I woke up groggily and the first thing I felt was the intense heat surrounding me. It was too hot for even Florida, it was too hot for anywhere in the world. My car had been flipped over, we were upside down. There were voices calling to us from outside but all I could make out was that they couldn't open the doors. Sakura was on top of me, regaining consciousness as well.
"You ok?" I asked. She nodded before her eyes trailed down to the steady flow of blood coming from my right arm.
"Sasuke, your arm," she said. It was bleeding and it seemed pretty deep, but stitches could fix that. Stitches could not fix our exploded bodies if the car blew up right now, so that was my priority.
"Help me get this open," I told her. I held up my hand and counted three fingers. We kicked the door open at the same time. I crawled out from my driver's seat position and waited for her to climb over to the door. I reached out and pulled her out before collapsing on the hard surface of the road with her body resting on mine.
"You're ok," I murmured to her, but I was convincing myself more than convincing her. An ambulance was already at the scene when we got out, so we wouldn't have to wait long to be transported. We must've been out for a minute or two, not enough time for my car to completely go up in flames and kill us both. Neither of us had any major injuries, which was another miracle. My car was pretty much out of commission at this point, but I was more upset that Deidara had been right across the street from us. I should've seen it coming. A couple of cops helped us off the ground and led us to the waiting paramedics.
I looked over to the other side of the street where Deidara had been standing before he almost blew us to hell. It was closed off with tape, but there were plenty of curious onlookers on the other side, including news reporters with their huge cameras. These people could've easily been caught in the explosion. Luckily, nobody other then me and Sakura had been affected by the bomb. There was a ton of property damage done, but that was unavoidable. I looked back to the wreckage and watched as the firefighters hosed down the flames coming from the shop. I looked away and closed my eyes, Deidara could've killed us with a stronger explosion, how could I have been so oblivious? I felt a hand grasp mine and looked over to Sakura who was looking up at me warmly.
"It's not your fault," she whispered.
"He could've killed you," I whispered back.
"But he didn't. No one was seriously hurt. He caught us off guard, it won't happen again." I sighed at her response and looked back to my Camaro.
"I can't believe he killed my baby," I told Sakura while they loaded us into the ambulance.
"You're so corny," she responded before giggling. I wrapped an arm around her protectively even though the danger had seemingly passed. No one would get to her, I made her a promise that I had nearly broken.
"I can't wait to see the smug bastard's face when we get him," Sakura told me. I chuckled lightly in response as she settled into my arms, well the one that wasn't bleeding.
"Mr. Uchiha, I'll just be checking to make sure your eyes and ears are fine," a paramedic told me. I complied with his tests and Sakura did the same, both of us were fine, except for the large cut on my arm from some shattered glass. "Both of you are fine. Usually we would take you both to the hospital, but since you're FBI Agents on duty, the police chief wants to forego all that, at least for Miss Haruno. Since that cut will require stitches, Mr. Uchiha, you'll have to come to the hospital to get patched up." I grunted in disapproval will tightening the bandages they had put on my wound.
"I'll come with you," Sakura told me matter-of-factly.
"Don't worry about me," I replied.
"If only that were possible," she retorted with an angelic smile. I didn't want her to get in trouble for coming to the hospital when the police chief had clearly given the paramedics specific orders, but I still wanted her to come with me. I knew it was selfish, but I never claimed to be a selfless guy in the first place. Sakura convinced the paramedic to let her go with me, and by convinced, I mean seduced. The guy was stammering all over the place and blushing too. I had tuned out everything she was saying because I knew my hormones would go crazy if I heard her purr. Even after surviving an explosion she drove my hormones insane. She sat down next to me as the ambulance left the scene of the explosion and was en route to the hospital.
"So dumb, making me go to the hospital, why can't they just bring stitches with them and patch me up here? Idiots," I grumbled.
Sakura giggled at my words before telling me, "you know very well why, Sasuke". I groaned and sighed, giving in to the fact that I would probably end up spending the rest of my shift in the hospital.
"Stop complaining," she said, as if that would make me listen.
"I do what I want, you infuriating woman."
"Like get blown to hell?"
"You were in the car with me."
"I'm not the one who has to get fixed up."
"Shut up." She giggled and laid her head on my shoulder for the duration of the ride. When the doors of the ambulance finally opened and a paramedic led me outside and onto the ground, I gazed up at the small hospital and sighed. There was two hours left in our shift, and I was most likely going to be spending them here rather than in the field. I followed the paramedic inside and went to the room he led me to with Sakura.
"Doctor will be with you in a few minutes, so just sit tight for now," he said before leaving the room. Sakura took my hand in hers and softly hummed a melody while we waited. I closed my eyes and listened to her quietly until the door opened and a short and stocky man came through.
"I'm Dr. Homesworthy, Mr. Uchiha, let's get to work on your wound, shall we?" I nodded in response and let go of Sakura's hand. The doctor slipped on some gloves and grabbed a stapler. "It'll sting a little, Mr. Uchiha, but it won't be that bad. Just two minutes and then I'll wrap it up and you can get out of here." I nodded and waited for him to seal the wound, but before he did, Sakura's hand slipped back into my grasp. I met her eyes and saw them filled with concern.
