Okay, eleventh chapter is up, people!
And as I promised, there is a lemon, and it kinda...turned out longer than I had planned on. Seriously. Like the actual lemon came out six pages in Word. So um, yeah. Whoops. But I don't think it is too graphic. I think.
Oh, and animeguurl, I didn't do the 'lemon starts' and 'lemons ends' thing because that happens to annoy the crap out of me. BUT, what I did do was that, I used a line break thing. So skip the second line...break...thing (What're they called again) and the lemon will be over. I hope that's a good compromise.
Oh! I edited my summary slightly again, due to the fact that stupid kept taking away the first quotation marks. TRY AND TAKE MY QUOTATION MARKS WILL YOU!?
Yeah, okay. I'm done.
Nothing else really to add, though I still don't own Naruto. (Damn.)
Holy crap, this chapter wound up being over 10,000 words. Hot damn.
Sakura stood frozen for a moment, staring blindly at Sasuke's closed eyelids, though when she felt his tongue prod at the seam of her lips, she opened her mouth obediently to him before burrowing her fingers into Sasuke's rather thick hair and tugging on his scalp insistently. The kiss was urgent, much more so than normal, and she had to remind herself to be gentle with Sasuke, as she was definitely strong enough to crush him like an eggshell if her concentration slipped even the slightest bit. Sasuke's tongue dove into her mouth, and he immediately began to familiarize himself with her essence as he began to practically devour her from the inside out.
She felt his fingers begin to dig into her hips after they had drifted down her face and neck, before skimming her shoulders and caressing her figure until they settled at her hips. She clearly felt his blunt fingernails begin to dig into her skin, though it didn't bother her any. Sasuke quickly dragged her to him, and she didn't bother smothering the fragment of satisfaction that settled in her chest at the realization that their bodies fit together snugly, despite his significant height advantage to her. She felt more than heard a low growl reverberate from his chest as he evidently realized this as well.. The sound was low, rough, and undoubtedly possessive. Of her. She refrained from giggling at the thought of him not even knowing consciously that he was doing it.
When Sakura felt Sasuke begin to knead the skin on her hips through the fabric of her damp jean shorts, she forced herself to wrench away from him, her breathing slightly erratic and her eyes wild. "We… we shouldn't be doing this." She gasped, with one hand on his chest firmly. Onyx eyes darkened slightly at the thought of him being the one to do it to her with nothing more than a kiss. Instead of responding, he allowed a smug smirk to curve the corner of his lips, and the sight of it made Sakura freeze, and her veins filled with liquid heat.
"Why not?" He purred, perfectly content to allow the hormones that he usually kept under such good control to run rampart through his bloodstream. Sakura seemed at a loss for words for a moment, before looking away from him in an effort to restrain herself. He watched her swallow, and then saw her jaw clench before she sighed and brushed past him. At first, he thought she was trying to subtly tell him to get the hell out of her sight, before he watched as she made it to the door and locked it firmly before whirling around to face him. As he watched, she seemed to slip into some kind of hunting crouch, as her golden eyes gleamed with mischief and not a small amount of blatant lust.
Instinctively, the crouch and the look in her eyes made him fearful, though he suppressed the nearly overwhelming urge to flee. Almost faster than he could track, Sakura was in front of him, her eyes gleaming with a small hint of satisfaction. "Just so nobody disturbs us." She murmured, before fisting her hands into his already rumpled hair and dragging his lips down to her's impatiently. They both knew that with her mind-reading sister, the chances of them being interrupted were almost nothing, and while the locked door wasn't strong enough to handle a charging vampire by any stretch of the imagination, it would also be enough of a deterrent for them to be left alone.
Sakura's lips, rock-hard but satiny smooth, much smoother than the rest of her body, skimmed over his own eagerly, and he was filled with pure masculine satisfaction to note that she was responding to her lust just as much as he was. She had always been unendingly careful with him, never hesitating to touch him, but her touches were also brief and fleeting and wary, and now she was allowing some of her boundaries to be destroyed after some original hesitance.
They somehow managed to make it to her bed; even Sakura was surprisingly clumsy, as she seemed very determined on remaining attached to his lips at all cost.
Not that he minded, or anything.
Out of pure instinct, Sasuke caught his weight on his elbows when they tumbled onto her bed to avoid crushing the tiny woman underneath him, though it was undoubtedly pointless. He had the feeling that if he ran a freight train into Sakura, the train would be more damaged than her.
Now that they were on the bed, her curves fit even more snugly against his body, and he didn't bother to smother the low growl that vibrated from deep within his chest as he switched his attention to the pale, slender column of her neck and the hollow behind her ear that he'd discovered early on. He scarcely heard the low mewl that came from her throat when he brushed the tip of his tongue in the dip of her collarbone, but after he realized that it was indeed coming from her, he settled quite happily with the intent of compelling her to make that sound again firmly in his mind. It didn't take long, and he was beginning to seriously enjoy the noises, as she sounded like a contented kitten whenever she mewled in his ear.
He languorously sucked the bottom of her ear into his mouth and scraped his teeth against the skin teasingly. This time, she gasped breathily and within seconds, her hands were on his shirt, attempting to find a way to remove the shirt without having to remove his lips. Finally, she growled, "Screw this," and ripped the shirt into shreds.
"I rather liked that shirt." Sasuke objected against the skin of her throat, which he had busied himself with while she had been preoccupied with destroying his shirt.
"I don't give a shit." Sakura growled, before dragging his lips up to her's. Note to self: Sakura gets cranky when horny. Before he was fully aware of what she was doing, Sakura had flipped them abruptly and he found himself on his back, staring blankly at the smug vampire. She settled herself over his hips, eyeing him as a painter would eye a piece of artwork, and making him rather uncomfortable. After a moment, she shrugged and leaned down to kiss him chastely. She had her position held carefully so he could only feel her thighs on either side of him and nothing else. He didn't bother to control the complaining rumble deep in his throat, and she chuckled before slackening her tense pose and allowing her curves to press snugly against him once more.
After managing to regain control of his limbs again, Sasuke's hands crawled up to her hips and crushed her to him with another low growl. Sakura's golden eyes flashed open and stared at his undeniably arrogant black ones, and she gasped into his mouth at the feel of his arousal prodding insistently into the notch between her legs. Wordlessly, he had conveyed to her just how much he was not in the mood to be fucked with. Keeping his own dark eyes locked with her's, he ground his hips against her deliberately, and she gasped loudly at the sensation, whimpering loudly when he did it again. Unconsciously, she threw her head back and arched her back in a rather feline-like gesture, pressing her hips against his firmly.
