Ohmygosh. I hate exam month. like, for real.

Anyways, This chapter was inspired by "VERSAEMERGE" and their cover of 'Toxic'. Go check it out!

Me no own Naruto. No suing porfavor.

On with the story!


Sakura was panicking. She could not- would not, sing. Aaahfkerjfbdewlsa!.

Just no.

Sasuke just continued to watch her smugly. Pft, that jerk. She was a dancer, not a singer! She didn't have the confidence to sing in front of people. Hell, least of all in front of him. The only reason this even transpired was because she had lost herself in his voice. She hadn't noticed. Don't be misguided; she was the last person to be shy (That was reserved for ickle Hina-chan). But singing? She wasn't lying when she said no one had ever heard her sing. Well, until now that is. There was just NO way she could do this.

She was pulled from her inner - that was currently tending to the gasket that had been blown - as she felt a hand on her chin, directing her gaze to the eyes of a certain smooth talking, conniving, boy with black eyes and a voice that would be the death of her. Any guesses?

"Are you saying that you can't handle it Sa-ku-ra?" Emerald eyes transformed from being panic stricken to a fierce glare. Sasuke's taunting smirk increased ten fold as he leaned towards her ear. "Or are you scared?"

Sakura sat up with so much force that the Uchiha found himself trying to regain his balance.

Sakura scoffed. "Scared? Me? Fuck no. I'm a dancer, not a singer!"

"Tch. Could've fooled me." Wait what? Had he just insulted her while managing to compliment her at the same time? How the hell did that work?

Sasuke had to restrain himself from mocking her confused face. He wasn't one to ask politely, nor ask at all for that matter. Sasuke challenged you until you accepted. Reverse psychology. Hah. And he just knew little sakura couldn't resist a challenge, especially if it meant proving him wrong.

"Its alright, I get it. You can't handle your insecurities." Said the Uchiha as he intentionally brushed passed her. Sakura saw red as she forcefully grabbed him
by the shoulder effectively yanking him back and getting her all up in personal space.

"Oh, Uchiha I dare you to say that again." She spat out, full out glaring as if she could cremate him with her eyes.

"You. Cant. Handle. It." He got closer. "Or me."

That disturbingly sweet smile was plastered on her face once again, as her laugh tinkered in the air before it disappeared completely along with her smile, leaving a dead serious, almost blank look on her face (Psychopaaaath). Sasuke was pulled from his thoughts as he found the pinkett pressed up against him. Her lips grazing his ear as she delivered her threat.

"Oh, I assure you… Sasuke-kun. I can handle you just~ fine." Sasuke suppressed a shiver as her lips moved against his ear with each syllable she pronounced. "You have no Idea what you've just started."

The she pulled back as if she'd received a third degree burn. "Here. Tomorrow. 3 O'clock. We perform at 'Deadly intentions'. Have our song ready." And with that Sasuke was left to revel in his success as the pinkett strut out the room.

Sasuke just smirked. He always got his way.

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"Ino I'm freaking out! I can't do it. I don't even know why I agreed to it! He's just- AAHGRF- I can't even- Inooooo" Sakura whined on her friends arm as they sat on one of the plush sofas in their dorms common room. Ino knew about Sakura's singing insecurity, which was the reason she was so intrigued and shocked as to why she agreed to sing with the Uchiha in the first place. Tsunade had tried to push Sakura into music just as much as dance, but the pinkett fought tooth and nail against it. Of course, she had one of the strongest personalities she'd ever seen, and was as stubborn as a mule. But one of her biggest fear? Singing in front of an audience? Ino was now thoroughly intrigued but continued to console her distraught best friend.

"Listen forehead. I've heard you sing- Don't look at me like that! We're roommates, of course I hear you in the shower. Anyways, I don't know what you're wailing about. You have an amazing voice, and honestly I'm jealous and a little annoyed. Nothing pisses me off more than a person that has the talent but doesn't know how to, or just wont" Icy blue eyes glared at emerald. "Use it."

"So I say suck it up, and show Tsunade, show that Uchiha, heck, show everyone that your not just Sakura Haruno, breathtakingly beautiful dancer, one and only apprentice of the great Tsunade. But Sakura Haruno, the double fret. Amazing singer and world-class dancer." Ino's eyes took in Sakura's stilldistressed expression. "Forehead, If you get nervous, just do what you do best." She flashed Sakura her winning smile. "Dance."

