A/N- it's short but i really needed to update. I'm sorry for the wait. i hope you guys enjoy! this chapter pretty much wrote itself. so it might be a bit odd. enough rambling.

Disclaimer- I do not own Naruto.

Sasuke's P.O.V

'She just left,...again. She left because of me, Coward'

I clenched my fists, which were still under the table. Why had she left? Didn't she realize I was enjoying that. Didn't she realize I needed that? To touch her and feel her. I felt addicted to her, I needed her. It was insane, revolting and infuriating, but I had to admit it, I had missed her.

My head hurt, I didn't just miss her, physically, although that was a major part of the problem. What I missed, and this was the revolting part, was the solid friendship we shared at the tender age of 5. when I didn't mind her presence, when I actually enjoyed it, but acted as if I barely tolerated her. And it was absolutely pathetic to think that way, because we were five for fucks sake! Why did I miss that friendship?

"Because it was pure friendship, you idiot. Because it was true friendship" Naruto had answered when I had first asked him why he decided to befriend Sakura again.

Was that it? Did I miss the pure friendship we shared? The one that was so strong, that even at five years old, I knew when I found out about my parents murder she was the first stop I had to make. Because Sakura always made everything better. Because she was always there for me.

"So then, Karin is having this sick party! She wants us to stop by early, so we could help set up, ya know" Ino's voice interrupted my thoughts. I picked up the annoying tremble to her voice, she always spoke like that, like she was afraid of my answer.

'Sakura isn't here now, she left' my thoughts snarled back at me almost spiteful.

"Why didn't you invite your little friends?" I wanted to know if the pink haired irritation would be there

"Nah. This ain't their scene" She shrugged.

I let her keep talking, the usual irritation I felt just being around her and listening to her inane chatter, began to set in. she was, and I couldn't stress this enough, insufferable. I wanted to tell her to 'Shut the fuck up' every second of every day.

Why did I keep her around?

3 very acceptable reasons. One, she kept the rabid fan-girls at bay, they were scared of her. Two, she was a good fuck on a cold night when I had just woken from a particularly intense dream concerning a pink haired girl, she was always a phone call away and available. Third ,and for most, Sakura hated it and I could tell. Whether her reasons be because I stole her best friend or because she was jealous, I didn't know. But I liked to see the flush of anger that graced her face when she caught a glimpse of us together, it was satisfying in a way I knew was practically sadistic.

There were many things I kept a blind eye to, my emotions being one of the many.

"Let's go to Karin's, now" I stood from the chair leaving no room for argument.

"Eh, we don't have to be there till 6. why now?"

"She has alcohol and I could use a shot" I shrugged "And maybe a blunt" I didn't need to explain myself to Ino. In the end, I would go with or without her. Sakura wasn't around, I didn't feel the need to keep up the 'Loving boyfriend' facade.

"I'm not done with my-"

I shrugged "Go ahead finish, later" I waved.

"W-wait!, I'm coming, babe!" she left behind her food.

I was speeding down the highway at illegal mileage, I needed something in me, be it alcohol or whatever. Ino just wouldn't shut up!

"Sasuke, slow down! Do you want to kill us?" she screeched again.

'Yes, if you keep this up' I grit my teeth and held back my remark.

It was relieving, reaching Karin's house. I hopped out of the car and rushed into Karin's home.

Karin was at the door, ready to greet in her revealing get up for the party.

"Starting early?" I smirked, she had been less annoying as of late.

"Mmhm. You bring Ino?" there was bite to her voice, it instantly irritated me, she sounded territorial.

Ino stood beside me "Hey Karin" snarky.

It made my stomach churn, I needed a shot, I didn't want to be around their bitch fest.

My sight was a bit blurry, the party had begun early. Naruto was over at 9:00.

I chuckled, he was piss drunk. "And ya know what else?" he hiccupped "I love her! I love her and imma, imma -hiccup- marry her!" he laughed.

I gulped down my tequila shot, asked for another.

"I'll be mister Hyuuga, Uzumaki, Naruto!" he pushed away Ami, who was rubbing his back.

"And Bastard, you're going to be...what's your chick's name?" he questioned instantly looking confused.

I glared at him, "Yamanaka" Shikamaru answered from beside me.

"Yeah! That. Thanks Shikamaru. Sasuke will be Mister Yamanaka!"

"Fuck no" I hissed, my voice threatening. The room swirled around me. It was suffocating. I heard whimpers, I recognized them as they turned to wails but I didn't give a fuck.

