GREETINGS EVERYONE!!

This is not the sequel, I repeat; this is not the sequel.

I've been everywhere from my bedroom to my backyard; and I was thinking, why don't I make little one-shots and stuff. So I typed this little piece which took nearly an hour with all the editing and hacking away the crap.

I guess this is an extra for Of All The Rotten Luck. I'll dedicate this piece to three (of the many) faithful reviewers.

Heartless Ghost

Ur2tRoUbLeSoMe90

CrAzY-SiLLy-Me

I'm planning to write a bit more extras so don't feel left out if I didn't include you in here!

Let me explain the layout of Sasuke's crappy home. Do you guys know what a studio is? Its like a one bedroom house kinda thing. Um your bedroom, kitchen, dining room, living room and all that stuff is in ONE room. Can't explain it well but I'll just tell you what Sasuke's studio looks like. Its an average sized room and like 1/3-1/4 of it is the kitchen; and next to the kitchen is the bathroom...door. The bathroom is in a separate room; and I guess there is a closet and stuff. So basically his whole apartment is a rectangle, with i guess a square attached to it for the bathroom. I'm just basing it off my cousin's house so you can go visit him if you are still confused.

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"What the heck?" Sakura exclaimed as she shut the door. Someone had hung up a big, ugly curtain across the middle of the room.

The bathroom door creaked opened and Sasuke walked out with only a towel around his waist. Their eyes briefly met before he headed to the other side of the curtain. "I guess you need your privacy and everything so I divided the room. I just got to finish moving some stuff around and put some blankets for the other side." He came back into her view dressed casually, "Did you get that?"

"Yeah, I'll be going to my side now." she replied while heading to the side he just came out of. "Wait a second! The side with the bed is my side!" he said as she flopped down onto the bed.

"WHAAT? WHYYY? Women have a delicate frame! We need the cushioning!"

"Yes women, I don't think you fall into the same category." he replied nonchalantly, running his fingers through his damp locks.

"Shut up!" she cried while slamming her heels angrily into the bed. "You're just doing this to get back at me for kicking you off the bed this morning!"

His left brow arched, "Off the bed?? You kicked me across the room! And it wasn't just this morning! It's every morning! And I have plenty of bruises to prove it!"

She jumped up from the bed, "You're such a pussy!! Take my kicks like a man!"

"This is my house so I get to pick which side I want!"

"Bastard!"

"Your point being??"

"I want the bed!" she shrieked.

"No."

"I WANT IT I WANT IT I WANT IT!!!" she screamed jumping up and down.

"Shut up! You're acting like a fucken spoiled kid!!!"

"IWANTITIWANTITIWANTIT!!" she stopped her tantrum and looked deeply into his obsidian orbs, "Yes, fuck; that's it!" she exclaimed, pounding a fist into her hand. She gave him a haughty look; "You can't have sex with me until you give me that bed!"

Sasuke hesitated.

Sakura smirked.

He opened his mouth to respond...

"NO YOU STUPID, STUPID BOY!! STOP RIGHT THERE! THAT'S RIGHT KEEP YOUR MOUTH OPEN LIKE A FISH!!"

"Damn, you're back."

"Now, now you baka; I'm just here to warn you about the dangers of being sex-deprived."

"What dangers? Sex-deprived?"

"Aw, you innocent babe. Sex-deprivation is when little stupid boys like you neglect sex for some time. Do you want to know what happens when you are sex-deprived?"

"I don't really give a fuck."

"Tsk tsk, you see Sasuke; you should give a lot of fuck because if you neglect sex for period of time...well, um...your...balls shrivel up."

"What??!"

"Yeah! They shrivel up like raisins!! Then they'll drop off without you even noticing! Just imagine your dried balls dropping from your boxers and pants and Naruto is there to witness it. So just fuck Sakura lots! M-kay?"

"No, you're obviously lying."

"No, no!! How could you think that I would lie to you!! I bet your balls are shriveling up right now because Sakura had her period-thinga-ma-jig and you didn't get sumtin-sumtin for a while now."

"I just took a shower, and last time I checked; my balls were fine."

"Even for your mighty balls of fire, I don't think it'll withstand the test of time."

"...Sakura's not there for just, pleasures..."

"Oh don't start that crap with me, of course she's there for pleasure! What else could she be? A pretty wallpaper?! Of course she would make a foinneee wallpaper if she was wet and naked..."

"Shut up! You're annoying!!"

