A/N: I had to get this out of my head :p
Thanks birkastan2018 for all your help and inputs!
Happy Reading!
*P.S. English is not my first language, so be gentle please. I'll fix mistakes and errors along the way. *And Sasuke has both arms, he accepted the prosthetic one here.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or anything related, unfortunately.
The sound of several knocks called Sakura's attention to the front door.
Recognizing the beat, she abandoned her current task and moved from the kitchen, shaking her head, and waiting for the following two final knocks.
It was seven o'clock on a Thursday. The day she hosted weekly dinners for Team 7. It was a tradition that begun right after the war, and one that she wouldn't give up on.
Tuesdays were Ichiraku's nights, Thursdays were card games and homemade dinner at Sakura's, and occasionally tea on Sundays, whenever they felt like.
She had her hands on the doorknob when she heard the last knock. She grinned and pulled the front door open to the sight of her teammates. Naruto was holding a fist in mid-air, while Sasuke was trying to lecture him to stop this "knock nonsense". And behind them, a third shinobi watched the interaction with a smug look.
Her hand moved to rest on her right hip, she cleared her throat and narrowed her eyes — they were bickering already, for Kami's sake! It was enough to get their attention.
Naruto looked straight to the floor and mumbled a "Sorry Sakura-chan" while Sasuke glared at him and let out a short "Idiot". Her eyes snapped to the raven-haired boy and the glare he received was enough to keep his mouth shut.
It wasn't news for Naruto to be in the short end of her temper — Sakura was like a mother hen these days — But for Sasuke, this was still pretty new. And it was still annoying that he would receive one of Sakura's fierce glare every now and then. He only nodded in acknowledgment.
Satisfied with the message she sent — you better don't mess this up — she softened her eyes and stepped aside, a silent invitation to let them in. "Welcome to my humble home, nice to see you all in one piece and on time"
Sasuke nodded again, and was about to introduce their guest, when Naruto beat him to it. "You remember Shark Face, ne Sakura-chan?"
"Oi, I have a name!"
"Yes, I remember Suigetsu" she turned to face him. "We met earlier at the Hokage Tower. I take it you decided to stay, and leave tomorrow morning after a good rest"
"That's right, Pinky. I decided to respect my doctor's advice" he winked and moved along Naruto to the living room.
Sasuke that was confused by the familiar interactions but decided to shrug it off for now. "I apologize for my guest. In my defense, he invited himself to stay at my place, and then Naruto showed up.."
"And when you last expected, Naruto was dragging both of you here without any choice". She smiled knowingly.
"Hn."
"That's ok, Sasuke-kun" she moved past him, and looked behind her shoulder, meeting obsidian pools. "Kaka-sensei said he's likely not making this week again.. he mumbled something about classified and troublesome" she chuckled and added "I think he's spending too much time with Shikamaru. And Sai is on a mission! So, it's only us today". Great, she was rambling again.
Sakura went back to get cups, passing by the loud duo and he followed close.
"So, don't worry, there's plenty of food for everybody". She added more to herself than to his sake.
Sakura's apartment was simple and indeed humble. The hall led to an open space, where the living room met the kitchen and dinner area. By the right side of the living room, there was another door, leading to her bedroom, and another one to the bathroom. There was also a nice balcony with a double glass door that allowed the moonlight to shine through, creating a soothing environment.
The walls were painted a pale green that could be easily mistaken by cream. The dark leather couch was her most expensive possession, a present from her master, that accompanied a nice fluff rug that once graced the Senju household. In the opposite side, the four-chair dinner table was already full of different dishes. Nobody knew, but she usually took some time off to prepare everything to her second family.
The sound of a cork popping stole the room's attention. They weren't of age yet, but who would be watching? The three neo-sannin could probably get away with anything these days. In a way, Thursdays on Sakura's was also a code for alcohol free zone. The bottle of sake was already on the table. She brought the newly opened wine bottle with her, along with her third glass.
Yes, third, because cooking for these guys required alcohol. They wouldn't admit it to her or anyone actually, but they looked forward to her dinners. Homemade food was something they missed for far too long, and there was just something so warm and special, when the meal was made by someone that genuinely loved you.
Three bottles of sake and a sink full of dirty dishes later, the buzz was evident.
