In the Palm of My Hands Chapter 11: Too Late, a naruto fanfic

A/N: OMG… OMFG… there… you… I…

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Any of you can spell W-R-I-T-E-R-S-B-L-O-C-K? Oh crap, never mind, I already did that for you. Apparently, that is my excuse for being FOUR FUCKING MONTHS too late. *sigh* I remember the time when I was still updating every once a week! That went well for ten weeks long until suddenly, I couldn't find any inspiration to write this one. This chapter was difficult to write for me, very difficult, and I know that once you're ready with reading this you'll think: WTF? She had problems with writing this lame ass chapter? Man, I've been waiting three long agonizing months for only this? What a bitch!

Yeah… I know. And I apologize. Really, I am truly, sincerely sorry for being so late, and I promise you that the next chapter won't take as long as this one had.

But although this chapter took like almost gazillion years to been updated, -and I hope nobody pulled their own hair out in waiting all this time- there are many treats in here that I hope many of you will like. This is one extra long chapter, in hope that you will forgive me and give me a review anyway despite the fact that I made you guys wait too long. I didn't want to be one of those writers who update, like, once in a decade, but I really couldn't find a word to write for this chapter. So I struggled and fought with my inner-self and everything, when I decided to write behind my laptop –which is almost every day- and I put in my guru of ultimate writing. One of the Pirate of the Caribbean movies. I swear, those helped me a lot. You should thank Captain Jack Sparrow with his gay-ish, but still waaaay too cute behavior –I absolutely love Johnny Depp- or else this chapter wouldn't have arrived at this story for a couple of more months.

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'Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.'- William Shakespeare

Acorralada

In the Palm of My Hand

He was oblivious to the fact that he was at his mother's party.

Because once he realized what was going on, what she was doing, he didn't hesitate for a moment.

His unoccupied hand, that wasn't holding the champagne glass that was meant for herself, rested slowly on her hip.

His shoulders relaxed, even if he couldn't be more tense.

He didn't need to pull her closer, as she was pressing herself against him of her own.

And he kissed her back.

Hell, he kissed her back.

The feeling of her lips against his own, her soft body against his self, was better than he could ever fanaticize about.

She never kissed like this, and he knew, because he had kissed her once, a long time ago. It was way different then, it was shy, it was slow, it was inexperienced, and now…

Now it seemed like she had trained. Her lips moved precisely on the right time, with the right pressure, and soon, her tongue rolled against his lips. It made him forget about everything and everyone as he held his slight shock within and on his own record; he happily opened his mouth, giving her entrance to invade him.

He didn't want to know how it was that her kiss had changed. The light thought alone that she was training on other men made rage kick in.

While her organ filled his mouth, his hand moved, slowly going from her hip higher to the curve of her waist.

She couldn't have possibly kissed other men so she would become the perfect kisser. No way in hell. That wasn't Sakura, she would never do that.

In the other hand, this wasn't the same Sakura he had known a year ago, he didn't know what she was capable of currently. Seeing her drink alcohol, hearing her talk so confidently, feeling how she kissed him just like that at a party, was evidence enough that this was someone new.

Her scent filled his nose, the vanilla-honey scent that she didn't have last time he was close to her, made him go eager to take in more and more.

She was so soft, she was so different, she was so beautiful, and he couldn't possibly imagine that another man could've had this for a whole year.

Tatiana.

How long has he been with her? Was he the one who taught her to kiss this amazingly? Was it him? Was it that motherfucker who he hates so freaking much?

He did not want to think of it.

Sakura tiptoed; deepen the kiss when pulling him closer by the back of his neck. Both her hands were on him, one through his hair, the other at his shoulder, holding herself against him.

This everything was intoxicating, her tongue, her scent, her touch, her lips, it was like poison, like drugs, and it was beginning to become more arousing over the minute.

He leaned back against her, his hand moving again upwards, to the swell of her breast and he turned around their location of tongues; instead, he crawled between her lips and teeth, tasting her, exploring her, remembering her.

He did not want this to be the last kiss they ever shared. She was his wife, damn it, and he had the very right to kiss whenever he pleases.

Time seemed to be forgotten by him, when a small, -inaudible by any other ears- moan came from the back of her throat.

And that's when he lost it.

He couldn't help himself but to imagine to have her. To be buried deep inside of her, while she was looking as exotic as she was now. -Even better actually; naked.-

He already saw her writhing below him, her emerald orbs looking up at him, her mouth moaning out by him, her body feeling pleasure because of him, and her lips spilling one name and one name alone; his.

He would go deep into her, reach spots that make her go scream out, her back would be pressed over and over against the mattress, wall, ground, wherever, as he moved against her.

He had the sudden urge for her to feel him, for them to be against each other, slick and sweaty, fierce and pumping, sucking and kissing, touching and feeling.

He lust grew and grew by the second, his hand moving once more to the small of her back, pulling her impossibly closer while penetrating her mouth. The feel of her tongue against his own thrilled him, more than any woman had ever before.

He didn't care, not one bit. He wanted this woman, he craved for this woman, he longed for this woman and her alone. He did not hide the fact that he was thoroughly enjoying this kiss and simply continued slipping through her mouth and past her slick organ.

Sakura, who had control of all her senses, was at a lost when she felt Sasuke's hand displace from where it safely was at her hip, to the swell of her breast and then to the small of her back pulling her closer.

He was simple too much, too good, too delicious.

She thought that she could handle the sensation, for she had kissed Sasuke once upon a time, and went into this with the thought dangling in her mind that it would be like stealing candy from a baby, now that she had changed.

How wrong she was.

Sasuke was kissing her, truly kissing her, kissing her like he had never kissed her before.

She could tell the difference, because even if she wanted to get Sasuke out of her mind for the past year, and in some times even succeeding, his lips, his touch, his eyes, his freaking kiss was something one could not ever forget even if you wished to.

And back then, with compared to now, it didn't feel real, it didn't feel like it was meant.

Unlike this very moment.

He gave all his this time, and it was a lot, much more than any expectations Sakura had ever presumed.

This was a kiss of Uchiha Sasuke, and now, taking him in, she found herself able to understand as to why any woman would always want to cling to him, even if he would ever lack money.

This man knew how to use his tongue and lips for more than talking.

She didn't want to leave this position, she wanted to stay and prayed to any spirit or god out there for time to freeze at this very moment so she could be kept right here, in Sasuke's arms, invaded by his tongue, and locked by his lips.

Her inner self snapped her to it. This made her realize that they were at the party, glued together for some good minutes, surrounded by gawking, wide-eyed gazing people.

She had played enough for now, and indicated to move away from the Uchiha. She sucked on his tongue ever so lightly, making her intentions known that she was stepping away from him.

But even before she could do so, two arms had pulled her hard away from the ebony-haired male.

Karin pulled her away from her boyfriend with a rough hand.

"You little bitch, how dare you touch him with your filthy mouth? Move away from right now!" Karin growled to her, ready to punch the whore in her face.

Sakura slowly turned to red haired female, a smug smirk of amusement clearly on her features. "This is to make a point clear to you, that you," She paused a second, stealing a glance at the onyx eyed male. "Don't know his feelings as much as you claim you do."

The Uchiha looked at her with eyes impossibly darker -smoldering- than usual as it was clouded with a heavy fog of lust and an amount of desire that spelled her name.

"Who do you think you are, you slut?!" Karin raised her voice, just about to set a step towards her.

