Chapter 2: Sakura is unaware that she has a Peeping Tom. . .


The handsome raven-haired man sat in a tree outside Sakura's apartment, fixated on the gorgeous girl sleeping not but five or six feet from him. Sasuke was very good at hiding his chakra, so there's no way his cherry blossom could sense him, even in this close vicinity. He wished he could open the window and crawl through the room, and right into her bed. 'That would be quite the fantasy,' he thought. Sasuke paid attention now that the object of his hidden affections stirred. She reached over to shut off that annoying alarm clock. 'If I were in there, this alarm clock would be no more. We'd lie in bed together all day, wrapped in those ivory sheets.' Sakura rolled onto her back, her tight pajama top giving Sasuke a nice view. He practically salivated at the sight of all the bare skin this scant top showed. Sakura caressed her beautiful porcelain cheek with her gentle hand and sat up. Then she stretched, which Sasuke watched closely. This was his favorite part. She put on a show just for him. He admired her flexibility. She began to sit up. She looked to be contemplating something. Sakura then jolted in her bed, sending her crashing to the floor. Sasuke sweat-dropped.

Sasuke did not miss the tight and revealing boyshorts that matched her top. There she was, an absolutely gorgeous kunoichi and the object of his newfound affections. She was just splayed on the floor in such an enticing position. He stared at her so intensely that he could've sworn she shivered just by his gaze. 'I could scoop her up right now and. . .' He noticed her walking towards the window and backed further into the branches of the tree outside her bedroom window, afraid she might have noticed him or will see him any second. His life as he knew it would be over if she found him stalking her. 'Stalking. Wow. That's what I'm doing, isn't it?' Sasuke quickly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Sakura had simply grabbed her cell phone from the nightstand in front of the window. 'Who'd be calling her this early in the morning?'

After seeing the irritated look on her face, he knew it had to be Dobe. He watched her get ready for the day while talking with Naruto. But Sakura stopped in her tracks. She stood still, which was uncharacteristic for the girl. Obviously, Naruto dropped a bombshell. Then he saw something that totally made his day. In her little bare outfit, Sakura jumped up and down, then did this quirky but unexpectedly sexy dance in the middle of her bedroom. Her hips swayed in an unimaginable rhythm, and Sasuke wished he could be wrapped around her right now. He wanted to make her move rhythmically. Sasuke had to tilt his head back to stop a nosebleed at the combination of this view and his dirty thoughts.

By the time Sasuke's nose stopped bleeding, Sakura was running down her hallway. Sasuke jumped to another branch to look through a smaller window. He saw her trip on the hallway rug. Typical Sakura. Another sweat-drop. Sasuke knew she must be going to the kitchen. He jumped to the tree on the other side of her bedroom to her balcony, in the back. There, through the glass door with ivory and blue curtains, he saw another amazing sight. Sakura was bent over the kitchen island, with her barely clothed rear in full view of his swirling red eyes. Sakura's rear end wasn't the only thing accidentally raised in the air, so Sasuke thought it would be best to return to the Uchiha mansion and prepare himself for morning practice. First thing, a cold shower. . .