(I had a feeling I'd get this done either Christmas or the day after Christmas. So right now, it's Christmas in my story, okay? OH BAI THE WAY. MERRY BELATED CHRISTMAS. XD Thanks for all the reviews guys by the way, they've lifted my spirit quite a bit. My dog just died a few days ago and I've been feeling awfully depressed after it x_x Oh well. This is for you Bonnie :D Rest In Peace forever my little doggie x])

Chapter 14

Whips, Lingerie and Attachments

Sakura blinked a couple of times, her eyes just getting used to the light that was shining brightly in her sore eyes.

Jeez, who had opened them god damn curtains anyway? Screw them, whoever it was, they was going to get stabbed in their sleep when she found out who had done it.

Sakura then came down from Mount Stupid - which she had been on quite a lot lately after hearing so many rumours about Naruto and Temari recently - and hit the seventh floor of Mount Epiphany after she realized that only her and Ino had the key to their dormitory room.

Sitting up instantly, Sakura gripped the bed sheets that was clumped under her palms and growled.

"Innnooo! You pesky little French asshole! Get you and your French baguettes right here -" Sakura stopped immediately through mid-speech when the bathroom's door opened to reveal a very much naked Ino Yamanaka.

Grabbing her pyjama top, Sakura yanked it over her nose and mouth to stop herself from showing Ino that she appreciated the sight of Ino's never-ending curves and luscious lips - top and bottom, she might add - and the way Ino was biting her lip adoringly at her.

"Bonjour?" Ino asked innocently, inclining her head towards Sakura's direction with a little smile on her face. "You look troubled, which is strange seeming as it's perfectly early. Five in the morning and you are already stressed out?" Ino finished with a sly wink.

Sakura bit down a groan of her enjoyment to be gazing at Ino's perfect body, this was just too unfair. What was Ino thinking? Surely the French woman knew that an eighteen year old couldn't take all this with her hormones at five in the morning?

Wait!? Five in the fucking morning? Sakura checked the clock at her bedside to find out it wasn't there.

That was until she found out that her bed was oddly enough opposite her; the clock did read thirty-five minutes past five though.

Sakura furrowed her brow, puzzled at why she was not in her bed like she had been in before she had gone to sleep.

Crumbling the blankets even tighter, Sakura found her answer and confusion in none other than the French maiden who was now surprisingly stretched out on the bed - still naked as the day she was born.

"Ino." Sakura spoke dangerously calm, still not awake enough to try to find enough reason to be able to understand reason. "Why the hell are you naked? And why am I in your bed when I was sleeping in my own when we went to sleep last night?"

Ino never let the smirk leave her face, her hands trailing down Sakura's showing thighs, legs and ankles.

Sakura's breath hitched when she saw how Ino's hand was slowly, delicately and sensually was gliding up her thighs to go under her shirt.

Grabbing the hand, Sakura pulled it back from under her shirt but was not fast enough to stop Ino's hand from resting on her cheek tenderly.

Using her other hand, Ino placed two fingers on one cheek, giving Sakura a cheeky smile as she caressed the pinkette's cheek lovingly whilst moving closer and closer for more warmth in Sakura's body heat.

"For your first question." Ino began, sitting up, her hand still tightly on Sakura's cheek. "I was having a shower when you called my name, so I thought you might be hurt. So I rushed out."

Sakura blushed a little, tugging subconsciously on her pyjama pants that was clinging to her because of all dreams that she had encountered while she had slept last night.

Jeez, blaming Ino's erotic French love novels wasn't going to get her anywhere now was it?

"Secondly." Ino continued, this time scratching her back to relieve the tension away from the aching muscles. "I was feeling cold and my blankets weren't warming me up as much as I liked."

Sakura snorted, mostly for an excuse to shut her eyes and to show Ino that she wasn't easily amused by it all.

"So you practically sexually harassed me while I was asleep?" Sakura snarled, despite herself feeling a little satisfied smile creeping up on her features.