Sakura merely sighed, a sigh that showed that she didn't bother in listening to her words and she switched back to Sasuke. He was still holding her champagne glass and she softly took it. Thanking him with sugarcoated eyes, she smiled.

And she kept the smile on her face when she turned back to the Sarina and whipped the content of the glass right in Karin's face.

"AAH!" Karin gasped out loud, her face, her hair and her dress wet of the expensive liquid.

The sound of the champagne hitting skin seemed akin to one of a whiplash being lashed against human skin. It sounded painful and cruel.

Kiki already found this going too far, so deciding in interrupting the two before Karin does something stupid. He knew her, and he knows her temper. She was a nasty little devil and will go the end of the time to get whatever it is that's holding her back out from her way.

The lusted gaze of Sasuke vanished as soon as Kiki came into picture and a glare had settled instead. And not so friendly glare either.

Sakura held a smirk on her face of pure victory and amusement, looking Karin right in the eye, who was killing her with the look on her face alone.

The ballroom was silent except for the live band that was still playing in the background. The players half-stared along with the guest, but they must continue playing.

"You damned whor-" Karin almost yelled and was ready to bounce her way to that pink haired witch and slap her across the face, when she was grabbed at the arm by Kiki, holding her on place.

"Stop it, Karin." Kiki said softly to her but stern, she was still at a formal party with many people around them.

"Let me go." She hissed back to him, struggling against his grip. But it was a firm one and he wouldn't loosen it.

The hard look the Tatiana gave her was enough for her to at least stop with struggling, she realized that she can't go and do what she was intending to do to that awful woman.

With sharp and narrowed eyes into slits, she looked her way back to Sakura who was still standing in front of Sasuke -a little too close to Sasuke- with an expression that seemed like she was laughing her out in the inside.

Which she was.

The emerald eyed took a step closer to her, just one step, and it actually didn't make the distance between them a lot smaller, but it was one foot closer to the Sarina nonetheless.

Her voice was talking low and slow, a clear tone of mocking in it, and that pissed Karin more off.

"That'll learn you to not ever doubt me again." It was said almost in a whisper yet it was loud enough for at least Karin, Sasuke and Kiki to hear.

The redhead deepen her glare even more, pressing her red manicured nails into her hands so hard, she was sure she had opened skin.

Then suddenly, Sakura turned directly to Sasuke.

He was slightly taken aback by her sudden movement and her attention to him, but he kept his shock, like always, mentally and never letting it reach his features.

"And you," Her voice had completely changed from the soft and mocking way she was talking in just a second ago, to one that sounded furious and hard. "Do not ever talk about this marriage that was never there in the first place, and speak like I mean anything to you."

To emphasize her words, she shot a glare to him, and swiftly past by him to walk away.

He did not follow her form to see where she went but only looked up to Karin. She was soaking wet and unlike him, she was eying Sakura to where she went with pure hate in her crimson hues.

His gaze moved upward to Kiki, who had a champagne glass in his right hand, and a smirk that was a mix of knowing, mocking, teasing and amusing, on his face.

Sasuke scowled impossibly more, and Kiki in the other hand, smirked wider, lifted the glass up and make a gesture that meant he toasted on him and took a sip of the liquid.

For the same reason that the Tatiana had held Karin for not doing something embarrassing at a ball filled with already curious people, he too kept himself in check for not going and punch Kiki and break his nose on his mother's party.

He clenched his jaw hard, very, very hard and now actually wished that Naruto or somebody else would be there to hold him back just in case.

Sakura walked away from both the people she despise, and saw her mother's approving smirk, giving her a look that said that she did the right thing.

She took in an unnoticed shaky breath, letting go of all the fears and emotion she held in minutes ago, and made an invisible nod towards her mother.

This was going good so far. Sure, the kiss was unexpected, but the look on Karin and Sasuke's face was priceless! Karin was glaring at her with the intent to kill, while Sasuke wanted to take her right then and there.

The kiss. She must admit that was one hell of a kiss and she lost control. She fell for Sasuke's kiss because it was that amazing, that fabulous, that… breathtakingly delicious, it was better than anything she had ever tasted or experienced. And frankly, she didn't want it!

She did not want to feel so great, she did not want to let it go on forever, she did not want to let her emotions get into her way. She needed to think, and with thinking you keep yourself and everything around you in check. She did not do that when she was kissing Sasuke.

The asshole.

He could still have an effect on her even if she was thinking, even if she cut him out of her life, even if she was determent for him to suffer.

No.

'No Sakura, he will suffer. He will beg for your forgiveness. You can't let yourself fall for him once again!'

Yes, her inner speaking was right. Uchiha Sasuke doesn't have influence on her. Not ever again.

She was interrupted in her thoughts when she felt a warm hand land on her shoulder, making her turn around.

She met face to face with Tatiana Kiki. He was smiling softly at her, a hint of smugness in it, and his mesmerizing eyes crook with amusement.

Sakura stole a glance past his shoulder, seeing that both Sasuke and Karin were gone. She was curious though as where they were, but somehow she didn't want to know shit.

The thought of Sasuke and Karin together alone pissed her off. Trying to maintain the scowl off of her face, she looked back to Kiki.

"You seem flustered, Sakura." His voice went through her. "May I suggest a stroll through the garden for some fresh air?"

The pink haired took a breath, finding his idea quite good. She did need some fresh air, at least to cool down her nerves.

"Yes, lets." She shot him a smile and he, of course, gave her one right back, putting out an arm for her to take.

Eyes followed them when they walked out of the ballroom into the direction of the Grand Garden.

It has been more then a year that she hasn't been in the Grand Garden. There was a time that she was always in this place, when she was living in this very mansion, when she was practically a prisoner in the room Sasuke gave her by Fagaku.

The garden didn't change drastically much, except for all the twinkle lights they put in the flowers, trees and bushes, there was a small fountain in the new set of roses that wasn't there the last time she has been here.

It was quiet in the garden, nobody walked around like they did in the house. She and Kiki were the only one walking here now.

The silence between them was comfortable, and Sakura found that strange even for herself. She wasn't a quiet one to begin with, and to walk with such a handsome man all alone without feeling some weird tension was surprising her.

She looked up into the dark sky, and saw that there was no moon at all, only a sea of stars were brightening the sky.

The place looked peaceful and serene. The far-distant music made a romantic aura fill the garden, and the twinkle lights made the finishing picturesque touch. A soft wind passed the two of them, it had a light scent of ocean water in it and it refreshed her senses.

She didn't notice, but because she felt herself relax for the first time that night, automatically a smile graced her lips.

Someone beside her, on the other hand, did notice.

"You seem calmed down, Sakura. I can imagine it, since you're out of that stifling place with people breathing down your neck. I bet you feel somewhat better."

They stopped walking and Sakura turned towards the tall man. Like always, he couldn't be more right.

"I do. Thank you for bringing me out here."

Kiki was unbelievable; he had been nothing but sweet to her. Even if she kissed another man at the party in front of everyone, including himself.

He wasn't angry, or became disrespectful. Nothing of all that. He stayed his gentleman like self and kept with her even after the charade she had pulled off earlier.

He really was something. Something she liked… very much.

"I cannot believe her! How dare she pour that champagne all over me? They should throw her in jail for that!" Karin yelled while zipping herself out of her dress.

Sasuke wasn't helping her; instead he was standing in his balcony looking in silence to her and to the twinkle lights that decorated his garden below for his mother's celebration ball.