"You know I'm the one getting stapled, right?" I told her.
"I know," she answered, still holding onto my hand. I squeezed her hand a little tighter when the first one went into my skin but relaxed my grip after that while the doctor did his thing. The man was taking his time with the thing and kept asking if I was ok after each one. That literally went on for like 2 whole minutes. It was so annoying and if Sakura wasn't there, I probably would've snapped at the doctor for taking so goddamn long. When he finished sealing the cut, he wrapped bandages around the wound, concealing it and protecting it from the outside world.
"Keep that on for a week, maybe a couple days more, than you should be good to go," the good doctor said.
"Thanks," I muttered at his back when he turned to leave. When he was gone, I breathed a sigh of relief and reached for my shirt that I had thrown to the side of the bed. Her hand shot out and stopped me. I looked up, and when I saw that lust in her eyes from back when we were in her apartment, I knew what she wanted. "Sakura, our shift is over in like an hour, can't you wait for the hotel-" I was cut off when her lips descended on mine, silencing me and my thoughts. I reveled in the warm sensation of her lips as we fervently kissed each other.
"I don't want to wait, and we won't have the room to ourselves," she whispered when we separated to collect our breaths. We really shouldn't, considering the circumstances, I literally just got stitched up after getting my car blown up. Good thing I had Allstate, so I was in good hands.
Yet, after all that, I still found my body aching for hers, my lips yearning for her warmth, so I did what I had to. She straddled my hips and her lips pounced atop of mine. I gripped her sides and pulled her closer to me, deepening the kiss. She moaned into my mouth when I slipped my tongue inside, succeeding in turning me the fuck on. I moved like a viper inside her mouth, leaving my mark here and there, listening to her moans and how she whispered my name. When we separated again, breathing hard, she whispered, "I want you," right into my ear. Without missing a beat, I flipped over so that she was underneath me while my body hovered over hers.
"I need you…" she whispered, her voice laced with desire. Then, the door opened. With lightning reflexes, I rolled off and stood up while Sakura sat up on the bed.
"Oh, I'm sorry, I thought this room was empty," a nurse said.
"We were just leaving," I replied, grabbing my shirt and slipping it on before following Sakura out of the room. Once we were outside and the nurse had went inside the room, we glancd at each other and shared a laugh before leaving the hospital and seeing Jugo and Suigetsu waiting for us.
"Shift is pretty much done, so we're going to head back to the hotel," Suigetsu said as we entered the vehicle. The ride back was quiet, mostly because I was mourning the loss of my Camaro, rest her soul. We pulled into the parking lot of the Marriott and made our way into the lobby. The receptionist saw us and stared at me a little too long for my liking, but I just ignored her. However, Sakura was shooting her an intense glare and I fought the desire to laugh. We quickly made our way up to our room where we would be until the start of our next shift. I went in and immediately collapsed onto the bed while grabbing the remote to turn on the TV. Sakura dropped down next to me and sighed when her body hit the soft mattress.
I smirked when she let out another contented sigh and closed her eyes while I flipped through channels. I ended up leaving some random movie playing, just as background noise. Even after all that had happened, I wasn't that tired, so I just wanted to pass some time before my body decided to rest. I leaned against the headboard of the bed, watching the scene on TV play out, a shootout. Bullets flew and dust was kicked everywhere as the two sides engaged each other. I diverted my attention to my phone, where I spotted a text from Naruto.
"Did you see the news?" It read. I texted back saying I did before tossing the phone onto my lap and returning to the movie. Jugo and Suigetsu had already knocked out, thankfully neither of them snored, unlike Naruto. He used to keep me awake whenever I was over his place with his snores, I think he had an obsession with making noise all the time. My thoughts were interrupted when Sakura's head laid on my shoulder and she curled her body against mine. I smirked and threw an arm around her, securing her against me. She smiled and wrapped both of her arms around my torso before eventually falling asleep in a minute. My phone began to vibrate and I saw Naruto calling me from the other end.
"Yeah?"
"So was anyone hurt in the explosion? None of the detail's have been made public."
"No, Sakura and I are fine."
"Wait, what?!"
"Keep it down, idiot."
"Why didn't you tell me you were the agents whose car blew up?"
"You didn't recognize my Camaro?"
"Oh, I must've missed it, but still!"
"We're fine, I didn't think there was any reason to call and concern you guys."
"You better next time if something like this happens."
"I'm touched, idiot."
"I mean it, Sasuke, I'm dead serious."
"I know, I will."
"So, uh...how's Sakura?"
"Fine. Why are you asking?"
"Did you guys make up and make out and stuff?"
"Don't you have work?"
"Shit! I do! Bye!" I chuckled and hung up the phone before putting it on the nightstand. I adjusted my body so that I was laying down on the bed with Sakura still curled up on me, still fast asleep. I closed my eyes and slowly drifted away.