One week's notice
Both being, smart, attractive, and popular, Sasuke and Naruko would seem to be perfect for each other, but that's not something either is inclined to admit to, until one day sasuke asks for one chance at making things work between them. Naruko: "If I'm not head over heals in love with you in one week, we'll pretend this never happened."
Chapter 1: The game starts here
The dark haired Uchiha sighed, feeling the beatiful blonde's eyes shooting daggers at him. It was unusual for girls to give him such a look, but not when it came from Naruko, one of the most high-maintenance and hard-to-please girls in the school. "So, what is it? You know what's going around, people think we're perfect for each other, and at the least, I think you're perfect for me." He gritted his teeth, blushing slightly at his own sappy stupidity. He looked up, studying the girl's perfect, crystal-blue orbs and the expression that could be found on her stunningly cute features. The look said something between amazement and sheer anger.
"Who cares what they say, and how do I know you're not just faking it to get in my pants?" A valid point, the little lady had, Sasuke thought to himself, though he wouldn't voice it. "There's easier people to go to if that was what I wanted . . . well, people whose feelings I don't care about in the same way. C'mon, just gimme a chance. You might be dissapointed, but you might not." The Obsidian globes he possessed were filled with intent and determination as he spoke. His eyes wandered to the girl's more prominent features, scanning over her for the third time since their conversation had started. She wore a short red skirt up to the middle of her thighs and a loosely buttoned white shirt which showed extra cleavage, and a noticeably darker bra underneath the white shirt. Her legs were perfectly smooth and tanned, much like her face, arms and what of her chest was showing. The girl's hair was a white-blonde color.
"First of all, would you stop eyeing me, I'm not a trophy, I'm a girl with feelings. It's possible I could give you a chance, but there are definitely things you could work on, for example how strongly you're coming on, it's a big turn-off for us girls."
"Well, fine . . . come find me when you know?" He turned to walk away at that. "Sasuke, wait . . . look, We've known each other for four years, and I wouldn't want it to get in the way of our friendship, but . . ." She paused, her tone luring him back in. "One week. If I'm not head over heals in love with you in one week, we'll pretend it never happened." In response to that, the raven haired boy smiled lightly, not wanting to push his luck anymore than he already had. "My house after school? I'd like to start on those 'things I could work on.' " He shot back, quickly. "Whatever. I have class now." Conveniently for her, the bell rang just as she spoke, ushering all the kids into the hall and in between the two, giving Naruko a chance to walk away before he could object.
"Well, gee, where to begin?" Came a smart-ass voice from the room of Sasuke Uchiha. It was later the same day of the decision Naruko had made, and as promised, they'd started Sasuke's one week to prove himself adequate, beginning with everything he needed to 'work on.'
"Well, we can start here." Naruko spoke, gracefully stepping across the room and kissing the Brunette, her arms going around his neck. The kiss could only be described as on an entirely new level never reached before, as might be expected by two of the most eligible significant others at Konoha High. "There's no problem there." The girl said, before plunging her skilled tongue back into the other's mouth. After nearly a whole minute, Sasuke pushed her back with some difficulty, her muscles proving relatively strong for a girl like her. The Brunette gasped for breath. "What's the matter, can't keep up with me? I can wait a minute." The comment made Sasuke wonder if he would make it through trying to get her to fall in love with him. She was coming off as very harsh.
"What next?" The Uchiha asked, once he'd caught his breath. "Hmm, well how does sex sound?" The blonde girl said very seriously.
18-year-old Sasuke blushed at the thought. "I guess so . . . If that's what you want to do next." He moved closer, beginning to unbutton her shirt. At the same time she reached to unbutton and zip his jeans. Her shirt fell in moments, and Sasuke pulled down her strapless bra, revealing her perfect, round boobs, as his own pants fell to the floor. They moved over to the bed, where Naruko laid back, allowing Sasuke to reach under her skirt and remove her panties. Once they'd been removed, Sasuke got out of his boxers, fully exposing his hardened member, apparently of adequate size due to her gasping.
Sasuke stepped in, leaning over the bed before going all in. Naruko moaned loudly at the contact, and continued to as The raven-haired boy moved in and out. It felt dirty and somehow wrong, but at the same time so right. He would've wanted it to be after she fell in love with him, but Decided it was okay. For one, she seemed to think it was important so soon, and besides that, it felt so good. The Uchiha's hands reached down, grabbing her boobs as he thrust more and more quickly, Naruko's moans getting louder and more orgasmic each time.
"Sasuke . . . It feels good. You're . . . AHH! Great!" Naruko screamed, coming along with Sasuke, though he kept going for a few more minutes. Still inside, Sasuke leaned in and kissed her, tightly squeezing one of her boobs. "Wow, you're big, I'll give you that, and rough . . . just how I like it." The comment was slightly disturbing to Sasuke, now knowing a 16-year-old had already been bedded. "Well, good. Maybe we'll do it again sometime."
"Um . . . not thinking so. Unless I fall in love with you, you should consider that a one night stand." She pushed him off, pulling her bra back up and beginning to rebutton her shirt. Sasuke stopped her, trying his luck. Mind if I play a little more?" He asked, a sly smile on his face. "You have balls, I like that. Sure." She smiled back at him in the same way, as he slid a hand into her bra and squeezed. He quickly removed his hand, finishing with buttoning her shirt before handing her her thong.
