Roses are Red

Jealousy of an Uchiha

Recappy From the Last Chappy: "You'll find somewhere. Don't take me for a fool. I've learned not to be so naive anymore. Especially if the matter concerns you."

". . . whatever." Damn. An eternity passed as he stared at her from the corner of his eye, somehow keeping himself under control. There were many little things she did that made it hard, If he was to torture himself with details, however, he knew what would happen. Finally, he looked away into the fire, which helped. It was crazy how much this was affecting him now. Extremely. She was not that much different from the girl he used to know . . .

Suddenly, his heart jumped as arms wrapped themselves around his left one and her face snuggled into it like a pillow. Frozen solid, he turned his head stiffly to see that Krystal had fallen asleep . . . using him like pillow, or stuffed animal. His face was completely red, now, as he gave a strained smirk at the sky.

"What the hell is wrong with me . . .?"

Chapter Fourteen: Jealousy of an Uchiha

"Hey. Stupid. Wake up," Sasuke ordered. The sun had risen, and that meant everyone else was too, as well. He shook her lightly when she did not wake. Then he shook harder. He shook her as hard as he could with only one arm as she still had his left one in a vice grip. "Krystal! Wake the heck up!"

Krystal moaned a little and slowly opened her eyes. Her head had turned, so she was extremely close to Sasuke's face. After a moment of staring from his face to his arms, she pushed herself away from him with a yelp. Instead of trying to come up with an excuse, she walked away to wake up the others.

It was not long before they were fully prepared to leave. Only an hour had passed since dawn and the time had been spent packing and making the area seem as though no one had been there. They were finally going to continue their way to the Sand Village. While everyone else began walking, Krystal hung back, waiting for Sasuke as he lingered behind a little, blushing.

"It's not what you think," she said. "I'm not walking with you 'cause I want to. If you're anything like the Uchiha I used to know, then you were planning on either lingering back or being competitive and taking front. Either way, I'm not lettin' you outta my sight."

Ignoring her statement, Sasuke continued past her and followed the group at a distance of about five to seven meters. He had seen it coming after she had refused to leave him last night. To his surprise, he found himself almost glad she was walking with him, for otherwise, she would be walking with Maboroshi. Sasuke had not known the guy for twenty-four hours and already he could not stand him.

Krystal quickly fell into step with him, grumbling nonsense as she crossed her arms in front of her, bringing Sasuke to glance. The temptations he had come over the night before had dwindled slowly while time passed, and he felt next to nothing now. He saw her set aside her grumbles and smile warmly at someone; Maboroshi, as Sasuke saw when following her gaze.

Maboroshi winked back at her, causing Sasuke's blood to boil. The kiss was flashing through his mind, adding fuel to the fire as it was burning him for an unknown reason. But there was a certain . . . enthusiasm she had shown in that kiss than she had with him. And what made it worse was the smug smile Maboroshi would flash every now and then.

Of course, all that was irrelevant. It was not like he himself had found any significance in the action; the kiss was the only thing to wake her up. He did not care that she resisted his and accepted some other guy's. That would mean Sasuke had actually fallen victim to 'jealousy' . . .

Nonetheless, he asked her coldly, "Did you enjoy yourself?"

She looked at him in confusion. ". . . what?"