A/N: Oh man, you guys, I am so embarrassed. I skimmed through all of my stories, and wow, I made typos! I'm just so lazy when it comes to actually rereading my chapter before I upload it, and wow, the typos could give a different story than what I was trying to type.

I'm so sorry for my lazyness! And sorry guys, no lemon this chapter. Maybe a really small lime, if you consider what the beginning of this chapter is a lime.

Disclaimer: Ah… the dreaded disclaimer. All right, you caught me. Don't own Naruto.

The Seal of Trust

Summary: Playboy Uchiha Sasuke and Playgirl Haruno Sakura are finally a couple. Everything's great with them, but after being a playboy and playgirl for so long, can they give it up so easily[SasuSaku [Sequel: The Dating Game

Chapter 8 – Resistance

With Sasuke on top, his heavy weight pushed Sakura down on the cushiony bed, mouths still fused together. Sakura smiled into his kiss, loving the way he always filled it with such need and longing mixed in with the force and hunger of each of his kisses, which is what made him unique from the many past boyfriends she used to have.

Sakura wound her arms loosely around his neck, letting his tongue completely dominate in the hot caverns of her mouth, letting him toy with her, since at the moment she didn't really care. Just living in the moment, with her boyfriend, in a very fancy hotel, with her other good friends in rooms just next to theirs. Ah, Sakura thought soothingly, taking a deep breath when Sasuke released her lips and trailed down her neck. Life is good.

Sasuke, finished with her neck, moving his head up to her ear, chuckling. "What's with the lack of participation Sakura?" he breathed, giving the lobe of her ear a quick nip. He placed both of his arms next to her face; supporting his body as he looked down at her, long raven bangs tickling her porcelain face.

Sakura pressed both of her palms on the front of his chest, fingering the cloth of his shirt for a while. "'Lack of participation?'" Sakura asked in a sweet tone, a sly smile forming on her face. Using a part of her strength that Sasuke never knew she had but was delighted to know she possessed it, she pushed Sasuke off of her onto another side of the bed where she crawled on top of him, hands once again fingering his shirt.

She leaned her face towards his, the sly smile still on her face. "What lack of participation?"

Sasuke gave her a sexy grin, "Now that's more like it." Sakura rolled her deep emerald eyes, leaning down and kissing him, as Sasuke flipped her over again, pressing even harder on her mouth as Sakura returned with equal force. The soft moan that escaped from her lips as Sasuke ravished her mouth with his teeth and tongue only excited him more.

As his mouth slanted over hers as he pressed even more force on her, his right hand went from her long, soft bright pink hair down her neck, taking his time as he trailed down the side of her upper torso, teasing the side of her chest, down to the hem of her shirt. Sakura pulled back, leaning her head back to get another fresh breath of air, Sasuke still smirking above her.

He swiftly moved his hand inside her shirt, his pale fingers brushing across her stomach, sending a wave of excitement and pleasure throughout Sakura's body causing the pink-haired girl shivered in reaction. Sasuke chuckled again, looking down at Sakura with endless black orbs. "You like that?" he whispered, hot breath fanning her face.

Sakura swallowed, a small smile on her face. Sure, she'd had boys touch her stomach before when they claimed it was an "accident", but it was the way that Sasuke did it. So swiftly, so confidently, and the movement of his actions excited her, a feeling she hadn't felt in a while ever since she'd been with Sai. Wow, Inner Sakura commented. He moves fast.

"You know, Sakura-chan," Sasuke said in his deep, smooth voice. "If you like that…" he drawled his tone, "I bet you'll like this even better." His hand moved slowly and teasingly upward. Sakura kept her eyes on his face, moving her hand to the back of his head as she pulled down and kissed him aggressively, her other hand moving and grabbing the wrist of Sasuke's hand that was currently under her shirt.

Letting go of both Sasuke's mouth and hand, she quickly moved away, sitting on top of the bed with arms crossed over her chest. The look the Uchiha gave her was one full of confusion. "What'd you do that for?" he asked her, questioning the light scowl she was giving him.

She gave him a quick smile. "I think we went a little too far that time." Sasuke mentally cursed in his head. Damn, just when I was about to get her to— He quickly got rid of the dirty mental image in his head before flashing Sakura a charming grin. He moved towards her, moving strong arms around her waist and pressing her body against his.

"You think that was too far?" he said, still grinning at her. "Come on Sakura…" He moved and pressed his forehead onto hers. "I'm sure you've gone farther than that before."

