Okay, you people are annoying

Just so you know, the wonderful Tifa-chan helped me in writing this chapter. So if any of it doesn't sound like me (coz it's better than mine) that'd be hers. And, so I don't have to go back and correct myself, Vodka Sake. Got it?

If you do not like smut (though this can hardly be called that), I suggest you tune out of my story now. (crys)

Ducky-chan: (pats me consolingly) It's okay, Greens. You'll live.

GSFG: (sobs) No I won't. Unless… I get cookie?

Ducky-chan: (sighs) Fine. I'll go find my apron…

GSFG: YATTA!! DUCKY-CHAN COOKIES!!

Ducky-chan: (shakes head) baka-dobe

GSFG: HEY! Don't be so mean, Ducku!

Ducky-chan: Ducku?

GSFG: YES! FROM NOW ON YOU SHALL BE KNOWN AS DUCKU!! BWAHAHAHA!! OH I'M EVIL!

Ducku: …no you're not. You just gave me a new name.

GSFG: …shaddup!

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Incentive

Chapter 6

Torture is Fun, at the Start

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Sasuke found himself bound to the shower rack, his hands strapped tight behind him, and his feet bound. His sharingan spun wildly. He tried to swear at me, but his mouth was still covered, and nothing legible could come out, so he just had to settle with death glaring me.

I stood smirking at him, arms folded over my chest. "Well, well Sasuke. What a predicament you're in. You know, this could all be over, if you just undo the order."

He made no sign that he conceded, so I sighed in fake exasperation. "Fine then. You're now going to be in for a world of misery, dear Sasuke-kun." I said, drawing out the –kun.

I spun around and walked out into the lounge, across and to the door of the 'secret room'.

I jiggled the nob, and when it didn't open, I lifted my foot, slamming it into the large wooden contraption.

It buckled and fell inward, sliding along the floor until it hit a desk. Behind me, I could hear Sasuke's muffled yells. I smirked happily.

Slowly, I made my way inside, looking for my goal. It wasn't hard to find. On the right wall was a large fridge. I yanked open the door, and lo behold, there was the vodka, in all it's alcoholic glory.

I wrapped my fingers around the neck of a sake bottle and carried it back to the bathroom. Sasuke sat in the place I left him, still glaring at me angrily.

I laughed evilly, my eyes glinting maliciously. "Like I said, this could all be over, if only you give in."

He furiously shook his head.

Again I sighed, and I sat down on the rim of the bathtub. We sat in silence for a little while (excluding Sasuke's muffled cursing) before I decided to open the bottle before me.

It made the standard popping sound as I pulled out the cork, and a bit of smoke drifted out of the neck. I blew on it lightly and it dissipated.

I raised the bottle slightly in Sasuke's direction as a signal of 'cheers' before taking a swig. The hard alcohol burned as it slid down my throat, but I hid all signs of weakness. Sasuke was going to give in, no matter what, so now was not the time to be showing it.

I let the bottle fall back to its place on my left knee after taking a few more drinks, and looked over at Sasuke. His eyes were closed, as if concentrating.

'Shit!'

I jumped up and onto him, breaking his concentration. His eyes shot open, and as they did, I realized it had been a very good idea to stop him where I had. Because a moment later his hands fizzed with electricity. If he had been given much more time, I could have been fried.

I tried to stay in my usual (at the moment) state of manner. So, I smirked. "Now, now, Sasuke-kun, we wouldn't want any of that. Because, if you fry me, then who will untie you? Probably Kabuto, and he would most likely rape you first. So, your best chance would be to just undo the order, and then we can go back to our normal selves. Do you give yet?"

Again he answered by violently shaking his head. I shook my head in mock sadness.

"Too bad. And I was gonna go easy on you." I slurred. I could feel the effects of the vodka starting to kick in. Knowing my usual pattern. I would lose most of my self control very soon. About ten minutes, max.

I suddenly noticed how Sasuke and I were situated. Well, of course Sasuke was bound up tightly, but I was leaning on him in a very… er… promiscuous position.

Which would probably explain the light blush on Sasuke's face. The vodka would explain mine, though I can't really say that being on top of Sasuke didn't help it along.

I smiled awkwardly at him. He glared furiously at me.

It's the standard cycle.

Staying flush against Sasuke, I leaned back and reached to grab the bottle, taking another drink.

I had decided earlier that sexual torture was the best way to go with Sasuke and to get through to him and get what I wanted.

But just what sexual torture would that be? Hmm… decisions, decisions.

Not to mention all the blood going to my head wasn't exactly helping me think. Because you know, drinking vodka while your body is at a ninety degree angle (what? I'm flexible) isn't exactly advisable.

I felt Sasuke shift uncomfortably against me, so I rose back up to give him a questioning look. That's when I noticed it.

The slightly hardening area of down below. Ahem.

I smirked deviously. He seemed to realize why I was smirking, and a slight fear flashed through his eyes.

I reached down to the sash around my waist, and slowly pulled it loose. I cackled evilly inside my head as I heard a slightly muffled gulp escape from Sasuke.

As the hakama undid and opened Sasuke's eyes slowly drifted down from the ceiling towards my impressive growth. It had been a long time since he had seen me the way I was now. Well, minus the vodka-induced torture act.

(A/N: I'm quickly switching to 3rd person to give you a Sasuke point of view)

Sasuke's mind was reeling. 'Holy shit, what the hell is going on here?! This definitely isn't the Sakura I know! Her boobs are huge! When did they get so big?!'

Though, naturally none of this showed on his face. He just tried to remain as angry looking as possible. Though it was kind of hard when it was bringing up old memories…

(And… back to 1st)

'I wonder if he's going to give in soon? I wonder if he's enjoying this? What am I saying of course he's enjoying this he getting harder every minute! And where's my vodka!?'

