"Stop… clinging… too much!" Sasuke hissed.

Sakura pouted. "Your arm is so strong!" she chirped.

Sasuke gritted his teeth. "I don't care." He growled. "Just get off!"

"Oooh, Sasuke-kun, you don't want me?" came her purring voice.

"Yes. So get your hands off now." Sasuke snarled.

"You're lying…" Sakura drawled slowly. "…Sasuke-kun." The Uchiha gritted his teeth. The way she mentioned his name was maddening him. How long can he stand this? With hormones like his, he will go crazy anytime.

He could not leave her alone, though. Tsunade ordered him ("it's A MISSION, Uchiha," she growled) to look after her. ("she's sick, well, kind of," she added). Tsunade did not trust Naruto and Kakashi to handle the situation. Naruto would tie her up to a tree ("If I were you, I'd tie her up and—""Say no more, dobe," he snapped, the idea of tying her up was appealing, especially if he'd tie her up to his bedpost) while Kakashi would give her tongue exercises ("waggle it, up and down, side to side, I think for better practice, you should eat at least 50 popsicles and 60 lollipops to improve the strength of your suck! And oh, have you seen the latest flavor of candy snack?" "Just SHUT THE FUCK UP, Kakashi," Sasuke growled).

He was annoyed. Instead of training, he was stuck to babysitting his horny teammate. Moreover, Tsunade reminded him that he SHOULD not try to take advantage of the girl.

"As if he would!" Naruto snorted. "That bastard's gender is questionable—AHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" he flew up past the ozone layer.

Kakashi, on the other hand, had a different view. "This will be a perfect opportunity for him to control his urges. A ninja should not want, should not feel and should not lose control." Sasuke shot him a venomous look. "Tsk. You're an Uchiha, alright, but still a boy. And Sakura's pretty—"he was rewarded with a smile from the girl. "—it would not be hard to get a hard-on."

"Damn you, Kakashi." Sasuke growled.

…and so, here he was, getting tortured ("but many men would love to take your place!" Kakashi said) and getting horny as well. But no! He will survive this little hell. He will never, never, never— What the hell!

"Wow! Your hair's silky! I love it…" said Sakura, her fingers playing with his hair. Sasuke ripped his head away from her.

"Sakura… get away from me."

"I… can't! I want to have se—"

"…shut up!" he growled, blushing. "…you're so annoying."

"Because you want me so much?"

"NO." he snapped.

Sakura giggled behind her hand. "You're lying."

"I'm not." Sasuke retorted determinedly.

"You don't want me?" she whispered, her green eyes glittering.

"Not in the least."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Let's find out then…" Sakura scooted closer, pressing her body to his. "…if you're telling the truth." Sasuke opened his mouth to snap at her but Sakura leaned forward and kissed him, pushing back his words to his throat. Her hand clutched at his nape, drawing his face closer to her to kiss him deeper.

Don't kiss her back, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't, don't—

He groaned and unconsciously pulled the girl closer, kissing her back vigorously, deepening the torrid kiss. A satisfied moan resounded from her and she embraced him closer, their bodies warm and perfectly molding. Their lips glide with ease, mouths opened with tongues entwined.

Damn it… Sasuke thought, cupping the base of her head to kiss her more. He didn't realize that he was almost gobbling her lips, his tongue twisting around hers. He felt her pulling back to catch air but he didn't let her. He pressed his mouth harder and ignored the fact that he too, needed air.

"Ahem." Someone cleared his throat behind Sakura. "Uchiha and Haruno making out in broad daylight. Now, that's news."

Snapping out of his horny state, Sasuke broke the kiss and glared at the speaker.

"Hyuuga," growled Sasuke. Sakura turned her face to the side and smiled prettily, her lips swollen and bloody red from Sasuke's onslaught of rough kisses.

"Neji-kun!"

Sasuke's brows twitched. "Neji-kun?" he hissed dangerously to her ear. His arms were still around her hips and her hands were on his shoulders.

The girl smiled at him. "Don't be jealous, my pet! You're my number one and my ONLY one!"

"Whatever…" he muttered and let go of her waist.

Hyuuga crossed his arms. "So," he raised a mocking brow. "Finally hitting puberty, huh?"

"Shut the hell up," Sasuke snarled.

Neji smirked. "Sorry to disturb. But may I suggest you do it somewhere… bushy."

Sasuke's face darkened.

Hyuuga's smirk widened. "You know… like behind a bush or something."

Sakura's eyes widened. "Wow… you're a GENIUS!"

"Shut up," snapped Sasuke at Sakura. "And you," he sneered at Neji, "keep your perverted thoughts to yourself."

Neji shrugged. "Just trying to help… good thing I saw you made out with her. I'm starting to think you're asexual."

Sasuke growled and gave him a finger. "Fuck off." He grabbed Sakura's wrist and dragged her away.

"Bye, Neji-san!!" Sakura called over her shoulder. "Wow… he's also hot…"

"Shut up." Sasuke snapped.

"Ohh… Sasuke-kun, don't worry! You're still the hottest guy here…" she paused. "And I liked your butt better."

Sasuke inhaled sharply. Damn it.

"Am I improving? I got you to kiss me back! Does it mean I'm getting better?"

"No." he said sarcastically.

"WHAT!" she stopped dead in her tracks.

Frowningly, Sasuke looked back at her. "What's wrong with you?"

"I haven't improved?" she pressed the tip of her pointer against her cheek, pondering. Sasuke watched her intently, his gaze on her swollen lips. His eyes darkened when she bit her pouty bottom lip and licked her upper lip.