"That nerve of that woman, seriously! And hear that bitch; 'Oh, Ralph Lauren handpicked it out for me himself.' Psh. She can go fuck herself." Karin kept on whining about Sakura, changing her voice all light and sweetly, trying to sound just like her. "And now suddenly she has money? Just because she's Senju Tsunade's daughter!"

Here's where Sasuke gave his full attention to Karin. His head shot up from looking down, eyes slightly widen for a second before narrowing again.

"Senju Tsunade?" He inquired suspicious. He knew that the woman Sakura came with was her mother; he had overheard that when his own mother was talking to the blonde woman. But he didn't know it was Senju Tsunade.

Tsunade wasn't just anybody, and he knew her. By name at least. She is the granddaughter of the previous ruler of half of Japan's industry, and she is now the ruler of said industry and the head of the Senju clan. She's one of the richest -if not is- woman in Japan. A high ranked clan, one that could almost be royal by blood, just the same as the Uchiha clan.

And Sakura was her daughter?

Impossible. He would've heard if the head of the Senju clan had a daughter, wouldn't he? It can't be possible.

But then again, why would they lie? Sakura would never lie about that, and a debutante like Tsunade herself wouldn't go into such a disgrace. Never in her life.

Meaning that if it is indeed true that Sakura is Senju Tsunade's daughter, that conclude she is the heir of the clan. Sakura is the heir of the Senju clan.

"Do you honestly believe that shit? One year ago, that pink haired rat had no parents at all, and suddenly Tsunade is her mother? Yeah right!"

It was weird, he had to admit. But it explained why she came back beautiful and apparently with money and all.

"You better dig into that story. And now I'm going to take a shower to get that dirty person's aura off of me and that freaking champagne. Because of that biatch I have to change from my beautiful dress and-"

Sasuke tuned her out.

He couldn't possibly keep listening to her rambling after what happened between him and Sakura. The thought of them alone could make his blood rush faster through his body.

He couldn't believe that it was the same Sakura who he knew a year ago. He couldn't believe how much she changed. He couldn't believe… how amazing she kissed.

She turned from that ugly little duck into one of the most gorgeous swans. He never would've thought that she ever made him ache for her. Never.

Never did he even hoped to want Sakura.

Never did he even expect her to show at his mother's party. -In a breath-hitching dress no less.-

Never did he needed to see her ever again.

But like they always said; never say never.

From the moment she stepping into his vision, he couldn't take his eyes off of her. If only he had the will to scoff her off right now. She was at this ball for over an hour and already has she invaded his mind without intending of leaving. Everything happened too fast.

She came in, more beautiful than ever. Apparently rich, the daughter of Senju Tsunade meaning the heiress of the Senju clan. Shocking everybody with her new appearance and more overly, showing up here with no one less than Tatiana Kiki.

That man.

Sasuke wondered now what must have had went through Karin when she saw Tatiana with Sakura of all people. Was she angry? Was she… jealous?

This was unbelievable. Tatiana came here at his house, and sort off held both woman that was his from the very beginning, in the palm of his freaking hands.

Sakura all but melted by his nearness. Karin all but wanted to rip her away from him; hate radiating off of her body like steam.

Sasuke wasn't stupid; the aura that Karin gave off was so intense even he could feel it. It was hate, jealousy and envy.

And even though he didn't want Karin to feel that way for Tatiana Kiki ever again, he can't help but to feel exactly like her.

He would not ever admit. But Uchiha Sasuke was jealous. Somebody like him doesn't ever get jealous of anyone. He got whatever the hell he wanted. Every little thing. Every car, every house, every diamond and every woman.

He was an Uchiha damn it. What they want, they got. Nothing more, nothing less.

And then came Sakura. A woman he didn't even want in the beginning. She was merely there to let him forget about Karin. She was merely there for him to show to everybody that he wasn't effected in the least by Karin running away. And when Sakura left him, he didn't felt any regret whatsoever. He merely didn't care.

Until an hour ago. When she came back. Back into his life, back into his house, back… with another man.

One he loathes more than anyone in this entire world.

Why was she doing this? Why was she here with him? Were they plotting against both him and Karin together?

Sasuke flared his nostrils. He didn't want to think about Tatiana Kiki anymore for tonight. Even if he sees Sakura and Kiki together he will act his stoic self and ignore them. Acting like he didn't give a shit at all. Which was a lie, because God knew he cared like hell.

He will -try- not give a damn about them at all.

"Since you used your champagne for other uses, I'm offering a new one."

That voice. It belonged to…

Sasuke's onyx eyes searched the source of the voice and his hands gripped the rail of his balcony impossibly harder, turning his knuckles from ivory to hot pink, when his speculations were confirmed.

It was that same asshole he was trying to ignore. With the same woman he was trying to forget.

Tatiana and Sakura.

Seeing her in the night sky between all the twinkle lights in his garden made her seem like a mystical creature. Something dreary, because of the red that she was wearing but such an innocent look was blessed on her, even if she was wearing such a sinful color. She was a phenomenon.

Her smile was nothing compared to the light in his garden, it made the whole place brighten, even if it was just a small lift of her lips.

"Thank you, Kiki." Her tone was soft. Unlike how it was the last time she spoke to him earlier tonight.

"Do not ever talk about this marriage that was never there in the first place, and speak like I mean anything to you." That was what she sneered to him. And she was wrong, she does mean something to him.

Now.

His attention was brought back to them when she took the filled glass that the blond-brown haired man was offering, and their fingers connected. And instead of her or him pulling away from each other, they stayed like that.

They were touching each other again. They were looking in each other's eyes -deeply- again. She was smiling to him and he was smirking back to her, again.

Sasuke's keen eyes could catch the slightly movement of Kiki's calloused fingers over and on Sakura's small ones. He was caressing her digits lightly on the glass they both were still holding. Connected by one stupid glass.

They weren't saying anything. They were hardly moving.

And all what Sasuke did was glaring at them, having the desire to break this rail with sheer force and was screaming in his mind for Sakura to step away from him. To move, to do something.

And move she did alright.

A step closer she took to him, her neck arching slightly more because of the height he had, and his smirk grew.

It didn't need a fool to know what she meant with that step.

Kiki pulled the glass closer to him, effectively pulling Sakura also to him, and within the same second, her body was flush against his chest and their lips were connected.

Sakura immediately reacted, kissing him as feverishly as he was kissing her. His experienced tongue didn't even wait 10 seconds before they seductively tapped against her lips. She, of course, let him enter.

Her arms went around his neck, playing with the soft hair that grew at the back of it and forcing him to deepen the kiss. He happily complied. He tasted her and liked the sweetness of her as much as she liked of his.

Kiki dropped the champagne, the glass not breaking for it fell into the soft grass but the content spilled every direction. Both of his hands were free now and they found their way on her body, on her hips, over her waist, on the small of her back, caressing her arms, cupping her cheek and letting his hands wander through her long pink hair.

Sakura was really kissing Kiki. On her own free will. This wasn't a kiss to pester another woman, this wasn't a kiss to torture a man, this was a kiss… of liking someone.

He was so good. His lips were so soft, his kisses were so perfect, his tongue was moving so precisely amazing, she wondered if she ever want to let it stop.

His hands pushed her body harder to him, as if he wanted her to crawl right in his skin, being in one forever.

Even if she could say that the man she had on her lips earlier today was also just as excellent in kissing like Kiki, this was somehow… different.