He didn't bother to stifle the groan as it reverberated from his chest, up his throat, and into their connected mouth. Deciding suddenly that Sakura needed payback, he set about distracting her just enough. She responded eagerly, and when she wasn't paying attention, he skillfully began unbuttoning her shirt before slipping it down her arms. Judging by the feel of the curve of her lips against his, she knew what he was doing, though she didn't bother to try and stop him. His hands traveled up to her waist and pressed her against himself firmly. She whimpered low in her throat, instinctively grinding against him. Her breasts pressed firmly into his chest, along with the rough lace of her bra. He broke apart the kiss to breathe and instead skimmed his nose down her neck. Sakura tilted her head back in easy compliance, and he let out a low purr at the sight of her impish black bra.
Brushing his lips along her collarbone and over her shoulder, he slid one bra strap down so it hung limply against her arm. Laying down a surprisingly gentle kiss on the exposed skin, he then skimmed his nose back over her shoulder and into the dip of her scapula before laying feather-light kisses on the pale, hard flesh that framed her black bra. She whimpered again, and after deciding that she was thoroughly distracted, Sasuke took the opportunity to flip them back around, immediately catching his weight with his hands. Due to their new positions, one of his thighs wound up between her legs, though he couldn't say he minded much.
"That was hardly fair." Sakura complained breathily. He merely smirked down at her.
After all, Uchihas are always top.
Instead, he busied himself with the tops of her breasts again, nipping occasionally and earning one or two breathy gasps in the process. Apparently, his vampire was very sensitive to being touched. Goodie. "Front or back?" He growled hoarsely, and Sakura blinked, temporarily surfacing from the cloud of lust that had settled over her and glanced down at him. His own darkened onyx eyes were impatient as they stared at her, and after making sure that she was looking, he clasped a clothed nipple in his mouth. The scorching heat of his mouth over her sensitive areola made her gasp loudly, and she arched her back with a shrill whimper in a desperate attempt to make him take more of her breast in his mouth.
Two suckles later, and she was a wiggling bundle of nerves in his capable mouth, and with a strong effort, she gasped out, "Front."
Damn. He would have liked to turn her over.
He skimmed the tips of his fingers over her flat stomach before finding the clasp easily and unsnapping it. Her breasts bounced free of their restraints, and he firmly took a nipple into his mouth while one of his hands began to tease the other nipple gently. She clutched blindly at his hair, tugging at it urgently, the only thought in her mind being: Oh, God! GOD GOD GOD GOD! at the sensation of his talented mouth and his talented fingers. Her nails instinctively dug into his scalp, and when she felt him give off a barely discernible wince, she forced her tight grasp to relax and prevent him from bleeding, which would definitely push her over the edge she was already clinging precariously to.
She surfaced again briefly, when she felt his hands begin to seek out the button to her shorts, and she quickly bucked his hands off. "You first." She panted, feeling surprisingly breathless as her golden gaze eyed him heatedly. Sasuke groaned in exasperation around her nipple, and the vibrations caused her to whimper once more. "Do it, Sasuke." Her voice exceedingly rough, and completely charged with arousal, and with one final bite to her budding nipple and eliciting a husky moan in response, Sasuke reared off of her cold form to quickly chuck off his pants. "Boxers, too." She told him, eyeing the hardness visible in his still-damp boxers warily. This time, Sasuke smirked and shook his head, silently daring her to complain..
"You first, Sakura." His voice was affectionately mocking, before he covered her form with his larger one and proceeding to kiss her stupid. Sakura let out a soft sigh as his overwhelming heat covered her and caused warmness to travel to the tips of her toes like that of which she hadn't felt in over one hundred and fifty years. This time when she felt his fingers at the hem of her shorts, she allowed him to pull them down and off, and realized quickly that he had been sneaky and snagged her panties along with her shorts while he was at it. Now she was completely nude underneath him, and the way he was eyeing her naked figure was causing electricity to shoot through her body, and she was finding it difficult to be mad at him.
She clearly heard his mumbled 'beautiful' and immediately began to feel flustered at his awkward compliment. Sasuke began to pay his respects to her breasts once more, and as a form of payback, she lifted her legs slowly, and purposefully made sure that her thighs dragged against his languorously before wrapping snugly around his hips. Now his rather evident arousal poked incessantly at her most secret of places, and she ground against it, earning a hiss. "If you don't want this over quickly, I suggest you stop that." Sasuke's normally smooth voice was amazingly rough and guttural against her skin, and she immediately felt herself get wetter at the sensation.
"And if you actually want this to happen, I suggest you hurry up." She mimicked him; the threatening words lessened somewhat by her breathy tone. The Uchiha on top of her let out another hoarse groan as she lifted her hips against him persistently. Faster than he could comprehend, Sakura snagged his boxers and ripped them off of him in a swift movement.
Okay, she really had to stop that.
"There." She managed to force out, still managing to sound smug even though her voice died abruptly when she felt him leave her now thoroughly ravished breasts and travel down into the valley between them, before sliding his nose against the taut skin of her flat stomach and dipping his tongue teasingly into her navel. "Sasuke." She whined pleadingly, desperate for him to fill her completely. Sasuke now visibly hesitated, glancing up to meet her lust-hazed eyes. Correctly reading the silent question in his eyes, she rolled her eyes and yanked him up so she could ravish his lips with her's. "Either you get it started, or I will." She growled out, whimpering loudly when she felt the tip of his erection dip teasingly into her.
Taking her rough words as consent, Sasuke obliged her and slid into her slowly to allow her to become accustomed to his girth. As she felt every inch of him slide home, she gasped, arching her back with a loud moan. "Oh my God." She hissed out, wrapping her legs around his hips now in an effort to drag him closer into her. Sasuke let out his own muffled groan against the skin of her shoulder at the sensation of her silken walls, which felt better than anything he had ever felt before, eagerly wrapping around his length. Once he was completely sheathed within her, he began to slide out part of the way, before sliding in abruptly. As was the rest of her body, her inner walls were cool to the touch, though he certainly didn't seem to mind.
Lifting his head slightly to watch Sakura's face, he rolled his hips experimentally against her, and was rewarded by a grimace of pleasure, which mimicked his own at the sensation of her walls rippling along his erection eagerly. He slowly set up a pattern of two hard thrusts, and one soft, fueled on by the sounds coming from Sakura, who continually got louder as she felt herself getting closer to the edge that he was rapidly driving her towards with his perfectly-timed thrusts and quiet grunts. Sasuke felt his own release approaching him rapidly, and his already rather hard thrusts became less timed and more erratic in response. With two more thrusts, Sakura felt herself tumble over the edge, and arched her back instinctively into his while she came, shrieking out wordlessly, nearly deafening him in the process.
He didn't last much longer, and he quickly followed her over the edge, shutting his eyes tightly with something between a grunt and a moan escaping him, as intense pleasure wracked his frame. For a few seconds, all he could see was white, which slowly leeched away to allow him to see Sakura's blissful face. For once, the normally talkative rosette was silent, her golden eyes looking up at him with such open affection that he immediately felt awkward. He couldn't remember the last time someone had looked at him so fondly. Feeling too embarrassed to meet her gaze, Sasuke dropped his head into the crook of his neck. "Feel up for another round?" Sakura asked conversationally, having to speak up so he could hear her in his now half-deaf ear, feeling his panting chest press against her own. He shook his head, and she chuckled. "I didn't think so. But I don't think that I am either, for that matter."
