Title: Konoha Church Camp

Summary: Church camp has never been so adolescently brilliant. Mortal enemies since kinder garden, what will Sasuke and Sakura do when they go to the same church camp over the summer? M for later chapters.

Chapter 8: Who's Hooking Up?


Sakura's POV

Glaring at the bottom of the top bunk. That's whats I've been doing all night. Ever since I got back from almost drowning that is. And Karin has been working my very last nerve. I just couldn't stand the thought of me thinking about Sasuke in anyway that's not extreme hatred. I mean that's the way it's always been right? It wouldn't change would it?

Whoa. Was I actually going to miss it if it all of the sudden disappeared?

The sad truth.

Was yes.

Or was I just going to miss the great Uchiha's attention? Maybe that was it. I just liked the attention.

Pfft like Sasuke? Ha. never.

I let out a deep sigh. I'm a huge pile of denial.

'Always'

I saw tiny strands of Karin's hair appear before her face came into view.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" She asked. Ugh. How annoying.

"Shouldn't you be shutting up?" Ino said from across the cabin.

Karin ignored her like always. "All Sasuke is going to do now is try getting in your pants. Just like he does to everyone else. You're no different. Nothing special."


Sakura's POV

"Sakura."

The way he whispered my name in my ear sent chills of delight up and down my whole body. Why was he here? He opened his mouth. I thought he was about to say something again but instead he brought his soft lips to mine.

This time I wasn't afraid. I kissed him back. Pressed against the bathroom door he brought his fingertips to the hem of my shirt, lifting it up a bit.

He forced himself to pull away from me, bringing his lips to my ear.

"Sakura, please?" He was begging me. He took my earlobe in his mouth, nibbling on it with those pearly white teeth of his.

His hand retreated from my shirt and made its way to the hem of my skirt, grabbing my thigh before sliding his hand upward.

"S-Sasuke I-"

I opened my eyes. I had somehow finally managed to doze off. Because there was no one in the cabin besides me now, and it was about 11 am. It was a dream? What the hell has gotten into me?

It was Monday. We had to go to that meeting thing about Battle of the Sexes. It sounded fun. But where would the fun be without my worst enemy? Besides, the chances of him liking me were about as small as Ino's ego is big. Like Karin said. I wasn't anything special.

I couldn't start being nice to him now. Especially not this week.

It would ruin everything.

"Oh my gosh! Sakura did you hear? Itachi and Karin hooked up last night." Ino was saying

I thought this was Church Camp.

"Really?" I asked. I wasn't really interested. Itachi was obviously a man whore. A bad one too.

"Yeah. I was talking to those guys earlier. Everyone hooks up here. And they have killer parties about a mile from here in this abandoned shack in the woods. They invited us to go there later tonight for the first one. You coming?"

"I don't know Ino." I replied hesitantly.

"Sasuke's gonna be there and we can torture the hell out of him." she offered, a mischevious gleam in her eyes.

Yeah. I'm there.


Sasuke's POV

I was lying on my bed, my head resting on my pillow with my hands clasped behind my neck for support.

For the first time, I was utterly disgusted with my thoughts. I couldn't get that picture of Sakura's soaking wet body out of my head. She was so beautiful. Her wet pink hair clinging to her face and neck. Panting for air.

Except the images in my head had nothing to do with her almost drowning.

Honestly. I wanted to..well you know.

With Sakura Haruno.

But Haruno would never in a million years sleep with me. Why can't everything be as simple as it used to be?

Sleeping with girls without caring if they got sad or not. But Sakura was different. She'd always been that way.

She just didn't sleep around.

Everyone knew that we hated each other. It would contradict our whole relationship if we were even a bit friendly with each other. And I heard some of the guys talking about how fun this week would be since we were mortal enemies and all.

"Yo Sasuke. You going to that party tonight?" Naruto blurted, popping his head out of the bathroom with a toothbrush in his mouth.

"Waste of time Naruto." I replied, feeling a bit bored despite my predicament.

"But Sakura will be there and-"

My eyebrows scrunched together with frustration. "I'm going." I said the words without thinking. Why did it matter? Naruto knew anyway. He had even known before I did.

Naruto grinned, retreating back into the bathroom to brush his teeth.

Why did I even agree to that? This "party" could be the life ruin-er I was talking about. If I wasn't mean to Sakura like usual then people would start to wonder.

Maybe if I..talked to her?


Sakura's POV

I exited the large building while Asuma was giving his speech. Ino would catch up with me later. I had to get back to the cabin and wash up a bit. I was sweating like a pig in there.

I made my way across the freshly cut green grass and entered the cabin.

"Sakura."

That voice. That regrettably irresistible whisper. It had to be. It sounded just like my dream. My face grew red hot before I turned, facing the one and only Sasuke Uchiha.

"I uh-need to talk to you." He said awkwardly, scratching the back of his head.

He shut the door behind him, leaving us alone in the cabin.

If this couldn't remind me any more of my dream. It just had. He stepped closer to me, running his fingers along my forearm before closing the gap between us with a kiss.

Sasuke's eyes were closed, his face close. His lips pressing onto mine.

And again. Just like my dream I returned the kiss. I was backing up quickly. Each step matching the pounding in my chest. My back finally met the cabin wall, Sasuke placed his hands on either side of my head.

They came down to rest on my shoulders, sliding down slowly. The hairs on my neck were standing up. Cold chills of pleasure coursing through me.

It was the most intense feeling I had ever felt. Ever.

Here I was, kissing my worst enemy at Church Camp. Releasing all my stress, anger and confusion into him through our kiss.

But what was he really here for?

"All Sasuke is going to do now is try getting in your pants. Just like he does to everyone else. You're no different. Nothing special."

That's it. It's got to be. I placed my palms on his chest. Sensing I was about to push him away he removed his lips from mine, panting in my ear.

Waves of guilt replaced waves of pleasure as I started missing him kissing me.

"Sakura I-"

It was clear he didn't know what to say.

I wouldn't know what to say either.

I didn't know what to say come to think of it.

"Well, well, well. Looks like Sasuke's keeping his word?"

Itachi made his presence known as he leaned against the door frame.

"What do you mean?" I asked, searching for answers wherever I could.

"Just the other day he was saying how he wanted in your pants so bad. Said he was making his move soon."

"Don't listen to him Sakura." Sasuke's voice was firm and angry as he glared at Itachi.

I wasn't. I wasn't listening to anyone anymore. "Get out." I commanded.

Itachi looked amused. Sasuke looked angry. They both had no right to be here. I stormed to the bathroom and slammed the door in the approaching Sasuke Uchiha's face.

I ran my fingers through my tangled pink hair. How could I let him get to me like that?

I have to just forget about it. Get it all out of my head. Put it all behind me. I stripped off my clothes and got into the shower.

I was going to that party.

I was going to that party and I was going to get revenge on Uchiha. Just like I've always done for the past 10 years.


Man, rewriting this story is making me cringe. Hahaha (: