A/N - DS, I absolutly adored you song suggestions. As soon as I heard them I got so excited. I really wanted to do "Tear you apart" but I decided on this one. I wanted to push this story out faster, but I couldn't because the laptops not in my room anymore and it's a bit harder to find time to get on the fam computer seeing as I work now. Oh, and that's going lovely btw, if anyone was wondering :)

Anyway. Here we go.

DISCLAIMER - I do not own Naruto.


Scotty Doesn't Know ~ Lustra

I pushed away my bang as I gave him an innocent smile. He was aggravated, I could tell by his non-facial expression. How? Only because of the almost unnoticeable twitch of his eyebrow and his ever so slight frown. Yeah, obviously we have been together too long if I know all of this, "I'm sorry baby, I can't get out of it."

He sighed, crossing his arms and whining in his toneless voice, "You've been saying that for awhile now. Seems like you can never get out of it."

I walk over to him, letting my hand rest on his crossed arms, as I look up at him with smirk, "Oh, so now what? You need me around 24/7? That's not the Sasuke I remember the first time we met."

He rolled his eyes in response, but couldn't help but break down his 'oh so strong' wall and gives me a slight smile, his arms uncrossing, "I just wanna spend time with you, babe."

I give him a sexy smile and put my hand on his chest, scratching it lightly with my perfect nails, "I know, I know. My poor baby." I tease as I lean against him, looking straight up at him, "I'm sorry I have to do this to you. But I'll make it up? Alright?" He wraps his arms around me and sighs out, trying or pretending to be mad, and just nods. I give him one last smile, a peck on his lips, and twirl out of his arms. Walking away with my heels clacking I turn around and give him another smile, wiggling my fingers at him.

X

I knock on the door, flattening my hair as I wait. I'm nervous, and I don't know why because this has been happening long enough. I want to pull out my mirror, to check my hair and face, but I don't want to be caught looking at it when she opens the door. Me, oh so cool and collected, Ino. That's how she knows me anyway, well that's how she met me.

That party that night, three months ago, was wild, but I didn't drink, didn't dance, just sat on the couch with my legs crossed, my arms doing the same, because I was annoyed. I found Sasuke talking to some other bitch. This was way before Sasuke started to get serious about our relationship. This was also right before I stopped caring what Sasuke did. After that night, everything was just a big joke, because that was the night I met her. She came up to me, two drinks in her hand, looking at me with some sympathetic look, which annoyed me even more. She sat down, passed me one of the cups, and told me, "Fuck the world! Just drink!"

I don't know why, but I thought it a bit sweet and I smiled. Still, I rolled my eyes and looked over at her, "I'm not a big drinker. Plus my boyfriends being a prick so I'm not even in the mood."

This time, she rolled her eyes. Then, taking a gulp, she said, "Sweet heart, not everyone here is in the mood to drink. Some just want to get fucked up."

I looked around the room, the music pounding at my ears. A boy was kissing a girl sloppily as her back pressed against the wall. Near by them was a boy and girl dancing, the girl in front with her ass twitching with the beat against his crotch. Her hand was in the air as the boy held it, watching her with his other hand at her waist. Further was a group of guys crowded at one table. A boy chugged his red cup as a dozen cups on the table were scattered about, some standing up but most on their side. He slammed the cup down and yelled in victory, and the rest of the boys joined as soon as he was finished.

Taking all of this in, I looked back at the girl and raised an eyebrow. It was nice that she was trying, but everyone else seemed to be having fun. She gave me a sheepish smile and told me, "Well, I'm getting fucked up cuz of some depressing shit is going down. So...least you have me, right?"

That made me smile. And I guess it was my smile that she was grinning at, and maybe it was because I looked half convinced that she raised her cup at me. So maybe, it was her hard effort that I knocked mine against hers and said over the music, "Fuck the world!"

"That's the spirit!" Was all I heard as I downed my cup. When I was finished, I felt a little dazed, but I also felt my smile on my face, "Sakura's the name, by the way."