She couldn't tell which one was better. It was impossible to say. But what she did know was that in her aspect, this kiss made her feel better than the previous one.

He was making her breath hitch in her chest, which by the way, felt like they needed air. But she refused to pull away from his warm lips. She ignored her burning need for oxygen because right now she didn't want to remove herself from this man.

Unaware to them, there was somebody who was beyond fuming right now.

He bit the inside of his cheek so hard, he tasted the copper disgusting taste of blood. He thought he had never glared at anybody so hard ever in his life, because it made his face hurt. He had never felt such pure rage before. He saw red in front of his eyes. He was sure that the color was also visible in his orbs. His hands turned blue, becoming numb from the pressure of the grip on his balcony rails, that increased at seeing this.

Sakura, his fucking wife Sakura, was kissing a man he could literally kill right now. And he was not making a joke. If it wasn't for the balcony, and that he made himself glued against the rail, and biting his cheek for not yelling, he would've gone and kill Tatiana Kiki.

In his own garden, the garden he owns, the garden he paid for to decorate it so beautifully, were these two people he wished he would never see again, kissing each other.

The anger he felt was something no other human could understand. Each second that passed made his breath become more raged and his blood boiling more and his body temperature go unnaturally high.

He would sell his soul right now for them to break apart and each thrown on the opposite side of the world.

They were enjoying it. You could see it from their body expression. You could tell it from the frantic way to were trying to get more and more closer to each other than they were already were. Their lips were locked and it was evidently clear that their tongues were playing hard together.

His hands were on places it should've been forbidden.

Then suddenly, Sakura pulled away.

"Kiki." His name was said in a half moan, half sigh. It was a whisper and Sasuke hated it. It should've been his name that must be said like that. His alone.

Her eyes were still closed, but Tatiana cracked his beautiful ones open to memorize her face. Her plum lips, that was very lightly swollen, were slightly open. Taking in short breaths that he knew she needed. Also he was panting, but he didn't want to cut off their mind-blowing kiss for something as stupid as air.

This woman before him was amazing. Her skin was gleaming like a pearl by the twinkle lights. Her neck was way too innocent pale if somebody asked him.

Who would've been out of their right mind to ever slight this woman?

Well… we're not going to drop some names…

"I-"

Sakura's panting voice was cut off by Kiki's whispering one. Under his tone lay heavy lust that made him talk in a husky-like way. Because of his already deep voice, it couldn't be more Aphrodisiac.

"Ssh. If there's anything I don't want is for either of us to break this moment."

"Kiki, I don't want to stay here anymore. Bring me home." She whispered back to him. Not once opening her eyes.

It was barely audible for Sasuke but if all his senses weren't focused on them, he would've missed it.

The tall man before the gorgeous woman in red rested his forehead against hers. His right hand coming up to touch her cheek, tracing her cheekbone, over her jaw and her bottom lip.

"Of course." Was his husky reply back. The volume of his speaking wasn't much different than hers.

They stayed in that lovers position at least a quiet minute more, listening to the soft music that came from inside and the sounds of the nocturnal insects in the bushes and trees.

Sasuke only wished he could have a gun or something sharp to take out Kiki right then and there. He should stay away from her.

Kiki pulled back from her, taking her hand in his own and leaded her out of the garden back into the house. Sasuke followed with glowing eyes until it was unable for him to see them.

The bloody bastard. The son of a bitch. The motherfucker. The asshole.

He cannot believe that he just saw Sakura kiss Kiki, just after she had kissed him. He was so angry he wanted to wring Kiki's neck, pummel him into the next century, burn him alive while he cut out his tongue and feed it to some white-sharks.

And then it's her turn. He didn't know what he exactly wanted to do to her. That woman knew exactly who she was dealing with, and she was killing him from the inside with her actions. He had never felt hate and desire for one woman ever before or ever thought that he ever will.

Of course, it was women who needed to desire after an Uchiha, not the other way around.

Uchiha Sakura. One of a kind.

Her mother had already set for home. Leaving the ball 10 minutes earlier than she did.

She was brought home by Kiki in his own limousine. The ride from Sasuke's mansion to the villa wasn't long. And it was taking in silence.

They sat closely together. He held one of her hands in his own, exploring her fingers, her manicured nails and her palm. He quietly remarked that she had beautiful hands, added by that everything about her was beautiful so what else should he expect?

A light blush caressed her cheek. Would've been somebody else, nobody important in particular she would've smiled without blushing. But somehow, because it was said by this handsome man, she felt more than flattered, and couldn't prevent it from coloring her skin.

He chuckled at seeing her, placing a small kiss in the base of her neck. A new sensation went through her. Nobody had ever kissed her there before. It made her feel hot. Even if his lips were less than a second there, she felt a tingle in her that warmed her till the tip of her toes. She silently wished for him to do it again.

But Kiki didn't went further than that. What he stated to Karin was true. He was going to take things slowly now. Not going to over rush anything. Besides he got the impression that Sakura would never hasten to do things like that.

They drove onto their grounds, stopping right in front of the orange/yellow villa that didn't look near that color in the night at all.

Kiki stepped out first, and being the gentleman he was, he opened the door for the pink haired lady and held a hand for her to take.

The two walked on the stairs to the honey colored double doors.

"I hope you had a splendid evening, Sakura." Kiki broke the comfortable silence once they stood in front of the door.

"I can assure you, I did."

"I hope this wasn't our last meeting. In fact, I hope this there will be many. Soon." He gave her an enchanting smirk.

Sakura looked up to him. Her emerald eyes looking more silver green than emerald in the night. "I hope so, too."

Kiki took once again her hand. "It was a pleasure meeting you today, Miss Senju." He kissed the top of her knuckles, then made his move back to the limo.

Sakura squeezed his hand back, making him turn back to her. The look in her orbs said it alone, she didn't want this to end just yet.

But Kiki was still determent to go baby steps. An attractive smirk played on his lips when he walked entirely back to her. His thumb and index fingers found her chin and he raised it.

He planted a light, chaste lingering kiss on her lips, one that was so sweet that could be only found in fairytale books. No tongue was involved. No hard pressing to each other came into the matter. It was only that.

"Goodnight." He whispered against her then without touching her any further he walked back to his limo.

Sakura felt her heart miss a beat and before she knew it, the door had opened and she was pulled inside.

"OH MY GOD! THAT WAS SO HOT!" Ino practically screamed in her ear as she hugged her tightly. "That was one of the most sweetest things I've ever seen! Why doesn't Shikamaru do such things? He's such a lame lazy bum!" Ino complained but with a wide grin on her face.

Tenten, Miguelina, Shizune and Tsunade stood behind the platinum blond.

"How long have you all been standing here?" Sakura crooked a perfect eyebrow.

"Long enough to see that cool thing you and Tatiana Kiki pulled." Tenten replied, sharing the same stretched smile Ino had. In fact all five of the woman before her had the same cheesy grin on their faces.

"I assume you had a splendid evening." Tsunade remarked, quoting Kiki.

This just proves that they weren't only spying on them but also eavesdropping. Che, no privacy at all.

"We heard what yuu did at Uchiwa's party. Yuu kissed Sasuke?" Miguelina questioned, the joyful tone she always had -except that afternoon- in her voice.

Sakura immediately shifted her eyes to her mother, who was, of course, the only one who could've told them about it. "Yes."

