::.my random NaruSaku fic that I came up with in band one day. Yep. There's nothing more to it than this, so. Hope ya like it.::
UPDATE::I really didn't mean to delete this story, it was a complete accident, but I would like to announce that I am going to continue. We'll consider this the prologue, okay?
.::Awakening::.
..:Prologue:..
"Why did you come here, Sakura-chan?"
She remained silent, eyes averted downward at her feet as she cast around her brain for an answer. After some time, she realized there was no explanation, except for these bizarre emotions stirring inside her heart lately. Before, there was only Sasuke, and that was enough. Yet ever since Naruto's return from his training, something had changed.
"I don't know."
Stepping aside, he allowed her entrance into his small home, the cold and darkness seeping into her skin as soon as the soft click of the door sounded behind her. A shiver wracked her body, ominous and dense with anticipation. But she wasn't anticipating anything. She didn't even know why she was here.
Stepping around her, Naruto aimed for a small candle across the room, intent on lighting it to install some light and warmth in the room. However, Sakura grabbed his wrist before he could reach it, halting him where he stood.
"Don't."
"Sakura-chan…"
When his voice met her ears, her hand retreated as if burned, her emerald eyes wide and her heart pounding against its prison.
He asked a second time, "Why did you come here?"
"There's something…bothering me. Lately, it's like you…I…I can't stop…" Unable to finish, she allowed her voice to trail off into silence, clenching her slender fingers into tense fists as she struggled to find the words. "I think about you a lot, Naruto."
"I…think about you, too, Sakura-chan. I'm sure Sasuke--"
"Hush! Don't bring him up, please! I can't stand the thought…I felt so alone, Naruto. Utterly and completely alone. It was like my heart had been mutilated…But then, when you came back, something happened." Swallowing deep, calming breaths, Sakura cut off her flow of words when she knew she was just dancing around the subject, never hitting it head on like she wanted.
His brilliant blue eyes gazed into hers with a quiet questioning, yet at the same time an understanding, that terrified her. Did he know? Didn't she want him to know?
"Sakura-chan, what are you--"
"When you came back," she interrupted, as if he had never spoken, "I felt whole again. I felt like everything that had been missing was suddenly returned to me. Naruto, I…You consume my thoughts. My heart…is beating furiously right now. What does it mean? What…?" Glancing downward, unable to meet his eyes, she willed the tears not to flow, squeezed her eyelids shut to prevent them from coming.
Yet when she convinced herself to look back into his sky blue eyes, her efforts failed as he murmured something close to her ear.
Before her brain registered his words, she felt her body hit the wall, and soon enough a pair of lips covered her own, chapped and sweet and Naruto, oh Kami-sama, this is Naruto.
And bit by bit, as her desperate hands clutched at whatever stable piece of him she could reach, the words sank in.
That's exactly the way…
Insistent hands grasped her waist, slid beneath her shirt and gripped her hips, pulled her closer to him than she ever thought possible as his mouth moved over hers. And she returned his passion tenfold, closed her eyes and let go of her conscious self. Inner Sakura was history as his fingertips massaged circles into her sides, rising higher with building anticipation and a tingling sensation as he focused his chakra on her skin.
I've always felt about you
Pushing off the wall to feel his warmth against her, she struggled to smother a low moan in her throat as the wonderful feel of his red chakra gliding over her bare skin penetrated her defenses. His hands rose higher, and she would've smacked them away for treading in places they shouldn't go, if she weren't so inebriated by the taste of him as she parted her lips.
Sakura-chan.
It wasn't until she felt his aroused body against hers, sensed that their actions were awakening the kyuubi sealed within him, glimpsed the surrounding layer of thick red chakra, that her heart sank at the sound of a gentle knock.
In great reluctance, Naruto broke their heated battle of tongues, prying himself from her grasp and struggling to let her go as well. Another, more impatient knock echoed the first, and he sent her a quick glance before he pulled the door open.
Don't move.
Beyond the thick wood, she heard their sensei's troubled voice.
"Gather your things. We leave in five minutes."
From what Sakura could tell, his voice was strained, panicked, and Naruto's eyes regarded him with concern.
"What is it, Kakashi-sensei?"
"It's Sasuke."