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WARNING: HEAVY T-RATING DUE TO UNDERAGE DRINKING AND A VERY DESCRIPTIVE SCENE.

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Chapter Twelve: Ultimate Temptation

SAKURA'S P.O.V (Saturday: Morning)

"Did i-it hurt? You know... Since it was your f-first time..."

"Did he make a romantic confession befo—Wait... Was it just a one night thing?! Please don't tell me that you guys are doing that 'friends with benefits' crap!"

"Forehead, speak up! We wantall the juicy details. I can't believe you screwed Sasuke!"

"FOR THE HUNDREDTH TIME, WE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! I DIDN'T 'SCREW' SASUKE! WILL ALL OF YOU JUST SHUT UP!" I screamed, repeatedly banging my head against the dining table.

I was going kill Naruto once I got my hands on him! Right after Naruto screamed, the others ran into the bedroom and caught Sasuke and me…

I blushed even harder. It didn't help when I recalled how Hinata promptly fainted while the rest of them just stood there gawking like idiots. Most of what happened afterwards was a blur. I remembered sputtering out a lame, "I-It's n-not what it l-looks like!" which no one believed. Our idiotic friends jumped to conclusions too quickly. My friends had been grilling me for hours for details about my 'night of passion with the one and only Uchiha Sasuke' as Ino liked to call it.

I rolled my eyes.

"Stop lying! You were wearing his t-shirt! Plus, he was on top of you!" shrieked Ino, looking up from her phone. She had been texting people nonstop to inform them about the party.

"Ugh, I can't take this anymore!" I groaned. I threw my hands up in exasperation and stomped to the bedroom I was sharing with Sasuke. Once inside, I pulled out my calculus text book, calculator, pencils, and a notebook from my bag. It was quite a challenge to balance the items in my arms without dropping anything or falling. Then, I marched out of the back door and slid the sliding door shut.

Sasuke, Naruto, Shikamaru, and Neji were sitting at the picnic table on the back porch. None of them seemed to notice I was there. I stood there awkwardly, not knowing whether I should interrupt.

A heated discussion appeared to be happening between the four of them. From the way Sasuke looked like he wanted to strangle all of them, I guessed that they were also interrogating him about last night. I decided I would save him from the annoying torture his friends were inflicting on him. Taking in a deep breath, I approached their table.

"So let me get this straight... You didn't tell Sakura that yo—" Naruto quickly slapped his hand over Shikamaru's mouth when he saw me coming toward them.

"Hi Sakura! We didn't see you there!"

Naruto laughed nervously while slowly taking his hand off of Shikamaru's mouth. The blonde scratched the back of his head. When the boys heard Naruto greet me, they tensed in their seats and whipped their heads towards me.

"How long have you been standing there?" questioned Sasuke. Though the question was directed to me, he refused to look at me. Instead, he was glaring at his friends.

"Not long. I just thought that I should tutor Sasuke before the party starts. We have a test coming up." I held up my calculus book and smiled nervously. The way they were all staring at me made me fidget. Talk about awkward.

"Sure, we'll just leave you two alone. We have to help set up for the party anyways," Naruto stated, jumping out of his seat. The three of them stood up from the picnic table and went inside the beach house. Before leaving, Naruto leaned over and whispered something in Sasuke's ear. Sasuke obviously was annoyed by the blonde's words because he smacked him upside the head before ordering him to leave.

"Finally, I was seriously contemplating killing them. My friends are a pain." Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut and pinched the bridge of his nose. I chuckled slightly and nodded in agreement.

"Tell me about it," I sighed, dumping the contents of my arms onto the table. The seventeen-year-old Uchiha smirked and poked my forehead. I blushed slightly at the contact, my heart rate picking up.

Sasuke lowered his hands to pick up my calculus book and flipped through the pages.

"Why did you bring your text book here? I thought this whole weekend was dedicated to relaxing."

"We have calculus homework," I said, biting my nails. He scoffed at my explanation, probably thinking I was the biggest nerd in all of Japan. I swear if he wasn't so hot, I probably would have smacked him. I continued, "I didn't know you'd be here, but we might as well squeeze in a tutoring session before the party."

"Hn."

