Stepping out of the shower, the pink haired woman snagged a plush towel from the available rack and wrapped it around her body, tucking in one corner into the snug fit to keep it in place. Sakura walked out of the incredibly huge bathroom and to her designated bed, rummaging through her temporary drawers to find a clean change of underwear. Once obtained, she wiggled it up her legs and snapped her bra into place. She then stalked off to the blow dryer in the bathroom.
It hurled to life, screaming in her eardrum as she waved it over her damp hair. She ran her fingers through the length, smiling as the hot air massaged her shoulders and scalp. Everybody was already eating dinner, but Sasuke agreed to take her out tonight, just the two of them. They weren't exactly allowed to do this, so getting out involved sneaking around the front desk and somehow slipping back in.
Sakura brushed through her mostly dried hair and slid into her favorite pair of snug jeans. Zipping up the zipper, she pulled out several possible options before opting for a plain and white long-sleeved shirt. It hugged her nicely, but was lucid enough to see her bra so she slid a red tee shirt over it. Besides, it got chilly at night. The casual look was cute she supposed, but it wasn't like they were going anywhere special.
The green eyed girl walked out the door to her now vacant room and headed for the elevator. She stepped on and waited for the metal slabs to close behind her, but a strong hand threw itself in between them at the last second.
"Wait!" a male's voice boomed.
When he stepped on, she had to do a double take. Long raven locks were loosely tied back at the base of his neck. He stood tall and strong and sported a very expensive looking Italian designer suit. His briefcase hung lazily at his side and he readjusted a crooked tie as the elevator sealed them in once more. What she couldn't take her eyes off of, was the almost identical optics he had to her very own boyfriend. Could it be...?
"Eh-hem." she coughed. "Excuse me, sir."
He finally acknowledged her presence with a smile. "Yes?"
"Are you, perhaps, Itachi Uchiha?" she asked nervously.
He furrowed his brows, amused. "I do believe so." he upturned a corner of his mouth. "I don't get that too often."
"Oh." Was all that uttered from her lips as she peered down at her sneakers, suddenly interested in the skid marks.
"Are you, perhaps, one of Sasuke's classmates?"
"Something like that." she smiled.
"Hn." he grunted (Sakura figured it was one of a thousand Uchiha traits.). "I figured I'd bump into him sooner or later."
The elevator sang a soprano note, notifying the passengers that it had successfully completed it's task.
"Tell him to come see me in my room at some point. It's very critical he does, but I suppose it can wait until tomorrow. Ms. Sabaki will know what number it is. Nice talking to you...?" he cut off, implying he asked for identification. The rosette bet somebody as busy as he wouldn't remember by the next hour.
"Sakura."
"Sakura...hm...well, please inform Sasuke." he curtly nodded before stalking off the elevator and out the front lobby doors.
The pink haired beauty stood there a moment, shocked in the least. She had just met her boyfriend's brother, and it was a short and awkward encounter. Itachi will sure be surprised when he finds that the petite and strange girl he met capriciously in the hotel elevator was dating his little brother. She just silently shrugged and made her way to the dining area to meet a certain younger raven haired male.
Must be a small world after all.
Strolling over to the corner where she saw a cluster of her friends hung, she immediately wrapped her arms around Sasuke's torso and nuzzled her face in between his shoulder blades.
"Hey." she grinned against the smooth muscle in his back.
"Aa." he said, but turned around and gathered her to his side. "Ready?"
She sighed. "I am. Not to crazy about scaling the back wall though."
"Is that whining I hear?"
"Oh shut it. Let's go." she said, grabbing his hand. She waved at her friends. "See you guys later."
"Don't be gone too late." Ino called. "I may fall asleep and not be able to let you in!"
Pushing open the patio door, Sakura trudged through the damp ground and to the stone wall covered in stylishly over grown vines. She took her time reaching from each jutted rock to another, and eventually she swung a leg over one side and lowered herself to the other. She punched Sasuke's arm when he pulled himself in two strides, making her look pathetic.