"Thank you, Sakura-chan!" Naruto brought the cup up and looked at her, eyes crinkled and a thousand-watt grin. "Everything was delicious, right Teme?"
Sasuke was a happy drunk, with softer expressions and a looser tongue. It wasn't a big transformation really, but it was better than Hns and grunts. When they were really lucky, Sasuke would enlighten them with little anecdotes or re-telling of his favorites memories together.
That's why when he turns to fully acknowledge the cook with his full attention, a barely-there kirk of his lip, and a sincere "Hn.. Arigatou" nobody was surprised.
"That's right, Pinky, you can definitely cook" Suigetsu added, quickly breaking the last Uchiha's unashamed staring.
"Thanks, it's nothing!" she waved them off and returned to nurse her drink. "Are we playing anything?"
Traditionally, after dinner was served and consumed, they would play a card game or just talk and drink some more. Naruto had already grabbed a deck from the drawer behind him and was now shuffling the cards expertly. "Blackjack again?"
Sakura raised a finger to her chin and looked up, her trademark pensive look. "Mm.. what about Poker? It's being a while"
"Are we betting real money?" Suigetsu questioned.
"Nope, we don't do that.." Naruto said while cutting the deck in half and mixing the cards again. "..anymore. Long story"
"That's lame. If there's no pot, then we should play Strip Poker" Suigetsu winked at no one in particular.
Sasuke scrunched up his nose, and Sakura blushed two shades of pink darker than her hair. They seemed to be the only ones hesitating the proposition.
The little blossom knew that her big brain could help her out here. She stopped losing on purpose to let Sasuke win a long time ago. And, contrary to popularbelief — considering her master, who was terrible at gambling and card games — she wasn't.
Sakura could count cards. Easily.
She had also the advantage of being familiar with two of the three opponents — their intoxicated state would help too. She had five glasses too many during and after dinner, but she was barely tipsy — another difference between Sakura and her shishou.
While Tsunade would go from happy to shitfaced drunk in a swing or two — which Sakura suspected the Slug Princess did on purpose — the pink-haired kunoichi could hold her own. A secret she wouldn't tell even Ino, who suspected precisely that it had something to do with the rhombus on her forehead and her perfect chakra control.
Following that train of thought, Sakura knew she could be fully dressed, with 3 naked men in her living room, in a span of two hours or less. She could also, if she felt like it, tease them — or tease him — and pretend to let her guard down. Cha! This could be fun.
On the other hand, Sakura was dressed in total of three pieces: her burgundy flared sundress, which ended a few inches above her knees, and her underthings — a new navy lace set. She was in disadvantage already, and that wouldn't do.
Ready to lay the first trap, she pursed her lips and put her glass down. "Hey, wait a second! But it won't be fair" she pouted, while twirling a loose pinky strand around her finger. "You see, I'm losing already. I only have three pieces to take off,'' she explained, motioning her hand, finger pointing between the three of them "..and you have clearly more layers"
"That's a no brainer Pinky," Suigetsu added, smirking openly. "..you can count your dress as two pieces. You'll remove first the top part, and you can keep the skirt, before losing it entirely"
Sakura blinked a few times, dumb-folded to the quick retort. That Shark boy was smart.
Sasuke that was past tipsy, but still very conscious, watched the ping pong with calculating eyes, narrowing at his former teammate and his ridiculous pointy tooth.
Suigetsu wasn't stupid. He knew when to play with fire and when to stop. Following the Uchiha during his darkest times, Suigetsu was acutely aware of each death glare and pointed look he was receiving from the raven-haired boy, the same way he knew the precise message behind each one.
But that wouldn't stop him, neither take his opportunity of fun and torture away. Not to forget the beautiful lady present, each glimpse of naked skin was worthy a Chidori Nagashi.
With an expertise that rivalled the best strategists — saved Shikamaru because he simply didn't care — his plan to push these two helpless, beautiful people together was in motion.
He would push all buttons tonight. He will flirt and he will tease, he will make both of them squirm — for different reasons or not. And if he was getting something along the way, who could blame him for trying and being automatically rewarded?
