My eyes flutter slightly, but remain shut from the crust that gathered throughout the night. I lift a finger and wipe them away meticulously – I hate the feeling of eye crust.

I sigh, I feel content even though I'm not a morning person. For some reason, everything feels right.

I just can't put my finger on it.

All of a sudden I hear a slight groan, and I realized that I'm trapped by a set of strong arms.

Arms of a man.

I flush slightly as I remember last night's events and confessions.

Turning my head a little to the right I confirm that it is Sasuke who has his arms wrapped around me, who has his nose nuzzling against my neck as he sleeps.

I smile in spite of myself. He looks way too cute.

I sigh again, blissfully. Who could ask for more? Everything feels perfect.

As it's Sunday morning and a day where the both of us are free from the bindings of work, I decide to let the both of us sleep in until late. But it got to be a point where I decided that I needed to get up, get ready, and make the both of us breakfast.

Carefully, I untangle myself from his arms and giggle silently as Sasuke's lips form the smallest of pouts in his sleep – as if he could tell I left him.

I walk quietly into the bathroom first. I am a mess. I decide I need a shower.

But I need something to wear, first.

Hoping Sasuke doesn't mind too much, I look through his casual clothes. I find a plain grey t-shirt that might fit me loosely and a pair of boxer shorts. I blush as I think that Sasuke has worn these clothes, especially the boxer shorts.

I shake it off. I'll just wear the pink shorts from yesterday. And explain.

The shower is heavenly, and I almost don't want to get out. But I know there are better things waiting outside. I dry my body and hair quickly and slip on Sasuke's clothes.

I pull my hair up into a messy (but hopefully cute!) bun and walk into the kitchen. Sasuke is still asleep.

Since I'm not exactly sure how Sasuke likes his breakfast or eggs, I decide to make something he's bound to like.

The crepe batter cooks on the frying pan as I chop up some fruit. His refrigerator has everything. I wonder if he enjoys cooking, or gets someone to cook for him as he has so much money.

When I've just finished applying the strawberry syrup on the crepe, I feel a now-familiar pair of arms circle my waist.

I giggle as Sasuke buries his face into my neck.

"'Morning" he mumbles, and kisses the base of my neck. My heart flutters with delight.

I giggle again. "I made breakfast!" I tell him. Sasuke rests his chin on my shoulder to see.

"Crepe?" I nod, smiling. Then suddenly I'm unsure.

"I hope you like it." I bite my lip. "It has fruits. And I used strawberry syrup because I thought chocolate was too sweet for you."

He kisses me quickly, to silence me. Something he's started since yesterday whenever I talk too much.

"I'm sure I'll love it." He tells me. He takes the two plates and sets them on his breakfast table. I smile softly and find some forks and napkins.

As we eat, I look out the view. It is so pretty with the morning sky. I sigh in content. Could life be any more perfect right now?

"Where'd you get that shirt?" Sasuke is smirking at me and I flush.

"I found it in your dresser. I hope you don't mind." I tell him, looking down and picking a strawberry with my fork.

"Looks good on you." He says and I blush again. Damn him.

But I smirk a little inside because I know something I can say to make him blush.

"I'm also wearing one of your boxer shorts."

His eyes widen in shock and I stifle a giggle at his look of disbelief.

I try hard not to laugh as I say, "I hope you don't mind."

"Um…no…I don't"

The dishes are done and we are simply cuddling on the couch. It's a nice day outside, but we are only going to be able to do anything together like this indoors. In secret.

Something tells me I should be bothered. But I am too crazy in love to really care. Too preoccupied with my happiness.

After all, how hard could it be to keep this secret?

I become distracted as I feel his hand caressing my body. His hand ignites flames where it touches, and fire burns even more sensually down there. I squirm slightly.

"Something wrong?"

I bite my tongue. Was there any way to say it without it sounding so vulgar?

"Sakura?"

I look up at him and purse my lips. He looks at me quizzically.

Oh fuck it.

"Well you kind of turn me on." I grin sheepishly at him as I watch his eyebrows shoot up.

After a moment of silence, Sasuke's lips form a mischievous grin.

"This turns you on?" He asks, and he runs his hand from my shoulder, to my back, my behind, and then back up again to my shoulder.

I shiver slightly and he knows that he doesn't need a direct answer from me.

"How about this?" Sasuke asks again as he runs his hand from my shoulder, down my arm, hand, and my hip.

As he reaches my shoulder again, he slightly caresses my breast and I feel like I might explode.

My spot is singing with desire and I bite my lip as I try to keep my hips from bucking forward with pleasure as he rubs my breast a bit more.

He's so gentle, and yeah I feel like I'm going to explode like a D-FRAG grenade.

How is this possible? Is it just all the past sexual frustration? The inability to feel physical pleasure before all of this?

I don't think I care about the reason right now.

I feel so sensitive under his fingers, especially since I'm not wearing a bra underneath his shirt.

Sasuke can see the desire in my eyes and I guess he feels it, too, because he kisses me again and hard.

I can't hold back the moans that flow through my mouth as he kisses me. He quickly gets on top of me and I can feel his erection pushing against me. It's such a turn on I feel like I might just let go here and now.

"HEY BASTARD!"

Sasuke jerks away from me as fast as humanly possible and I nearly fall off the couch. He grabs my arm to steady me. Our faces are burning red, and though I can't hear his heart, I'm pretty sure it's beating just as fast as mine if not faster.

"Fuck," Sasuke hisses, rumpling his hair. "Fuck, Naruto! Give me a warning before you barge in!"

I quickly fix my hair and Sasuke's shirt before Naruto walks into the room.

How the hell did Naruto get in without a key?

Oh. He does have a key.

