A/N: Thank you for your reviews. Here's the next chap. Enjoy.


I was pacing back and forth outside of Sakura's room door. I couldn't figure out how I should tell her I was supposed to be sleeping in there with her.

The moment we had reached her house she had ran upstairs and closed her room door.

I thought maybe I should just barge in and sit down but that would probly cause her to have a sissy fit and what if she was changing or something. I considered knocking and just telling her to her face. That sounded logical. I was gonna go with that.

I raised my hand to knock on the door but before I could it opened.

Sakura stood infront of me. I was glad I hadn't barged in because she had indeed changed. She was wearing a pink spaghetti strap shirt that just like all her others covered her waist. On the front in big letters it read : Its not an attitude,its the way I am . She also wore pink cotton shorts that well...if they were one inch shorter they wouldn't be shorts.

I blinked.

"What?" Sakura asked confused.

I shook my head and looked away. "You're father said-

"Sleep with me right?"

I nodded.

"So come on in sleep with me." she said opening her door wider and pointing to her bed.

I looked at her hard.

"I'm joking." she said smiling. "I'm sleeping downstairs anyway." she added slipping past me.

I stood there and watched her walk down stairs.

I took a deep breath and followed.
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I had decided that I would make the best of the night and try and be friendly. Besides Sasuke had just saved me.

I sat down on the couch beside Sasuke, folded my legs, and dug my spoon into the container of cooki dough.

"What's that?" Sasuke asked. Up until then he had been sitting on the couch staring at the floor. He hadn't said a word.

"Cookie dough." "Want some?" I asked holding my spoon out to him.

"Aren't you suppossed to cook it?" he asked making a face.

I shrugged. "I like it this way better." I said stuffing more into my mouth.

Sasuke stared at me.

"What?" I asked.

He took the spoon from my hands.

"What are you doing!" I cried reaching for it but he grabbed my arm so that I couldn't take it from him.

"You'll get sick." he said.

"Oh come on you sound like my mother." It's fine I eat it all the time." I said rolling my eyes and reaching for it with my other hand. Which he caught with the same hand. He now held both of my wrists in one hand over his head and the spoon in the other.

"Sasuke." I whined.

"People who get sick die." Sasuke said sternly.

I stared at him. He was taking this was out.

"O.k look it's just cookie dough." 'The worst I can get is a stomach ache." "You can't die from that."

Sasuke made a face.

"Pleeeeeaase." I said poking out my lip.

I could have sworn Sasuke blushed a bit.

"If I get sick that makes your job easier right?"

Sasuke closed his eyes. He still held my wrists in his hand and my spoon in the other.

"Besides I don't plan on dying until I bury my mom." "As much as I need her she needs me more." I can't just leave her with dad."

Sasuke dropped my hands slowly and handed me the spoon.

"Thank you!" I said smiling.

I couldn't quite read his expression.

"Is something wrong?" I asked digging into the cookie dough and putting more in my mouth.

"I told you before..." Sasuke's words were slow and somewhat scary. "Don't speak unless you have something meaningful to say."

"What did I say?" I asked confused.

He sighed and stood up.

"Sasuke what's wrong?" I asked standing up too.

He didn't anwser me.

"Go to bed." he said.

"No."

"Just do it." he said. He was getting angry I could tell.

"No." I said again.

"Sakura just...STOP MAKING THIS SO HARD O.K!"

"WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?"

Sasuke closed his eyes bit his lip. "Just sit down." he said fianlly.

He sat down on the couch and grabbed my hand pulling me along too.

There was silence. We just sat there on the couch. He still held my hand I didn't dare take it away.

"I don't get you." I said finally breaking the silence.

"I don't get you either so that makes us even." Sasuke replied emotionlessly.

I sighed. "If you don't like your job so much...why don't you just quit?" I asked turning my head to look at him. His head was tilted back and his eyes closed.

He tightened his grip on my hand but didn't say anything.

I knew he wouldn't anwser me.

I exhaled deeply. "Cookie dough?" I asked.

"Whatever." Sasuke said letting go of my hand slowly. I dug the spoon into the cookie dough and put it too Sasuke's lips.

