Lemons Ahead!

"Sasuke, get up," I heard Sakura tell me as she shook me awake. I blinked the rogue hairs from my head out of my vision and sat up while yawning. I glanced at Sakura, who was dressed and ready.

"What time is it?" I asked.

"7:30," she answered while dragging me out of bed. I growled at her before noticing her eyes wandering over my shirtless body.

"Don't stare, Sa-ku-ra, we have to go to work," I cooed.

"Hurry up and shower!" She yelled as she threw a towel at my face. I caught it and smirked at her before getting ready quickly since I was already late. I got out at 7:40 and neglected my breakfast, opting to slip on some clothes and walk down to the car, or at least that's what I thought I was doing until Sakura stopped me.

"I have to get something from my apartment, hang on," she said. I patiently waited for her to come back down, and in a minute she was back, holding out something wrapped in paper to me. "Eat in the car," she told me, and I immediately knew that it was one of her homemade bagels.

"Oh yes," I breathed out to the heavens, silently thanking them for this gift that was bestowed upon me.

"So dramatic," she giggled before leading me downstairs. I happily munched on the bagel before we even reached her car, satisfying my taste buds to the fullest extent. It may have just been some dough with cream cheese on it, but it just tasted so damn good. I sat down in the passenger seat of her car and quickly finished off my breakfast as we sped to work.

"So yesterday was fun," Sakura said.

"Yeah, I always love nights like those," I answered sarcastically.

"You must love it when Naruto gets stupid drunk."

"Oh it truly is a joy. Ever since getting into college there have been random nights that he just goes all out and drinks anything in sight, its just a thing he does."

"Oh, and speaking of Naruto, how does he know we're together?"

"I mean...he doesn't really know that we are but he caught onto what happened the night of your birthday. He knew that I had feelings for you and actually lectured me on admitting them to you," I chuckled out the last part, finding that last part to be quite odd.

"Naruto lectured you? Never thought it was possible," she replied.

"Not like its going to happen again."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"Whatever you say," she said in a mocking tone. I narrowed my eyes at her in response.

"Don't mock me, woman."

"I wasn't mocking you," she answered innocently.

"You're still doing it."

"Am I? Sorry about that, Sasuke." I growled at her teasing tone, causing her to grin as she pulled into the parking lot.

"How much you wanna bet that we're doing paperwork today?" Sakura asked.

"Can we stay in the car, then?"

"Stop being a child, Sasuke."

"Please?" She parked the car and turned the engine off before opening her door. She walked around the car and opened my door, a teasing grin painted on her face. I pouted as she held out her hand expectantly. I reluctantly took it and grumbled all the way out. We walked inside, hands still linked, and made our way to the elevator.

"Good mor-" the receptionist began before openly gaping at our joined hands.

"Morning," Sakura chimed while I rolled my eyes at the receptionist's reaction. She stared at the both of us until the elevator door closed, not believing the sight we had presented her with. I scoffed when the doors shut, gaining Sakura's attention.

"She made it seem like we were aliens or something," I muttered.

"Oh stop it, she just didn't think you would ever hold hands with a girl."

"Hn." She leaned up and pressed a tender kiss onto my lips before backing off when the elevator doors opened. I smirked at her before making my way over to our conjoined desks, and surely enough, there was a stack of paper waiting to be filled out, signed, and stamped.

"What the hell is a bigshot like Sasuke Uchiha doing here?" Suigetsu asked as he walked over to our desks.

"Shut up," I retorted, taking a seat and glaring at the stack of paper, hoping my gaze would set it on fire.

"Hey, Sakura," Suigetsu called to her. The way he said it was odd, like he was scared she would attack him or something. "You wanna get dinner with me sometime?" He asked Sakura.

I almost jumped over my desk and punched right there, but I kept my composure as nonchalant as possible.

"Oh um, well I'm kinda busy-"

"She's taken, Suigetsu," I finished for her.

"Really? Uh, by who?"

"Me."

"Um, what?"

"Did I stutter?"

"No, uh, I just didn't think-you know what, nevermind," the cerulean-haired man said as he walked away looking utterly confused and kind of scared.

"Did you have to be so mean?"

"I just didn't want him to have any false hopes."

"Still, you didn't have to be so blunt about it."

"Hn." She smirked over at me, capturing me in her viridian gaze.

"So, I'm yours, am I?"

