Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ Little game of Pretend ❯ Just a Game of mine... ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Darkened Fire - Tears of a Kitsune
See all those people on the ground,
Wasting time
I try to hold it all inside,
But just for tonight,
The top of the world,
Sitting here wishing,
The things I've become,
That something is missing,
Maybe I...(fuck it)
what do I know.

And now it seems that I have found,
Nothing at all,
I wanna hear your voice out loud,
Slow it down, slow it down,
Without it all,
I'm choking on nothing,
It's clear in my head,
And I'm screaming for something
Knowing nothing is better than knowing it all.

Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.24.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 704 | Status: Completed

Sasuke wasn't the one to play games.
Well, except for that game maybe.
The game he played at every night after hours of hard training and solid missions were done.
Though he played it, Sasuke wasn't sure he liked the game anymore.
It had seemed like a good thing in the beginning, it always did. And neither of them objected to it or ever tried to stop.
After all, it was only a game.
The dark haired boy always knew what was coming at the end of the day, how they'd be there waiting for him in his room. How he'd come home to his huge, silent house and feel angrier then ever just because of that little thing.
That little, unimportant thing.
How he'd storm up the stairs and fling open the door, slamming it closed behind him before grabbing their collar and dragging them towards him, pulling them in for the kiss. How they fought for awhile, trying to push him away, but eventually the struggles stopped, eventually they gave in.
They always gave in to him.
He remembered how they'd let him win at first, let him think he was in charge of the situation, letting his throw them back onto the bed forcefully, without a care, without concern. He remembered how they'd toy with him, ripping him apart and then stitch him back together. Letting him win and then flipping it around so that he was on his back instead.
But it never lasted long.
He remembered how he'd dig his fingernails into their back, creating angry red marks all over their skin. He marked them, they were his. But he knew, he knew it was all just jealously, just possessiveness, because he never felt anything really, not a thing for them really.
And he knew that they felt nothing for him either.
It was all hate and tension; it was all pain and rage. They had never wanted on another, there was always someone else they desired so much but had never been able to get. He often thought about how that person had flitted away, dancing from his outstretched fingertips like a butterfly.
How he wanted that butterfly.
He remembered how he'd dig in his heels and demand to be in control, to be `on top', but how he would never look them in the face, in the eyes. Because he knew, he knew that if he did, the fantasy would be over. But he liked the fantasy.
The only part he didn't like was that it was a fantasy at all.
He remembered how they bite him, drawing blood and then lapping it up like a cat, a beautiful, silky coated cat. He remembered how the cat would hiss with every movement, sharp teeth glinting in the darkness as they rode out the pain and tortured ecstasy. How the cat would not call out his name, but someone else's, Kiba's name. Such a pretty cat…
…A white eyed cat.
He remembered how the cat would leave him, silent save for the gentle rustling of clothing as they dressed and left him to lie alone in the messy bed and dirtied sheets, dreaming that the long dark haired would become shorter, lighter. His fingers would tangle with the crumpled bed covers as he dreamt on, never asleep, on staring at the plane ceiling.
The ceiling that still spun slightly when he looked too hard.
No, Sasuke didn't like the game anymore; he didn't like pretending like he had. And he knew, he knew that the other didn't either. Because Sasuke wanted the real thing,
He wanted Naruto.
Authors Notes: -Shock/gasp/horror- not another pathetic one shot! Meh, this was just another little piece I dreamed up while I couldn't sleep, and so I typed it up to pass the time and hopefully become more sleepy-ish. Thank god, it worked. But anyway, if you see any mistakes, please inform me, but it was simply because of the fact that my vision was blurred from being up so late. O.o Anyways, review! Please?