I looked around absentmindedly looking for it when I heard a muffled cough. I turned back around to look at him.

"Are you going to change your order now or do I have to continue with the torture?" I whispered quietly into Sasuke ear which made him shiver.

He let out a small mumble that sounded like a 'yes.'

"Was that a yes to stop because you've changed your mind or yes continue with the torture because you're a stubborn teme?" I asked.

He didn't answer that time, he was trying to avoid my gaze.

I used my index finger under his chin to pull his gaze back to me. "Well?"

His eyes narrowed, but he made no signs he was giving in.

I let out a sigh "Fine then." I said stepping back away from him. I grabbed the bottle of sake and walked out into the kitchen. I waited in the kitchen for a few moments listening to see if he was making any noises, but he wasn't.

I walked slowly back towards the bathroom, but when I entered I saw that Sasuke wasn't there anymore.

"What the hell, where the fuck has he gone!"

'Nuuu! My sex slave!'

Suddenly I felt Sasuke come up from behind me and wrap his arms around my middle. "Well this is a side of you I've never seen before, Sakura." He whispered into my ear. Something soft brushed against my thigh, so I'm guessing he found time to pull on some boxers.

I guess that's a good thing. Otherwise this would be awkward. Hahaha.

I asked trying to loosen his grip, but failing miserably. "How the hell did you untie yourself?!"

"Note to self: don't drink ever again. I feel like shit!"

"Well that's the smartest thing I've heard you say in a while"

'Oh shut it you.'

"(Pokes tongue out)"

"Well?!" I yelled in a slurred voice. The Smirnoff was really getting to me now.

"It wasn't that hard. I just waited for you to leave again, then I focused my chakra and shot fire at the strings, breaking them and then I got out."

I grimaced. "I knew I should've cut off your chakra."

"Why didn't you?"

"Lessens sensation."

I felt his blush darken slightly against my neck. Smirking, I wriggled in his arms, hopefully giving him pleasurable sensations. And seeing as he gasped, I'm guessing it worked. I performed it a few more times, just to be sure, and judging by his ever hardening area, then it's working magnificently.

"Stop that, Sakura." He growled through gritted teeth.

I wriggled again. "Why should I?"

He spun me around and pushed me against the tiled wall. Placing both palms either side of my head, he glared furiously at me. "Because I said so."

Have I ever noticed how hot he's become? I mean, Kami-sama! Look at that body! And those eyes! Damn those sharingan look hot! Or maybe that's just the vodka…

When I pulled myself back to present, I happened to notice that we were kissing. Well, when did that happen? Ahh, who knows? And more importantly, who cares?!

I pulled my hands up to his head, and wrapped them through his hair. Contrary to popular belief, it was really soft.

Wait a minute, I'm getting off track again. Hey, when did he start kissing back?!

Ah well, go with the flow.

His hands slowly moved away from the wall, to my hips and pulled me closer. His tongue flitted out and ran along my bottom lip. Willingly, I opened my mouth and he plunged in, and we battled for dominance. Naturally Sasuke won.

I must say this. It was the vodka. Sasuke is an excellent kisser. How he learned… I really don't wanna know.

He pressed up against me tightly, pushing himself in deeper. I moaned into the kiss, which got a shiver out of him.

Even though I never wanted to stop the kiss, there was that pesky need for oxygen. So I pulled back, much to Sasuke's chagrin. After a very quick breather, I continued to Sasuke's neck, nipping and sucking at the pale flesh.

When I managed to elicit a moan from Sasuke, well, there's no explanation for it. And if there was, I couldn't think of it at the current moment. Best I can think of is, better than euphoric. Euphoric times infinity plus one. There. I think you get my point.

Anyway, continuing on now.

Sasuke's blunt nails dug into my hips (thanks Sasuke, more bruises to add to my poor body) and he threw his head back to give me more room.

I moved to the junction of his neck and shoulder and began the process again, biting hard enough to draw blood. For some reason, that copper taste was damn good.

Getting caught in the moment, I disentangled one of my hands from his hair and began to venture down his chest, past his stomach…

But Sasuke buzz-kill, as always, just had to ruin the moment.

"R-Rimo…" he gasped.

So naturally that made me gasp. He seemed to notice his mistake, because he tensed up and brought his face back down to look at me.

There was a hint of fear in his eyes. "Sakura… I-"

"No!" I cut him off, pushing him away, eyes wide open. "Don't give me some lame excuse! Why the hell did you just call Rimo, not me?!"

He opened his mouth, but nothing came out, so he closed it again.

Another gasp ripped through my body as I came to a realisation.

Tears ran down my face. "You and Rimo… had something together… didn't you?"

His eyes reflected the sadness in mine. He looked away. "It's… complicated."

I shook my head violently. "NO! IT'S NOT! Just tell me! Did you and my brother have a relationship?!"

He closed his eyes, and we were silent.

After what seemed like hours, he finally nodded very slowly. "Like I said, it's complicated."

I moved away from him, backing out the bathroom door. A sob came out my throat. "Why?" I croaked.

He looked over at me. I refused to look at him.

"Sakura…" he whispered. "I'm sorry."

Another sob racked my body. "No. No you're not." I turned away. "Just, leave me alone."

He didn't say anything. I knew he wanted to, but decided it probably wasn't best. So, he walked to his room, grabbed some clothes, then walked over to his 'secret room', gave me one last look, then closed the door.

He didn't come out the rest of the night.

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I couldn't really decide which to go with, smut or no smut, so its only very slight, so be gentle.

And, seriously, what type of story is there, without some conflict?

It's just that this conflict is the fact that the person she loves was in fact in love with her brother.

Hmm…

Tune in later!