Series: N/A
Title: Nine Tenths
Author: Juniper11
Pairing: ItaSaku
Genre: Humor/Romance
A/N: No Dysfunctional this time around.
It started when she uttered the name 'Uchiha Itachi' in jest. It was the answer to a question that her closest friend Ino posed to her.
Who would you like to have tied to your bed for a night of wild sex?
Just his name caused them to roll around on the floor laughing. The Uchiha Heir was, while being the sexiest creature to ever grace the earth, more frigid than Snow Country. No woman dared to touch the prestigious person of Uchiha Itachi and expect to live to tell the tale.
Sakura thought it was just a grand joke. She didn't know it was going to backfire—and burn everything she had ever known to be true down in the process. However, since she dealt with Ino all her life she should have known something like this was going to happen.
On her bed lay her teammate's older brother. That itself wasn't…too bad. It was what he was wearing that ground her thought process to a halt. All he wore was a big red bow that covered his genitals. Sakura had no idea how Ino managed to get the jump on Itachi—even the concept was unthinkable, but as soon as she found her she was going to make her give up EVERY. SINGLE. DETAIL. She also had no idea where she found a ribbon big enough to cover…all that. And how exactly had she managed to get him to lie still while she made that pretty little bow?
Ino was an effing genius.
He was cuffed to her bed. Sakura assumed that Ino was smart enough to use charka cuffs since the man didn't seem to be able to get free. Sakura didn't know whether or not the sheen that glistened on his skin came from some oil that Ino had rubbed on his skin or whether it was sweat from his struggles. If it was oil Sakura had no doubt that Ino had enjoyed rubbing her hands over all that—
Sakura shook her head. No. She couldn't, wouldn't think about that. She was going to walk over to her bed, set him free, and ask, no, beg him not to kill Ino. However, her feet didn't seem to be working.
A minute later and they still weren't working. She was certain that her mouth was gaping and she was starting to feel things—namely lust—surging through her body. Now Sakura had seen a number of shinobi half-dressed and admittedly in the buff but this man took the cake. He was perfection in every sense of the word. It was like she was in some sort of dream with marshmallow clouds and gingerbread roads, and a hot sexy oily Uchiha Itachi just waiting for her to rape-
"Are you going to release me or are you going to stand there all day and gape at me?"
Sakura blinked slowly coming back to reality. The cold crisp voice of Uchiha Itachi was like throwing cold water on her. Sakura's spine snapped straight and her eyes flashed with anger that she wasn't certain she had a right to feel but she decided to feel it anyway. She also decided to screw with the man just a little because really, he deserved it.
"I'm flattered Uchiha-san but I'm sure there are…other ways to express your…affection."
Itachi blinked slowly. "You think I did this?" No, she didn't but there was no way she was going to tell him that.
"Stranger things have happened."
"Release me." He demanded curtly and Sakura took exception to his tone.
"I don't know if I should since you do make a pretty present. I think I should unwrap you." His eyes stared at her coldly but Sakura only smiled in response and continued. "After all," Sakura said moving closer to the bed. "This is my home, my room, my bed, and apparently my Itachi because possession," Sakura said finally reaching his side. The bed dipped as she sat on it and leaned down to his ear to whisper her final words her hands dancing lightly over his chest, "Is nine-tenths of the law." Her hand reached out for the bow and clasped it. Her sparkling green eyes met his dark ones and she saw something flicker in them that man her heart leap. Her eyes glanced toward the pretty red bow and saw him rising to the occasion. Her eyes grew large in surprise and interest before she pulled away his last little bit of modesty.