And so I'm back after what, like 3 years of not doing anything? *Wonders if anyone is still around* If you are, read and review. Sorry about my other stories, they will never be finished.

Some people said she was plain. Some people said she was too loud. Most people said Sakura Haruno was too strong. But for a 17 year old girl, with bright pink hair, a boisterous personality, and 12 years of martial arts training under her numerous belts; Sakura was actually a fairly quiet girl. Who for the past 17 years, has not had a boyfriend. Her friend Ino, one of the only people who could stand all of her, vice versa; would often comment on this fact, every 2 hours, on the dot.

"Do you really not have anyone in mind?" She would ask casually, like she always did; while they were walking to their next class.

"No, is that really so hard to believe?" Sakura would answer just as casual, as always; as they round the corner towards their Chemistry class.

"But Sakura!"

"But Ino!"

Sakura had no love of Ino's constant protests, but she figured it was better than listening to Ino's love life with her beloved Choji. Although Sakura never really saw what Ino saw in Choji, she figured it was better than all those assholes she had dated before. Choji was good to her, and could always be counted upon to save Sakura from Ino's constant prodding.

"And Choji comes to save the day!" Sakura whispered musically.

"What?" Ino was about to ask further, when she saw Choji and Shikamaru standing outside the Chemistry room door.

"Darling!" Ino squealed; forgetting about the conversation she was pushing on Sakura and ran towards her boyfriend.

"My sunshine! How was your first period?" Choji would always ask, accepting the kiss on the cheek from Ino and returning one to her lips.

"Dreadful; now that we don't share it!" Ino would always return.

"How is P.E. dreadful?" Sakura asked when she walked up to them.

Ino turned to glare at her. Ino couldn't stand anything to do with P.E. and Sakura knew it.

"To get sweaty right at the start of the day; it ruins everything I did when I was at home!" She retorted before turning back to walk into the class room, now half full with students.

"Then why don't you wait to do it at the end of the class?" Shikamaru asked, taking his regular seat next to Choji.

"Not enough time." Ino said, taking the remaining seat beside her darling.

The tables were set up to allow for groups of 3 students. A setup that had always confused Sakura, since normally, well normally in other classes, students were paired off. But it seemed, in Mr. Hatake class, not only did 3 students sit together, but those 3 students did their labs together. A combination Sakura hadn't minded until she found out whom her lab partners were going to be.

She sat down at the table edge next to Ino and tried not to look at the door. But without even looking, she heard the first of her 2 lab partners enter the room; it was hard not to do. Naruto Uzumaki, with Hinata Hyuga entered the room, hand in hand. Sakura always said, as loud as Naruto is, Hinata is just as silent. They had been dating for almost a year, a fact that dug into Sakura's side; the fact that loud mouth Naruto could have someone and not her, left her dumbfounded. But she guessed it was mostly Hinata's doing, as silent as she was, that girl had become ruthless when it came to bagging her man.

She wasn't in their group, but in the group that sat at the table next to theirs. So Naruto sat at the edge of the table, with Hinata sitting at the edge of hers. Even though Sakura never got jealous of their relationship, perhaps envious at times, she wished on occasion, that Hinata would get sick forcing Naruto to sit in the middle of their table; keeping their last partner away from her.

She caught her breathe when the door opened only a few seconds before the bell rang. Everyone was in the class at this point, well almost everyone. The last member of their "team" swaggered into the room, barely keeping himself from being late. Sasuke Uchiha, the most dangerously handsome man in their school. A rumor said that if he ever winked at you, you'd faint and wake up not remembering where or who you are. So Sakura figured it was a good thing Sasuke never winked at anyone. Furthermore, he never spoke to anyone, anyone but Naruto, his best friend, and Sakura, but only if he had to; he made a point not to have to.

He took his custom seat in the middle of Sakura and Naruto; and would normally put his head, facing Naruto, on his arms, falling back asleep. The boy was a genius; Sakura figured he could probably test out of High School, if that was an option. She was exceptional smart as well, but never seem to come even remotely close to Sasuke's level. Why Naruto, the boy at the bottom of the class was in their group, baffled and confused Sakura to no end.

"Need to balance out the groups." Mr. Hatake would always tell her, each and every time, daily, she would ask.

Sakura would always sigh after this remark and leave the class, blessing the fact that this was the only class she had to share with the blonde haired firecracker. She would try to forget at this point as well, that every class after this one, she had to share with Sasuke. She swore the teachers loved to torture her, because every class, just like this one, she was paired up with Sasuke, but with no Naruto to take the blunt of his remarks.