Clearing my throat, I yanked the book out of Sasuke's hands and placed it on the table. I turned the pages to the chapter we had been working on for the past week.

"Okay, let's get started."

-0-0-0-0-

"The process of finding the derivative is called differentiation. Given a function and a point in the domain, the derivative at that point is a way of encoding the small-scale behavior of the functio—are you even listening to me?"

Silence.

"Sasuke?"

"Hn?"

I sighed, rubbing my temples in frustration. Shutting the book closed, I said, "That's enough for today. We'll pick this up another time." That was the fifth time in the last hour that I had caught Sasuke not paying any attention to the lesson. It was highly frustrating.

'Remind me why I'm in love withhim again?'

My gaze lifted off the calculus book to meet his gaze. Our eyes locked and I felt like I was drowning in the depths of his onyx orbs. A muscle jerked in his jaw, which I oddly found attractive, before he tore his gaze away from mine. I felt my blood pressure skyrocket.

'Oh yeah, that's why.'

I started putting my stuff together when I heard Naruto yell from inside, "TEME! Are you done yet? Let's go get some drinks for the party."

"Go get it yourself, dobe," Sasuke responded, irritated. Naruto popped his head out of the sliding door, a pout on his face.

"I would, but Shikamaru won't let me drive his car and I can't ask Neji because I'm not exactly his favorite person right now. C'mon, let's gooooo!"

It was obvious Naruto wouldn't stop whining until he got what he wanted, so Sasuke replied, "Fine. We'll leave in five minutes."

The hyperactive blonde let out a whoop and disappeared into the house. I shook my head at his silly antics. He was too optimistic and happy for his own good. I really didn't know how Hinata could keep up with him.

"Idiot better not get plastered tonight like last time," Sasuke mumbled, running a hand through his raven hair. He met my gaze and walked to my side of the table. "Sakura, you better not even think about touching any alcohol tonight."

I quirked an eye brow. "You have nothing to worry about. After what happened to Minori, I will never touch the stuff."

"What happened to Minori?" asked the seventeen-year-old basketball captain, stuffing his hands into his pockets.

"She got drunk and she ended up sleeping with Shou," I answered bluntly. Blushing, I confessed, "Call me old fashioned, but I've always wanted my first time to be… special."

I blushed heavily. I was mentally slapping myself for being so stupid, stupid, stupid! Why can't I learn to shut up? But deep inside, I felt comfortable because I knew Sasuke wouldn't judge me. Yes, it was embarrassing to discuss something so personal, but I could be open with him.

"Special?" Sasuke urged me to explain. He continued to stare at me with his piercing eyes. I winced, wanting to run away and hide.

"Well, my ideal situation doesn't exactly involve being intoxicated and not remembering anything," I muttered. The pendant on his necklace was crooked, so I impulsively reached up and tugged on it to distract myself.

"I want it to be with someone I love." I hesitated before looking up at him. Imagine my surprise when I realized my actions of pulling on his necklace forced him to take a step closer to me. His body was a mere inch from mine. He didn't seem to mind though. He just stood there, staring down at me with a blank expression on his face, but his eyes were intense. It was as if he was looking right into my soul.

"Sorry," I managed to mumble before letting go of his necklace and taking a large step back. Being in close proximity to Sasuke makes my tongue sluggish and my thoughts all fuzzy. I turned my head to the side, avoiding Sasuke's gaze.

My eyes met the large expanse of sparkling, blue water. The sun shone brightly in the clear, baby blue sky. I was itching to walk barefoot in the soft, white sand. I could see the edge of the wooden dock in my peripheral vision. It was a private beach, so we were the only ones here.

The sound of the waves crashing against the shore was extremely relaxing. It calmed my nerves and I felt a smile tug on my mouth.

SASUKE'S P.O.V.

I continued to stare at Sakura. She had a breath-taking smile on her face while studying the landscape. There was a slight twinkle in her green eyes. It was a windy day. The breeze caused her pink tresses to flutter around her face, making her look so...

I bit down on the inside of my mouth. Hard.

"It's so beautiful," Sakura whispered. Her eyes were fixated on the scene in front of her.

"Yeah, you are."

My eyes widened. Her head whipped around as her jaw dropped.

Oh. Fu—

"TEME! Hurry up! Let's go, let's go, let's go!"

