une.

How did I get here?

That was what they both thought as they paid for the night at the first (lovelovelove) hotel they found after they had split from the others during an ambush from a group of rouges when they were all depleted of chakra after returning from a mission.

They had agreed that one room was all they could afford as both of them left their valuables in the backpack Kakashi carried. They usually split their items between two backpacks that would be swapped around the group during missions and the one that they did have had very little- some clothes and some food.

Sakura gasped as she opened the room, purple curtains draped down the double glazed windows and the carpeted floors were so soft she felt herself sink into them. There were the little chocolates that she loved laid on the double bed with layers and layers of bedding.

Even the bathroom was a traditional bathhouse type with a small area to draw the bath and a shower in front of it, with a sheet of glass separating it to the toilet. They didn't pay nearly enough for this type of accommodation!

'Do you mind if I take the bath first? I may take a little longer.'

Sasuke settled himself down on the bed, running his fingers along the furred top, clearing still wondering how the inn managed to afford such luxuries.

'Take your time.'

As he heard the shower turn on and Sakura sigh in pleasure as the hot water ran onto her skin, he knew she was probably quite grateful for it since they could only afford cold showers for the past week.

He was about to ask Sakura whether she was done yet when he heard her give a sharp scream, strangled and worried.

'Sakura?'

'I'm sorry Sasuke-kun, could I borrow a shirt? My clothes got soaked.'

And he realizes that he was worried for nothing when he finds her unmarred, standing amidst the jasmine scented steam of the open bathroom wrapped tightly in a thick towel, her hair piled on top of her head with a few strands framing her face naturally because of their length in the opening of the frosted door.

She looked a bit fazed and red in the face (probably from the heat of the bath, he thinks), but unharmed and unscathed and soft and -

'Sasuke-kun?'

He pressed his eyes shut and rubbed his temples, what was wrong with him? He didn't usually look at her that way.

'Here.'

Throwing one of his clean shirts at her he wondered if it would even fit her.

She was awkwardly slipping into his shirt through her heavy white towel, trying to hold the damn thing up with one hand while trying to slip through the large shirt. Inching towards the bed to get a bit of support she tripped on the carpet as her view was blocked by the shirt.

Being the one with fast reflexes, he caught her, but not before she had finished donning his shirt.

Sasuke frowned, while Sakura was clumsy by nature when she wasn't on a job it wasn't like her to let her guard down around a man like she was acting at the moment (even if the 'man' was him).

'Sakura? Are you okay?'

'suke-kun'?'

Sakura felt like her body was on fire. It was so hot - he was so warm - and his oversized shirt suddenly felt so constricting even though it was only half on and she was dizzy and burning. Everything seemed to be spinning.

'I'm putting you on the bed, don't move.'

'Mm'kay.'

Panting and taking deep breathes, looking like she has trouble breathing; Sasuke is actually worried, because they've never ever had to visit Sakura in the hospital and Sakura is never the one who requires medical attention. Sakura is always the one who takes care of the team, but now she looks like she's in pain in front of him when he can't do anything for her.

'It's hot, Sasuke-kun. Turn on the air conditioner please?'

And he almost want to laugh, because even when she can't talk properly she is polite and because it's already on 16 degrees and it won't go lower. So he rushes back to her, but when he finds her trying to strip, he is reminded by the bare thigh in front of him that - apart from his shirt, she isn't wearing anything underneath.

'Sakura, you can't take it off -'

But Uchiha Sasuke is cut off.

And for the first time in his life he is unsure of how to respond because the girl that had previously lain in front of him is now straddling his hips because she flipped him around by his shoulders (damn her and her superhuman strength) and is

licking his neck.

Kami.

He doesn't know why it feels good or why he isn't stopping her and why she is no longer almost knocked out in front of him because her hands are now roaming across his chest, down his back... leaving thin nail marks to accompany his scars as her mouth attacks his nape.

