IV

Part II

(Sharing secrets)

Johnny Cash- God's Gonna Cut You Down

Sasuke was now fully awake.

A bad taste lingered in mouth, erasing the previous balmy sensation. Reality devoured everything on its path, anything that held him from facing it. He was unable to stay in her embrace anymore. Pain burned him so much where their skin was connected that he felt suffocated.

He sat up.

The worst memories he had with her kept replaying, especially that infamous Sunday at the park. That day he had to face the fact that it had always been about Naruto and would always been. No matter what happened. She had never seen him more than a just one of her friends.

Despite knowing that, despite taking his distance, he seduced her yesterday. It was not his intention. However, being so close to her again, touching her skin once more, it was too much for him. He gave in. He did his best to make her give in too.

Sasuke's head dropped.

His body was still basking in the afterglow of their night together. The ghost of his reactions to her and her trembling form haunted his core. It was all good but meant nothing against his fear of her reaction.

What if she accused him of having taken advantage of her?

There's nothing he could do about it, but he knew about how to manage the aftermath. He was going to act like a man. His sole option left was to own up to what he had done and eventually seek for forgiveness. He couldn't change her feelings, neither had he the right to ask her to shut her mouth. There's no way for scandal to befall by his own hand, but he wasn't going to keep it from happening.

He had never been a coward. Today wasn't going to be the day he'd begin.

He turned toward her.

A melancholic expression adorned his features.

The worst about it was, he wasn't entirely repentant. He loved her! Being this close physically to her had given him such pleasure and joy, the aftermath was still rampaging through his being as something delightful. Ghosts from the night before were dancing on his skin.

His heart was a battle ground between sorrow and bliss. They were so contradict, tearing him apart.

He would never have her.

He needed her.

She loved his best friend.

She kissed him back with the same rage.

He hovered over her, both his hands at each side of her head. He lightly kissed her cheek, immediately receiving a reaction. His heart was heavy. This could mean the beginning as it meant the end of something. Something was bound to die for another one to live. This reality shined brighter when her pale eyes fluttered open instantly. The gesture ultimately broke his heart.

Their eyes locked for an eternity. She straightened, sitting slowly up while he gradually backed down. He got back to his seat.

Her gaze swept everywhere into the dim-lighted room, and then travelled under the sheets to her nudity. Hinata clung to the white tissue. The skin of her face flushed. Her expression was bashful.

"Oh" she mumbled looking down in shame.

Seeing her breasts even for a short period of time got him back in time. His impatient mouth and hands, his burning body, her moans, his need, how avid they had been for each other's taste, how demanding he had been, how greedy she looked… It had been so hot, so ardent that the memory got him half hard, matching his guilt.

The only barrier keeping his rational side to melt and give in to his feelings was her expression.

"… Are you hurt?"

"No"

His voice was caught in his throat.

His lips felt too dry. He licked it.

Her eyes followed the motion.

"We shouldn't have… done it." She said. She adverted her gaze to the opposing wall "I'm sorry for k-k-kissing y-you"

The pang of guilt hit again, playing with his heart, dragging its claws along his back, and yet…

"I regret nothing" he said, testing the limit of her words, assessing the reactions of her body.

"You can't say that. There's Sakura-Chan and Naruto-kun and-"

"We didn't do anything we didn't want to, did we?"

"I feel bad. I-I-I- feel like a bad person. What if someone saw us?"

"I hope your guilt will go away. And sorry to have hurt you… in any way"

He finally recognized her expression. It wasn't the face of someone hurting. She just reflected his emotional struggles, the difference between them being that his face was cool. He could feel it. That was how Uchiha Sasuke was.

You'd never know what he though about or felt. That's his business and not anyone else.

"It has nothing to do with that" she pleaded.

"Then what is it about?"

"I might have-"

Screams roaring through the halls covered her voice and stopped her. People were getting close.

"Hey where is Hinata? Hinata!" her boyfriend half asked, half screamed. He wasn't angry or anxious –just his usual cheery and loud self.

"Shut up dobe!" a feminine voice snapped.

A heavy, dull sound echoed, followed closely by a door slammed against the wall. Her heart skipped a beat. The sound came from the next room from what they could tell. Her poor heart was on the verge to explode. They looked at the door, paralyzed for a second.

That's when their door cracked open.