"Ino." Was my only reply.

And that's how we met. No romance, no sweet and charming pick up line, just a cup of beer and loud basing music. I don't know how I was cool or collected, but she always explains to me that I looked 'hardcore' when I drank the cup, and how ever since we been meeting I'd always have this facial expression, like 'I didn't give a fuck what the world thought'. Not wanting to disappoint, I tried to keep that image for her.

Finally, Sakura opened the door with just a pair of basketball shorts and a sports bra on. Her hair was down, frazzled a bit, and she wore a pair of black, fuzzy, slippers. I took in her image with an amused smile, and she took in mine with a grin, "Hey babe! I didn't know tonight was still on."

I walked towards her, letting my index finger slide across her collarbone as I passed into the house, "I really wanted to see you." I admitted.

She closed the door behind me, following me as I went towards the living room. I allowed my eyes to wander the semi-clean home, for Sakura's standard that is. I noticed a pair of skimpy underwear that weren't mine and got slightly annoyed as I looked away from them with a scowl, "Did you now? Well how long do you got?" I hear her say from behind.

I turned towards her with my arms crossed, "I have the rest of the afternoon."

"Seriously?" She says excitedly with a fist pump, "Alright! Whole afternoon with no interruptions. Should we do it up stairs, or down stairs? I actually heard that doing it on the washer machine is amazing, and I've always wanted to try it."

Still annoyed, I walk past her, my arms still crossed as I go to the kitchen, "You mean you haven't tried it with the other bitch that comes through here?"

"Huh?" She calls after me. I'm guessing she didn't catch what I said, and I wasn't going to repeat it. "Is everything sex with you?" I say instead, looking inside of the fridge, "Why don't we do something else for a change?"

"Hmm, baby, do you seriously mean that?" She hums behind me, and I feel her hands sliding around my waist. I hate how she can make my heart thump hard once like it just did. And how she can make me reconsider.

"Yes!" I say in an angry tone, pushing her hands away from my waist as I shut the door to the refrigerator, "God your ridiculous."

I wanted her to be annoyed, but when I turned around and saw her, she was smiling, rubbing her neck sheepishly, "I can't help that I like fucking you." I roll my eyes and push pass her, "So I guess the boyfriend is finally hitting it right?"

That hit a button. Just because I don't want to have sex with her tonight, doesn't mean he has to be fucking me right. Maybe I just wanted to spend time away from the guy! Getting angry, I whirl around, yelling out, "What does that-" But she ended up right behind me, which threw me off. I stumbled on my words as she gave me a sexy little smile, and pushed me against the wall. I don't even know how I got there. She held my wrists against the wall, and her tongue was already out, a twinkle in her eyes. She slid it quickly against my lips as she whispered, "Because you've never refused my loving before."

And just like that, we were ripping each others clothes off. In point of a second, she convinced me that I wanted her. God, how was I suppose to give this up. She doesn't have a penis, and she still fucks me better than Sasuke could ever dream. And even with a strap on she has me moaning her name.

X

I'm riding her as fast as I can, forcing the dildo to go as deep as it can. Her name keeps repeating in my mind as I breast bounce up and down in her hand. I arch my back as she talks dirty towards me, her cocky smile never leaving her face. I can't help but to groan in frustration as she starts to play with my clit, calling me her slut as she does. I jerk forward when she slaps my ass, pinching my nipple at the same time. And as this all goes on I straddle her as hard as I can, riding her faster and faster.

Damnit it's so close, I can feel it right there. If only it will come faster. God her hands are at my waist again, massaging my hips. Uhn, she keeps slapping my ass just to annoy me. Fuck! She's sucking on my nipples. Biting on them. My collarbone. Ugh, my back, digging her nails into my skin. Shit, I'm cumming.

I'm cumming.

