A/N: I am so sorry this took so long. It looks like most of my reviewers have deserted me. I had less then half of what I normally do. I'm not stressing it too much. I would write this story even if no one reviewed it, but it's just nice to know what people think. Ok after this we have one more to go then it will be complete. Next will be the sequel, but that wont be start until I am about half way done with AL, at least. I would tell ya'll to go read it, but I KNOW my SasuSaku fans wont. HAHAHAHA it's KankyGaa. I love ya'll any ways! Oh yeah and here's what ya'll have been waiting for: my SasuSaku lemon. It was a long time coming, but here it is! Wow... This is a really long authoress note... ON TO THE STORY!
Warning: There will be both a yaoi, and het lemon in this chapter, plus a semi-rape.
Disclaimer: I do not own. Na no da. Na no da... (Yay Shuichi!)
Last time:
She smiled back at him. She had heard about the emotional rock his brother was: so uncaring, so cold. He reminded her a lot of Jin. Just the absolute fear that man could instill in people was mind blowing. Itachi had the same charisma attached to his aura. Without realizing what was happening, she pulled her face up to his, and kissed him lightly on the lips. "Thank you. I don't think I could be with you if you turned into your bother."
Sasuke gave her a confused look. "Sakura, what are you talking about?"
"Come on. A smart boy like you can figure it out." She smiled lightly up at him. Whatever you do, just don't hurt me. Okay?" She brought her lips to his confused face. "Stay with me. Be with me. I'm ready."
Chapter 12: For the Sake of Being Wanted.
Sakura sighed into the hesitant kiss. She knew why she felt the hesitation, dare she say, fear in what she was doing. She really couldn't take that feeling she had felt so long ago. True the drugs "helped", but in the end she was left worst off. The same phrase kept running through her mind. 'Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me.'
It took a moment for Sasuke to comprehend what events were taking place. 'Why is she doing this? I thought she didn't want this right now.' Then it all seemed to fall into place when her last words replayed in his head.
"Stay with me. Be with me. I'm ready."
Sasuke took this as a sign, and slowly responded to her kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. Sasuke pulled away slightly, ghosting his lips across her cheek as he spoke. "Sakura. Are you sure this is what you want? I don't know if I will be able to stop myself once this gets started."
She smiled and looked up into those eyes that reminded her of night itself. "Mmhmm. This time I won't stop myself from being happy. I don't want to."
Although the voice in the back of her head kept screaming at her to stop what she was doing, she ignored it. She had always followed the voices in her head. This time she followed what her heart wanted, and what it had wanted ever since the first night he took care of her. That was the night she knew she cared for him. She didn't know how much until he pressed his lips to hers again.
That feeling of desire and fear all mixed together. She wanted it to stop, but at the same time, she knew she couldn't. Sakura ran her cold hands up past his neck, and played with his hair. Sasuke slowly lifted up her shirt, and pulled it over her head. He broke the kiss and pulled her into an embrace. He was never good at talking, or expressing anything remotely romantic. He just let his actions speak for him. He held her there for a moment letting her skin warm him.
"Umm Sasuke?" About this time he noticed that one of her hands had left his hair and was now tracing small circles against the waistline of his pants. He pulled back slightly to look into her eyes. This time there was no trace of fear, or the emptiness he had seen the time before.
Both began undressing the other, each touch bringing more desire then the previous one. Soon both bodies lay naked next to the other. Sasuke pushed himself up to lie on top of her, slowly trailing his tongue down the side of her neck. She let out a gasp, and softly raked her nails up his back. "Sasuke, I want more."
He laughed slightly at her pleading. "And I plan on keeping it that way."
She moaned in protest, arching her back into him. "No, stop teasing. It's not fun."
"Oh, but it is fun. I like to watch your reactions. They entertain me." He sat back to take in her reaction, and was surprised when he saw her smiling.
"Sasuke." She pulled him back down to her, and setting a fiery kiss on his lips. "Entertain this."
With more power then either knew she possessed, Sasuke found himself underneath the pink haired beauty. She sat across his waist, and leaned down to his face. "So how's this for a reaction." Before he could manage an answer Sakura pushed herself down onto him.
The Uchiha let out an undignified moan. "I think I like your reactions better Sasuke." She spoke through short heated breaths.