Tenten and Ino practically bombard her with questions.

"How was it?"

"Was it good?"

"Did you guys used tongues?"

"Was he eager for more?"

"Did you guys make out long?"

"Were his lips soft?"

"How did he smell?"

"What was he wearing?"

Sakura sweat dropped at hearing the last questions that were shot her way. Ino and Tenten combined together was definitely not a good thing. "Wait," The emerald eyed turned to the Yamanaka. "Why weren't you at the party? You could've come with Shikamaru. He was also there."

Ino shrugged indifferently. "And miss this? Yeah right. There will be more parties I can attend with him. Besides, he will find my presence troublesome anyway. And not only that, they don't know I came to see you. Not even Shikamaru. So if I were there I needed to act surprise and all that. I'm not really in the mood to do so, I will play that way when Shikamaru informs me about it tonight."

Sakura nodded.

"Speaking of which, I must be going. See you tomorrow 'kay? Bye everyone!" With a simple wave and a grin she left the villa. Leaving Sakura in the hands of the other four females.

Nobody said anything in the entrance hall. They were all gazing at each other with a smug smirk on their faces.

"Uchiha Sasuke?" Tsunade asked quietly.

Flashes of Sasuke's glaring face, his clenched jaw, his lips and his touches went through her head.

"Exactly according to plan. My revenge… his suffering has begun."

The next day at the Senju villa was loud; full with screaming and squeals, and gleeful jumping of females. Two females in particularly who goes by the names: Yamanaka Ino and Hinosyuri Tenten.

"You didn't freaking answer the question last night, Sakura!" Ino flipped. "How was it?"

The pink haired, who was still in her bed, being woken up -rudely, mind you- by a banshee like screeching voice, screaming in her sensitive ears; 'Wakey, wakey sleepy-head!'

Sakura was still half asleep, even if it was something at 1 p.m. But hey, it became late last night, Kiki brought her home 2 in the morning and it was a tiresome day.

If that wasn't enough, Ino wouldn't let her sleep out for the day either.

But noooooo, Ino couldn't let her curiosity wait till it was a little later, at least so she wouldn't be so tired as she was now.

Ino stood in her bedroom, Sakura lying in her soft, comfy bed, looking disorientated, and sleepy. Her pink hair was flying in all sorts direction and light purple bags were below her eyes.

And if it couldn't get any more worse, then it's Tenten adding to Ino's obnoxiousness. Not as much as the blond of course, but she came pretty close.

They both were grinning and were dying to know what went down last night at the Uchiha party, specifically between her, Sasuke and Kiki. And it seemed like they couldn't stand still for one moment.

Sakura lifted her upper half body from the warm and inviting bed, and groggily looked at the two women.

"Well?" The two asked her at the same time, ready for some answers.

"You came to wake me up from my beauty sleep just so you guys can have something to gossip?" Sakura said irritated, her throat still dry.

"Duh!" Ino and Tenten answered.

Sakura shot them a glare, but swung herself out of her warm bed. "Fine, but at breakfast."

"You mean lunch?" The brunette haired female fixed.

Sakura flared her nose while walking towards the bathroom. "What. Ever."

"YOU'RE TOTALLY LYING!" Ino screamed. "You kissed Sasuke in front of Kiki? You little whore!" Ino called out with a smile. "I hope that Kiki forgives you!"

"Well he must have because he kissed me last night."

"Oh yeah, I forgot that. So basically, you kissed Kiki and Sasuke all on one night." Ino beamed. "That is so cool."

"Yeah, well, I didn't do it for my pleasure, I did it to-"

"To prove Karin wrong. Uhu, we heard ya." Tenten interrupted her, but her tone was completely skeptical. "Admit it, you liked it. You didn't do it to prove Karin wrong at all. There are so many ways to get back at something."

"Puh-lease, Tenten. I hate that arrogant Uchiha. He needs to suffer. And why would I kiss him for pleasure, if I want him to beg me for my forgiveness. No. In fact, not only did I just owned Karin's ass, I tortured Sasuke too." Sakura's face held smugness, and she was proud what she had done last night.

"Oh yeah? How so?" Ino inquired with a raised eyebrow.

"He totally craved for me yesterday. He wanted me, desired me. And I will not ever go back to him. Let him have Karin, and imagine her to be me." Sakura snickered evilly.

"Heh, and later you came home with the one gorgeous man you do felt pleasure in kissing?" Tenten snickered just with her.

Sakura's face soften then, her eyes looking down at her now empty plate, while she said nothing.

A moment of silence past by and Sakura had no clue. Her mind drifted off to Tatiana Kiki.

He was so sweet, so wonderful. How did Karin ever leave him? Then again, Karin still had feelings for Uchiha Sasuke.

In the back of the girl's head, a little voice was asking herself if she was able to choose between Kiki and Sasuke…

Ino and Tenten switched glances when it took a little bit too long to get a sound from Sakura after Kiki's name was dropped.

"So…" Ino broke the pregnant silence. "How are you and Kiki now?"

Sakura looked up, shaking her head lightly as if wanting to shrug some thought away and took a small nervous smile. "I don't know… I mean, he did say he wanted to see me again after yesterday."

"That is so awesome, I can see it now, your beautifully emerald, slash, amber eyed children with light smooth hair and perfect teeth."

Sakura and Tenten arched a brow at Ino for the crazy things she said. "Ino, that didn't make any sense at all."

"So what? Wouldn't it be amazing if Sasuke wished he could've been with you for the rest of your life while you live happily ever after with one of the handsomest man in Miami?"

"Well, yeah, but… hey, I thought you found Sasuke the handsomest man in Miami?"

"No, I find Sasuke one of the handsomest man in entire Florida. Kiki may be hot, but I don't think he will ever surpass Sasuke in looks. Sure he's beautiful, with his hair, and his eyes and I bet a more than yummy body below those clothes, he still can't beat Sasuke." Ino sighed heavenly and looked up to the sky, as if thanking God for He had created such a breathtaking creature. "Sasuke has something, that no other has." She quickly added.

"Ne, I thought you were dating Nara Shikamaru… isn't he supposed to be the hottest man in your life?" Tenten laughed a little.

"What? That lazy ass? Sure, he's beautiful or else I wouldn't be dating him, duh, but come on… Sasuke is simply… exquisitely handsome. He's like diamond, you want to stare at him all day." The Yamanaka stated in awe.

"Ok, would you please stop talking about Uchiha Sasuke?" Sakura sounded clearly annoyed. "I really am not interested anymore to hear how gorgeous everybody thinks he is."

"What are you going to do if Kiki makes contact with you again?"

"I don't know. Act normal I suppose." Sakura shrugged indifferently. Although, if Ino and Tenten could see her insides, they would be ashamed of her.

She really, really, really couldn't wait until Kiki was going to contact her again. She was so thrilled.

-7 days Later -

It hadn't even been a week and Tenten came rushing into her bedroom while Miguelina was fixing her nails.

The brunette panted and gasped and had sweat on her brow like she had just run a marathon. "Sakura," She began, still gasping for air, her knees buckled and her hands resting on them. "You have… you have to come with me." Her tone was giddy and full with childish glee and the pink haired had no idea why in God's name Tenten was making such a fuss for.

Sakura merely raised an eyebrow calmly at the clearly over excited woman. "Huh, why?"

"Why? Why, you ask me? Come on Sakura, you have to be kidding me!" Tenten jumped up and down, and Sakura wondered where she was still getting her energy from, as it looked like the other woman before her had came running from the other side of the estate.