"W--!!"

"So, what's it going to be? Sa-su-ke-kun?" she asked batting her lashes slowly interrupting his inner arguement.

"I'm going to keep the bed." he replied defiantly.

She pouted and hopped off the bed, landing in front of him; her beryl-green orbs glowed as she wrapped her thin arms around his neck. Standing on her tiptoes, she let her lips graze the crook of his neck as she spoke; "Let's just see how long you last." His gaze locked with hers and he hoped that she did not see him shiver with delight.

4 Days later...

Squeak Squeak Squeak

Sasuke unconsciously moved the red dry-erase marker over the latest slash on his calendar. "Four days...four long, hot days. Four boring summer days..."

Squeak Squeak Squeak

He rested somewhat comfortably on the bed with one arm cushioning his head and one knee bent to balance the calendar on. Repetitive "squeaks" filled the room as he thought deeply about his "situation". He didn't even notice how his eyes watered as the sharp smell of the marker stung his dark irises.

Squeak Squeak Squeak

The red slash had now doubled in length. "Was sex the only thing that I wanted from her?"

Squeak Squeak Squ--

"Iie."

Maybe because he was used to having things his way, being restricted from it only made him want it more. "Tch, I'm the male here; the dominant force, everything should go my way."

Sadly, she would prove him wrong.

He found himself day-dreaming about her at work. Not even noticing that Naruto had put salt in his coffee when he drank from it. The past four days were quite boring since Sakura barely talked to him. He secretly missed her hyper-ness. Rapid footfalls from outside his door alerted him that it was Sakura and he quickly shoved his calendar and marker back into his dresser.

"Act naturally as if..."

"...as if you didn't have wild sex fantasies with her."

"Yeah, as if I didn't...wait, what!"

The door opened slowly, he grabbed a pile of mission files that were lying on top of his dresser and wiped the moisture away from his eyes. His heart pounded loudly against his chest as her muffled footsteps drew closer. "Breathe! Breathe! Breathe! It's just a roommate. Just a person. Don't panic." He still found himself panicking for reasons unknown even to him.

Fwish!

The curtain was pushed away in a flourish and there stood the woman of his desire. Surprisingly, she gave him a warm smile; "How you doing?"

"Fine." he replied, his gaze returning to his papers.

"Wellll, I was wondering if you think it's okay if I cut my hair."

His eyebrows furrowed, "What the hell? This has to be a trick, just keep your cool." He looked up, "I don't care."

"Like, would I look sexier if I cut it short?" she asked slowly.

"I don't care."

She grinned, "So I guess I'll look fine either way. Well, I'm off again..." He watched her disappear through the flap of the curtain, "What the hell was that?"

-------Next Day...at night...so...Next Night?

He threw himself on the bed, exhausted from the day's work. Arresting psychotic drug-addicts were the worst. He lay sprawled on the bed with only his boxers because he was too lazy to dress fully after his shower. He tensed when he heard the door opened but quickly brushed it off with a yawn. He shut his eyes awaiting his sleep, well aware of the immense amount of shuffling coming from the other side of the curtain. He placed his hands under his head when the shuffling died.

"Sasuke-kun?" a cheery voice called. He opened his eyes and rested his back against the headboard; "Sakura? Why is she wearing a..." his dark orbs widened,

"...bunny...suit?!"

She giggled flirtatiously at his reaction; you just gotta love Hinata's sewing skills. Sakura and Hinata had spent the whole day on her sexy bunny costume. With soft, pink fabric they made a very short, skin-tight dress. It was strapless and the back was partly exposed by a carefully cut out Playboy Bunny symbol. Her hair was now cut and curled nicely around her chin. A pair of bunny ears nestled in her tousled locks.

She wore pink fishnet stockings that went from her ankles to her knees on her left leg; while the other had a black fishnet stockings that went from the top of her knees and up. Pink, white and black bangles on her wrist, tinkled as she swung a chain with her gloved hands. His eyes slowly trailed after the chain and saw that was attached to a black choker on her neck. His face flushed greatly as dirty images flashed before his eyes. He met her eyes, captivated by her innocently curious eyes; he felt a familiar lurch in his lower regions.

She stopped twirling the chain, "So, Sasuke-kun; what do you think?" she asked in a low tone, twirling around slowly. He hungrily gazed at her, his eyes glued to the cotton tail that bounced sexily when she moved. He continued admiring her from head to toe, aching to touch her. Sakura winked and hopped on top of him and he immediately tensed. He gulped and also saw that her ankles were shackled, "Get...get off me." he managed to choke out; averting his gaze.

