The title is a line from one of my favorite songs of all time (go google it, because it's flawless)

Heads up to all y'all that have read my SasuSaku month fic: these first two chapters as basically the same as the Grounded/Secret prompts, just a little updated. (:

Ever the perfectionist, Sakura Haruno always made sure she was early for every flight she went on, especially the ones that were work-related. So for her flight back to Konoha after having been in Suna for a month-long business trip, she arrived a full hour before the plane would leave.

Thankfully, the airport employees were boarding the plane ahead of schedule, so she didn't have to wait for very long before comfortably moving her way into her first-class seat. (Being an award-winning doctor had its perks) Immediately she fell into her usual routine, stowing away her large carry-on bag and leaving herself with only a purse, a phone, and a sleepy frown. She wasn't used to being this tired recently, but she could at least blame it on the time-zone difference that she hadn't gotten accustomed to over her trip. Konoha was a few hours behind Suna, so if she was back at her apartment (and not about to go on a seven hour flight), she'd be asleep at the moment.

With yet another tired sigh and not a coffee cup in sight, she fell back into her seat, feeling the air conditioning blow down on her cold cheeks.

I'll just sleep for a tiny bit, she decided, eyelids drooping. Whoever ends up sitting next to me will probably end up waking me up anyways.

So she fell asleep quickly, her soft strawberry-blonde hair fluttering ever-so-slightly under the blow of the fan above her.

"Hey."

A man's voice gurgled into Sakura's conscious, though she didn't have the faintest idea who it belonged to. Nevertheless, his voice sounded like rich butter, making her imagine a glistening, shirtless Adonis whispering sweet nothings into her ear.

Her mind was still submerged in this dizzy haze when a sharp flick on her arm woke her up immediately. Pale green eyes fluttered open, and just as she was about to give a strong rant to the person next to her on how to treat a sleeping stranger, her mouth went dry.

Her initial assumption, though really just a fantasy, had been completely correct.

Across from her was a gorgeous man with pale skin, charcoal eyes, slightly tousled black hair, and.…a pissed off scowl that drew her right back to reality.

Her eyes narrowed.

"Were you the one who just-" she started to ask, gesturing at her now-sore arm, before he cut off her question with a rude 'hn.'

"You were starting to talk in your sleep," he said quickly, his voice now monotone. "I didn't want people to think I was having a conversation with you."

After that comment, all hope of her maintaining a polite aura completely vanished. If you were to list off the top reasons why Sakura Haruno intimidated so many of her coworkers, her occasionally-extreme temperament would probably be number one.

"And why exactly do you make that sound like a bad thing?" she hissed, staring into him as if her glare could burn holes into his (perfect) skin.

"Nothing personal," he quipped, not sounding very sorry at all. "I just don't like people very much."

If it weren't for the arrival of another person, Sakura would have probably just sat there with her mouth agape.

"Any more coffee for you sir?" a stewardess smiled (overly) brightly, putting herself on full display for Sakura's seatmate but ignoring the young doctor completely. The woman held out a very tempting looking pot of the brown liquid, the steam coming out from the top ever so slightly.

As the comforting smell wafted over, Sakura inwardly drooled. "I'll have some, please!"

The woman glared as politely as possible. "Fine. Let me go get you a cup."

Sakura took the time to stretch out her arms and back, feeling awfully sore for what she supposed was just a light nap.

"I must have only been asleep for a few minutes if we still haven't left yet," she commented, looking out her window while trying to make small chat with Mr. Sexy Asshole next to her. He frowned.

"You've been asleep for a few hours."

"WHAT?" Sakura gasped, and rather loudly, considering everyone else in the first class cabin gave the pair a weird look. His warm hand instantly covered her mouth, trying to keep her from making any more loud noises.

"Didn't you hear the announcement? We're grounded because of reports of lightening storms in the area."

She chose to ignore the dizzying effect his touch had on her skin, and instead roughly pried his hand away from her lips.

"But this is Suna! It never rains here!"

