AN: Uhh, yeah, I hate these, did I mention that? But there's um, lime/citrus whatever content in this chapter. It just happened, I don't know how. So if you're not of legal age in your country, scram. Otherwise, enjoy. Review. Thank you all :)

Complex

Chapter 7 : Everything Has Changed

Sakura woke up alone in the large bed, arms and legs sprawled across the mattress. She picked up her head sleepily. Light seeped softly through the paper door. She lay like that for awhile, then smelled food.

Food sounded good right now.

She pulled herself from the blankets, still in her clothes, sweaty. At least she was barefoot, she noted.

"Thanks, Sasuke."

She hopped the short distance from the bed to the floor and made her way slowly out of the room and down the walk toward the source of the food-like scent. She stood in the doorway of the kitchen rubbing her face with her hands.

Sasuke looked at her standing there looking like a hot mess. He smiled softly at her. She finished rubbing her eyes and smiled back at him, then sat at the table, turning her chair so she could watch him while tucking her leg underneath her on the seat.

"Watchya cookin'?" She yawned. "Smells interesting."

"Omelettes."

"Oh cool."

The muted sounds of Sasuke gently flipping the eggs and the sizzle of the skillet were the only ones in the sunbathed kitchen for awhile. Finally the tinkling of plates moving against each other and silverware joining them was heard. Sasuke set the table while Sakura watched sleepily and he brought both omelettes over, balancing them on the spatula.

He sat down to eat.

"Itadakimasu." Sakura murmured, slicing into her food with her fork. "Thanks for letting me stay. Sorry I hogged the covers."

"Hn." Sasuke smirked, stuffing some egg into his mouth and slightly making a face.

Sakura noticed and stopped the fork halfway to her mouth. "What's wrong?"

Sasuke shook his head, swallowing. "Nothing."

Sakura sniffed her food. Smelled alright. She took a bite.

"Ooh, too much pepper! Gross!"

Sasuke frowned as he poked at the delicious-looking omelette. It was a pity it would end up in the trash.

He looked up at her.

"Want to grab something else?"

Sakura nodded in agreement, standing up with her plate and holding out her hand for Sasuke's, which he gaveher gladly. She scraped the failed breakfast into the trash and dumped the plates into the sink.

She turned and realized she didn't know where her shoes were.

"Shoes?" she said quietly, pointedly, to Sasuke.

He looked to the genkan.

"Ah."

"Lemme grab a shirt."

"'Kay."

She sat and pulled her shoes on and as she finished, Sasuke came back in his long-sleeved jounin shirt and his cargo pants.

"Can we stop by my house real quick?"

"Hn." Sasuke agreed.

They flew out the door and took to the rooftops. Sakura couldn't help but enjoy the view of the village from up here. It looked so serene and calm, especially in the morning when she and Sasuke were about the only ones up there. But she couldn't help but look down to the place where she had seen the jounin. Of course, there was no one there. If Sasuke noticed her looking, he didn't let on. They arrived shortly at her house, and Sasuke stood in her living room while she changed upstairs and brushed her hair. She appeared downstairs again quickly, and they took off together across town to the Bird Country-style pancake place, without ever exchanging so much as a word.

The young brunette waitress greeted them with a wide smile and handed them their cellophane menus, speaking with her strange, foreign accent.

"Welcome to the Pancake Cafe, Mary Ann will be your waitress today, will y'all be wantin' a booth or a table?" She cocked her head.

"Booth." Sakura smiled back.

The waitress nodded, her updo bobbing with each movement of her head and the couple followed her to their seats.

Sasuke and Sakura sat down tiredly, eyes scouring the menus in their hunger.

"Screw it! I'm getting the pancakes." Sakura tossed her menu down. A slight smile graced Sasuke's fine features. "You know what you want?"

He nodded.

The waitress popped over. "Hi, y'all." She was blonde and short, and a little thick around the middle but overall she seemed to be in good humour, although she didn't flash the couple a hundred-watt smile like the hostess had.

"I just want pancakes. Two orders." Sakura specified.

"Butter?"

"Yes."

The waitress's gaze shifted to Sasuke. "And you, hon?"