Their door opened before their eyes and they were still naked, sitting side by side and sharing the same bed.

Two big eyes took in the couple.

"Naruto-kun! Hey!"

The entrance finally slammed shut as the previous door -as if the sky fell over the earth.

Sasuke ran to the door to lock it up. The little click was almost silent, but it echoed through their heads. Never had he feared something so much in his life.

Someone angrily knocked again. The brash repetitive bumping of fist against wood vibrated in an infernal battle for the door to open. Sasuke just stood there naked. Hinata froze on the bed.

There was nothing else to do but listen to the outside world.

"What the fuck! It doesn't open big eyebrows?"

"Oh Na-Naruto-kun! It can't!"

"I saw you open it now. Right Sakura-Chan?"

"He's right. Why the hell are you condemning the door?" Sakura menacingly asked

"Well… i-it's kind of oc-cupied…" Rock lee stuttered.

"Man, it's your… first time walking… on people fucking?" Naruto said between laughs. "And I thought Sasuke was prude". He laughed harder.

"Naruto…" someone called, cutting the laugh right on the spot "I knew I should have never let you take care of Hinata-Sama" Neji menacingly added.

"Looking for a fight? Come on prick! I can take you whenever I-"

"Naruto-kun, no!" Lee said, sounding like he was struggling.

"It's hard to get anymore pathetic than you"

"W-what are you doing Neji-Chan?" Rock lee asked

"Calling her phone one last time"

Hinata look at Sasuke shamelessly. He was naked but her fear was too much… she stumbled and struggled to find her phone before it was too late.

"Who are you?" Neji asked coldly, then everything was silent.

Sasuke grabbed her arm. Hinata tried to struggle but he was stronger. He grabbed both her shoulders and pressed her against the wall. Once his body trapped her for good, her put is index against her lips. He shushed her silently.

Hinata was cold but she remained still.

"Hey, ask her if she has seen Sasuke" Sakura asked.

"I guess I can't ask anything" Naruto mocked "aw, sakura-chan. It wasn't necessary"

"Stop with your rambling. What are you doing with her phone?" Neji asked with annoyance, his voice vanishing with time.

"Ugh! Neji can be so pleasant something. I'll be looking for Sasuke-kun on my own"

"Hey Sakura-Chan. I'm coming with you"

More dull sounds and then no more…

Sasuke left Hinata's body against the wall and quickly put on his boxer and dark jeans before seeking Hinata's scattered clothes on the floor. She stayed pinned against the cold concrete. He approached her and dropped her clothes at her feet. She was still looking at the closed door.

Some minutes of recuperation were needed.

Sasuke put on his sneakers, and the rest of his clothes, and then turned off his phone. He put on his hood and turned to a clothed Hinata. She seemed okay. No headache, no discomfort, just hickeys and a wild appearance. Her eyes were definitely avoiding his. He could only understand, but he couldn't leave her there like that.

He put his phone in the front pocket of his leather jacket. A sigh escaped his parted lips.

"Let me ride you back home."

"O-okay"

"But we have to make it to my house first for you to… fix your appearance and find an alibi"

Sasuke took the front to look out for any danger. They finally agreed that Hinata took Sasuke's hood. She put it on and walked behind him. They made it to his car without any hindrances.

It was a gray Volvo he didn't know had a frightening effect on his female peers at school. Hinata remembered hearing crazy stories about it. She almost laughed.

They left the unruly house, unaware of Hiruto's amused eyes.

"I see that some crazy stuff happened during this party"

The car drive was deadly silent.

The only good thing about it was the driver was faster than usual. Thus, they made it to the Uchiha's mansion in no time. Reality downed on her.

After her first time sleeping outside of her house, it was her first time going to the famous Uchiha's mansion.

It didn't hit her where she was going until the view of the white two-story house slapped her in the face. The residence was gigantic, and the style was a perfect contrast to the Hyuga more classic one. It was as if it was build to reflect their wealth.

The fresh lawn complimented the house, taming a bit the condo-like feeling to the place. The architect made sure no one would step onto it by creating graveled paths for cars and people. Sculpted bushed were added to the greenery, standing guards at each corner of the house.

Nothing was classic about the architecture otherwise, from the irregular façade of the house forming a right angle, to the harmony between walls painted white and those covered with large and flat stones.