Coughing to hide her snigger, Ino let her hand drop down to Sakura's waist to pull the pinkette towards her.

Placing a chaste kiss on her lips, Ino wrapped her two arms around Sakura's waist to drag her into a hug.

"Hhm, so warm." Ino purred, licking the outer shell of Sakura's ear. "How can men resist you mon amour?"

Sakura pouted her lower lip, returning the hug whilst kissing the lower part of Ino's jawbone.

"Gosh, and I thought men were hormonal in the morning." Sakura moaned, rolling her eyes when Ino smirked against her ear.

"Merci Sakura. I take that as a compliment to find out that you like my touches and teases." Ino grinned, breathing hard on purpose to feel the fabric of Sakura's shirt sticking to her sweaty breasts and stomach.

Sakura poked Ino's stomach with her index finger, pushing the French woman away from her a little.

"I'd like it better if you was dressed." Sakura spoke calmly, secretly enjoying the way Ino's body had tensed and how her face was contorted into surprise and anger.

Nearly jumping off the linen bed, Ino stormed over to the bathroom door once more before turning around to gaze heatedly at Sakura.

"Humph. I see you don't like my body well enough?" Ino lifted her nose up high in air, eyes closed and arms crossed.

Sakura knew when she was nearing the line of going over the top and hurting people and she knew that she may have put a toe out of line there.

"You don't' get it. I've got hormones that match yours Ino, maybe over powers yours and I don't think I could keep my hands off you if I tried." Sakura reasoned, crossing her fingers behind her back to pray that her words had pulled her out of the Sakura-killing zone.

Ino failed to repress her rather tight, weak but still a smile that snuck onto her face with delight.

"Oh really? Well, I suppose I must get dressed for you mademoiselle if you get so…" Ino placed a finger on her chin in thought of what words she should use.

Sakura tilted her head to the side, leaning down on her side to watch Ino with childish curiosity.

Ino's eyes brightened, by the looks of it to Sakura she had finally found the word she had been looking for.

Sending Sakura a quick wink, Ino put a canine over her lip as well as grinning preposterously at the over interested girl.

"Hot and bothered?"

Sakura gripped the back of her neck to stop herself from nearly stomping over there to PIN Ino to that wall and well…Just to change herself from the Virgin Mary that she was too the…You get the idea.

Sakura dismissed her thoughts and sunk straight back into the warm duvets, sighing as a pure tinge of pleasure and bliss swam through her body.

Stretching, Sakura arched her back away from the warmth for a second before falling back into the covers.

Sighing in frustration but harmony at the same time, Sakura turned so that she was lying on her side to face the wall that was also staring back at her.

Now she was being stupid, she couldn't be bored if she'd just woken up, it just wasn't right.

"Ino better hurry up…" She murmured, putting her chin in her hands as she tried her hardest not to think of the blonde.

Sakura was about to stretch to try to shake the sleep away from her eyes, but suddenly her hand brushed against up something hard that made the sleep fall away from her anyways.

Pulling herself up, Sakura let the covers fall down her chest to rest in her lap at the same time as searching for the hard thing that her hand had touched so faintly, yet had sent such electricity up her body.

Once finding it, Sakura gripped the edge of it and slid it out of the covers to rest on her lap.

It was a book. Carved into an oval shape and strange patterns printed across the soft velvet front of it - it looked like she had touched the wooden spine when she had thought it was a hard object.

Opening it, Sakura gasped to see that dry blood had splattered across the pages, covering most of the words with it's stain.

She traced her fingers across the page, feeling the printed words and the cracked blood against her fingers until she finally met just the plain and rough edges of the paper.

"Jeez…What is this book?" Sakura said under her breath, flicking the page over to reveal an index page.

Her eyes widened with surprise at the titles of everything that was listed on this particular page, by god what the hell is it with her discovering things out the hard way?

"Beauty and The Beast? Cinderella?" Sakura questioned all of these titles quietly, her hands trembling a little as she got to some titles that she knew was not supposed to be in a fairy tale book.

