Summary: //SasuSaku// AU She should have known better than to extend her help to him. Now, she has to deal with the many temptations clawing at her with the undeniably sexy street racer in her home. "Are you seducing me?!" "…Are you seduced?" "N-No!" "Then no, I'm not." Slight crack.
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto, just the plot.
Rating: T (Some content not suitable for children)
Warning: OOC!Sasuke!
"Don't touch me!"
He had never seen such a color in her eyes.
"Sakura."
Red—hidden in deep burrows of jade.
"I said don't touch me! Don't come near me!"
He stared at her;
eyes unbelieving
"…What's wrong,"
She didn't soften her expression,
and neither did he.
"You said—you promised!"
He sighed in frustration
a careful hand running through his hair
"What are you going on about now."
She let the exasperated expression take over.
"You promised."
He still didn't get it—
She was still hard to figure out.
"…"
She fell back down on the couch;
a hand on her forehead.
"You could've died!"
Behind the Bars
4 . . .
I ll e g al
You got me,
I can't get enough
I'm addicted to you
Baby your love
should be illegal.
Her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to block the loud ringing from the cell phone with her pillow. A groan escaped her pale pink lips before she sat up abruptly, an angry expression on her face as she looked at the time—3:09 in the morning! Just what the hell are those bastards thinking?! She noticed that it wasn't her cell phone, and there was just her and...jade eyes narrowed from sleepy hooded gazes to a petrifying glare. "...Sasuke." she snarled as she jumped off the bed and made her way to the unfortunate victim.
A week with the emotionless ice pack and already he was driving her nuts. She couldn't possibly imagine living with him longer than this. She slammed open the door to his bedroom and her eyes froze when she didn't see him lying there in his bed like he should be at this crazy time. She nearly stumbled over to his cell phone as she looked at the caller ID, eyes still drowsy but with alertness now.
Uzumaki Naruto
It was the blonde. What could he be calling Sasuke for at this time? The phone's been ringing nonstop, it was as if it was an—
Emergency.
Nearly lightning fast, her hand sprung out to catch the phone before it stopped ringing and hastily slid the answer button. Her voice was shaky, and still full of sleep and grogginess, but she managed to say one word without stuttering too much. "H...Hello?" she muttered quietly, a hand rubbing at her eyes while looking at the empty space on the bed.
"Oi! You're the chick housing Sasuke-teme right?! Tell him not to come to the mansion! He's in deep shit if he comes!" the blonde's voice was anxious, as if panicking and was trying hard not to yell into the phone.
She furrowed her eyebrows in the darkness and clung onto the phone tighter. "What are you talking about?" she asked breathlessly as her eyes jumped around the room and she could only hear her heart skip a beat when she saw his keys still lying on the bedside table. Yet he was nowhere in the apartment—and the spare key she'd given him was gone, but surely he couldn't have gone walking and left the keys to his prized car in the apartment.
"There's no time to tell you from start to finish! Just tell him not to come ever! Crap! Look uh, what's your name again?" his voice was hasty now, and she knew that the phone call was about to end soon.
"It's Sakura—what the hell are you talking about?!" she nearly shouted but kept her voice down since she lived in an apartment complex, luxury or not, she still had close neighbors. If word spread around that there was a racer in the building, things wouldn't look good for her or Sasuke.
"Sakura-chan, I can't tell you everything right now! Maybe one day if we ever see each other but, for now, just make sure Sasuke-teme doesn't bring his ass to Hyuuga Neji's mansion! I gotta go now!" he nearly stage whispered the last part before abruptly hanging up, and her eyes was wide with fear as she remembered the anxiety in the blonde's voice. The blonde didn't look like the anxiety type, so it must be bad when he was anxious.
