This was put off WAYY to long!:O
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Love is a Weakness-A Naruto Fan Fiction

Chapter Sixteen: Rumors

After quickly getting dressed, I trudged into the kitchen. Sasuke didn’t even glance at me as he set a plate in front of me.  It was eggs and bacon. I poked at it, scared he had poisoned it.

“You cook?” I asked suspiciously.  What if Sakura came over, bearing food? In hopes to kill me, gave this to Sasuke so she could have him for herself. Or, this could be Sasuke’s payback for almost punching him through the wall. Sasuke just sighed, leaving the room.

I sunk in my chair. He was so moody today. Could guys get periods? Was Sasuke on his man-period? I pushed my plate away, not taking any chances. Why was Sasuke suddenly so pissed at me?

Minutes passes by before Sasuke came back into the room. He was holding what looked like a letter. “Looks like we have the day off. Kakashi went on a mission.”

I nodded. “Sasuke?” I asked quietly. I wasn’t sure if he was just going to ignore me, again. Or perhaps this time take a swing at me? I seriously hoped not. I eyed him warily. Looking for any sudden movement, to give away what he was going to do next. Anticipating whether I should dodge him, or run after him.

He took a deep breath through his nose, as if trying to get a hold of himself. “What?” He said it neither nice nor mean. Just stared at me with a hard look. Something in his expression made me feel as if he wasn’t just looking at me, but through me. I shuddered at the thought. Sasuke came close to me, so he was inches from my face.

“Why are you being like this?” I was scared to talk above a whisper.  As though I was scared someone would hear me, or worse; he’d go back to ignoring me.

He seemed to feel the same. “Why’d you kiss me?” His cheeks held a tint of pink, but he refused to drop his gaze. His face held determinacy.

“I-I…I’m sorry-I……” Someone knocked on the door, interrupting my pathetic stuttering. I could’ve kissed this unknown person. Even if I had been able to explain, I wouldn’t know how to. What was I suppose to say? ‘Well, I didn’t kiss you because I actually like you. It was just to piss Sakura and Naruto off.’ Like hell I would. That would just give him another reason to hate me.

He went to the door while I went to my room.  How was I going to explain to him why I kissed him? And I thought earlier had been awkward.

“Hitomi! It’s for you!” I felt a sudden wave of panic hit me in the gut. Was it Naruto? As I prayed, I closed my door and locked it. I then sat in the corner of my room.

Loud pounding was heard from the other side of the door. “Open up! Someone’s here for you!” Sasuke. Did he enjoy my sudden phobia of Naruto? Is that why he continued to torture me? Sick, sadistic, son of a duck!

The door was forced open, breaking the lock. The door now hung from only one hinge, when it usually had three. Sasuke was fuming with anger. Had I upset him? “There’s a girl here for you.” he growled, leaving. I felt large amounts of relief wash over my body, then instantly felt regret and guilt. How long was this going to last?

A girl with blue hair stepped into view, looking mildly amused. Michiko. I was oddly pleased to see her. But the feeling was bitter.  I wasn’t so sure how I felt about her, at the moment. Nonetheless, I jumped up to greet her. Mainly because I was in a rather odd position, curled up in a corner.

“Hello,” my voice was rather dull, so I added a smile. It obviously wasn’t very convincing, because Michiko gave me a funny look.

“Hi, Hitomi!” I see you’re living with Sasuke now.” She giggled. As if it was the funniest thing in the world. I didn’t find it quite as amusing as she did. In fact, just the opposite. I glared, hoping she would burst into flames before me. Or maybe I would intimidate her enough to leave.

To my great disappointment, neither happened. A shame, really.

“Was there something you wanted? Sasuke, perhaps?” Maybe the ‘great’ Uchiha had made a mistake, and she was here to see him. She could very well be a fan girl. “Why would I come here to see that teme?” She snorted. Was she speaking down on Sasuke? I do believe she just earned some brownie points from me. If she insults Sakura at least once, I do believe she could be best friend material.

“Then, why?” anything harsh in my voice had disappeared; and was replaced with wonder. Not yet kindness. But, getting there.

“I’ve come to see you about the rumors. They’re not so….pleasant.” She shrugged. There are rumors? Rumors about what? She has now gotten my undivided attention. What was so…unpleasant, that she had to come see me?

“Okay, you’ve caught my attention. What are people saying nowadays?” I crossed my hands, resting my chin on them. I was sitting on the floor, with my legs crossed underneath me. Michiko was in a similar stance, only her hands were rested in her lap. Her head was cocked to the side.

Her voice dropped to a whisper and she leaned in closer. “They say that you kissed Sasuke. And then pummeled Sakura into the ground. They also say Naruto was so jealous, he almost killed Sasuke. I can obviously see that one was not true…. But they say that you and Sasuke are now a couple, and that’s why you moved in with him. And y’all have already done…uhh--…you know……..the dirty deed.”

