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Warning: Chapters will contain sexual themes, you have been warned.

Chapter 2: He Did What?


"So? What happened?" Mina and the girls leaned in excitedly.

"Um… Well…" Sakura blushed hard, "You see.."


"Strip." He ordered the moment they entered the room. Turning sharply, she almost put her hands on her hips to say hell no, but then remembered her place; her role. She was nothing but a whore in his eyes. In that moment, she had to snicker; the great Sasuke Uchiha going to a whore to relieve his needs.

With trembling fingers she undid her kimono and let it fall to the floor in a rippling pile of silk.

She was bare before him. Dark hungry eyes greedily took every curve and dip of her body, down to the flare of her hips up to the swell of her breasts. Clenching her fists by her side was the only way to stop herself from covering what he was so blatantly gazing at. His eyes locked with hers and then he frowned. Confused she watched as he reached in his pouch, withdrawing a long black piece of cloth.

"Come here," His voice was coaxing but still cold.

Hesitantly she came closer and inhaled his heady scent discreetly.

Suddenly she was blindfolded and panic almost overtook her sense of duty.

"Relax," He hissed low, lean fingers trailing over her rosy nipples. She shuddered.

The Sasuke Uchiha or Sasuke-kun as she fondly called him, was touching her. Of all people.

Out of nervousness, she tried to speak, "My name is-"

"I don't care what your name is," He cut her off, "for now I will call you Sakura."

What? Did he know? Wait, he said he didn't care what her name was… so why did he call her by her name?

Confused, she decided to ask, "Umm… Sir may I ask why Sakura?"

"I paid to use your body, not have you talk," He pushed her down onto the bed.

He left her a moment and stripped himself.

She jumped slightly as a warm male body pressed against hers; skin to skin. Make that heated, delicious muscle rippling skin. He spend his time running his fingers up and down her quivering body, featherlight touches that sent her reeling with pleasure. Nuzzling in the pink silk mass upon her head he sighed deeply. She smelled of fresh cherries and something sweet. Suddenly there was a weight on her chest, she couldn't breathe very well. She froze, was he trying to kill her? Taking a chance to sneak a peek, she lifted one corner of the blindfold up to gaze at the Uchiha. He was sound asleep.

Sakura placed her hand over her mouth from busting out laughing, but settled for quiet giggles.

How strange was it? The avenger of the Uchiha clan and international wanted criminal was sleeping like a baby. An arm slung over her middle while his face was obscured by his raven bangs. The only part of his face showing was that strong jaw that made Sakura weak in the knees. Another bubble of happiness stole over her. She just escaped a potential rape, although you can't rape the willing. This scrawny pink haired kunoichi still loved her dark avenger with all her heart. No matter how many times he stomped it to itty-bitty little pieces, she always managed to stick them back together with broken dreams and a hope for a better tomorrow.

Taking another risky chance, she brushed the bangs out of his face. Dark circles wrapped around his closed eyes; appearing as though he hadn't slept in quite a while. No wonder he passed out.

Well.. if you have everyone out here trying to kill you, sleep doesn't come easy. Especially to him.

Sakura mused about him while he slept under her watchful gaze. Falling asleep here was actually a smart move. No one would suspect the great Uchiha to be sleeping in a whore house. It would be the last place they looked. Sakura's baby blue eyes ghosted over the bag of tomatoes that was resting innocently on the nightstand. The rumbling in her tummy told her it was hungry. Maybe if she took one he wouldn't notice. But of course with Sasuke, he probably counted them. Damn tomato-obsessed Uchiha!

Wriggling gently, she tried to untangle herself from Sasuke.

He grunted and his hold got tighter. Sakura sighed. She was stuck.


"And then…?" Mina asked with hope shining in those grey-green depths.

"He woke up a few hours later, said he would be back again." Sakura rubbed the bridge of her nose, trying to get the heat in her cheeks to go away.

Mina's face fell, "Seriously? He did nothing?"

"Nope." Sakura smiled.

All the girls broke out of the group, some pushed off the walls that they had leaned on to hear the story and whispers started to abound.

"Maybe he's gay."

"Oh my gosh, if he is…" One girl looked heart broken, "God has no mercy on us poor girls."

Sakura rolled her eyes, "He's not gay!"

The girls turned, "Oh? Do you know for sure?"

Sakura thought back to the time where the "accidental kiss" happened.

"Now that I think about it… you may have a point."

It had always been those two. Sasuke and Naruto. Naruto and Sasuke. Sakura was excluded from their group. She pushed down the swell of loneliness and hurt from those years of being pushed out or away. Naruto had always protected and guarded her, Sasuke had always said mean and spiteful things, and Kakashi babied her. In a way, she hated all of them. She hated feeling weak, vulnerable. That was what forced her to seek out Tsunade that day and ask for an apprenticeship.

"Kaori?" One of the younger girls spoke up from the group.

Sakura turned, "Yes?"

"Madame wishes to speak with you."

Kaori was her brothel code name.

Walking up the stairs she had just traveled hours earlier, entering with a soft knock.

"So, how'd it go?"


End Chapter

A/N: I find doing these in short bursts gives me more ideas and keeps me fresh. Doing long chapters in the past used to give me writers block.