Naruto's nonsensical blabber had made me uncomfortable, had pissed me off. Only one thing was on my mind. I stood off my stool at the bar,

"H-hey! Bastard! D-don't leave me you sonofabitch!" Naruto cursed after me. I completely ignored him, in my inebriated state only one word, one name came to mind. It had turned urgent, nothing else in the world mattered than reaching the person with this name. I pulled out my phone.

'I should go home' I thought, walking out Karin's front door.

"Hey! Sasuke, where ya going?" I recognized the voice as Kankuro. I turned to him and shrugged, smirking at the Designated driver bracelet around his wrist.

"You aren't going to be driving are you?" he asked.

I tried my best to look steady as I walked "I brought my car" I confirmed.

Something made him narrow his eyes at me "Nah, you're not" he shook his head, making his way to me.

I thought quickly and decided that if I wanted to make it home in one piece I should not be driving.

"Who made you designated driver?" I remained indignant, although I wouldn't refuse his offer.

"Myself. Laying off the alcohol tonight" we made our way to my car.

"Naruto?" I asked, I was his ride after all.

"I'll get him, or Ami, or Karin. Nobody's going to let him get hurt, don't worry"

I glared at him, who said I cared? I ignored the relief in my chest as best I could.

I needed to make a call, having enough mind to reach into my pocket, grab my keys and toss them to Kankuro.

The stolen number from Ino's phone seemed to take up my whole screen. Flashing with the name of the person i desired.

I was going to see her, Sakura, whether she wanted to or not. Because she fucked up my world, so it was only fair if I fucked up hers.

"Where to?" Kankuro asked me just as I was left in dead silence on my phone. She hung up on me...

My head pounded loudly with an address I knew strictly by heart.

I quickly wrote something back to her not caring for her response, because I would see her tonight and she wouldn't stop me.

Sakura's P.O.V

I got on my feet, I knew what I had to do, and I was going to do it.

With my heart pounding loudly against my chest I quietly approached my door.

My parents were never careless, except on Saturday nights, when they told me they would come home late and not arrive till the next morning. Careless with the locks, as they rushed out to enjoy their one free day. I was standing in front of the door, held in a shriek when another fist pounded against the wooden frame. Quickly I locked it turned and ran upstairs.

As soon as I got in my room I locked my door and went straight to my balcony.

'it's just Sasuke. He won't stick around for long, he'll leave soon' I assured myself.

I really should not have been scared, but I was. I could feel my pulse pounding against my throat, blood roaring in my ears. I was that scared.

Deciding that huddling in my balcony was not the best option I grabbed my cellphone, it may not be physical, but some sort of a presence would soothe me.

I dialed Hinata. It rang and then it sent me to voice-mail, which was odd, Hinata never missed my calls.

I texted her and waited for a response, none.

I dialed the number I should have dialed from the beginning.

It rang once, and again.

"Hello?" came Gaara's voice, it was strangled, he sounded angry. I could hear loud music in the background.

"Hey, Gaara? Wanna come over?" I held on to the hope that he would chose me over some rager.

My door pounded downstairs, panic set in my chest again.

"Can't, sorry" the music stopped for a second and I heard a loud sound, maybe someone crying.

"Why?" I asked, ignoring the whimpering in the background , frantically pleading to whatever deity.

"I just can't, Sakura. I'm with Ino" he cut off the phone.

My eyes widened, he was with Ino? The background noise? She was crying!

'...SASUKE...'

With a quick conclusion, I threw my pink blanket aside and ran out my balcony, out my room, down the stairs. I didn't even think about what I was doing, fury running through my veins.

'Asshole, fucking asshole! This is it! This is the last strike!'

pounding, loud thrashing against my door. I didn't back away from it, I let it fuel my anger, reaching for the lock, opening and swinging the door open. So quick that it made a splintering sound.

I drowned the worry of what my parents may say at my damaged door with the absolute hot anger I felt surging through me.

He was there, standing in all his perfect glory, staring intensely down at me. A smirk adorning his face, eyes bloodshot, leaning against the door frame.

"Hello, Sa-ku-ra" he said.

"What did you do to her?!" I demanded, not wanting to beat around the bush. This wasn't at all about me and him, but at the same time it was. Because, what the hell did he do to my friend that she would cry? Just that afternoon she looked perfectly fine.

He raised an eyebrow, confused.

I stared back at his obscenely intense onyx orbs, not willing to back down. He had to say something.

"You're not going to talk?" I growled "Fine! Stay away from me! Leave me alone! And if you're going to be with my friend, don't fucking make her cry!" I yelled in rage.