After a moment of regaining his wits, Sasuke pulled out and slumped down bonelessly next to her. After sliding a thin blanket over their bodies, Sakura promptly snuggled into his chest with a contented sigh. "That was…wow." Her voice was soft, so soft he could barely hear her and he allowed himself a contented smirk. He threw his arm over her shoulder, feeling slightly tired after such an intense, but pleasurable, workout. "I'll definitely have to have a second go at this." She mumbled into his chest, and he was startled into a laugh, which rumbled pleasantly in her ear. His head lolled against one of her many pillows as he felt sleep descend upon him rapidly, for once content in the arms of the woman he loved.
It was rather odd that somebody who never needed to sleep had so many goddamned pillows.
"Sasuke? Sasuke, wake up!"
Several hours later, the Uchiha found himself being roused brusquely by an ice-cold hand on his shoulder. Instinctively, he reached up to grasp the hand and cracked an eye open blearily. When he realized that it was Sakura perched above him, supporting her weight with one hand while the other was currently in his grasp. He released her hand, and she moved back slightly to allow him to sit up. The blanket slipped down to lay dangerously low around his hips, and Sakura stared blatantly at the revealed skin. He merely smirked at her, before biting back a yawn. "Is something wrong?" He asked her.
Now she looked rather sheepish. "Not really. But I figured you would like to get home." She jerked her chin towards the glowing alarm clock at the foot of her bed, and Sasuke's dark eyes slid over before widening fractionally. In glowing red letters, the clock read one-eleven in the morning.
"How long was I asleep?" He asked.
"About five hours." Sakura answered nonchalantly, as she settled back down next to him, tucking the sheet around her modestly. He blinked, surprised that it had been that long. "So, about going home…" She trailed off suggestively.
"In what clothes?" He deadpanned. "You shredded my shirt and my boxers." She shrugged, unabashed.
"Okay, in my defense, they were in the way." She defended herself. "And for another thing, your original clothes should be dry by now. Y'know, minus the boxers."
"I'm not going to go commando in jeans." He protested almost immediately, already uncomfortable with the prospect. She sighed, eyeing him as if he were an impudent child who needed a good smacking, before rolling her eyes.
"So what do you want to do now, you big baby?" She asked exasperatedly. He shrugged, before flopping back down onto her rather comfortable bed wordlessly.
"You want to stay here?" She confirmed incredulously. He cracked open one dark eye to look at her pointedly.
"I fail to see the problem with that. We'll just make sure we stop by my house on the way to school."
"What if I don't want to make another stop?" She was grasping at straws now, and by the look in his single eye, he knew it.
"Then I'll drive." His voice, still rather groggy, now turned nonchalant.
"What do I get in return?" She challenged. Sasuke thought for a moment, before shrugging at her in a rather blasé manner.
"I won't tell you to keep your eyes on the road?" He offered impishly. She blinked at him, considering.
"…Fine," She agreed hesitantly, deflating.
"Good. Now I'm going back to bed." He promptly turned over so his back was facing her.
"Fine, but I'm not staying in bed." She warned, already getting out of bed, sorely tempted to ask for a goodnight kiss. At the announcement, Sasuke rolled over with a naughty gleam in his dark eyes, and she rolled her eyes as she realized that he was just wanting to see her naked. Pervert. Resisting the urge to simply use her inhuman speed, she deliberately made her movements more graceful than normal, and was rewarded by a low groan coming from Sasuke. She hid her smirk, before going to dig around for new clothes.
Sasuke watched Sakura twitch around her room, looking phenomenal even if she wasn't wearing any clothes. Arousal hit him fiercely, and with a muffled groan, he rolled onto his stomach in an effort to hide his physical reaction. Moments later, Sakura slid in to lie next to him, and with a dainty sniff, she realized what had caused the groan. "Now you're ready for the second go, are you?" She drawled, smirking. The Uchiha peeked at her with one dark eye, and she smiled innocently at him instead of continuing.
"Are you?" He muttered darkly into the pillow, and she hid a smile.
"I suppose I could be up for it." Her tone was innocently contemplative, and he yanked his head up to look at her. "And we have the added bonus of you already being nude, which saves any of your clothes from being shredded." She continued, faking obliviousness. "But if you're not read-" She was caught off by Sasuke sitting up abruptly and smothering her lips with his. She broke apart briefly to mutter something like 'take that as a yes' before bringing him down for another kiss, this one rougher then the others before it.
Hours later, Sakura came down the stairs with new clothes on, looking mildly pleased with herself. Kakashi, looked up from his porn, eyed his daughter curiously. "Have a good night, Sakura?" He remarked casually, his tone implying that he knew what had happened with her and Sasuke the night before. Unsurprised, she merely quirked an eyebrow and grinned at him broadly without answering. After a few seconds, Kakashi returned to his book with a slight grin present. Truth be told, his daughter was glowing, looking pleased and happier than he had seen her in the longest time. Her features were brighter than normal, her now green eyes glistening with the utmost joy, and her spiky, pale pink hair seemed to glisten healthily.
Maybe Sasuke is better for her than we'd originally thought, Kakashi mused, supplying a mental image of Sakura for his mind-reading daughter to observe and presumably pass on to the others. Moments later, Ino drifted in with one hand held some inches in front of her eyes dramatically. Shikamaru was absent for once, having decided to go hunting with Neji in an effort to distract the irate vampire. Neji hadn't been pleased when the activities going on in Sakura's room had become apparent to the others, and they had had to restrain him to keep him from barging in on the two.
"Whoa, forehead. Your happy glow is blinding." Ino informed her closest friend dramatically, an affectionate smile curving her lips despite her teasing words. Sakura stuck her tongue out at the long-haired blonde, chuckling despite herself. "So where's Sasuke?" Ino asked, as if she didn't already know.
"Here." The Uchiha appeared suddenly on the bottom step of the staircase, looking steadily more rumpled than he had the previous night, wearing last night's clothes (the ones Sakura hadn't shredded.) Sakura brightened even more, if possible, at the sight of Sasuke, and he approached her wordlessly to stand protectively at her side for a moment. Keeping his own flat black eyes on Ino's expectant cobalt blue ones, he dropped a brief kiss on Sakura's cheek before telling her that he would be outside in the car. Ino studied his back for a moment before grinning and sliding her eyes over to Sakura's matching, but rather flustered, ones.
"You shredded his boxers, huh?" The blonde remarked casually, thoroughly enjoying the embarrassed look on her sister's face.
"They were in my freaking way." She muttered defensively under her breath, and Ino laughed. "And he didn't mind much. I think he missed the shirt more." She continued, still defensive. The long-haired vampire quirked an eyebrow at her best friend.
