First off, let me start by saying that this has been a LONG time coming. I miss writing, and I'm going to make a better effort to write as much as I can. Not to mention that I will finish off EVERY story that I have let alone make new ones. With this said, here is a new story that I've been thinking about, and I hope that you like it. I am going to finish off my story Heart of Ice within the next two weeks. I have awesome things in store for that story!

~NightBeast

Where is the Love?

This is a Naruto FanFic, and you shall just have to read to find out what it's about! It's kind of something that I just popped out of my brain. Hope you enjoy it!

Pairings:
Naru/Hina
Sasu/Saku
Saku/Naru
Naru/Hina
Who ends up with who? ;]
And whoever else I decide to add in =]

CHAPTER ONE

Sakura sat in her room, looking outside of the window. She was 21 years old, and madly in love with this guy. Only problem was: he didn't like her. Well, anymore. You see, they had dated off and on, but he had decided that he didn't like her anymore. He had decided that they weren't good together, and that they were better off as friends. She, on the other hand, had other opinions on that matter.

Today was one of her only days off, and she had decided that she wanted to sit at home, read, play video games, or do something fun with her time. She had been feeling sick lately, and she never knew when it was gonna hit her. She didn't know if she wanted to go to the doctor or not because everyone would know what her business was before she did. That was the problem of living in a small community. Everyone knew everyone else and who they were related to, things you'd done years ago that you just wanted to forget but they wouldn't let you. It was EXTREMELY annoying.

So she tried to hold off as long as she could before caving in. Besides, the best medicine was sitting at home and playing video games, right? She picked up her controller for her XBOX 360 that she had and turned it on. The title screen for Halo Reach came on. She settled into her couch with her blanket all around her, a smile on her face, and began to play.

Just as she was about to start playing, there was a knock on her apartment door. "Are you fucking kidding me?" she muttered. "I'm coming!" she yelled. She got up to answer the door, and was shocked to see that it was Sasuke standing there with a bag. "Um...Sasuke?"

"Yes? Unless I changed in the last 5 seconds, I do believe that that's still my name." He said, almost with a smile.

"What do you want?" Sakura said, not really thrilled that he came over, especially when she was sick. The last time they'd come over, some things had happened that she didn't particularly want to remember.

"I heard you were sick. I remembered that the last time I was sick, you brought me some chicken noodle soup, so I wanted to return the favor." That was another memory that she didn't particularly wanna remember, either. All of those hot kisses, hands roaming everywhere. Stop it Sakura. Sasuke looked at her clothing, and raised his eyebrows. "Do you ever wear clothes?"

She looked down, and felt her cheeks flame. She had forgotten that she only had on boy shorts and a tank top. "It's my damn house, I can wear whatever the hell I please."

"Someone is REALLY testy today." Sasuke replied, this time chuckling.

Sakura grumbled something that resembled asshole, and, turning, walked back into the house. "Come in if you must." She didn't want him here, but at the same time she did. She didn't know why, but she couldn't really ask him to leave. After all, he did bring you some soup... "Thank you for the soup by the way."

"Your welcome." He set it down on the extremely messy table and looked around at the mess that consisted of her entire living room. He saw the television and asked her, "Playing some video games?"

"Yes. They're the best kind of medicine!" She said hotly.

"You want company?"

She thought for a moment. If he stays, who knows what will happen. If he leaves now, I'll be safe but I'll miss him. UGH. "Yeah, sure." I'm so stupid!

They sat there, on the couch, and played round after round. Neither of them had noticed that it was already 8 o'clock at night. "Oh my goodness!" Sakura exclaimed. "I didn't even realize that it was this late. I should probably think about cleaning up a little, and then going to bed so I can get some rest. I might actually have to go back to work tomorrow."

Sasuke glanced around her house. "It is really messy. Here. Let me help you." He bent to pick up some clothes.

"No!" She exclaimed. "I mean, I appreciate it, but I can do it. If not now, then definitely tomorrow." She started to sway on her feet.

"Sakura, go lay down. You're about ready to fall flat on your face." Sakura stood there glaring at him. "Don't make me come over there and carry you to bed." He looked at her, and when she didn't budge, he went over to her, picked her up bridal style, and ignored all of her protests as he carried her to bed. "I warned you. You chose not to listen."

She glared at him as he tossed her on the bed. "I'm not some piece of baggage that you can throw around! Sheesh!" She looked up at him, then realized that he was a lot closer than she'd thought, and when she had turned her head, it was eye level with his waist. She swallowed, and she looked up, slowly, until she met his eyes. Oh no. This isn't good.

Sasuke looked down at her. Oh no. This has happened WAY too many times for me to count, and she's sick. Stop it! He silently willed himself to calm down, then he noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra. And that they were loose under that flimsy tank top. This shouldn't happen. This really shouldn't be happening. He looked down at her mouth, then back up to her eyes. She knew what was going on, she was having the same thoughts. He could see it in her eyes.

She slowly got up on her knees until she was face to face with him, just barely touching him. She had that look, that look that he new EXACTLY what it meant. The only question was if he was gonna let this happen. Come on, Sasuke. Seriously? How many times have you guys tried to make it work and it hasn't? I mean, if she's willing, she's willing, but you don't wanna hurt her. Or lead her on. That would NOT be a good idea. He watched as she ever so slowly reached up to tuck a stray hair behind his ear, and the small spot that her skin touched his tingled with excitement. This can't be good.

She looked at him, wondering if she should stop or continue. She wasn't sure if she wanted this, and he looked like he was holding back. How in the world did this situation happen? I didn't even want him here in the first place! I mean, seriously! I practically made an ass out of myself so that he wouldn't stay! She looked at the spot that her hand just touched, wondering if he could feel the same current that was racing up her arm. The sexuality and excitement. Oh how badly she wanted this moment. On one hand she tried not to think about it because she knew that in the end, there was nothing but hurt for her. But when she thought about it, when was this gonna happen again? He hadn't so much looked at her let alone anything else in over three months, and each time got more lenghty. Sakura, just go for it. Give it everything you've got. After all, where is the love? You know you love him, and it doesn't really matter that he doesn't love you. Sex is just as good. She kept trying to convince herself of this as she got up the courage to take this the next step further. She let a smile slowly creep accross her face as she slid first one strap slowly down her shoulder, which was followed by the second one.

To Be Continued...

I hope that you liked it. I promise that I am going to upload a chapter every other day due to all of the free time that I have. =] They will get more lengthy, promise =]

~NightBeast