With that I grabbed the door and flung it closed, turning my back to it.

I heard the same splintering sound again, it made me tense. I turned back around to see his foot keeping the door open.

I looked up at him, his eyes blazed with anger, just like that the fight drained from me. He was still leaning against the door frame, but the way he was staring at me, it settled that panic right down my stomach.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" he gritted out, each word slow and enunciated. He walked into my house.

"You're trespassing, you know?" I pointed out.

He ignored me walking, I knew that I couldn't back down. If I took that dreaded step back, it was like I was submitting, like he had the power to scare me. Which he did, but I wasn't going to let him know that. He was right in front of me, my nose almost touching his chest, intimidating as it was there wasn't much I could do. I walked around him, dancing just out of his reach.

My heart pounded when I realized he was going to grab me. I walked over to my door and held it wide open. I looked straight at him, realizing for the first time that he was drunk. Instantly I was terrified, even more so than before. Because I already had an encounter with a drunk Sasuke, it wasn't a memory I liked to revisit.

"Get out of my house" I demanded. He had to listen, he had no right to be here.

He slowly walked towards me, each step calculated, bringing him closer to me. It made me shrink back, trying to subtly hide behind the door. I felt a strong jolt go through me at his intentional predatory steps.

He was standing right in front of me again, the only thing between us was the door. He grabbed the edge.

"No" he swung his hand forward, the force yanking me with the door and it slammed shut.

I hissed in pain as my chin came in direct contact with the door. Sasuke was there, locking the door.

"I don't know what you think you're doing, but if you don't leave now I'll

"You'll what, Sakura? Clearly your parents aren't here, who else is there to call?" he laughed, it was cold, it was mocking.

"I'll call Gaara!" it was an empty threat, as Gaara was dealing with a broken Ino.

Sasuke's eyes flared "Are you trying to piss me off?" he hissed. It was quick and it was just a bit painful, he came forward and hooked his hands under my arms, picked me up and pressed me against my door frame.

I didn't have time to recover "Answer me! Are you intentionally trying to make me mad? I swear, Sakura, you'll regret it! All of it"

I didn't even understand what he meant, all I felt was the pain in my back.

"What Is wrong with you?" I accused "Why won't you just leave me alone! I asked you to leave me alone!"

"Because I fucking can't! you think I haven't tried?! I can't" his voice was thick, maybe it was the alcohol. However I didn't dwell on that. His words spoke volumes to me.

"Why? Because you want to do me?" I growled bitterly, disgusted with my insinuations. "Because I wont let you and now I'm some trophy?"

He pressed himself harder against me, lifting me higher against the door frame, we were face to face.

"You're hardly a trophy" he scoffed, looking into my eyes, I never felt so lost, mesmerized.

"But you're right" his hips crashed against mine "I do want to fuck you"

I looked back at him, I could feel a stinging in my eyes. The rage that had recently left me was back with full force. I saw past his beautiful face, his deep onyx eyes, his whole persona and what he represented to me, a past full of joy and love for a friend that could never be destroyed. I shred it all to pieces.

"Well you can just go to hell, can't you?" I smirked back at him, my knee came up so quick it was unbelievable, even to me. He dropped me before my knee made contact with it's target. For once I saw a glimmer of emotion in his eyes, not anger. I fell graceless on my behind, the frame keeping me in a sitting position. He had jumped back a good foot away from me. I scrambled to my feet.

"I asked you already, leave! Not only do I not want you here, but you're clearly out of your mind, drunk. Get out, Sasuke!"

"You never turned your back on me, Sakura. When I needed you, you never told me to leave" he smirked "Perhaps you have changed, and I don't like it"

"What are you talking about?" because he had said he remembered nothing of our past, of our tiny selves, to him it was like we were never friends, we were strangers, so how could he say that?

My heart beat pounded against my chest in anticipation for his answer.

"I don't know" he breathed, running a hand through his hair "I don't know" he looked exhausted.

I took a hesitant step forward. "Why are you here?" it hit me that I hadn't asked that question.

"I don't know" he shrugged again.

I didn't like this, a part of me wanted to hold him, he looked so...tired. But there was the part that could still hear Ino's sobs through the phone.

"I think you should go, then"

"Why?" his voice was hard, he faced me "Why are you in such a hurry to kick me out?" he took a step toward me, a small stumble of his again reminded me of his intoxicated state.

"My parents are coming soon" I looked at the floor, unable to keep contact with his eyes, lest he spot the lie.

