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AN: Please read and review. I really want to know how well, or bad, I write. And it can help me improve on my next chapters or other stories. I really just want reviews for the sake of improving, so flames are welcome. (:
Huff. Huff. Huff.
'Damn it. I'm late.'
A seventeen-year old Sakura jumped from tree to tree, towards her team's training grounds.
She and Naruto sucessfully dragged Sasuke's butt to Konoha, after he killed Itachi & Orochimaru, and this was one of the rare times where they could all train together. And she was late. Very late.
'I guess Kakashi-sensei, knowing him, would probably arrive later than me but I bet Naruto & Sasuke are already there.'
Thump.
Sakura looked around the training grounds until she spotted Naruto, up on a tree branch, and Sasuke, leaning against a farther tree.
She waved at the two seventeen-year olds. Naruto gave her a huge grin and climbed down the tree and Sasuke just gave her a nod, acknowledging her presence.
She sat down, leaning against a tree when Naruto came bouncing up to her.
"Good moring, Sakura-chan. I thought you wouldn't come today, since you always arrive before any of us does."
She gave him a lopsided smile.
"Um, I overslept. Heheh."
"Yes, Naruto. Sometimes, oversleeping can be a problem. When you have insomnia, you need you right amount of--"
"LIAR! WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN, KAKASHI-SENSEI?"
Sakura looked up and saw her pervertic sensei with the familiar orange book in his hands.
She sighed.
"Be fair, Naruto. I was late too so you can't just forgive me and scold Kakashi-sensei."
"Yeah, but you're not always late, Sakura-chan. And, Kakashi-sensei always is. And, he makes lame excuses for it too. At least, I know that you're telling the truth."
Sakura gave her more-like-a-brother-than-a-friend a grateful smile as their sensei cleared his throat.
"Now, that everything's cleared up. I have news for all of you. Sasuke, come over here."
Sasuke grumbled but did as he was told.
"Today, I won't be able to train with all of you. And I recommend that you don't too. Tsunade-sama's birthday is coming up and I've received news that other ninjas are planning something special for our Hokage. Me and other jounins would be doing something for her too. I heard Ino, Shikamaru and Chouji are already finished with theirs and Hinata, Shino and Kiba will soon be informed. I expect something extraordinary from all of you. Any questions?"
Sakura, Sasuke and Naruto looked from each other to their sensei. Naruto was the first to speak.
"Are you serious?"
"As a matter of fact, yes. Now, I'll be leaving to meet with the other jounins."
Sakura watched as her sensei disappeared in the trees. She looked at the two boys left with her. What were they suppose to do now?
"Hn. Let's get this over with. My house, today, be there."
Sakura was surprised at Sasuke's suggestion but agreed anyways. Sasuke started to walk away and Naruto was beside her, looking shocked beyond belief.
"It's not everyday that Sasuke invites us into his house. Do you think that's really him, Sakura-chan?"
Sakura chuckled. Naruto just took the word right out of her mouth.
"I'm pretty sure that that's him, Naruto."
"I'm still suspicious but, might as well get this birthday stuff over with. By the way, how old exactly is Tsunade-baa-chan?"
"Are you seriously asking me that question? How old is Jiraiya?"
Naruto thought for a moment before his eyes bulged out like saucers and twitched at the sudden realization. Sakura gigled at his reaction and started to follow after Sasuke, who by now was out of their sight.
"I keep forgetting that she's not as old as she looks."
'Stupid Naruto.'
Sakura stomped towards Sasuke's door, tuning out Naruto's constant apologies.
"I'm really sorry, Sakura-chan. I didn't really mean to trip you. It was a pure accident."
Sakura sighed as she watched the front door swing open, revealing a topless Sasuke. Sasuke raised an eyebrow and looked from Sakura to Naruto.
"The dobe?"
Sakura pushed back her growing blush and tried to form words.
"Yeah. Can i borrow a shirt and shorts? Just until I can go home and change, after this whole birthday stuff."
"Hn. Sure. There's my bedroom. I'm sure you'll find something to wear in my closet."
"Thanks, Sasuke-kun."
--Sasuke's POV--
Oh shit.
She looks so hot in my baggy t-shirt. You can't even see the shorts she's wearing underneath.
Wait. Back up.
Mental slap.
Why the hell am I thinking about Sakura like this?
Ugh. Stupid hormones.
She's a teammate. A friend. Nothing more.
...Oh my Kami-sama. She's lying on my bed. And the shirt is hiking up so much, I think I can see stomach and wait, she wears pink strawberry panties?!
Mental slap. Mental slap. Mental slap.
Stop it, brain. Stop it. Stop looking her can-almost-see black bra.
ARGH! Distraction! I need a distraction!
Grumble
Sakura looked at the two boys looking at her intently, amusement flashing across their eyes.
