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Author's Note: Hehe I hope you guys like this chappie. Oh yeah, I think I've mentioned that this story would only be 5 chapters at most. Well, I think I've changed my mind xD It's pretty hard to build up Sasuke's character with only 5 chapters.
It's going to be a bit more dramatic than I thought it would be too…but that's still going to be later on xD Sorry for any spelling or grammatical errors, I wasn't able to proofread this that well. Anyway, I hope you enjoy reading ;)
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Temptation
The gods hated him.
He was sure of it. First, they gave him a pathetic excuse for a brother – who murdered the entire clan, with only him as an exception. So, he became emo kid, trapped in his own –his brother helped, actually- handmade I-am-an-avenger-so-leave-me-the-hell-alone box.
Next, that snake bastard who longed so much for his body. He cringed, the memories of him in Sound coming back in his mind. Well, maybe the gods did cut him some slack, because the first two people on his hate list were already sent to kingdom come.
By his own hands.
That made him feel good. And, just when he thought his luck had changed for the better – those things started to appear. It was official. His luck sucked. Too bad for him.
He shouldn't be affected. Her avoiding him for the past four weeks and five days didn't bother him at all. No damn way. He hadn't been counting the days either. Nope. And Jiraiya is a pure, non-perverted man. Right.
He thought training would take his mind off she-who-must-not-be-named. Did it work? Naruto beat him in a friendly spar. Him! The Uchiha, the Number 1 graduate of the Academy was beaten by Naruto! The blonde who had the lowest grades and thought that Ramen was the most important food group…
Pfftt.
Of course he had let the blonde win just this once. It was all part of the plan.
What plan?
He pushed that voice to the farthest part of his mind where it can rot forever.
Even if Naruto had trained with Jiraiya for years, each spar would end in a draw. He, Uchiha Sasuke, was never beaten by this loud obnoxious blonde.
So why did his concentration falter when he simply caught a glimpse of pink from the corner of his eye?
Damn it.
Now he was left with the blonde who kept on bragging. "Ha! I beat you teme!" He had shouted, much too proudly. Sasuke's eyebrow twitched as he remembered him screaming it to his ear.
Right. He guessed that was under the reason of why the gods hated him. They gave him extremely loud annoying teammates for pete's sake. Well..then again, maybe they weren't that harsh after all…
Shit.
Anyway, back at the task at hand. Tsunade ordered him to call Sakura. For a mission, she said. He cursed. Why the hell did the big-breasted woman choose him to call her? She was probably still sleeping, damnit.
He looked up.
The sun didn't even rise yet. Judging by the darkness, it was probably only five thirty in the morning. Just great. "I'll go instead, Baa-chan!" Naruto had exclaimed. Oh that was right. It was practically the reason Sasuke brought it upon himself to call her.
Even if Naruto was a friend – he was taught by two perverted senseis for crying out loud! Who knows how many books of Icha Icha Paradise that blonde idiot had already read?
Yep, he on the other hand, was a non-perverted, pure minded man. He smirked. Yeah, that was what he was.
On the other hand, he was also a man who had many,many red-blooded male hormones hidden deep inside his body. But, he didn't know that much…yet. It was all a matter of time.
Knock. Knock.
He finally reached her apartment – she moved out of her parents' house years ago, wanting to be independent. That was all he knew. He knew nothing else about her house whatsoever.
Right, and at that moment, his mind reminded him that that she had pink blankets, a small wooden desk beside her bed, their framed picture of Team 7 on top of it - and the fact that she only wore a thin white nightgown wasn't important.
Knock. Knock.
He was innocent! He did not watch her sleeping figure from her window almost every night merely because he wanted to. Of course not.
It was him protecting her from burglars, perverts and whatnot. Yes, in fact – she owed him for that. He was just being nice…in his own sort of fucked-up way.
Knock. Knock.
Why the hell isn't she answering? He screamed in his head. He sighed, looking up at the sky once again. It was slightly brighter than when he last looked. He grit his teeth, realizing that he stood out of her door for a good 10 minutes already.
Yep, more minutes of his life wasted on her…again.
But, being the nice teammate that he was, he decided he wouldn't leave until he had her with him. Or else, he was sure Tsunade would just send him back again, or worse – send the dobe instead.
Desperate times call for desperate measures.
