Sakura sighed as she sank to the floor. Every muscle in her body ached from the long day of training; Kakashi had worked them harder than usual. She leaned back against the couch as she let out a defeated sigh. Her mind revolved around the afternoon's training, Naruto and Sasuke had beaten her at almost every task. A pang of guilt hit her at the thought, it seemed like not matter what she did she was never good enough. She was so wrapped up in her thoughts that she didn't even notice the footsteps until it a floor board behind her creaked. Every hair on her body stood at attention as she spoke to the figure looming behind her. "Identify yourself," her voice did not betray the fear she felt.

The figure let out a breath of air as he sat down beside her, brushing away the hair that hid her ear. "Sasuke, no need to worry."

"You scarred me, I didn't know it was you."

"Are your parents home?" he asked lazily.

"No, their gone for the weekend," she turned to face him, his eyes were half lidded in a lazy manner. "Are you alright?"

His hand turned her head to face him completely, "Is this what you want?" Slowly he lowered his lips to hers, never closing his droopy eyes. She blushed and tried to turn away but his hand held her still, his tongue teased her lips. Slowly she cautiously gave into him, and his warm tongue dipped into her mouth teasing the sides of it. His other hand reached for the zipper of her top, she blushed a deeper shade of pink and pulled away from him, he continued his pursuit by leaning closer to her pushing her slowly downward toward the floor.

He could feel the heat from her face, his lips met with Sakura's neck and she moaned. "Sasuke, please…" she bit her lip; something about it did not feel right.

"Is this what you want?" his deep black eyes gazed in a lazy manner. Worriedly she dropped her gaze. Smiling at her state of turmoil he returned his attention to her neck, while his hand unzipped her shirt exposing her bra.

"Sasuke, stop," she whispered desperately in his ear, something wasn't right.

"Isn't this what you want?" Again she choked on her words unable to say them; again a grin crossed his face. His hand slid from her shirt to the spandex shorts she wore, she gasped a little as his finger pulled at the top of them.

"Please, stop it Sasuke," her hand came to meet with his shoulders to try to push him off of her.

"Don't you want it? Come on Sakura, I know you do," his silky voice purred.

Finally the words came spilling out of Sakura's mouth. "No, I want you, but this doesn't feel right. Please stop, please," she begged, for she knew something must be wrong for him to show her any sort of attention.

He got up frustratedly, anger filling his lazy eyes. He was mad, was it something she said? She couldn't just let him continue. As she got to her knees she felt his hands grab her wrists and pin them above her head so she was facing the floor. One hand held her fast while the other pulled at the neck of her shirt exposing her back to his angry glare.

"Sasuke stop!" she whimpered to the floor, she could feel his hot heavy breath on her neck as he leaned down.

"Is this what you want?" his lips caressed the nape of her neck; slowly he sucked on it drawing blood to the surface. His hand unfastened her bra and gently rubbed circles on its peak, she couldn't help but moan at his attentions. "See, you want it."

"No," her voice squeaked. His hand moved from her breast to her shorts. A shiver ran down her spin as he pulled them down around her knees. "Stop, please."

His finger traced her entrance teasingly; she let out a soft cry. "Is this what you want?" his finger slowly plunged into her. "Your wet Sakura, you want me. Your body tells me so," he moved his finger inside her. It felt so good, but something was still wrong.

"Sasuke," was all she could say as his lips slid down her body to meet with his finger. She breathed in as his hot tongue intruded her flesh, her body quivered as he did it again and again. She could feel something coiling up in her lower stomach. "Stop!"

"But your so close," he teased again this time he blew gently into her.

"Ahh!" she cried.

"You like that didn't you? See, I knew you wanted it," his head came to meet her neck again. He pressed himself to her so she could feel him against her skin. "You want it bad Haruno, don't you?"

"No," she sobbed.

"But you do," he whispered in her ear, taking one of her hands with his free hand. "You want it bad," he lead it down his body until it met him. He made her unzip his tan shorts and reach into them; she nearly gagged when she felt him. "Feel me, you see I want it just as much as you do."

"Please stop," she choked as he made her move her hand along his length. "This isn't right!"

His tongue caressed the back of her ear. "Isn't it? But it must be right if you want it," he took her hand from him and placed it gently back above her head. Something warm was pressing lightly on her opening.

Slowly he slid into her, he wasn't even an inch in before she cried out in pain. "Sasuke! Stop it, it hurts," tears weld up her eyes.

"Hush now, it'll only hurt for a moment," he cooed as he continued to press deeper, she tried to suppress her cries but they only came out as whimpers. She cried out as he reached a barrier he stopped for a moment.

"Look at me," Sakura did as she was told, as she did so his lips came again to meet hers, his tongue probing her mouth. She felt a snap as he pushed himself through her barrier and fully into her. Tears ran down her face, she pulled away hanging her head trying to hide herself, but nothing could hide her shame. Gently he pulled himself out of her. She let out a sigh of relief until he plunged back in making her want to scream. He repeated it again and again. She was lost in waves of pain that his cadence brought her. His hands let go of hers. They roamed her body testing, probing every part. He held her breasts firmly, rubbing them till their peaks were taught. All the while she cried, begging him to stop, but nothing could stop his assault. His tempo speed up as he reached fever pitch. Her body ached from his constant pounding.

"Sasuke stop," her hands gripped the rug bellow her.

"Is this what you want?" he screamed as he came inside her. She could feel his body convulse from his pleasures. His weight fell on her as he collapsed. Her knees strained to keep them up and slowly she collapsed. His heavy breath pounded in her ear. Finally after what seemed like an eternity he withdrew himself. He stood up slowly staring blankly down at her. He did not speak as he turned and left the room. Tears flooded her eyes but refused to fall as he left.

She tried to move but it only caused her more pain, defeatedly she lay upon the floor batter and broken. Her world lay shattered before her like a crystal ball smashed by the visions it had seen. The hours slowly trickled past into the rivers of time, the clock chimed many times but nothing could wake her. Not even the bright morning sun could lighten her dark world. Somewhere in the distance she heard the clock chime ten, she was late for training, but she didn't care. Nothing seemed to matter anymore. The phone gave a bleating cry, demanding for attention, but still she did not move. The answering machine soon picked up and Kakashi's worried voice flooded the room, but not even her sensei's pleads could rouse her. Everything became quiet and still when his message finished. Her eyes slowly shut leaving her in a fitful slumber. A banging came from her door waking her from her sleep, but still she did not move. She wished that the world would go away and leave her be. The squeak of the doorframe told her that someone had gotten in; she recognized her sensei's footsteps as they padded across the wooden floor. His footsteps faltered when he saw her.

"Oh god, Sakura, what happened?"