"What are you doing here?"

"Is that any way to treat your bestie, forehead? Besides, I think you will change your tune once you see what I've brought for you."

"What is it...," Sakura asked; anger and curiosity mixing when Ino came to sit beside her uninvited.

"Airplane tickets," the blonde said while thrusting the paper into Sakura's outstretched hands. "We are going on a trip! So, pack your bags."

"Wait, a second... did you say we? Who's we?"

Ino winked at her. "You'll see."

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Turns out that it wasn't just Ino and Sakura going on this little trip; everybody was going. All of their friends had been invited, by Ino's parents, to go on a mini vacation; in order to help their "darling daughter" (their words, not Sakura's) celebrate her upcoming birthday. Ino may or may not have been an influence in the matter, but that's neither here nor there at this point in time. Sakura was simply excited to get away from the humdrum of everyday life for a little while; and to the beach no less!

In just a few hours' time, she would be able to feel the sand beneath her toes and feel the refreshing ocean's breeze against her fair skin... while the calming scent of salt and all things beach related penetrated her nostrils. The idea of it all caused a gigantic smile to form across her beautiful face and Sasuke (who was sitting beside her) noticed. He reached for one of her hands and squeezed it gently, before tangling their fingers together. "So, I'm assuming you are happy about all of this," he half teased; thin lips lifting at the corners slightly.

She turned to give him a warm smile. "Of course, love. Why wouldn't I be? I get to spend an entire week at the beach with you."

"Hn," the raven-haired teen frowned, and turned to look out his window; watching on silently... as the fluffy, white clouds flew by them lazily.

Sakura chuckled. "You didn't have to come you know, Sasuke. It's not like we forced you to—"

"There was no way I was letting you go without me. You... in a bikini... on the beach. No way am I missing an opportunity to see you half-naked." Sakura slapped his bicep with her free hand and he raised his in surrender. "I'm kidding, Sakura. It might be fun to hang out with everyone. Besides, I kind of needed a break from... well, everything."

His voice grew sullen and she squeezed his hand in order to try and remind him... to reassure him... that she was there for him, if Sasuke needed her. "So, he's still upset... with us then," Sakura asked him, almost tentatively; afraid that she would be overstepping an invisible line that her boyfriend may have drawn on the subject.

"Not us...," he said while shaking his head, before huffing out a tired breath. "Me. He doesn't blame you at all, Sakura. His anger isn't towards you."

"Have... umm," she swallowed before continuing. "Have you tried talking to him about it?"

"He won't talk to me about it," Sasuke grumbled, while running his hand through his hair; mussing the inky-black locks. "He just yells. I'm surprised he even let me leave today. The stupid prick. It was probably all moms doing. She's not as angry about the situation... as he is."

Sakura held her tongue; allowing her boyfriend to vent his growing frustrations. She blamed herself solely for the ongoing circumstances that the couple had found themselves in; even though her boyfriend continued to deny that it was her fault. But... Sakura could only think that if she wasn't with him, he wouldn't be having these issues with his family. She decided to try and attempt a more cheerful approach; (for now anyway) to try and ease some of his anxieties and lighten the mood. "I'm sure by the time we get back, he will be back to normal."

"Yeah, normal. I'm not even sure that Dad knows how to be... normal." He rolled his onyx-colored eyes in slight irritation... but looked at her with an expression that showed his sincere gratitude for her attempt at making him happy. She was about respond, when a strong arm wrapped around her throat; nearly choking her in the process as the appendage pulled her closely to its owner's side.

"Can you believe it, you guys," the loud-mouthed blonde screeched as he pulled his friend in for a tight... embrace; hug; squeeze? "We get to spend a whole entire week together! Just the six of us... on the beach!"

"Yeah, it's really exciting," Sasuke glowered; eyes narrowing in frustration. "Now, can you kindly let go of my girlfriend before you kill her. I kind of like her, you idiot."