"I don't see why we don't go out the front door and sneak in the back."
"Ms. Sabaki will see me leave, and will wait until she sees me back."
"Whoa. Isn't that creepy?"
"No. She's worked in the family for about a decade. She knows it's important that the son of the company owners is to be under radar at all times."
The rosette playfully jabbed at his side. "Aren't you being the badass tonight?"
"Hn."
"Thanks for taking me out though." she said, tangling their hand together. "Oh! You'll never guess who I met today!"
"Who would that be." he smirked.
"I was coming down the elevator and, completely random, on popped your brother. He told me to tell you to see him before we left."
"My brother? Itachi?"
"Yeah, him." she confirmed, looking into his confused orbs. "What is it?"
"That can't be right. Itachi's supposed to be in Paris, no where near Kyoto. Why would he be here?"
She threw her free arm up in the air. "Beats me! Ask him yourself. Maybe that's why he wanted to see you."
"I don't get it. Why would he skip out on such a big business deal..." he mumbled to himself.
"I thought you don't stick your nose in the family business."
"I never said that. I said I'm just inheriting the corporation and it doesn't interest me to some degree."
"Right" she dragged on.
They didn't have to walk far before they entered a bustling block, lined with twinkling street and building lights and chatty people. Sasuke and Sakura blended into the crowd of happy couples, all who clung to each other and aimlessly walked into stores and stopped at tiny shops and concession stands. The place seemed to be alive and a warm, light atmosphere swirled around the entire street.
"Wow." she breathed. "This is nice."
"Yeah.." he nodded. "When my parents stayed here, Itachi used to take me here all the time when we were younger."
The green eyed girl squeezed his hand, happy that he's sharing such a sight with her. "It must have been nice. Are you guys still close?"
"To an extent. He's a very busy man now."
"I could see that. He rushed out the hotel like it was on fire."
"I still wonder what he's doing in Kyoto of all places..." he trailed.
Walking down the street and holding hands with the boy she was madly infatuated with had her giddy. She let her head fall on his arm as they strolled down the serene yet moving blocks that was this little portion of the city.
"Odango! Get your Odango here, fresh and ready!" a middle aged vendor called.
"Custom t-shirts, half off!" Another competed for attention.
Sasuke nudged her with his arm. "Want something?"
"I'm fine." she smiled, closing her eyes. "Just being here with you is enough."
"You're easier to please then I thought you'd be."
"For now I am. Once we're back home I bet that police station is up and running, and you're going to be ditching me-"
"Not ditching, training and temporarily less available." he cut in.
"-I'll have Stu-Co as we get ready for Prom-which you still have to ask me to- and Yamanaka Floral gets a lot of custom orders for corsages around Prom time, so work will be a pain in the ass. I just want to enjoy these little snippets of time I get with you."
He stayed silent for a long time, before stopping at a bench and sitting down.
"Tired already?" she joked. "That was quick."
The onyx eyed boy pulled her to his right, curling his solid arm around her and tucking her pink head under his strong jaw. He barely smiled at the fresh wildflower scent. "You could come visit me in my apartment, you know."
"What if you're not home?"
"That's what cell phones are for."
"What if I want to see you, but it's really late?" she asked, looking up through her long lashes.
"I'll come pick you up. Personally."
"Good. I hate walking alone at night."
"You used to tell me you loved doing that." he quirked a suspicious brow.
"Not anymore."
He paused."Does it have to do with that night you called me upset?"
Sasuke hit home, and he knew it when she tensed under his grasp.
"What happened?" he lowered his voice, sounding dangerous around the surrounding laughter.
"Nothing. Just..."
"Just?"
It's now or never, Sakura.
"I bumped into Sasori-"
"You what?"