"That's not the point, Sasuke-kun," Sakura said, pressing a hand on his chest to put some distance between them instead of bringing him closer like she had been doing a few minutes ago. "I don't want to go too far, especially because I don't want anyone like Ino and Naruto listening to our…" a small blush crept on her face, "well, what we were just doing."

You can that an excuse? Her alter ego argued. You know as well as I that's not what you were thinking. In fact, that excuse—you were thinking the exact opposite of that! Inner Sakura's mental statement caused Sakura's face to flush even darker.

"That's your excuse?" Sasuke told her, charming grin growing wider. "I don't give a damn if they do hear." He pushed her down on the soft bed again, his hand placed at her waist.

Sakura pouted, making Sasuke chuckle, a sound Sakura very much liked to hear. "Whenever you do that," Sasuke growled, looking down at her full, pouting lips. "You look good enough to eat."

Sakura laughed softly at his innuendo. "Isn't that cute?"

Sasuke grinned, giving a chaste kiss on her mouth, moving down to her neck, his teeth scraping at the soft skin as his hand moved underneath her blouse again. Sakura giggled again, the many sensations he was giving her made her feel ticklish at wherever he touched.

"Damn Sakura," Sasuke said, soft panting hitting her ear. "You make me so crazy with the need to fuck you." Her unique pink hair. Her squeaky voice. Her tempting body. Her cute face. Her everlasting green eyes. "You drive me insane."

Knock! Knock!

"Forehead girl! Sasuke-kun!" Ino's loud voice bellowed from their door. "Come on! Get your lazy asses up! All of us want to go out to eat!" A pause. Then more knocking, "Hey! Forehead girl! You better not be doing what I think you're doing, because if you are—!"

Shikamaru's voice drawled from outside their door. "Stop yelling"—a yawn—"and just give them some time."

"But think about it Shika-kun! What if they're—!"

"Hey," Tenten's voice came. "What's taking them so long? Everyone else is already in the limo ready to go."

"Well Tenten-chan," Ino chimed, "I think that they're doing 'you-know-what'."

From inside the hotel room, Sakura rolled her eyes while Sasuke twitched. "Your friends…" Sasuke mumbled, looking down at Sakura who beamed up at him, pushing him off.

The said girl walked towards the door, opening it before Ino and Tenten could continue their conversation. "Ino-pig!" Sakura exclaimed. "You know that I can hear you from inside the suite, don't you?"

Ino rolled her sky blue eyes at the comment Sakura made, looking over the girl's appearance. Tangled hair, thought the blonde girl, ruffled clothes… "Just what exactly were you doing in there, Sakura?" Ino gave a wide knowing smile as Sakura's face flushed.

Ino's smile doubled in size when she saw Sasuke walk across the suite, also having (from what she could see) tangled hair and ruffled clothing. "Aha!" She pointed. "So you were getting 'busy' with each other!"

Sakura managed a scowl, despite her already red face. "We were not!"

"Well, Sakura-chan, the evidence speaks for itself," Tenten piped in the conversation, making a hand gesture as she lifted her hand from the height of Sakura's head and lowered it to her waist level.

Mentally, Sakura silently fumed. If it weren't for Sasuke-kun being so damn aggressive to my hair and my shirt, I wouldn't even be in this argument!

That's true. Her alter ego agreed. But you do like his aggressiveness.

I do not! Sakura retorted haughtily.

You know, I think you really hit rock bottom when you argue with yourself. Actually, I think there's a word for that, it's called insanity

Dropping the conversation that she and her mental self were having, not noticing that Ino and Tenten were having a completely different conversation of their own ("I'm telling you, the evidence is all there! And since billboard brow hasn't said anything against it, it must be true!" "I guess you're right, they must've been very busy, if you look at the way she looks. Evidence does not lie!"), and decided to change the subject to rid herself of her temporary humiliation.

"You'd think she'd even have the decency to hide that her and Sasuke-kun were—"

"Shut up, Ino-pig!" said Sakura, then proceeded to quieting her voice down, "I think we get it."

The blonde-haired girl looked back at Sakura, hands on her hips as she closed her sky blue eyes and shrugged. "Just stating the facts."

Sakura rolled her eyes. "So, why'd you guys come up here anyway?" Tenten and Ino both exchanged looks of confusion before turning their faces back to Sakura's. Sakura sighed from frustration. "Come on guys! You can't tell me that you came all the way up here just to bother me!"

Ino feigned a look of hurt, lifting her hand and mockingly holding it over her heart, "Bothering you? Is that what you call our friendly visit to your room?"