The battle for dominance never left even during acts of love. Both parties tried to outdo the other. What started out sweet and caring turned into an act more animalistic then anything else.
In the end both laid there on the bed, out of breath. Sakura laughed quietly as she rested her head on his chest. "I think I might have overdid it." She was rubbing her now freshly bruised hips. "What do you think?"
He placed his hand over hers, and nuzzled his head into her neck. "That's nothing compared to what my back probably looks like."
"Hmm. Yeah your neck too. Sorry about that."
Sasuke slid his hands around her waist and pulled her closer to him. "Don't worry I'm fine."
"'Kay." She smiled softly before closing her eyes, and falling asleep.
The next morning Sakura awoke with a plan of genius. Instead of buying everyone Christmas presents, she would just throw a huge party. She slowly tried to pry Sasuke off of her, so she could start making the necessary arrangements. Sasuke's arms, however, had a mind of their own. 'Ugh. Even in his sleep he's stubborn.' She started to pull a little harder and couldn't help but laugh when he started to frown in his sleep.
"No." He tightened his grip.
"Sasuke. I need to take a shower, and go home. I want to get ready for Christmas. It is in a few days you know."
He slowly opened his eyes, glaring against the light. "Fine." He let go, and rolled over. He began to pout, upset that he had lost his warmth.
"I'll call you when I'm done." She didn't really make out a reply. It sounded more like a muffled grunt more then anything else. She got up and made her way into his bathroom. He pretty much had everything she needed here. I mean, hell, all a girl needs in her life is some black eyeliner, and she's happy. And Sasuke had plenty of that.
She hummed softly while washing the remnants from the other night away. 'Well seeing as I already gave Sasuke his Christmas present, he doesn't need to get anything else. Or I could just give him that again. I'm sure he won't mind. As for the party… Hell, why should I just keep it for my friends? I'll just invite everyone. That way, they won't feel left out.'
She climbed out of the shower, got dressed, and applied some dark blue eyeliner. 'Wow. I never thought Sasuke would have colors. He seemed like a "black" person to me.' She opened the door, and found a very lazy Sasuke wrapped up in his bed still.
"Sasuke. I'm leaving." At the sound of her voice he opened his eyes. Eventually his hand came outside the blanket, and he motioned her to come back to him. "What is it? I need to go. I have a lot of planning to do."
She walked over waiting for him to speak. He just kept staring at her through his nigrescent(1) orbs "What?" she huffed. This was taking to long, and she had a lot of planning to do within the next few days.
"Nothing. I just wanted to look at you one more time."
She smiled at his sweetness. "Aw, Sasuke, you act like I'm going to leave you and never come back."
"You never know. You might walk out and never come back."
"Didn't I tell you not to leave me? So why on earth would I not come back?"
He just shrugged. "Hey. I mean shit happens right? You think everything is going good, and then one day you might just up and leave me. Look what happened to Gaara and Neji."
Sakura automatically jumped to Gaara's defense. "First of all, you don't know what you're talking about when it comes to him so don't try. Yeah they did break up, and only a few people know why. I guarent-fucking-tee that Neji doesn't even know the real reason behind the break up. Secondly, that won't happen to us." She softened her voice slightly. "It just won't. I care about you. More than you will ever know. I wont hurt either on of use by pulling out of this. I'm yours now, and that's how it will stay."
Sasuke seemed confused at first. He was shocked that she jumped on him like that. In the end he was happy, and at least some of the doubt was washed from his mind. "Alright. Just come here for a second."
She leaned down. He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her down onto his bed. "Mmm. You smell good."
She giggled. "I smell like you." She pushed herself up and walked away. "I'll call you later. Oh, and get out of bed, you lazy-ass!" She shut the door, and walked out of the house.
It took two days of non-stop planning, but she had done it. The rooms, food, alcohol, and even a mile long guest list were all completed. Although she hadn't talked to anyone in those two days, both Sasuke, and Hinata had blown up her phone. She told them that she couldn't be bothered, but they insisted on calling her every five minutes. Eventually she cut her phone off, and all they got was this message:
Christmas is coming, so if you want your damn present. LEAVE ME ALONE! Beep.
Everything was perfect. Anybody that wanted in could be there. She had used her spending money for food to buy out an entire hotel floor. She took one final look at the set up. 'Oh, shit. I got to get home, and change, or I'll be late to my own party.'