I swallowed, feeling numb. "I'm coming," I called out, my throat feeling like it was closing. Without another word, I grabbed all of Sakura's stuff off of the table and carried it into the house.

My footsteps halted as soon as I reached the sliding door. Peering over my shoulder, I saw that the object of my affections remained froze in place. I sighed deeply and shook my head, forcing myself to enter the house. A little voice in the back of my mind kept pestering me to tell Sakura the truth:

'When describing you, "beautiful" is an understatement.'

TENTEN'S P.O.V. (Saturday: Night)

The party was absolutely crazy! Music blared from the speakers and teenagers crowded together on the make shift dance floor in the living room. More than half of the school—which consisted of two hundred students—had shown up before the sun had set! Curse Ino for her fast texting skills.

Well, at least we didn't have to worry about any neighbors reporting the party to the police because the nearest house was miles away.

I scanned the house to see who showed up. Kiba and Sai were flirting with a bunch of cheerleaders. Chouji and his—surprisingly very skinny and pretty—girlfriend had taken up permanent residence at the snack table. Most of the players from the soccer and basketball teams were getting wasted and having drinking competitions. Shino was behind the DJ booth. The rest of the students were dancing with a red plastic cups in their hands.

Naruto and Hinata had left the party early to take a walk on the beach. Hinata started to get a headache from the loud music so Naruto, being the sweetheart he is, decided that they'd have their own little date while the party was going on.

Getting up from my seat on the couch, I began walking towards the staircase. Hopefully Neji was upstairs because I couldn't seem to find him all night. When I reached the base of the stairs I looked up to see Shikamaru and Ino sitting on the stairs, isolated from everyone else.

Shikamaru had been acting disgustingly overprotective all night. He wouldn't even let Ino go within ten feet of Sai! Though, I had to admit that it was cute how he was finally showing that he cared.

I had to stop myself from squealing when I saw that Ino was sleeping soundly in Shikamaru's arms. She was probably worn out by dancing too much.

'Aww! They look so cute toget—DID SHIKAMARU JUST KISS INO'S FOREHEAD?! I knew he had a thing for her!'

I quickly took my phone out of my pocket and selected the camera application. The picture was a little blurry because of the lighting. Three words came to mind.

Best. Blackmail. Ever.

SASUKE'S P.O.V. (Saturday: Night)

"Sasuke!"

"…"

"Sasuke! Sasuke! SA-SUKE!"

I refused to acknowledge her. Sakura pouted cutely and tugged on my black shirt.

"Fine, ignore me. You're so mean." She stuck out her tongue.

"Hn."

Tonight, I learned a very valuable lesson: never ever let Sakura near any alcohol. Ever.

The sixteen-year-old Haruno had mistaken one of the drinks they were passing out in the kitchen for soda. It was mixed with juice, so she must have not tasted the alcohol. By the time I realized that she was drinking the liquor, it was already too late. Sakura was such a light weight. She barely drank a cup and she was already wasted.

I was annoyed and mad at her, but what's done is done. It wasn't really her fault. I had warned her not to drink, but she wasn't aware she had broken her promise.

Sakura was out of control when she was drunk. She tried to steal Chouji's bag of chips, attempted to take off Shino's sunglasses, and laughed at anything and everything. Then, she petted Kiba and tried to feed him cat food while calling out, 'Here kitty, kitty!'

Sakura would run up—while stumbling all over the place—to random people and hug them. I kept a watchful eye on her and allowed her to roam around within a safe distance from me. I wasn't planning on stepping in, but I lost my cool when she tried to glomp onto Shou.

Before I knew what I was doing, I stormed over to where they were standing and yanked her out of his arms. There was no way I was letting him within twenty feet of Sakura after the incident in our physics class.

"Sasuke, don't be mean!" she yelled, slamming her tiny fists on my back as I dragged her away, "Wait your turn for your hug!"

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An hour had passed and instead of calming down, Sakura had gotten even more hyper. After her last drunken stunt, I got fed up with chasing after her. I threw her over my shoulder and sat down on the recliner with her in my arms. At first, she resisted. Then she got tired of struggling and rested against me.

That was when I discovered that Sakura was very... clingy when she was drunk.