"Damn right you are." She giggled prettily at my answer before grabbing a piece of her paperwork.

"Get to work, Sasuke," she told me. I scoffed and returned to my own work. Some of my papers were some details I needed to sign regarding the arrest of Deidara, or "The Blonde Bomber" as the newspapers called him.

Was I required to use any force?

Obviously.

How did the location of our exchange sustain so much damage?

He fucking bombed it.

Was I threatened in any way?

No shit.

I swear whoever made this little questionnaire was going to wake up with a knife jammed in his or her throat. Sakura and I both had made it to the middle of our stacks when my phone rang. I saw Shisui's name flash across the screen so I picked up.

"Shisui?"

"I'm watching the news, are you ok?"

"Why?"

"They're talking about you arresting this Deidara character who has hundreds of confirmed kills on his resume. So are you ok?"

"I'm fine, got out of there with only some scratches." "That's a relief. Anything else going on?" "No, I'm just working, why?"

"Well I-, you know what forget it, I'll leave you to it, stay safe."

"I will, bye Shisui."

"Bye."

It was a short conversation, but I was glad that he at least called. Having him sort of back in my life wasn't a bad thing by any means, it meant that I had another person that I could hopefully trust.

"Who's Shisui?" Sakura inquired.

"He was my brother's best friend before my brother had to...leave."

"Oh, sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"I know how hard talking about your brother is."

"Its fine, Sakura, I'm not gonna attack you. Probably."

"Hilarious, Sasuke."

I just smirked at her as she smiled widely at me, eyes glimmering with warmth that made my stomach turn over before returning to her work. I went back to my own stack of paper before a text message popped into my phone. Naruto wanted to meet up for lunch in a bit.

"The idiot wants to have lunch, wanna come?"

"Ok," she answered, not looking up from her work. After a half hour, we had gone through most of our respective stacks and the time was about 1:00.

"Let's go," I beckoned. We took the elevator down and went to her car.

"Where are we going?" She asked.

"Bird's Cafe." She nodded and reversed the car before turning back to me. "That's where we first met," she said.

"It is."

"When you didn't tell me who you were and I had to go back to the office and tell Ibiki that I couldn't find you."

"Yep."

"Asshole."

"Such a foul mouth for such a pretty face."

"And I'm the annoying one."

"You are."

"I will pull over and kill you with my bare hands."

"That's illegal, Sakura."

"I hate you."

"You don't."

"Why are you so annoying?"

"That's my line."

"I'm going to stop talking to you now."

"That's fine, you can just listen to me."

"You're supposed to be quiet and stoic."

"Things change."

"That they do."

"Its right here."

"I can see, Sasuke!"

"Just making sure." I gave her an amused smirk as she parked to which she answered with a playful glare. I leaned over the elbow rest and planted a soft kiss on her lips before getting out and walking into the cafe.

"I hate it when you tease like that," she pouted as she made her way behind me.

"That's why I love doing it."

"Fucking dick."

"Careful with your choice of words, Sakura." I smirked as she grew red and walked past me to where Naruto was.

"Hey, Sasuke! Hi, Sakura!"

"Hey Naruto," Sakura greeted as we took a seat in the booth with the blonde.

"So, like, about last night…" he began, but trailed off, not knowing what to say next.

"It's fine, Naruto," Sakura told him with an amused smile covering her face.

"Thanks, Sakura, I knew you would understand!" The blonde responded with a trademark grin on his face.

"Idiot," I muttered loud enough for him to hear.

"Don't you dare! After all the shit we pulled in high school and college I expect you to always come looking for me!"

"Whatever, idiot."

"And what did you guys do in college?" Sakura asked, turning to me with a smirk on her face.

"Nothing," I answered way too quickly. She raised her eyebrows and cocked her head to the side, even more amused with my response.

"One time we stole a police dog!" Naruto barked.

"Really?" Sakura's smirk remained on her face as she crossed her arms right under her chest. I felt my pants tighten and immediately looked away while concealing my situation. I hate it when she does that, its like she doesn't even know the effect she has on me.

"Sasuke found it wandering without an officer and the dog kept following him around. Eventually, we took it back to our dorm room, but the RA heard barking and tried to take it away."

"Oh, Sasuke," Sakura sighed teasingly.

"You should've seen it! The guy came in and got one of Sasuke's glares so he just turned and left," Naruto finished, chuckling loudly and obnoxiously.