He was doing some good too, and charity and Suigetsu wouldn't be placed together in a few lifetimes. He snorted inwardly at the thought. The Kiri nin released his devilish smirk and replaced it with a lazy boyish grin.
Naruto had drunk the most and would drop dead to the floor anytime soon. The Princess across the table was not as drunk as she let on, and she sure was also planning something. The chief was slipping from his happy phase, and more than that could screw his plans up.
Calculating his next move, he sighed and prepared himself for the possibilities of storm, hopefully one that would awaken some passionate action that could clear this crackling tension that was going on and on for two years too many.
Sakura had enough time to consider the option, bringing a finger back to her chin, she pretended to consider his option, and then nodded. "Okay then, let's play!" she quickly added "Sake anyone?"
"Rules?" Sasuke look at Suigetsu expectantly. This simple word meant agreement, and it was time to begin.
His grin widened and he crossed his arms in front of his chest, puffing it a bit and looking straight at Sakura — Naruto was at his left and Sasuke at his right, facing each other. "Very well, we'll play using the draw poker method. Each player is dealt five cards, and a round of betting ensues"
Naruto squinted his eyes and was about to ask something, but Suigetsu continued. "Then, we'll show our cards. The losers will take a piece of clothing off, while the winner gets to keep everything on. You can either see that bet, raise it, or fold. A player who wants to stay in must see or raise that bet, just as in regular poker" He then finished with glinting eyes "If you lose, you lose the garments you bet. If you win, you get to keep them on. It's that easy."
While Sasuke and Sakura nodded, Naruto pointed a finger and asked loudly "So, we deal the cards and we bet. If my cards are better, I keep my clothes and you guys remove one piece, unless you decided to back out?"
"That's right, Dobe"
"Dunno if I should play.." He raised his hand up and scratched his blond locks. "Hinata-chan wouldn't like that, hun.. that I looked at.," He looked Sakura up and down suggestively, which brought some pink dust to her cheeks.
"You can give up and go sleep anytime, nobody is holding you here, Fox. Now, the cards, we're playing this"
Sakura, that was childishly swinging her chair between the frontal and back feet, placed her hands on top of the table abruptly, the splinting sound of the hardwood didn't go unnoticed. With wide eyes and a serious face, she looked around, making eye contact with each shinobi and blurted: "No ninjutsu!"
This brought up some whinnying and questioning by the drunk knucklehead. She narrowed her eyes, making him shut up faster than normal. Sakura made a mental note to test his awareness during this inebriate state some other time.
She moved her head sharply to her left and narrowed her eyes, turning them into two slits, that we're still fiery and accusatory. "..and no dōjutsu either!"
Naruto dealt the cards, five each and face down. He had to recount them a couple times and he prayed to Kami that nobody noticed it. 'I did, boy', he heard the Fox retorting and muttered a "Shut up" in return.
Sakura memorized her hand and put the cards down neatly. Her eyes went around the room, observing her opponents. She was nervous, she didn't have a strong hand — only one pair — but she didn't want to fold and give up so soon.
Taking in Naruto's nervous face, she moved her neck left and right to shake the tension and decided to continue.
All set of eyes were crossing each other — calculating the next move — and Sasuke was the first to make a move. "I'm in"
Sakura glanced to him and smoothed her cards. "Me too"
Naruto and Suigetsu followed short, agreeing to bet their cards.
Everybody turned their cards and scanned the presented hands. Suigetsu whistled sharply. "It seems Sasuke won the first match, he has a full house. Time to pay up" he finished by removing his light jacket.
Sasuke smirked at the mortified expression their female teammate was expressing. Naruto followed suit by removing his orange jacket and muttering something under his breath. All set of eyes were on Sakura now.
"Um.." she looked at anywhere but them.
"What's the matter, Sakura?" Sasuke almost purred, if it wasn't for the slight slur. "Giving up?" He finished by probing an elbow on the table and holding up his right cheek.
Don't chicken out, we can do this! Cha! That was the last push. She faced Sasuke, taking in the intensive stare. The expectancy made her suppress a shudder. His eyes, those endless dark pools were making her blood boil.
She couldn't understand how he could do that to her, with only a look. They were friends, but that look was nothing but sinful. She was sure that the Uchiha most precious weapon were his eyes, but they were not exclusively for combat.