"I can kind of see why he didn't miss the boxers that much." Sakura looked rather mortified at the other vampire's blunt insinuation, ducking her head and avoiding her friend's satisfied eyes. "So, how was it?" Ino changed the topic abruptly. Looking even more embarrassed, Sakura refused to answer, though she mentally ran through everything, relaying the details to the blonde. After a moment, Ino let out a low whistle. "Three times, eh? Talk about a voracious appetite." The blonde commented in a distinctly airy tone, impressed despite herself.
"Shut up, Ino." Sakura snapped, before beginning to goose-step out the door. "Now, if you don't mind, I have to go and let Sasuke get new clothes." She disappeared out the door, but not before catching Ino's call of, "Try not to shred these ones, Forehead-chan!" and trying to ignore it. Sasuke evidently heard it and cocked an eyebrow at her, though he didn't bother to complain about Ino knowing about their…escapades, as he knew fully well about her ability. Sakura slid into her driver seat, smirking when she realized that Sasuke had turned on her Mindless Self Indulgence CD and was now listening to it. She slid into the driver's side of her Porsche and immediately pulled out. "I still can't believe that I'm doing this."
"Don't be annoying, Sakura." Sasuke rolled his eyes, his voice not as cold as it normally was. "And with the way you drive, I wouldn't be surprised if we still make it to school on time."
"Hey, you said that you wouldn't mock my driving today." Sakura retorted indignantly, twisting to glare at him.
"No, what I said was that I wouldn't tell you to keep your eyes on the road." Sasuke corrected smugly.
"…Damnit."
When they finally arrived at the school with Sasuke in new clothes, consisting of artfully faded black jeans that fit his ass snugly, and a plain black shirt, Sakura climbed out, fighting herself to keep from staring at the Uchiha's ass. It was like he had deliberately picked those clothes so that he could successfully distract her throughout the school day. Which he was doing, much to her annoyance.
Seriously, how would she be able to focus on her studies (pffft) with the image of his God-given perfect ass in mind?
"As normal, meet me here and I'll give you a lift home." She told him, sliding the keys into her pocket after locking her car. He merely nodded with a brisk grunt. She didn't take offense at his brusque nature, and instead reached up to kiss him briefly on the forehead before turning away. Quickly, before she was too far away, Sasuke snagged her wrist and dragged her back to him before proceeding to kiss her stupid. After making sure that she was thoroughly dazed, the Uchiha released the rosette and watched her stumble off, almost blindly in the general direction of the library, with a smug sense of male satisfaction settling quite happily in his chest.
"Yo, yo, yo. I saaaaw it." Naruto's obnoxious, rather spiky, blonde head appeared suddenly in Sasuke line of vision, with a mischievious grin present on his idiotic face. Not even flinching at the unexpected appearance after it happening so many times and getting used to it, Sasuke turned around and started walking in the opposite direction with Naruto falling beside him.
"Saw what, dobe?"
"You and Sakura-chan!" Naruto paused briefly. "Necking."
Sasuke glowered at him, and Naruto lifted his hands defensively, his cerulean blue eyes flicking briefly to the direction where the pink-haired beauty had disappeared off to. "I can safely assume, judging by the fact that you're acting less bastardly than normal, which you always do after you get lucky-" Naruto paused at the intense glare shot his way, via best-friend, "That you successfully boned her. Does this mean you're going to throw her aside, or turn her into a booty call, like you did Karin?" Naruto's tone twisted slightly at the mention of the redhead.
Sasuke didn't even pause. "Neither." And he knew that he wouldn't. He was already too involved with the rosette to even consider leaving her now. Especially after she had shown him what she could do with that mouth of her's. Naruto noted that Sasuke didn't actually deny having slept with Sakura, and his lips curled upwards slightly.
The blonde abruptly froze as the realization hit him like a tone of bricks. After a second, he caught up to the briskly moving Uchiha and promptly grinned impishly at him. "So then are you two dating?" The blonde asked gleefully, sounding ridiculously cheery about the fact. Sasuke didn't pause, though he deliberated for a bit in his mind.
"Hn."
"Take that as a yes." Now significantly happier, if possible, Naruto fell silent, choosing instead to whistle. "Oh man, wait 'til I tell Kiba... He's been lusting after Sakura-chan since he first saw her." The yellow-haired man continued after a moment, sounding smug for some reason. Sasuke's keen mind called up the sentence that Kiba had told him the first day that he had seen Sakura and had been caught staring at her during lunch, almost two weeks ago.
Sasuke debated briefly on telling the dobe to remain quiet on the topic of him having a girlfriend and not a booty call, but dismissed the idea almost immediately. If there was one thing that Naruto was known for, keeping secrets wasn't one of them.
By the time lunch came around, the entire school knew that the drop-dead gorgeous school heartthrob, Uchiha Sasuke, and the new student, Haruno Sakura, were going out.
After having to deal with sobbing fangirls, and congratulations from idiotic boys for 'tapping that', Sasuke was in the mood for a good ol' fashioned thorough ass kicking.
Preferably Naruto's.
Sakura and him had decided to eat lunch with her family earlier that day to put up a unified front, as they were more likely to be approached if they were eating alone, and neither one of them wanted to think of what would happen if they were indeed approached after such a harrowing morning.
Sasuke placed his lunch tray down on the table, eyeing the quietly moaning blonde warily. Ino didn't have a tray of food, and instead had her arms folded in front of her with her head resting limply on them. Shikamaru was rubbing her back in soft methodical strokes, though it didn't seem to be doing much good. "What's wrong with her?" Sasuke asked, tilting his head in the direction of the groaning Ino. Sakura sat down next to him, smiling sardonically at her upset best friend. The rosette's knee brushed his, and he fought back the urge to throw her down on the table and mount her like a lion.
(Good God, he had been watching too much 'Scrubs.' Damn that Naruto.)
"Don't mind her. She's been bombarded with thoughts of you and Sakura all day, and it's gotten a bit overwhelming." Tenten replied, shooting an apologetic look at the slumped blonde out of the corner of her eyes. Neji didn't respond, though he had stiffened unnoticeably after the Uchiha had sat down. Ino lifted her head slowly, her dark blue eyes boring into her closest friend's, almost pleadingly.
"Words fail me as to how to describe just how disturbing the good majority of these thoughts are. I swear, after several hours of this, I'm extremely tempted to violate either one of you." The beautiful blonde complained to her family (plus one), flicking her (still perfect) white-blonde hair out of her eyes.
"Please don't." Both Sasuke and Sakura immediately replied in unison, the latter fighting back a smile at the occurrence while the former kept an emotionless expression up. Ino flashed them both a dirty look.