Sakura was thinking this as Sasuke sat down next to her. Maybe because it was Friday, or maybe because, she wagered, he had actually eaten breakfast, but on this morning, Sasuke actually kept his head up and stayed awake. Even weirder, Sakura thought, he actually seems to be looking her way. She held back a blush, and nonchalantly looked in the direction he was facing; only to see at her horror, a notice on the board about a test today. Well actually, the test wasn't what had scared her, she knew they had a test today, had stayed up most of the night studying for it. What made her winch was her own stupidity; to think Sasuke would actually look at her.

What Sakura failed to notice as she turned her head, was Sasuke looking at her. She also failed to notice his hand, swiftly reaching into her bag and take out her student planner. She also failed to notice, him scribble something he saw in her planner before he placed it back in her bag. In fact, he did this so fast, no one in the room seemed to notice; they were all groaning about the test being handed out by a supposedly grinning, masked Mr. Hatake.

The test went by without a hitch, at least as far as Sakura was concerned, on Monday she was awaiting an A. She had 2 other classes that day that were holding tests; a conspiracy claimed Ino. Sakura had studied for all of them and having developed Sasuke barriers, was able to block out the boy from her mind while she was filling out her test packet. But if you had asked Sakura what Sasuke was wearing that day….

"A red and white stripped button up shirt with black buttons, with the top 2 left undone with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows; a black silk tie, left lose around the same length as the unbuttoned buttons. Black denim jeans, not to tight against the body and the (gulp) waist; black and white sneakers, tied tight with red laces. He wore his custom red and black circle shaped earrings, bearing the mark of his family's symbol; he wore his hair his usual way, with the front pulled to the side and back pushed straight up."

All of this would be said in a single breath, leaving the hypothetical person looking dazed. Because as a matter of fact, no one had ever asked Sakura what Sasuke was wearing each day; a fact she was glad of.

When classes ended that day, she was invited out to a nearby Café by Ino. She declined, stating she was tired from all the tests and wanted to get some rest at home. Ino called her a party popper and walked off to join Choji and the rest of their friends. Her real reason for turning Ino down had been that she hadn't seen Sasuke with them, not expecting him to be, and felt no desire to join an almost 90% couples get together. Shikamaru being the only one without a date, seeing as his girlfriend Temari, was away at her University.

She boarded her usual public bus and rode the 20 minute ride home. She had hoped with the arrival of her 17th birthday, that her parents would be gracious enough and gift her a car; like all her other friends. But they had taken it upon themselves 2 years ago to get pregnant again and have twin boys. She loved her brothers, they found her to be the coolest person in the world; but with 2 more mouths to feed, the plan for a car had been scrapped.

When she got home, her Father was still at work; her brothers were napping on her napping Mother's lap and she sighed. After fixing herself something moderately tasty to eat, left over Mac and cheese with cut up hotdogs and a glass of milk, she headed upstairs to her room and her only personal property, her computer.

It had taken her all summer to save up for it, working jobs she hated above all things of this world, but she had done it. No more would she have to stop writing a paper because her parents needed to use the family computer. No more would she be restricted to toddler related sites, because her brothers wanted her to play on the computer for them. No more! No More! NO MORE! This beautiful computer was hers, to do as she wanted, even her parents agreed. So of course the first thing she had done with her shiny new piece of hardware was to surf for porn.

She had made many pros and cons about this venture. She had a lock on her door, so she never had to worry about her parents barraging in on her. For some odd reason, the previous owner of their house had made her room sound proof; something her parents blessed when she had curiously taken up the cello. (She is quite good now, if anyone was wondering) So if she did find pleasure from the porn and decided to please herself, she couldn't bring herself to say pussy or clit yet, she wouldn't be heard. She never got to the cons of the exploration, because the giddiness she got from the idea of looking at porn overwhelmed her and she dove right in.

After 30 minutes, she had grown bored. Was this really all there was to porn? She mused that maybe because she was restricted to free porn, she wasn't finding the good stuff. But she wasn't interested in paying for the good stuff; paying and getting caught. Still curious about other methods, she had gone looking around Google and had found a sex forum website.

Now maybe it was her eagerness to see what people were saying that made her overlook the theme of this website. It wasn't until she had signed up, Petal257, that she realized that this particular forum was based around Sex slaves and masters. By the time she realized this, she was hooked. Hooked as a sex slave to her master, Nin007; his first order to her, buy a sex toy.