"Sasuke! I didn't ignore you all day, I was working all day!" [Name] huffs, her words fall on deaf ears.

Currently, Sasuke kisses up her neck, leaving love bites on her skin.

"There's a difference!" She shouts, pushing him off of her. "There. Is. A. Difference."

"Regardless of what you were doing, you ignored for..."

Sasuke stops himself. He wants to say she abandoned him for Satou, but he knows it isn't true. She was just doing her job. But why does he feel so bitter about it?!

"You know I can take care of you, right? You don't have to work," Sasuke says, his hands raking her sides. "Let me provide for you."

[Name] sighs, leaning back into his surplus of pillows. Once again, her mind wanders to how soft and comfortable his bed feels beneath her body.

"Sasuke," she starts, cupping his cheek. "My mom always told me to have my own money, not to rely on anyone but myself."

"I will pay for all of your expenses, please don't work anymore," Sasuke begs, burying his face into her bosom. She feels his warm breath from his nose seep through her shirt. Only one thought crosses her mind.

"Sasuke, are you trying to be my sugar daddy?"

[Name] laughs, and caresses the back of his head, keeping him to her chest.

"Yes, please God, yes!" Sasuke says, but his voice comes out muffled thanks to her boobs. "Let me be your daddy."

He lifts his head and rests his chin on her chest. "Call me daddy!"

There's absolute silence as they stare at each other. [Name] bites her tongue, stifling any laughter. She can tell that he's serious.

"Did I come in at the wrong time?" Itachi asks after clearing his throat. Sasuke's older brother stands at the door, his eyebrows raised high as he stares on with concern.

"Yes! Now get out!" Sasuke yells, throwing a pillow at Itachi's head. Itachi easily slaps it away.

"Anyways, [Name] your mom keeps calling. She says she's been trying to reach you, so you might need to go home," Itachi says, dismissively.

"Ah, okay. Just give me a minute."

Itachi nods before leaving the room. [Name] looks to Sasuke with an apologetic smile. Sasuke's face contorts like he's in pain.

Before she can say anything, Sasuke says, "Don't go."

His words tug at her heartstrings. If she could, she'd stay forever and a day with Sasuke. Though life isn't that forgiving and neither is her mother.

"My mom wants me home. I'm sorry."

"No! No, don't go, please. I need you more than ever right now."

[Name] gives in, wondering why all of a sudden her boyfriend is clinging to her like a baby koala. "A few minutes longer, then I'm leaving."

"I need you here for tonight, until morning. I'll drive you to work, and I'll leave you alone!" Sasuke begs, grabbing her shirt.

She looks into his eyes, and they were serious. A battle in her heart begins, and she must decide who's more important, her mother or Sasuke? It's not an easy battle either. Her mother has more control over her, but Sasuke is her loving boyfriend who's having a slight crisis over her parting.

With a sigh, she strokes his cheek and kisses his forehead. "All right. All right. I'll stay. But if I'm grounded after this, it's your fault."

"I'll take all the blame, I promise."

Sasuke returns to his previous task: leaving kisses all over her skin. His hands lift her shirt enough to show her bra underneath. He kisses down her stomach until he reaches the hem of her leggings. She allows him to pull off the garment and settle between her legs.

When Sasuke gets like this, heavy petting ensues. He never goes too far, allowing [Name] to set the pace. But today, right now, he needs to be all over her.

"Baby," he breathes, dry humping her into his bed. "I want to have sex with you."

"Sasuke... I'm on my period."

"Fuck!"

...

"Ino! If you get close to Sasuke again, I'll knock your block off!!" Sakura yells.

The two girls—despite their fighting and constant insults to one another—sit comfortably in Ino's bedroom. Ino invited Sakura over to explain some urgent news, which is that she has another "date" with him.

"Whatever," Ino hums, filing her nails. "His girlfriend canceled on him, so we're hanging out, again."

The way she says it makes Sakura's blood boil. They both love Sasuke, yet the love turned obsession once puberty hit them both. Then their petty dispute over Sasuke became Who has the bigger tits to impress Sasuke? Who has the longest hair? Who's more womanly? All in all, it wasn't about love anymore. It was a race to steal Sasuke from the other like he was a trophy and not a human being with emotions.

"It's not fair!" Sakura groans. "What about your boyfriend, Sai? What will he say about this?"

Ino laughs, reapplying her lipstick as she looks into a mirror. "Sai? He's old news. I dumped him a while ago. He's super sweet, just not Sasuke hot."

"What does he even see in you?! I'm so much better."

Ino shrugs. "Well, he needs someone to confide in. Someone who shows him empathy in his time of need. Everyone needs to vent."

...

"And then she like left me for that guy!" Sasuke whines, shoving a sandwich into his mouth. Sasuke glares at the bright sun, and as if the star is afraid of him, it dips behind a cloud to conceal itself.

He's having a picnic with Ino. The delicate display of food was all for [Name] if she hadn't jumped ship on him last minute. He couldn't let this meal go to waste, so he invited Ino to take her place.

"Then she just like abandons me this morning saying that Satou needs her for today!" Sasuke falls back on the blanket, glaring at the passing clouds in the sky. "I need her more."

Ino drinks the lemonade Sasuke provided. "You do so much for her, and she sure as hell don't appreciate it. I'm glad to fill in for her anytime, cause nothing like this ever happens to me."

Sasuke turns his attention to Ino. "Don't you have Sai? Isn't he good to you?"

Ino scoffs. "He doesn't ever do this for me. We're starting to drift apart, kinda like you and [Name]."

Sasuke quickly sits up. "Whoa whoa whoa, you think that [Name], and I are...are drifting apart?"

"Well yeah." Ino takes a strawberry and bites into it. "[Name] running off with her hunk of a coworker while you sit patiently for her like a good little boyfriend. You can't even talk to her about it so, clearly, you two are falling apart."

Sasuke bites his lip. His eyes dart around as his mind fills with a thousand horrible thoughts. He takes another bite of his sandwich, though it tastes bitter on his tongue.

"She won't stop working. Is it because of him? Satou? She told me some bogus story about how her mom told her to always have her own. I told her I want to take care of her. What woman doesn't want to be taken care of?!"

He's frantic and right where Ino wants him.

"She's refusing to be pampered? And she still wants to work? Yeah, something's going on," Ino comments, sliding closer to Sasuke, who's freaking out right about now.

"Do you think she's... No! She couldn't be!" Sasuke stands up suddenly.

"Sasuke where are y-"

He runs to his car, hopping in without looking back. Within seconds, Sasuke speeds down the road.

Ino sighs. "Great, how am I gonna get home now?!"

...

"Baby!" Sasuke whines, holding on to [Name]. "It's not fair!"

The couple stands out back at the Okashi Bakery. The cold evening air tickles [Name's] exposed skin, but thanks to Sasuke's hug, she's staying warm.

"Sasuke, I don't have time for this. Mr. Okashi gave me a small break, and I can't be doing this with you right now."

He pecks her unpuckered lips. He does it again until [Name] pushes him off.

"Stop that," she sighs. "I have to get back to work, Satou nee-"

"Don't leave me for Satou! Please!"

[Name] scrunches her face up in confusion. She sees the desperation in his eyes and understands that he's serious. She scoffs.

"What?!"

...

A/N: low-key didn't want to post this dumpster fire.