"Dracula, Spine Chillers, The Woman In Black, The Woman In White and The Thing On The Doorstep?!" Sakura cried out, honestly appalled and stunned at what was in this book.

"For fuck's sake, this is supposed to be a kid's book. Not some murdering book about fantasies of slaughtering people."

Daring herself to flick over the next page, Sakura was absolutely surprised to see tons of pictures stuck everywhere, over the story titles, over some of the blood that was obviously on the page and over the thick tape that was taping together some of the pages together.

It was a family of three with two dogs. They were having a picnic together, the mother having silvery-blonde hair that shone brightly in the light of the sun, livid silvery eyes and her face had a kind smile on it's features in addition to her smile, her nose was creased up as the she absent-mindedly tickled the dogs stomach while looking at the camera.

Sakura traced the woman's face, smiling lightly at the similar features this woman had to Ino, the curve of the jaw line to the way she smiled. God, this was definitely Ino's mother.

Sakura found herself grimacing at the next person. A man with sandy blonde hair, blue eyes, honed skin, a very faint goatee and a everlasting grin on his face was tousling a blonde little girl's hair as if it gave him a great joy of him doing so to the child.

Sakura had to admit, Ino's father was a very handsome man - though his actions weren't very handsome at all and Sakura had decided that time when Ino had told her everything her father had done to her that she, Sakura, would detest this man for eternity for hurting Ino more than once.

Hell she disliked the man for even hurting Ino once.

Though, her strings did also pull for the dogs that were in the picture too.

"Jeez, one of them are going to end up as freaking hot dogs." Sakura murmured to herself, not really up to her own humour at the moment.

Shrugging, Sakura looked down to see a big black X sign covering the blonde girl's face, sure there was her body and hair but her face was entirely covered by the inked X.

Sakura blinked hard, finding that something was twisting and turning in her stomach in fury at such an image. Maybe it was because she knew that it was Ino who was being hid behind such evil black ink such as this that was covering her probably beautiful little face.

"Oh mon amour, why must you look at such depressing things such as that garbage?"

Sakura jumped back at the feeling of something hot against her ear and lower neck, finding herself hitting something even warmer; turning out to be Ino's arms as said girl wrapped them around the pinkette.

Letting the book fall from her hands, Sakura glanced over her shoulder to see a astonishingly calm Ino who was giving her a very affectionate smile.

"You aren't angry?" Sakura mumbled, giving Ino a tight smile to try to bring back confidence in herself.

Sakura felt Ino's arms that was wrapped around her waist tighten, or maybe she was just being paranoid at being in a place where she felt safe.

"Of course not, I love you." Ino snuggled her face into the crook of Sakura's neck, enjoying the smell of faint perfume engulfing her nostrils.

Sakura heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that she was saved from Ino's wrath for this moment in time.

"Ino…" Sakura said quietly, rubbing Ino's hands with her own to try to soothe her own thoughts.

"Mhm? What is it?" Ino replied, licking gently at Sakura's pulse point to try her hardest at making Sakura forget the subject of what she had just found out to be her most private possession.

"Who sent you that book?" Sakura asked, feeling her hand shudder as she placed it on top of the downy book.

Ino exhaled noisily, grabbing the book from Sakura's hand and tossing it carelessly onto the floor.

"My last year's Christmas present from my father." Ino answered back bitterly. "Before you ask, yes he knows I'm afraid of blood. That is why each page is covered with massive amounts of it."

Sakura felt her eyes widen and her hands turn into very clenched fists with sweaty palms and foreheads.

"W-what?" She managed to stutter out, turning around to gaze fearfully into Ino's cerulean eyes. "Why?! Why does he do all of this to you?"

Ino found herself smiling tenderly at the blossom, touched that somebody actually was worrying over her that wasn't herself.

"Let's just say that me and my father haven't got on well with each other for the past sixteen years of my life." Ino then gave Sakura her most sincere smile. "But as the English say, who gives a fuck?"