"I'm cumming!" I moan loudly, riding harder as she kisses my chest. Then I let the orgasm crash through me, collapsing against her. She was sitting up now, her arms around me as she held me the whole time. Her hold was tight and protective, and I felt so vuranable as I came while she held me.

When it was finally over, she kissed me on my cheek and gave me a smile. I smiled weakly at her and collapsed on the bed next to her. She laid down also, looking up at the ceiling as I turned over and looked over at her. I stared at her skin as she unstrapped the strap on and kicked it away and I listened to her sigh of content when she brought her arms under her head. I wish she'd wrap her arms around me again, but she never really does afterwards. Just lays there.

"So hey," Sakura says, looking over at me, "Do you think you should go? You know, before Sasuke starts to call."

I feel my heart thump, but it was out of hurt. I ignored it, sitting up and grabbing the covers, bringing them to my chest. I scooted towards the edge.

"Babe, why the frown?" She asks, sitting up and looking at me. I didn't even know I was frowning. I forced out a smile and stood up, walking over to the other end of the bed to find my clothes, "Nothing," I replied.

"I think we took off our clothes downstairs," She says, rolling over and grabbing a too big t-shirt. She tossed it at the end of the bed, "Here, you can put that on and we can get our clothes together."

I stared at the shirt, feeling the frown on my face now. I take it off the bed and turn around, letting the covers fall then putting it on. I walk out without another word and trotted down the stairs, suddenly feeling like leaving as soon as possible. I spot my panties and go towards them, picking them up and putting them on. I start to look for my jeans.

"Looks like the boyfriend called a good 30 mintues ago," Sakura says as she comes down the stairs with a plop with each step. She was still scrolling down my phone, "Oh, and texted you too, like ten mintues ago. How are you going to explain that one?" I ignored her, spotting my jeans next to the foreign lingera. That annoyed me even more, "Baby, did you hear me?"

"Why does it matter?" I snap at her, "Not like you have to deal with him every time I come over here, so don't worry about it." I snatched my jeans away from the floor and put them on.

"Hey, what's the matter?" She asks me sincerely, coming towards me as I button up my pants. I just shake my head. Looking around for my bra and shirt, "Stop lying, I know when somethings wrong with you."

"And how could you possibly know that just through sex for 3 months?" I ask, still searching. I spot it near the kitchen doorway and I walk over towards them.

"Baby, I didn't say you had to leave right now. I was just making sure I didn't get you in trouble with him."

I brush it off, struggling to clamp my bra back together as I reached awkwardly behind my back. I felt a pair of hands take the straps out of my hand and clamp them properly. Not acknowledging the help, I walk into the kitchen to find my shirt, where it has to because, strangely, my clothes were scattered in a sorda straight path. I spot them in the middle of the floor and put it on. I ruffle my hair around, letting my fingers comb through it, as I tried to look presentable enough to go back outside. She leaned in the doorway that lead into the kitchen, "Don't go yet." I hear her say.

Even though I know she was trying to save her ass from my pissy mood towards her, I couldn't help but to slightly melt at her words. My heart thumped as I paused my actions, before shaking it off and continuing, "Shut up, Sakura. You know you don't want me here."

"I do!" She say quickly. I glanced at her to see her frowning at me, "Really! We can watch a movie."

I sigh, looking around for my purse, "It's ok, Sakura. You don't have to spend time with me. I should go anyway."

"No no, come on!" She tried desperately, using her hands as she talked, "We could get some Chinese, grab a case of beer, watch a scary movie till we freak the fuck out! It'll be fun!"

And it did sound like fun. Sasuke never really did stupid stuff like that with me. If we were together, it was always cuddling in the room. Sex right after. Then cuddle more. It's such a boring routine, such a stupid waste of time, especially when I already get some from over here so I'm just doing it to entertain him. But, I couldn't leave him, even though I was cheating on him with someone else. It's just that, the relationship I have here is so unstable. And I hate to admit it, but, I like Sakura more than I should since this is just a sex relationship. So. I didn't need to dump Sasuke just to end up alone. Sometimes, cuddling is nice, but I would like to do it with someone I want to, not with Sasuke. Still, at least I can still have someone who is willing to cuddle with me.

