Waiting Chapter 1: Moment, a naruto fanfic

/Waiting/

I am in love with you,

I am in love with you, baby,

I am in love with you…yeah,

At least for the moment

+Chapter One: Moment +

Sunlight streamed in through the window, and gently covered the sleeping form hidden under a mountain of pillows and blankets. Sakura groggily opened her eyes as the rays gently shook her from her sleep. She rubbed her eyes, and stretched her arms in a cat-like position before finally rolling over and picking up the alarm clock on the bedside table.

The numbers 11:30 brightly glared at her. She groaned and threw her face into the pillow, mumbling a few incoherent words to herself as she flung the clock in the air, hearing a loud thud as it hit the ground.

She laid there for a while, letting reality slowly come to her as her dreamland left. Finally after a few minutes realization hit her she propped herself up and looked around the room. "Where am I?" she thought. Last night had been a blur of booze, shurikens, and so much partying that this time she had no clue where she ended up. All she could remember was going out with Naruto to get a drink to celebrate their homecoming after the success of a tough two month mission, and somehow it turned into twenty apple martinis. Sakura tried to think back to what happened but every time she thought about it, it would result in a massive migraine. "It would probably be best to not think about anything right now" she thought clutching her head.

The first thing Sakura ever did in a situation like this was check if she was still clothed. Swallowing her pride, Sakura slowly peeked under the covers and confirmed that yes she was naked. Sakura's stomach dropped for a second as she contemplated all the consequences she could pay, praying to god she used protection. I'm not the good girl anymore. Sakura sighed the thought off and pushed it off to the back of her mind. Slightly angry for letting her conscience get to her.

She looked around the room, and the one thing that came to her mind was empty. Literally empty. She was in a plain white room with nothing in it up a bunch of ninja supplies dumped in one corner, a tiny suitcase with two pairs of uniforms, and a plain white bed that she had slept on.

"I sure picked a boring one to go home with this time," she thought feeling an urge to just throw a bucket of red paint into the room. As she looked around the room, Sakura was thinking of an escape room, she was more inclined on finding a way out than staying around to find out who she had just been with last night. It was almost as natural for Sakura as riding a bike. Change, leave through the front door, and if that somehow doesn't work find a window and climb down.

She tensed as she felt an arm wrap around her waist, pulling her closer to a figure hidden in the silk. "Last night…," he said, "was definitely not worth the trouble." Sakura could see the dark brown color of his hair as he untangled himself from the blanket to kiss her neck.

"Good Morning, honey," he said lazily, wrapping his arms around neck, letting her head rest on his shoulder. Sakura smirked as the hazy night slowly began to come back to her. That night when she went out with Naruto, she ran into another team celebrating a victory so they decided to join them, and they ended up letting the alcohol pour down their throats like water.

The team…it was Team Ten.

Sakura looked up and saw none other than the lazy, good for nothing Shikamaru Nara. Somehow amidst all the "My My Shikamaru, you sure have a way with words."

"You're in my bed, aren't you?" Sakura chuckled as Shikamaru brought her in for another kiss this time on the lips.

Ok maybe I'll stay for a little while longer.

"So…," she said a little awkwardly, biting her lip and tracing circles around his collarbone, "was it good?" She had been so drunk that night that she had forgotten if it was good or not. She was slightly disappointed knowing she had bedded the laziest ninja in Konoha, and couldn't even remember if it was good or not. She was determined to find out.

Shikamaru gently slipped his arm from under her neck, and rolled so that he was on top of her with only his arms supporting him up. "Why don't we find out," he said pulling the blanket over them. Sakura found herself giggling like a schoolgirl as the blanket formed a tent over them slowly coming down and forming a mold over their bodies.

Sakura and Shikamaru stayed there in silence looking at each other straight in the eye. Time had stopped for them. Sakura brought her hand up to his face and stroked it before running her fingers through his hair. She had never seen his hair down, and the way that it hung down made him look so much sexier. Sakura smiled at him, and he was about to kiss her when the sound of classical music interrupted them. It was coming from under the pile of Sakura's clothes that had been eagerly discarded last night.

Shikamaru paused for a second after hearing the noise, but he wasn't going to let it ruin the fun he was just about to have. He bent down again to give kiss to Sakura, but she turned her face and moved towards the end of the bed. "Shikamaru…I really have to get that. It could be important."

Shikamaru sighed knowing that the mood was basically ruined. He rolled off of her and let his arms splay across the bed as Sakura got up off of the bed and rummaged through her clothes to find her phone before the ringing ends. "I don't even know why we need cell phones. They are so troublesome."

"Oh, stop being such a baby. I promise we can finish when I answer this call," Sakura said. She found her phone and answered it, "Hello? Oh hey. What is it? Don't worry I got home just fine. Yes, I made sure my door was locked. I won't forget. Ok, bye"

"Who was it?" Shikamaru asked out of curiosity.

