Author's Note: This is my first Sasuke story attempt. I'm little scared and out my comfort zone but here goes. It will be based in the future so don't freak out too much. I personally like Sasuke coming to his sense and coming home. Anyways, enough of me rambling on I hope you enjoy.

Chapter 1:

Rei came awake to an awful throbbing in her head. She felt terrible.

What had hap-

She tensed as she remembered the unseen man.

His words.

Terrified, she pushed herself up, and quickly learned she was on a cold concrete floor, in a very small, dust-covered room…

And handcuffed to an unknown brunette man.

A screamed wedge itself in her throat, but she held it back.

Don't panic. Not until you have all the facts. For all you know, Ren is making good her threat for a blind date-just like the time she "accidentally" locked you in the supply closet with Ryota Iwota for three hours.

Or "kidnapped" you in the trunk of her car with that weird musician.

Ren was always trying unorthodox ways to set her up with guys. Although, to be fair to her sister, Ren didn't usually knock the guy unconscious before she forced them together.

Still, with Ren there was a first time for just about anything. And extreme blind-dating was very vintage Ren.

Forcing herself to remain calm until she had more information, Rei took in her surroundings. The two of them were in a small room with no windows and one rusty iron door. A door she couldn't reach without dragging her "friend" across the floor.

There was no furniture or anything else. The only light came from a bulb in the center of the ceiling.

Okay, so she wasn't in immediate danger.

Still far from comforted, she looked at the body beside her. He lay with his back to her, and he was either dead or unconscious.

Preferring the latter, she inched toward him. He appeared rather tall, and he was positioned as if he had been dumped roughly onto the floor.

Her legs shaking, Rei rose slowly to her knees and moved over him to keep his arms from being twisted any more.

He didn't move.

She trailed her gaze over his body. A long black trench coat, black pants, a black crew-neck shirt, and a green ninja vest combined to give him an extremely dangerous appearance even while lying on the floor. His feet were covered by a pair of ninja sandals. His dark locks fell over his headband.

"Excuse me?" she whispered, reaching out to touch his arm. "Are you alive?"

As soon as her hand touched the hard, lean muscle of his biceps, her breath faltered. His prone body was like coiled steel. There wasn't a bit of a fleshy feel to him. He was all lithe, strong power.

Oh my, my.

Before she could stop herself, Rei ran her hand down his arm. The feel of it!

She let out a slow, appreciative breath.

"Guy? Mister?" she tried again, shaking his hard, muscular shoulder. "Mr. Ninja man, would you please wake up so I can leave? I really don't want to hang out in a closet with a dead man any longer than I have to, okay? C'mon, please, there's only one of me and you're a really big, big guy."

He didn't budge.

Okay, I'll have to try something else.

Bitting her lip, Rei rolled him onto his back. His hair fell away from his leaf headband. Her breath caught in her throat. Okay, now she was majorly impressed.

He was gorgeous. His jaw strong and defined his cheekbones high. His face aristocratically boned.

Oh baby, this man possessed that rare masculine beauty that only a few, very lucky women ever saw in flesh. Rei was not easily impressed with male beauty. But then, Rei much preferred their minds over their bodies. From her experience most men she knew who looked even half this good generally had IQs that were smaller than her combined shoe size.

Unlike Ren, it took more than a cute butt and wide shoulders to turn her head.

Although…

Rei ran her gaze over his lean, muscular body. In the case of this man, she might be willing to make an exception.

Provided he wasn't dead, of course.

Hesitantly, she reached out and placed her hand against his pale neck to check his pulse. A strong, heavy heartbeat thumped against her fingertips.

Relieved he was alive, she tried to shake him again. "Hey, yummy ninja guy? Can you hear me?"

He moaned low in his throat, and then slowly blinked his eyes open. Rei stared at the sight of those eyes. They were so dark they appeared black, and when they focused on her, they dilated menacingly.

With a curse, he grabbed her by the shoulders.

Before she could move, he rolled over with her, pinning her against the floor beneath his body as he held her wrists above her head.

Those dark, captivating eyes searched hers suspiciously. Rei couldn't breathe. Every inch of him was pressed intimately against her and she became instantly aware of the fact that his arms weren't the only part of his body that was rock-hard and solid. The man was a wall of sleek, strong muscle.

His hips rested dead center between her legs while his hard taut stomach leaned against her in a way that brought a flush to her cheeks. Made her feel hot and tingly. Breathless.

For the first time in her life, she wanted to lift her head and kiss a man whom she knew absolutely nothing about.

Who was he?

To her complete shock, he lowered his head down to the side of her face and took a deep breath in her hair.

Rei went rigid. "Are you sniffing me?"

A deep, melodious laugh rumbled through his body, sending an odd tingly surge through her.

"Only admiring your perfume." He whispered softly in her ear.

"You are not Iwota Ren." He whispered the words so softly that even with his mouth brushing her ears she had to strain to hear.

She swallowed. "You know R-"

"Shh," he whispered in her ear as his thumbs caressed her captured wrists in a rhythm that sent electric surges through her.

"They are listening." Sasuke drew a deep appreciative breath.

Now that he was certain she posed no immediate threat, he knew he should move away from the woman beneath him, and yet… He could not seem to move.

For minute, Sasuke actually lost himself to sensation of it as he imagined removing their clothes and exploring her curves more fully.

She squirmed beneath him, only adding to his fantasy.

Hmmm…

Of course, if she ever found out who he was, she would pale in terror. And if she were anything like her sister, she would attack.

Such a pity, really. But then, he was used to people being terrified of him.

"Who's listening?" she whispered.

Opening his eyes, he relished the sound of her gentle, lilting voice. Against his iron will back a little to study her. Her hair at first appeared brown but upon closer inspection one could see auburn strands that caught the light. Her deep blue eyes showed confusion, her anger, and her spirit. They were set in a beguiling face that had one tiny freckle just below her left eye. That mark alone distinguished her from her sister. That and her scent. Ren wore expensive perfumes that overwhelmed his senses, while this woman smelled of roses.

Rei's face burned as his erection bulged disturbingly against her pelvis. The man might not be dead, but he was certainly stiff. And this had nothing to do with rigor mortis. "Look, buster, I really think you need to find someplace else to rest."

His gaze focused hungrily on her lips and she saw the raw longing in the depths of those midnight eyes. His jaw flexed rigidly as if he were fighting himself.

As she lay there beneath him, she realized just how vulnerable she was to him. And how much she truly wanted a taste of those well-shaped lips. That both scared and excited her.

He blinked and a veil came over his face, disguising his mood from her. He released her.

As he moved away, she saw the blood on her pink sweater. "Oh, my God!" she gasped. "Your bleeding?"

End Notes: So how was it? Please leave me reviews or suggestions on your way out. Until next time.