"I'm not actually going to, you idiots." The other vampire snapped back in irritation, though they still remained unbothered by her caustic phrase. Sasuke began to eat neatly, a side effect of having an extremely strict upbringing. "Jeez, you'd think that you guys didn't have kinky sex all last night or something. I wasn't even this nauseous last night as a result of you two than I am currently, and that's saying something." The blonde continued, purposefully mentioning the activities of the night before; and Sasuke stiffened before relaxing as Sakura kneaded the skin of his thighs idly with one hand, having sensed his tension. Neji too seemed to have stiffened, his dark silver eyes narrowing at the arrogant Uchiha almost accusingly. Not one to back down from a fight, Sasuke merely smirked back and purposefully wrapped his arms around Sakura's slim waist possessively.
Sakura relaxed against his side slightly in response. If she knew what he was doing, she obviously didn't care enough to shrug him off. Now Neji's expression darkened malevolently, though it smoothed after Tenten not-so-discreetly shoved her elbow into his ribs, though still not hard enough to make any noise. "Ne, Sasuke." He looked down towards the rosette currently nested into his side and away from the amusing sight of a sulking Neji in front of him. "Let's do the sketch of your brother later today, alright?" His expression hardened at the mention of his despised older brother, though he nodded reluctantly at her suggestion. Satisfied, Sakura turned back around only to notice that they were missing someone.
"Hey, where's Hinata?"
Wordlessly, her other family members tilted a finger in the direction of Sasuke's other friends. Glancing over, they saw the long-haired, shy girl squashed in between Naruto and Shino. They easily saw the way that she clutched onto Naruto's jacket, especially since it was obvious that Kiba was hitting on her, much to the blonde's anger. "Apparently, Naruto convinced her to eat lunch with him today." Ino explained, her voice muffled against the skin of her arm. Sasuke cocked an eyebrow; dark eyes watching as Hinata suddenly looked mortified and burrowed her face into Naruto's arm. Naruto rubbed her back comfortingly, shooting the dog-lover a dirty look as he did so.
"Wonder what that idiot said." The words slipped out without Sasuke originally intending him to, but he merely shrugged when he was flashed an amused glance from Sakura. Glancing back at him briefly, she looked forward at her adopted sister.
"That idiot friend of yours made a provocative comment to Hinata-chan." The rosette informed him darkly, before getting to her feet. Obediently, Sasuke followed her, while Ino and Tenten got up as well. "Let's go liberate her." The pink-haired vampire declared, before beginning to saunter across the cafeteria with everyone in tow. When they were still some feet away, Hinata lifted her head and smiled gratefully when she saw them approach. A few seconds later, Naruto did the same and greeted his best friend with a loud, "Teme!"
Then everyone looked up at the boisterous call, seeing the approaching party and looking surprised as a result. Sakura stepped forward, smiling beatifically at them.
"Hello, everyone. We just came to retrieve Hinata." She explained as a greeting. Kiba had fallen silent, having seen the pink-haired beauty and fallen mute at the idea that she was coming towards them. Sasuke noticed this, and his eyes narrowed slightly, before he tuggied Sakura closer to him. Sakura rolled her dark green eyes at his possessive behavior, but tolerated it. For the time-being. Hinata got to her feet silently with a hushed farewell to the other people at the table and joined her family, and after a brief moment, Naruto followed her. "Thanks, guys." Sakura flashed them a dazzling smile, and even Shino seemed surprised behind his round sunglasses.
Then they turned and left the cafeteria. It didn't take Naruto long to break the silence. "So where are we going?" Sakura turned to smile at him, apparently not concerned about the fact that he hadn't actually been invited to come along. After all, if he made Hinata happy, he was all right by her. Neji… not so much, but only because he was paranoid about his by-blood cousin. Even more paranoid than normal, which was saying something.
"Well, Tenten, Hinata, Sasuke, Ino, and myself are going to ditch for the rest of the day." She informed him. "Feel free to come along if you like." She offered after a moment thought.
"Cool! Thanks, Sakura-chan!" Naruto smiled adorably at her, and she inwardly turned to mush at the sight of the teddy bear smile. "So where are we going?"
"I'm not sure. The mall?" Sakura answered thoughtfully, before turning to her family members. "Any ideas?"
"The mall sounds fine to me." Ino brightened at the thought of going to her favorite place on earth. Rolling her eyes, Sakura merely waved off the to-be-expected answer. Hinata agreed, as did Tenten with a bit more hesitance present. The tomboyish woman never liked doing anything particularly girly, and usually had to be forced into doing something of the sort, with help from Sakura naturally. "Especially since there's that dance coming up soon." The blonde added on tactfully after a moment, her tone half-heartedly persuasive.
"Which we are not going to." Sasuke butted in then, glancing at his smaller mate out of the corner of his eye. She smiled serenely up at him, and didn't say anything.
"That's fine. Hinata, Tenten, and myself are." Ino rolled her eyes.
"Actually, Neji and I decided not to go as well." Tenten told the long-haired blonde reluctantly. Ino now looked thoroughly exasperated, but didn't say anything. Sakura ignored the banter, tapping her chin with a slender, long index finger. "Hey, Saki-chan. What's up?" Sakura looked up, startled, at her affectionate nickname. After a moment of blinking stupidly at the brunette, the question registered and Sakura smiled airily.
"Nothing, Ten-chan. I'm just currently trying to figure out how to get everyone into my Porsche." The rosette answered. Naruto visibly brightened at the idea of riding in Sakura's beloved convertible, though Ino's response plummeted his hopes.
"Uh, Billboard Brow, I know how much you love that car of yours, but it can only fit, like, two people, maybe four if you push it. How about we take my car? It's got more room." Ino offered instead. Sakura looked affronted by the very thought, her green eyes widening.
"I'm not leaving my car here for those…vultures to gawk at!" The pinkette protested indignantly. Ino eyed her wearily. She had expected the response. "Besides, we can bundle up." Now the blonde quirked an eyebrow at the confusing statement. "I mean, I could sit on Sasuke's lap, Hinata could sit on Naruto's." The rosette elaborated in mild frustration, her tone implying that Ino was the classic blonde, which the blonde ignored
"And who would drive?"
"Um… Tenten?"
"Sure, why not?" The brunette agreed humbly, knowing the rosette was extremely protective of her car, and while she was closer to Ino, the blonde had a tendency to drive recklessly. Sakura now looked rather satisfied, and Ino gave in with a sigh. Her best friend's stubbornness could make a donkey look easy-going by comparison. With that settled, the six of them started for Sakura's burgundy Porsche, which stuck out like a sore thumb amongst the other shabby cars. They decided that Sakura would sit on Sasuke's lap in the front, with Ino, and Hinata on Naruto's lap in the back. The Uchiha couldn't say that he disliked the feeling of Sakura being on his lap, if only she would stop wiggling so much, no matter how antsy she was about her favorite car being driven by someone else. Finally having to do something to stop himself from doing something to her that he would later regret, he clamped a hand over her hip in an attempt to get her to settle down.
"Stop, Sakura." He growled out, his voice vaguely rough. She pouted at him.
"But I want to drive." She whined, sticking out her lower lip in an effort to woo him.