While my stomach churned, my head whirled. Did people have no life? Did they deem me as such a little whore? My eyes burned, tears threatening to spill over. Not from humiliation--or even sadness. From anger. But, I couldn’t let them fall. I would not show this girl I was weak.

“I did kiss Sasuke. I did pummel Sakura. Naruto has not a reason to be jealous. But, why would I ever do such things with Sasuke?! I have reasons for staying with Sasuke, and I would like you to deny all of those rumors. Except for me almost killing Sakura. I like that one.” I somewhat whispered, but my voice was strong. I looked passed Michiko, refusing to actually look at her. What would she think of me if she saw the tears brimming my eyes? Weak. Disgusting. Pathetic. The options were unbearably endless.

“Right.” she confirmed.

“I don’t mean to be rude, but you have to leave.” I needed her out of the house as soon as possible. My need to punch something was getting stronger by the second. And if it was going to be someone it was going to be Sasuke. Not Michiko. He was--after all-- the reason I was in this mess.

“Just let me know if you ever need anything.” With that, she left. Hardly sparing me a glance. I think she could sense how incredibly infuriated I was becoming. Not that I was hiding it. She probably just didn’t want to be the target.

I was feeling rather numb as I walked to Sasuke’s room. I didn’t even bother to knock, but kicked in his door. Much like he had done. But, his door came completely off, and hit the opposite wall.

“Sasuke!” I growled. My eyes searched the room for him. That’s odd, I didn’t see him anywhere. He wasn’t on the bed, or somewhere else visible. I dropped to my knees, looking under the bed. Then in the wardrobe. I even looked in the drawers of the dresser. He wasn’t anywhere.

“Sasuke?” I called again. My voice was less fierce, but it still held that same passion.  A movement caught my eye, and a door opened to the right of me.

“Yes?” He sighed. There was a pair of boxers around his waist. That was it, drops of water dripped off of his hair, onto his bare chest. He held a towel around his shoulders. His wet hair was sexily sticking to his face and neck, in an untidy disarray oh, the joys of living with Sasuke.

Focus! I shook my head as if to erase the not so PG thoughts of Sasuke and I. This was not the time to be thinking such things. In fact, I shouldn’t ever think such things. My throat felt dry as I tried to swallow.

“I…umm--” My voice faltered as my eyes traveled to his chest. Think, think, think! what did I come in here for? My eyes went to his lips, my body ached to kiss him again. That’s right! I snapped my fingers.  I came here to confront him about the rumors!

He sat down on his bed, throwing the towel, waiting for me to say something intelligible. Instead of weird gurgled noises. Could he not be so hot, for at least two seconds? I felt like hitting myself repetitively in the head. Sasuke’s facial expression made me realize I had been doing just that. Oops.

“Did you know about those rumors?!” I had instantly gotten mad, again. As if there had been an on/off switch in my body.

“Yeah? So?” he ran a hand through his hair. Like this was an everyday thing. Maybe for him, but I was not going to stand for it.

“They say we’re a thing. They think I moved in with you because we’re together! They think we do disgusting things together!” I screamed. How could he take this so lightly? He just laid down, his arm resting over his eyes.

“Is that such a bad thing? I’m sure everyone our age had already done such things. It’s to be expected, Hitomi. We could die at any given day. No one is going to look down on you, it doesn’t actually matter.”

“Yes! It is a bad thing! It does matter. To me, Sasuke!” I sneered his name. he had no clue how much he was pissing me off. “I haven’t done such nonsense with anyone! How could you think I would do such a thing with you? I couldn’t even be bothered to touch you!”

He rolled over on his stomach, propping his head up with one arm. An evil glint was shining in his eyes. “You wouldn’t kiss me, again? Not even if you had the chance?”

“No.” I was defiant. Of course I was lying. Hadn’t I just been thinking of kissing him a moment ago? But, that was not the point. I wouldn’t let him pass this rumor off as nothing. It was something. And I was determined to show him that.

Before I could even blink, Sasuke had pushed me against the wall. His body pressed against mine. He was pushing into me hard, the wall was biting into my back. I gasped in surprise, looking into his eyes. My brain was screaming at me to push him off. But my body wouldn’t let me, it was enjoying the way he was holding me. I looked up at him pleadingly. Why was it so hard to control myself? Why did I feel as if I would beg for him to touch me in any way possible? “Are you sure?”

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Oh yes, I know I’m mean for that one. MWAHAHAAHAH! Don’t you just love cliff hangers? I know I do! It makes it more interesting. Nahh, it just tortures people. I actually find that quite funny.

Would you like me to explain my absence? If I stayed another night at my friend’s, I would be able to go to her swim meet. Therefore, insuring that I got to see her hot swim coach(; You know you would so take the opportunity if it was shoved in your face like that! Please, tell me you would! Okay, I have a picture for Hitomi. Please, keep in mind that I drew it, and that means it is not perfect. Be open minded until I can find a decent one, with out the person half naked. That just not appeal to me.

Again, I’m sorry for that wait.(I HAD to see her sexy swim coach.) PWEASE FORGIVE ME! (Gets on knees and begs)

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