"So what did you do with it?" Sakura asked.

"Took it back to the station," I answered.

"So noble," Sakura teased.

"Annoying," I shot back

"So you two really are together," Naruto mused, silencing our teasing. We both blushed and caught each other's gaze. "Yep, definitely together," Naruto repeated.

"I was going to tell you, but Deidara happened and well...I don't know," I told him honestly.

"At least you listened to me," Naruto said, smiling slightly.

"He did," Sakura answered for me, shooting me a bright smile before turning back to Naruto and conversing with him a little. I listened to Naruto detail the dog story to Sakura, which ended up taking the rest of our respective lunch breaks. It was almost 2 when I finished my coffee and sandwich, so Sakura bid Naruto farewell and went to go start the car.

"She really is something, isn't she?" Naruto thought aloud.

"Yeah," I agreed, watching her receding form.

"You're fucking lucky, Sasuke, don't mess it up with her."

"I'm trying my best."

I was, that wasn't a lie.

A moment of silence passed until Naruto looked at me with a mischievous grin.

"So have you guys like...you know," he said, dropping the most awkward question in front of me.

"Naruto…" I hissed through gritted teeth, but I could feel my face burning up.

"Oh wow, you guys are quick! You're so lucky!"

"You have 10 seconds before I take this fork and shove it up your-"

"Ok, I'm sorry! You don't have to get graphic!" I growled in response before leaving the small cafe and Naruto, who was trying to conceal his laughter like a child, hand over his mouth and all. I hopped into the car and glared at Naruto's grinning face one last time before Sakura pulled out of the cafe.

"What' got you so mad at him?" She asked.

"Nothing."

"Come on, don't be like that."

"Seriously, you don't want to know."

"Oh."

"Oh," I replied, mocking her voice.

"One day I'm going to kill you."

"You can try."

"Is that a challenge?"

"Maybe." She flashed a quick smirk at me before returning her attention to the road.

"Side note, is your insurance paying for a new car?"

"I called them once already, they said the FBI had already contacted them."

"Wait, the FBI called your insurance for you? Why does an asshole like you get special treatment?"

"It's called catching the #6 Most Wanted man on the FBI's list."

"Cocky dumbass."

"That's sweet."

"Ugh, you're impossible." She pulled into the parking lot a minute later, and just like that, we were back to what we were doing before: reading, signing, stamping. For a couple more hours, our work consisted of entirely that, only after the clock hit 4 PM were we free for the day.

Our apartment building suddenly seemed like heaven after the torturous day of work. I wanted a case, I hated filling out senseless papers for hours, and Ibiki knew it too. I walked to my apartment while Sakura followed behind me.

"I'm gonna go get some things, I'll come down in like, 10 minutes," she told me before disappearing up the staircase. I walked inside my place and crashed on the couch before grabbing the remote. I adjusted myself so that I was laying on my side while flipping through channels, trying to see if anything watchable was on. Thankfully, Friends was on, so I had something to relax to while waiting for Sakura. Sure enough, she came knocking on my door 10 minutes later, presumably with whatever items she had to go get. I opened the door and watched her throw a small bag onto my dining table.

"Rude," I muttered. She stuck her tongue out at me before jumping onto the couch, where I just was.

"I love Friends!" She exclaimed, her face lighting up with a smile.

"Course you do." I sat next to her and we proceeded to watch for the next hour, not moving once, eyes glued to the TV screen. Funny how attached we can get to a show, but after an hour of inhaling her scent, of feeling her warmth emanate next to me, I could feel myself losing control, and when she looked me in the eye, I knew the feeling was mutual. So when we met each other's lips fervently and the feeling of pure desire coated my mind, it didn't shock me. It spurred me into action. I hovered over her, tasting her lips over and over, that sweet, intoxicating taste, more addicting than alcohol I ever knew. It had been too damn long since I was able to touch her like this, too long since I was able to feel her, and it was oh so evident from the way we were going at each other, like two long lost lovers, really.

She grasped my shirt and forced my lips harder onto hers, moaning into my mouth as my tongue forked out, exploring her cavern eagerly, memorizing every little detail about it. Her hands raked through my hair, massaging the scalp and tousling it, messing up my already messy hair. My hands went to her pants, quickly removing them and tossing them aside revealing red undergarments, causing my pants to tighten around my waist.