Ino then sat down in front of Sakura, grabbing something from under the bed before shoving it tightly in her lap with her hold still wrapped tightly around it.

"Besides." Ino began, tickling Sakura's arms lightly. "It is Christmas, non?"

Sakura felt her insides freeze, it was Christmas and she hadn't even known? Good lord! Where was her brain going this time of day?

Sakura also did a double take when Ino then produced out a very large handful of mistletoe.

"And I would very much like a kiss." Ino whispered huskily, leaning over to lightly brush Sakura's lips.

Sakura swallowed the lump in her throat; she was trying her damn well hardest to blink back tears that was threatening to overpower her. She hated HIM. She didn't fucking know Ino's dad, but she knew that she hated him.

Except she knew that wasn't the reason why she was fighting back tears, she knew she wasn't blaming Ino's dad when she knew for a fact that it HIM who was ripping Ino apart from the inside out.

The reason was because Sakura, herself, hadn't been much to Ino in the past few months she had been there. Hell, she had tormented Ino the moment she had got there, made her even more scared of blood, stolen her heart, broken it and finally she only just managed to put the pieces back together.

God, she was much to blame as much as Ino's father.

Finally snapping under the mental pressure that was being pressed down onto her heart, body and soul, Sakura flung herself at Ino.

Arms wrapped around the blonde, Sakura pressed her lips harshly upon Ino's in the most passionate kiss she could muster without using both of their tongues to participate.

Ino at the time, was rather enjoying that Sakura was making her lips feel numb with her very hard and not to mention fiery kiss; apart from that was until she felt something liquid and tasted very much like salt trickle down her throat.

Pulling back, Ino was more than alarmed to see gentle trails of watery fluids streaming down Sakura's cheeks - making her eyes look puffy and red from the amount of liquid.

"Saku? What is wrong?" Ino questioned, bum shuffling towards Sakura with her arms outstretched to embrace Sakura in a hug.

Leaning towards Ino, Sakura blinked hard to get rid of her remaining tears before answering.

"I just…Don't deserve you at all." Sakura finished pathetically, relaxing and melting into Ino's arms.

Ino couldn't help herself, she slapped Sakura lightly on the top of her head while shaking her head.

"You should not say things such as that Saku." Ino answered back angrily, though the teasing in her voice was still hinted. "I love you very much and I would not have anyone else."

Sakura rubbed the top of her head with her palm. Jeez, Ino packed quiet a punch even if it wasn't intended to.

Though, even if Ino was quite a killer when she was angry or even worse, sad then at least she knew the exact words to make her feel better.

"I'm NOT going to hurt you Ino. Ever again. I promise." Sakura whispered, clinging onto Ino tightly.

Ino sighed, picking up two presents that she had hidden under the bed for safe keeping - she definitely did not want Sakura laying her beautiful eyes on such sexual toys.

"Then I guess you do not want the whip for your Christmas present?" She grinned, pressing the present in between them both whilst tearing it to reveal what she hoped would be something that would make her Christmas a very, very happy one.

-_-PrettyBaby-_-

Temari washed her face off, glad to say that she was officially make up free for the whole Christmas day.

Now all she had to do was get rid of her own mask, her own bitterness and her own problems so that she could at least make SOMEONE happy today.

Aka fucking Uzumaki Naruto. It was all his fault. All of it. The way she was feeling. Everything was his fault.

"Why do you hide so many things from people?" Naruto asked absentmindedly, his arms crossed behind his head as he walked with her into the night.

"I already told you before. If I get too close to people. I get attached and I know humans too well. They break you, shatter you until you're nothing but the dirt grinded into dust." Temari once again explained,

"Pft! That's because you hang around with the wrong people. Like Sai, for example." Naruto chuckled, ignoring her scowl.

Rolling her eyes, Temari did not try very hard to find the humour in such a stupid sentence that could only come out of Naruto's mouth.

"You don't know me well enough to understand me." Temari answered, glad that she could use this excuse once more as she had said to past boyfriends who had gotten sick of her moods.