"Would you rather Tenten sat on my lap?" Sasuke countered, instead of focusing on what else she could do with that mouth. She immediately shook her head vigorously with a loud 'no.' "If you don't want that to happen on the ride back, I suggest you calm down." She pouted at him, but did as he bade. She buried her face into the crook of his neck. Ino attempted to smother her snickers, though she doubted that she succeeded very well, judging by the glower Sakura flashed her over Sasuke's shoulder. Due to incessant nagging from some of the other passengers in the car, Sakura had reluctantly changed the CD to something more mellow, though she knew that Tenten, as the driver, couldn't care less. Now smoother rock music, though still rather different, flowed through the speakers. Sakura had tried sneaking in a From First to Last CD, but Ino had read the intention in her mind and intercepted her immediately.
Once upon a time
We had a lot to fight for
We had a dream, we had a plan
Sparks in the air,
We spread a lot of envy
Ino immediately groaned. "Please God, change the song. Forehead and her boy toy are making me nauseous." Sasuke immediately attempted to halt the thoughts in his mind, feeling insulted by the airy 'boy toy' comment. With a low laugh, Tenten did as the blonde had bid and changed the song randomly. The next song was much better, and the brunette left Sakura to do it, as she knew the CDs much better than they did, due to the obscene amount of time she spent listening to said CDs at eardrum-splitting levels, mostly whenever she had something to hide from her best friend, which didn't happen often. One of the times had been when Shika had first proposed.
Fate lies ahead
Like the sun will rise
The light has been gone
Far too long
From your eyes
"This will do." Ino declared from the back, settling back down into her (rather uncomfortable) seat. Pleased, Sakura twisted back around to press her back against Sasuke to turn it up, quickly beginning to sing along perfectly after a few verses.
Run to your boy
Don't conceal your scars
Run to your boy
Let him feel your love
Before it's too late!
Sakura sang along, nestling into Sasuke's warm chest. She seriously doubted she would ever cease being so affectionate toward him. He was so warm, overwhelmingly so, and soft, despite the hard muscles she could feel underneath the flimsy skin. Every time she pressed close to him, no matter how briefly, she could feel the slight bump against her skin that was his pulse, though she didn't mind it nearly as much as she used to. Stiffly, awkwardly, Sasuke wrapped his arms around her waist, and she purred in contentment. Naruto grimaced over Hinata's soft lilac hair at the pair diagonal from him, telling them loudly to 'get a room.' Though when he heard Hinata's soft, almost muted, giggle against the fabric over his shoulder, he found himself just as stupidly smitten as Sasuke was, as he smiled down at the endearingly shy, small girl curled on his lap.
Ino studied the pair in front of her intently; quite happy for her close friend who had finally found someone that could tolerate her quirkiness. Even if it was an emotionally constipated jackass with a God complex. A corner of her lips quirked up at the thought, tuning out the other thoughts of everyone in the general vicinity in politeness, as she focused intently on her own thoughts. Despite Sasuke's status as a jackass, he honestly seemed to care for the tiny girl. Even if he expressed it awkwardly, haltingly, and only in rare, private moments, his thoughts revealed much more to the beautiful blonde, even if she had to ignore some of the more perverted thoughts that had come unbidden into his mind whenever Sakura did something. Though she had made a few mental notes for her to pass on to Shika when she next saw him, of things she would never have thought of.
She didn't feel bad about taking ideas from Sasuke, and it wasn't like she was planning on telling him about her (practically nonexistent) sex life any time soon.
She glanced at Naruto and Hinata out of the corner of her eyes, and she held back the urge to squeal like a little girl at the image. Whether the other blonde knew it or not, his hand had been unconsciously rubbing the lilac-haired girl's back in small, soothing circles as he stared out at the cars that were flying by. Judging by his thoughts, which were loud and easy to read, he was enjoying the car ride immensely, and having the petite Hinata sitting on his lap just made it better for him. Ino allowed a nostalgic smile to curve her lips. Naruto would be good for Hinata, while the relationship lasted, unless the lilac-haired girl decided after all to tell him, and then he wound up turned.
One quick glance at the content Sakura, Ino could already tell that she was planning on remaining with Sasuke forever, if he would have her. Which, judging by his current thoughts, he would be more than willing to do. It had taken two weeks of Sakura's subtle flirting in order for him to realize that he liked her back, but it had paid off in the end. She had never seen her older sister look so happy, despite what Neji thought would wind up happening between the two of them.
They continued to listen to the album in silence on the way to the mall before they pulled into the vast parking lot, and Tenten swerved expertly into an empty parking place close to the southern doors. "Sh-should we worry abo-about someone finding out we're ditching?" Hinata asked shyly from Naruto's side. Sakura looped her arms through Ino's affectionately, before twisting lithely to smile at her nervous younger sister.
"Nah. We can always lie." The rosette answered blithely.
"Or dazzle their socks off." Ino tacked on with a mischievious grin.
"True." Sakura agreed, as the pair led the others through the glass doors and into the cool air-conditioning. "Now where to first?" She asked, as they all crowded around immediately inside the doors.
"One of the department stories, so Hinata and I can look at dresses." Ino offered, before earning several immediate 'no's.
"How about we just wander until something catches our eye." Tenten put in patiently, used to being the peacekeeper by now. After deciding that it was indeed the best course of action, they chose a direction randomly and started walking. The beautiful Hatakes often got looks, but upon seeing the irritated Uchiha and challenging Uzumaki, they departed without actually saying anything to the girls. After trickling down to the bottom floor, Sakura suddenly grabbed Sasuke's arm and wrenched him into a photo booth.
"That's attached to me, you know." Sasuke muttered darkly under his breath, rubbing at the now sore socket with his free hand. Sakura ignored him, already putting in the required amount of money, before turning to her boyfriend.
"I don't care. Now smile, or do whatever the hell you can do, Uchiha." She retorted with an eye roll, and wrapped her arms around his shoulders in order to plant a kiss on the side of his nose. He blamed the unusual spot as a result of Sakura's quirkiness, and instead smirked at the rapidly blinking light which signaled them where to look. Sakura spent more time arranging herself than he did, as in the next picture, she had one leg thrown over his lap and was ravishing his mouth with her own, and then proceeded to force him to do various other poses.
A few minutes later, they got out and the eager pinkette retrieved the picture. "Were you emotionally stunted as a child or something? I swear, the only thing I can get out of you is a smirk." The rosette commented blithely, before tearing the strip of photos in half and handing one of the two halves to her boyfriend. "Here you are. Try not to burn it or anything, alright?" Her tone was teasing, and without waiting for a response, she began yanking him in the direction that her friend and family had disappeared off to.
Pushy, much? Sasuke thought sardonically to himself, though he didn't mention one word of his thoughts to the oblivious woman in front of him. He allowed himself to be pulled in one direction, not hesitating to shoot murderous looks to people who gazed a bit too long or a bit too low for his tastes. "Hey, we're back everyone!" Sakura proclaimed to their party after having located them in a department store. Apparently Naruto and Tenten had been overwhelmed by the long-haired blonde, not that Sakura could blame them any. Ino was one pushy person, and it took someone with a lot of patience to be able to handle her. God praise Shikamaru.