He parted them slowly and let the spoon in. He made a face but didn't spit it out.

"How's it taste?" I asked.

"Horrible." he replied wiping his mouth.

"Cheer up." I said putting some cookie dough in my mouth. "We can both get sick toghther." "Then you'll have the day off."

Sasuke looked at me like I was crazy.

"Or you could be the only one who gets sick and I'll get to go places alone again but I'll make sure to take pics and-

I paused. "Wait right there." I said jumping up and running upstairs.
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I sat on the couch and waited while Sakura ran upstairs. I thought maybe I should follow her just in case but I didn't sense any danger. Well then again my senses were all jammed up anyways.

The taste of cookie dough which was horrible still lingered in my mouth. I wondered could what just happened be considered a kiss. It was indirect but we had shared the same spoon.

I sighed. There were so many things bothering me right now. Among them was wondering what Sakura had said to Naruto.

Whatever it was whenever Sakura bought it up he turned darker than a beet.

"O.k I'm back." Sakura said plopping down beside me. She had a laptop in her hands.

It was funny how we could fight and sorta make up in the next two minutes.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Hold on just a...sec and...here."

Sakura turned the laptop so that it was facing me. On the screen was a picture of me and her. It was that picture we took at the mall.

I looked like I was whispering into her ear. We looked like...a couple.

"We look so cute!" Sakura squealed. "We look like a couple!" "We could be actors!" she said turning to me.

I nodded slowly.

"Here hold this." Sakura said handing me the laptop and standing up.

"Where are you going?"

"To the kitchen." "I think I wanna bake some cookies for your sake atleast." she said skipping into the kitchen.

I watched her go once again. I sighed and turned my attention to the laptop.

I stared at the picture.

If only we were really like that?

Wait what was I thinking.

CRASH

"Sasuke!" Sakura cried breaking my train of thought.

I ran into the kitchen. Sakura was standing in place looking horrified. There was a broken bowl on the floor.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Sakura turned to me. "Sasuke I- Ahhhhhhhh!

Without warning she fell forward onto me causing us to both fall to the floor her ontop of me.

Sakura began to get up before pausing. She held herself up over me. Her chest was in my face and the way her body moved against my stomach was...well a feeling I had nevr felt before. Her legs were at either side of me and her hands by my face.

I almost moaned.

"I can't move." she said.

"What?"

"I can't move." she said again.

Lots of things began to play through my mind.

"Who did you touch at the party?" I asked quickly.

"I don't know?" What's going on?"

"O.k don't move." I said.

"I CAN'T MOVE!" Sakura yelled.

"Well don't talk." I said exhaling deeply.

She nodded.

I began to move my hands up her body starting from her ankles. She bit her lip to keep from shrieking.

"O.k I have to do this o.k.?" I said.

"Do what?"

"Didn't I say don't talk?"

Sakura looked like she was about to cry but she nodded.

I moved my hands up her inner thigh.

"What are you doing!" she cried.

I ignored her and countinued feeling around but I couldn't help but go slowly.

"Sasuke." she shrieked.

"O.k not there." I said moving up. I was now at her waist.

"NO!" she cried.

"I already saw it." I said.

"You did?" she asked.

I nodded.

I knew she was talking about the markings on her stomach.

Sakura closed her eyes. "Hurry up." she mumbled.

I rubbed my hands along her back slowly then back around to her stomach again. I began moving further up.

Sakura bit her lip. "Do it quick o.k?"

"I told you to stop talking!"

I put my hands toghther. I knew what was wrong with her. She had some kinda paralisis genjutsu on her.

I did a few hand signs.

"Release."

"AHHHHHHH!" Sakura cried falling down on me.

"Are you o.k?" I whispered.

She nodded.

"What was that?" she asked queitly.

I didn't know how to explain it to her. One word would lead to the explanation of another and another and another.

"Let's clean up the glass." I said sitting up and lifting her with me.

We were face to face on the kitchen floor.

"Second time you saved me tonight." she said.

"It's my job right."

Sakura shrugged. "Yeah"
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A/N: That's it for that chap. It wasn't long I know but I updated quick o.k.