Iwanttobetheonlyhand

you ever need to hold

"Don't take this personally, Sakura, but you and the Teme have some, like, major sexual tension goin' on between the two of you."

I nearly choked on the piece of PB&J I was currently chewing. "Naruto!" I gasped, "you don't just say shit like that?"

"You don't?" Kiba questioned from his spot next to me on the grass outside. It was currently our lunch hour, and most of the team had decided to dine outdoors in the lovely heat. The only person still inside was Sasuke the Antisocial, as he was 'going over the plays'. Me and Kiba had left the rink snickering about how that was probably an anigram for 'masturbation'.

I rolled my eyes at the two dumbasses. It was thursday, the first week of my second month on this team. Things were going pretty well, as far as I was concerned. Me and Sas-gay had not had another clash for days now, unless you're counting yesterday when I accused him of stealing my ice skating dresses. I'm sure I've lost at least two since joining the Konoha Leaves.

"I always thought Sasuke was homosexual." Suigetsu, who had been easedropping on our conversation, commented.

I stared at his lunch. Was that a whole fish between two pieces of bread?

"Suigetsu, what the fuck are you eating?"

"Well he's clearly not homosexual, since he's got the hots for Sakura-chan." Naruto noted. The boy had even put his sandwich down to assume a thoughtful pose: index finger on chin, bottom lip slightly poking out.

My question went ignored.

Neji, who had somehow sat down rightnexttome (PERSONAL SPACE BITCH) decided to put in his opinion. "True. He checks out her ass when she's turned away from him during practice."

My God, did Suigetsu's fish-lunch just MOVE?

"Well, her ass is pretty spectacular." Kiba grinned, looking at me for approval. It was too bad that I was already immersed in gaping at Suigetsu's 'sandwich'.

OHMYGOD - IT JUST FLAPPED!

"Maybe he's attracted to Sakura because she is not attracted to him." Everyone (save for moi) turned to stare at my red-headed lover, Gaara, because he talked. And he normally does not do that. At least not with people.

"That's...a good theory, actually." Shikamaru sighed, staring up at the clouds. I could only imagine what a guy like him was thinking.

"Sigh...I hope mother makes grilled chicken butt for dinne tonight."

Nooo...that's not it.

Naruto scratched his head like the gorillas at the zoo. "That doesn't make sense. If Sakura didn't like him, wouldn't he get the hint?"

"What ever happened to the boys who opened doors for gals like me? Chivalry is so dead...sigh."

Somethin' tells me that's a no.

Shikamaru sighed at Naruto's incompitence. "No, dumbass. It's like this; Sasuke is used to girls liking him. Sakura does not like him. Therefore, she is a challenge, and Sasuke would never turn down a challenge."

"I hope this pineapple-shaped hairstyle doesn't make me look fat..."

Hehe...I bet that's what he thinks about.

"Hey...what's Sakura-chan giggling about?" Suigetsu whispered to Kiba.

"No idea...maybe she's high."

"High as a kite." I told the boys. Then I stood up and wiped the grass off of my spectacular ass. "Well boys, I'm going to go in and make sure batman didn't touch anymore of my figure skating dresses. Don't wait up."

I didn't stop to wave. I knew they were watching me walk away.

Fuck yeah. Swag.

Neji raised an eyebrow. "Did she hear of word of our conversation? And Kiba, you know you're drooling?"

"God, her ass really is spectacular."

([{I s h o w e r n a k e d}])

"Hey Sasuke," I grinned, sneaking up behind him as he cleared off the dry-erase board in the locker room.

"Wanna make a bet?" I smirked, plopping down on the bench next to him. "You smell like old socks."

"You smell like dog crap," He flicked a piece of hair off my forhead and I swatted his hand away.

"Bitch, who said you could touch me? I don't wann get your sexist pig germs!"

Sasuke rolled his eyes at me, which I found incredibly rude. "What's this you were saying about a bet?"

"Oh yeah!" I grinned, remembering my brilliant plan. "So I bet I can get you to say red. If I can, you have to tell me where you hid my figure skating dresses."

"Hn. I didn't take your dresses. And it's a bet."

"Fine. And you did." I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Hn."

"Hey Sasuke," I started, "What color is your hair?"

He blinked at me. "Black."

"HA! Told you I could get you to say black!"

"You said red."

"AND THAT'S HOW IT'S DONE BIATCH."

If I didn't know better, I'd say Sasuke was blushing. OHOHOHOHO. Me thinks Sasuke is sore loser.

"...you're a little freak."

I stuck my tongue out. "You're just jealous of my swag."

Sasuke dropped the skate he'd started lacing on his foot and slid a little closer to me on the bench. "Put that tongue away before I decide to do something with it." He whispered huskily.

Blink.

WTF?