"Hey—!" she was cut off with the dial tone and she placed the cell phone down on the desk slowly before letting her eyes wander around once more. She let out a small groan before grabbing the cell phone, the keys, and running to her bedroom to throw on a white leather motorcycle jacket on top of her gray tank top and red draw-string flannel pants while grabbing her own cell phone. She ran out of her room and dashed down the hallway to the entrance to slip on a pair of sandals before grabbing the door open and closing it as she stepped outside, not caring how messy her wavy hair was.
She locked the door hastily before running to the elevator, the doors slid open with a chime, no residents using the elevator this late (or early) besides her. As she pressed the button to the underground parking level, she nervously wondered where the dark featured man could have gone. She started thinking of places—places someone that broods as much as he would go.
As the doors finally slid open, it didn't take her long to see the flashy car. She'd have to remember to buy something to cover the car up. She unlocked the doors and threw open the doors, letting the door slide open above her before getting in, closing the door and throwing all her stuff on the passenger seat beside her.
She nearly stabbed the key into the lock and turned the key, the engine roared to life before she grabbed the clutch and stepped on the gas, slowly backing out of the parking space before driving towards the exit. She groaned as she slid open the window and fed her room card to the machine before it spit the card back out, she grabbed it as the bar was barely moving upwards, and as soon as she was sure the bar wouldn't hit the car, she nearly dug her foot into the gas and surprisingly, expertly turned out of the underground parking area and out onto the empty road.
The clock went up a minute—3:23 and she mumbled incoherently under her breath as she desperately looked around for her dark haired house-mate. She raised a hand to her hair in stress as she looked out the window at the bridge over the beach. Her jade eyes widened when she caught sight of two figures—one figure looking like the man she was looking for while the other figure was looming and nearly dark looking, even darker than her house-mate.
She cussed before stopping at the curb, pulling out the keys furiously before getting out of the car impatiently. The door slid closed behind her as she marched hastily towards the two figures, not even thinking of the danger that could be waiting.
All of a sudden, her pace slowed as she finally registered what she was doing. The two figures turned after hearing her footsteps and she nearly stopped breathing when a pair of identical onyx eyes turned to face her. It was quiet at the scene, and for a second, no one spoke until she daringly took another step forward and let out a loud breath.
A relieved look appeared on her face before she opened her mouth to speak, the two pairs of eyes still staring intently at her, one pair burning with hidden contempt. "S-Sasuke! Are...are you safe?" she managed to muster out before her hand grasped the keys of his car once again. Just in case, she bent her knees and prepared to run back to the car if the two shadows weren't him.
When a sigh was heard and a deep, slowly becoming familiar voice replied, she let out a sigh of relief. "Stupid. I'm right here. Do I look safe to you?" just because she was out of it and couldn't register his sarcasm, her jade eyes took in the sight and saw how he was positioned in a casual conversational way with the other man.
"...You look safe enough."
When a dark chuckle erupted from between them, and it was neither from her nor him, her gaze turned to the other man present. She furrowed her eyebrows as she looked at the second man. "Who are you?" Sasuke rolled his eyes in the dark at the seemingly overtly asleep pinkette before walking over to her.
"None of your business. What are you doing out here?" he sneered as he grabbed her arm, attempting to drag her back to the car. Sakura growled as she twisted her arm away from him, eyes narrowing under the light of the streetlights, as she trudged closer towards him, intent on accomplishing what she first came to do.
"Fine—I don't care if you tell me who he is or not but first, you need to get back to the apartment, Sasuke. It's late and completely unhealthy for anyone to be awake at this hour. Besides...your phone's been ringing again and again the past hour," she threw him his phone which he caught swiftly before giving her a disapproving look. She could have killed his phone with the clumsy half-asleep toss she just did. She gave him an irritated expression before grabbing his arm. "Let's go! You can finish this discussion later, when there's natural lighting out," she murmured before shooting a vicious look at the stranger, leading Sasuke back to the car.
Sasuke made a move to pull back, but the drawling voice of the stranger froze the both of them. "I didn't know she was the man, little brother, I expected more of you," a soft chuckle erupted once more, "For you to actually let a dominatrix into your life, I learn something surprising every day."