"Okay then!" she pumped a fist in the air. "50 Popsicles then!" Sakura wrenched her wrist from his hand and ran to the nearest Popsicle stand.

"50 popsicles please!" she screamed to the astounded owner.

"50…? But—"

"YES! 50! For my tongue exercise!"

"For what?"

Sasuke caught up with her. "Don't mind her. Just give her one." Sasuke said harshly.

"But Kakashi-sensei said—"

"Don't be stupid." He retorted. "Just give her one."

"Okay…"

"I LIKE LEMON!"

Sasuke winced. Hell… The owner gave her what she wanted. Sakura beamed. "Thanks so muuuuch, mister!" she unwrapped the sweet and licked it slow. She glanced at him and smiled. Sasuke frowned. While licking, Sakura walked to the direction of the training grounds with Sasuke next to her.

"Wow… this is good. Kakashi-sensei is right! This will help me improve my kissing!" Sakura exclaimed and licked the Popsicle excitedly. Sasuke watched her uncomfortably, the way her pink tongue lapped at the Popsicle.

Fuck, now he was imagining that tongue…somewhere down inside his pants. She sucked and licked the sweet, her eyes on him, half-lidded and glowing with desire. To disguise his arousal, the Uchiha glared at her but his mind was somewhere else.

An image flashed before his eyes.

It was so erotic that he had to bite his tongue to stifle his groan.

"Damn it." He cursed, wiping his jaw that trickle with sweat with the back of his hand. Sakura smiled then tiptoed, kissing his lips. Involuntarily, he kissed back.

Sakura smiled against his lips. "You tasted better than lemon." Sasuke snorted, placed a hand at her back and pulled her close for another kiss. With her free hand, Sakura dragged her fingernails over his bicep, down to the side of his body. She squeezed his hip bone, slid her fingers lower until—

"Stop." Sasuke dragged out breathlessly, his hand catching hers before it touch his crotch. "Damn it, Sakura. You don't know what the hell you're doing." He rasped against her bottom lip.

But you're enjoying it. His inner persona sneered.

"Sasuke…kun…-"

He stepped back until they were arm length away from each other.

"Don't come closer." He warned, discreetly hiding his hard-on.

"But…-"

"Sakura." He narrowed his eyes at her. The girl innocently stared back, the Popsicle between her teeth. She licked the remaining sweet and tweaked the stick away.

"I want to have some fun, Sasuke-kun." Sasuke groaned mentally at this. "I want to have some fun…with you." Sakura said nonchalantly. "I want you."

He momentarily closed his eyes.

"I want you so much…"

But when he opened his eyes, Sakura was already clinging to him, her mouth on his skin. "Sakura…" Don't. Think. About— but images flooded inside his mind.

Panting lips. Disheveled damp hair. Creamy legs. Perky breasts— he clenched his fists. Then a scream as he thrust—

"Sasuke…kun… faster… HARDER—"

He's going crazy. Officially going crazy. He was hearing things, seeing things. Somebody. Help him.

She was breathing against his ear. "Oh, Sasuke-kun… the dreams I had of you…" she pressed closer to him. "…they were so…hot."

"Damn it…" he recalled with a wince the dreams he had had of her. "Get off." He tried to sound determined. Instead, it sounded breathless.

Sakura pouted, puling back her face to look at his eyes. "You don't want me, Sasuke-kun?"

"Absolutely."

She sighed dramatically. "Fine."

Sasuke blinked.

Sakura grinned. "You're not the ONLY hot guy here." He frowned darkly. "Okaaaaaay, you're the hottest but Kiba's still smokin'!"

Sasuke started to glare.

"And Gaara! And Neji! And even CHOUJI—"

He suddenly grabbed her shoulders and crushed his mouth on hers roughly. The girl was so shocked and before she could kiss him back, he broke the kiss and flashed his swirling Sharingan at her.

"…you kissed me." Sakura whispered dazedly. His grip on her shoulders tightened painfully but Sakura didn't seem to mind. She smiled at him, her lips swollen.

"You know what… I don't mind doing it with you in the woods. Take me against the tree, rip off my clothes…" she smiled as though she was just talking about candy flavors. "…and I will obey whatever you want me to do."

He growled, his eyes flashing redder. It was…tempting.

Push her against the tree.

Tell her to get down to her knees and she will do it.

No one will see. No one will hear her screams. Her cries. She's weak. So small. So fragile. His eyes dropped low below her chin, at the two round ample breasts.

One push.

Tear off her clothes.

And she'll be his to take.

Ravage her. Tear her apart. Make her bleed.

Unconsciously, he was licking his lips.

Come on. You know you want it.

He swallowed down his lust and released her shoulders. "No." he ripped out harshly.

Sakura stared up at him with wide innocent eyes before sighing deeply. "Okay." Sasuke spared her a questioning glance. With her fingers, she combed her hair and smoothed down her skirt.

Sasuke narrowed his eyes. "Where are you going?"

She flashed him a smile. "I'm going to find my soulmate!"

"Are you insane?" Sasuke demanded.

"Noooo. Since Sasuke-kun doesn't want Sakura-chan, Sakura-chan is going to look for another soul mate!"

Sasuke's expression was…? He gave two slow (…very slow) blinks. (…that's how dumbfounded he was. Pathetic.) If only Sakura was normal, she would have laughed like a maniac. Sasuke's expression was similar to Naruto's when he was asked what does a 'centipede' looked like.

"Another hot guy who can make me scream!"

Sasuke jerked at this. Then his arm convulsed for a long (really long) time for Sakura was gone before he could say—

"Damn it."

Then followed suit.

Tsk. Thus, the race begins!

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… see Sakura run…