Finding confidence in her best friends sincere words, Sakura allowed a small smile to cross her face. "Thanks pig."

Hiss."Bill-board brow."

Ah, Ino. She would never change.
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Tenten was speechless. Who knew Naru-tard could dance? Huh. She looked to her left to see Ino with a so un-Ino-like expression of 'What the fuck just happened' on her face and Sakura was smiling up at the two like an imbecile. Tch.

"Ohmygodguys!" Hinata twiddled her fingers and blushed as Naruto wrapped his arm around her shoulders, grinning his signature grin.

"I told you Sakura-chan! But you didn't believe meee" He feigned hurt. "Now you'll just have to try and contain your jealousy from the wings while I dance with Hinata-chan at your show case instead. Dattebayo!" Sakura just rolled her eyes at him.

"Like she'd want to be punished like that." Mumbled tenten. "What was that mosquito tits? " Screeched Naruto. "My boobs are NOT mosquito bites, you bitch!" Ino scoffed (aggressively defensive much?). Naruto clicked his fingers in a very feminine 'oh no she didn't' way. "Oh please." "You got something to say porker?" "Excuuu-"

Sakura decided to ignore her friends and their 3 way bitch fight and opted to reassure Hinata. "You guys are gonna do great tomorrow Hinata-chan, I'm serious." Hinata smiled up at her friend. " And you guys are so KAWAIII, I would cop a feel if I were you Hinata-chan." aaand then she was back to blushing. Sakura couldn't help but laugh at her adorable friend.

"Girls, girls!" The two fighting banshees spared the blond a glance, Tenten mid punch (Go hard or go home bitch!), Ino mid scratch/claw attack (God this girl was definitely a cat in her passed life).

"Make LOVE~ not war." And Naruto was promptly punched in the stomach and kneed in the groin. Pervert.

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It had taken him two and a half hours to comb out his hair after the stunt that bitch pulled. Its alright though, He had already discussed his revenge with Ino. Lets just say, Tenten's gonna look a lil more feminine pretty soon. Hn. Out of all the beautiful girls in that damned building, he was stuck with the psychotic tomboy with serious, serious issues.

They were currently making their way to main auditorium to watch Naruto (idiot.) And the girls perform in the fall showcase. It was a pretty serious event around here; Neji just never really had a reason to go. To be honest, he was a little curious as to how Tenten, the fiercest girl he'd ever met, would be able to dance delicately. He was hoping she would fail miserably. That would serve as enough to entertain him for the rest of the night. Smirk.

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Tch, Sasuke really didn't want to be here. Said boy was now seated with the rest of his band members (minus one dobe) and decided to sulk the entire night away. How could he have been so stupid? "Dude, let it go. Your emo bitching is pissing me off. I came here to watch that imbecile fail-" "And to stare at Ino" "-Not to watch you mope about the fact that you cant control yourself around your hot as fuck partner."

Sasuke merely responded to Kiba with a glare and a flip of his middle finger. He just had to remind him of what went down three days ago.

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Flashback:

Sasuke immediately sat up from his previously sprawled out position on the couch when Sakura threw the door open (One day that doors gonna fly off its hinges…) while promptly throwing her dance bag rather accurately at his face. (What the fuck does she have in here? Bricks?)

"Oh i'm sorry, did that hit you?" The smirk on her face made it clear that she wasn't. "Good."

"Tch. Bitch."

"What was that?"

"You heard me." Smirk.

"Whatever Sasuke, lets just get this over with."

"Hn. We can either sing a duet version of the Marilyn Manson version of Sweet dreams, or Toxic." Sakura seemed to ponder her decision, but in fact was having a internal mental break down. She was actually going to let someone hear her sing. Intentionally.

Sasuke watched her confident façade slowly crack and morph into the terrified panic stricken look she currently wore. Oh God. Was she hyperventilating?

Inner Sakura was currently breathing animatedly in and out of a brown paper bag and eventually passed out. This caused Sakura to freak out all the more. How was she supposed to handle this now?

Sakura was pulled from her reverie when she felt strong hands grip her shoulders that began to thoroughly shake her form until she snapped out of it completely.

"Sakura! Sakura just calm down, breathe. " When he was sure the girl was breathing normally again, Sasuke made his way to the back of the room to get his acoustic guitar.

"Better now?" Sakura merely nodded. Tch. He wasn't concerned, no. He was annoyed. She was dragging this out. (mmmhmm whatever you say man.)