She had turned around on my lap and wrapped her arms around me, snuggling against me. Sakura babbled about random things, but I wasn't listening. All I could focus on was how her legs were straddling my waist.

And I felt fifteen types of wrong at the fact that I was enjoying Sakura's out-of-character clinginess. I felt my face grow hotter with every wrong thought that passed through my mind.

"Sasuke, I want more soda!" Sakura whined against my neck, nuzzling it. My fingers dug into the arms of the recliner in an attempt to control myself.

"No."

"You're such a party pooper, Sasuke," the drunken pink-haired girl complained as she pouted against the flesh of my neck.

"Hn."

I shifted Sakura into a more comfortable position on my lap. I tried to ignore the fact that I had Sakura's extremely soft and very warm body pressed against mine. Then, Sakura did the unthinkable.

She started squirming in my lap.

'Oh god... Oh god... Oh god...'

"Let me go! I want more juice!" As she tried to get out of my grasp, she shifted into a position where I was... not so comfortable.

Heat crept up the back of my neck. I quickly clasped my hands onto her hips to stop her movements.

"Sakura. Stop," I hissed out, barely stifling a moan that was threatening to escape from my throat.

I noticed that some of the teenagers in the room were staring at Sakura and I with unabashed interest. Most of them were girls I had turned down earlier that night. The last thing I needed was a rumor spreading around about the two of us.

"Let's go. You've had enough to drink tonight. You should sleep it off." I stood up from the recliner with Sakura's legs still wrapped around my middle. Her arms looped around my neck as I carried her like a toddler.

It took a while to make our way through the hordes of inebriated teens. My level of annoyance grew to new heights when Sakura started giggling like a maniac for no apparent reason. I was tempted to throw her in the nearest room and lock her away for the rest of the night so I wouldn't have to deal with her.

I decided to take Sakura upstairs to Naruto and Hinata's room because earlier Gaara asked if he could useSakura and my room for a while because he needed to talk Matsuri.

As I was making my way up the staircase, I came across a tired looking Shikamaru holding a sleeping Ino in his arms.

"What's wrong with her?" Shikamaru asked, gesturing to Sakura who was belting out Kira Kira Boshi at the top of her lungs.

"She got drunk," I answered, "What about Ino?"

Shikamaru looked down with something akin to tenderness at the girl in his arms. "She's just sleepy from partying too much. Troublesome girl didn't get much sleep last night either. I'm shocked that someone as hyper and loud as Ino even has the ability to get tired."

"Why don't you take her to your room?"

"It's too troublesome to move her."

"Hn." I smirked, seeing straight through his lie.

"Shut up."

Shikamaru scooted to the side and allowed us to make our way up the stairs. The hallway was completely deserted. Shikamaru must have made sure no one would trash the place upstairs. I easily made my way down the dark hallway with the intoxicated girl in my arms. She had quieted down and I thought she had passed out.

Then, I felt something warm and wet trail up the back of my neck.

I let out a sharp breath. Every nerve in my body jumped

"Sakura?" I choked out.

"Yeah?"

"Are you... licking my neck?"

She simply nodded her head as she continued her administrations on my neck.

'Oh god. Oh god. Oh god.'

I lost it.

NORMAL P.O.V.

Sakura barely had time to react when Sasuke somehow maneuvered her body in front of him and pinned her against the wall.

"S-S-Sasuke?" Sakura sputtered in her intoxicated state, "Wha—"

Sasuke cut off the rest of her sentence by crushing her lips with his. His mouth slanted against hers continuously. He was aggressive, assaulting Sakura with years' worth of unvented sexual frustration.

Sakura's eyes widened when she felt Sasuke's tongue trace her lower lip in a silent plea. Responding with reckless abandonment—like all drunk people usually do—Sakura opened her mouth and granted the young Uchiha entrance.

As soon as his tongue slid into her mouth, electricity shot up their spines. Sasuke was surprised he didn't jump back from the intensity of it all. His lips continued to move furiously against hers.

Sakura let out a loud moan when Sasuke's seemingly skilled tongue explored her mouth. It was like music to his ears. The sixteen-year-old nerd wrapped her arms around the class jock's neck. Her hands ran through his raven locks, tugging on it. Sasuke bit back a groan.

