A short MadaSaku oneshot I came up with while trying to get out of writers block for my SUPER ONE-SHOT!
Which will be coming out by august. Here we go.
"MADARA!" An irritated Sakura yelled for her boyfriend as she stood on the white rug in her entrée way.
"Yes, my love?" The man she was yelling for appeared at the bottom of the stairs, dressed in nothing but his favorite black jeans and a silver belt. He was shirtless, leaving his well built chest and very noticeable six pack for Sakura's eyes.
"WHERE IS MY BRA?" The frustrated pinkette asked in a yell. She was mad that the man was wearing no shirt as he walked around in their house, that meant that the FEMALE neighbors would be able to see him. If it wasn't bad enough that Sakura had to put up with them just being seen with the black haired man.
"Why are you looking at me?" Madara asked, his voice sounding pure innocent.
"YOU TOOK IT, THAT'S WHY!" Sakura yelled, getting more irritated by the second.
"How do you know I took it?" Madara asked as he crossed his arms in front of his not-too-pale chest.
"…Because… you're you." The pinkette sighed, dropping her backpack onto the ground. She had just finished her senior year of collage, and was kind of pissed she had to come home and find her favorite red lace bra that she needed for the party tonight, MISSING. Uchiha Madara had gotten out of collage seven years ago, and was six and a half years older than her. It was a pain for him, loving someone so much younger than him.
"That's not very good evidence, love." His voice remained innocent, even though the tiniest bit of mischief was showing.
"Well, if you didn't take it then who did?" Sakura asked, not believing him one bit.
"I never said I didn't take it." Madara grinned like the Cheshire cat.
"GIVE IT BACK!" And so the pinkette was back to yelling.
"But Sakura, love, I need it." The black haired mans tone made it sound like it was obvious.
"For what!" Sakura shouted, her viridian eyes narrowing.
"To lure you." Madara answered, walking down the last step of the metal stairs he was on and towards the love of his life.
"To… what?" The pinkette asked, confused.
"Never mind, love. It's in my room. You'll find it there." Madara said as he motioned to the steps, telling her to go upstairs to his room. He wanted them to share a room, but Sakura said it would be better if they didn't.
"UGH!" Sakura shouted in exasperation, throwing her hands up and going up the stairs.
Madara fallowed the love of his life into his room, a smirk on his face as he stuffed his hands into his black jeans.
The pinkette, fully annoyed, walked into her boyfriends room to see nothing but his bed, dresser, desk, and a few of his shirts and boxers on the floor, her red lace bra on the bed.
"Why, Madara, would you need to lure me?" Sakura asked.
"So I can do-" His smirk turned into a grin as he took his hands out of his pockets "THIS!" He growled playfully, tackling the emerald eyed girl onto his bed, being careful so her head didn't hit either of the two walls it was up against.
"MADARA! GET OFF ME!" Sakura yelled, trying to get the 27 year old Uchiha off her. He had her pinned down, one of his hands holding both of hers as the other tilted her head up to face him.
"Not a chance." He grinned even wider, before pressing his lips to hers in a slow, passionate kiss. He bit her bottom lip and she opened her mouth, allowing his tongue to travel her wet cavern, enjoying every detail.
They pulled apart later for air and Sakura was left breathless. Madara grinned once more.
"Shall I get the whipcream?"
"…Hell yeah."