Ino looked up from discussing a dress with Hinata in hushed voices, and grinned at her best friend before waving her over. The salesman with them, his face littered with bad skin and greasy hair, also looked up, his eyes widening at the stunningly beautiful pink-haired girl approaching them. However, one look at the malevolent Uchiha glaring viciously at him over the top of her head, and any thoughts of asking her out disappeared from his greasy head immediately. Ino raised a blonde eyebrow as the salesman hurriedly excused himself, a knowing grin curling her lips upward as she skimmed the thoughts in his mind briefly. "I doubt that was really necessary, Sasuke." The blonde remarked casually, earning a brusque grunt from the young Uchiha. Utterly mystified, Sakura merely blinked before turning to look up at her taller counterpart with a silent question in her eyes, which he promptly ignored. "Anyways, Forehead. Look at this dress." Ino immediately latched onto her friend's arms, dragging the unwilling pinkette forward a few steps.
"Ino-pig, I said Sasuke and I weren't going." The rosette protested, resisting. Ino waved a hand dismissively.
"Yeah, yeah. I know. But this dress just screams for you to buy it." The blonde urged, removing the dress from the rack and holding it out for her friend to examine. Which Sakura did quickly, admitting grudgingly that it was a pretty dress. It was a halter–styled dress, and forest green. It was made of a satiny material, and a quick whiff told her that it was indeed satin. The cool material slipped through her finger easily. It dipped teasingly, letting her know that she wouldn't be able to wear a bra with it. It had a formfitting skirt. "Go try it on." Ino shoved the dress into her friend's hands before turning her around and nudging her in the direction of the dressing rooms. Sakura did so grudgingly, holding the dress gently.
A few minutes later, she came back out in the dress, looking embarrassed. Sasuke could practically feel his heartbeat rise at the sight of her. The dress clung to her curves softly, and dipped into her cleavage just enough to pique his interest. It was floor length, and her toes peeked through the fabric whenever she took a step. The dark emerald color complimented her pink hair and golden eyes nicely, while sharply contrasting with her snow-white skin. Ino clapped her hands eagerly, before gesturing for her friend to turn around, which Sakura did hesitantly. The other side of the dress showed off a lot of skin, only covering just below the small of her back. "Forehead-chan, it's you! Buy it!" Ino gushed, causing her friend to look even more flustered as she averted her eyes to look at Sasuke. The look in his dark eyes caused her lower muscles to tighten in anticipation before looking away.
"What would I wear it to?" The rosette protested feebly, already trying to make her way back to the dressing room, though Tenten intercepted her with a slightly apologetic smile.
"Sasuke, what do you think?" Ino avoided the question, turning to Sakura's boyfriend with a quirked eyebrow. He stared at her stonily for a moment, before flicking back to the nervous Sakura. She looked at him warily, silently daring him to say something snarky.
"Hn. Buy it. You never know when you might need it." He answered finally, avoiding her gaze. Deciding to take it as a compliment, Sakura ducked back into the dressing room, and emerged a few minutes later with the dress in hand.
"Fine. I'll buy it." She decided grimly. Ino laughed, and cheered before ushering her friend to the cashier station. Sasuke stood there awkwardly, watching the cashier studying him intently, as he all but fell on himself checking her out. Though he took a while with her dress.
Damn, she's hot. Too bad about her stalker back there; Maybe I'll ask her out anyways... Nah, she'd never be interested in me. Plus, with those doe eyes she was flashing him, I'd never stand a chance. Ino bit back a snort at the cashier's thoughts on her dress, pausing at the 'doe eyes' part briefly. It had only been a quick flash; the cashier had sharp eyes. The blonde doubted that even Sakura realized what she had done, and Sasuke sure as hell didn't. She nudged Sakura in the ribs, and hissed in a voice too low for humans to hear, "Smile at him. Sasuke's already brimming with jealousy." Sakura immediately agreed, and made sure to flash the smitten cashier a beautiful smile, and the cashier's jaw went slack almost immediately. "Nice."
Ino flashed the cashier a brief smile, before they joined their friends. True enough, Sasuke was scowling and pointedly looking anywhere but at Sakura. Sakura had a grin at his obvious jealousy, and immediately crossed over to stand directly in front of him. "Don't worry. You're the only one I want." She whispered, before kissing him daintily on the lips. Naruto groaned.
"Save it for the bedroom, you two." He told them in disgust with a cheesy grin, earning an Uchiha Glare in response, which he promptly ignored. Ino rolled her eyes, and immediately herded everyone out of the store and back into the main part of the hallway, before inquiring where they should go next. Once again, they decided to wander aimlessly, while Sakura carried her dress, which had been kept on the hanger, and now had a protective cover over it. She had half-expected Sasuke to offer to take her dress, but he did no such thing and didn't seem likely to change his mind any time soon. Damn.
Naruto proceeded to drag everyone into a music store, and they split up to find their individual tastes. Sakura wandered through the Rock section, before moving on to the classical section. Sasuke had departed over through the DVD section, seeing if any good horror movies had come out that he wasn't aware of.. He stayed away from any vampire movies, as he seriously doubted that any of them were anywhere near being accurate, even if he had never seen them before. Especially since real-life vampires seemed to be more of a dream, than a nightmare. After seeing nothing that interested him, he heard Naruto calling him, sounding rather urgent, and he followed the voice curiously.
The spiky-haired blonde was standing in front of a few racks attached to the wall, and immediately made room for his best friend to have a look. Sasuke immediately groaned as he figured out what the dobe had been examining keenly.
It was several different types of porn.
"Looks good, huh?" Naruto asked him, grinning.
Sasuke looked at him blankly. "Dobe, just because you happen to be a virgin, doesn't mean the rest of us are." He answered flatly, before turning around and walking off, ignoring Naruto's call of "bite me, you bastard!"
Sakura appeared at his elbow suddenly, and Sasuke didn't even flinch, as he continued to skim the various titles of decent movies. "What was that about?" She asked curiously, and Sasuke glanced at her out of the corner of his eye.
"Naruto's being an idiot."
"As always." She tacked on with a grin, earning a semi-smirk from her boyfriend as he nodded in agreement. "Find anything good?" She asked, changing the topic off of the blonde easily. The Uchiha shook his spiky head, and continued to skim. "Well, what about this?" She plucked a movie off of the shelves and held it out to him. The title read 'I Am Legend.' The raven-haired male studied the title for a moment, before shrugging. "I'll take that as a yes." She held the movie in her hand, and smiled innocently up at Sasuke, who just looked at her impatiently for a moment before sighing and looking away.
"Mind telling me the real reason you decided we're ditching? I don't remember discussing the matter at all." Sasuke asked her after a moment's pause. Sakura smiled wryly; having expected him to figure everything out and then ask.