"Naughty," I breathed out, and smirked when her lips turned upwards. She tugged at the hem of my shirt and I pulled away briefly, allowing her to remove it from my body while I eyed her own shirt. She knew exactly what I was thinking and smiled mischievously. Her face was flustered and she was out of breath as I removed her top before removing her bra as well. All that she had on was the necklace I had given her on her birthday.

All I could think was that she was the most beautiful girl I ever had the pleasure of seeing in my life. I might've said that before, I might've thought it so many times that it seemed repetitive, but what else was there to say? There was nothing, no adjective in the dictionary to describe her, so I just went with beautiful because it was the closest thing. From her eyes to, well, everything else, she was truly perfect.

Her hands gripped my pants, unbuttoning them all while we stared at each other, her evergreen pools arresting my mind.

"Sasuke, she breathed while I removed all of my restraints, "I need you."

And just like that, I had positioned myself on top of her, ready to take her body. She ran her thumb across my cheek as I traced her slit with my hard member. She moaned lightly at the contact before meeting my eyes for another second.

It was silent, the calm before the storm.

I plunged into her, fast and hard, and she moaned rather loudly.

I prayed that Naruto wasn't home, otherwise I would never hear the end of it. Then again, I could just bring up the fact that she denied him twice, so on the other hand, it didn't really matter.

I went in again and again, soaked with her fluids each time. She was moaning and gasping, so I silenced her with my own mouth, absorbing all of her passionate sounds and adding some of my own. My pace was relentless, I refused to go slower, my mind was so clouded with lust and desire that I couldn't tease or be gentle, I just didn't have the control. She tried to match my pace, but her efforts were fruitless. She began to moan quicker and her hands tightened on my shoulder blades, nails digging into my flesh. I growled as I began to move faster, shaking the couch and sending her into her blissful release.

"Sasuke!" She almost screamed. I absorbed her pleasured sounds, taking them into my body as her walls tightened around my member. I grunted at the newfound tightness and thrusted a couple of more time before finding my own release, emptying my white seed into her. We each gasped for breath, desperately trying to regain our oxygen supplies. She closed her eyes as her hands fell from around me and onto her sides. I might've completely tired her out from the way her breathing remained fast and how she wiped sweat from her brow. We were so out of it that I barely registered the knock on the door.

"Hey, um, my name is Carl and I was wondering if you guys could keep it down? You guys were going at it for like a really long time and I'm pretty sure most of our hall can hear you guys," the man said from behind the door.

That's when both of our faces turned bright red.

"Uh, we'll try, sorry about that," I answered.

"Ok, um, thanks." We heard Carl's footsteps recede down the hallway, signaling that we were all clear. Sakura burst out laughing while I tried and failed to hold in my own laughter.

"Oh my god, are you really that loud, Sasuke?"

"Me?! You're the one who can't stop moaning and screaming my name."

"I do not!"

"Oh yeah? Let me go ask Carl, then."

"Ok, fine! Maybe I do that a little…" She blushed immediately at the admission.

"A little, she says," I mocked with a smirk on my face, causing her to blush even more.

"So how do we keep quiet?" She asked.

"We'll figure something out." A couple of moments of silence than passed before she spoke again.

"Let's go figure it out, then," She said, and her lips came descending onto mine. I lifted her up and transported her to the bed while kicking the door shut. When we met the bed, her back turned to my chest, and I immediately knew how she wanted it. She turned her neck and pressed a kiss to my lips while slowly grinding on me, arousing me for a second time. I positioned my member and pressed another kiss to her lips before invading her body from behind. She moaned mutely, but when I went in a second time, she gasped and almost fell. I secured her against me using an arm and feathered her neck with light kisses while going in again.

This time, she moaned, and I used my free hand to clamp over her mouth before going in again and again, showing that relentless pace from before. Her muffled moans filled the air coupled with an occasional grunt or groan from me that I couldn't hold in. The sound of her ass hitting my thighs resounded through the room, I had to admit it was a satisfying sound.

I nipped at her neck continuously, causing red marks to form. She gasped when I hit that sweet spot and caused her to arch against me. Every reaction from her fueled my drive so much more. Each thrust was harder. Faster. But it did the same thing to her as well. She began to match my thrusts with her own, making the impact all the more sweeter.