He stealthily opened her window, closing it behind his back after he entered. He squinted his eyes, trying to see in the darkness. There she was, innocently lying on her pink bed. Too bad his eyes weren't so innocent…
Nor were his thoughts…
He unconsciously gulped as his eyes traveled to her exposed legs. Long, slender and creamy white legs. Then, images of his dream came back to his mind. Oh for the love of-
Bad thoughts.
Bad, bad Sasuke. He shook his head from right to left, hardening his face to the usual indifferent look. She moaned in her sleep. He watched as she shuffled around the bed, making herself more comfortable.
Something else hardened.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
Okay, calm down. He said to himself. Though, it was easier said than done. Definitely. He slowly and cautiously walked towards her, as if he would fall on an ocean of piranhas and electric eels if he made a wrong step.
He stopped, smacking himself mentally. Surely the dobe was contagious. He was seriously behaving so un-Sasuke like right now. And he hated it – with deep, utmost hating. He hated the fact that he didn't know how to act, or rather why he was acting like this.
He was always practical.
Everything had a definite and concrete reason. He felt his forehead. No fever. He didn't feel sick either. Everything seemed normal – except the fact that his heart was beating at a super in-human speed, plus he could feel a part of his lower region throbbing.
Great. Just Great…
So, he casually strode beside her bed, finally realizing that walking slowly towards it was pathetic. He was scared she would wake up because of the steps he was making. But, as he had known later – he rolled his eyes at himself – that was the whole damn point.
Okay, now the problem was how to wake her up. Easy. It was very, very simple. He smirked at himself. He wouldn't even break a sweat.
"Oi."
He called out, his voice monotonous as usual. No response. He sighed, reminding himself she was a heavy sleeper. That mission wherein Naruto had to wake her up was a proof of that. Everyone in the village looked at the blonde curiously when they had returned. Why?
Because his face was practically distorted.
The idiot made the mistake of looking too closely at his teammate's face and coincidentally, her eyes fluttered open. Anyone could imagine what happened next. Sasuke shrugged. Maybe he wasn't the only unlucky one after all.
"Oi. Wake up."
He said it a little bit louder this time, standing a good 2 feet away from her bed. He didn't want to get the same beating Naruto did. He cringed, remembering the blonde's not too distinctive face…
"Hmm…" She moaned again, as her body shifted once more – this time facing his already mentally tortured body. He cursed his luck. "Sakura, we have a missi-"
He stopped when his innocent eyes landed on her partially exposed…mounds. Fuck, that thin nightgown wasn't covering much at all. He cursed, clenched his fists and grit his teeth. Still…
His eyes didn't move.
They seemed to be frozen on the spot. It was like there was a magnet that kept him looking. Right. Although, it didn't mean he didn't enjoy the view.
Any minute now and he would pull back. Any second and he would finally stop looking at those damn beautiful and magnetic objects…
Any time now…
Just when he was too preoccupied to notice – even his ninja instincts weren't able to kick in – a pair of arms grabbed him. With her fricken goddess-like strength, she pulled him unto the bed.
And, if that wasn't punishment enough, she put him under her. He froze, trying desperately to remove her arms that were now on his chest. No luck. It was definitely karma for him calling her weak. But, he realized –
This was surely too much punishment.
Just when he thought nothing could get worse, her actions proved his statement to be very, very, 110 percent wrong. He almost gasped as she hugged him like a life-sized teddy bear.
And let's not forget her creamy exposed legs enveloping his lower region. Now, something really hardened. He groaned – in frustration, he concluded. Surely it wasn't from pleasure. No damn way.
"Hmm…"
She moaned yet again, and this time – he could feel her moving on her bed…or rather, on himself. He groaned – again, out of frustration – as her slender leg brushed that part.
And, let's not forget those damn beautiful, magnetic objects…
His luck definitely sucked.
Author's Note: Phew. I finally got that out xD Hmm…I don't know why, I just had the urge to write this story, even if I posted it up after a few others – which until now have yet to be updated. Sorry xD
Oh and don't worry…Sasuke won't be that OOC when he's talking to Sakura. Let's not forget his tendency to act like a bastard, shall we? xD Err…so far, this story has the most out of character Sasuke I've ever written. And yes, I will give him time to fully understand his feelings.
The people who have read some of my other stories would know I like writing at the right pace – or slow, for some others…in relation to Sasuke's actions of all things. Damn, in LoC – it's already chapter 21, and they aren't even together yet. Of course, there's some fluff along the way though xD
I also just noticed...there were no dividers in the chapter. Well that's a first xD Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed reading. Please review? It could be my advanced birthday present xD
Till next time!
- Gabbeh
