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A loud scream shook the village as an enraged pink-haired kunoichi stomped after a black-haired former ROOT member.
The younger members of Team 7 were sleeping over at Naruto's apartment. At the moment the two original members of said team were asleep. Sai's blank black eyes scanned over the messy room, his eyes falling on his rose-haired teammate. He lips formed into a ghost of a smile.
She was sleeping peacefully; she looked like an angel to him. She was so beautiful...
She was curled up into a ball on Naruto's bed, as she had kicked Naruto out of bed earlier on in the evening.
Sai's eyes continued on their journey across Naruto's room as his eyes rested on Sakura's bra. An evil glint sparked in his eyes as a wicked thought crossed his mind.
Quietly rising from his spot on the floor, he stealthily stalked across the room, grabbing her C-cup bra, he darted out of the small room. He quickly darted into Naruto's kitchen, grabbing some vanilla pudding from his fridge.
Grabbing a spoon from the floor, he scooped out some pudding, spreading an almost unnoticeable thin layer onto the inside of Sakura's cream colored bra.
Creeping back into Naruto's room, he placed the bra in the exact spot where it had been before. As he began to fall asleep, he smirked.
'Let the fun begin'
Sai and Naruto were awakened rudely by a outraged scream.
Naruto and Sai were in defensive positions within seconds, surrounding the red-faced medic-nin.
"What's wrong?" Naruto sputtered, his cerulean eyes searching the room for any possible danger.
"Who the hell put pudding in my bra?!" Sakura screamed, her eyes glinting with anger in the early morning light.
Naruto stared at her blankly, not completely comprehending what she had just said. Sai simply smirked.
As his sapphire eyes flickered between his two teammates, realization dawned upon him. He burst out laughing, "I didn't know he was gonna do that, Sakura. I swear, I was asleep."
Sakura turned to Sai with a dangerous look on her face.
Naruto sobered up enough to whisper to his teammate.
"Run."
'I am going to kill him when I catch him, I swear to Kami!' Sakura thought to herself as she chased the black-haired male around Konoha.
Sai turned slightly, his voice trailing after him, "You'll never catch me, Ugly!"
'This is amusing,' Sai thought while picking up the pace.
In the end, Sai was on the ground while Sakura towered over him, cracking her knuckles menacingly. She growled at the man beneath him, ready to give him the beating of a lifetime. Grinding her teeth, her fist began to glow with green chakra.
Sai smirked.
"You know, Ugly, I can see up your skirt from here."
"Oh, my Kami! You're such a pervert- you're worse than Kakashi-sensei!" Sakura screamed, her face lighting up bright red as she fumbled to hold down her skirt.
Yanking him up, she glared into his amused eyes.
"That was supposed to be a compliment, right?" Sai smiled, tilting his head slightly.
"You're dead."
Yanking her arm backwards, she shoved her fist into his gut, sending him flying. Sai hit a tree, breaking the tree in half as he slid down it. He began to cough up blood, gasping in pain.
Sakura sighed.
"If I didn't really care about you, you would've been dead by now," Sakura murmured as she crouched down and began to heal his broken ribs. Within minutes she was finished, and she stood up ready to walk away.
Not even a second had passed and he was pressing her up against a tree behind them. His lips covered hers, a kiss being frantically pressed onto her lips. She gasped, her eyes sliding closed as she began to kiss back.
He lightly bit her lower lip, asking for entrance. She opened her mouth to let him taste her. Their tongues intertwined, both fighting for dominance.
Pulling back slowly, Sai smiled a genuine smile against her lips.
When they finally caught their breath, Sakura whispered, "What was that for?"
His smile grew as he murmured against her lips,
"Because I love you."
Sakura gasped slightly. "I love you, too."
Their lips pressed against each other's once more, this time, not parting as quickly.