Naruto twirls his key chain around his finger while smirking. "Well, I'm pretty sure the whole point of you giving me this key was to insure that I would barge in without warning."

"I think not," Sasuke spits out. He, too, has quickly fixed his appearance. "I mean really. What time is it?"

"Almost noo- SAK? What are you doing here?" Naruto jumps back about a foot. I suppose it's surprising. As far as Naruto knows, Sasuke and I have only met once.

"Sleep over" I grin. It's not a lie. In fact, it's very true. The nature of said "sleep over" is questionable, however.

He pouts and grumbles about how we hardly ever have sleepovers, and how it's totally not fair that Sasuke gets one with me even though we just met. Of course, in response, Sasuke throws a cushion at Naruto's face.

Gee, for two of the same gender – and ex-boyfriends, nonetheless – their current relationship is very…platonic…

I suppose it's because Sasuke likes girls and Naruto is kind of an idiot.

Oh and of course Sai is included in the equation.

I wonder briefly if I could have a relationship like Naruto's and Sasuke's but with a girl. Is it possible?

The two of them banter extensively until Naruto goes through Sasuke's fridge and pulls out some drinks.

"Really? Naruto, it's like, noon." I say, disbelieving. But who am I kidding. It was Naruto. King of beer-pong and jagger bombs. And really, after yesterday, I couldn't say anything.

"Day drinking is best drinking" Naruto throws at me nonchalantly and I roll my eyes. "Not like you have any room to talk, Sak. I remember in Uni you couldn't go two hours without a glass of some sort of spirit in your hand."

"That was Uni." I grumble. And Sasuke chuckles, slipping down on the couch next to me, with a glass of gin and tonic. Really?

"Don't worry," he whispers huskily, "I won't get drunk this time. Everything tonight will be done…soberly…"

Oh my.

We don't have sex.

One could say it's because we don't know each other well enough to. But honestly, that's not a legitimate reason considering there are such things as hookups and one-night-stands.

It would also be a lie if we said it was because we didn't love each other enough. Though probably less than a month has passed since we first met, we were both desperately in love.

Whether it was because we had finally found each other on this earth, or because we were just so perfect for each other…it just…happened. And I'm glad.

I guess I could say that the realest reason behind our "chastity" tonight was the fact that we had no clue as to what sex was for us. All the sexual things we did seemed more instinctual than anything else. Logic was applied in some cases.

By hearing what guys liked when their boyfriends did certain things, I was able to please Sasuke in ways I never imagined. By hearing what girls like when their girlfriends did certain things, Sasuke was able to please me in ways I never thought I could be pleased.

But it never felt like the "real thing", and perhaps it wasn't.

For girls, it seems simpler. Rubbing, licking, then letting go. That's how girls get each other off.

However, for guys, it seems so…different. And seeing how Sasuke isn't attracted to guys, I'm guessing he would be the more dominant one…meaning…

I swallow, thinking about it. I know he thinks about it, too. I wonder what it's like to be a guy. To lose my virginity as a guy. Having it in my…my ass. I hold back a shudder. It sounds so vulgar. And slightly strange.

Would that be sex for us, too? Him putting it…in my ass? God, it sounds painful. And somehow, it doesn't sound quite right.

I bury my face into his shirt while I ponder the thought. Perhaps I should do some sort of research. I cringe at the thought, because really it's absurd. But I really don't know what else to do.

I close my eyes as he kisses.

Hm, I guess it's alright.

Maybe we can take it slow.

Naruto scared the fuck out of me today.

Sakura seems utterly oblivious to the dangers of our relationship.

While I enjoy it thoroughly and it delights me to be in love with her, and to know that she is in love with me, I can't help but feel terrified.

I was scared before, but the terror is unimaginable now. Naruto barging in was a wake-up call. It was a reminder as to how easily we could get caught.

Even my own home wasn't safe.

It sounds dramatic, but it's nothing short of the truth.

I stroke Sakura's hair as she lies on the bed with me. Her eyes animated, watching whatever ridiculous chick-flick is on the TV. She giggles a little bit at a part in the movie and I watch as she smiles.

She is so beautiful.

I am so afraid to lose her. To hurt her. To have her hurt.

I bite my tongue a little. What would they do to her if they found out? Would they prosecute us?

I remember the last time they found a heterosexual couple.

They were a huge scandal. Publicized, interrogated. Many people thought them to be freaks of nature, unnatural, something to be abhorred. They were immediately ostracized from society. Their names all over the papers and the news. Fired from their companies out of shame, and unable to get new jobs, they were probably homeless.

One day, their bodies were found together.

They had committed suicide.

I hold down a shiver that rises up my spine.

I can't let anything like that happen to Sakura. Never.

Yes...Yes I know...Time just goes by so fast and I don't even know. It's already March of 2013. Like what happened?
Adjusting to a new life in America is horrifying. Especially in the middle of high school. Everything's so different and I feel like huge aspects of my life have been taken away. I kind of fell into a slight depression for a bit, and I had on strength to write. But I finally kicked myself in the proverbial ass and finished this up for you guys. Yes, it's short like usual, sorry. But it's something.
ANYWAY as for the rating, I decided to make it M. It's just too sexual to be rated T. And while MOST of you might not mind, I'm sure there will be some..shocked..teenagers out there if they read this hehehe.
In result of polls, there will be lemons. (Read; sex). However, they won't be too explicit. Somewhere between Twilight and 50 Shades of Grey. (Harharhar).

I hope this satisfied some of you guys.

Btw, over 150 reviews! I love you guys! This is the most I ever had in my life! (Also, 4k plus views!) Muah! Thank you so much for the support. Reading over the beginning, I'm hoping it's not too horrible because I don't really like it hahaha.