This is a new story of mine that I made for the winter season. Be warned that is a Sakura basher (if I had my way she wouldn't exist) and a mature rated SasuNaru fic. I ask that if either of these topics offend you, that you please leave this story alone and go read something more to your tastes. Some people enjoy these things and it would be most appreciated if no one would flag, flame, hate, or any other form of negative feedback so that others may still enjoy.

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing but the plot. All rights and ownership belong to Masashi Kishimoto.

Dark, quiet, mysterious, handsome, talented and broody is what I am. A morning person, I was not. My name is Sasuke Uchiha and I am the last known member of the Uchiha clan; if you don't include my brother that is. My psychotic older brother had made sure of that for reasons I don't fully comprehend why. I am sixteen years old and have lived alone since I was seven, yet I don't care since it's easier this way. Back to the main story, I slammed my alarm clock into the wall so hard that it left quite a hole. Oh well, I'll just get the dry wall later. I rise out of bed and look into the mirror I had set up on the wall opposed to my bed and see the just-hit-by-a-hurricane-and-still-flying-at-two-hundred-miles-per-hour hairstyle I had on my head. I shed my blankets and clothes, made the lethargic trek to my bathroom and hopped into the shower to wash away the dirt and grime from yesterday. I finish quickly and wrap my towel around my waist and walk back into my bedroom to choose my shirt and pants.

For the first time that morning, I realize that it is cold. At least it was a lot colder than I was unfortunately used to in the mornings. I loathed subzero temperatures as much as I disliked mornings; and the combination of the two was just enough to fuck with my whole day. I look outside my window as I pull my long-sleeve black and red vest/shirt over my head to discover a thick blanket of snow on the ground. Perfect, I need to find my winter boots and socks. That also meant I had to raid my closet for my trench coat and scarf in order to keep myself from freezing to death. And if memory serves me correctly, my team has a mission today. That means Kakashi, Sakura, Naruto and I will be cramped into one giant tent to preserve body heat and I will then be smothered to death by the pink-haired banshee I was forced to call my team mate. Fuck my life, I hate winter! I would rather freeze to death than be smothered!

However, I know it would be a completely different story if my blonde-haired team mate were to smother me. God I have it bad for him…I have since we were seven. Too bad he only sees me as a rival and possible best friend. It would be eleven years and counting that I've had this infatuation with him, since we are both eighteen now. It was just last year that the angel brought me back from Orochimaru's and I still haven't killed my brother…oh well. Naruto is more than worth abandoning my long-term dream and he always has been. It just took me leaving his side for the better part of four years to realize the grave mistake I had made. Pushing aside my 'dark thoughts' as Kakashi liked to call them, I walked down my stairs to my kitchen to try and muddle up something for my growling stomach to eat. I knew that I had to have some fresh tomatoes in the refrigerator and I was now in need of a good pick-me-up since I awoke to such horrible weather conditions.

As I step on the tiles of my kitchen floor, I hear a knocking at my front door. Briefly, I wonder who it would be, seeing as they would have had to walk a fair distance to get to my house. I quickly walk to the door as the knocking persists and I yell for them to wait. Upon opening the door, one of my worst nightmares of every day is standing there. Sakura was standing underneath my front porch cover with a, what she may have though, charming 'come get me' smile on her poorly-done make-up caked face as her Pepto Bismal pink hair was covered in snow; giving her head the appearance of melted strawberry ice cream with fresh Cool Whip on it. She looks far from winter prepared as she is wearing thigh-high red and white stockings with a short red fleece skirt accented with white fluff. When I looked at her torso, I could have thrown up, had I eaten anything. Split down the middle, almost at her non-existent cleavage, was a see-through mesh-like thing that could only be described as horrendous…and I think blinding now that I won't be able to see for the next couple of months.

"Hi Sasuke-kun, are you ready for our mission yet? I came all the way here to get you," she tried to purr at me. What did she think she was trying to do; seduce me?! Nothing she does will work on me in this lifetime.

"I see that you aren't in a hurry, Sasuke-kun. So why don't we do something to keep warm and pass the time? Your Christmas present has come early and she wants you to open her."

"You're so fucking pathetic, Haruno"

"No I'm not; I just want you to stick your big, thick 'candy cane' into my waiting fireplace"

"No." After that was said, I slammed the door quite literally – seeing as she was leaning into me – in her face. After what she had just said, I had to let my stomach settle for a while before I would even consider touching my food. I began to walk back to my kitchen to prepare my breakfast and the knocking on my poor door continued. However, this time I just ignored it.

"Sasuke-kun! Please, let me in, it's freezing out here!"

"Your own damn fault." I yelled through my house. I finish my food quickly, though with the mental images the whore had put into my head it was quite a challenge, and go back to my bedroom to get my coat and boots. I pull them both on slowly, just to make the pink menace freeze for just a few more minutes if I was lucky. After I completed both tasks and found my scarf, I opened the door to reveal a shivering and nearly blue Sakura and she automatically launched herself onto my arm seeking warmth.

"Oh thank you, Sasuke-kun! Help me get warm, please!"

"Get off of me."

I had managed to get her off of my arm and I teleported to the bridge where Kakashi was already waiting. Sakura also managed to teleport in her freezing condition and she just continued to shiver and stare at the man. I guess this caught both of us off guard. Sakura, I am guessing, because Kakashi is already here, and me because Naruto was not.

"Good morning! I see you're finally up and out of bed, Sasuke! But Sakura, what happened to you? Why don't you go home and change, you look like an ice cube and we don't need everybody that sees you to go blind. Why do you even have that outfit, you're too late for Halloween even though it would have been great for you! Though I'm not so sure how the Hokage would feel about you wearing that in public."

"I will go home and change then, sir. AND IT'S NOT A COSTUME, IT'S TO MAKE SASUKE-KUN THINK I'M SEXY!" She disappeared and Kakashi and I were left alone.

"Where is the dobe? You're not here before all of us on any occasion."

"Naruto is at the Hokage tower speaking with Lady Tsunade. He was summoned just as he arrived, therefore I sent Sakura to get you and that was already an hour ago. Our mission was postponed because the client couldn't make it here."

"So we have a day off?"

"Yep!"

"Does the pink banshee know?"

"Nope; not a clue!"

"What was the dobe summoned for?"

"No idea. An ANBU came and told him that Lady Tsunade needed to see him."

"Hn."

"You're going to look for him, aren't you?"

"Hn." That was when I took my leave toward the Hokage tower. About ten minutes later, I had arrived and heat welcomed me as I opened the door. I basked in it for a few seconds and then proceeded to make my trek up the stairs. I asked the ANBU in charge of the door if Naruto was still inside with the Hokage to which he responded yes.

"When will he be out?"

"A few more minutes I would say. If you would like to wait, please be seated here." He gestured to a bench in front of the windows and I said a 'thank you'. No less than five minutes later, Naruto walked out with that giant smile on his face that made me melt inside.

"Hey teme! What are you doing here?"

"Looking for you. Want to spar? I'm bored."

"Do I get food later?"

"Sure."

"Alright! Let me go home and grab my stuff and we'll be on our way!"