"Sasuke will get suspicious if I don't start to reply." Is all I say as I move to leave the kitchen to go to the bathroom to check my hair and face. She moves aside as I walk through the doorway.

"Fuck the boyfriend." She says, sounding a bit annoyed. That amuses me and I glance at her before I walk into the bathroom.

"You know I have to make sure he's ok and that I need to be careful. We both don't need him to figure us out."

"The pussy can't even fuck you right, why are you still with him?" She's aggravated now, but for what reason I really don't know. Sometimes these questions she's asking pop up, but I won't answer them until I'm sure about her feelings towards this relationship and me.

"I'll see you soon, alright Sakura?" I reassure, putting my hair in a pony tail and letting my bang fall into place.

"Yeah." She grumbles, already heading up the stairs, "Sure."

I walk out of the bathroom, holding my purse as I watch her climb the stairs. Frowning, I turn around and see myself out, "I'll text you." I call to her as I open the door, but I don't get a reply. So I close the door and head out.

X

"Ino, you didn't reply to my messages. What were you up to?" Sasuke asks more suspicious than annoyed.

I don't pay him any mind while I look down at my phone as I force out a cheer voice, "Baby, it's dress shopping with mom. Did you really think I would be able to pick up the phone? As soon as I got in there she took my phone with her little evil laugh.

He groaned, "God, why are yall going shopping anyway?"

I force out a smile, "Wedding, remember? You're suppose to be my date, I asked you like two weeks ago."

"Oh shit. Sorry baby, I totally forgot." He says, wrapping his arms from behind me, kissing my cheek up to my ear, "Really, I should have remembered."

I have to try hard not to roll my eyes at him, or sigh in annoyance. I didn't care that he didn't remember. I already gave up on caring about things like that when it came to Sasuke, "It's fine bumpkin, just find a suit quick, alright?"

Obviously I was lying about the dress shopping, me and my mom finished that a month ago when we found out about the wedding. Luckily he forgot about me saying this, or I would have been in trouble. For some reason I'm being risky, like I dont care. Usually I'm more careful on not using things more than once.

"You're upset, I can tell. I'm sorry."

The annoying thing is that he has the right to say that he can tell that I am upset, because we've been together in an actual relationship. But I'm not upset about him, but about how Sakura wasn't texting me back, which is why I was staring at my phone. I texted her an hour ago, but she hasn't replied. Sighing, I push my phone in my pocket, "It's alright babe, just don't do it again."

X

I was getting fucked again, by Sakura. My hands were grabbing the sheets as I tried to refrain from moaning her name, because I was still upset about her not texting me back at all since a week ago. But every time I didn't moan her name, she'd thrust harder, trying to force me to moan. God, why does she have to be such an asshole. An asshole that can bend me so easily and fuck me right.

Shit, I'm going to cum soon.

"Do you ever feel, like a plastic bag, drifting through the wind, wanting to start again."

My eyes snapped open and my head turned towards the noise. Are you fucking serious?

"What a lame ass song, babe." Sakura grunted, still thrusting.

I with held a moan as I tried to focus, "He's calling me Sakura."

"Fuck him." She replied, leaning down and kissing my collarbone with a nip.

I snatched up my phone, looking at the caller ID. It was him. God, how can he have that much of a bad timing, "Sakura quit it, I need to answer."

"Fuck him babe." She mumbled, sucking on my skin. At least she was polite enough to stop thrusting. I took a deep breath and answered, "Hello?"

"Babe, where are you at. Naruto said he saw you leave earlier, and today we were suppose to see a movie."

Fuck, I completely forgot, "I couldn't take school today, baby. Bitches were aggravating me."