"Waffle. This one." He pointed to the belgian waffle.

"With the toppings?"

He nodded.

Sakura stared, speechless. "Sweets?" She whispered.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes at her. "Hn." he grunted quietly.

"I'll be back in a few." She turned and walked briskly to the kitchen. They could hear her yell their orders from their table.

Sakura smiled brightly. "I'm so excited about Friday! We're gonna have a blast!"

Sasuke nodded unhappily.

"Don't make those faces! You'll love it!" Sakura continued to smile warmly at him. "Trust me!"

He sighed. "I don't even know how to dance."

"Really?" Sakura's face fell just a little. "Well, I'll teach you!"

"Ok."

Sasuke obviously didn't want to talk about dancing. "Let's see..." Sakura tried to think of something interesting to say.

"Oh, I ran into Kakashi on your birthday!"

Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "What did he have to say?"

"Yes!" She had caught his interest. Then she remembered what they had talked about.

"Nothing much." She lied. "Just fish. He almost bought our bonito." There was just enough truth in her lie that she hoped it would go undetected.

"What else?"

"Ahh, shit." Sakura maintained her smile. "You."

Sasuke nodded darkly. "Figures."

Sakura was taken aback. "What do you mean?" Apparently Sasuke had disclosed some secret to their jounin ex-teacher. And he didn't even fully trust him.

Sasuke shook his head. "Nothing."

"Don't lie." Sakura said quietly. "I- I don't like it when you lie like that."

Sasuke frowned. "Fine. What do you want me to say?"

"It's not about that. What are you hiding?"

Their pancakes arrived in the midst of the awkward moment. The waitress opened her mouth, then thought better of whatever she was going to say at the dark looks the couple threw her.

Sasuke's head hung down a bit after the waitress left. "Nothing major. It's not like there's another girl or something." He met her gaze.

"I know that." Sakura's face softened. "But we shouldn't keep secrets from each other. How can we expect to have a good relationship with each other if we are lying to each other-" Sasuke opened his mouth to speak. "Shh..." Sakura chided gently. "Let me finish" She reached forward and grasped his clasped hands in her own, pulling them towards her and away from his face. "If you don't tell me about important things, that counts as lying."

Slowly, Sasuke nodded.

"But I still don't want to talk about it. Sakura, please just trust me, it's not a big deal."

Sakura looked him steadily in the eyes. Slowly she let his hands go and she began to eat her pancakes, which she soaked with syrup first. Sasuke ate his waffle just as lethargically.

After a few minutes, Sakura broached the subject again.

"It has to do with those jounin, doesn't it?" She took a guess, and hit the bullseye on the first try. She saw it in Sasuke's slight hesitation on the next bite.

He didn't answer but instead continued eating his strawberry-covered waffle.

"You may not want to tell me, but I will figure it out, trust me Sasuke. And just so you know, Kakashi won't break your trust because he refused to explain his cryptic random comments to me."

Sasuke acted like he was ignoring her, which was infuriating in and of itself, but Sakura knew better. She knew he was listening.

"I will figure this out." She dropped the topic.

"Not before it's too late, though." Sasuke thought to himself.

Finally he could enjoy the latter half of his waffle in peace.

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The next two days flew by in a flash, and before Sasuke knew it he stood outside Sakura's house in his new jeans and one of Naruto's button-up shirts, a light blue one with slightly darker vertical stripes. He wore a wife-beater underneath and he had had to go buy his shoes, black dress shoes, in the most modern style. Sasuke felt naked without his forehead protector. His hair kept falling in his face. He scowled. "When will she finish her primping?" he sighed outwardly. "Geez." he muttered.

Finally Sakura came out and teetered down the stairs. Sasuke fought to keep his mouth from opening. She looked stunning. Her hair was piled on her head in a loose bun, an stray strands of pink framed her face delicately. In the way of makeup, she had only applied a slight amount of tinted lip gloss, but her clothes played up her assets exquisitely. She wore a tight, low cut burgundy microfiber shirt under a fitted black leather jacket that just reached her midriff. Her black skinny jeans hugged her tight butt and muscular thighs closely and just reached her ankles, allowing her strappy high-heels to stand out against her pale feet along with her dark red toes. She handed him her ID and some cash.

