Sandal
She was in a hurry, and it wasn't hard to tell. Her short pink hair was shoved back into a messy stub at the base of her head, where her hairline
meets the spine. Wisps of hair that had strayed from the rest, clung damply to her perspiring face. Was it a scalding 95 degrees that day, not
including the humidity or sun? Yes. Did she have over 13 medical reports to review, correct and turn in before 3 am the next morning? Unfortunately. Did
she still have 4 after hour shifts to pull off at the Hospital? Hell yeah. Did she realize one of her sandals was left in a muddy pile 5 blocks away?
Nope.
Sakura stopped at the entrance of the hospital; she looked up from a report to see all the other medics looking at her.
"Is something wrong? I'm kinda' in a hurry." She asks.
"Sakura-chan, your foot's bloody, where's your other sandal?"
"The hospital floor isn't the cleanest for open wounds" worries another.
Sakura looks downward, she drops the clipboard in surprise. Stepping back to see a bloody footprint where her foot had been. Whipping around she
was mortified to see tracks all the way down the hall.
Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit! she thinks to herself.
"I'm sorry! I'll clean it up right away!"
An older medic holds up his hand yielding her, " No, you're our best medic in training, we need you to be at full strength so you can continue
helping people. Your skills are very much appreciated, so allow someone else to do so, right now you need your foot taken care of."
Sakura opens her mouth to object, several other medical assistants usher her down the hall to a vacant examination room, before she could utter a
single word.
Sakura vaguely focused on what the older woman were doing. Her mind was swarming with things she needed to do, but her biggest concern, was where
exactly her sandal had ended up. Having finally been released with a bandaged foot, and a replacement patient's slipper; Sakura painfully walked down
the streets of Kohano retracing
her steps.
HE HAD JUST COME FROM TRAINING, it wasn't hard to tell. His bangs stuck to his forehead from sweat. It was bad enough it was a grueling 95 degree's
out, but having such heat at 6 o'clock at night, that was over kill.
Over the course of his life, Sasuke had become accustomed to ignoring flirtatious glances from all the 'fan-girl's he had acquired. Did they annoy him?
Yes. Did he want them all to get laryngitis, and move to another village? Oh Yeah. Would he rather have his pink haired medical teammate be his only
fan? Damn Straight. Did he realize, she had fans of her own?
Nope.
Sasuke had been casually walking down the street when he saw his pink haired teammate walk by faster than anyone he'd seen. Blinking he stopped
before a puddle to watch her pink, red and black blob disappear around a corner. Shaking his head and dismissing his momentary confusion, Sasuke
intended to step over the puddle only to stop himself. He saw her sandal left unattended in the puddle.
Crouching down he pinched the ankle guard and held it up so it was even with his face. Watching several droplets of water fall from the heel and splash
in the puddle, caused a smile to form on his lips. That idiot. . .
"Sasuke-teme? Is that you?" prodded Naruto, his rival-best friend-idiotic-Ramen loving-dumbass –teammate. Sasuke stood up slowly, his back cracking
softly,
"No shit, Dobe. How many people do you know with the Uchiha logo on their back?"
Naruto's temporary grin was replaced with a deep scowl. He opened his mouth to say something, only to immediately close it at Sasuke's ferocious
glare.
"Don't say it." he growled.
"I wasn't going to—" Naruto retorted, letting his gaze meander to the sopping wet sandal in his best friend-rival-Heartthrob-coldass-tomato loving-
genius's hand.
" Teme, whataya' doing with Sakura-chan's shoe?"
Sasuke elevated his dark eyebrows in surprise, " How did you know?"
Naruto pointed at an 'S' sewn with a light blue thread on the heel. Sasuke looked where Naruto's finger was pointing.
"After Kiba played a prank on her and the other girls while you were gone, Sakura decided to sew the S's on her shoes."
Naruto grinned then, "When she beat him up, though, that was pretty damn hilarious."
" I see." Was all Sasuke said.
"What are you doing with it though?"
"What do you think dumbass? I found it."
Naruto glared, "Wh-why you!" he started to tremble with anger.
" Don't you have to spar youth-maniac Jr. ?" Sasuke inquired impatiently. Naruto stopped spouting threats,
"You're right! Thanks Teme! I completely forgot!"
"That doesn't surprise me." Sasuke muttered under his breath, Naruto not having heard him, hurried down the street.
Sasuke was about to turn and leave when he spotted pink. Sakura was looking around for her sandal, he smirked slightly.
"Sasuke-kun? Omigawd! I'm so glad I found you! Have you seen my sandal? I've lost it. . .—"
Sakura stopped rambling when she saw the sandal.
"You found it! Thanks so much!" she reached for it; he moved it out of her grasp,
"Sakura," he begun. "You're too stressed." Sakura raised her eyebrows in suspicion, at the god resembling eighteen year old before her.
" What do you mean by that?"
" What do you think?" he asked.
Sakura crossed her arms tapping her bandaged foot against the ground impatiently, " Sasuke, I have a shit-load of stuff to do. Can you just give me my
sandal back?"
Sakura watched his eyes move over her, Keep your cool, Sakura. You have way too much to do, and getting in bed with him is not something on your
To-Do list. Damn it! Pull it together!
Sasuke grabbed her hand, "Only if you give me something else in exchange."
Sakura felt him begun to lead her in the opposite direction, " Where are you taking me, what something else?" she asked crossly.
Sakura didn't have to ask though, she knew without a doubt where they were going, her already beating heart quickened when they reached her house.
Sasuke let himself in, she followed him reluctantly.
"It's a bad idea to not lock your house, Sakura." He stated nonchalantly, giving her a crooked grin,
"Did you drag me all the way here, just to tell me that?"