Gaara was still seriously debating on weather or not he should go. Both Temari and Kankurou had a prior engagement, so neither one was going with him, but it was Sakura's party; he became semi-attached to her. They were just so much alike. She understood him, and could relate to him. He still didn't want to have any problems while he was there. In the end he shrugged and sighed before making his way to the shower.
After the shower, Gaara got out, and made himself as festive as possible. Him being Gaara, the closest he got to "festive" was black and red.
"Damn Gaara. You look like the Santa from hell!" A small laugh was heard outside the bathroom door.
Gaara dropped the eyeliner from the abrupt interruption. "What do you want Temari?"
"Awww. Gaara. I just wanted to see you off on you very first Christmas party." She stepped into the bathroom decked out in a short black dress, and her hair straightened, swaying right below her shoulders.
"Um, Aneki..." Temari looked up at Gaara. "Are you sure you're going to an office party? You looked, well... sexed up."
Temari fell over laughing. "Thanks for that wonderful description Gaara. You should go check out Kankurou. He looks worse then me."
"What is he in, a leather bra and chaps?" Gaara got an evil glint in his eye. "Maybe even a wig?"
Temari sputtered. "I wouldn't go that far. If you're the Santa from hell, then he's the devil himself on Christmas Go see for yourself."
Gaara quickly finished putting on his red eyeliner, and made his way to Kankurou's room. Sure enough Kankurou was sitting at his mirror swiftly putting on his normal face paint. After he was finished he turned to Gaara.
"What you think, little one?" Kankurou let out a devilish smile while Gaara took in his appearance. Black pants with Red belts buckling down both legs. His black shirt had numerous chains falling from the sleeves, and a black hat, with kitty ears. Instead of his normal purple paint, his face was accented with a dark blood red.
"Hn. Looks like Aneki was right. You do look like the devil himself."
"See! See I told you!" Temari jumped up behind Gaara, causing him to flinch from her loudness. "We're one fucked up family, yeah?" She smiled looking at both her brothers. "I want a picture of us. Even though we won't be together this Christmas eve, we'll have at least one memory together." She disappeared to get the camera.
"There's no way to get out of this one, is there?" Both brothers sighed as Temari arrived with the camera and stand.
"Okay. I will set this up to take it in thirty seconds." Temari began playing with the buttons. While Kankurou, and Gaara just laughed at her giddy-ness. They stood there impatiently until a high pitched "ready!" was heard.
Temari walked around to stand in the middle of her two brothers. She pulled Gaara to her chest, while Kankurou hung his arm over Temari, all having slight smiles on their faces. Sometime later, Temari would pull out that same picture, and noticed that Gaara never looked happier than he did lying against her.
All three siblings made their way out the door, Gaara to the hotel, Temari to her office, and Kankurou to the club. It sucked that he had to work tonight, but they needed money, so that's the end of whatever argument he would have came up with.
Hinata was running around frantically. 'Oh no, I'm going to be so late! It's just not fair. The party started over thirty minutes ago. Her blue dress spinning around her as she put the final touches on her appearance. "Neji-nii-san! Are you coming?" She yelled down the hall to her cousin's room.
A muffled reply was heard, but Hinata couldn't make it out. After she finished her make-up, she made her way to his room. "Neji." She knocked softly.
"Come in, Hinata."
She pushed the door open to find him lying back on his bed, his black pants accented by the silver shirt and eyeliner. His pale eye stood out even more so then usual. "So, are you coming Neji?" she spoke softly to him. It was true that she had become bolder, but she was still the same quiet Hinata, especially around her cousin.
Neji flipped over to look at her. She truly looked beautiful. Her blue off-the-shoulder dress fit tightly around her waist before flaring out at her hips. Her hair had been pulled up loosely, a few strands stubbornly hanging in her face. The fishnet stockings, however, took away from the completely innocent look she was giving off, as did the knee-high boots.
"You look stunning Hinata." Neji spoke slowly, before getting of his bed.
She blushed slightly, still not used to be given compliments. "Th-thank you. So, are you coming?"
"Mmhmm. I'm going to take my own car. I got to pick up Deidara too." He walked out of the room, pausing at the stairs. "Oh just to let you know. Uzumaki is not going to nail you tonight. So don't even think about it."
