Sweet Valium High (by Charlotte Sometimes)

SakuraXXSasukeXXIno

"You can have me… dye my pale skin."

The girl extended her arms towards the male, who was eyeing her reproachfully. She should know he wouldn't change her- he didn't dare ask- even if that meant putting up with her obnoxiously bright pink hair. It wasn't like he actually cared. She had her uses in other areas.

At his silence, she crept forward until she was inches away from him. With a soft kiss, she tangled her fingers in his hair and yanked back, the sudden action startling the man. He was used to her rough-housing, so he simply smirked.

"You can beat me; I'll love you while I bruise."

Her faint blush only turned him on more. The thought was tempting… He might take her up on that offer…

"You can take me, drug my chapped lips." She licking her said lip for a moment before the medical ninja spoke again, "You can hurt me- I'll love you while I trip."

The other ninja smirked silently. They both knew he didn't have to drug the woman to get her on her knees- and various other positions. But, he also knew she was speaking of a different type of drug. His hot-cold nature was like being drugged on the possibility, only to suffer withdrawal when he was done with her.

His thoughts were jolted back to reality by a sharp slap to his face.

"But do you think of her- hands on my waist? And do you think of me when she screams your name?"

The female almost snarled, her hand- still on his aching face- digging into his cheek. Sasuke was left to wonder when Sakura had discovered he was still seeing Ino. Maybe the blonde couldn't keep her mouth shut. The quiet stretched before the ninja, with all the self control she could muster, pointed to the door.

"..Don't want you to drug me up. It all just hurts too much… Don't want you to drug me up. Your torture was meant to be love."

Ignoring Sasuke's pleas and denials, the girl just sobbed as she pointed to the door. With a regretful glance he left- and he didn't look back. The moment was ruined anyways. He knew where to go.

"Do you want it?"

The blonde rasped as she leaned seductively on her doorframe. Her hands explored intimate parts of herself, as if casually. Sasuke's eyes followed her movements. With a hot glaze like that, she knew it was true.

Inside, their hands automatically fluttered to each other and their lips fiercely wrestled for dominance. She pushed him on the couch, grabbing a hand to put it on her shirt's zipper. The girl's smirk was obvious as he lavished her with kisses on her newly exposed skin. Spinning in euphoria, she moaned. She smirked at her realization: "when you fuck me, you are loving me and I am owning you."

Ino cupped his face and stubbornly pulled it eye-level with her. Rubbing against him as a apology, she trailed her fingers downwards.

"Do you hate me? Want to teach me that my place with you is lying on my knees?"

The mischievous glint in her eyes was unmistakable. She leaned forward, chest pressing against him, her tongue flicking across his ear. The wet caress had him twitching and shivering with anticipation. Her voice was suddenly steely, free of the seductively low tones earlier.

"Do you think of her- hands on my waist? And do you think of me when she screams your name?"

The girl's clear eyes searched his for a hint of passion, true love, anything other than lust. Sasuke knew there was no luck there. Ino, sensing it too, stopped pressing against him and stood, biting her lips to keep back the tears that were already falling. "Don't want you to drug me up. It… all just hurts too much." Her voice waivered. Sasuke approached, taking her hand and kissing her shoulder gently.

"Don't want you to drug me up! This torture was meant to be love!" Her voice was free of trembles and had a strength hinting at how much physical pain he was about to feel. He retreated, realizing his day jut got worse.

"We can have a pretty house! We can have a pretty car! We can have pretty things!" with a disgusted snarl, she looked the man up and down. He was flawless- muscular, pale skinned, dark eyed, dark haired, mysterious. But, all he was good for was looking at. His beautiful eyes shone with apathy and a little frustration. He wasn't human-no, he was a pretty thing. "I know that's what you are."