Before Sasuke could twitch, the stranger spoke once again, breaking the forbidden silence as Sakura continuously tensed. "Goodnight then, foolish little brother. We will continue our discussion when there is natural lighting out," the man shot a smirk at Sakura before turning, walking to the car parked at the curb.
Sakura's well trained eyes inherited from her father took in the sleek crimson, dark red almost blood-like colored Saleen S7 Twin-Turbo under the streetlight. The left side of the car had a white and red colored fan that she vaguely remembered seeing on Sasuke's Aero as well while the right side sported an intricately detailed black print of a weasel. She raised an eyebrow at it—Interesting design choice... she brushed the thought off before turning her attention back to focus on Sasuke.
Her mouth closed as soon as it had opened when she saw the blank look on his face. It was...blanker than usual. If that even made any possible sense. When her eyes trailed down his arm to the light emitting from his cell phone, she could notice that he was texting. Mostly texting the blonde. Curiosity racked her brain as she wondered just what was it about the event happening that made the blonde so anxious—and him so...distracted.
She shook it off once more before pushing him in failure towards the car, letting an annoyed wail, she walked to the car alone, tired out by all the pulling and pushing she'd been doing on the man that weighed a ton more than she did. "Move yourself!" she shouted before pressing a button the keys, the doors of the Aero reflexively sliding open. She got into the passenger seat and gave the slowly walking man a sigh.
Geez. So slow.
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"Can you not be so reckless?"
His voice was blunt and monotonous as usual, but somehow, she could sense the anger deep inside him. As the door to the apartment opened, she brushed past him before walking over to the sofa, landing softly on it, her wavy hair flying up before falling down as she met the cushions. She closed her eyes and crossed her arms before gritting her teeth, "Not be so reckless?! I was just...!" she closed her mouth before letting the word slip out.
From his spot behind the sofa, standing above her, Sasuke raised an eyebrow before letting a sigh out. He ran a hand through his hair before smirking tiredly at her, "I don't need you to be worried about me. I can take care of myself," he said simply as he walked towards the kitchen, grabbing a cup before going to the water dispenser.
Sakura opened her eyes and leaned back in her seat before looking at Sasuke with a stern gaze, "I didn't say I was worried about you! Don't assume things! In fact, if your friend hadn't repeatedly called, I wouldn't have even made the effort to go out looking for your ungrateful ass!" she let out a growl before standing up, turning around and prepared to walk to her room.
As she was about to move, his hand shot out and grabbed her arm. She stood still and didn't turn to him until she heard him sigh, his breath on her neck. A slight blush made its way up her cheeks and she could feel the heat radiate off his body. She turned her head slightly so that she could see him from the corner of eyes. "What?" she snapped.
He opened his mouth and hesitated a bit before dropping the hand he laid on her arm. "I..." she looked at him expectantly, he waited a couple more moments before sighing in frustration, "Thank you...for going out to look for me. I just never asked you to do these things for me. All I asked was for shelter, and as long as you provide me that, you don't have to go further and do other things for me." His voice wasn't as cold as usual, and she parted her lips in surprise when she noted a hint of...actual remorse in his tone.
She quickly returned to her stubborn streak and continued marching to her room, "You have your shelter. Just..." she tossed him a small glance before turning her head away, "do whatever you want, just not anything stupid." The last part was more of a mumble and before he could say anything else, the door to her room had already closed softly behind her.
Sasuke stared after her before turning to the cell phone he held in his hand. The phone vibrated, receiving a text from Naruto.
Oh Teme, your manners aren't really top-notch (not that mine are either HAHA) but remember to thank Sakura-chan!
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Naruto looked on uneasily from his spot on the window sill towards the scene outside at the main entrance, where Neji was greeting the yakuza man. Naruto clenched his fists and gritted his teeth before grabbing the water bottle and stood up. He let out a sigh before throwing on a white t-shirt to accompany his orange summer sweats. The chain holding his crystal pendant around his neck moved with him for a moment before returning to rest on his chest.
