Thanks life, but I'm not in the mood for lemons right now…

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Chapter 4


My feet instantly froze to the ground, and my mouth popped open in a very unladylike gape. I know, I know, not my most attractive look, but, honestly, why can't I be more dignified in a situation like this? Oh right, I know, maybe because up until a month ago, I hadn't had to deal with shit like this.

My brain went into sudden overdrive, franticly searching for the best possible escape route. Inner-Sakura was going between nervously suggesting that maybe he wouldn't remember who I was, and drooling over how much better he looks in the daylight. Psh, a lot of help she is. But, it was a valid point. (About remembering me, not about how drop-dead-gorgeous he still looked!) Ahem. It was one night, weeks ago, for a moment that didn't last more than two minutes. And it was dark in that club! Right! So, really, no need to freak out. Just, keep on walking by like nothing ever happened.

I smoothly began making my way around the dancing throng, trying to look anywhere but at him, and trying, trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. But for Kami's sake I have goddamn pink hair. Who's gonna forget a chick with pink hair?

All the while Inner-Sakura helpfully counted down the distance inch by inch until I finally made it past him. Once past, both Inner and myself gave a collective sigh of relief and I finally began to relax again as I started into the crowd. Inner began doing a little happy dance of victory, and I gave a small smile of relief. Now that my mini panic attack was over, all I had to do was make sure I avoided him for the remainder of my time at this party. Riiight, I'm sure it'll be absolutely no problem whatsoever. Yeah, of course, no problem. Sigh. So I started making my way in hopes of finding Ino somewhere in this mass of people.

I think I made it no more than two feet before I was unceremoniously grabbed from behind and pulled through the crowd in a completely different direction. Excuse me, how rude. I do not take well to being manhandled. I seriously think I would have fallen on my ass had the person dragging me not had such a firm grip on my upper arm.

Speaking of which, I stared at said hand holding me, moving my eyes upward until I was looking up at the back of said hand owner's head. One with ridiculously long black hair neatly tied at the nape of said owner's neck.

Well hell.

I'll take it then that he didn't forget.

I could feel my face redden in a deep blush. Where the hell was he taking me anyway?

Maybe another dark corner where he can snog you senseless again? Inner-Sakura cackled madly. I blushed again. Uhg, I hardly knew this guy (if you could even call it knowing. Tch, I don't even know his name for Kami's sake!) And he was doing a fine job of throwing my nerves into mayhem. It was becoming damn irritating.

I looked up, and found that somehow we had made it to a deserted part of the house, and I'm not altogether sure how we got there. Why the hell wasn't I paying attention? I huffed in frustration and then promptly smacked into 'mysteriously-hot-and-sexy-mans' back, since he suddenly stopped walking. I groaned and rubbed my now sore nose.

Thankfully I regained enough of my senses to wrench my arm out of said mans ridiculously strong grasp. What was it with this guy and completely pushing me around? Excuse me, but I think not. I frowned at him while holding my aching arm to myself protectively. Obviously this guy is one to be careful around. I watched him warily as he finally turned his gaze upon me.

He eyed me for what seriously felt like five minutes. It was starting to get damn unnerving too. I crossed my arms over my chest and raised an eyebrow.

Finally I gave up on our stare down with a huff. "Fine, what do you want?" I snapped.

He arched an eyebrow, and gave a low chuckle. "Impatient are we?"

"Well excuse me, but if you haven't noticed, there is a party going on, and I would very much like to get back to it." I replied smartly.

"Hmm, there is indeed." He hummed thoughtfully.

Was there a screw loose in this guy's head or something?

I opened my mouth to give a reply, but before I could say anything, he interjected by saying thoughtfully, "You never called."

He gave a smug look my direction, that made it rather obvious he thought he was Kami's gift to all womankind, and I must be insane to not have called.

I stared, stunned, at him.

Did he just say, what I seriously think he just said?

No, Freakin'. Way.