Hinata went wide-eyed and just stared back at him. "Neji!" She yelled completely mortified that her cousin would say something like that.
"You might want to go now. You're already late aren't you?"
She nodded and followed her cousin down the stairs, and both made their way to the respected vehicles.
Sasuke stood there tapping his foot impatiently. "How long is it going to take her to get ready?" He sighed audibly. "This is ridiculous. She's going to be late to her own party!" He stomped up the stairs to hurry her up. "Sakura!"
Sakura was sitting on her bed, holding her phone in her hand. Willing the tears to stay in her eyes, and not pour down her face. Tsunade just called. She had gotten more information on what was going to happen inside the company. Her life was officially over.
"Hello?"
"Sakura? It's Tsunade." She heard the happiness in her voice, and debated about breaking the news to her.
"Oh merry Christmas! I was just getting ready for my party." She had totally missed the traces of sadness in the elder's voice.
"Listen Sakura. I have more information for you."
"I don't really care about that dick-wads organization, but whatever. What is it now?"
Tsunade let out a long sigh before she continued. "First I want to tell you a little bit about your mother, and her role in the company."
"Go on." A trace of hesitation left in her voice.
"When she met Jin, I was automatically made her keeper. That's why I was around so much. Sakura, your mom's job was to help concrete Jin's business deals."
"So she wrote the contracts? I mean, yeah, so what? Jin thinks I'm going to do dirty contracts for him and his lackeys? I don't think so."
"No, Sakura. She was used as a bargaining chip, so to speak. Her job was to make sure the other person said yes."
Sakura did still not fully understand the implications of what her teacher was saying. "What does any of this have to do with me?"
"Sakura, your mother was used as a whore. She slept with the men so they would say yes, and did so for several years. Jin threatened to take away everything if she refused. As much as she hated it, she kept doing it just so you wouldn't be harmed."
"Y-y-you're lying! No! My mother was not some common street whore!"
Tsunade stopped Sakura's ranting. "You're right! Your mother was a kind, and caring woman. She was just in to deep, and couldn't pull herself out. She eventually did, just not soon enough. Tsunade was silently sobbing on the other line.
"What do you me--? Oh. Oh, God! That's the reason she dead? She stopped sleeping with people? That's the fucking reason my mother is dead?"
"Sakura, I'm sorry. I tried to get her out, but I had a leak in my rankings, and Jin found out. I'm so sorry. I couldn't protect her."
"My mother is dead because she refused to be a whore..." Her mind slowly slipped into the conversation that her and Tsunade had when they met again.
"How the hell did you get out without being killed?"
"We will just say that Jin owes me a really big favor, and he let me out because of it. I did so much dirty work for that organization. He really didn't have a choice in the matter."
Sakura couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "That whole thing is nothing but dirty work, and you know it."
"Sakura. You're next. You will be Jin's new bargaining chip. That's what he wants from you. "
"What the hell? I'm not even eighteen yet! How the hell does he think that's going to work?"
"You won't know until your eighteenth birthday. I am going to try to find a way out of this for you, Sakura. Please just stay calm."
Sakura laughed slightly. "You want me to stay calm? I'm going to be a fucking whore, and you're not even there anymore. So who's going to protect me now? Huh? I'm not going to do it. I'll just tell him no." Sakura knew that telling Jin a simple "no" wouldn't work."
"I don't know, Sakura. Please don't do anything rash. I will still keep you updated, and I'll figure something out."
After that she hung up the phone to leave Sakura sitting on her bed. 'I'm nothing but a whore.'
Sakura was brought out of her musings when there was a knock at her door. "Come on Sakura you're late to your own party. She laughed before giving her shaky reply.
"I'm coming."
Sakura stepped out of her room, her black halter-dress clinging tightly to her hips, stopping right above her knees. Her hair was left down and slightly waved. She had chains wrapped around her waist for a belt, letting them hang loosely. She had on a pair of red finger-less gloves, and very surprisingly, little make-up - a thin line of liquid eyeliner, and dark red lipstick.
Sasuke stared in awe. 'Okay, so it was worth the wait.' He looked back up at her face noticing the pained look in her eye, and gave her a questioning look.
"Merry Christmas, Sasuke." She smiled slightly before kissing him forcefully. 'God. I'm never going to be able to do this again. Who wants to date a whore?'