"Now that u've had your little freak out," Sakura glared at his chicken ass hair. "I'll play both songs, then we'll choose." Sakura merely nodded again. God help her.

Sasuke sat her on the couch and began strumming the appropriate chords for 'Toxic'.

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"Baby, can't you see,

I'm calling,

A girl like you,

Should wear a warning,

It's dangerous,

I'm fallin'

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There's no escape

I can't wait

I need a hit

baby give me it,

You're dangerous,

I'm lovin' it"

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God help her indeed. Déjà vu much? Sasuke just smirked at what would once again become his victory. After all, in this game of seduction, Sasuke always won. Sakura seemed un-amused at his form closing the distance between himself and the couch she currently occupied.

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"With a taste of your lips I'm on a ride,

You're toxic I'm slipping under,

With a taste of a poison paradise

I'm addicted to you

Don't you know that you're toxic

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And I love what you do

Don't you know that you're toxic"

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She couldn't help but be drawn in by his eyes; they were stuck on her like glue. She was still apprehensive however, given what usually transpires when one of them performs within each other's vicinity.

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"Too high

Can't come down

It's in the air

And it's all around

Do you feel me now?"

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She raised an eyebrow at his out stretched hand, tch. Sasuke grabbed her hand regardless and yanked her up himself. Hah. She should've really known better. He resumed playing and began to circle the cherry blossom haired girl.

Sakura felt like a piece of meat, but truth be told, given that it was Sasuke, the boy with the beautifully sinful voice, she didn't mind all that much. (I did not just think that?)

Sakura could feel his warm breath on her neck. She shivered. Sasuke smirked.

He began to drag his nose up her slender neck and began murmuring the lyrics against her ear, mimicking what she had done to him the day before.

"With the taste of your lips in on a ride…"

Sakura felt herself be spun around and was greeted with a full view of Sasuke and his lip ring. Damn her height. His pierced mouth pulled into a smirk as he realized where the pinkett was staring.

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"With a taste of your lips

I'm on a ride

You're toxic I'm slipping under

With a taste of a poison paradise

I'm addicted to you

Don't you Knoooow…"

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Sakura couldn't bring herself to pull away. Not even as Sasuke placed his forehead on hers while closing his eyes.

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"Intoxicate me now,

With your lovin' now

I think I'm ready now

I think I'm ready now

Intoxicate me now,

With your lovin' now,"

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Saskue opened his eyes.

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"I think I'm ready now"

Sasuke couldn't control himself and before he knew it, he had brushed his lips against Sakura's in a light - almost kiss. The electrifying feeling had left him disregarding any of his inhibitions regarding girls and music interfering completely, to dive back in for another, this time real, full blown kiss.

Sakura couldn't bring herself to pull away. The kiss was sending and exhilarating jolt throughout her entire body and soon enough, she found herself responding to his sinful ministrations. Her hands traveled up his chest, gripping at the fabric there, as one of his hands traveled up to the back of her neck, encouraging her to deepen the kiss further.

She was kissing him back.

After successfully dropping his guitar on the couch next to them, his free hand slinked around her waist and continued south to give her rump a light squeeze.

Sasuke smirked as her gasp gave him the perfect opportunity to deepen the kiss by lightly nipping at her lower lip.

That seemed to break Sakura from her lustful reverie. The pinkett was beyond livid. How could she have let him affect her like this? It had to stop.

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"Tch." She had stormed out the room within a millisecond. This was the first time he would see her after the whole, incident.

Hence, him wanting to be anywhere else but here. He found he was powerless against the reactions the pinkett brought out of him. She was a distraction. But he couldn't bring himself to ignore her, especially not after that. God he needed a drink.

As the lights dimmed and Tsunade stepped onto the stage prating on about god knows what, Sasuke concluded that after this torture was over, he was going out and dragging the guys along with him.

Sasuke's deliberation on what club he would migrate to was interrupted as the curtains opened and an all too familiar song began to play. (Kill me now)

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"When you put your arms around me, I get a feeling that I just cant bear, you give me fever…."

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Fan-fucking-tastic.


Ta-Da!

For those of you that couldn't make the connection, the first dance act of the showcase is the one the girls were rehearsing in the first chapter.

Poor Sasuke, always subjected to having to watch beautiful girls dance seductively. PFT. Yeah right.

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This story it totally writing by itself, so expect chapter 5 soon!

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