wanted to play with someone else.”
Sasuke tensed. The Crazy Brother… and his Pet Fish wanted to play with someone else, other than Kyuubi? That’s shit. He thought. What’s the catch here? And he had feeling, he would not like it.
(which for starters, was not surprising, for Sasuke never liked anything, except for tomatoes and bullying Naruto)
And then it hit him.
on mr. endlessly and rag doll sakura. please, bear with me. i'm trying. for real.
about deleting a fic, yes i will. mister uchiha... something. yes, that one. i will delete it. yes. but if anyone wants to continue it, well, fire away.