Sakura felt her skin flush around her collarbone and was thankful that — for now — it was covered by her dress. The warmth travelled to her navel, and she knew she had to stop this, before he could compromise her — or 'ahem' her panties. She closed her eyes for a second and let a sigh escape. Moving the chair backwards, she made room to stand up. She was ready.
"Watch me, Uchiha" she finally replied.
Sasuke was giving her his full attention now — Hn, let's see how far she takes this — leaning on the chair, he arched a brow and crossed his arms.
Sakura placed both hands on her hips, switching her weight to her left leg, she smoothed the skirt of her dress. Pinching the fabric on both sides, she moved a little of fabric down, however nothing really moved, and everyone in the room was confused. She continued the motion, shifting the weight to each leg after each little push. When her hands were getting close to her knees, she stopped and rested both hands on her hips again.
The three men looked at each other puzzled, and one of them was afraid to voice what she was doing.
"Oiii Sak-chaaaan, whadda you—" Naruto's mouth was clapped shut by Suigetsu's hand — he definitely didn't want anything breaking the spell of the moment.
She cleared her throat to get their attention again. With all eyes on her, she squeezed her legs, crossing them, one in front of the other. And that's when a navy-blue piece of cloth fell down to her ankles.
Naruto fainted and felt off his chair.
Suigetsu was surprised, mouth gaped, and eyes moving from her hands to her feet back and forth.
Sasuke couldn't take his eyes off of the offended scrape of cloth. His mouth was dry, and he wasn't sure if it was because of his alcohol consumption anymore. He ignored the flutter feeling that laid down to his stomach, and it took him all of his self-control to not blabber any nonsense — or to get up and take the little thing, and Sakura, and run. What?
Smirking triumphantly, she uncrossed her legs, bent down and slide her hand carefully to her knee, then to her ankle. The light and slow caress was more sensual than it should, and she probably didn't have a clue how much this little show was affecting him.
Stepping aside, she took her underwear and lifted her foot, holding it up until she could unhook it. He could feel a burn sensation growing from the back of his neck to the tips of his ears.
Sakura was holding the lacy thing up. She twisted it once around her finger, and then thrown it behind her. It landed over her living room lamp with a soft thud. Cha!
Sasuke brought his hand to his mouth and coughed a couple times, quickly switching the hand for his drink and averting his eyes of the scene.
Suigetsu cut in with a long whistle, prompting Naruto to jump up. Next round was up, phase one completed.
With regained confidence, Sakura won the second match with a Straight Flush and no sweat. Her reward was three shirtless men sitting around her dinner table — yummy. Her eyes traveled freely, and she unconsciously licked her lips.
"Like what you see, Pinky?" She replied with a wink and a tiny smirk.
At that, she stopped and looked him up and down. Inspecting meticulously — with doctor's eyes of course.
"If you're looking for gills, you're not going to find 'em, Princess" Suigetsu's smirk grew after that. Sakura flushed red and cough, taking the forgotten drink back to her lips.
Sasuke didn't miss that she was openly ogling the other player — while he's right here — and he can't really explain why, but he didn't like it one bit. "Let's go." He quickly said, hoping they would just stop wasting time already.
Naruto, that was now holding a flask of sake like a baby, was in no condition to deal cards, so Suigetsu took the job to pass the next hands.
Unsurprisingly, Sakura won the third match too. Her grin radiated through the room, she was wining, she was teasing, and this was the most fun she had in a long time.
"Come on, boys. Pants down!" She giggled and crossed her arms, waiting for more rewards.
Suigetsu was the first to quickly get up and remove his pants. Leaving the Shark boy in box briefs only. He was acting like this was his natural habitat, and that this way he was even more comfortable than before. He didn't sit down just yet and waited for the other two.
The blush gracing Sakura's cheeks was light, and she didn't really care to pretend she was unaffected. There was an almost naked guy on her living room, for the first time ever!
Sasuke wouldn't be left behind, he was not a coward and the alcohol boost was a plus now. He got up and turned to Sakura, locking his eyes with hers. He removed his black trousers in a swift movement, stepping aside of the pile of clothes, he placed a hand on his hip and smirked.
