The [[[Innocence]]] Of a [[[First love]]] [Prologue] Sasuke Uchiha

The word bounced around in my head for a few minutes, the meaning not actually sinking in. Had that word really just come out of his mouth? Was it at all possible? I don't think so. Sasuke Uchiha had said that word- or so i thought. It just wasn't really possible that he had said it. I mean, think about it! Sasuke Uchiha! Never.

His arms wrap around my waist and pull me close to him in the most surreal way. My head rests on his shoulder, my eyes wide. My brain completely freezes as I breathe in his scent. It has to be the greatest thing i've ever smelled in my life. I don't care how amazingly awkward that sounds, it's absolutely true. Against my will, my eyes fall shut and I get comfortable where I am.

Soft footsteps echoed through the empty hallway outside, and into our room through the open door. Normally I would have instantly moved, jumped away from Sasuke. But not this time. I couldn't. I wouldn't. My brain still wasn't working, which meant that none of me was working. The steps stopped outside the door and I could feel Sasuke tense against me. Vaguely I wondered which one of us was facing the door, because i was unsure. Not that it honestly mattered.

Sasuke tried to prop me up a little, and I hoped that I had enough strength to hold myself up a little bit. His hands slid across my back to my waist, then up to my shoulders as he continued to let me rest most of my weight on him. The sound of wood scraping tile sounded as I knew the door was being pushed open. Those soft steps sounded again, and this time they stopped right near me. Next I heard a voice.

"Sasuke-kun, are you alright?" It was Sakura, "What is she doing leaning on you? She could hurt you!"

I felt Sakura's hands on me next, and she tried to shove me off Sasuke, in a very forcefull way. My own hands gripped her wrists, and i shoved her away with as much force as I could muster. She huffed, and Sasuke stood up. Next I felt arms slide around my waist. By how gentle and carefully they were holding me, I knew it was not Sakura. She would never care enough to try not to hurt me.

I willed my eyes to open, just to be sure, but I could not. They were feeling too heavy, like lead, and I had no chance in lifting them. That much I knew. My upper body fell forwards, and I feared it would hurt to have hands digging into my stomach, but before I could even tell what happened, my head landed on something. From the feeling of it, it was a shoulder. I focused for a second and realized that his hands were on my back, so his body had to be in front of me. It was like another hug, except I was being moved.

"Sasuke! Put her down! She can handle herself! You need to sit!" I felt Sasuke stop as Sakura layed a hand on his shoulder, right next to my head.

Sasuke stepped forward enough so that her hand fell of his shoulder, "Don't touch me, Sakura. She needs my help and I'm going to give it to her. Get out of here."

A sharp intake of breath, "S-Sasuke? NO! I came to help you."

"I don't want your help. I don't want to look at you even. Get out of here, now." A smile formed on my lips as I listened to him speak.

I could just imagine her face at this moment. Her green eyes large, begging and desperate, her lower jaw quivering and her hands fiddling with each other. It was a lovely sight to imagine. One of these days Sakura would have to catch on that nobody liked her. I mean, really!

A sob sounded, then her rushed footsteps. They faded and I knew she never closed the door. I started to smile wider, then felt like i was falling. My arms instintively shot up and around Sasuke's neck to steady myself.

He chuckled, "It's alright, Zuku. I'm just laying you on your bed. You can relax."

My grip around his neck loosened a tiny bit, then a little more, and soon i felt the soft mattress under my back. I sighed, and completely relaxed. With the last feelting bit of hope I had, I tried to open my eyes. His beautiful onyx eyes met my gaze, and I gasped. I hadn't been expecting it to work.

One of his eyebrows raises, and I stare totally speechless. It's not just the beautiful color of his eyes, or how absolutely perfect he is, that leaves me with no words in my head. It's the idea that he's looking at me with something other than that perpetual hatred i usually see in his eyes. I'm not saying there's a particular emotion hidden behind his eyes, just that there's no blatant hatred. For now, that's enough to render me speechless. Obviously.

His hand slowly lifts from the sheets beside my body, and reaches up to brush a stray strand of bang back into place. Those fingers lace into my hair on the way down.He slowly runs his hand all the way through my hair, then moves it to sit gently on top of my own hand. Butterflies erupt in my stomach and take flight through every one of my veins. The feeling is almost like a high.

My head spins, but his eyes stay in focus for me. I stare desperately into them, not understanding what's going on with me. He lays his head down onto my chest, and slowly breathes in. His eyes close as he seems to be focusing.

"Your heart is beating really fast," he mutters.

I gasp for breath, "I think that's your fault."

"I think so too," He chuckles.

I lift a shaky hand and place it on the top of his head. His hair is much softer than i ever imagined it'd be, and it makes me smile. This moment is so surreal, but I can't seem to honestly convince myself that it's completely fake. Well, however unreal or real this moment is, my heart is telling me not to miss out on a single second of it, That's why I twine my fingers into Sasuke's hair, and play with it. I push it from side to side, spike it up, slick it back, everything. We both smile at this.

After a few minutes, his hand pulls mine out of his hair, intertwining our fingers in the process. He scoots over to my side, and lays there. I lift my head and lay it gently on his chest, listening to his heart beat this time. One hand finds it's way around me, and rests on my waist, while the other continues to hold my hand. My eyes begin to feel heavy again, and the day starts to take a toll on me. My lids flutter shut, despite my efforts to stop them.

My breathing slows along with Sasuke's. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, and it's rhythm is matching to the one I hear with Sasuke's heart. This is the last little bit I need to be soothed to sleep in Sasuke's arms. My world goes dark, and the last thing I'm conciously aware of is the feeling of him so close to me.