I only want to keep this story at a balance. I want to make not too fast and not too slow. I want to make it in-between and dramatic.
It was bright and sunny as one of the rays shined on Sasuke. He slowly opened his eyes as he sat up on his bed.
Was it just a dream, he wondered.
He got up, going to the shower. The mist covered his body as he thought about what happened last night. The water was dripping down from his chin as he frowned.
Is Sakura back, he wondered.
He finished showering as Sakura came in, with his bathrobe. She had on her purple color contacts and she was dressed up in her maid clothes.
"Breakfast is cooking downstairs," she said.
He put it on, as he came out of the shower. He just glanced at her as she just stood quiet.
"Sakura, are you alive," he asked.
He still remembers, she gasped.
"Master, I'm just your maid and nothing else," she replied.
She is alive, he thought.
She was ready to come out of his room, when he suddenly grabbed her arm. He held her close to him as he came to her ear. He couldn't resist.
"Do you know how long I have been waiting for you," he asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about," she denied.
He just secretly smirked as he brought his face closer to hers.
"Onegai, Sasuke-san," she said, as she felt his mouth on her neck.
She gripped her fingers in his shoulders, feeling his tongue slide all the way up to her chin.
"We shouldn't do this," she moaned.
"But you're my girlfriend," he said, when he stopped.
"No, I'm just your maid," she said. "Your wife is yours, but I just serve you. Gomen, but I have to check on your breakfast."
She left him alone in his room as his eyes lowered in pain. Then he came downstairs, seeing his breakfast on a table and his book was placed there.
"Have a good breakfast," she said, smiling a bit.
She went to the kitchen as Sasuke sat down on his chair. He stared at his breakfast, which looked really delicious. There was tea, one dumpling, and a small bowl of salad. The phone rang as she came to pick it up.
"Uchiha Residence," she greeted.
"Can I speak to Sasuke," Ino asked, sounding calm.
Ino, she gasped.
She handed the phone to Sasuke, who didn't even eat his breakfast.
"Hello," he greeted.
"Damn you, Sasuke," she hollered. "How dare you marry Rose, instead of another girl?! I have half a mind to come over and beat the hell out of you!"
"Why are you so mad," he asked.
"I hate that Rose girl so much," she growled. "If you want to know, she has been married to rich men and kills them, after she gets their money."
"Na desu ka," he hollered, which got Sakura worried.
"You heard me," she said. "If you marry her, then you will regret doing that."
"I have to marry Rose anyway," he said. "Or else all of my fortune would be gone."
"Baka," she hollered. "You are a baka and dobe!"
She panted hard as Sasuke heard somebody else coming on the phone.
"This is Shikamaru," Shikamaru greeted.
"Sasuke, do you think I'm making a huge mistake," he asked, even though he knew the answer himself.
"Yes, I think you are," he replied.
Sasuke just hung up as Sakura just turned around. She tried to make it look like she didn't hear anything.
"Sakura, come here," he said.
"I'm not Sakura," she denied.
"It's too late for that," he said. "I just need you to take the rest of the day off."
"But, I…," she was cut off by his hand touching her face.
"I just want to spend some time with you," he said.
"But, Rose…"
"Don't worry about that," he said, carrying her.
"But, your breakfast is getting cold," she stuttered.
He dropped her on his sofa as he brought the bowl of salad and dumpling on top. He came on top of her with a mouth between his dumplings.
"Master," she said.
He had just eaten his dumpling as he licked her cheek.
"Just call me Sasuke," he said.
She felt his hands on her waist.
"Do you know how irresistible you are," he asked, kissing her neck.
"I don't…think…we should…be doing…this," she moaned.
He just ignored what she ha just said.
"I'm going to show you mixed feelings of lust and love," he said.
"S-stop," she gasped.
"Not yet," he said.
She gently pushed him off, which made him stop.
"I really don't want to do this," she said, sitting up.
"Why not," he asked.
"I just don't," she said.
She wanted him to kiss her, but she felt guilty, since Rose was going to be his wife.
"Remember when we dated each other," he asked, coming on top of her.
"H-hai," she stuttered.
He came in the middle of her legs as he pressed his body against hers.
"Do you remember the night we spent together," he asked.
"That was a mistake that time," she said, blushing.
"It wasn't that bad," he said.
She felt him sliding his hand down to her left side of her hip.
"That was the night you nearly tried to rape me," she said.
"It was a mistake," he said. "But I know that you liked it."
"It was sort of fun," she said.
He just smirked as she tangled her fingers in his hair.
"I don't want to do that again," she said, feeling his hand slightly pressing down on one of her concealed breasts.
"I'll be gentler," he said.
"You were not gentle when we were 19," she reminded.
He got up as she sat up. He just stopped only to tempt her into wanting him.
"You already lost your virginity to me," he said. "Besides we have each other inside of us."
She blushed as he grinned evilly.
"If you're going to live here, you better watch your steps," he said, licking his lips.
She just got up, picking up his cold breakfast and going to the kitchen.
"Remember that you have the rest of the day off," he said, as he went outside.
She nodded as she went to finish up her chores, so that she could finally take the rest of the day off.
I'm such a pervert. I don't know why I have that kind of thing in me. Anyway, remember that you could either favorite or review this story. Alerts are fine too.