"Wait, Ino-chan," Tenten whispered, leaning over to the blonde's ear and holding her hand over her mouth. "What did we come here for?"

"I thought you remembered!" Ino whispered back. The brunette merely shook her head, and Ino sighed. "I forgot also. I had so much fun torturing Sakura it must've slipped my mind…"

"You guys," Sakura mumbled, slapping her forehead. "You know I can hear you."

"What's your point?" Ino asked. Running footsteps were heard from down the hallway.

"Hey, hey!" A loud voice called, soon recognized as Naruto's. "What's taking you guys so long? I'm starving, can you hurry up and get Sakura-chan and Sasuke-teme down to get something to eat?!"

"Get something to eat?" Sakura repeated quietly to herself. "Oh!" She quickly ran in back inside her suite where she saw Sasuke watching her with a raised eyebrow as she quickly zipped across the room to her luggage. "Sasuke-kun! We need to change! Everyone's probably starving by now from hunger!"

Sasuke, merely wearing a black shirt clad with the Uchiha crest on it's back that hugged his torso nicely along with a simple pair of shorts, walking over to the pink-haired girl. He wrapped his arms around her middle, resting his chin on her shoulder as she picked out clothes to wear from her suitcase. "So are you saying that we aren't going to finish what we started earlier?" Sasuke said in her ear, his hot breath sending a tickling sensation down her spine.

Sakura blushed, "I don't have time for that now, Sasuke-kun." Not having enough time (or so she convinced herself) to pick the best outfit, Sakura settled with a D&G black miniskirt along with a D&G black tank top to match. She brushed her tangled pink hair, letting the wavy tresses cascade down her back, pushing a few strands along her front shoulder.

"Sakura-chan!" Naruto whined from outside the door, knocking on it harshly. "I'm so hungry!" Sakura sweat-dropped when she heard his stomach growl, along with another whining sound.

"Tch, dobe," Sasuke muttered, opening the door that Naruto was leaning on, leading the blond-haired boy to fall flat on his face.

"Ow!" Naruto complained, getting up and rubbing his face. "Damn it, teme! What the hell was that for?!"

"Baka."

"Okay Naruto," Sakura chirped, appearing at Sasuke's side and grabbing onto his arm. "We can go now!" Sasuke gave a side-glance at Sakura with his onyx orbs, noticing how her bright pastel pink hair made nice even waves down her back, making her emerald green eyes sparkle even brighter than they usual do. Her face, having a genuine smile fixed upon it, seemed to glow with the sun hitting against her porcelain skin.

"Sasuke-kun, you alright?" Sakura asked, noticing the way her boyfriend was eyeing her a few moments ago. The Uchiha didn't respond, instead Naruto's voice filled the air.

"Hey, teme, get your eyes off Sakura-chan for a second and get your ass moving!" Naruto was already ahead, motioning for them to move along.

"Naruto, where'd Ino-pig and Tenten-chan go?" Sakura still clasped onto Sasuke's arm, walking with him as they went towards the outside where the limo was parked. She didn't notice the way Sasuke's face twisted, also not noticing that whenever he looked down at her, the tank top she was wearing would sometimes move forward, giving him a slight view of her cleavage.

"Oh, they already went back towards the limo," Naruto put it simply, answering her question.

Sakura nodded, letting go of Sasuke's arm, (to his secret relief, since he wasn't sure how much longer he could control himself) as she bounced forward towards the limo with Naruto.

Naruto opened the door, jumping inside. "We can finally leave now for the food!" Naruto shouted, taking a seat beside Hinata who giggled quietly to herself at Naruto's silly behavior.

"Geez, billboard brow!" Ino said with a teasing smile on her face. "What took you so long? Don't tell me you and Sasuke-kun got busy again doing—" Sakura put her hand over her mouth before she could finish.

"I just couldn't find the right thing to wear," Sakura answered, sitting down next to a seat Sasuke took as he sat inside. He put an arm around her waist, pushing her towards him out of habit, not that Sakura minded.

"Sure…" Ino said, giving her a coy wink, causing the pink-haired girl to blush naturally.

"Women…" Shikamaru mumbled, Neji merely nodding in agreement.

"Finally! Food time!" Naruto cheered, rubbing his hands together as Hinata laughed once more.

A/N: Lame ending, I know. Probably not even a good chapter for exactly 2 months wait. I'm sorry guys, but I thought I'd upload this anyway. My writing skills are a bit rough, and even I admit that this wasn't as good as I wanted it to be. Oh well, hope you still like it!