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The Forty-Ninth Hour: Expressions

She couldn't look at him for three seconds without finding her gaze wandering a) down there, b) to his lips, and c) to those slender, skilled hands of his that promised great pleasu- torture, she meant torture.

On the other hand, he couldn't look at her for three seconds without finding amusement in her flushed cheeks and nervousness.

"Quite the expression you have there, Sakura," he teases playfully. He tests the temperature of her cheeks by brushing the back of his fingers against her face. It was warm, hot even.

Perfect.

"W-well, I can say the same for you," she spurts out, eyeing him cautiously.

"Hm?"

He doesn't realize just how lustful (not to mention rapist-like) his expression is until she nervously points it out to him.

The Fiftieth Hour: Explore

She had turned her focus back to the garden he had created for her. "This is actually really impressive."

"I am honoured."

"Can I explore?"

"No."

"Okay, thanks! I'll be right- …wait, what?"

He places a slim finger on her lips to silence her. "You cannot explore…" Allowing his finger to trace down to her wrist, he wrapped his hand around it. "…But we may."

Entranced by his inviting gaze, she nodded obediently.

She had a feeling she won't be able to focus on the flowers very much.

The Fifty-First Hour: Labyrinth

She had gotten lost.

Well, she wasn't exactly lost since the person who knows the way out is currently following her…but because said person wasn't doing a thing to fix the situation, she was basically lost.

She had entered a hedge maze that he had created…mistake number one.

And instead of realizing that this was practically a prison that the infamous Uchiha prodigy had created, she just continued on deeper and deeper into the labyrinth of greenery.

Wonderful.

"Why aren't you leading me to the exit?" she questioned. However, her words were fruitless.

"And where would the fun be in that?"

Impatient, she let her temper flare. "And when would the life of a ninja ever be fun?"

In the blink of an eye, he materializes right behind her.

"When the chase is at its peak."

The Fifty-Second Hour: Chase

She didn't know how this ended up happening, but it was happening alright. They were playing…tag.

Except a more dangerous version, in her opinion. After all, tag with an Uchiha might as well be the game of life, where death is the penalty.

After whispering oh so seductiv- disgustingly into her ear, he had taken out a kunai and had attempted to strike at her with it. Being the skilled ninja she was, she had nimbly dodged the attack, but his next words sent tremors down her spine.

"Let's test how good those legs are, shall we?"

And just like that, she took off.

He had given her a mere ten seconds to run –run where? The walls of the maze were freakishly high and whenever she tried to jump over them (because under normal circumstances where the walls don't grow at the pace of your leap, it was possible), they only rose higher.

So she only had one option and that was to run.

The Fifty-Third Hour: Best

She was panting –hard.

And he thoroughly enjoyed the sight of that.

At the sight of her slowing down from fatigue, he swiftly threw a kunai at the ground beside her feet, not at all meaning for it to hit. He had just wanted to give her a little push.

She wisely sprinted faster. "What was that for?" she yelled between shallow breaths.

"Think of this as training," he said sternly before speeding up, forcing her to speed up as well.

She didn't think it was possible to run this fast.

He really does bring out the best in her.

The Fifty-Fourth Hour: Necessary

"Good."

With this one word, he brings their little game of tag to an end.

"How did that end up happening?" she muttered as she collapsed onto the ground outside of the maze.

"It is different from the usual sparring, is it not? Changing it up now and then is important."

"That was unnecessary!" she shrieked.

"It was most definitely necessary," he countered seriously.

She doubted that very much. "In what way?"

An image of her panting with beads of sweat rolling down her neck floated into his mind. He shook his head. "Just make sure to run like that when you encounter someone dangerous."

A/N: Yes, I realize it's been forever. Yes, I'm sorry. No, I haven't given up on this story. Yes, I'm sad because I failed my math test. Yes, I will update another chapter right away as an apology.

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