"Sasuke!" She gasped when my hand slipped from her mouth, but I didn't care anymore, the more noise, the better. My free hand covered her left breast and caressed it while her hand covered mine and the other pulled my face into a kiss. I groaned as she lightly bit down on my bottom lip and tugged. I responded by quickening my pace while capturing her lips again, absorbing most of her moans and gasps so that the neighbors wouldn't get mad at us. My grip on her slackened, and she fell onto her arms while I drove my member inside of her.

"Ah!" She cried out, and once again, she came. I grunted as I finished inside her, filling her with my essence for a second time. We collapsed next to each other, breathing hard and completely worn out, pretty much exhausted.

"Fuck," she breathed out and I felt my lips quirk upwards in a small smirk, satisfied that she was as spent as I was.

"We should probably wash up," Sakura said while blushing.

"You go first," I told her.

"Too tired to move?" She grinned as she teased.

"You wish," I mumbled while watching her get up and grab her things before going into my bathroom. I rested my head on my arms and just stared at the ceiling while she showered, trying to think of something other than her body.

My mind went to what Deidara said. I knew he was trying scare me, trying to make me paranoid, but I knew that everything he said was a scare tactic. However, I couldn't help but wonder if it wasn't. What if he wasn't trying to scare me, rather warn me of an impending storm? It was a small possibility, but if Deidara really was just the beginning, then I would have to be prepared. His group, the Akatsuki, seemed dangerous, butI'm not backing down, especially now that I have someone that I had to protect at all costs, the pinkette currently inhabiting my bathroom at the moment.

Call it corny, call it something out of romance novel, I don't care, I truly did love her, and there was nothing I wouldn't do to protect her. The only problem was, I didn't know who I was protecting her from and waiting had never been my strong suit.

Oh well, if they're trying to kill me, guess I'll meet them soon. Sakura walked out of the bathroom, hair dampened and dressed in a tank top and some really short shorts.

"Those are some nice shorts," I commented before closing the door of the bathroom and hopping into the shower. I emerged 5 minutes later, a freshened man. I threw on the first T-shirt from my closet and some basketball shorts before catching the aroma of something nice. I walked to the kitchen where I saw her cooking something on the stove.

"Rice and chicken, a classic," she said.

"Ah," I answered while walking towards her, observing the sizzling pan that contained a couple pieces of meat. I saw another pot with almost cooked rice in it, brown of course.

"It'll be a couple of minutes, so go watch TV or something," she told me.

"Hn," I grunted in response before reaching around her and planting a quick kiss on her cheek. I quickly grabbed some orange juice from my fridge and poured myself a glass before answering a call from Kakashi.

"What's up?" I greeted.

"Just checking up on you, kid."

"So I'm your last ditch attempt for entertainment?"

"Yessir."

"Nice."

"So what's up?"

"Nothing, about to eat dinner."

"Going out?"

"No, Sakura's cooking."

"Oh, I see."

"Why did you say it like that?"

"Like what?"

"Like you were implying something."

"I would do no such thing."

"Of course not."

"Changing topics now. There's a drug war going on in Colombia."

"Another one?"

"Yeah, apparently the Ochoas had a dispute about territories for the Cocaine trade with the Blancos."

"Damn, any gunfights erupt so far?"

"One, 14 deaths in total, the DEA is stepping in, trying to control the situation."

"Tell them I said good luck."

"I'm sure they'll appreciate it."

"This bears a strange resemblance to Narcos."

"A little too much."

"So how's Rin?"

"She's fine."

"Just fine?"

"What do you want me to say?"

"I don't know, I just expected more than just fine."

"She's good to me, first girl I've dated in a while and its been surprisingly easy."

"How cute."

"Don't tease me, boy, I raised you."

"You can't hold that over me forever."

"Actually, I can."

"Fair enough."

"I gotta go, kid, I'm hungry and Taco Bell calls for me."

"Now I want some Taco Bell."

"Oh well, see ya."

"Bye." I hung up the phone, and as if on cue, Sakura brought a plate full of food for me. It was evenly proportioned, she knew exactly how I liked it, with a specific amount of everything so I got all of my nutrients.

Keeping this body in shape took work, unfortunately.

I grabbed a knife and fork and cut a piece of chicken off. I bit into the meat and savored the juicy tenderness of it. I had to admit that she made it better than I ever could.

"Still want Taco Bell?" She asked, feigning innocence.

"Shut up," I muttered as she sat down next to me with her own plate.