Naruto slowly released his grip on Sakura's neck, but leaned over her to retort. "Hey, I wasn't going to kill her! She's my friend too, Teme. Besides, all I was doing was giving her a fucking hug! What's wrong with that?"

"You were choking her, you fucking moron!"

"I was not! Tell him, Sakura. I wasn't choking you; was I. I didn't do anything wrong! I was just—"

Sakura tuned them out then; releasing her lover's hand from her own, so that she could move away from the bickering duo. She decided to go and sit beside her girlfriends instead; who were currently and busily planning their little mini vacation when she arrived.

"... and then I was thinking that we could maybe go out and eat at this really awesome restaurant. I am telling you now... that the seafood there is absolutely amazing!"

"I've heard that as well. But I don't think that I've ever actually been...," Hinata declared with a soft smile; her hands enthusiastically working a small ball of orange yarn, with two needles attached to it.

'She's always making something,' Sakura noted; prior to plopped down into the empty seat next to Ino. The pink-haired teen sighed, before crossing her legs in front of her; then resting her hands on her empty lap. Ino gave her a knowing smile.

"They're at it again, huh," the blonde questioned while inclining her head to the two bickering boys who didn't seem to even take notice of Sakura's sudden abscess. "I swear you two have the most handsome men, but the dumbest ones at that." Sakura scoffed at her best friend's observation.

"Hey, Sasuke isn't dumb."

"He may not be dumb, but their fighting sure is. I hope that they don't do this the whole vacation. I swear, it's like they are five-years-old sometimes. That's what I love about Sai. He's just so sweet... thoughtful... and—"

"He's a damn robot, pig. Sai has the personality of a goldfish."

Hinata, who had just brought her beverage to her lips, nearly choked on her drink and after a short coughing fit, they finally resumed; with Ino glaring daggers at the pink-haired female. "Sai... is not a robot... forehead," Ino pouted, while crossing her arms over her abundant bosom. "He's just a little bit different, that's all."

The trio looked over at the man in question and observed him closely, as he silently (animatedly) scribbled away in his notebook; the tip of his pink tongue sticking out marginally from between his parted lips. When the male felt their gazes upon him, he turned to give them (what Sakura could only assume was an attempt at) a smile, before resuming his furious sketching.

"Where... did you say you found him again?"

Ino clamped her lips tightly shut and elbowed the pinkette in the ribs before responding. "Don't be mean, forehead."

"I'm sorry...," Sakura said while nudging the girl in the shoulder affectionately. "I will stop, I promise. Besides, this trip is about you and your birthday celebration. How does it feel... to be another year older, pig?"

"The same," Ino said with a shrug. "Once you get past a certain age, the rest don't really matter to much. Am I right?"

"Umm... sure, Ino," Hinata said as she moved to a different color of yarn. This time, it was a vibrant shade of blue; one that reminded the pinkette of a certain someone's eyes.

"So, besides this restaurant you all were talking about," she stated; trying to change the subject entirely. "What do you all want to do for a whole ass week?"

"Well, I had a few ideas in mind...," Ino shrugged; light-blue eyes lowering to her long nails; as if the blonde-haired female suddenly found them to be more interesting than her friends. The other two girls exchanged a worried look between them.

Sakura didn't like the look on her best friend's face and swallowed nervously. "What, are they?"

"You will see, my little 'Virgin Mary'. In due time."

Sakura didn't like the sound of that.

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With night rapidly approaching, the small group of friends had zero time to go to the beach right away. So instead, they went straight to the rental house that Ino's parents had so graciously paid for... for the entire week. It was a beautiful beach style home; with four bedrooms and three baths. The location of the home was absolutely perfect; being only about a quarter of a mile away from the large and open waters. It also had a minute and private beach... attached to a walkway that led straight from the back porch itself.

It was beautiful. It was paradise.

After a quick (but tasty) dinner, the group retired to their respective bedrooms for the rest of the evening; (with each of the young couples getting their own rooms) and bid each other goodnight.

