Separated Together

Chapter One.

Disclaimer: No, I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters.

Hello again, I know it has been awhile since I have written a story, but I'm back in business now. Hope you all enjoy this story!

-DarkBlossom

The wind whipped her hair around her, the cool breeze was a welcome relief from the sun bearing down on her.

Sakura adjusted the volume on the radio as her foot pressed down a little more on the gas pedal of her Jeep.

"Don't think about it." She demanded of herself, "Just keep going."

She drove, allowing the music to keep her mind occupied from her thoughts returning to what resided in the opposite direction.

Her destination came into view, Sakura felt a wave a relief wash over her. This was her safe haven, her home away from home, her favorite place. Sakura drove through the town, the familiar shops and restaurants bringing back memories of her families vacationing spot.

She came to a halt at the only stop light in the small town, Sakura flipped on her blinker and waited for the light to turn an obnoxious green. She turned left and headed down the road parallel to the beach. Her families house was the third one, Sakura pulled into the drive and parked.

Sakura hopped out, her small feet carried her to the front door. She pulled out the spare key from in the flower box, the key fit into the lock and the door clicked open. Sakura stepped inside and was assaulted with the unmistakable smell of construction work.

"What the…" Sakura took in the sight around her. The floors were torn away, the counter tops and cabinets in the kitchen were piled on the back deck, which was visible through the glass doors directly across from the front door. There was no furniture to be found either.

Sakura tried her best not to scream her frustrations. 'Of course they would go and do something like this.' She thought. Sakura longed to walk through the rest of the house to see if any of the comforting rooms had been untouched, but she knew they would all be as destroyed as the kitchen and front rooms.

Sakura quickly turned away. The front door slammed, the key was replaced and Sakura didn't look back as she angled into her Jeep and pulled out of the driveway.

"Damn." Sakura cursed as she steered her bright red vehicle back onto the main road of the town. Her anger pulsed through her, her parents had often talked about remodeling their vacation home, though Sakura never thought it would it involve so much change. She loved the house, its old charm. She longed to hear each creak in the floor, the open windows, and the sent of the ocean filling every inch of the house.

She released a sigh and pulled into a small cottage hotel. Once checked in, Sakura dropped her bag, the contents of which, had been hastily throw together when she left her parents home. She shook her head, not wanting to think about why she left.

Sakura left her room, she walked the front doors of the hotel. Her temporary residence was located along the main street in the town. An old board walk adored both sides of the street, where equally old shops and restaurants where lined up.

Sakura loved this town, she always had. She turned and headed towards the ocean, she slipped off her sandals when she reached the golden sand, Her feet carried her to the water. Even during the middle of summer the icy waters always shocked Sakura. She stood there, her feet melting into the sand, the sun warming her. Before her thoughts could wander to her parents latest betrayal, she pulled her feet from the sand and moved in the direction opposite the town. Opposite the direction of her parents location.

Sakura wasn't sure how long she walked for, but when she stopped, she took in the sight around her. The ocean was shallow, its perfectly clear, blue water gently splashed against a large cliff. The sandy beach led to a grassy hill that slowly rose into said cliff. This area was breath taking. Sakura wondered why more people weren't in this area.

"What are you doing here?"

Sakura spun around, her heart pounding. 'How ironic.' The words crossed Sakura's mind, right before her body froze at the sight of the owners voice.

The male that was standing a few feet behind her was, plain and simply, gorgeous. He stood well over six feet, his sneaker clad feet were set firmly on the ground. His legs were well toned. His only article of clothing was a pair of black running shorts, they rode low on his narrow waist. His abs were perfectly defined, as though they had been carved into him. His arms looked strong, they led to broad shoulders. But his face was the most breathtaking face that Sakura had ever seen. His jaw was firmly set, his narrow lips were tilted down slightly. His high cheek bones were enviable. The black depths of his eyes seemed never ending, his hair matched his eyes and seemed to defy gravity, but his spikes looked amazingly touchable.

"Well?"

Sakura was pulled from her thoughts, "Well what?" She asked.

The males eyes darkened into a glare, "What are you doing here?"

"Diving for clams." Sakura's sarcastic remark only deepened the males glare.

She released a sigh, "I'm just walking." She gestured around herself like it was obvious.

"This is private land." His voice was deep and somehow very soothing.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't realize." Sakura said, a slight blush adoring her cheeks. She turned to leave.

"Don't!"

His warning came to late. A sharp pain stabbed the bottom of her foot and ran up her leg. Her body was frozen, her mind registering only the intense feeling of burning.

Suddenly his arms were around her, supporting her, lifting her up. He carried her up the grassy hill and towards the most gorgeous house Sakura had ever seen.

It was also one of the largest houses she has seen. It was perfectly white, large windows adored much of the sides. A wide porch wrapped around three sides of the house.

"So pretty." Sakura mumbled out. She caught the slight smirk on the males lips before she turned her head back into his broad chest.