"I know, I know!" she hurried. "It was stupid but I always take walks in the park and he was there and seemed really nice and I didn't think it fair to judge somebody right away so I took up his offer of chocolate so we went to the vending machine and I shouldn't have because we were taught at a young age that it's wrong to follow strangers for candy but I did and we had an innocent argument and he must be bipolar or something because he pushed me into a vending machine." she gaped for air, after blurring sentence after sentence together in one breathe.
The raven haired male went ridged, and stared at the store straight ahead. It was like he wasn't even breathing. Getting worried at the deadly aura surrounding him, the rosette looked up at her boyfriend, dread creeping down her spine like a drip of cold sweat. Eventually, she couldn't take the intense silence.
"Sasuke..?"
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked coolly. "Do you not trust me?"
"No! I do! I just didn't want you mad at me for following him when you told me not to. I was afraid that if I did you'd storm off angry and I didn't want to lose you. Or, you blame Sasori and do something stupid."
He let out a quick, hard breathe before slumping back in the seat. "You're too nice for your own good. When somebody tells you somebody is bad news, don't go around giving them chances like that."
"Everybody in town said Naruto was bad news, but I gave him a chance..." she muttered.
"That's different."
"How is that different? He just needed a friend. I thought maybe Sasori needed a friend too. I now know what I did not, and I apologize for not listening. I swear to you I will not go around him, or his crazy band of weirdos ever again."
He thought on it before he spoke, his voice still had a steely edge. "I suppose. But I'm being serious, this happens again you tell me immediately."
"Scout's honor." she tried to jest to lighten the mood.
"...Nerd."
"You're the one dating me."
"Hn." he grunted.
"Don't you 'hn' me!" she giggled. "We are here for a bonding moment. What am I supposed to say to 'hn'?"
"What you normally do to silence, you loquacious woman."
She playfully glared at him and thumped on his back, before shrieking lightly as she felt herself being pulled into his lap. She rested her face in the crook of his neck, breathing in his natural scent of rain water and fire. An odd combination, but she loved it none the less. Her lips brushed the sensitive skin where they resided as she spoke.
"Are we okay? You're not angry, are you?"
"I am a little upset, yes, and I wish you would have told me sooner. But as long as it doesn't happen again, I'm sure we'll get pass this like the mature young adults we are (Sakura snorted at that.). Besides," he lifted her head up by her chin, looking into her eyes with earnest. "Life's too short to hold grudges."
He swooped down and caught her lips. She let him carry on for a few, but when she felt his tongue glide along her bottom lip, she slowly leaned back.
"Face it. You just want me for my lips."
"Your lips," he began with a quick kiss. "Your hands." He kissed those as well. "Your neck." He gave a tiny nip there. "Your hands." He intertwined their fingers together. "Your everything."
"Complete utter sap that was right there." she laughed. "But for you, it works. On anyone else I'm sure it would have been cheese fest."
"Saying I'm cheesy?"
"Like cheddar, my 'love'." she lowered her voice deeply at the last word, grinning when he cringed."How do you like that?"
"If you do that again, I'm leaving and I don't know you."
"...Party killer."
"Loud mouth."
"Then shut me up."
"Gladly." he smirked, crushing his lips forcefully to hers again.
She let him proceed with slipping his tongue past her lips this time, threading her hands through his spikes. He pressed her flush body against his, ignoring the way people were openly gawking in their direction. They only pulled away when a loud growl erupted from Sakura's empty stomach. She burst into laughter and she rubbed her stomach.
"You did keep me from dinner." she grinned.
He said nothing, but gripped her hand and dragged her to the nearest food stand. He order something off the menu quickly, knowing what foods she liked and disliked. He purchased the item and placed it in her hands before she could protest about him paying.
"Just eat."
She nodded, and picked at it for a minute before gazing at Sasuke.
"What?" he asked.
"Please don't say anything to Sasori."
"What?"