"Take care of this for me. I hate taking a purse with me."

He simply nodded, mesmerized. She held out her hand for him to hold and he gripped it for dear life, entwining his fingers in hers. If she wasn't holding his hand, he'd be following her like a lost puppy he thought vaguely.

"Good thing she's short to begin with." Sasuke looked over at her. In those heels, she stood almost eye-to-eye with him. He felt severely under-dressed next to her, even with his four hundred dollar jeans on. She strode confidently down the street with a hypnotizing smile on her face and Sasuke had to stand tall next to her to try to look like he belonged. They got to the club and Sakura smiled at the bouncer. But the man held his hand up about an inch from Sasuke's chest.

Ibiki.

"Pay up, punk." He frowned.

Sasuke fished in his pocket for his wallet. He shoved a twenty into Ibiki's hand without taking a second look at the jounin and Sakura pulled him into the club.

It was the moment of truth.

Lights flashed on the dance floor and around the edges the club was dark except for the backlit bar. This place looked expensive. He caught sight of Ino through the multicolored flashing lights in a silver plunge neckline shirt and blue jeans styled similarly to Sakura's, wearing silver stilettos. She was rubbing her gyrating hips and spinning, next thing he knew she was sinking lower and lower on the dance floor, thrusting her hips to the beat.

"Sasuke! Sasuke!" Sakura was yelling at him over the loud music. He turned to her, suddenly embarrassed. She definitely had caught him out of his element. In fact, Sasuke was completely lost now. Sakura looked kind of pissed, her lips pressed into a thin line.

"I've never been here." He tried to explain. Sakura shook her head slightly.

"She's a slut." She yelled.

"Yeah." Sasuke agreed. Sakura pulled him toward the bar through the crowd of people. He sat down next to Chouji, who had on some kind of heavy jacket and brown boots.

"Hey." Sasuke raised a hand to him in greeting.

Chouji nodded and slammed back a shot, not really paying attention to Sasuke. "Snubbed by Akimichi..."

Sakura ordered something over the din and pointed to Sasuke when the bartender held out his hand. Sasuke dug into his pocket yet again for his wallet and handed over a hundred and fifty ryo.

For shots.

"Fuck..."

Sakura handed him one and they toasted silently, eyes meeting over the alcohol. Once Sasuke had downed the liquor, Sakura pulled him up from the stool and toward the dance floor.

He didn't stand a chance.

He trailed behind her helplessly, staring at her butt as it swayed sexily back and forth in front of him. He wasn't horny, just... distracted. They reached the floor and Sakura continued to push into the crowd. Sasuke caught a glimpse of Naruto dancing by himself, weaving his way through the crowd, hands above his head with a bare torso except for the First's necklace glinting in the intermittent light.

"This is insane."

Sasuke looked around him. Girls and boys pressed their bodies into each other, girls danced drunkenly with each other and some people, like Naruto danced by themselves in their own worlds, while others like Ino, danced with everyone and anyone.

"This is completely bat-shit insane."

Sakura stopped walking and turned to Sasuke, grabbing his other hand.

"Just feel!" She yelled over the pounding music. She put both of his hands on her hips. "Close your eyes if you have to!"

At that moment the song mixed into another one, bringing a cheer from the crowd.

"Oh this is a great song!" Sakura exclaimed, excited. "Its from Suna, its so exotic!"

Sakura threw her hands over her head and started to shake her hips to the beat. Sasuke stood still, idiotically holding her hips.

"Watch!" Sakura indicated as Ino neared her. She nodded at Ino and the blonde knew what to do. The two girls grabbed hands and started to step toward and away from each other, hands up. Suddenly, the beat picked up, and Ino spun Sakura's waist around in between her hands and pressed her body up into Sakura's back. The girls had their eyes closed and they were grinding and stepping in time with each other. They twirled around each other and it looked to Sasuke like their legs were entwined, the girls had joined hips and their hands were free. The girls' bodies were undulating and they leaned back and forth from each other. Sakura looped her fingers through Ino's hair and, legs still entwined, they dipped and swung gracefully with each other in perfect balance and harmony like two figure skaters.

Sasuke's eyes were practically bugging out of his head. He was sure they would start stripping and kissing any moment. Finally the girls broke apart and Ino broke into a hysterical laugh at the sight of Sasuke. Sakura smiled innocently at him, looking purposefully into his face.

It was then that Sasuke realized he was standing stock-still in the middle of the dance floor with a raging hard-on.

Sakura tugged at his hand and pulled him close to her, pressing her hips into his sensitive area.

"This way no one will see." She spoke loudly into his ear. "The song is almost over."

He nodded and tried to swing his hips in time with hers, but the movement felt jerky to him. Besides, he was gonna blow if she kept this up much longer.

To Sasuke's relief the song changed soon but it wasn't much better.

"Turn up the music let's get out on the floor,

Sakura's plump, moist lips mouthed the words.

I like to move it, come on, give me some more..."

"Watch me getting physical, out of control..."

"There's people watching me, I never miss a beat..."

Sakura's breasts pressed into his chest.

"Still the night, kill the lights, feel it under your skin..."

Sakura's voice rang out near Sasuke's ear. She ran her hands along the sides of his body and hooked her fingertips into the waistband of his pants. He brought his hand to her hair and dragged his hand around her neck and down her collarbone tenatively while still moving his hips. He got brave and ran his hand over her jacket and laid it to rest on her waist. Suddenly, everyone in the club was jumping, hands up, two inches between people, if that.

Everyone seemed to be singing from the looks on their faces but only the music blared in his ears.

"Evacuate the dance floor!"

Sakura's breasts bounced tantalizingly in front of his face.

"I'm infected by the sound!"

He gave in and closed his eyes.

"Stop this beat, it's killing me!"

He threw his hands up into the air.

"Hey Mr. DJ let the music take me underground."

And for a moment, Sasuke let go of everything and jumped along with the crowd, turning his face to the ceiling, waving his hands, not caring what he looked like or what he felt like, just basking in the ecstasy of being up against Sakura's body, free, wild, and saturated with lust.

Sasuke smiled a real smile and understood what Naruto must have been feeling when he saw him earlier. He rolled his shoulders and ran his hand through his hair, rubbing up against Sakura the whole time, little did he realize that just about everyone on the sidelines had their eyes on Sakura Haruno and Sasuke Uchiha grinding and dirty dancing in the middle of the dance floor. The word spread quickly, the Uchiha was dancing like no one had ever seen before with his eyes closed, face turned toward his lover, a smile pasted on his face.

The world was surely coming to an end.

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Sakura and Sasuke stumbled home from the club, Sakura carried her shoes in one hand and leaned against Sasuke for support. They were both thoroughly drenched in sweat, but they were happy and satisfied.

Apparently, Sasuke loved to dance.

Sakura smiled at the thought and leaned up to Sasuke for a kiss, a request which he granted her all too happily.

They traipsed through the empty, dusty streets thinking about nothing and anything and everything in their drunken haze, laughing and weaving along the sidewalks and alleyways of Konoha. They got to Sasuke's house and Sasuke allowed Sakura to remove his shoes after she insisted. It took her a few tries but she got it. They helped each other up and stumbled down to his bedroom, Sakura pulling him along, walking backwards, with Sasuke pretending to resist. They finally stood together in the dark room, kissing passionately, and Sakura ran her tongue along Sasuke's lips seeking a taste. He obeyed her instinctively, parting his lips and running his own tongue feverishly over hers. Suddenly a strong desire to lead took over him and he gripped the back of her neck with his fingers, running his thumb over and behind her ear, pressing his hand desperately onto her shoulder under her jacket, urging her to take the thing off.

She shrugged off the heavy piece of clothing and Sasuke didn't hesitate to guide his hands under her shirt next to slide it up over her head, all while continuing to kiss her. She broke the kiss to throw the shirt over her head, revealing a creamy lace-trimmed push up bra. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand appreciatively, and she freed her hands from his thick hair to unbutton his shirt hastily. He helped her as best as he could, then impatiently tore off his undershirt. He pressed against her as quickly as possible, wanting to be close to her warmth and she tilted her head back from him, exposing her alabaster throat to him.