Sasuke was stunned, but kissed her back. "Let's go."
Sakura, and Sasuke pulled up to find quite a few people already inside.
"Let's go find our friends."
The first thing Sakura did was made her way to the table of loaded alcohol. She mixed herself a rather strong drink, and a shot, downing both quickly.
"Starting off rather early tonight, aren't we?"
She jumped before turning around. "Gaara. Shit, don't scare me like that!" She clutched her chest, and tried to calm down her breathing. "I'm glad you decided to make it. I thought crowds weren't your thing."
Gaara shrugged. "I thought I would make a small appearance and get some free alcohol in the process." He quickly made himself a drink. Sakura had offered, but he declined. The way she was making drinks, she was likely to end up in the hospital tonight.
"Thanks for coming anyways, even if you are using me for my alcohol." She laughed before giving him a small hug, and making her way back to Sasuke. Both danced for a little bit, before Sakura saw Hinata. She waved spastically, the alcohol setting in.
"Hinata! Damn you look hot." A few people turned to stare. Sakura ran up to her friend, and gave her a tight hug. "I see you are going to go after Naruto tonight." She nudged her friend in the ribs.
"What about me?"
Hinata's face when from the color of Gaara's hair to the paleness of the white tile on the floor. "Nothing, Naruto. Nothing at all."
He gave them a questioning look before shrugging it off. "You are looking hot, if I do say so myself Hinata." He wrapped his arm around her shoulder. "Wanna dance?"
She nodded, and both of them were off. Sakura looked around. She spied Sasuke by the bar, and made her way over there. 'Perfect. I can make me another drink.'
She made small talk with a few people, and had to force Ino to leave. She was blatantly falling all over Sasuke, and Sakura was getting very irritated. Seeing a knowing look from her, Sasuke pried Ino off of him. Sakura walked over, ignoring the taunts coming from the blond bitch. She wrapped her arms around Sasuke's neck, and glanced over at Ino.
"You just wish you were me." Before Ino could protest Sakura brought her lips to Sasuke's and started a small make-out session in the middle of the floor, Sasuke being the one to break it. His girlfriend's limitless control had faded very fast with a not-so-small amount of alcohol.
"Let's sit down for a little bit." Sakura nodded, walking away to one of the couches. Instead of sitting next to him, she took this opportunity to sit in his lap. Not hearing any protest she curled up and stayed there, the whole time watching Hinata, and Naruto dance.
"They look quite close."
Sasuke nodded. "Yeah, but do you think that fool will ever find out that she likes him?"
"Haven't a clue."
Gaara was seriously debating on whether or not to leave. He made his appearance, and had gotten some drinks. It was an hour and a half into the party, and he was becoming bored. Just before he was about to leave, Neji came in the door, not pausing for more then a second before making a beeline to the alcohol bottle.
Instead of making a drink he grabbed a random bottle to chug, praying the entire time that he did not get sick. Hesitatly, Gaara made his way over there. They were on speaking terms now, so he should at least say "hi."
He made his way over to Neji, giving him a bewildered look. 'How can someone drink so much alcohol in one sitting.'
"What?" Neji stopped to speak before downing more alcohol.
"Nothing. I just wanted to come say "hi." I'm about to leave, so I guess this is good-bye too."
Neji grabbed his wrist as Gaara was walking away. "Wait. Care to keep me company for a little while? It's been a rough night."
Gaara shrugged and let Neji lead him away to sit down. Not once did Gaara see his lips leave that bottle. Once they sat down, an uncomfortable silence pounded through them over the music. "So, what did you want?"
Neji shrugged the alcohol finally calming him down. "I just had a bad day. I wanted to see a familiar face."
Gaara scoffed at the remark. "Why didn't you just go visit your boyfriend? I'm sure he is very familiar by now."
Neji just glared at him. "No. I don't want to see him right now. Besides, he blew me off to hang out with some of his friends. That's why he's not here. Oh yeah. And he's not my boyfriend"
Gaara raised a non-existent eyebrow. "If I didn't know any better, I would say you were jealous."
"Not really. I just wasted time going over there, arguing with him, and coming here. I don't really want another argument with you. I don't have the energy for it. I just want to relax, and enjoy the party with some nice company."