She sighed. "I know you. You're going to stalk off and try to be a hero and kick his ass for me. It's not worth jeopardizing your future career for something so trivial. Don't do anything. Just leave him alone and he'll get bored and leave town on his own. He seems like the type."
"Sakura, I can't do that."
"Yes, you can. And you will. For me?" she pleaded.
He heaved a sough. "I will try. That is all I can say."
She bit into her food, rolling her eyes at her boyfriend. Sakura may be quick tempered and ready to jump into a fight in a heartbeat, but she couldn't bear the thought of somebody she cared about getting into one of them. Sasori seemed a little out of it, so she couldn't be sure what could happen if he went to bump heads with Sasuke. Including the fact Sasori had his goons with him. She doesn't want anything to happen that could possibly hurt her precious ones, so she just wants everybody out of it. Kiba in the hospital was probably Sasori's doing, she's sure of it, and that was proof enough. She would do anything to protect the people close to her.
"So, what now?" he asked when she threw her empty food tray away.
"Hm." she hummed, narrowing her eyes as she surveyed their surroundings.
She grazed her roaming orbs over several stores, ignoring the blinking signs and eager looking managers. She pulled the onyx eyed male closer to her as a chill ran over her body, causing her to slightly quake in the breeze. He smiled at that, wrapping his jacket around her. He leaned closer to her ear, his sudden breath making her jump.
"This scenario reminding you of something?" he asked.
The rosette giggled. "Yeah, but we're missing the part where we were stranded in the middle of nowhere and had to walk a mile in the cold."
"I figured we could skip over that part this time."
"I don't blame you." she said with a nod, before noticing an iridescent gleam in the corner of her iris. She bounded up happily to the direction of the object whilst tugging Sasuke's wrist. The object that had caught her attention had been the beads attached to small key chains that sat proudly under a tiny cabana. The pink haired beauty nodded warmly to the tiny elderly lady who ran the stand, before picking through the merchandise. She laughed kindheartedly, singling out a tiny pendent that held a small and lush sakura tree in front of a creamy white backdrop, it's plump petals tipping to the ground in a flurry.
"Fitting, huh?" she smiled.
"Aa." he grunted, but pulled out his wallet.
"No!" Sakura groaned. "I got this one. Quit buying me things, you're making me feel bad!"
Before she could protest any further, he had paid for the tiny item, rolling his eyes at her rants as he slid the receipt into his back pocket.
"Will you quit that complaining?" he sighed. "It's unattractive."
"Fine!" she huffed. "Let me buy you one..."
"That's not really necessary-"
"Nonsense." she waved, scanning over the items again. "Let me."
"Hn."
She eventually beheld a tiny black key chain, an uchiwa fan perched in the front, a swirl of crimson and eggshell filling the inside of the object. She smiled as she stared at the design and how it practically screamed Sasuke.
"Look here! I know how to pick 'em." she nodded proudly.
She pulled out a few dollar bills, sliding the receipt into her pocket and the merchandise into his hands.
"Cherish this." she whispered dramatically. "You'll look back on this moment fondly."
"Quit talking to me like I'm going to be some old geezer."
"Well, you are. Everybody will." she placed a finger next to her lips, thinking. "Hard to imagine you all shriveled up and needing help to go to the bathroom."
He groaned. "You are so weird."
"What?"
"Nothing. Just nothing."
"Don't want to hear your lip, Sasuke. You were the one who wanted to take me out."
"Don't remind me."
The green eyed girl playfully jabbed his side, sticking her tongue out as she evaded his attempt at grabbing her and the skin where his fingers brushed tingled pleasantly. The sounds of music flitted across the happy atmosphere. There were corner bands dotted everywhere, their convenient and saucy notes making the walk more enjoyable and entertaining.
She jogged ahead and turned around to face him, a smug look dancing across her pretty features. The raven haired male froze in his tracks, watching as she swayed her curvy hips to the deep drum of the street band. The rosette was obviously taunting him, finding it amusing the way his onyx optics lingered over her moving torso. She wiggled a finger, wordlessly asking him to join her. He declined with a single shake of his head.
