Falling For You
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Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
Chapters:
8
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Category:
Naruto › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
8
Views:
1,392
Reviews:
40
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
Disclaimer:
I do not own Naruto, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Falling for you: Prologue
Prologue.
Being in a married counsel office for an hour is the most boring thing Sasuke could be in. Sitting on a brown leather couch next to his beautiful wife just a foot and inch from him and a woman therapist trying to give HIM advice was bullshit. He was the one not getting sex blame his wife of 4years. She wasn’t putting out blame her, how stupid for the therapist.
“Sasuke do you think perhaps you work too much?”
“I don’t work too much. “He mumbles with the roll of his eyes.
“YOU SEE. He doesn’t communicate he mumbles.” Ino throws up her hands in frustration.
“Fine. Lets talk about LACK OF SEX!!” Said Sasuke.
“You’ll see, is always about sex with him!” Said Ino.
“I like sex. So what?” Said Sasuke.
Sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex, sex.” She repeated until Sasuke’s head falls backwards, where the back of his head met the back of the couch.
“You see! He ignores me!” His wife companied loudly.
All the therapist saw was Sasuke’s chin going back and forth in annoyance. “Sasuke do you hear want you wife is saying?”
Sasuke sighed, “I try not too,” again he mumbles. He lifts his head back in place. He looks like he’s staring at the therapist but in fact he’s staring at the peach colored wall next to her over large forehead, in a lazy fashion.
“I’m guess you two don’t get along?”
“Nope!” Sasuke answer to quickly for his wife’s liking.
The pink haired therapist ‘hmm.’ Her finger tapped against her glossed lips, she was coming to a conclusion. “Ok I want you two to take a break and contact someone from your passed, like an old friend, classmate. The first person that pops into your minds that’s who your spending time.”
“How long do we have to do that for?” Sasuke’s blond haired wife asked.
“I’ll say about two weeks until you start to miss each other.” The therapist replied.
TBC.