He ruffled his unruly blonde bed head before casting a look back at the window. In a flash, he disappeared out the door. He stopped in surprise though when his cerulean blue eyes that were looking downwards saw a pair of small feet with freshly manicured bright yellow nails. His eyes trailed up until he met the figure of Yamanaka Ino, dressed in dark washed denim shorts and a cropped cut yellow t-shirt on top of a black undershirt. She narrowed her sapphire eyes at him before crossing her arms.
"You...you're Sasuke's friend aren't you? Uzumaki Naruto, the 'Kyuubi Racer.' Stay here, I wouldn't go outside if I were you. Danzo's outside and if he knows you're related to Sasuke in any way," she paused for a moment before closing her eyes, "he'd probably torture you until you gave up information about him. Rumors are is that Danzo is still hung over his loss against Sasuke." Ino reached her arms upwards to tighten the hair tie bounding her long, waist length blonde hair in a ponytail.
As she was about to turn and head back to her room, Naruto's voice drew out, stopping her movement. "I'm not scared of him, che. And I'll die before I give up anything about Sasuke. You don't need to worry about me," he grinned at Ino before marching towards the stairs.
Ino raised an eyebrow from her spot before smirking slightly, "Tch, I was merely transferring a message to you from Neji. The point is, stay inside, idiot. Don't cause us unnecessary trouble," she finished off before holding up a hand waving goodbye, she disappeared down the hall and Naruto turned in time to see her close the door to her room.
He hesitated for a moment before looking at the maids and Neji entering the mansion, the yakuza man revealed to be Danzo in tow. He let out a quiet sigh and a glare towards Danzo's direction before turning, returning to his own room. Damn it...
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What about,
My
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Star?
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"Oi, Nadeshiko...
You're the engine to my car.
Without you, I'm useless."
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Sasuke twitched in annoyance when he could practically feel her burning gaze on her back, following his every movement. It was freaking him out and it was a shame he couldn't voice it out loud because that would ruin his image, of course. As he placed the cup inside the dishwasher, he stood up straight and tall before freezing all at once. He could hear her let out a small sound of surprise at his sudden stop. He didn't turn around though, and it took his all not to feel self-conscious under gaze.
She was annoying him to no end.
"Hey...stop that. It's annoying."
Sakura blinked as she sat backwards on the couch, looking at him in wonder. "What is? My looking at you? You should feel proud. I'm known for being picky with men," she chuckled before turning around to sit properly on the couch until she lifted her legs up into a lying position, sprawled on the couch. "I'm having a really boring day off. You're not much of a conversationalist either..." she turned off the TV, closing her eyes and let out a sigh.
Sasuke turned to look at her when he was sure her eyes were off of him. He blinked when he saw her dosing off. She murmured something that he couldn't catch and he was about to walk towards her when the apartment's phone rang loudly. Sakura's jade orbs opened under her eyelids once again and she stared at the phone in annoyance. A tired arm lifted and she directed Sasuke to the phone. "Answer it for me."
... Silence engulfed the two until Sakura furrowed her eyebrows, looking at him irritatedly, "What? Hurry up before it stops ringing!"
"You could just get it yourself, woman, it's right next to—!"
"You're in my land! So pick it up when I ask you to!"
"Why you...!"
"Hurry up, idiot!"
His hand practically tore the phone up from its holder, digging his finger into the talk button, his voice a dangerously low tone as he kept his glare on the pinkette settled comfortably in her position on the couch.
"Hello." He smirked when he caught her disapproving look, she hated disrespect, especially towards guests and so his current tone towards the caller was absolutely not approved.
He dropped his gaze from her when a smooth male voice answered him on the other line.
"...Sakura?"
Sasuke's eyes turned blank as he blocked the speaker on the phone, muting the other line from his voice. "It's for you, most likely your beloved boyfriend," he mumbled sarcastically when she shot up from the couch, glaring at him before leaning over to grab the phone from him. He stood still there, looking at her as she spoke on the phone, having not understood what invasion of privacy meant.