I heard his deep dark chuckle "You know what, I think you're lying. I'm not stupid, are you waiting for someone else?" the question was accusatory.

"I already told you" I looked up to face him "My parents will be here soon" it sounded just slightly like a threat.

"Is it Gaara? you're always, always with that idiot" he accused, Sasuke looked extremely intimidating towering over me.

"Don't call him an idiot" I defended. "Besides, even if I wanted him here. He's fixing the mess that you made!"

"So you want him here?" he raised an eyebrow, folding his arms across his chest.

I was tired, I just wanted him to leave, this close proximity, these odd encounters, they needed to end. There was no purpose to them, none. They only made me miss him more, reminded me that he wasn't part of my life anymore. That would be fine, it was fine for that last 10 years, so why couldn't he just leave like I asked him too? "Yes! Yes, I want him here!" I shouted, frustrated.

He closed the small gap separating us, his hand snaked around my head and his hand grabbed the nape of my neck. I couldn't pull away. He bent down to face me, his nose pressed to my cheek.

"And if I don't want you to want him?"

I didn't understand what he meant, but I couldn't find my voice to tell him so, all I did was stare back at him, shocked by his closeness.

"If I want you to want me?" his lips pressed to the corner of my mouth "What would you think if I missed you?" his lips moved against mine as he spoke.

"If I regret ignoring you and leaving you and if I wanted you around every second since the moment we first spoke. Not when you asked to be friends, but when you said my name. Do you remember? When you bumped me in the hall, the first day of class, do you remember what you said?" his words were a whisper, a hard whisper, each word slow and enunciated.

He pulled me closer, his lips moving against mine. I couldn't think, what was he saying? It didn't make sense. I stood frozen, his mouth covered mine in a one sided kiss. I did remember what I said 'Sorry, Sasuke' and I remembered how he attacked me for it, how he slammed me against the lockers, stripping me of his worth.

I twisted my face away from his "I think you need to go" I ignored the shake in my voice, the gasp that escaped me when he began to kiss down my neck. He was backing us toward the door, again.

"Do you remember, Sakura?" he asked again, my back hitting the door frame.

"You're drunk" I reminded him, trying to pull his hands away from my sides, where they continued to stroke up and down.

"You said my name, and do you know what it did to me? What you did to me?" He grabbed my hips, my hands wrapped around his, trying to force his off.

"It made me remember. It made me want you, Sakura" he smirked, my efforts to push him away futile.

He picked me up, sliding my back up against the door frame. Again, we were face to face. His eyes were shining, I peered at him, wanting t0 delve into his thoughts. Was he saying the truth?

I couldn't prolong my time in searching his face, he hid it. He buried his face in my hair and my neck, he spoke again.

"And, fuck, I want you" his lips moved smoothly against my neck. He kissed his way up to my jaw.

"Do you miss me?" he asked, daring me to lie, daring me to tell the truth.

My breath caught in my throat, I recognized this Sasuke, but all the same he was a stranger. He had never spoken the way he was speaking. He was...vulnerable.

"Yes" I handed him the truth. I would rather live my life in regret than lie to him. He already knew, what was the point of hiding this truth from him?

He pressed himself harder against me, I felt every single part of his body as it covered my own.

Before I could react his lips were on my own. My mouth opened and every thought flew out the window replaced with new ones.

Ones that reminded me of how much I liked him, how much I really cared for him. how much i missed him.

I couldn't breath, pulling my face from his I took the moment to gather my thoughts. Losing access to my mouth, he went down my neck, further down to my collar bone. He crushed me further into the door frame, the ledge hurting me.

"Sasuke?" I spoke, trying to get his attention. He didn't listen. Keeping me up with his body, one of his hands wandered down my side, down my hip and to my thigh. I squirmed uncomfortable, hating my decision to wear a skirt. He lifted my leg and hitched it to his thigh. He pressed further into me. I gasped, I felt him against me, his want.

"I need to get down" my words sounded strangled as I gave him the order.

He pulled me away from the door frame, but he didn't put me down. I looked into his eyes and they were glazed over. It took me back to the memory, a couple months back, when we were at that party. When he first told me to never speak to him again. When Ino walked in on us.

It was like a bucket of cold water to the face. 'Ino...'

I pushed away from him, and was thrown on the couch. I tried sitting up, I didn't get the chance. He was on me in the same second. He wiggled in between my legs.

"Wait" I said, he didn't listen. He kept kissing my face, my mouth, there was a desperation to his movements. He made his way down my collar bone, across, to my shoulder.

