A/N: I don't own Naruto.
Ages:
Sasuke-16
Sakura-16
Full summary- Sakura harasses Sasuke in the auditorium. Sasuke wants her to pay. Sakura falls for the boy and that goes against all her rules. This new feeling can even make her lose her status in school.
Sasuke being shy
A girl popped her gum. Red, long, curved fingernails tapped on the porcelain desk as the owner, the girl, looked at the doorway. Where the fuck was everyone? She shook her head out, her curly, pink hair dangling on the sides of her face and on her back. Her small frame took half of the desk.
The upper classmen had an assembly today. Therefore, she had been very eager to leave her math class. However, if she was here by herself, well, that didn't sound as fun. Then again… She reached for her phone stack in her white purse that marched her knee-length, strapless dress.
She flipped the cingular cell phone open with a smile playing on her pretty face. Yeah, who to call? Unfortunately, that was when she heard the voice of the principle and mumbles from her peers.
Sakura groaned. So much for peace, she lowered her phone on her lap. Cell phones were outlawed in school. Under the desk where she put her feet was a board that blocked her legs from anyone's scrutiny coming from in front of the desk, or from the sideways; doorway. She saw the principal, thick woman dressed in a yellow suit, walk in laughing at one of the students' joke.
The room dim-lit, she growled under her breath knowing what was going to come. She pulled her purse from the corner of the desk to her lap before putting the phone in her purse.
"Sakura go sit down in the front seat…," the woman said with authority, students following her in a straight filed line.
Sakura rolled her eyes and got up, wondering what the difference was anyway at where she sat; she was here, wasn't she? However, if she told the woman that, she would get an unwanted lecture of her life. Sakura, wringing her purse on her shoulder, marched down the auditorium.
The desk, she vacated, was in front of the doorway and alone. The seats in front of it were bundled together as the ones in the movie theatre were. She walked down the hall, passing through students and wanting to get a front seat since the woman insisted.
Sakura sighed through the noises the students were making. She strolled to the front of the last row seats before she continued to the corner of the room, where darkness ate up the most, and took a seat there.
Lavender.
She sniffed her nose and glanced at her neighbor. He smelled good and she loved his scent. Perhaps, coming in the front wasn't a bad idea at all. She crossed her legs clenching her inside mid-thighs together against her crotch, the darkness turning her on and tempting her to do the nasty.
The boy next to her, she could see his black tresses but not his face, pulled a binder from his bag and put it on his lap. She rolled her eyes. Guess what, he was a nerd but…ugh…he still turned me on. I want him, maybe…maybe... She had changed, planning not to go back to her old ways. But… how about this once…and-and I won't ever do it again.
"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" the principal said walking down the auditorium. The lights on the stage glittered. "I will wait but remember after this, is your lunch period and even if the bell does ring, you're not leaving until you have heard what I called you here for."
The students got silent.
Sakura gripped her skull through the thickness of her pink hair. She dropped her elbows on her thighs, leaning her head forward that she could see the people seated on her row. There weren't many students on it, it was seven seats, four taken, one with stack of books and bags stopping at the height of the chair next to her victim. Her victim was sandwiched between her and the chair with the books and bags.
She looked at the boy to see that he wasn't paying attention to her but ignoring her. Therefore, she had to change that. She wondered if he was a virgin. One-way to find out. She reached her hand through the loop of the arm of the chair she shared with her victim to touch his binder.
Ugh! What the fuck?! She pushed her hand under the binder wanting to taste the waters before she played out her fantasy with it. Words of the principal, she ignored, concentrating on her task. She finally got hold of his thigh making him jump and slightly move away from her.
He looked at her with probably a look of shock. She couldn't make out his face because of the darkness. "I'm sorry," she said to him, not meaning it in the least and moaned silently in frustration. He scooted away from her to the end of the seat nearer to the stack of books and bags, getting her hand to drop on the half of his seat. "I have a question…."
"Leave me alone," he uttered coldly and stared at the principal that was now on the stage talking on a mike about something.
Hm, so he was a virgin, eh? She looked behind her. The rows were double-spaced out. That was a good thing. It kept the other unwanted nosy people out of her business. She was so horny that she started humping against her thighs that squeezed against her crotch, small humps that didn't move her chair back and forth. What made this very exciting was the unknowing audience around her. It was coming, the good feeling. She closed her eyes.
A cough came from beside her and a shift in the seat.
The feeling came. It was as though she was coming, which she wasn't, and then it left just as quickly as it came. Man, she wished it lasted longer. It felt so good.
She glanced at the boy, sitting uncomfortably in his seat. Probably, he saw the show she put on for him. He opened the binder making a shield between him and her. She chuckled softly in amusement of his actions.
Her fingers nails still on his seat went for his thigh this time grazing it. He had a muscular thigh under the loose jeans. She heard a whimper coming from him before he closed his binder pinching on top of her hand wanting her hand off his person.
"Ow…" She quickly moved her hand and rubbed the stinging spot on it. A determined expression went on her face. He was a challenge and challenge was something she couldn't turn down. She let out an exhale and a giggle. "Fine…" she whispered to him.
He sighed, thinking that she left him alone and got comfortable in his seat, even spread his legs, his attention on the stage.
She smoothed her glimmering lips together. You want to play hard to get, well you be the prey and I will be your predator. She bit her upper lip looking at the boy who wasn't even sparing her a look of acknowledgement.