He walked them up the front porch steps, pushed the front door open and kicked it shut behind them. The inside of the house was just as beautiful. The decor was simple and comforting, done in warm browns and soothing colors that portrayed nature.

"Oh…" Sakura pushed her head further into his chest, trying to stop the spinning that was taking place in her mind.

"Hang on." He set her down on a bathroom vanity, he flipped on the sink faucet then turned to grab a small towel.

"God, did I really just step on a jellyfish?" Sakura mumbled. She saw the same smirk cross his lips again.

"Not funny." She received no reply, so she followed his graceful movements.

He took out a small, black plastic bottle and poured a decent amount of its contents onto the towel. He gripped her knee, gently lifting her leg. She tried not to blush as his hand slid down to t her ankle, he placed the towel on the bottom of her foot. The burning almost immediately cooled.

Sakura released a deep sigh, her body slumped forward.

"That's amazing. What is it?" She moaned as he lightly adjusted the towel.

"An old family recipe." His cool eyes roamed up her body, taking in her sight.

She had perfectly smooth skin, it looked as though the sun had barely just graced her. Her body was slim, but not skinny, she had curves in the right places, her body was all woman. But her face was a different story. Her lips were full and perfectly pink, his stomach seemed to flip when he noticed her chewing lightly on her bottom lip. She had high cheek bones, a blush that looked like it had been painted on, rested on said cheeks.

Her eyes were the most stunning, he thought. Never had he seen anything so green and so damn innocent. Large and sparkling, her eyes bore into his. He turned his attention to her bright pink hair. It feel gently down to her shoulder blades, and the color, somehow, absolutely suited her.

Silence overtook them as they both stared at the other.

"Your name?" He finally found his voice, clearing his throat.

"Oh, um, it's Sakura. Sakura Haruno." Her voice was raspy, her cheeks heating up.

The boy removed the towel and his hand from her, he stood depositing the towel into a hamper next to the vanity.

"Sasuke Uchiha." His deep voice sent shivers down her spine.

He stood in front of her, locked eyes with her, then slipped his hands onto her hips.

Sakura's eyes widened, her voice caught in her throat.

He simply lifted her off the vanity and placed her on the floor.

"Well," Sakura paused, "Thank you…for everything."

She awkwardly moved around him, leaving the bathroom.

"You're going the wrong way." Sasuke's voice once again sent shivers racing through her.

Sakura turned around, gave him a sheepish smile and began walking in the direction she hoped led to the front door. Sasuke followed her, a smirk playing on his lips. When they arrived at the front door Sakura placed hand on the door handle and paused.

"Really, thank you." Sakura whispered over her shoulder. She pulled open the door, but Sasuke's strong arm shot out, stopping her.

"It's a long walk back." His voice was quiet, but steady.

"Your point?"

"Hn." He pulled the door open and whipped out a set of keys from his pocket. He placed his hand on the small of her back, guiding her towards and unattached garage. They walked to the side door and stepped in, a cool breeze met Sakura as did the sight of a black Mercedes.

Sasuke pulled the passenger door open, then moved around to angle in behind the drivers wheel. Sakura blinked, trying to decide is she should turn and run or indulge him. She saw him staring at her, leaning casually back, a confident smirk graced his lips.

'What the hell.' Sakura thought as she slid into the leathery seat. The engine came to life, just as smooth and dark as the male driving the car.

Sunlight poured over the vehicle as the garage door slowly opened. Sasuke put the car in gear and drove from the gorgeous house.

Sakura felt a strange loss leaving the house. She glanced back in the review mirror, the image of her sitting on the steps, while Sasuke leaned in the doorway as they watched their children-

"Where to?" Sakura was pulled from her thoughts.

"Um, my house is…is not where I'm staying. I'm at the hotel on Main St." Sasuke nodded.

The rest of the drive was silent. Sakura wanted to bang her head against the window, what the hell had she been thinking. She didn't know anything about this guy and she was day dreaming about a future with him. Sasuke, on the other hand, was trying his best to not fantasize about her long, lean legs being wrapped around his waist.

Sasuke cleared his throat, adjusting his body slightly to hide the evidence of his thoughts. He chided himself for thinking about her in such a manner. She was beautiful, certainly, but she was also younger than him, he assumed a few years so.

"How old are you?" He was almost as surprised by his question as she was.

"I'm nineteen." She looked at him with her big green eyes.

"Hn." She wasn't as young as he thought, but still, he was twenty-four, and he knew better than to long for a girl her age.

When they arrived in front of the hotel, Sakura whispered a soft 'thank you' then slipped out of the car.

She shut the door, not looking back as she walked into the lobby of the hotel. She made it into her room, before she slid down against the door, her heart pounding.

"What is going on?" She said. She felt that strange emptiness again. Sakura got up, walked to the bed, her mind replaying every movement of his gorgeous body.

"No." She stated firmly. She should not be thinking about this, about him, not when that…man was waiting for her back home.

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-DarkBlossom