I opened and closed my mouth, trying to find a response to his statement, and probably doing a damn good impression of a fish out of water. Uhg this guy is irritating me at how completely arrogant he is! What is it about this man that makes me want to stomp my foot like a little four year old? Thankfully, I refrained from any such actions.

"Uh, hello. I don't even know you, or your name, for that matter. So why the hell would I call you?"

"And, it matters to you what my name is?" He asked, seemingly amused at my reactions.

My blood was beginning to boil. I gave a deadpan expression. "Of course it does. Sorry to break this to you, but I am not some tramp who likes to go around making out with complete strangers." I ground out. His eyes flashed.

"Ah, I'm terribly sorry, I was under the distinct impression that you had enjoyed that kiss, with how you were moaning and fully reciprocating." He said darkly, his gaze turning dangerous. My eyes widened in surprise, and I felt a blush spread across my cheeks.

"Ah, uhm…well…" The voice died in my throat as he began slowly stalking towards me.

I swallowed dryly. Every step he made forward, I scurried backwards.

What. The. Hell.

Oh Kami.

What the hell have I gotten myself into?

I moved backwards as far as I could , but my back hit the wall. I looked to the side for an exit, but before I could even manage another step, his hands slammed into the wall on either side of me.

I flinched in shock, staring up at the man that had me caged in.

His gaze was smoldering as he brought his face within inches of mine. His nose nearly brushing against mine.

His lips ghosted over the shell of my ear, whispering huskily, "My name is Itachi."

And before I could even process what he had said, his lips were on mine. Making me gasp in surprise. He took advantage of this, slipping his tongue inside, battling mine for dominance.

I futilely tried to push him away, but the smoldering heat of his body against mine, and his searing kiss, were reducing me to a complete pile of mush. Uhg, I cannot believe that this is happening again.

I was quickly becoming weak in the knees, so without thinking, I wrapped my arms tightly around his neck, fisting my fingers in his long, silky mane. All thoughts of resistance were quickly draining from my mind.

He knew he had won this battle, as he smirked against my lips. He pulled away, giving me a distinctly satisfied smile as he quickly latched onto the sensitive pulse under my jaw. I moaned in pleasure, eyes fluttering closed, his hands going to my hips, and pulling me flush against his ridiculously hard body.

What was it about this man that completely unwound all of my resolve?

This seriously wasn't fair.

Finally, he pulled away, looking far too much like the cat that caught the mouse. And I was so not in the mood to think about how true that statement was, and what that meant for me.

I knew I should probably push him away right now, but my mind was still too fogged with lust to do much of anything. I frowned up at him, trying not to be distracted by his remarkably dark eyes.

"You know, that wasn't exactly what I had meant. Just knowing your name doesn't constitute for actually knowing you." I breathed out, unable to put much heat into my rebuttal.

He smirked in amusement. "You are unsatisfied with my attentions?"

I blushed and let loose a frustrated growl. "..No…well, yes…Urhg. You see, I'm flattered by your, uhm, attentions, but it's a bit, uh no, it's very irritating, having some random man I don't even know, chasing me around town, hell-bent on making out with me!" I finished, slightly out of breath.

He gave a low rumbling chuckle. "Is that so?"

God this was embarrassing.

"Er, yes…"

He looked deep in thought before he mumbled huskily, "I suppose I should have you get to know me better then, shouldn't I?"

My breath hitched in my throat, and I stared stunned at him, but the sudden sound of footsteps interrupted my response.

"A-aniki?" "Sakura?" We both froze at the sound of that voice.

Oh. Shit.

No way this is seriously happening, right?

I felt as though the world was crumbling beneath my feet.

Because standing not ten feet away, was Sasuke.


A/N Le Gasp! An update within a reasonable time-frame? What? Ha! So anyway, I decided to make shorter chapters, so I could update faster. Happy? Good. But I really do appreciate all the reviews and support, you guys 'light my fire'. And shout-out to zenbon zakura who's idea I kinda stole and morphed for this chapter. :D

AND this brought me to an idea. If you guys have any hijinks or ideas you'd like to see in the story, let me know! If it fits well enough into my rough outline, I may write it in.

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