His hands placed themselves on her hips. After a while, they slid back to rest on her lower back. Sakura nearly cried out when she felt his soft fingertips trail across her bare back while tugging the hem of her shirt upwards.

Sasuke noticed that she was desperately tugging on his shirt so he pulled back a bit and took it off. Her jaw dropped as she took in his muscular body with hungry eyes. But then her vision was instantly blurred when Sasuke slipped her glasses off and placed him in his back pocket.

He barely gave Sakura time to catch her breath before he dove back into the kiss. He groaned at the feeling of Sakura's hands tracing his abdominal packs. The feeling of her hands on his bare skin was amazing. He bent down slightly and hoisted her up so she could wrap her legs around his waist.

He crushed her harder against the wall.

Heat exploded in him stomach. Her kisses made him feel really high. His mind was muddled and he could barely think straight. Sakura was in the exact same state.

Sasuke managed to pull away from the wall, grope blindly for a door knob, and stumble inside the bedroom without breaking the kiss.

The young Uchiha heir pulled away to catch his breath as he gently laid Sakura on the large bed and resumed his position on top of her. His knees were on either side of her as he tried to make sure he didn't crush her with his weight. He coaxed her tongue out to play with his once more. Wanting to give her a chance to catch her breath, he moved down to her neck, sucking on her pulse.

"Sasuke-kun," Sakura moaned, throwing her head back.

Sasuke's breath caught in his throat when he heard the suffix. He froze. Everything seemed to stop. Itching to hear it again, he sucked and nipped even harder.

His fingers reached down and started to unbutton her pants. Wanting his mouth on hers again, she tugged on his necklace to bring his head up. The action caused him to freeze once again. Without warning, his mind conjured up a memory from earlier that day.

'Call me old fashioned, but I've always wanted my first time to be… special. My ideal situation doesn't exactly involve being intoxicated and not remembering anything. I want it to be with someone I love.'

SASUKE'S P.O.V.

I cursed every explicative known as I lowered my head in frustration and shame. She was drunk! Sakura had no idea what she was doing and wouldn't even remember any of this in the morning.

My chest hurt from the way I was gasping for air. I felt like I was hyperventilating.

"Sasuke-kun? What's wrong?" the intoxicated Sakura asked, looking up from her position under me.

I felt my control slipping when I looked at her. Her lips were bruised from our forceful make out session. Her shirt was falling off of her shoulder and I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from ripping it off.

Then I realized I had the lingering taste of alcohol in my mouth that was transferred from hers. Her eyes had a glazed over look and were unfocused. She was totally unaware of her surroundings.

My mind screamed, 'This is your one chance! She'd never kiss you back if she was in her right mind. Besides, she won't remember anything.'

I fisted the sheets in my hands, never feeling so torn in my life. An internal war was raging in my mind. Part of me wanted to desperately take her already, but a larger part of me knew it was wrong. I would be betraying Sakura's trust and respect.

I knew what I had to do.

It took a while, but I managed to reign in my hormones and remove myself from her.

"Nothing is wrong. Go to sleep," I gritted out as I got off of her. It took every ounce of self-control I possessed to not climb back on top of her and finished what I had started.

If I wasn't so pissed at myself, I would have laughed at how quickly Sakura passed out after my command. I threw a blanket over her and forced myself to leave the room.

I walked out the sliding door and onto the balcony. My heart was constricting so much that it hurt. Something in the pit of my stomach boiled. It boiled and twisted inside, making me want to hit myself.

As I rested my elbows against the railing, I bowed my head and gripped my hair in my hands. I felt disgusted with myself.

Sakura was drunk...

And I took advantage of her.

End of twelfth chapter

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Author's Note: Everyone give a big thank you to my new beta: Naruto-fan-Okami-chan! My college is requiring me to take two English-learning classes begin university in America next month, so hopefully it improves and I'll be able to revise on my own. This chapter was extremely hard to re-write because I wanted to keep the original concept of what happened, but completely change the details of the events. It was originally entitled "The Promise", but I threw out the promise ring idea. Not much re-writing for the next chapter, so it'll come out as soon as I can go over it.

And if anyone has any funny "first day of school" stories, leave them in your review! Maybe it'll inspire me!

God bless and take care,

Teddy