"And why should I be kidding you?" Sakura's voice still lacked curiosity and interest.

"Have you already forgotten about your handsome Prince Charming?"

It was with that, that Sakura bolted up with a speed that Road Runner would've been jealous about. Miguelina cursed a word in Spanish as Sakura suddenly moved and was threatening to ruin her nails she was working so hard on.

"Oh my God!" The image of her was mirroring that one of Tenten. "No way, no freaking way! What is it?"

"How the hell should I know?" Tenten answered back, as if it was plain obvious. While it was her that came sprinting into her room, hinting that she contained some sort of information.

"What do you mean 'you don't know'? You-"

"He's on the phone right now!" Tenten cut her short.

"What?!" Sakura threw her a glare that said; 'why didn't you tell me that before?' She was gone within the next second towards the first telephone she could reach. And that was the one at the end of the hall.

Tenten followed her suit, this gossip was too hot to let it cool down, and she needed to know what they were talking about.

Sakura ran and was intending to make a nice baseball-ish slide towards the phone when she was nearly at the end of the hall. She could see the damn thing, it was that old twentieth century type of phone where you had to put your fingers through the wheel to dial the numbers, it was broken-white of color with golden lines accented the whole machine, making it seem new –and expensive- albeit the model was an ancient thing, it was placed on a single honey-colored side table, and it seemed like it was more for show in a museum.

She was just about to slide and stop right in front of the telephone, but because of the extreme –unknown- slippery of the hall, she slide right passed the needed place she wanted to stop and had to drop herself on her ass in order for her not to go any further than she already had.

Sakura heard Tenten laugh somewhere in the middle of the hall when she witnessed her attempt to make the perfect baseball-slide.

She growled and got up to her feet, sending Tenten –or at least tried to, because the said woman wasn't even looking her way because of her laughter- a nasty glare. Sakura flared her nostrils, brushed the invisible dust off of her knees –and backside- and walked in the left-over of her dignity towards the phone.

"Which line?" She sneered at Tenten, who was still laughing, now flat on the ground and tears in the corner of her eyes.

"Line… hahahahaha… line 2… hahahahaha…" And she continued to laugh.

Sakura's eyebrow twitched, and told herself to stay calm and not turn to pummel Tenten. She breathed in… and then back out, ordering herself not to sound angry –or gave away that she was going to kill some bitches- on the phone.

She lifted up the horn and put her index finger through the tiny whole of the wheel and went with it all the way to the left until it was unable to go any further. She was still surprised though that they could make phones like this modern.

"Hello?" She said calmly, not a single trace of irritation or anger –or the intent of killing some bitches- in her voice.

"I can feel flattered by only hearing the sound of your voice." He responded. She could hear the slick smirk in his tone. Although it didn't stop her from getting tingles in her belly from his very own voice.

"What a delightful surprise," Sakura made her voice get a shy giggle in it. "What gives me the honor of you calling directly at my home, Mr. Tatiana? "

'And how the hell did you get my number?' Was the silent question behind that.

Kiki chuckled lightly through the phone. "Another meeting, perhaps?"

"A date?" Sakura blurted out. She was meant to say it mentally and while quickly thinking of another line to say. But it was too late.

"If you want to give it a name per say. I enjoyed your company very much last time, Sakura. Of course there were particular moments in the evening that doesn't seem to get out of my mind, especially at the end of the evening."

"The kiss…" Tenten answered beside her. It was only now that Sakura noticed that Tenten had her head pressed at the other side of the phone where it wasn't located at her own ear.

She came to stand there from the moment she heard Sakura say 'hello' and because she was just so interested –can't seem to stop with gossiping- she came and listened with the conversation too. No way that she allowed Sakura privacy in this particular area. Boys will be boys and all your experience with something as such, must be shared with your friends. At least, that's what her and Ino's motto were.

Sakura didn't waver to push her away from the phone and herself. What if Kiki heard that? Oh how embarrassing!

She swallowed in order to keep away, once again, the anger –and the intent to kill some bitches- from her tone.

"Yes, I enjoyed that too. It was…" She trailed away, not sure which word to use.

There wasn't even a pause before Kiki had finished for her. "Magical."

Sakura was amazed at how… right he was. Except for some people she had met earlier and her most disgusting action that night, she liked it. She liked the ending. She liked the kiss. She liked… him.

"Anyway, I was curious if you were interested in another date."

"Calling it at its rightful name now?" Sakura silently snickered.

"It was you who started it. Or let's just say corrected me." She could hear the silent snicker back.

"And what is it that I need to be interested about?"

"A day at the beach."

"A date at the beach?" Sakura blinked.

"Yes. As I said, you don't have to call it necessarily a date. See it as you accidentally going to the same beach on the same day at the same hour while I accidentally picked you up from your home and you decided that you would accompany me for the rest of the day."

"Hmm," Sakura sounded through the phone. Frankly, she was on the brick of exploding of jolly happiness that she could see Kiki again after only a week. But of course not sounding too desperate, -which she wasn't- she played hard to get. "I should check if I don't have any other plans-"

"Cancel them. Besides, I haven't even said to you which day yet." He sounded smugly, self-pleased and smart-ass-ish.

'Damn…' Sakura cursed herself. 'Should've thought about that.'

But just as she was to stutter and make herself seem like a even bigger complete idiot, Kiki resumed. "What about tomorrow?"

Sakura swallowed back her words and regained her composure. "I would like to refresh again in the sea. It's been a long time since I have gone to the beach, so yeah, I liked to."

"Excellent." His voice seemed much more relaxed now, if she hadn't paid attention then she wouldn't even had noticed it. "Then it's a date. Or, let we just say, a planned accident."

Tenten was leaning casually against the opposite wall of the hall with a smirk of a life time on her face as she watched Sakura right in front of her.

From hearing this side of the conversation was enough to conclude that Mr. Tatiana Kiki merely called for another date. Oh, Ino is definitely missing this.

The words 'see you tomorrow' and 'goodbye' caught Tenten's attention as she saw Sakura put the phone back on its receiver.

Her back was still faced to the brunette, and she didn't make an indication of turning to her. She didn't make a sound or moved a muscle. It was like the pink haired woman was just frozen there on the spot.

Tenten also did not want to say anything to her. They both knew that she was there against the wall for a reason and they both knew that she was waiting.

Sakura sighed. But it wasn't any normal day-to-day 'oh-gosh-I'm-so-tired-of-this-sigh'. It was a heavenly sigh, a 'oh-god-I'm-so-in-love-sigh'. It was dragged slowly out of her mouth and the only thing her posture was missing was her hands clutching each other at her heart, and her face in a wicked sick puppy-love look with her eyes turned up at the sky as if she saw her Prince Charming coming right through the ceiling.

Tenten's smirk widen, if was possible, and she kept quiet, still waiting for Sakura to turn. Or at least speak.

"At my funeral," Sakura began, the first three words in at least 5 whole minutes of silence, shocked Tenten somewhat. "I want to be buried in a bed full of roses…"

………………………………… okaaaay…

"And I want to let you know from now on…" She continued. "That the cause of my death is Tatiana Kiki, and I'll die at one p.m sharp tomorrow," She turned to Tenten now, finally, and with the biggest grin she had ever seen on Sakura ever before.