"OH MY GOD DID SASUKE UCHIHA JUST TRY TO SEDUCE ME?" I gaped, not even remembering how much I hated that douchebag Sasuke.

Said douchebag raised an eyebrow. "Depends. Are you seduced yet?"

"NO!" I shouted, crossing my arms into an X and sliding to the edge of the bench. "Go away! I'm a virgin."

"Shocker." Sasuke drawled.

I was about to respond to this with something incredibly witty when I realized something. "Hey...don't you eat lunch?"

Sasuke grunted. "I had a hot dog."

"Oh. I had a PB&J sandwhich."

"You are what you eat, you know."

"Oh. I don't remember eating a bowl of sexiness..." I pondered, adopting Naruto's 'thinking position'.

From the other sid eof the bench, Sasuke released a strangled sound that sounded like it came from the middle of his throat.

HOLY GUACAMOLY, was that a LAUGH?

I gaucked at him. "Did you just laugh?"

Sasuke glared at me coolly. "No."

"You totally did!" Oh my God! Wait until I tell Ino! I, Sakura Haruno, actually made Sasuke the Psycho laugh! It's a miracle! Weeeee!

I hopped off of the bench and started jumping up and down in victory. If I could make Sasuke Uchiha laugh, then maybe I can also cure world hunger! And find a cure for cancer!

"Anything is possible!" I jumped and did a spin in mid-air.

Sasuke, who had finally given up on lacing his skates and was now walking around in tube socks, shook his head at me. "You are such a spaz."

I stopped jumping and turned to grin at him. "But you love me."

"Hn."

I plopped down on Sasuke's lap and kissed him laughly on the cheek. "I'll take that as an 'oh yes, Sakura-sama'."

Sasuke brought a hand to the stop on his cheek that I kissed and stared at me with wide eyes. Something about his expression shook me out of my happy daze, because the next second I was jumping out of his lap and pressing my back against the farthest wall from the bench.

Sasuke's incredulous look slowly morphed into his trademark smirk. "I knew you couldn't resist me, Haruno." He stood up and stuck a hand in his pocket, sauntering towards me like a lion would it's next meal.

Yeah, I'm not scared shitless.

"Stay on your side of the locker room, Uchiha." I warned him. I don't wanna sound too cocky, but I've totally smacked a ho in my day. And taken a couple of women's self defense classes with Ino. Great for burning calories, seriously. Who knew beating the shit out of some guy could work up a healthy sweat?

"And if I don't want to?" Despite my warning, Sasuke only stopped walking when the tips of our socked feet were touching. To avoid eye contact, I kept my eyes on them. My socks were blue and had little white bunnies on them. Well, at least one of them did. The other was hot pink with 'SEXY BEAST' printed over and over on it in black.

So matching socks weren't my top priority? Shoot me!

Sasuke's socks, on the other hand, were both pitch black. Our feet looked so odd together. Mine, small and colorful, and his, dark and void. But in a way, I guess my socks could be loud enough for the both of us.

"Huh." I said softly. Sasuke's breathing was hot on my neck, he reached out and placed a hand on the wall next to my head.

"Sakura."

"Yeah?"

"Look up."

I did. Sasuke's eyes were just as dark as his socks. A second later, his lips were warm on the shell of my ear.

"Sasuke?" I squeked. Oh gosh, could I get hearing aids from this?

"Haruno...I just want you to know..."

I am so not hanging on his every word. Pfft.

"Yeah?" I urged, tilting my chin up even more.

"...that it's a little sad how easily you gave into me." Sasuke pulled away grinned and sauntered back towards the bench without so much of a 'how do you do'.

AW HELL NO.

Sakura cannot let spikey haired asshole get away with that.

Correct. She cannot.

"Sasuke!" I called, jogging towards him as he finished lacing up his skates and headed for the locker room exit.

He gave me a crooked smile. "Hn?"

Smug asshole. "I wanna show you something..." I said shyly, pulling him behind a row of lockers.

"I'm watching." He leaned against the lockers and crossed his arms, comfty as could be. I would so like to murder him. But it'd be too easy to track...I'd need alot more planning if I was going to kill him.

This is when the devious mind of Sakura normally pops out something that'll make my enemies cringe. The only thing I was getting, however, was making me cringe.

No.

C'mon. It's genius!

No.

Fine. Stand there like an idiot.

OH COME ON!

Do ittttt...

Dammit. Fine. I've been left with no choice. Forgive me, feminism movement!

I pulled the scunchy out of my hair and shook it out. "So, Sasuke," I whispered his name breathily, trailing my index finger down the bastard's chest as I did so, "I have a crush on a certain someone."

"That so?" Sasuke's smirk couldn't possibly get any wider. His face would break in half.

I smiled cowly and looking up at him through my lashes. "But this certain someone has been ga-rating" - on this note, I pushed our hips together oh-so-subtly - "on my last nerve, and I'm not sure what to do about it."