Sasuke couldn't resist. He kissed and licked his way hungrily down her neck, nipping gently at her collarbone. Sakura moaned and wove her fingers through his hair deliciously again. Slowly, Sasuke pushed her back until they collapsed onto the soft bed with a mutual gasp. Sasuke readjusted Sakura under him so that they lay in the middle of the bed together. He gazed at her beautiful body before him, splayed out unabashedly in her desire. He instinctively fell to his elbows, their lips crashing into another breathless kiss and his hips crashing uncontrollably into her crotch.

"Damn these jeans." Sasuke cursed mentally. He reached a hand down and fumbled with Sakura's jeans for a minute. Out of nowhere, her hand guided him under the critical lip of fabric, teaching rather than doing, and he pulled the button free of the hole at last. In a quick jerk he tugged the short zipper down and looped his thumb into the waistline of her pants.

She helped him pull them off.

Sasuke took his now free hand and kneaded Sakura's breast gently and she moaned softly under him as she struggled with the fly of his new pants. He smirked into her mouth, then brought his face to the junction of her shoulder and her slender neck and sealed his lips over the area, sucking, running his tongue roughly over the sensitive area.

Sakura moaned louder.

She finally freed up the front of his pants and tugged them down off of his butt. He broke away from her again, briefly, to pull them off, and they immediately resumed their actions. Sasuke's kisses were working their way into Sakura's bra, lower and lower. Sakura wrapped her legs around his waist and Sasuke pressed his hard length into the warmth in between her legs, thin fabric the only thing separating the two now. Sakura met his tentative press with an urgent upward thrust of her hips.

And this was what brought Sasuke crashing back to reality with a jerk.

He broke away from her slowly and sighed.

"We can't do this."

Sakura looked up at him needily but did not beg.

"Why not?" She asked instead.

"We should wait..." Sasuke leaned away from Sakura, kneeling in between her legs. This was a mistake, because now her need for him was apparent, her moisture soaking the cloth in between her legs. She must have realized this because she immediately shut her legs, thrusting her clasped hands in between her limbs. But the effect that had on her breasts was almost as bad. Sasuke shook his head as though that would make the situation disappear. Sakura looked at Sasuke, confused, feeling slightly betrayed. But at the same time she understood.

"I was saving this for you." She looked straight at him, emboldened by the alcohol that still coursed through her system.

"Good, because I have no idea what I'm doing either." Sasuke looked down at his knees, brow creased.

Sakura laughed, then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank Kami, I was worried I wouldn't meet your expectations!"

Sasuke smirked at her honesty.

"We'll have plenty of time for this later." He hoped she picked up on the hint.

She didn't, and it was apparent in the childish giggle she responded with.

Sasuke laughed as well and motioned for her to pick up her butt so that he could pull the duvet out from under her.

Together they spooned under the covers, inadequately dressed but mentally prepared to resist the temptation at one anothers' fingertips.

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Sasuke leaned on his side and stared silently at the sleeping kunoichi beside him. The blue-orange morning light was just peeking into the room, tinting her white cheeks a gentle pink. He reached out and gently tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear with his free hand and her eyes fluttered open.

She was a ninja after all.

She smiled sleepily, blissfully at Sasuke.

Sasuke bent toward her and kissed her softly.

"Wait one second." He turned to the beside table and noisily opened the drawer, retrieving something.

Sakura waited patiently with the same smile on her face.

Sasuke turned to her and smiled at her as well. He reached for her hand under the covers and slipped the simple ring that had been passed from generation to generation among the Uchihas around her finger.

"Marry me?"

Sasuke cocked his head slightly and raised his eyebrows questioningly at Sakura.

Sakura clasped his hand tightly under the covers and suddenly broke into tears, throwing herself at him, burying her face in the crook of his neck.

Sasuke rubbed her back gently.

"Of course I'll marry you Sasuke. Of course."

Sasuke smiled at her and kissed her cotton-candy locks.

"I'm glad." He murmured.