My cheeks began to flare up, my belly was on fire. I wanted him to stop, but I also wanted him to keep going.

"Sasuke" it wasn't a 'Keep going', but it also wasn't a 'stop'.

His kisses became wet, and he would nibble on my skin. My hands wandered to the back of his head and stayed there. My eyes closed shut, he grinded into me, my head hitting the arm of the couch. His hands went to my sides and pulled my shirt up slowly. He looked up at me, his eyes intense. I didn't know what to do. He was at the hem of my skirt and he began to kiss up. He reached my belly button and kept kissing up, bit into the flesh of my stomach. Replaced his lips with his tongue, he made his way up with the tip of his tongue. I squirmed, it felt good. Sasuke, felt good.

My heartbeat was erratic, his lips found mine again. I wanted him, too.

'Honk!' the sound of a car horn.

I jumped up in surprise, were my parents home? Panic began to settle and water down the fire in my stomach.

I tried sitting up, Sasuke had stopped kissing me. "Kankuro" he quietly hissed.

My eyes widened, Kankuro?!

"Who's out there?" I asked.

Sasuke looked up at me "Who cares, he'll eventually leave" his lips pressed against my neck again.

'Kankuro...' this was undoubtedly going to get back to Gaara, who was comforting a crying Ino, because of the guy I was currently making out with.

'I'm such an idiot'

"Sasuke" I tried pulling away from him.

"Hm?" was the only sound he made, his mouth was sucking on the skin on my neck.

"You need to go" my words made him sit up.

"Why?" his voice was hard.

"Someone's waiting for you, right?" I pulled down my shirt, and fixed my skirt in place. He made to kiss me again, I jumped off the couch. There was a deep self loathing waiting to make itself known as soon as he left.

"Kankuro..." something flashed in his eyes, than it turned into understanding "Of course" he scoffed.

"You wouldn't want your little boyfriend to know you were screwing around behind his back. Kankuro is his brother, isn't he?"

I tried to hide the guilt from my eyes, confused as to why I would be feeling guilt.

"Gaara isn't my boyfriend" I amended today's mistake "Now you can go, Sasuke"

He shot me a dirty look and turned around "Sasuke, don't come back"

"Sakura" he chuckled "I let you know exactly what I feel. You could tell me I'm drunk, out of my mind, what ever, but I wont forget this. I let you in, and I think, this time, I'm not letting you back out" His words were a promise.

"You! You! You can not do that!" I yelled outraged "You cant do that! You cant make Ino just cry and come here and say that to me, you cant!" I didn't even know what to say.

"I just did" he shook his head and opened my door. "Besides, I don't care about Ino"

"You don't care about me either!" I accused, this time hoping he would explain himself before he left.

"Sakura, shut up" he walked out, the door slamming behind him.

Something bubbled inside me. I wanted to laugh, I wanted to cry, I wanted to scream! I didn't know how to feel. I stood in the middle of my living room then quickly ran to the front door locking it. I looked over at the time on the cable box, 9:47. He had been her for a little over 20 minutes, and already my life was all out of place. he had the ability to do that.

I didn't know what to do. I ran to my room, I needed to vent. I needed to cry. It could be from the anger, the sadness or the slight twinge of joy. Because his words, it sounded like the old Sasuke. Not the new on, not the one that showed up uninvited, but the one who told me what he thought. Even if it put him in a vulnerable place.

It was like a map with too many places that connected. I like Sasuke, Ino likes Sasuke, Sasuke likes...

Then there was the one where Sasuke hurt Ino, I was undoubtedly, unknown by her, hurting her.

They hurt me too, Sasuke did that on purpose.

There was absolutely nothing I could do. I tried ignoring him, Kami, I tried. He wouldn't leave me alone. He wasn't going to leave me alone. What could I do? And what he said, was he trying to apologize? It sounded that way, if only a bit.

I felt my hands, they were unsteady, my stomach was still twisting pleasantly with the remnants of his presence. His kisses that still lingered on my skin in the form of small tingles.

I heard a small buzz, another and then another. It didn't register for a few moments that it was my phone. Glad for the distraction I lunged for it. I had 3 text messages.

Ino- Sakura, I need you!

Hinata- ...Naruto asked my father for my hand in marriage...he's drunk... he was singing.

Gaara- Kankuro called. I'm on my way. Ino's with me.

'Well, crap!'

It was short, i know. i'm real sorry. but i hope you enjoyed. please tell me what you think.