"Okay! Fine, say that I don't know you well enough. But it doesn't mean I can't care enough for you." Naruto answered matter-of-factly, his tone making her glare at him with ferocity.

"Whatever. Care for me all you fuckin' want Uzumaki. It won't change anything I feel about you." Temari replied, crossing her arms and walking faster to get away from the blonde brat.

Hearing a groan of exhaustion behind her followed by fast paced footsteps, Temari found herself waiting until Naruto's hand was on her shoulder.

"Temari-chan! That hurt! I was actually going to ask you what you wanted for Christmas, though it IS quite last minute." Naruto grinned teasingly, before then pulling her into a one armed hug.

Suppressing a tiny smile at the comfort of it all, Temari instead chose it to make it look like she was infuriated at his actions by pressing her eyebrows together and frowning like an idiot she was.

"I don't want anything from you." Temari growled, unknowingly snuggling more into Naruto's hug.

Naruto pouted - though he hadn't missed her cuddling into him more than she would have let herself - and instantly broke out in an even bigger grin than before.

"You like chocolates right?" He asked, looking over at her along with walking across the bridge and over the lake.

Temari nodded stiffly, not knowing what was in the pit of her stomach and not knowing if she liked not knowing what was becoming of her and her emotions and feelings.

"Don't think for a second that I'm getting you anything." Temari snarled, pulling away from the blonde boy a little.

Naruto in turn just pushed her further into his side, emitting another growl but he also noticed that Temari did not pull away like he had thought she would of.

"Oh well! Christmas is the time of giving and not receiving so I don't mind that much Temari-chan!"

Temari punched him hard in the back, winding him a little however not enough that he didn't stop walking in the same pace.

"Stop with the chan already! I don't like attachments!" Temari roared, not noticing that she was gripping onto him tighter in her sudden fury.

Naruto shot her a weak smile. "Whatever Temari-chan."

This was what she had sworn not to do! Yet, here she was! Cradling a cup of tea over it while thinking about all the things she should have done BEFORE and not AFTER.

Attachments were wrong and not needed. She didn't need to have friends, by god she didn't need to have a family, all she needed was herself and the world that was around her.

Yet once again, she had another attachment to him. Like she had been with Tenten, an attachment.

And she was always the one to break them, to destroy them both until neither could properly see because of the blinding tears that flowed down their faces until they could not find anymore more tears to cry.

"Christmas day and I'm sulking over the past and the present." Temari used her finger to flick a sandy blonde lock out of her face. "Whoopy doo. I'm such a Scrooge."

It seemed that her worries about her worrying if she would need to put make up on today was put on a hold when a sharp knock came to her door.

"Temari-chan! Why aren't you at breakfast? I saved a hash brown for you too." Naruto's voice called out to her from behind the door. "Oh! And I've got your present too!"

Temari felt her facial features soften, the crease on her forehead seeming to fade away and her mind caving in to his voice.

"Uzumaki. Stop with the chan!" Temari found herself saying, nevertheless getting up from her bed to place her tea on one of her shelves.

"Woohoo! Temari-chan! Open up. Or I'll get Ino and Sakura to cave this door in!" Naruto threatened light-heartedly.

Temari let out a very low growl. "I'd like to see you and them lesbians try."

She swore that she heard a light gasp from the other side of her door, a gasp of surprise or fear? Temari honestly didn't know.

"How'd you know?" Naruto whispered harshly, twisting the door knob to try and break himself in.

Temari let out a little smirk, mostly because she was proud that she had guessed right.

"The way they look at each other, the way their hands meet in light touches - yet those touches are just so…Sensual that I can feel the electric go up my spine whenever they touch one another or gaze into each other's eyes. It's mesmerizing." Temari finished breathlessly.

A light chuckle answered her, followed by something sliding under her door - scraping the wood off the floor lightly.

"What's so funny?" Temari snapped, grabbing the door knob and twisting it viciously and opening it so fast that she was surprised it didn't snap off it's hinges.