"Neji found out that they're blood-typing in Science, and let the rest of us know during his next class." She explained as an answer. Sasuke winced at the thought, but nodded in understanding, mute. "And naturally, wherever I go, you go." She grinned mischievously at him. Now he just lifted an eyebrow, and didn't respond. "I'm joking, you oaf." She rolled her eyes. "Now, I admit, Naruto tagging along was unexpected, but not too difficult, I suppose. Even if the school does manage to figure out that we were ditching, I doubt they're going to do anything to the perfect-GPA Hatakes, or the damn-near-perfect Uchiha."
"Good point." He allowed hesitantly, his expression softening slightly as he turned to look at her briefly. Under his intense scrutiny, Sakura immediately felt nervous, and turned around to avoid his dark gaze. "Find anything else you like that we could watch?" Sasuke asked awkwardly, watching as the rosette spun around with a broad grin.
"Uchiha Sasuke, are you asking me out?" She asked delightedly, and after a moment he nodded reluctantly. "Well, that means that we'll need lots of food, for you of course, and at least another two movies." The rosette started on her way to the snack aisle, and Sasuke followed her, confused.
"Why two movies?" he objected.
"Because we're going to make a day out of this." She explained as if she was talking to a two year old. He didn't feel offended by her slightly condescending tone; if anything, he was amused by the fact that such a tiny girl would dare to use it on someone several inches taller than her, even if she was stronger than he could ever hope of being. "You go pick out the movies, I'll get the food. Nothing too sweet, I promise." She shooed him away, getting annoyed with his ridiculous hovering. Grudgingly, he went back to the movies and grabbed two at random. One was titled 'You Don't Mess with the Zohan' and the other was 'House of Wax." He figured that he at least deserved one horror movie in which an annoying celebrity dies.
Minutes later, they were checking out, and they all met up outside of the store. "C'mon, everyone. Let's continue our 'journey.'" Tenten's voice was falsely cheery and full of sarcasm. With a few chuckles, the group split up to examine the mall from top to bottom.
So, um, yeah.
Almost no point to this chapter, other than the luffly fluff/lemon that I threw in there.
Make sure you tell me what you think about the lemon. My beta thought it was amazing, but she's biased and apparently something of a prude. (Kidding, Kidding, my dear beta. Kinda.)
And it got really cheesy at the the end, though I had realized that the other characters (Naruto, Hinata, Ino, Tenten, etc etc) had kinda taken a back, back seat (if that makes any sense) and I really wanted to have them in here, and this was the only thing I could think of. Blame the fact that I was writing this for like three or four hours before it was finished. That can take a lot out of a girl.
Is there another reason that vampires would have to ditch class, other than bloodtyping? I really didn't want to use the bloodtyping again (Again, staying away from Twilight), but I couldn't think of any to save my life. So, in the end, I wound up going with the stupid bloodtyping. Damnit.
Reviewer Replies:
CelestialMaidenofSilence: Off-topic, but did you realize that YOU were my fiftieth reviewer? Well, you were. You made my freaking week. -confetti and ballons fall to the ground out of nowhere- Aw, you didn't like ten as much as the others? I'm sorry, but at least you saw what I meant. I hated it. This chapter is a bit better, though I admit it does get rather...cheesy and corny towards the end, which annoyed me, but oh well. They can't all be winners. Damn, yeah. Sasuke's POV is ridiculously difficult to do, and I'm too big of chicken to try and do it with the fear of totally butchering his personality or something. BUT! I shall conquer this fear and try to make him seem more realistic from now on. Did I do better this time around? Please say yes. -bambi eyes- You don't think TemaSai would be too weird or something? Oh, that's good. Yeah, I can kinda imagine them being together. Especially since if he ever mouths off to her, she'd just beat the crap out of him with that fan of her's. Hah hah.
Animeguurl: Wow, you kept re-reading this story? Thanks! That makes me ridiculously happy. XP I also saw that you put a quote from this story on your profile (well more like my beta saw it and told me...), thanks! You must really like this story. You like 3 Days Grace? Hey, me too! I prefer MCR more, because they own my heart, but 3DG is a close...fourth. I think. No wait, fifth! First is MCR, followed by HIM, then the Rasmus, and finally the 69 Eyes. I really like Finnish music, as you can tell. Hah hah. Well, I hope you keep reading this story, and like it!
IDontNeedToReply: Manly Pants of Manliness...? ...Wow. I think that's all I can saw for the moment. Wow. Ah, I see your point. I didn't even realize that I was making her so... masculine. But oh well. She'll stay that way, because I like her that way. And the fact that I based her off of my own personality...kinda. Crude music is the best dude! I am not afraid to listen to Sublime's 'Caress Me Down' while my two year old cousin is in the room. But blame my uncle...it was his mp3. lol. Panic at the Disco? Not really. I used to, a friend of mine got me into them, but now I think their an embarrassment to music (THEY ARE NOT EVEN ROCK! NO MATTER WHAT THEY SAY, OR WHO THEIR (totally awesome) INFLUENCES ARE!) Yeah, okay. I'm sorry. It's kinda sore topic for me. The thing is, with me, I'm under the impression that if the prep stores, American Eagle or one of those kinda of stores, play those songs, then they can't be rock music. -nod- I actually told a friend of mine that if I ever wanted to go into one of the stores willingly, then she would be allowed to slap me and I wouldn't fight her back. And she holds me to that. Sunshine eyes? Hmmm...interesting. That'd be fun to write a story about that or something... Reflexes of a dead cat? Wow. My friends tell me I actually have pretty good reflexes. lol. Oh yeah, you know. Sakura's ability at work! Um, this is one kind of crying face: T.T. I prefer to use that one. Oh, she's very forward. but that's we love her. Anko's amazing. I love her. In a totally platonic kinda way of course. a psychologist in France? Wow. I don't quite know what I want to be. I was considering a doctor, then a nurse, then back to a doctor. I don't know yet. XP. I do know that I want to travel. I'm looking for the SakuxKarin confrontation. It'll be fun. I know how to play poker! I've only played a few times, and never for real money, but its actually rather fun. lol. Teddy bears are hot? Wow. Creepy, much? lol. I have no response to the Chuck E. Cheese/Spider/Cookies part. No response at all.
Kingdom-Hearts-Angel: The lemon is here! Bwuhahaha! And thanks. I liked like...the last line. I think that was it. Nothing more. lol.
Affectionate: It keeps getting better and better? Hee hee hee. That's makes me happy. And yes, there is a lemon. Pah, you don't need to apologize to me. SasuSaku lemons are the sex (pun intended.) Even written by crappy authors, they're good. Weird huh? Oh well. I'm your hero?! Oh hell yes!
ladyDV011: Ze lemon is here. Wow, I'm really glad that I put up that last reminder in bold. lol. Perverts are fun, no worries. They make everything sound perverted. Which is always fun. Therefore: perverts is a fun. Hah hah