The pink-haired nin's blush grew a few shades darker. Her eyes travelled his body and she confirmed her suspicion that he used boxers briefs — black boxers! Her breathing was coming in short pants now, and she mentally slapped herself for let them see her like that.
'Yo it's your turn, brat' Naruto got up and patted his stomach, murmuring a "Thank you dattebayo". He nonchalant removed his pants, displaying his frog boxer shorts. He sat back down as this was a normal occurrence.
Feeling eyes on her and Naruto, Sakura quickly explained. "Naruto stays over often, nothing I haven't seen before." She didn't notice the implication of her words, and she didn't explain anything further, but she felt the eyes of the dark-haired nin on her.
They were probably at the forth or so match now. He wasn't sure.
The silence was killing him, and he was trying to stay awake and watch what all the fuss is about — this strip poker thingy. His eyes dropped a few times.
'Wake up kid, things are heating up' The nine-tails flared a bit of chakra to help the jinchuuriki.
Huh? He wasn't sure what has happening and how long he was out, but he felt threatened by this energy change.
A "…RASENGANN!" was echoed through the living room when Naruto jumped on top of his chair — not realizing he was the one shouting — and, thrusting an empty hand forward — the other hand was still holding his baby flask.
'Tsk'
"Naruto!"
"Idiot!"
"Okay, you had enough for today. Be a good boy and go lay down over there." Sakura guided him to the couch, but he chose the floor.
"M'a good boy hm"
Sakura patted his head while he laid down, circling around until he found a comfortable curled position, much like a dog — or a fox - would do.
"Pay up, Pinky!"
They were both looking expectantly at her. This wasn't time to back out, she could still turn this around. One way or other, it wasn't like she had to be worried or that she had anything to really hide. She knew she was beautiful; she knew her body and she loved it.
After her tutelage with the Slug Princess, her confidence on her potential and on herself increased tenfold. She wasn't beautiful like Ino, with all those curves and angelical face. But she was beautiful, on her own way and she didn't need to follow a pattern to be happy with it. She had a slender body, with gentle and delicate curves, that complement her. She wasn't all soft, her legs were toned and long. Her waist was tiny but firm. Her arms looked delicate but could punch down mountains.
So deep down, she wasn't afraid, but she had to calculate her actions if she wanted to stay on top until the end. Sakura had only one safe choice, and she was going to use it.
She got up and took a couple steps back. Taking a deep breath, she started to put her next move in motion. Sakura knew she wouldn't be able to reach her zippier and hold her dress in place at the same time. And the chance of dropping her dress and showing her birthday suit to her guests was not on the table.
With a quick hand sign, Sakura summoned a clone. Suigetsu moved his elbow towards his ex-teammate, trying to get his attention. "She's got clone tricks" he moved his eyebrows suggestively.
Sasuke watched as the clone approached Sakura. The clone moved closer enough to whisper something to the original, covering her mouth, so they couldn't read her lips. Sakura simply nodded, while the clone moved behind her.
He continued to observe the scene. Sakura placed both hands on her hips, as if she was holding herself in place. The clone peered up Sakura's shoulder and winked, then proceed to move her nose down Sakura's slender neck, nuzzling behind her earlobe. Sasuke's breathing hitched.
The raven-haired boy couldn't even blink. The simple act was pure sin and he wanted to drown on it. The clone's eyes twinkled with mischief and he stared back challenging her.
She continued her ministrations to the original, leaving small pecks and open-mouthed kisses while pulling the zipper down Sakura's back. Sakura closed her eyes and sighed contently.
While holding his gaze, the clone moved a hand from Sakura-senpai shoulder, down the length of her arm, going back up only to take hold of the dress straps. Sakura's copy slid the burgundy pieces off the original's shoulders, caressing every inch of skin on the way.
Kami-sama when did she.. how did she.. Sasuke thought. This temptress was going to be the end of him. He was not blind, actually his sight was acute and precise, and above the average shinobi.
But this was not about his vision per se, this was about how long he had ignored the fact that his female teammate had grown into a beautiful woman. A beautiful feminine woman that was confident and knew her body — and she wasn't afraid of it one bit.
She still blushed — a lot — but this only complimented her. Her innocence and this new discovered sensual side of her just made her more attractive. He scowled inwardly. Why was he overthinking this? Why was he thinking about this at all?