"Well apparently it has today," he growled sarcastically, only for his expression to darken even more at the re-arrival of the flight attendant. (At least she was bringing Sakura's coffee like she promised)

"Here you go," the woman offered, until her eyes fell on the two's hands…which were still apparently touching each other. She paled, looked at Sakura, looked at the floor, gulped, then practically shoved the coffee onto the tray in front of the strawberry-blonde doctor. A little spilled onto Sakura's thigh, and when she hissed lightly in pain, the woman's eyes widened.

"Oh my god! I am so sorry!" she said quickly. "I'll get some napkins for your wife!"

"She's not my wife," he frowned, before Sakura gave him a pointed look. She forced out a laugh, taking her other hand and placing it on his (toned) bicep.

"Oh yes, well not yet anyways!" she giggled lightly, pretending to be embarrassed. "The wedding's not until September!"

She ignored her "fiancé's" glare in favor of watching the woman leave quickly.

"What the hell was that for?" he asked quickly, watching his seatmate slowly break away from their embrace to grab onto her coffee and blow on it slowly.

"What? Did you want her to keep coming over and bugging us?" she replied, rolling her eyes. "And since we're going to be engaged for at least another 8 hours, we might as well get to know each other. My name is Sakura. Sakura Haruno."

He nodded warily.

"Sasuke Uchiha."

There was a pause, yet neither seemed to be too awkward about it.

"I actually live in Konoha," Sakura mused, taking a few sips from her cup. "Where are you coming from?"

"I'm going to be moving to Konoha," he muttered, almost lowly enough where she couldn't hear him.

"It's a nice city," she added. "Big. Really big. I work at the hospital, so I see a lot of the people coming in and out."

"Are you a nurse?"

Her eyes narrowed a bit.

"Doctor."

He winced, seeing how his assumption could have offended her. Though to be honest, he was impressed. When he had first seen her, he took one look at her designer clothing and thought she was some fashion model or something. (He's had his fair share of interactions with that type of women to know that he didn't want anything to do with them)

"What kind?"

"Surgeon," she admitted, a proud smile finding its way on her face. "I just attended a month-long seminar on eye anatomy here in Suna. I basically spent all my waking hours making sure that Suna Hospital's doctors were up-to-date on the same technology that Konoha Hospital has been blessed with."

"I'm a lawyer," he said slowly, watching her lick a stray droplet of coffee from her lower lip. After processing his words, she laughed a bit at herself.

"To be honest, I thought you were a-"

The same flight attendant came into view again, making them both scowl and drop their previous conversation. This time, she wasn't directly talking to them, but she was going around, asking every passenger pointless questions and slowly making her way over.

Sasuke, noticing that Sakura's coffee was gone completely, had a sudden realization.

"Sakura," he whispered, making her skin tingle. "Do you want to make her go away for good?"

She nodded, giving him a confused look but not protesting.

"Then go along with this," he continued, lifting her from her seat rather brusquely and placing her in his lap so that she was full-on straddling him. Before she could say anything or even blush—he kissed her.

He had intended it to just be a quick peck to make the flight attendant take the hint and leave them alone, but soon he found that he couldn't think of any good reason to stop.

Sakura's head felt fuzzy and light, and every pore of her body felt like it was on fire. Sasuke's lips were cold, rough, and everything she expected them to be, but not at all at the same time. Their breaths both tasted like coffee, and Sakura had to admit that of all the passionate make-outs she had ever experienced in her life, none were as electrifying as the one she shared with Sasuke Uchiha, who had been a complete stranger only an hour before.

His hands were just about to slide down to her rear when the pilot's voice boomed over the intercom.

Thank you for your cooperation. The storm has passed completely, and in a few minutes we will be taking off for Konoha. Please fasten your seatbelts.

The two broke apart, sliding into their seats with the same blank expression. It was as if the lightning from outside had hit them both, shocking every cell of their bodies until they practically buzzedwith heat and energy.

Only one thought swirled around in their hazy minds: This is going to be one hell of a flight.

Not sure where exactly I'll be going with this story, so if you have any ideas/requests/demands feel free to PM or review!