"Gaara-kun?" Sakura talked into the phone enthusiastically, happy to hear her dear boyfriend's voice after its void for nearly a week now.
Gaara's voice on the other end was dark and especially not happy, "Was that a man who picked up, Sakura?"
Sakura widened her eyes and looked at Sasuke frantically, trying to think of an excuse. "Um, yup! The same one that came to visit me the other day! We're just having lunch at my place, trying to catch up, you know? It's been a while since I've seen him! I hope you don't mind, Gaara-kun?" she smiled in triumph when her lie sounded nearly perfect. Sasuke just shook his head at her, still not believing how people managed to buy most of her terribly told lies.
"Of course...I don't mind. I wanted to say that I'm coming over soon, Kakashi told me it was your day off," Sakura froze, knowing that underneath his words lied the phrase 'Why didn't you tell me you had the day off?' She inwardly breathed deeply before letting out a muffled reply.
"Ah...sure, Gaara-kun. I'll just clean up a little and you can be here in another... thirty minutes? Or an hour if you're at the company," Sakura twirled a random lock of hair as she looked at the clock. "I'll clean up the apartment, and see you later, Gaara-kun," she hung up the phone before standing up, narrowed eyes looking at Sasuke.
"Hey...what are we going to do?" she sighed as she ran a hand through her hair.
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As soon as she stepped back into the living room, she knew something was wrong. Her jade eyes found Sasuke's figure standing stiffly at the kitchen, unmoving while his head was bent...staring down at his cell phone. She blinked before biting her bottom lip, cautiously moving towards him. "Hey...Uchiha..." she murmured once hesitantly before moving further towards him. When she got no reply, her eyebrows furrowed and she narrowed her eyes conspicuously. "Uchiha?"
One of her hands that were surrounded by dangling silver and black shiny bangles and bracelets reached up to fist the hem of her bright citrine v-neck top with foil graphics printed on it, the other hand nervously patted against the side of her thigh covered in a pair of dark washed skinny jeans, the bottom sides of the pant legs had zippers leading up a couple centimeters above of her ankles, she had unzipped the zippers on the sides to show some of her ankle's skin.
She kept walking until she finally reached his position, at the island, his phone set on the counter while his eyes were focused on whatever it was that was on the screen. She felt scared; he looked like he was in a death-like stance, his face for the first time, showed an emotion, and it was very clear.
Hate.
She breathed in quietly before finding the courage to tap him on the shoulder, "H-Hey...Uchiha, what's wrong? You look like you're constipated..." she tried to clear the intense atmosphere to no avail. As he still kept quiet, a nerve popped at her forehead as she began to become annoyed. "Hey can't you speak?!"
When he turned around to look at her, she felt her blood stop running and goosebumps form at the intensity of his darkened eyes. His breathing was harsh and even an idiot would be able to tell that he was angry. "Uchiha! Talk!" she barked out worriedly, a hand hesitantly reaching up to his arm.
One second passed, two seconds, then three seconds before he finally parted his lips. His cold, onyx eyes met her intimidated jade ones. "I have to go. Where are the car keys?" his voice left no room for her to cut in between, and his words were final. With just one glance, she knew that she would have no say in the matter—whatever it was, anyway. When she noticed he was become irritated with her lack of reply, she opened her mouth abruptly before searching for things to say.
"I...uh, the keys, hold up," she stuttered slightly in the suddenness of the situation. She jogged lightly over to the coffee table, where she had last placed the keys and picked up the key ring quickly before jingling it for him to see from his spot. "Here!" when he began to walk towards her, she threw him the key and he caught it expertly before practically power walking into his room. The door swished softly behind him despite the obvious force he'd used to close it.