She danced up to him, shimmying her chest in a mocking move. "What's the matter, Sasuke? Afraid you can't keep up with me?"
"As if." he scowled jokingly, pulling her close and halting her silly assault.
She laughed and scrunched up her nose as he kissed the top of her forehead. He snaked his hands around her waist, tucking her pink haired head under his chin. He ran his hands through it affectionately as he gently swayed them to the smooth beat. The step was too simple and common, and had Sakura raining a rosy brow.
"Sasuke?"
"Hn?" he rumbled, his chest vibrating against hers.
She pursed her lips. "You can't dance, can you?"
"No. Not at all."
"So you can't keep up with me!" she pointed out.
He squeezed her tighter as a warning, and all she did in return was wrap her petite arms around his broad shoulders. "So? Like me any less?"
"Nope. I just find it cute."
"No guy wants to be called cute." he said.
"But that's what I said." she shrugged. "Can't take it back, now can we?"
"Smart-ass."
"You know you love it." she jested, pulling a bit at the strands of his locks.
The rosette pulled back, and when their optics met she could have sworn she drowned in pools of melting midnight orbs. The temptation his wordless lips held had her biting her own. She was thankful to just be there, in his arms and to be able to steal this time with him from everyone else.
"And if I do?" he smirked, never breaking eye contact.
"You're not the first. Naruto yells at me for it, but I know that's one of the reasons he likes being around me so much." she sighed contently.
"You just have a way with people. You attract them like moths to a fire."
"You talk about it like it's a bad thing."
He shrugged, lifting her arms with the action.
"Difficult man." she grumbled, burying her face in his neck.
They rocked to the music, not really listening to the notes as they lost themselves in the move. This was the most relaxed the green eyed beauty had been all week. It seemed that every time she and Sasuke were together she let her guard down. It scared yet intrigued her.
All thoughts of the painting, the weird visions, Sasori, and her uncertainties washed away in a tidal wave of emotion. Right then, nothing mattered but her and Sasuke. As corny as she found it, it was true about this feeling in those sappy chick flicks she despised so much but got suckered into watching them by a conniving Ino. You could get lost in the feeling of somebody's presence.
She didn't know how long they were out there, but eventually the melody had ceased and when she lifted her head from her boyfriend's collarbone, she found that the band members were packing away their instruments. The rosette was about to pull away, but the raven haired male kept her in place with his solid grip.
"Sasuke?" she inquired.
"Hn."
"I don't want to leave." she sighed. "Couldn't we just run away?"
He chuckled, the action making her smile. "And just where would we run away to?"
"Hm." she hummed, toying with the idea. "Somewhere quiet...Suna is a little too hot...Wave is loud and Oto is too big."
"Then where?"
"Let's just go live in the woods."
"And be that creepy couple in town?"
"Exactly. Nobody would ever bother us." she grinned.
"Oh please. You strive off people." he snorted. "I could, on the other hand, handle it."
She scrunched up her nose. "True. Then where?"
"How about we just stay here? It shouldn't be too hard." he smirked against her bubblegum tresses.
"How unromantic." she rolled her emerald orbs. "Can't you at least imagine it?"
"I suppose. What would we do for money though?"
"Easy. I can still be a doctor, and you could just become the tomato farmer or something."
"Thanks for believing in me." he jokingly scowled.
"Just aiming high for you, babe."
The onyx eyed male took her by her hand, ignoring her tiny whine at the loss of heat. He then turned her to face in front of them, and shoved his hands into her front jean pockets. His biceps were holding her in place, and the new warmth replaced the one that was lacking. She nuzzled her way into his broad chest. The pink haired woman continued to relish in the feel of body against hers, as they casually walked.