"So tell me how good it is," she asked.

"Terrible," I answered.

"That good, huh?"

I growled at her in response. She loved annoying me. The orange juice washed down the savory taste of meat and rice, giving me a combination of savory and sweet, an unbeatable combo. Couple that with the open window, allowing the Florida breeze to drift through my place, flowing through my hair and cooling the warm rice and chicken on my plate. I glanced at Sakura, who was studying me intently.

"What?"

"The wind really loves your hair," she chimed.

"Thanks," I muttered, blowing some of my stray hair out of my eyes.

"You look good with bangs," she said.

"Hn," I responded noncomittingly.

"I'm serious."

"I know, idiot."

"Don't you dare use Naruto's nickname on me."

"I'll stick to annoying then."

"That's an adjective, stupid, did you not go to school?"

"I swear, Sakura, I will literally break your arms."

"How charming!"

"One day, I'm going to kill you. It won't be today. It won't be tomorrow. But someday I will."

"But then who'll cook for you?"

"I'll live off of microwavables, damnit."

"Enjoy that."

"I will, you insufferable woman."

She grinned at my insult, to which I responded with a twitch of my eye. The rest of dinner consisted of me telling her what specific paperwork I had to fill out regarding Deidara's arrest as well as her telling me she had to fill out the expense report for our office so that we were reimbursed, including my car, so I wouldn't have to call the insurance company about. That saved me some time and energy because I was definitely didn't want to call them and detail my accident to them. She took my plate when we finished eating and we did the dishes together, finishing in a couple minutes so that we would have the rest of the night to ourselves. She settled on the couch while I shut the window, cutting off the wind and the cool air. Thankfully, A/C was a thing, so cold air was no problem. She immediately scooted closer to me when I took a seat, like usual, and we sat there watching an airing of a movie about gang wars.

Usually, I would be attentive to the TV, especially when something like gang warfare was on, but one of the characters in the movie reminded me of Deidara, trigger-happy and egotistical. It made me wonder if the Akatsuki would be like the characters in the movie. Some of them calm and collected, others driven by money, some by religion.

"Goddamn Akatsuki," I thought aloud without realizing.

"Hm?" Shit, she caught my slip up.

"Nothing, new brand of olive oil."

"Sasuke Uchiha, what is Akatsuki?"

"Olive oil."

"Stop! This isn't funny! Why do you always try to lie to me?"

Damn girl was guilt tripping me, and it fucking worked. I sighed heavily and turned to fully face her.

"You know how Deidara was affiliated with a mystery group?" She nodded.

"He told me their name, Akatsuki."

"And?"

"They may or may not be hunting me."

"Oh my god."

"Don't do that, stop worrying about me."

"What the fuck! There's a gang hunting you and I shouldn't worry?! Do you even hear yourself?"

"I know it sounds bad, Sakura but trust me, I won't let them kill me."

"But, Sasuke, this isn't that simple! We need to tell Ibiki and get you protection or something!"

"Sakura-"

"Sasuke, please," she gripped my face in her hands and I felt my resolve melt away, "for me."

I covered her hands with and took a deep breath, "Deidara told me if anyone else gets involved than thousands could die, Sakura, we can't tell anyone."

"What if he's just bluffing?"

"He's not."

"There has to be something we can do!" She yelled with tears forming in her eyes.

"All we can do is wait and see what their next move is." My answer didn't satisfy her, I could still see the unease in her eyes. "It's not the first time someone's tried to kill me, Sakura."

"That's not exactly comforting."

Silence filled the air for a minute as we sat there, unmoving like statues. A single tear ran down her cheek and fell onto the fabric of the sofa. Another one came after but I brushed it away gently with my thumb.

"Please don't leave me, Sasuke," She whispered softly. I gently stroked her cheek and kissed her forehead.

"Who said I was going anywhere?" I told her. She smiled slightly before enveloping me in a hug, squeezing so hard I thought she was trying to break my ribs.

"I'm not letting you out of my sight," she said.

"That's really not necessary."

"I don't care, I'm not leaving your side." I smiled at her declaration, feeling a rush of affection at her words,

"Then there's no need for me to worry."

"Don't forget my promise, if you die, I'll bring you back and kill you again," she told me. I laughed and held her tighter to me.

"Let's go get some sleep," I said.

"Sleep?" I smirked at her.

"You know what I mean." And we took to the bed to "sleep".