I'll admit, I was afraid he wouldn't take the bait. But Sasuke did not disappoint. He grabbed me roughly by the hips and turned up so that I was the one pushed against the lockers and he was caging me in.

"Here's an idea," he started huskily, "stop pretending and tell him how you really feel."

A soft thump followed his statement. Several more followed it. I looked down and realized Sasuke was stripping off his padding and knocking off his skates. Underneath, he wore nothing but a simple navy t-shirt and athletic shorts.

I could feel his body heat all the way through my underarmor and long sleeve top. Was it just me, or was Sasuke moving closer? Wasn't I supposed to be in control of this?

"Sakura..." Sasuke tugged at my shirt.

"Wait-" I said. But it was too late, he'd already gotten the t-shirt over my head and off. Sasuke's hands slid under my underarmor, warm against my skin. I gulped. This was not going as planned.

I tried to push his mouth away from my neck. "Sasuke, seriously - I was just trying to mess with you. Stop."

Sasuke took a long intake of breath, and finally pulled his head back to look me in the eye. His hands were still on my skin, eyes clouded with what I could only assume was lust, and there wasn't one part of his body that wasn't pressed against mine.

"You are such a fucking tease."

"What?"

And then Sasuke Uchiha kissed me. Hard. I felt my head slam into the row of lockers I was pressed against, Sasuke's hands roughly yanked the underarmor over my head. He slipped his tongue into my mouth, hand on my jaw to keep me from biting him, and used his other hand to hold my arms above my head.

After about two minutes, he finally came up for air. His eyes traveled the length of my body. "Who knew you actually had something to show under there, Haruno?" He chuckled.

I was breathing way to heavy and way too shocked to reply.

Sasuke kissed me again, but this time his hands cupped my face and held me to him.

Enjoying yourself?

Yaaa...I MEAN NO. HELP.

Pfft.

I finally found the strength to push away from Sasuke's chest. He stumbled away, shocked by my strength.

"Don't. Touch. Me." I panted, throwing back on my clothes (and what was left of my dignity).

Sasuke make a noise in the back of his throat that I'm almost positive was a growl. "You started it."

"You crossed a line."

"Who said there was a line?"

We held eachother's gaze, at a standoff. Neither of us was going to look away, that much was clear.

Sasuke cracked a smirk. "Why don't you just admit you want me in bed, Haruno."

"Oh, I want you in a bed alright. But only if there's a dagger sticking out of your heart while you're lying in it."

"Kinky."

"I hate you." I ground out, walking towards the locker room exit.

"Haruno," I wasn't surprised when Sasuke blocked me from leaving. "Wanna know something?"

Oh gosh, his voice was going all husky again. Not that it fazed me. "Humor me."

He placed a hand low on my hip and bend down so that I would hear him whisper. "I seriously couldn't stop kissing you for an hour. Fuck breathing."

Well, shit. That had to be the hottest thing anyone had ever said to be. Why did Sasuke Uchiha have to be the one to say it?

"That does not turn me on, Uchiha."

Smirk. "Sure it doesn't. By the time this month is over, Haruno, I'll have you hanging on my every word."

"Oh, Sasuke," I said condescendingly, "if you want my dick then just ask, sweetie."

Sasuke chuckled, which I could feel builing in his chest. "Joke all you want, Haruno. But you're falling in love with me."

"Why do you have to be so cocky?"

"Why do you have to be such a tease?"

"I am not a tease."

He pulled back to look me in the face. Or the boob. "Aren't you though? One month, Haruno, you'll want me so bad I'll have to fight you off with a stick."

"Keep. Dreaming." And I stepped past him to the locker room exit doors.

"See ya, Haruno." Sasuke muttered, going to retrieve his pads.

I stopped with my hand on the handle. "Oh, and Uchiha?"

"Hn?"

"I don't care how long you could kiss me for. If you ever grab me like that again I will castrate you."

"Hn." I could hear the smirk in his voice.

Asshole. I was so going to win this bet and make him pay.

.SHARK. BAIT.

HOO HA HA

"You seem frustrated." Gaara noted, watching me toss puck after puck into the goal with increasing irritation. I was imagining hitting Sasuke Uchiha's smirking face.

"SHUTTUP GAARA!" I screamed, throwing my whole body into the last hit. It went soaring into the net, falling onto the ground between the posts like the eighteen pucks before it.

Gaara raised an eyebrow. "Well,"

"Well what?" I panted, trying to catch my breath.

"I'd say you're about ready to take on Sasuke Uchiha."

Me and Gaara locked eyes.

The game was so on. Uchiha had no idea what was about to hit him.

"Perfect."

SWAG

Sooooo I lied :/

This is not the last chapter.

BUTBUTBUT! It was a smutty chapter, so me thinks that makes up for it :D