He kept leaning forward so to keep her pressed against him and warm. Sakura laughed lightly at the awkward movement, but found it too comfortable and too amusing to stop it. She leaned her head back and rested it on his shoulder.
"Are we going to walk all the was back to the hotel like this?" she mused.
"I believe we are."
She chose to act as if the stares of the venders weren't existent and continued to revel the raven haired male's breath in her ear and his pulse in her back. By the time they reached the hotel wall, his hands slid out of her pockets. The rosette's heart fell to her stomach at the idea of parting from him for the night. It was going so perfect, despite her telling Sasuke about the Sasori incident. She just didn't want to leave him just yet.
"So now I suppose we won't be able to spend time like this for at least three months." she stated sadly.
"We can still see each other. We'll just be busy."
"I don't want to be away from you for too long."
Sakura pivoted around and pulled him to her, ignoring his slightly miffed expression. She stepped up and smashed her lips against his, enjoying the feel of igniting the action for a change. She felt his silent eagerness when he strode forward, bringing her with him and trapping her between himself and the rough stone behind her. The onyx eyed man leaned his arms against the wall, packing his lower half against her.
The rosette did not count on the motion, and the timidness she had tried to ignore returned and bloomed across her cheeks, turning them a delightful scarlet. She had not much experience with the opposite sex and didn't know how to respond, worrying that she would slip and do something wrong whilst ruining the mood. It felt so right that she pushed past her insecurities, and again the feeling of remembrance laced under the rush of overwhelming desire and excitement.
Sasuke smirked when he felt her hesitation, but nearly groaned when he felt her lick his bottom lip, her tongue glided smoothly across the length of his mouth. He let her slip in with ease, surprised yet accelerated by the change in her demeanor. They both explored greedily, nudging and firmly tugging at each other's strands with vigor. The green eyed beauty couldn't even feel the rock digging into the flesh of her side. She grasped his shoulder, anchoring herself up into one of the bigger stone slabs that jutted out from the wall. His fingertips grazed her hip bone, making the skin tingle and buzz with the feeling.
As soon as she began to let her hands wonder underneath his shirt to massage his tight abdominal, a focused light had them breaking apart and squinting to adjust to the new setting. They both turned their flushed faces to the source, and nearly whined at the sight of Ms. Sabaki with a flashlight in one manicured hand. She looked absolutely vivid, seething at the sight of the couple.
"Uchiha-sama." she hissed, glaring at said boy. "I hope you realize how worried you got the hotel staff when you suddenly disappeared from the premises." She turned her hard stare to Sakura, who looked down in embarrassment. "And to think you took leave for something like this. I would expect somebody with the breeding as yourself would know better."
"Don't scold me like you're my mother." he scowled, unmoving from his position even as the rosette squirmed under his locked stance.
"I am just stating that you should think before you act." she said, nodding toward the entrance of the hotel. "Now come on before you kids catch a cold."
Ms. Sabaki receded while mumbling about horny teenage boys and about how she remembered what it was like at that age. Sakura took notice that her tight bun was now messy from hours of management and her blazer unbuttoned. The pink haired beauty smoothed loose strands of hair back, slightly giggling at an annoyed Sasuke.
"Don't worry." she grinned as they pulled apart. "It could have been worse."
"We tell nobody about that." he sighed.
"Why not? I thought it was hilarious."
He narrowed his eyes at her, and she could do nothing but laugh in return.
"Don't be so grumpy." she said, poking his cheek.
Ms. Sabaki turned around in the distance, tapping her foot against the asphalt. "Why aren't you following?"
Sasuke took hold of Sakura's smaller hand, striding forward with a passive look splayed across his handsome features. Ms. Sabaki frowned at the notion, but said nothing and walked through the sliding doors of the front lobby. The couple fell into step after, and the brunette barked at them to get to bed. She then vanished to the back room behind the front desk, and left them standing in the middle of the marble floor. The rosette gingerly pressed her lips against his, and they lingered like that, barely touching.