"Since when have you associated "nice" with my company?"
"What? Would you have preferred "nice-looking"? Because I can say that just as easily."
Gaara was lost in those words. 'He must be drunk if he's hitting on me so blatantly.' He paused for a moment. "Whatever works for you."
"I think I prefer nice-looking." He nodded before looking back at Gaara with heavy lidded eyes. Unconsciously he moved closer. "Hey Gaara."
"Wha--." Gaara stopped what he was saying when he found a pair of familiar lips on his. He just sighed into the kiss. He had been waiting for this for about six months. He truly missed it, even if he was unwilling to admit it now. He broke away slowly. Hearing a small "sorry" come from Neji.
He looked back at the older boy. His head hung down in shame. "I'm sorry, Gaara. I just - I don't know, really. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for being such an ass, and I'm sorry about what happened between us, and I'm just sorry."
Gaara just stared back at him. This really wasn't happening was it? Neji. The Hyuuga Neji was apologizing to him.
"Can we go somewhere and talk?"
Gaara nodded and got up, holding out a hand to steady the already drunken Neji. Making his way to the balcony, and locking the glass door behind him. There were going to be no interruptions tonight. They both say down on one of the small couches outside, the cold crisp air chilling everything around them.
"Look, I don't know where to start." Gaara sat there with his head down.
"I do." Neji took Gaara's chin into his hands and kissed him again.
This one wasn't as sweet as the one he got inside. It was more possessive. Neji wanted to claim the smaller boy. He pushed deeper into the kiss, sliding his tongue across Gaara's lips, and pushing past the barrier to the warmth inside.
The kiss tasted too purely of alcohol for Gaara's taste. He tried to push Neji back, but found his arms being held back. When Gaara tried to pull away he found Neji pushing him back onto the couch. 'This wasn't supposed to happen. He just wanted to talk!'
Gaara struggled, trying to get the older boy off of him to no avail. Neji's body weight pressed into Gaara, grinding slightly against his hips. He could hear Neji moaning into the kiss. "Stop, Neji please! You're drunk!"
"No. This is what I want. This is was you want." He shifted his weight to pull down the younger boy's pants.
Gaara took this time to curse his thin stature. 'Shit.' He struggled some more, but found it only to arouse Neji further. "No, Neji, this isn't what I wanted!" He panicked slightly. There was no one here. The blaring music drowned out all of his protest.
Neji smirked slightly before continuing his previous act. After freeing himself from his pants and placing himself at Gaara's entrance. "Yeah? Well then what do you want?"
"I just wanted-" He stopped to let out a heart-wrenching scream. The pain felt like it was going to tear him in half. "I just wanted you to love me back," he whispered as tears rolled down his face. "That's all I wanted, was for you to love me." He soon ignored the physical pain. All that claimed him was the numbness of his own heart.
He was brought out of his state of shock as Neji climaxed. Gaara vaguely heard his name being moaned into the night. He closed his eyes forcing everything back inside him.
'It wasn't supposed to be like this. You were just supposed to love me. I didn't want any of this.'
Gaara cried silently.
"I love you." Neji whispered, softly resting his exhausted body onto Gaara, but those words were lost to the redheaded boy.
The only sound Gaara heard was silence.
Dark's A/N's: WAHHHHHH. WHY GAARA WHY? Oh yeah I wrote it. I cried the entier time, and deleated it about three times before I sent it... Yeah I have decided to scratch the sequel to this story. Insted I will just make it a longer story. So it wont be ending anytime soon. So be happy! Sorry it took so long to get this out... work is killing me right now.
Pre-Fine-Tuning BETA Notes: (Feel free to delete these XD): OO! OMIGOD, DID NEJI DO WHAT I THINK HE DID? (reads through the entire chapter)
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Junsui Kegasu's Very Wet BETA Notes: (B!A!W!L!ING HYSTERICALLY) OMIGOD! OMIGOD! OH, MY GOD! HE DID DO WHAT I THOUGHT HE DID! (sobs for little while) On another note, it was well done, and you had me reading another het scene! Are you trying to kill me? Well…(BAWL) I keep waiting for you to get online, but it's 5:54 in the morning…and you gotsa leave for work at six…I think…so either you're asleep (WAKE UP) or you're leavin'…waaah…semeeee!