"Hey! Watch it!" Naruto replied hastily, grabbing something was in front of them both and pressing it in her hands. "I spent good money on that."

Letting the twinges of anger turning into a lick prick at her skin, Temari focused on what was in her hands.

A bouquet of roses and two DVDs with a box of chocolates? How had he managed to get all of those things through the damn door? She would question Uzumaki about that later.

"Uh, uhm." Temari cleared her throat, embarrassed a little at how she had lost everything she was about to say when he had given her just a simple little Christmas present that meant nothing at all to her.

'But it does mean something to you.'

No! She wasn't going to allow the same thing that had happened with Tenten happen with someone as fucked up as Uzumaki Naruto. No! It was a transgression that she would not let happen.

"Thanks…" She finally answered, turning her back on him to place all her gifts on the side of her bed.

"No problem. But anyways, don't spread shit about Ino and Sakura okay? Please Temari-chan. They don't deserve it." Naruto pleaded, going on his knees and grasping his fist in his other.

Temari stiffened, a bit miffed that Naruto would actually think she would do something so absurd. Sure, she was a bitch and she admitted that she was - but honestly. Did he really believe that she would do something as low as that?

"I won't. Believe it or not, I did have SOME friends." Temari answered, turning around and tripping over Naruto in the process.

Immediately she was steadied by firm hands around her waist, lifting her up right whilst trying to keep her from toppling over the obstacle.

"Whoa, dattebayo. You should be more careful Temari-chan." Naruto smiled up at her, lifting himself up from his kneeling position before dusting himself down with a hand.

Temari punched him in the shoulder, her eyes narrowed dangerously as if she was cutting Naruto down to size for such a sentence that was being directed at her.

"And YOU shouldn't be kneeling down in front of me when you knew that I was going to turn around and walk into you!" Temari retorted, lower lip pouted as well as her fists being clenched rather tightly.

Naruto in response shrugged, crossing his arms and placing them behind his head so he could lean back a little more.

"Yeah, yeah. Now let me just get straight to the point. What are you doing for this Christmas?"

Temari let out a very sardonic laugh, a smirk coming on her face that looked so malicious that if Naruto was a man enough he would admit that it sent a shivers down his spine.

"Getting drunk by myself while my brothers try to catch girls. Thanks for asking, now what are YOU doing?" Temari let a cold sneer form on her face, catching the fearless Naruto off guard by a mini second.

Nonetheless, Naruto wasn't the son of Minato Namikaze for nothing and knew how to recover in less than the time most people would in a situation like this one as such.

"Well! That's great. Because me and you are going to go and sit in my dormitory and watch those two great movies I got you!" Naruto yelled, pumping his fist up in the air and grabbing the two movies from her bed side.

"Wait! Are you asking me out on a date or something?" Temari asked, a half worried and maybe a half happy expression printed onto her face.

Hiding a blush, Naruto just placed a hand in hers before dragging her to his dormitory.

"Well, you could say that. But I just don't like people spending Christmas alone without anyone as fun as me around." He explained, winking at her.

Temari scowled.

Though honestly? She was silently cursing her attachments and wishing that the knots in her stomach would go away.

-_-PrettyBaby-_-

"Ino! You can't be serious?" Sakura exclaimed, giggling a little as she unwrapped the leather whip.

Ino gave her a flirtatious smile. "Oui, I am very serious."

Sakura let her face drop from it's happy side to the side where she felt guilty. "I didn't get you anything Ino…Oh my god…I didn't even know it was Christmas…" Panic flooded to her face as she grabbed Ino's shoulders and shook her roughly.

That was until a very wicked smile crept up on the edges of her face, startling Ino at how evil and devilish Sakura looked.

"Though." Sakura began, pulling at Ino's sweater. "I think we could get those whips and lingerie in to good use, huh?"

Ino gulped.

(A/N: PEANUT BUTTER JELLY TIME. Merry Belated Christmas dudes and dudettes ;D Not checked in grammar just yet because I wanted to put this up so fucking badly. Anyway, cough.)