You must all be wondering, what happened to the author's note? Well, a few people suggested a great idea that I've decided to go along with (yes, you people should pat yourselves on the back). So all I need is someone to write the lemons for me when necessary. But I'll let you all know when that is coming.

When Kakashi, Naruto and Sai abandoned the poor kunoichi to train that morning; Sakura couldn't have felt more vulnerable.

What's worse was that Sasuke was still behind her.

'How on Earth did he get there so quickly without me noticing? I swear I would have at least felt him move, but it was as though he teleported…'

"Well you'll just have to spar with me to find out a few of my…" he nuzzled her neck and whispered huskily, "secrets."

And one that note, he disappeared.

A feeling of fear and excitement with a slight touch of desire grew in Sakura; and she found that she couldn't resist not going for a spar if only out of curiosity of Sasuke's plans.

She threw a punch at his abdominals, hoping to wind him. His response was a mere side-stepping of her attack, but he couldn't resist gently stroking her outstretched arm as he moved pass her and whispering a "You'll have to do better than that,"

It almost entertained him to see how flustered she would get from all his little actions: one touch would produce a blush; a whisper would paralyze her body. He had decided that if she were to think such naughty thoughts about him, he must show her that her fantasies wouldn't do him justice. Sure he may still be a virgin, but shouldn't it be obvious that if he had the technique, brains and strength in battle; he would also have such features in bed?

Sakura was about to perform a roundhouse kick when her target flash stepped to her left and grabbed her raised leg; his touches sending tingles as his fingers lightly brushed her ankles before gradually running his rough fingertips up her smooth calf–

WHAM.

While Sasuke was so absorbed in the soft texture of his partner's skin; he did not notice the kunoichi swinging her right leg clockwise; slamming her heel straight into the side of his head, sending him reeling into a nearby tree.

Nor did he notice the glint of desire that flashed through her emerald eyes.

The burning pain in his head was almost immediately soothed with a flow of cool chakra as his head was caressed by the medic's touch. Soon, his clouded vision was replaced with pink as his teammate knelt in front of him and tended to the headache she caused. The sweet fragrance of her shampoo filled his nose; at this moment his body wanted to drown all its senses in this woman.

Woah.

When did her company ever affect him?

"Okay. I think that's enough sparring for today," she murmured, withdrawing her hands from his face.

He may not have known how his teammate's presence was able to ignite such a reaction in him,

But he knew that he would not let her go unpunished for doing so.

She suddenly found her back pushed against the tree that Sasuke was leaning against moments before. Said person had pressed his body tightly against hers; so she could feel the rippling pectorals under his shirt. His lips brushed her neck, fanning that patch of skin with his heavy breathing.

However, that was not the only thing she could feel.

"Wh-what are you doing?" her voice squeaked, she inwardly scolded herself for the lack of control she had over her voice, let alone the lack of control she had over her body which seemed to be arching into his.

Unfortunately, he also noticed this.

She felt him smirking deviously on her neck as he murmured a sarcastic, "As if you don't enjoy this."

Her face flushed a pink which was so bright that it would put her hair to shame. 'Even when he's being sarcastic, he's sexy–'

He growled lowly, "You better control those thoughts of yours, because I don't think I'll be able to control myself if you keep seducing me like this," he nibbled her neck to prove his point.

"I'm…I'm not seducing y-you!" her voice sounded so choked with all the emotions that surfaced.

The timidity of her voice only served to heighten the lust he felt. He bit down on her neck, eliciting a strangled gasp from her lips at the sudden roughness he displayed. Slipping both his hands between the lower part of the kunoichi's back and the tree that she was anchored onto, he grabbed her clothed cheeks and grinded himself on her; causing an even louder moan to erupt from her lips.

As he sucked the area of her neck that he bit mercilessly and grinded himself on her, Sakura tried to move her hands to push him away yet her body would not respond to her will. It was as though she was paralyzed from the rush of feelings he sparked in her.

But Sakura knew that if she let him get away with this, she would be left to wallow in her regret afterwards.

'I have to stop this now, before it gets to a point where we can't go back,'

"No," he whispered fiercely, "don't stop this. We both know you want this; and since you seduced me you have to go through with it," the passion in his voice alerted her of the seriousness of their actions.

She could feel him – in more ways than one; that terrified her.

Not only was she able to feel his touches, but his desire had also managed to seep into her. She could feel how aroused he was; how determined he was to have his way with her, by force if necessary – and this frightened her even more.

'Is this Sasuke?' she closed her eyes to stop the tears that were about to come streaming down her cheeks, 'Would he force himself on me? I don't want this! I'm….I'm so scared…'

All of a sudden, he stopped all his actions and pulled his lips away from where they were hungrily devouring her neck to see her trembling face. He gently rested his forehead against hers and whispered, "Consider this your first strike Sakura." She nodded weakly.

Sasuke sighed and moved his hands from her bottom to wrap around her waist, "Just… don't seduce me with your thoughts and actions, okay?"

She replied with another weak nod, too scared to point out that she actually hadn't done any of those things intentionally.

Sasuke was not one to apologise; so instead he switched off his Sharingan (that he didn't realise he still had activated) and held her in his arms as tenderly as he was capable of doing so; letting her tears soak his shirt.

Sakura could not believe the irony of the situation: she was being comforted by the man who made her cry. Yet she couldn't bring herself to ponder over that thought. The Sasuke she knew and adored was here; her teammate who would always protect her without a moment's hesitation.

And it was this Sasuke that she had fallen in love with.

Yeahh, I know this writing was very…passionate, but I'm only comfortable with writing descriptions of them with their clothes on. Nothing more…SORRY!

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