The clone was still holding his gaze. She moved the top part of the dress, undressing Sakura and leaving the dress pooled around her waist. Her chest was cladded with a navy-blue lacy bra, complementing the set. The cups were filled to the brim, and a bit more. The creamy plush flesh was inviting and Sasuke's mouth watered.
The room was mostly silent, except for the uneven breathing of all shinobi present. The clone continued her lazy seduction, moving her hands over Sakura's navel and stomach, up to cup lightly her breasts, while nipping the place where Sakura's shoulder and neck met.
Sakura whimpered and let out a repressed needy moan.
Sasuke tried really hard to suppress his reaction — but Kami — that sound, he wanted to hear more of that. If you really looked, you could see the faint blush dusting his cheeks and nose.
He couldn't really hear anything after that mewl, and he wasn't sure why but there was a buzzed beat pulsating in his ears. His hands fisted the material of his boxers, trying to purchase any friction of release. His jaw unclenched and his lips parted, allowing a guttural low groan to escape.
When he realized what he did, he momentarily stilled, then coughed quickly to cover it up. He moved his hand to grab his drink, however, Suigetsu was faster and grabbed the glass before him. He gulped the fiery liquid in one go, sighing, he placed the glass sharply on top of the table. Sasuke wondered why it didn't shatter.
Pretending that nothing happened, everybody returned to their previous tasks.
The clone stepped back, and Sakura released it with a puff, right after winking at her copy.
Suigetsu's was still holding the glass for dear life, mouth wide open.
Sasuke moved his chair closer to the table automatically, removing any evidence from the clear view of viridian orbs.
Haruno Sakura was amused. She did it. It was hot and it was purely her — only her. She was the one causing these reactions, and she loved it.
Sakura chuckled at the astonished nins. She bent forward for a belly laugh, squeezing her breasts against the table in the process. They were pressed tightly, overflowing the bra cups.
Suigetsu openly stared, ogling the pink minx with a hungry expression. He still couldn't believe how good this all was. His plan was long forgotten, not needed. Everything now was all Pinky's natural alluring charms.
Sasuke withdrew his eyes from her just to send a death glare to the idiot beside him.
Ten minutes later and her luck was gone.
They decided to play the last match. Suigetsu stopped playing, opting to deal the cards and watch the big finale. Sasuke, who had only one piece left, surprised them when he agreed to continue.
Sakura's going to lose, and soon. She didn't need to count the cards this time, she only had a High Card, and one opponent. Sasuke probably had a better hand than her.
Shitshitshit! — She's only wearing her bra and the skirt of her dress. She was going commando for the first time and — she gulped. Well, if she doesn't win, she'll be partially naked anyway.Ok, if I lose — boobs? or? Eeeek! Definitely boobs.
A new idea popped up. Turning slightly to Sasuke, Sakura tried to get his attention with her eyes. She rolled her eyes a few times — lazily — trying to show him the way the Sharingan spins, clearly asking him to put her in a genjutsu already.
It takes him a minute — and he blames the sake for that. He arched a brow first, questioning, but when she moved her hand to rest over her heart — the message was painfully clear.
He pulled her into his dark and red world, the tomoes of his Sharingan allured her with a lullaby of its own. Her eyes grew wider, mouth parted, she sighed and embraced the switch.
She woke up in a world accentuated by details and filled with dark colors. Shades that are proudly Uchiha. She was so delighted that she almost missed the dark figure approaching her.
Cladded in black — fully dressed — Uchiha Sasuke stopped in front of her.
"What" it's more a command than a question and Sakura pursed her lips.
"Why are you fully clothed and I'm still like this?" She waved her hand up and down, pointing to her attire.
"My genjutsu, my rules" he snorted at her discomfort.
She rolled her eyes and moved her dress up, covering herself.
"What are you doing now?" He sounded alarmed and that made her arch a brow.
"My body, my rules" She smirked. "We're not playing in here anyway"
"Whatever. What do you want?"
"Um.." She broke eye contact before she could continue. "You see, I'm probably going to lose, and hm.." Sakura looked down and moved a loose pink strand behind her ear. "Well, either I take off my bra or the rest of the dress.."