"It was just Naruto." Sakura said putting her phone on the floor.

"Naruto…" Shikamaru repeated.

"Yeah, is that a problem?"

"No…no problem at all. Just come back to bed," Shikamaru said rolling over to give her some space.

"I'm sorry, but yesterday I promised Naruto I would meet him at the Ichiraku to talk about some mission details for the next mission we are having. I have to go now." Sakura said throwing aside Shikamaru's vest, and continuing to sort out the clothes in search of her underwear. She let out a squeal of triumph, holding up her underwear before finally slipping it on.

Shikamaru covered his face with a pillow and screamed out all his sexual frustration. That mission isn't going to be for a few months. They don't need to have a meeting until at least a few more weeks. I guess the rumors are true. Oh well. Can't complain after having her completely naked in my room. Completely naked. In my room. Shikamaru couldn't help but feel like a twelve year old hormonal boy"Fine, at least let me make you breakfast before you leave."

"Shikamaru, you really don't have to make me breakfast. I'm going to the Ichiraku in a few minutes. Naruto will probably feed me some-

"If I know that bumbling idiot well enough he probably won't have enough money to buy you lunch, much less buy his own," Shikamaru said firmly, and a little irritated, "Now I am going downstairs to make you some breakfast and I don't even want to hear a peep out of you mouth or so help me god I will make you come back to bed with me."

Sakura could only stand there speechless in her underwear. Typical Shikamaru. Always the leader, always telling people what to do. Sakura always hate his type. Cocky, Big headed, and Stubborn. It was always a wonder how alcohol always found a way to bring two polar opposites together

Shikamaru couldn't help but be amused at the sight of a confused Sakura standing in the middle of his room with nothing on but underwear. What a Polaroid moment. Sliding off the bed, Shikamaru slipped the blanket around his torso. He walked next to Sakura, and crouched down next to her in search of some of his clothes. He was met with a smirk, and Sakura picked up her red dress and slipped it over her head. She turned to look at Shikamaru and noticed that he was looking at her with an evil grin on his face.

"What?" she asked a little confused.

"Nothing, nothing." he turned back to the pile of clothes.

"Liar! Tell me," she grabbed his shoulder and turned him to face her.

"Well," he said chuckling and pointing to her chest, "it looks like we were a little too eager last night."

Sakura looked down, and her face turned bright red when she was that there was a humongous rip that started at her chest, and ended at her stomach revealing a scandalous amount of skin. As a first reaction to her embarrassment Sakura immediately put her hands over her chest to cover herself up. Although she really didn't know why. It wasn't like Shikamaru was seeing something he hadn't seen last night. Nevertheless Sakura could feel her face burning up, and she told him to turn around.

"Calm down Sakura. It's not like I haven't seen those before. We just spent the night together having hot, wild sex, and I am pretty sure I know your body inside out. There is no need to be modest," Shikamaru didn't get this girl at all. One moment she was freak in the sheets and now she was modest molly. Was it because she was drunk last night? No...She had a reputation. She wasn't the good little Sakura anymore.

Sakura thought for a moment, and shrugged it off. He's right, I'm not that type of girl anymore. She lowered her hands and took off her dress. "You know what? I think I'm going to take a shower while you cook breakfast."

Shikamaru opened his mouth to speak, but Sakura interrupted before he could speak, "No you can't join me. If you come, taking a shower is going to be the last thing we do."

Shikamaru pouted, "Fine, I'll meet you downstairs when you're done." He gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and soon she could hear the creaking of the stairs as he went down them. Walking into his bathroom, Sakura was once again amazed at the...plainness. The interior was big, but inside there were only the essential towel, toothbrush, shampoo, and conditioner, making it seem as big as a grand cathedral. Opening the shower door, she could only sigh as she knew that that was his personality. There was so much you could learn about something just by looking at their room.

Shikamaru just finished flipping the last pancake when he heard Sakura coming down the stairs rather noisily. "I hope you don't mind. I borrowed your shirt." she said. Shikamaru turned to Sakura. She was wearing his black shirt which was much too big for her making is seem like a baggy dress, and she had a towel on her head. She rubbed the towel on her wet pink hair.

"Actually, I do mind. You need to take that off. Like right now," Shikamaru said with a smirk. Sakura walked up to the counter and sat herself on the chair. She lightly punched him on the shoulder, "you pervert."

Shikamaru set a cup on the table, and poured some coffee into it. Then picking up a plate he set it in front of her. Sakura closed her eyes and let herself take in the aroma of the food. It had been a while since she had breakfast. She had always been too busy saving the lives of others to stop and enjoy breakfast. Plus she was a horrible cook to begin with. She looked down at the food and laughed at the artwork Shikamaru had made with the food. He made a picture of himself, using the pancake as a head, chocolate syrup for his eyes, nose and trademark smile, and whipped cream for his pony tailed hair. Sakura cut herself a slice, carefully cutting a slice between his cheek.