Sasuke's mind had suddenly traveled down a disturbing path. He didn't really want it to be like that, or did he? Naruko was a bombshell, after all, but there was something else behind that incredible outward appearance. There was a personality, someone he wanted to be around. "Um, let's give it awhile." Sasuke answerd, snapping out of his trance as the blond girl stared intently at him, as though trying to seduce him. She then giggled at him, standing on her tip-toes to give him a hug and peck on the cheek. "Good answer, I like guys who don't want to just jump right into it. Sex complicates things in a fresh relationship, if that's what you'd call it." Again, the words were harsh, but Sasuke paid no mind, returning a kiss, this one on her lips.
"Well, what should we do then?" He asked, his face inches from hers, his hot breath on her neck in an attempt to arouse her. It worked just as planned. "W-wow, you're good. How about we sit and watch a movie?" The blonde spoke to him, a grin on her face as she reacted to the breathing-down-her-neck trick. Bad idea; Sasuke didn't have a lot movies, besides that inappropriate collection beneath his bed and the large number of action flicks on his more public shelves; the terminator trilogy, the Predator movies, the Star wars collection, Lord of the Rings, etc.
"How does the theatre sound?" Sasuke suggested quickly, subconsciously attempting to make it an official date. It didn't fail outright, but she did recognise the meaning of it. "Oh, I see what you're trying to do. Fine by me, you can at least work toward a goal. Take me to a chick flick?" The attractive young woman flirted. Sasuke agreed, smirking as he took his time over to his mediocre laptop, using it and finding several chick flicks showing in the next hour. They quickly decided - in other words, Naruko did - on a movie and gathered shoes, his wallet, and her purse, heading out the door as there were only twenty minutes until the time they'd picked.
The movie was relatively quick, as Sasuke spent most of the time making out with Naruko, though she forced him to watch the end of it, which was, of course, a happy ending where the couple ended up staying together. Naruko had nearly cried, and Sasuke noted that cheesy love stories were much preferred over action flicks for her. They kissed again as they left the theatre, once Sasuke had threatened someone from the school into not telling anyone they were seen together. about thirty minutes later, Sasuke gave her a goodnight kiss at her house, then drove off quickly to avoid her parents. Once he got inside his house, he had a sudden urge to get relief, though he refrained. He didn't want to feel guilty every time he saw her for the next six days - though he hoped longer - that he had left.
The raven-haired boy took his mind of things with an action movie, then immediately after showered brushed his teeth and hopped in bed, mentally exhausted after 'dating boot camp.' As the action movie hadn't completely calmed his nerves, it took him awhile, but finally sleep came after another half hour of Naruko on his mind.
Sasuke woke up; It was noon. He jumped up quickly, throwing on a black t-shirt and blue jeans before exiting his room and frying some eggs and bacon. Once he'd eaten, he heard a knock on his door. Opening it up, he found a very provocatively dressed naruko, hair in a ponytail, a red bra under a white shirt - unbuttoned in the front - and an extra short jeanskirt. He could see plenty of cleavage hanging out of the bra where her shirt was unbuttoned to halfway down her chest. Sasuke now noticed that the perfect tan on her shoulders and lower legs was also everywhere else he had previously been unable to see until then. He wondered how far she went with her tan, which only led to more perverted thoughts. Then the blonde spoke.
"Easy, tiger, and while you're at it, you can pick up your jaw." Naruko's words were somehow harsh and playful at the same time. She sauntered past the stunned Sasuke, sitting on the couch and making sure a flash of her panties met his eyes as he turned to see her. Great, now he knew her panties were red. A white skirt came into his mind, and he mentally placed it on her, imagining her more-than-likely perfect bikini line; smooth, tanned and hairless. He quickly shook himself out of it, as he was approaching the point where he would imagine her nude. Finally aware of his surroundings, he spoke:
"Wow, you look . . . amazing." Came his response, though in the boy's mind sat the word 'fuckable.' She caught on. "Right, and here I thought the word was fuckable." Fuck my life, he thought. He walked over to the blonde, scooping her up bridal style and kissing her passionately on the lips, his tongue entering her mouth. It was satisfactory to her, as she gasped pleasureably. He couldn't help but allow the words 'I've won' to grace his thoughts, right before she would prove just how much he'd lost.
Sliding out of Sasuke's grasp, Naruko threw him toward the couch, forcing him to sit as she jumped onto him and straddled him, fiercely kissing him on the lips. Her hands slid down near his crotch unzipping his pants and working their way to his erect member, skillfully traveling up and down his shaft. Moving to where she straddled only one of his legs, she farther stimulated him by pressing tightly against him, connecting their lips again. His release came closer and closer, until . . .
He woke up in a cold sweat.
Damnit what is wrong with me, why do I keep getting these thoughts of her?
Sasuke glanced at the clock, seeing that it was only five thirty in the morning, and he hadn't gotten up, eaten, and let Naruko in, nor had he been practically molested by a girl - a very attractive, girly-looking girl, no less. The raven-haired Highschooler returned to his position, laying on the bed and panting slightly. It had felt so real, he could've sworn it was, but alas, it had only been a dream.
After tossing for a few hours, still being unable to go back to sleep, Sasuke flicked off his alarm clock, rolled out of bed and threw on some pajama bottoms and an undershirt, heading into the kitchen for a late night - or early morning, as was the case - snack. He grabbed a milk jug out of the refridgerator, pouring some into a bowl from the cupboard, and dumping a half pound of Raisin bran on top of the milk. The Uchiha then made his way to the living room, flicking the light on and taking a seat with the remote in his remaining free hand.
Surfing through channels, he soon found there was nothing on except old cartoons and re-runs of shows no longer airing, then clicked the power off on the T.v, redirecting his attention on the cereal.