This is such a bad idea! God Dammit Sakura Leave before things get out of hand! You have stuff to do! She thought hastily.
Sasuke shut her door, "Not really." He let his voice trail off.
"Then WHY are we at my house?"
" Why do you think?" he teased, his dark orbs shimmering with lust. Sakura gulped, trying her best to pull herself together; she firmly folded her arms
over her chest,
" I have work to do. So whatever thing you had in mind, it'll have to wait."
Sasuke dropped her sandal on the matt by the door, he backed her against the wall, until she was cornered.
"Sakura, you're snapping at me now? I told you, you were too stressed."
" I am not stressed, AND I'm not 'snapping' at you." She argued as he stepped against her, causing her forearms to touch his well toned chest.
" I found your sandal, I could've just left it in the puddle. Now, how are you going to thank me?" his voice was thick. Sasuke placed his palms against
the wall, each hand on either side of her.
Sakura swallowed sharply, starting to lose her cool, " Sasuke. . . .don't do this. . . please." She begged.
" Do what Sa-ku-ra?"
Her eyes moved to her left, watching his hand slid closer yet, until he wrapped a loose strand of her hair around his fingers. She suddenly felt his thigh
force itself between her legs, his other hand found her hip. Sakura's eyes migrated towards him; his own eyes were dark and steamy and she could see
the passion burning deep within them; feeling it seep into her pores. It caused her to shiver.
Swallowing hard again, Sakura tried to think back to all the reports she had to do, it made her groan. Trying to stop her extremely receptive body from
giving in, she narrowed her eyes up at him, with all the energy she could muster.
" Sasuke." she warned; he only chuckled. Using both hands to unfold her arms he pinned her wrists above her head,
"You. Need to shut up and just admit you want this as much as I do." He said giving her a bruising kiss.
He wanted THIS? She asked herself silently. Out of any of the eligible, rich, beautiful girls in Kohano, he wanted her? It pleased her greatly, but she
was shocked. Her already racing mind started to spin with confusion and need. Her eyes fluttered with disbelief.
"Why me?" she managed to gasp out before he sealed his lips over hers once more.
"Because. . ." his voice garbled in response as he sucked on her lower lip; trying his best to keep his emotions in check.
" B-Because what?"
He looked at her for a moment, pondering what she had asked him,
"'Cause you drive me crazy, that's why." He stated moving his solid tongue into her mouth.
Minutes passed by until both broke apart gasping for air; he didn't falter, instead he begun to kiss the flesh below her jaw line making her head tilt
back. Sakura's mind had turned into mush, and like she had dreaded her body had become completely submissive to the need and desire that churned
deep inside her.
"You're Gorgeous. Sexy. Mesmerizing. Beautiful. Editable. And you're mine." He enticed with assurance and moderate possessiveness as he bit down on
her shoulder, holding the fabric of her top aside. Her arms rested limp on his shoulders, as his tongue eased away the brief sting of pain. She felt
warmth spread throughout her body as passion began to ignite inside her body like wildfire.
She dipped her head to capture his lips with hers, pressing her body tighter against his. Sakura could feel him smirk against her lips as his arms fell
from her shoulders and hooked around her waist, holding her strongly against him.
"Finely gave in did you?" his voice was barely audible in her ears, and it took her a while to register just what he had said. She only moaned, urging him
to continue. Sasuke slanted his lips over hers, helping her boost herself up so she could wrap her legs around his waist.
Each kiss was breathtaking and full of lust, making them get completely lost in the sensation. Which was what eventually lead to steaming,
passionate, hot, love filling her house that night and well into the early hours of the morning.
SAKURA WAS FORCED FROM COMFORTABLE slumber, when her phone on her bedside table, began to ring loudly. Groaning she rubbed her eyes, as
she leaned across her bed to grab it. She felt a firm object against her abbs. Even at that hour she knew exactly what it was, his arm. Grabbing her
phone she pushed the answer button,
"Hello?" she asked groggily,
"Sakura? It's Tsunade, did I wake you?"
Sakura propped herself up on her elbow,
"Kinda' my lady. What can I do for you, Shishou?"
"I just wanted to let you know, I'm giving you an extra day on the reports, I understand how much stress you were under, and we'll talk about you
skipping hospital duty yesterday, when you come in later today."
Sakura mentally cursed herself, remembering the steamily satisfying hours before, that had caused her to miss her duties.
"Hai. I'm sorry, I forgot."
"It's alright, we'll talk about it when you come in. Get some sleep, Sakura."
"Hai. Good night, Shishou."
" Good night, Sakura."
Sakura hung up the phone and returned it to the holder. Crawling back under the warmth of the sheets, she felt two strong arms pull her against a
smooth chest and wrap themselves securely around her.
" Don't talk so loud. . ." Sasuke grumbled, burring his face in her hair. Sakura couldn't help but smile, she snuggled into him and said, " 'Kay, Sorry
Sasuke-kun"
He only grunted in response, allowing her to return to sleep that night more content then she ever had been.
SAKURA HURRIED ALONG a busy street, not realizing she had left her sandal behind, again.
"Sakura!"
The voice was all too familiar, like all the other shoppers in the street; they all turned to see Sasuke. He held up a sandal with a casual grin. Sakura hit
herself in the head and hurried towards him.
" Thanks, Sasuke!" she reached for her sandal, he pulled it out of her reach once again,
" You don't want a repeat of the other day, do you?" he taunted. Sakura felt her whole face flush,
" Don't be so mean, just give me my sandal back, I'm late!"
He smirked, "I don't see what the rush is."
"Sasuke-kun!"