"And?"
"And.. Suigetsu and you.." She took a deep breath. "..you two will either see my boobs or my lady parts."
"…"
"Won't you be a gentleman and defend your teammate's honor?" She asked incredulous to his non-reaction.
He snorted. "I thought you were having fun out there.. you seemed to be enjoying it."
"Ah, well I was but.." She closes her eyes and let it out in one breath. "I don't mind you, but I don't want that Shark Face seeing…"
"…" he simply smirked at that. To be honest, deep down, he didn't want that either. Suigetsu had overstepped his hospitality already, and he was now getting to see his teammate naked? That wasn't sitting well with him, and he wouldn't tell her that, but he would be dead before that smug pervert — or any other —got to see her goods.
"I'll do your groceries!"
"Tch."
"For a whole month! Lots of tomatoes!"
"…"
"I'll do your laundry too."
"…" He was amused by her pleading, and he wanted to see how desperate she was.
She locked eyes with him again, averting them right and left before going back to midnight pools. Her cheeks were pink like her hair, and the way she pleaded with her eyes was his undoing. "Come on, please, Sa-su-ke-kun?" she whispered his name slowly.
Fuck.
His mouth parted, and he could only stare. Not trusting his voice — even under his own genjutsu — he only nodded once and dispelled the illusion.
Sakura sucked in a deep breath and put her hands on top of the desk. Coming back from a genjutsu was never fun. It felt like all your senses were returning at once, bringing along a dizzy spell.
"You're out, Chief" Suigetsu fired two seconds after, pointing a finger to his face.
Confused he replied, "I'm not out, I was going to leave the match."
"Too late, you cheated — no dōjutsu — you lost." He winks at Sakura. "For our dismay, Blossom here won't peel any more petals"
Sasuke narrowed his eyes at that. He agreed to end the match, and nobody would win. But it's clear now that he was tricked — he underestimated the competitiveness of this pink-haired minx. Clenching his teeth, he locked his eyes with her again, sending a pointed look that he knows what she did, and he didn't like it — this is not the end.
"I'm leaving" He turned to Suigetsu and jerked his head towards the front door. "Get the idiot from the floor, we're taking him."
The last Uchiha stomped out of the room — clothes in hand — leaving behind a smug Sakura and satisfied Suigetsu. They winked at each other, once they knew they were safe enough to not be caught.
Before leaving, Suigetsu asked in a rushed low whisper "What's up with you two and that eyesmex?"
Uchiha Sasuke was pissed. He was teased, tortured and tricked tonight. And the worst of all, by a girl — ugh woman. He's not talking about gender, don't get him wrong — but he never imagined that he would let his guard down and be seduced — or that he would feel such unspeakable things that wouldn't let him think straight. All because of this woman.
Fully clothed, he left the bathroom and met the others at the door. Nodding only once to the host, he bid his good-byes. Taking one of the Dobe's arm, he moved past the threshold. Suigetsu had the other arm and waved his good-night while closing the door.
When she heard the door clicking shut, Sakura relaxed, dropping her dress to the floor and picking it up. She held it in front of her, because Kami knows how many pervs could pick through the windows. What are you saying? You were almost naked in front of people inside your home!
She shook her head to stop her thoughts, and paused on her tracks, only to pick up her panties. Sakura was drained — she had drunk a lot and used her chakra to control the alcohol. But what really drained her was the energy to keep up with this night.
Sighing, she turned the lights off and the lamp on. And that's when she heard the bathroom door click. Ninja skills kicking in, she moved on tip toes and grabbed the kunai underneath the sofa pillow.
The door was half opened, and she was about to crouch and get inside, when a slight change of air around her made her freeze.
Behind her, he was behind her.
She didn't need to turn to know who he was, the feeling was too familiar — the position too. Her cheeks burned when she realized that he had an eyeful of her bare backside.
"Breathe, Sakura" It was enough to make her burn and burn some more. How he could say her name like that? Her name rolling out of his tongue like honey. She finally let herself breathe again.
She swallowed a couple times before trusting her voice again. "H-How?"
"You're not the only one with clone tricks, Sakura"
Three blocks from her apartment, a puff sound is heard, followed by a curse and a knucklehead's scream.
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