She felt sweat drip down her forehead slightly due to the tangy summer heat and she grabbed an abandoned hair tie nearby and twisted her hair into a low bun, quickly roping the hair tie around the bun securely before grabbing her cell phone from the coffee table and practically running towards the door, where she knew he would run to after he exited his room. She nearly tripped on her own feet as she scurried to throw on a pair of black heels. They weren't practical for running, but she wasn't even sure if she had any non-heel shoes. Her business involved job required for her to look formal half the time.
When he reentered the living room seconds later, he was dressed in more public suited clothes. He had on a black v-neck, a pair of dark washed jeans as well, and per usual, he slipped on his black combat boots that were, for some strange reason, still shiny as ever despite probably being worn out. She inwardly breathed in a large breath when she conjured the fact that he made such a simple outfit look splendid with his 6'4'' physique and lean muscularity. He grabbed the keys from her hand as he passed her and she furrowed her eyebrows.
"Where do you think you're going?" she snapped, eyes narrowed and full rosy lips set in a firm line.
He met her eyes and immediately he knew what she wanted to do, "You're staying here. You're involved too much as it is." He set off for the doorknob but her arm blocked him from the door. He glared at her and raised his voice evenly, "Don't waste my time." He bit out and she almost dropped her arm in shock before confidence surged through her and her ambitious self showed itself once more.
"No! Look—even if you're just a random street racer in my home, it won't look good if I let you get yourself killed out there! I'm coming with you, to whatever it is you're so bunched up about!" when she finished her speech, she promptly pried open the door herself and shoved him out after her.
Determined jade eyes looked up into his onyx ones, "Hurry. It's urgent, isn't it?"
Without another word, the two ran down the hallway.
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Say it.
I'm yours.
You're mine.
Say it.
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One hour later.
Tousled red hair, emerald green eyes flashing, he stood outside the door of her apartment. He fixed his tie a bit, undoing it slightly to let himself take in a breath before sighing. His hand, the one that wasn't holding the black suitcase reached up to ring the doorbell of the apartment. One ring and there was no response or noise inside the apartment.
His matching scarlet eyebrows furrowed in anxiousness before his hand reached into his pocket for his phone. Speed dial, she was number three, two after his siblings.
Dial tone, more dial tone, still dial tone.
Finally—he heaved a sigh in relief when he heard the crackling sound of the receiving end.
"Gaara-kun! Something came up, sorry!"
And without another word, it went silent, she had hung up.
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He hesitated, but he turned—and walked down the hallway, away from the apartment.
My long writer's block has definitely downgraded my writing.
I'm sincerely sorry for the long wait but, finally I have a month off from college (the epitome of my MIA)!
This wasn't as long as I was hoping it would turn out to be, but each scene was written months apart from one another. Sort of written in random moments here and there before being cut off because I was interrupted. The last probably two scenes was written today and the rest, the beginning of this chapter was probably written months ago.
I barely picked it up, today!
This one was twelve pages, especially disappointing, but I hope you guys don't mind! :")
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A four month long hiatus, and this is the long awaited comeback. I wrote a one-shot two days ago (Never, Always), to revamp myself before restarting my continuous stories. You have no idea how many PMs I received, thank you for all the encouragements!
There's possibly many grammar issues in this one since this is the first draft, I'm hurrying to update this, so I'll definitely come back to edit sometime tomorrow.
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Today's featured car—Uchiha Itachi's car!
The Saleen S7 Twin-Turbo is the third fastest street legal car in the world. It runs at 248 MPH, and goes from 0 MPH to 60 MPH in 3.2 seconds. It's got a Twin-Turbo All Aluminum V8 Engine and 750 horsepower. The base price is $555,000 and is number seven on the Top 10 Most Expensive list. And of course, the weasel design gives its signature to Itachi's name. The fan design refers to the Uchiha Clan's emblem and also makes a reference that Sasuke's own Aero has the same design. Trademarks their family.
You can Google it by its name, and the images have reddish orange models but Itachi's is more crimson, a darker 'blood' red.
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Reviews make me write. (:
Lots of love,
XOXO Kaze-chan
