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Previously on Dangerously Sixteen: Finally, Naruto and Hinata's first date!
Disclaimer: The characters that you have never heard of belong to me, and the ones that you have heard of belong to the sole creator of the series of Naruto. However, this story is copyrighted under my possession and should not be plagiarized at anytime and anywhere.
Title: Chapter 31
Construction workers tilted their hats and greeted Mr. and Mrs. Haruno near the entrance. As they left, the man ambled toward his office room and his wife climbed up the spiral staircase.
"Honey? Is everything all right in there?" Mrs. Haruno softly tapped on her daughter's door with a small fist.
She heard soft music playing in the background, however Mrs. Haruno could not make out the lyrics since the door clearly muffled the sound quite well. The woman heard water running and realized her daughter was in the bathroom.
While walking back to her bedroom, her husband called out to her from downstairs.
"Is everything ok with Sakura?" his voice was rough but yet benign.
Looking across the terrace near the stairs, Mrs. Haruno peered her head over the railing and nodded her head.
Turning off the water faucet, Sakura gracefully twirled her towel around her long hair. Gazing at the mirror, she dressed in her silk robe and slipped into her favorite comfortable slippers.
She opened the medicine cabinet and retrieved moisturizer and a facial cleanser. Her finger firmly pressed against the nozzle and a creamy foam-like substance spurted into a quarter-sized puddle in the palm of her hand.
Sakura slowly painted the cream upon her face and closed her eyes. She then turned the faucet on and rinsed her face with cold running water. Grabbing the nearest facial towel, she dabbed the cotton texture onto her pale face and applied lotion to moisturize her skin.
Removing her hair towel, Sakura pulled a comb from a drawer and ran it through her wet strands. She later walked over to the outlet and plugged in her blow dryer. Hot puffs streaked against her hair, as she maneuvered the dryer in various positions toward her head. She ran her comb around her hair, and later laced her hair with a tight red ribbon.
As she stepped out of her bathroom, Sakura let out a tired sigh. She gazed around her room and attempted to smirk. Her room had never looked the same. To her right, she noticed that her father had gotten the glass window fixed, and added an extra lock onto the handles for additional security.
To her left, her canopy bed was placed in the center of the room. Her pillows were placed toward the back of the headboard, with her name engraved in gold against the crimson wood.
Her television sat still upon a dresser in front of her bed, and noticed some of her old posters hanging on the wall. Sakura's mother must have pinned them up to add some "old feeling" to her room.
It still doesn't look the same, or even feel the same, Sakura thought to herself. Closing the bathroom door behind her, Sakura lied on her bed and gazed at the silk covering of her canopy.
Her room was quiet.
Taking in the scent of her room, Sakura closed her eyes and drifted off to a momentary reverie.
"Sakura…"
"Sakura…"
"Sakura…"
A muffled whisper echoed against the wide glass window of Sakura's bedroom.
Rolling onto her side, Sakura opened her eyes and glanced at her window. A smile crept on her face as she greeted her favorite visitor.
She slowly opened the screen door by a few inches and poked her head out.
"Hi stranger," Sakura's smile released a subtle shine.
"I thought maybe we could hang out," her raven-haired visitor held up a few bottles in front of Sakura, "maybe a few drinks here and there,"
"My parents are home," Sakura turned to check if anyone was behind her door.
Letting himself in, Sasuke placed the bottles on Sakura's dresser and sat on her bed.
"This is comfy, is it new?" He placed his arms under his head as if they were his pillows.
"Yes," Sakura replied as she lied beside Sasuke.
Sasuke took a few sharp breaths and rolled onto his left side to face Sakura, and she did the same thing.
"You didn't have to come over," Sakura muttered. Her face was a few inches away from Sasuke's.
"It's the least I could do…" Sasuke answered, and held Sakura's hand close to his neck, "after everything that's happened,"
Turning away, Sasuke grabbed a few bottles in his hands and handed one to Sakura.
"Nice," Sakura turned the bottle to see the brand.
"Sneaked some from my home, you like?" Sasuke took a sip from his flask.
"It's good," Sakura took several drinks from the bottle. When she was halfway finished, she placed it on her dresser and fell on her bed and giggled.
"I feel good," she chuckled.
"Vodka, straight up," Sasuke took some more sips as Sakura wrapped her arms around Sasuke.
"No need to get wild," Sasuke laughed as Sakura giggled as she felt her body up against him.
"I need some more drinks," Sakura's voice trailed off.
"No, you don't need anymore, I do," Sasuke finished Sakura's drink and swallowed half of his liquid from the flask.
Flushing lightly, Sakura stretched herself on her bed, and lifted her body up. She rested herself on her elbows, as they pressed against the soft mattress.
NOTE: To make this chapter seem worthwhile, play "Hands" by Jewel while you read this…it'll really set you in the mood.
Her long cherry hair bounced from her shoulders in curls. Her lips were curved and shone a hint of glitter from the lip gloss she recently applied on.
Sasuke helplessly couldn't take his eyes off of her.
Breaking his gaze, Sakura asked Sasuke, "What happened to us, Sasuke? What went wrong?" she turned to lock eyes with him.
Looking into those clear black orbs, Sakura could find her answer.
Sakura rolled onto her stomach and rested her arms on her pillows, "If Kaiya…" as she said her name, it sent a chill down her spine.
"If Kaiya had never come into the picture, do you think…" Sakura bit her lip as Sasuke listened, "do you think we could have…"
Sasuke had a smug look on his face and inched toward Sakura. His hands caressed her soft cheeks that were soft as cotton, and his fingers ran down to her lips that were red as roses. With a few inches between them, Sakura placed her hand on his face and her nose touched his.
"Maybe we could have…" Sakura whispered.
Sasuke placed a finger on her lips to shush her, "Shh," he closed his eyes and leaned toward Sakura and placed his lips upon hers.
Sakura massaged Sasuke's shoulders as he shifted his position. On top of her, he stroked his tongue in the young girl's mouth and held her face as if she were fragile.
His hands trailed down from her neck and reached the silk rope of Sakura's robe and slowly untied the ribbon that was on her waist.
Sakura opened her eyes and placed her hands over his, "Sasuke…" a worried expression appeared on her face.
"We don't have to, if you don't," Sasuke playfully rubbed her stomach with his thumb.
"You just love to tempt me, don't you?" Sakura tugged on Sasuke's shirt, and kissed him.
She wrapped her legs around Sasuke's waist and softly murmured.
"Oh, god…" Sakura dug her nails onto his bare back.
Sasuke placed his lips on her neck and left butterfly kisses toward her chest.
"That tickles!" Sakura laughed nervously as Sasuke held her hands and kissed her palms.
"Come here!" Sakura pulled him down to her body and they rolled around her bed.
"Sasuke!" Sakura laughed as the two accidentally rolled off the bed.
A/N: I hope you liked the chapter, please review!