A/N: To clear a few things up for my readers since they asked in reviews. 1. Madara and Zetsu are still alive 2. the war is still going on, hence the reason for her need to spy. And yes the reason why he blind folded her is so that he didn't have to see that eye color. What color does he want to see my dear readers? It's an easy guess. Sasuke has no idea it's Sakura… yet.

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Warning: Sexual themes will be strong in this story, you have been warned.

Chapter 3: Excuse me?

After talking to Madame, Sakura made her way back to her room as it was already the twilight hour. She rubbed her scalp gently, the extensions she put into her hair to make it appear longer hurt. Just as she was about to pull the clippings off, she noted a dark shadow lounging comfortably in the corner. Sakura's heart jumped, it was him. The intense dark gaze made her quiver all over in excitement. Why? Why did he still make her feel that way? She should be done… over with him. Taking in a small shaky breath, she decided to speak.

"Why are you here?"

Politely.. politely… remember this is someone who could go psycho in five seconds.

Sakura awaited his answer that came in the form of his trademark, "Hn."

Same old Sasuke.

"Please leave my room." She pushed the door that was still ajar open. It was late, she was tired, and she had a report to file on him to send back to the Shinobi Alliance. Sakura could not play whore at this moment and time or risk blowing her cover by losing her temper.

He picked up a duffel bag and his katana that was lying across his lap and stood.

"I'll be staying here for now."

"Excuse me?" Sakura blinked, astonished. No way in hell would he be staying in her room!

"I will not repeat myself." Sasuke tossed the duffel bag onto the bed and started to take things out.

Smug Uchiha bastard! Cursing in her head many different languages he paid her no heed.

Sakura watched as his muscles rippled under his open shirt and those wash board abs… stop stop stop! Sakura gently slapped her cheeks. The gods must hate her.

Clearing her throat, "Sir, I'm sure you can find an extra room as a boarder in this establishment."

"I already talked to the Matron here and paid in full."

Madame forgot to mention that small detail.

"Why me?" She resisted to stamp her foot in a childish rage.

"I don't have to explain myself to you." He stated while opening drawers and stuffing his clothing inside.

The contacts were starting to make her eyes burn, so she rubbed them.

Giving up she flopped onto the bed, "Fine, whatever." Turning on her side she closed her eyes.

"I'm not done with you yet." A strong hand gripped her arm and turned her onto her back.

The blind fold came again. Why did he have to blindfold her? Confused, she bit her lip. Sakura gasped as she felt her clothes being removed. Reaching out blindly she found his muscular smooth pectorals and gently pushed against him. Sasuke growled in her ear.

"Do you find me repulsive?" He didn't stop stripping her, hooking his fingers over her panties and dragging them down.

"N-no." She shuddered as his lean fingers ghosted over her mound to swirl around her navel.

"Then why resist me?" If she could see Sasuke through the veil, he would have been frowning.

"We are going to fast." She supplied.

A pause before a male bark of laughter. The hammering in her heart melted a bit at his timber chuckle.

"You live in a whore house."

"True, but I'm still in training."

Sasuke snorted before realizing something, "You're a virgin aren't you?"

Sakura's cheeks were set aflame by embarrassment, thankfully it was too dark to see in the room.

The moon was covered over by clouds.

"Answer me." Sasuke demanded as he ran his lips over the swan neck down to her bare chest. The scent of this woman was intoxicating, much like his Sakura.

"I am." She squeaked out.

Chuckling, he smirked, "We are going to have some fun, Sakura."

She stilled once more at her name. Was her cover already blown? No, if it was he'd want to kill her… right?

The pink haired girl heard some rustling, before the hot male body joined her again.

His large hand incased her own and placed it over his privates.

"Touch me."

Nervously she obeyed, marveling at how the skin felt under her grip. He groaned as she started pumping him slowly up and down. Sasuke was getting breathless, as was she. Sakura cried out as she felt his hot wet tongue encase a nipple; nipping, sucking, and swirling. Still pumping, she noticed a warm sticky fluid running down over her fingers. He was close to climax. Upping her pace and alternating between hard and soft made him chant a word.

"Sakura, Sakura, Sakura," He said shaky as he neared orgasm.

Reaching up, she wanted to see his face as he came. Lifting the black cloth up enough to sneak a look, she found him with his eyes closed and face twisted in pleasure. Calling out her name a final time, his hips started to move uncontrollably as white hot semen came spurting out of his tip and onto her stomach. Quickly putting the cloth back down, she panted softly.

"Sir, may I ask your name?"

"Do whores always ask the names of those they service."

Ooh, sting.

She forced back unshed tears.

"I am not a whore, I am-" A kunoichi. Sakura Haruno. Tsunade's apprentice. One of the most beautiful women in the world.

"What?" His snarky reply came and he waited.

She turned her head away, wanting him to disappear in that moment.

She felt something soft wiping off her stomach. A tissue. How gentlemanly.

Laying a flat palm on her stomach he slid down over her mound and played with her slit.

"You are so wet… Sakura." He whispered in her ear.

"Sa..Sas-"

End Chapter.

A/N: I love keeping my readers hanging!