"Was it that slut Stacy?" He asks with an angry tone, which made me smile because I knew it didn't matter who it was he was always going to be on my side. I didn't notice Sakura was watching me until I saw her frown. I mouthed to her 'Boring me to death' and rolled my eyes, because what I was doing was pretty rude, seeing as we were in the middle of sex. Still she continued to frown and leaned back down, going back to kissing my collarbone. I closed my eyes as her lips sucked on my skin, "Yeah, she's been talking a lot of shit lately."

"I need to talk to her. She needs to let it go." Sasuke practically growled.

He was referring to their relationship. She was devastated when they broke up, and told me for a good two weeks about how he was gonna do the same to me. Back then I was worried, now I couldn't care less, "No need." I sighed out as Sakura sucked on my nipples, "I don't want it to look like she's getting to me." That's when I started to feel Sakura slowly sliding in and out of me with her strap on. My voice hitched and I squeezed my eyes tight. She was being a bitch again.

"Right well, I'm heading to you're place now so I can pick you up."

Sakura was thrusting a bit faster now, I tried to breathe normally, "No baby!" I yelled out, to both of them. She didn't need to be doing this to me while I was on the phone and Sasuke definitely didn't need to find out that I wasn't home, "You can't I'm not ready!" I spilled out as Sakura pinched my clit, "And I don't want you to see me while I'm looking ugly."

I could hear him laughing, "You're never ugly, girl. But alright, then I'll pick you up in an hour. That's long enough, right?"

"Yes," My mind was screaming. She stopped thrusting and was now sliding her tongue between my slit, "Just about."

"Alright. See you soon." I was about to hang up till I heard him yell, "Hey text me babe! K? I miss you."

"Ok ok." I rushed, "Love you, bye."

Sakura sucked on my clit hard as I hung up, and I moaned loudly in frustration, anger, and need, "What the fuckkkkkk, Sakura."

"Pussy ass bitch needs to stop calling," She said, pulling away from between my legs. I groaned, seeing as she wasn't going to finish me off.

"He's my boyfriend, of course he's going to call." I sigh out, my whole body vibrating with so many different sexual feelings. It was silent. I raised my head to see Sakura glaring at the wall. I frowned slightly, bringing my legs up as I pulled myself up with my elbows, "What-"

"You should leave." She said, cutting me off, "Seeing as he's going to be coming for you soon."

I frowned even more, sitting up fully until I was sitting on the bed, "I have an hour."

"Just enough time to shower, put on make up, and get ready." She replied, climbing off the bed and stretching.

She's pissing me off, "Or enough time for you to finish me off."

"Not today. Hurry up so you don't get caught." Was all her reply before walking out of the room.

X

Again, she wasn't texting me back. I sat through a whole movie cuddling with this stupid idiot, having to endure his every minute kiss on the cheek, and his hands always going between my unsatisfied vagina. And she still couldn't bother to text me back.

UGH!

When Sasuke finally dropped me off, I hopped right in my car. I wasn't going to take this shit from her any longer.

xxx

Sakura opened the door with a tired expression on. Her hair was frazzled, she only wore some shorts and a too small shirt, and she was rubbing her eyes. When she saw me though, her whole expression soured, "Oh. hey."

I frowned, "Hey, going to let me in?"

"Yeah sure." She said, backing up and holding the door open. I passed by her, but turned around as soon as I entered fully. She closed the door and turned around to face me, a blank expression on her face. I crossed my arms, frowning even more, "Why haven't you texted me back?"

"I didn't realize this was some type of relationship that required responsibility. I thought that it was sex and move on." That hurt, a lot, and I didn't have a reply for it. I just stared at her, my eyes wide. She brushed passed me, continuing to talk, "I mean, that's what this is, right?"

I turned around, watching her, "I don't remember ever saying that!"

"I guess your right," She said with a shrug, plopping on her couch as I walked into the living room, "It was just a silent agreement we made when we first met. We never spoke of it."

"A silent agreement that you made on your own!" I yelled, "I didn't put it on the table, I never agreed to it!"