"Becausehe'stakingmeonadatetomorrowtothebeachcanyoubelieveitAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Sakura rapped the last line out with a scream of unbelievable hyper behind it and threw herself on the chocolate colored eyed woman before her.

The air was knocked out of the Hinosyuri's body as she caught Sakura's full weight on her. The extremely happy woman hugged her and squealed like a schoolgirl in her arms.

"That's great Sakura! You're going on a date with him tomorrow? At the beach? He just want to see you half naked." Tenten smiled, making a joke. But Sakura was too happy to even hear her. She was going on a date with Kiki tomorrow.

He was just so lovely. Everything is going to be perfect!

- The next day –

The BMW Convertible slowed down in front of the golden fence. He didn't have to wait even five seconds and the fence slowly opened as soon as the camera spotted which car it was and to who it belonged to.

Driving in a slow pace to the villa, the driver smirked and held his steering-wheel in a relaxed manner.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! He's here!" Ino squealed inside of the mansion in Sakura's huge room. "You ready?"

Sakura nodded. A huge grin plastered on her face. It wouldn't come off from the moment she woke up today because she just knew, a gut feeling, that it will be a wonderful day. A beautiful day, a splendid day even. Really, there was nothing that could ruin this for her.

"Ok, you got your totally cute bikini on, your awesomely hand-picked beach-shorts on, your lovely hair perfect, and an extra towel and shirt. Yep, you're ready and set to go!" Ino exclaimed happily.

There was a knock on the door and all the three girls inside knew who it was; probably one of the butlers coming to say that the expected visitor has arrived.

"Come on Sakura, let's go. I totally wanna see the look on his face when he sets his eyes on you." Tenten stood to walk to the door, at least to make sure that the butler wouldn't stand there for nothing.

"Wait, wait! I can't run down there right now! I'll seem like a total child who has never had a simple date before!"

Sakura had been dating. Ok, she didn't date exactly but she has gone to some dates last year with beautiful Italian or cute Japanese guys or even males from Switzerland. But none of them was something serious. She just couldn't… it was just never more than 3 dates… she just didn't want… yeah.

"I'll be fashionably late." She told them, taking a breath to control back all the hyperactive senses and at least tried to shrink the ear-to-ear creepy grin a teensy tiny bit.

"Well, you got one hell of a self control there, girl." Ino laughed. "If I were you I would jump him at the very first sight of him. He's just so damn fine, it is nearly impossible not to attack him."

"As much as Ino's sentence was perverted and sluttish," Tenten shot her a look that said; 'You have a boyfriend!' "I kinda agree. Tatiana Kiki is amazingly fine!"

"Yeah I know you have to agree, Tenten. My sense of ethics are just that great! I mean, Shikamaru is maybe a lazy ass for the eye but really, you should see him in bed! He has a stamina of a-"

"Too much information!" Both Sakura and Tenten yelled unison, holding up both of their palms in the air as a stop sign.

"Ah, you're just jealous and slightly sad because you don't have guys and don't have steamy stories to compare mine with. Really, you," Ino pointed at Sakura. "You should absolutely and finally do Kiki. And you," She switched over to Tenten. "We need to get ya a boy, mate!"

"I am not going to sleep with Kiki!" Sakura said, and at the same time Tenten said; "I do not need a boy!"

Ino grinned mischievously, and looked at them through knowing eyes. "Oh yeah, you are totally crazy if you don't get him in your pants, Sakura. And you… everybody can see that you need sexual relief Tenten. Then at least that constant tenseness in your shoulders –and probably the rest of your body- will disappear."

Tenten turned into an unattractive tomato color and began to blink rapidly. "O-oh l-look at that! Sa-Sakura, you're letting Kiki wait too long!" Tenten stuttered in embarrassment, while opening the door.

Her distraction did help though, Sakura sprung up and grabbed her little bag that contained her extra towel and shirt and walked out of her bedroom. Ino right behind her. But of course, the Yamanaka shot the brunette a know-it-all look with a one sided smirk, just to tease her.

Hinosyuri Tenten narrowed her eyes in anger, but it still didn't help from letting her recently fading blush, come back at full force. She silently 'humphed' and followed the blonde while glaring daggers at her back.

Sakura couldn't keep her smile to herself, even from the top of the stairs she got an energy boost. As soon as she could see his straight long figure standing at the bottom of the stairs, she had hold herself from jumping off the staircase itself to greet him.

He was talking to Jeeves, their butler, and he didn't see her coming for he was standing with his back facing her. She took a moment to check him out. He was definitely tall, undeniable tall, just as tall as… yeah. He stood absolutely straight, his spine like a pole and his chin didn't lower for a minute. He knew who he was, and what people –especially women- thought about him. He held confidence, –or was it arrogance?- he held pride, -or was it smugness?- and he was an example for every man. –or was he vain?- His hair was a desirable golden brown, thick locks framing his aristocratic features and they seemed too smooth and silky to be real.

Everything about him seemed too good to be real.

She smiled at that fact and just as so Jeeves' eyes shifted from the tall man before him to the young lady that was now three steps away to be at the bottom of the stairs.

Kiki noted how his companion's gaze lifted from himself to somebody beside his shoulder and turned to see at who. Almost instantly a smile that could melt any snow and ice was shot to Sakura.

"Good afternoon, Miss. Senju." His deep voice echoed through the hall. "You haven't even the slightest clue at the pleasure I get at seeing you once again."

Again, Sakura bit down the creepy ear-to-ear grin that was pushing its way to her face, and she went for a shy smile. "Thank you, Kiki. It's more than lovely to see you again, too."

There was a low snicker behind her, and this time she held herself from letting one of her eyebrows twitch –or the remaining feeling from killing some bitches- like when he had called, when she heard the craving-for-attention sound come out of one of those throats.

She cleared her own one and made a smile appear on her face that could fool everybody, instead of showing how annoyed she really was. "You remember Yamanaka Ino and Hinosyuri Tenten, right?"

Kiki, who hadn't even looked up from anywhere but her, finally shifted his twinkling gaze and seemed to notice only now that the two were there. "Of course, without those two I hadn't had the luck nor the pleasure in ever meeting you. They personally visited me at my house to inquire for my help." He send them a smirk, one to die for. And a part of Ino did die, as she stood there salivating over the gorgeous man that seemed too freaking good to be true.

Tenten however, was inwardly drooling over the man herself, but did had some sort of self control and kept the gawking, idiotic look from her face. She wanted to notch Ino at her ribs for keeping it cool, if Kiki wasn't directly staring at them.

"How do you two do?" The Tatiana asked calmly, purposely ignoring Ino's awed façade and the obvious hinting in Tenten's features that she was irritated with the blonde's behavior, albeit trying to hide it.

"I am perfectly fine, great even Mr. Tatiana. I couldn't be much better." Ino told him with a grin that could outstretched the Great Canyon, although a tad dreamily.

'I bet.' Was Kiki's smugly, cocky and arrogant silent reply in his head. As soon after that, he automatically looked over at the brown-haired female besides the Yamanaka.

"I'm good." It was short and to the point. He liked it, at least with her he couldn't see the direct wonton need of attacking him right now or undressing him with her eyes like some companion of hers were doing. But, indifferently as she may seem, she was still a full blooded female –as much as he assume- and he was sure that even she was somehow attracted to him.

Like any other out there.

His smirk grew and added a "Perfect," to closure their very short small talk. "But if you two ladies don't mind," He absently continued. "I will be stealing Miss Senju here for a while."