Being too exhausted to do much of anything besides sleep, Sakura and Sasuke prepared for bed... and before long, found themselves dozing off; with Sasuke cuddling up to his lover's plump backside... while wrapping his arm protectively around her waist.

By the next morning...

Sasuke's onyx-colored orbs came open slowly, to a bright light streaming in from the large, picture- window; with a beautiful view that overlooked the vast, sandy beach and cerulean ocean. He could hear the waves crashing against the shore, while seagulls called their morning songs as they flew past on their morning rounds; the sound soothing his worried mind, and easing some of the tension that had built up within his strong body.

He pulled Sakura closer to his chest; his arm still draped over the curve of her hips. Sasuke could feel her stirring beneath his gentle touch; but still, Sakura didn't fully awaken; not yet, anyway. The juvenile man's morning wood pressed against her backside firmly, and he had the frame of mind to contemplate with the idea of simply ignoring it. To go about his morning routine and allow his girl to sleep in... for just a little longer. But his sexual desires had finally won out over his propriety and Sasuke was soon bumping and grinding his thick, hardened shaft against her in a leisurely, sensual pattern.

It didn't take long for her to respond to his loving, practiced caresses and soft, fluid movements.

She moaned lowly in sleep before stretching; her soft, pale skin nearly luminous in the morning's light as it stretched across her half-naked flesh. Sasuke was glad that she had decided to opt for his shirt and a pair her panties only for bedtime. He had also gone light on the clothing; choosing to wear only his boxers... which would make this idea of his much easier to accomplish.

He brushed a hand along her upper thigh; fingers playing lightly with the skin there before drawing them upwards; while his thin mouth moved to the curve of her shoulder. He whispered her name on a single breath; allowing his long digits to move and then play with the narrow strap of her white, lacy underwear.

He licked, sucked, and teased the flesh along her collarbone; eyes closing while he pushed his hips forward again; and then again and again... lightly rocking them to cause a small amount of friction against his groin. Delicious sensations shot to his balls, and he couldn't stop himself from reacting to his own lethargic gestures.

He groaned from the back of his throat; low and deep. The bellowed vocal tones were dark... they were guttural, and Sakura finally awoke from the continued onslaught on her senses. Sakura's arm lazily reached behind her to wrap her thin fingers in his thick, jet-black locks; head tilting slightly to give her lover better access to her heating flesh, while her top leg lifted to drape over his thin hips. Sakura moaned into the morning air; voice husky due to sleep, while she was being surrounded by warm, carnal sensations that swiftly consumed her rapidly waking body.

"S-Sasuke...," the female panted harshly; curvy hips jerking when he pushed firmly against her to let her know of his true intentions. Sasuke hadn't pushed her last night for anything physical; and that was mostly due to the fact that they both had been completely exhausted from their long, extended trip. But that did nothing for him now... especially this early in the morning; when he was so—

"Sakura, can we... can I," Sasuke paused with his question; appendages tugging gently against the thin strap resting on her hipbone. She nodded as an unspoken answer and lifted so he could easily slip the undergarment off; before he tossed it to the floor half-hazardously. His large hands lifted her shirt slightly, exposing her naked midriff while he tugged his boxers off and threw them over the side of the mattress... somewhere close to her discarded panties.

His thickened cock rubbed between her rounded cheeks, while his hand moved to gently cup one of her petite mounds. He heard a sharp inhale of breath coming from his partner's plump lips and smirked softly to himself. This was one thing that he would never grow tired of waking up to. If she allowed him the opportunity that is; but... that thought, was for another time.

Sasuke moved a hand downwards and brushed it between her parted legs; her hips automatically snapping towards his touch. He chuckled darkly and licked the shell of her ear. "Sa-ku-ra, you are so eager this morning. You're a naughty girl."

"Sh-shut up...," she hissed, and from his point of view he could easily see the deep, red blush that was rising to her cheeks. "Y-you started it."

"Hai, I did. And I'm going to finish it, love. Though I suggest you keep it down... unless you want the others to hear us."