She tutted and pushed him down, "But I need something really, really badly." she purred. He mustered all his strength to maintain his cool demeanor, but his self-control seem to weaken every passing second. She stroke his face softly, the silky fabric relaxed him a little. She straddled him and leaned close to his face, gazing innocently at his handsome features. "Sasuke-kun," she whispered against the shell of his ear; "Do you know what bunnies like?" she asked pressing her breasts on his naked chest while her spiked choker pressed into his neck.

"Getting it from the behind." Sasuke's inner suggested.

"Shut up!"

Her finger trailed down his bare chest at a steady pace, "They like carrots." she answered. Sasuke almost moaned outloud when her thigh brushed against his throbbing member. "Guess what kind of carrots I like."

"One's that can fuck you real hard and make you scr--"

"Shut up!!!" He found himself panting slightly, desperate for more of the tiniest brushes against his manhood. She peeled her gloves off, "I like big carrots that are long and hard." He let out a loud groan when she brazenly grasped his penis. "Like this one." she said huskily into his ear. Sasuke reacted by roughly pushing her under him, he smirked when he saw her eyes widen with surprise. "You can have it." he whispered into her ear.

He clamped his mouth around hers and immediately forced his tongue into her mouth. He blissfully explored the wet cavern of her mouth, refreshing his memory of what she tasted like. He rubbed his groin against her crotch, relieving some of the pressure; his hand kneaded her left breast. Sakura tried to push him away, thrashing her shackled legs; the raven-haired man pulled away reluctantly, surprised.

His desire grew stronger as he watch her catch her breath; "Sa-suke-kun...you're not getting anything...until...you give me the bed." she panted; the lust in each other's eyes clearly evident. "You can have the bed after you have your "carrot"." he replied before attacking her lips again. A few minutes later, he had Sakura lying beneath him no longer shackled or dressed in her skimpy outfit.

He caressed her right nipple with his tongue while cupping her sex with his calloused hand. She gasped and moaned at his sensual ministrations, "Ah, oh god! Sasuke!" she moaned, well aware of the amout of moisture that was gathering between in legs. He pulled one leg away before slipping a finger into her slick folds, "Faster!" she cried. He ignored her and continued to pump his fingers slowly, he brought his face close to hers and intensely gazed into her eyes; making her cum even more, "You aren't the only person who likes to tease."

He nibbled her lips, "Do you want me to go faster?"

"Yes!"

"Do you want me to go faster?" he asked again, smirking at her desperate look.

"YES!!"

"Do you--"

"YES! GO FASTER!!"

"Tell me how much you want it."

"It's the only thing...I want right now." she choked out, repressing her moans.

He picked up his pace, satisfied with her answer; and added a second finger, making her writhe with pleasure. She threw her head back as he started to swirl his fingers inside her. She let out a long sexy moan as she reached her climax, his fingers now dripping with the clear liquid. He positioned himself above her and gave a deep thrust, welcoming the warm, tight pleasure. He pulled out before thrusting back eagerly.

Her nails dug deep into his arms as she bucked her hips to meet him. The musky scent of sex hung heavily in the air, and his heartbeat pounded in his ears. The angel beneath him lay sweating and flushed; she was his very addiction and obsession. He made his thrusts uneven, going fast then slow; enjoying the look of anger and pleasure on her face. They came at the same time crying out the name of one another. Both panting, they lied cramped next to each other.

The adrenaline in Sakura's body slowed down and the area between her legs started to ached. Slightly pissed from knowing how much harder it was going to be for her to run; she kicked poor Sasuke off what is now her bed.

"What the...? ARghh!"

"That's right Mr. Pirate, get off my bed! And next time! Don't do it so hard!"

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It was fun writing the little seductive part and then I got stumped over the lemon.

So if it sucks, you can have my little baby niece that was recently born. Looks like ET anyway.

Review I will be waiting!

P.S. I don't think I'll be writing Promsicuous anymore because KineticFairy (Omgsh I am in love with her writing) happen to beat me to it, the plot. So weird because her other fic's plot was one I was also going to plan on writing. Well, I've learned my lesson; don't put off things till the last minute or else someone with so much better writing skills than you will beat you to it.

Long lesson

But it works for me.

Ciao babes!