She could see it featured on the cover of a magazine for the Rich and Famous.

"Wow"

"You like it?" he smiled a bit.

"… I-it has ch-charm" she said and dropped her blushing face, reverting back to her embarrassed self.

Sasuke parked in an underground garage, where there were six other cars. She wasn't really good with naming brands but the luxury transpiring from those vehicles couldn't lie.

"Let's go"

When they went through the doors, they entered a lobby where a chandelier made of crystal hung from the ceiling. The walls were painted light grey, with white framing it.

Wide and tall plants stood into two huge dark brown pots that stood at the sides of an entrance leading to the rest of the house and those of two convoluted steps leading to the second floor, where two golden statues that stood guards before two entrances. Between those two giants was a large window which took half the wall in length, and all the area in width.

When they reached the top of the stairs, she got a glimpse of the view behind the house: there was a ridiculously big pool with a circular Jacuzzi at the edge. There were huge beach-umbrellas and grey two-place deckchairs around it.

They went through a long corridor with many closed doors until they reached their final destination.

"My room" he informed her, opening the door and pulling her through.

She was faced by dark curtains. He closed the door behind her and went to the front to open the curtains, unveiling a floor-to-ceiling window. The setting sun's light came in and made Sasuke's creamy skin and dark hair glow before her eyes.

He moved about the room seeking something and touching everywhere. Hinata stood before the door looking at the dark haired teen with disheveled appearance.

"Can I help you?" she hesitated, as she wanted to do anything to eliminate the extra adrenaline.

"No need. You can take a bath or sit on the bed –do whatever you feel like"

She chose the latter option.

The walls were painted in white at the top and had polished wood at the bottom. There was a king sized bed against a wall, and smooth grey carpet with brown lines underneath it. A large office was against the opposite wall with bookshelves aside it. On it was a lamp and a lap top and other technologic stuffs put in order. On the wall in front of the windows was a big wardrobe, a one-place leather sofa, a small fridge. She suspected him to isolate himself all days long.

It was the first time she has found herself in the bedroom of a boy.

It wasn't heavily decorated. There was just the necessary: a king-sized bed, a big cupboard, a desk with his laptop, headphones and loudspeakers aside it, and a mini-bookcase. The sole oddity was the mini fridge and the dark chandelier. As for the choice of furniture, it looked like an adult owned the place –it was clean, in order, the colors were dark and the material looked luxurious.

She doubted he was the one who took care of furnishing the room, considering the mature undertone.

Whoever did it had good taste. She could only be appreciative as the place catered to her senses –the beauty was a pleasure for her eyes, and the suave perfume a treat to her nose. She almost forgot about their horrid day.

"Why is Neji so formal with you?"

His question abruptly busted her bubble.

She looked at him for the first time. A subtle expression he didn't decipher adorned her features. Some seconds went by and he regretted asking. It wasn't like him to try to fill in the silence or to pry. He couldn't care less about Neji, but it was the only thing that came to his mind.

It was deafening to watch her so still.

It was neither funny when he was touching, putting and disarranging things. He felt ridiculous. He was just running round and round, every one of his move adding another layer on his stress' level, every erratic effort adding more to the pressure that was transforming him into a total wreck… the last step was for his nerves to explode either into rage and babble about nonsense.

He didn't want any of that.

"It's … complicated. I don't want to think about it now"

"Is there… something you want to do?"

"No"

"Feel at home"

She sat there at the foot of the bed and brought her legs to her chest. Sasuke saw it but didn't add anything, for his invitation was clear and she wasn't idiot –if it felt better then so be it.

Ignorance was a blessing and if words were silver, silence was gold.

They were both silent.

From his position across his bed, his eyes were glued to the dark shadows created by the dying day on his ceiling.

The scenery didn't look real.

He was aware of the time slipping away as slowly as the last rays of the sun, and even more about her ghostly presence. He was painfully aware of the unpleasant reality, that they would probably never have another chance to be together like that again –just the two of them in the same place.

He didn't want to waste any more minute he had with her, yet he didn't want to speak or make any effort.

Everything was so still, so timeless. Soon enough the room was plunged in complete darkness. There was no sound to cut through the pregnant silence.

That usually welcomed stillness gripped him wrongly. The chaos tearing his chest was close to a painful chirurgical intervention with the morphine slowly dissipating from his system. Even unconsciousness wasn't merciful enough to take him away.