The pinkette nodded only once... to reassure her partner that she understood his demand, before lifting her leg a little bit higher on his hips; giving the young man a silent understanding... and also an opened invitation to continue. Sasuke eagerly complied and reached between them to guide his shaft to her burning, leaking core. The bulbous, swelling tip brushed against her sensitive, aching flesh; sending warm shivers throughout her body as pleasure took hold of her. Sakura pushed her fatty ass backwards, bowing her spine slightly to make it easier for him; and with one swift motion, he was inside of her.

His warm breath fanned along her slender throat, while hers moved the hairs on Sasuke's muscular arm where it rested beneath her head. His hand moved to incline her head to the side; so that his lips could meet hers... before her moved it down. Brushing her puckering nipples... with the lightest of touches... (teasing her flesh) and then moving down even further. He touched, pinched, fondled, and painted her smooth skin with the gentlest of touches; allowing his roughened fingertips to glide up and down her; send goosebumps across her skin before bringing them to her thigh; all the while his hips pumped at a leisurely, even pace.

He was in no rush to finish this moment with her; he wanted it to last forever. The two of them here together... making love in paradise. He reached low and lifted her leg into the air; opening her up to the morning sun and his desired position.

Sakura's free hand (the one that wasn't tugging at his hair repeatedly) made its way to her cunt; rubbing gently at the swollen bundle of nerves to give herself even more pleasure. Sakura moaned into his mouth, while his wet muscle tangled with her own; fighting, and then dancing, in an act for dominance over the other. Sasuke usually won this fight, but allowed her the privilege this time; retreating from her cavern, while she entered his with the precise, delicate strokes of her tongue.

Sasuke felt the change in her almost instantly, as soon as she tasted him; her body growing tense beside him and her hand moved just a little faster against her swollen nub. The hand fisting his hair tightened its hold on him, while her hips rocked in an erratic pattern; the pace still slow, but the intensity much higher. He hissed as she tugged; pleasure mixing with pain, as his scalp began to scream at him in agony.

He ignored this and pushed a little faster... a little harder; going as deep as he could, before pulling almost all of the way out. He shoved her body up and down on the plush mattress; his unrestrained rhythm sending her over the edge. He swallowed her cry of ecstasy and felt her inner walls as they began to flutter around his length. His black eyes closed tightly when he tried to hold back, but... when she rocked her hips in a circular pattern, to try and cox him into coming, he knew that he was done for. Sasuke couldn't hold back any longer.

His grip on her leg tightened; almost bruising her poor flesh while he halted his thrusting. His balls tightened, and with a harsh growl he released his pent-up fluids into her sex; every... last... drop. He allowed for Sakura's leg to drop from its raised position, but rested his hand on her hip while he pulled away from her lips to gather much needed oxygen back into his collapsed lungs.

Sakura flopped her head onto the mattress and sighed happily, while her hand moved to hold his. Once Sasuke had caught his breath, he leaned towards her to brush his lips against her heated cheek and damp temple.

"I love you," he whispered affectionately; his poor throat clogging with the overwhelming emotions that he felt for this woman. She opened her eyes to smile adoringly up at him; her orbs appearing slightly watery as she lifted her hand to brush his dark bangs away from his matching eyes. "I love you too, Sasuke. But I think that we better get up and get ready... or someone is bound to—"

There was absolutely zero warning given, before their bedroom door was flung open on it hinges. The sound of wood banging against the wall did little to hide the low growl coming from the dark-haired Uchiha; and before Sakura could even think to finish her thoughts, let alone speak them, in walked...

"OH MY GOD...," Sakura shrieked wildly while she tugged the cotton sheets upwards and well past her scalp; attempting to hide herself beneath the soft, silky material; in an effort to try and hide her naked (slightly sweaty) body... from curious blue eyes. The woman heard her lover curse beneath his breath, before he yelled so loudly that Sakura was certain that the entire house could hear him.

"GET OUT OF HERE, YOU FUCKING IDIOT!"


Author's Notes:

If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing.

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