"So," Shikamaru cleared his throat. His cheeks tainted a little pink, and his face too embarrassed to look at her, "what does this mean?"

"What do you mean, "What does this mean?"" Sakura looked up and, swallowed her pancake.

"Should we move on? Pretend last night didn't happen, and go on with our lives. Or do you want to y'know"

"Actually no...I don't," Sakura suppressed the urge to laugh. She knew where he was trying to go with the conversation, but she just couldn't help it. It was too much fun.

"Well...ummm...do you want to keep seeing each other?" Shikamaru tried to keep his cool. He casually tried to lean back onto the counter, and run his hand through his hair.

"Hmm…maybe," she said scooping up some whipped cream and stuffing it in her mouth.

"What do you mean "hmm maybe?" It's either yes or no. Plain and simple." Shikamaru didn't like how she was tip toeing her way around the subject.

"Fine, yes"

"I don't want you saying yes because I told you so."

"Ok then, no."

"What? Why not?"

"What about Temari? I know she likes you, she told me. I don't like stealing boys away from people. You know that."

"Well…That hasn't stopped you before, now has it?"

Sakura grinned, "Yeah…it hasn't"

"Where were you yesterday?" Naruto asked, worry written all over his face. It was kind of hard to tell though with the amount of noodles he had stuffed into his cheeks making him look like a hamster, "the last I heard of you, you were downing your twelfth martini before leaving…with Shikamaru." The way he had said Shikamaru made it seem like he was imply something happened between the two of them.

Sakura put down her chopsticks and closed her eyes before letting out a long sigh. "Oh yeah…last night…Well I was really exhausted and I noticed you were having a good time with Ino and Chouji that I didn't want to disturb you. I was really wobbly and Shikamaru said that he was going home too so he offered to walk me home so that I would get home safe. I got inside, plopped on my bed, and slept. That's it."

Naruto looked at her skeptically, knowing that she was only telling a small version of the truth, but he knew he had no choice but to believe his friend. Sakura on the other had was wallowing in self-pity at her lie. She really didn't have the heart to tell Naruto. Every time she looked in his bright blue innocent eyes she always felt that she didn't deserve him as a friend. Loudmouthed, caring, dependable Naruto. He had always been worried about her ever since Sasuke left, always comforting her when she would get into her bouts of depression. It was because he was always there she felt the need to be there for him every time he would call her. No matter what time, no matter what she was doing she would be willing to drop everything and go to him.

When Sasuke left, he took a piece of her heart with him. She was only in her adolescence, and knew nothing about love, but that piece was never returned to her. She truly loved him with her whole heart. Now she was twenty-one, an adult who had given up on love and settled for love affairs and passion, but no matter how many guys she slept with, no matter how many guys she went out with, she still missed him. With her whole adolescent heart.

Sakura knew she was going to tell Naruto about Shikamaru. If would only be a matter of time before gossip would spread, most likely fueled by an overly-happy Shikamaru, that she had said agreed to be his girlfriend. She had no clue why she said yes, but she knew it would be hard seeing the expression Naruto would give her when she told him. The same one he would always give her when she told him that she was going out with Kiba, Genma, and an especially sad one when she went out with Iruka.

"Sorry I woke you up this morning. I thought you would be up already." Naruto said.

"It's ok. It's not like I was doing anything important. Besides sleeping. So what did you call me for? That mission isn't for another month or so"

"Actually Tsunade told me to call you. We have a different mission."

"What? Again? We just came back from one a few days ago. I'm supposed to be on my break right now."

"Aw Sakura-chan, don't you want to spend time with me?"

"Mou I spend enough time with you. I freakin' know what underwear you have on right now."

"You do not."

"The one with the cats on it," she said simply.

"…."

"Told ya."

"Well this mission is supposed to be really easy. The only reason they are giving it to us is because it just so happens that a majority of our Genin are on vacation so there is no one to do the D rank missions. All of the Genin that are here are already on a mission, and there is this D rank mission that is paying especially well."

"D- Rank? Ugh, what a waste of time," said a little disgusted, "What do we have to do?"

"Clean some old woman's house."

"Clean! We are Jounin for god's sake," Sakura paled at the thought of having to go in all her ninja clothing just to clean some woman's house. She couldn't even keep her own room clean, "We are going to be the laughing stock of Konoha. Two elite Jounins….cleaning."

"I'm sorry. I would've refused but she…she blackmailed me," Naruto sobbed pathetically on the wooden table of the Ichiraku, "She said that if I didn't accept the mission she was going to get the Konoha council to reopen an investigation on the time I beat up a member of the council because they insulted me."

"Fine…when are we leaving?"

Naruto began fiddling with his fingers "Eh heh heh about that…I was meaning to tell you on the phone but then you know-

"Just tell me," she said bluntly

He stuffed as much ramen into his mouth, hoping a full mouth would make the truth he was about to say incoherent," We should have left two hours ago."

"…I hate you."

It didn't work.