Her tongue is dragging up from his collarbone to his ear and when she nips him there, Sasuke almost jerks at the slight pain. Her nails are still digging into his arms, into his back, over his neck and arms are flying everywhere. Legs a big tangled mess as Sasuke tries to flip them back around and Sakura struggles to pin him down.

'Sakura! Stop -'

Sasuke unable to verbally discourage her, then gives a hard push onto whatever he is able to get hold on, in attempt to throw her of.

'Sasuke-kun!'

The girl abruptly gasps and sits up and he is surprised it worked so well as he run his hand through his hair and tries to fix himself up, looking away from her.

And then he realizes that it wasn't that Sakura was abnormally softer than she normally was, but that he had touched somewhere abnormally softer on her than he normally would.

Seeing her biting her bottom lip, one of her sharp canine teeth sucking on it and her arms circling around her under her chest as if punched in the gut he winces inwardly because he really had not mean for that to happen.

When Sakura finally realizes that Sasuke is speechless and blatantly staring at her, it takes her less than a second to start crawling back towards his sitting body on her knees. Circling her hands around his neck as she reaches.

Her lips rested gently on Sasuke's. It would have perfectly innocent if they weren't in their attires. Just lips on lips.

They stayed like that for a what felt like forever to Sasuke until he realized that he was starting to feel warm there as Sakura pushed herself flush against him and that she was waiting for him to make a move.

Either continue or push her away, while he knew it was wrong, his body was beginning to betray him as he heard Sakura moan against his own still-closed lips when she felt something underneath her.

Taking the chance as she opened her mouth, her inserted his tongue in her mouth and by the way her eyes widened as her grip tightened against him she wasn't expecting it. Sasuke felt her own tongue experimentally try touching his own in her mouth and her knew that it was probably her first time kissing someone like this, as she took baby steps trying to figure out the strange foreign feeling. And he let her experiment, waiting for her to make the moves before responding back with his own.

When she broke away to breath, Sakura looked straight at the man in front of her. Through her half hooded lids from pleasure she could see that even under such circumstances he still managed to look aloof and indifferent, if his lips weren't slightly swollen (like her own, but she hazarded a guess that hers weren't only slightly swollen) and she didn't feel how aroused he was under her she wouldn't even know that he was interested in her.

Undoing the last of the buttons of Sasuke's shirt, Sakura leans in again to kiss him as his shirt falls off her. He almost wishes that she wouldn't kiss him so quickly because he misses the way his shirt falls off her, but that is forgotten when he feels her tongue drawing circles around his own, and he smirks into the kiss when he hears her squeak as he sucks her tongue into his mouth. Scraping it lightly against his teeth and sucking on it again.

His breath gets caught in his throat when they finally break away from another kiss. Panting and hot. Sakura placed his hand on her bare breast and he looked at her.

There's a thin layer of moisture on her, probably from the bath and him. She has scars over her body, milky white and smooth, there's a particularly large one across her abdomen and he traces her lightly with his fingertips. Her waist is tiny in comparison to the arm he has around her and her breasts are not big, but still soft, still there and still full.

'She's beautiful.'

And he can hear the sound of her hitching breathes when her erect nipple brushes against his own and he has to clench his eyes tightly to keep himself from pushing her down just so he can take her already when she whimpers against him as he squeezes down.

He grits his teeth to keep himself from groaning in pleasure as her hand caresses him through his pants.

'I love you.'

She gives him another chaste kiss before she starts reaching down to undo his pants.

It's a shock back to reality as Sasuke comes back to his senses.

This wasn't Sakura in her right mind. She was out of it and he was taking advantage.

Taking advantage of Sakura.

He was taking advantage of the person who had confessed her love to him when he was thirteen, to the person he rejected at the same time, the girl who would have killed him because she loved him so much even when he threatened everything dear to her- the same person who openly welcomed him back without any promises those years back.

And here he was again. Betraying all her love and trust only because he was turned on while she was intoxicated by something.

Pushing her away from her, Sasuke stands up.

'Sakura, stop. I'm not doing this.'

'Not to you.' goes unsaid.

Her green eyes widen into a state that smears his heart in pieces.

'You don't want me?'