Ms. Sabaki came back around, a cell phone pressed to her ears as she shooed them to their rooms. The clock on the wall read 11:45 pm. and Sakura felt it was time to reside back to her hotel room. The raven haired male squeezed her hand and kissed her forehead as she walked back up to the elevator. He watched her get on and wiggle her fingers at him before playfully mouthing 'Call Me' with the hand gesture.
He chuckled as he turned around to Ms. Sabaki, who was currently arguing vivaciously over her phone with a client of sorts. She then hung up and turned to him tiredly, her makeup now worn off. He could make out the lines of stress in her unpowdered cheeks as he locked his onyx orbs with her chocolate ones.
"Where is my brother staying?" he asked seriously.
It was about time he saw his brother. It had been a while since they had last had a decent chat, and he had questions as to what the elder Uchiha was doing in Kyoto. It was no coincidence that he was here when Sasuke arrived. He knew his brother, and he knew he done nothing on impulse. The onyx eyed male pondered as Ms. Sabaki pulled up the penthouse number.
"Room 372." she nodded. "Why must you know?"
"Business." he stated. "Thank you."
He swiveled over to the elevator, jamming a finger to the desired button. After he spoke with his brother, it was also about time he had a one-on-one chat with a certain crimson haired male.
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Sakura sighed dreamily as she knocked on the door to her hotel room, waiting for Ino to get out of bed to let her in. She heard a curse, as well as a loud thud, and eventually the door swung open.
"Sakura?" came a blurry voice.
"Hey, Pig." she said as the blonde nursed a knee cap.
"Welcome back." she giggled sleepily. "Get laid?"
"Ino!" the rosette blushed madly, slapping her arm as she stepped through the door. "And no. We got caught."
"Oh. How devious of my little innocent Sakura. Naruto would be fuming."
The pink haired beauty rolled her eyes as she tugged her shirt over her head and unzipped her jeans. "It's none of his business."
"Harsh. He is your best friend. After me of course." she called, bouncing back onto her bed.
"Whatever stops the tears, Ino-Pig."
Sakura slid on her nightshirt and cut off sweatpants before climbing into her designated mattress, sighing against the plush comforter and hoard of fluffy pillows. Her blue eyed best friend laughed on the other side of the room.
"I know. I had that reaction too." she said as she threw her covers over her. "Goodnight, Bill-Board Brow."
"'Night." she called back drowsily, before slipping into sweet dreams about raven hair and onyx optics rather than pink haired ancestors.
She liked the temporary change.
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Sasori sat in his desk, toying with the loose thread in his jeans. The hideout had been deathly silent for hours now, aside from Tobi's occasional snore. He scoffed as the memory of seeing that damned Uchiha's arms around his woman tonight. He had been following up on her for the time being. He just did not trust that bastard around his gal alone, and he had been right to. When he had stepped out the Kyoto base to pick up the take-out for dinner, he had seen them huddling too close for his liking in front of one of those pathetic street musicians. The way he held her made his jaw clench. He had fought the urge to go over and rip them apart, beating the piss out of that damned Uchiha and taking Sakura away.
He did not, however. He'd let them have their time together for now. He would hide in the shadows willingly.
"Only makes it ever the more sweet to see his crushed face." he grinned wickedly.
He'd make sure that this time around, he'd get the last laugh.
A/N: I am so happy for all the reviews and support! It really does help the chapters come quicker! I don't know why, it just does. :P
And Finals are starting, and I am just reeeally busy. I do try to get these chappies out though. I just want to say thank you again.
Ooooo the plot thickens! I just wanted to have a chapter about pure SasuSaku-ness. Hope you enjoyed! And LOL can you imagine our Sasu-chan as a tomato farmer?
Anyway, read, enjoy, review, and live life. This Chapter's title is inspired by the song (All my chapters are songs, by the way.) Upside Down by Jack Johnson. I highly recommend it!
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~Dayonight7