He didn't mind the pain though. It just stopped mattering since his parents' death. Losing things and starting over was just life at its finest for him.

"Sasuke…" Her strangely cool voice pierced through his mind.

Sasuke breathed heavily; his body, once limp and cool, turned stiff, almost hurting. There was this part calmly waiting anything good or bad that she might say, and the other one agitated at the very sound of her voice.

So contradicting –it was always like that with her. It could drive one crazy.

"Can I stay?"

The overflow of information froze him. He didn't want to speak –he couldn't. He realized this was self-defense, an automatism against any unleash of unwanted emotions. Everything would eventually be fine no matter what sacrifice it would take.

He would eventually recover his aloofness.

The sharp sound of his phone pulled him out of his dark thoughts and wishes.

"I-I-I- need a place to think and-and w-we n-need… I need a-an alibi. T-there's Neji-nii-san, m-my f-father and N-N-Naruto-Kun-"

He methodically let her words fell into his ears, getting the message but dissociating his feelings slowly.

Sasuke looked through his phone to shut down his loud mind. It was for the best as he's got to see for the first time all the missed calls. There're mainly from Sakura and Naruto, which helped very much to clear his mind. He had been stupid and was happy to feel the pang at his heart –he wasn't a monster after all. It was better to wish for something you had than something you would never get.

Now he could think openly. He erased all the messages from people he couldn't care less. In the middle of erasing everything, one message got his attention despite being from an unknown number. It was a video file named: You got busted.

It had nothing special, but something foreign in the depths of his subconscious made him press on the play button.

"-and t-to make i-it worse Lee-San saw us t-together and Tatsuki-San too. I can't –I c-can't take it if people learn about it, about anything… I-I… please-"

For the first since they met, Sasuke didn't pay any attention to what she was saying.

"W-what a-are –we going to s-say? We n-n-need to agree to-" she continued unperturbed by his silence, choking on her words with each sobs.

At first, his mind was blank, almost denying the sense of recognition scratching at the peripheral of his mind.

"-cause t-two people saw us today and w-we-"

The room, the light, the bed with dark cheery wood and pure white sheets… and the pale bodies…

"-of it… C-can I m-make a c-call?"

"What the…"

'Arg… fuck… heavens! Hina!'

'Ah… Ah… Hah-hah… ha-'

'Shit… You like it that way? ... Ugh'

'Ah…ah…Hah-'

'Answer me!'

If it weren't for Hinata snatching the phone, his eyes would have been glued to the screen longer than that. However, his eyes kept staring at the previous spot of the phone.

Hinata sat at his sides, but her face didn't match his. She couldn't stay that unemotional.

Two people were having sex.

The boy was banging raw a long haired girl from behind. Her breasts shook violently at each raw thrust of his hips. She was grabbing desperately on the bed's sheets while babbling incoherently under the harsh groans and commands of her partner who was not going easy on her, his tense muscled arms and chest testifying of all the passion he was pouring in the penetration.

They had been obviously going on at it for a long time. Their body glistered with sweat. They were so lost to their desire that someone had been able to film them without hitch.

Their parallel position to the door and the lamp glowing enough let their stalker have the perfect setting for the video. The boy whose sweating face contorted in pleasure was unmistakable Sasuke. The disheveled hair and the dark unfocused eyes were his. Even his acquaintances could recognize him.

For the girl, the eyes were hidden behind her long dark hair. It could be anyone. Her voice could be mistaken if she tried to deny everything. After all, no one would intentionally associate them together, but he had called her name.

Hina!

He had said her name in a moment of oblivion, like tomorrow didn't exist.

Well, it did and they would have to face it.

'Guess who else knows about it'

Chapter III: consuming part I getting over

"Don't waste your breathe. I know about you two"

Despite the tone being almost neutral, on the verge of being mocking, it didn't brush Hinata the right way. Her pent-up fear could not be put aside so easily, especially knowing what the whole affair meant for anyone concerned about Sasuke.

She just looked bewildered and unable to say anything.

Of course

SASUHINA ALL THE WAY!

P.S: For those who couldn't read and comment on the actual story because I've written "for the way", yeah, thanks, I've learned it was "for the win". I've fixed and changed every one of them.