To make his already known intention clear, he lightly put his arm around her shoulder. It was as if he wasn't touching her at all, and it seemed more like a I'm-on-a-friendly-terms-with-you kind of gesture than a I'm-interested-to-be-more-than-merely-friends-with-you' one.

He gave her a very, but very, gently squeeze in her shoulder where his hand rested and gave her a small nudge into the direction of the door with that. Enough to send her the point that he wanted to leave, but not making her misunderstand that he was desperately to leave from the two other women, or any other company for that matter.

And she seemed to comprehend the signal as she quickly casted the two friends of hers a glance and said; "Well, I will be going. Speak to you guys later, ok?"

"Yeah, talk to you later!" The two left-behinders said in unison and Tenten gave a short nod while Ino waved and mouthed 'I'll definitely call you'.

Kiki, as the gentleman she knew him to be, opened the front door for her and walked a bit behind her once she walked down the steps of her villa. She saw the BMW Convertible she knew that wasn't in any of her property and casually walked to it. He opened the door once again and she sat down in the all leather and comfy seat.

It smelled like him in the car. It was masculine and raw and rough yet gentle and something very fitting for him. He entered and shot her a smile before starting the car.

She never understood why men liked cars that much, or the fact that the sound of a running car could be compared to a purr of a cat. It was just a engine that runs on fuel and somehow gives a sound. And it better give a sound or else there something very wrong with your car.

But still, men seemed to be obsessed with cars as much as they are obsessed with women. Yet she couldn't find the connection between the two, women were beautiful and nice. And she definitely understand that women can give men intense pleasure… but why a car? Except for the fact that it could look nice, why say that it purrs like a kitten, and could give a sound that are like orgasms for men's ears? Frankly, she couldn't quite tell the one engine sound from the other.

Well, excluding the old, cripple cars ones grandfather would ride.

"Did you have a specific beach in mind?" She asked him, not knowing where exactly he was going to take her today. That, and she wanted to break the slight silence in the oh-so beautiful car.

His exquisite eyes –that still could take her breath away by their beauty- flashed from the road to her. "Well actually…"

"Where are you going?" Karin rolled from the left side on the unmade bed to the right. Crimson eyes following the tall figure that was walking back and forth.

"I need to get my head clear. Besides, it have been a while." He answered shortly without glancing at her.

"Can you need some company, baby?"

He knew that she was batting her eyes and creating a pout. Persuading him for letting her come with him.

Onyx, emotionless, orbs lifted this time. "Do you even know where I am going?"

"Of course," Karin giggled, rolling on her back now and stretched her arms far above her head. The only thing that was covering her body was the white blanket, that lay on her in such a fashion as if it was purposely done that way. It fell perfectly on her breast, from there on hiding any flesh till in between her thighs. The rest was visible to each and every eye.

"You go where you always go when you want to get your head clear." She stated like it was obvious. Which it was, it was kind of his own unconsciously routine.

Sasuke didn't say anything but he did continue with what he was doing.

"I know for sure that you want some company. Besides, with whatever the hell going through that marvelous mind of yours must be tiring. I bet you need, no, want some… relief." Karin hinted, smiling to him while he wasn't paying attention to her in the least.

Although Sasuke wasn't showing that he was listening, he did hear every word of it. He vaguely asked himself if Karin doesn't ever get tired of sex. She had the mentality, like Shikamaru once said, of a man.

"Besides, I haven't been there for ages anyway."

Sakura wanted to jump in childish joy for seeing the ocean again, it has been… a month or two that she had returned to Miami since over a year, and even so she hadn't go to it for decades. Or so it feels.

She had been to the sea when she was in Japan in the last year, only, of course, no sea was the same. Although many do claim that. Japan's ocean was delicious in the summer, but she would be lying if she said that she hadn't missed the Atlantic ocean at Miami once every while and then.

She couldn't wait to actually feel the cold water on her now hot skin, -thank you very much, burning sun in the sky- and wanted to run to the sea with her shorts and halter-top still on.

"You want to go for a ice cream?" Kiki thoughtfully whispered in her ear.

She twirled around. She didn't really feel for ice cream and she couldn't wait to finally jump in the sea, but she wouldn't ever refuse free ice cream. And she would definitely never refuse when a totally good looking man would whisper it so hotly in her ear like he did just now. So she nodded and she took the arm Kiki was holding out for her.

The way to the cute little stand where a single man was selling cold drinks, some snacks and ice cream was some time walking, but Sakura didn't really care. She and Kiki talked peacefully about everything that comes to mind. His history, their friends, their hobbies, things like that. Kiki made her laugh every minute or so, whether it was about something he was remembering or just an occasional comment, it didn't matter.

Sea birds squealed in the sky and on the beach, skaters moved around, dog walkers and their dogs walked bare foot through the sand, little children were making castles, some boys were throwing Frisbees around and young couples roamed the place. It wasn't all that cramped up with different kinds of people like she excepted, it was, after all, a sunny Saturday and there was a perfect breeze going on in the air. It was comfy and she liked it.

"What flavor do you want?" Kiki asked her as they were nearing the little stand but weren't in actual earshot for the man to hear them.

"Hmm…" Sakura thought, putting her free hand -the one that wasn't linked into Kiki's arm- against her chin and started to think out loud. "I was doubting if I should choose strawberry or pistachio, but then again lime or vanilla is perfect for this day. But on the other hand I haven't eaten something made of chocolate in ages, so… uuhm… yeah. I have no clue at all."

Kiki chuckled beside her. "Do all women think about what kind of flavor of ice cream they want for at least five minutes before they could properly choose?"

"Well yeah, if they aren't stuffing their face because they are heartbroken or something, they definitely eat chocolate. For the ones who don't like chocolate, and really I wonder if there are any females out there who do, they eat strawberry. But lime is always refreshing, it's sweet and sour, and it could be bitter for your tongue in the beginning but it has an amazing after-taste. And so, for every taste there's a reason but at the end on the line, when we are finally standing in front of the coups of many ice creams, we still doubt. And in the end, you still wish you had chosen the other instead of the one you are eating now." Sakura finished with an inhale of breath, which she needed.

Kiki was at awe. He didn't had any idea that she would give him an entire Wikipedia version as to why women doubted so much about a flavor for ice cream, but he wasn't really amused because of that. He was, though, for that she had no idea she was talking so much and about a subject that was actually taken from a mere joke.

"Does that mean that I should choose for you?" He asked while glancing at her from the very corner of his eyes.

She smiled. "Yeah. Definitely."

It ended up that Kiki had chosen bubblegum cherry flavor for himself and he picked for her Stracciatella. It was perfect, lime flavored ice cream with bits of chocolate chunks in it.

The tall Tatiana gave the man some bills, and Sakura was sure that it was a hell of a lot more than what they actually had to pay. But he just send the man a short nod and a smirk playing at the corner of his lips when he said to him that he could keep the change.

They turned their heels and had to intention of walking away when they both froze on the same time on the same spot.

Sakura was in such a shock that the nicely fresh and right out of the freezer Stracciatella ice cream slipped from between her finger onto the dirty ground at her feet.

Her breathing hitched and her emerald eyes went wide.

And the first thing her mind did was curse. She cursed alright, she cursed karma, she cursed destiny, she cursed faith, she cursed universe, she cursed who ever that was hated her up there, but most of all, she cursed him.

Sarina Karin. Uchiha Sasuke.

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