"You just followed along." She replied dully.

"It was the only thing I could do without scaring you away!" I shot back.

She shook her head with a laugh, "Scare me away? Really? From you? See it's because of that we can't even think about becoming serious."

"What's that suppose to mean!" I ask in aggravation, "It's because of you we can't think about getting serious."

"Always thinking that I'm not serious about anything. That everything is just sex with me." She continued

"Always telling me to leave right after! Always having some other girls panties tossed around here!" I countered.

"Not paying attention when I'm really worried about you. Brushing me off when I try to offer to stay for a movie."

"You only offered because I was complaining! I didn't want your sympathy!"

"It wasn't sympathy, Ino!" She said, finally raising her voice now, "I actually want to make you happy! I hate when you're mad at me. But you take me as a joke!"

"I take you seriously! You hurt me every time you suggest me to leave right after!" I cry out, my eyes watering a bit, which it did every time I was really angry.

"I don't want to force you to choose me." She sighs out, standing up from the couch, "Which is why I tell you to leave. You don't need to get in trouble with the pussy ass boyfriend."

"And you only hold me when I cum, never when we are finished." I say, wiping my eyes furiously, sniffing.

She came towards me, grumbling, "I don't want to get rejected by you, so I never move past anything I'm not familiar with." She wiped my face with an annoyed look on her face, "Next time I'll hold you, alright?"

I just shook my head, "You only want me because I'm complaining."

Sakura groaned, "God, Ino. Shut that sympathy crap down. It isn't like that. And you know it."

"So. Are we serious now?" I mumble.

She wraps her arms around me, "As serious as you want to be."

"Which is very serious." I say, pushing her away. Annoyed that she's seen me crying over her, and aggravated that she's giving me sympathy, "I'm not easy to deal with."

"I know that." She says, a smile on her face when she caught herself from stumbling backwards.

"And I want to cuddle after have sex! I want you to kiss me any time you want, not just during our fuck sessions. And I want you to hold me like you hold me when I cum, I want it exactly the same."

She rolls her eyes at me, grinning as she walks her way back towards me, "Sure sure, alright."

I flip her off with a scowl, "Shut up."

But she only laughs, "So what about the boyfriend."

I shrug, sighing as she wraps her arms around me, "I'll deal with him later."

"Better be soon." She whispers, kissing down my neck, "I don't like to share."

X

And again, she's fucking me. And again, I'm moaning her name. I'm grabbing the sheets, I'm crying for her to make me cum. I'm arching my back as she calls me her whore. She's slapping me to annoy me. Smirking at me just to aggravate me. Pinching my clit just to tease me. God, she makes me furious.

My phone rings, but I don't answer. It's probably Sasuke, but I don't give a fuck. No reason to keep him around anymore.

"What a lame fucking song, babe." Sakura teases, bending down and nipping at my skin. I moan, "Shut up."

The phone 'bings' with a new voice mail.

Sakura rolls over and lets me ride her, tired of doing the work and not getting anything out of it. I grab my breast, bouncing up and down and biting my lip. I can feel her eyes on me, "You know I always liked watching you ride. You look so sexy."

I smile weakly, but keep going. She sits up and holds me, kissing at my neck.

As I came, she continued to hold me held me. When I was spent, she still held me as I collapsed into her arms then into the bed. And we cuddled, as corny as that sounds. And she kissed me occasionally, just to see me smile.

So I guess I'm happy with this.


I wanted it to be a bit more fun, but you know me, I love drama and romance. Hope you liked my version of it. I realized in the middle of writting that everyone who requests has a vague idea about how they think the story is going to play out to the song they suggested. So, that being said, it's easier for me to disappoint you rather than please you with my results. So, knowing that, I got nervous :p.

I guess the next I'm checking out is "I kissed a girl and I liked it." That's going to be a bit tough. But I did say this was a challenge. Let's see how I do.

Anymore suggestions/requests/challenges?

Shycadet loves. Out.