"Umm, yeah. I skipped breakfast and it's almost lunch." She pointed out as a blush made its way across her cheeks.
"Neh, Sakura-chan. I thought you purposely skip lunch nowadays?"
Twitch.
Boy, did Sakura take that in the worst way possible; Naruto implying that she's fat.
BAM!
An orange streak flew out of an open window.
Sasuke sighed as Sakura stood there, twitching.
"Hn. Stupid dobe. The kitchen's open, if you want."
Sakura's stomach made another complaint and she rushed outside of Sasuke's bedroom.
--Sakura's POV--
Stupid Naruto.
Stomp. Stomp.
He even said it in front of Sasuke-kun.
Halt.
But I guess I overreacted. Naruto seemed innocent enough when he said it. But then again, he's just really naive when it comes to girls and their feelings. Especially when they're PMS-ing.
Hmm, Sasuke's fridge is a bit empty...
Rumble.
Fine, fine. Pipe down, you stupid stomach. Now, let's see.
...I guess this is okay. And I probably need to go on a diet anyway, since PMS-ing makes me attack chocolates...
Sasuke walked across the house's halls. Sakura had been gone for a while and he thought that she might have gotten lost in his house.
'Ugh. I have to stop hanging around Naruto and Kakashi-sensei.' he thought as he rubbed the back of his head. 'I think their perverted-ness is rubbing of on me.'
He shuddered and got lost in his (pervertic) thoughts.
He sighed, a microscopic blush making its way across his cheek.
'I can't believe I'm thinking pervy thoughts about Sakura.'
Sasuke was lost in thought again when he reached the kitchen. There, he saw Sakura sitting on the counter munching on something...
Twitch.
"Sakura?"
"Hm?"
"What are you doing?"
"Eating tomatoes, silly."
"Oh, okay."
"Um, Sasuke?"
"Hm?"
"What are you doing?"
"Stealing your tomatoes."
"But they're in my mouth already."
"I know."
Sakura just sat there staring at Sasuke. At first, her mind was blank then she regained herself and started battling for the tomatoes.
You can't blame her, she was hungry and this is an even more...satisfying...way to fill her hunger.
She focused on her battle with Sasuke's tongue, which was nearing the victory over the last piece of tomato.
She successfully won the tomato battle and now her mouth was free of tomatoes, thanks to Sasuke. She broke off from Sasuke gently, blushing as pink as her hair.
"Um, Sasuke? What was that all about?" she gulped nervously.
"Oh. I was hungry and apparently, tomatoes taste better in your mouth."
Sakura blushed heavier. 'Oh my Kami-sama. Is this really, Sasuke?'
Before Sakura could answer back, Sasuke's lips stopped her.
After a few seconds, Sakura wrapped her arms around Sasuke's neck, deepening the heated kiss. Sasuke's arms found its way to her waist and lifted her up. Sakura wrapped her long legs around Sasuke's hips.
Oh Kami-sama. How long did she wait, longed, hoped for this? She couldn't remember. Although she thought that she had already given up on him, halfway through. But now, she's just realised that she was just lying to herself.
Sasuke nibbled her lower lip, begging for entrance, which Sakura blissfully granted. Her back was now against the hard kitchen wall with Sasuke supporting her by the waist.
"MY EYES! SOMEBODY GOUGE THEM OUT! AHHHH!"
The two stopped their make-out session immediately as they stared at Naruto by the doorway.
Well, Sakura stared while Sasuke glared, annoyed by the fact that they had stop their little exploration of each other's mouth.
"Dobe. Get. Out. Now." Sasuke hissed.
Naruto stopped screaming and looked at the red Sakura, who was still clung onto Sasuke, and a furious Sasuke. He gulped and ran out the door, screaming.
"Glad that's out of the way. Now, where were we?"
"Stop, Sasuke. Are you sure about this? I thought you didn't like me in...this...way."
Sasuke blinked. Once. Twice.
"Sure, I do. Isn't this proof enough?"
"But you just suddenly did it and I didn't know--mph!"
Once again, Sasuke shut Sakura up by the most effective, not to mention satistfying, way he had ever found out.
He broke away after a few seconds and murmured to her ear.
"Let's just say, it's all my hormones' and thoughts' fault."
Sakura smirked and resumed what they were doing.
She loved tomatoes.
Authors Note: Heh. This is my first published story. I know, for a fact, that this is not my best attempt. My exams are coming soon and I just really, really, wanted to publish a story here. I haven't found a story with fruits as sources of kissing so i'm trying it out for my favorite pairings. If you find a similar story as to mine, please believe me when i say that I didn't know about it. I find a pervertic Sasuke very hilarious, by the way. Yes, I can be pervertic sometimes. All thanks to my beloved class. Anyway, I hope you like this story. Please read & review. (:
- freakkk. :D