A/N: Just a reminder that this story is Rated M for a reason. Mild lemon straight ahead. Leave a note! XD


CHAPTER 5: The Arrival


Naruto came bursting through the huge double doors and found his brothers lounging in their extravagant living room.

He found Kakashi playing the grand piano, while Sai was busy painting Genma...who looked like he was sunbathing inside the mansion—with his clothes on. All eyes turned to him as soon as his grinning face appeared before them, stopping whatever it was that they were doing.

Naruto broke the news to them.

"Oi! Sasuke's back!"

"Well, won't you look at that. He's alive. Yey." Genma sarcastically commented.

"Don't be rude, Genma. He may be our brother, but he's still the head of the Kyodaija." Kakashi remarked.

"Well, you could've had it all if you didn't disappear the night before the big coronation."

Kakashi stood up and moved away from the grand piano. He went to the bar and poured himself a drink, also handing one over to Naruto. The latter accepted.

"What's done is done, Genma. And Sasuke's doing a pretty good job as the head of the clan."

"Yeah. If he isn't being a spoiled brat. I heard Sasuke brought home the girl." Sai casually mentioned as he continued with his light brush strokes on the canvas.
Genma on the other hand, shifted the senbon in his mouth, earning a glare from Sai, so he shifted it back to its original position and spoke.

"And so? What's new? That's typical of us. Bringing home women, fucking them, sending them away with a consolation prize after we get bored..."

"That's you Genma, not me." Naruto commented. "But don't you think this one's different? She's from a really far away country."

"Well, it was reported that this particular girl did save him." Sai stated.

"He wouldn't even have to be saved if he just followed the plan." Kakashi uttered, his voice full of mild irritation.

"Sasuke, saved? Puh-lease. You know how he is." Genma sneered. "And whether or not he sticks with the plan or not, he'll have it accomplished."

Kakashi shifted on his feet, twirling the bronze liquid in his crystal glass while he looked intently at Genma.

"So you're telling me, that he risked getting stabbed just to get to know that girl?"

Genma and Sai nodded.

"He may even have acted like a kicked puppy just so the girl would take pity on him." Naruto added, earning a solid glare from Kakashi, while the other two hummed their agreement. Then Sai added his last bits of thought regarding the matter.

"I could see him doing that. You know how we are. We do whatever it takes to get whatever we want."

But Kakashi wasn't convinced. He knew Sasuke ever since they were little, and it was not like him to act so reckless, even going to the extent of getting himself hurt just because of some lowlife from Mist.

Who was this girl anyway? He thought. Well, whoever she was, he hated her without question already...because whoever placed the Lord of the Great Kyodaija in danger, has no place in this world to live.


Sakura was spellbound.

From her private jet experience, to riding a limousine with a man she barely knew—everything fascinated her and scared her at the same time.

She was unmistakably in an unknown territory as series of lights and skyscrapers blinded her eyes. She thought Mist was already a successful country, but it was nothing compared to the extravagance that Konaha has. Her eyes couldn't help but follow the passing lights of the city, admiring the multitude of colors that flashed before her sight— then she felt Sasuke's gaze at the back of her head.

When Sakura turned to look at him, he was indeed staring at her, eyes full of amusement, accompanied by an almost imperceptible smirk of his beautiful lips.
He looked at her like someone who looked at a lost puppy. She blushed.

"S-sorry. Everything still feels like a dream to me."

"Is that so?" Sasuke whispered under his breath, smirk widening as though he thought of some incredulous thing to do.

"Sakura?"

"Y-yes?"

"Sit on my lap."

"What?!" Sakura shrieked.

'Is this guy out of his mind?' She hissed, but her inner self thought otherwise.

'Do it. You've done so many impossible things today, why limit yourself now?' It whispered before it laughed hysterically like some demon inside her.

She had not made a move on her spot so it somehow made Sasuke think that she needed some kind of "encouragement."

Sakura watched as he shifted on his seat, reached out for her until for some unimaginable reason, she ended up sitting on his lap—straddling his waist, her chest only inches away from his lips.

Her eyes widened in shock, until her gaze locked with his.

'T-this is definitely a dream.' She whispered to herself, breath catching on her throat as she slowly started to lose herself on his deep onyx eyes. She tried to get off him but Sakura felt his warm hands knead gentle, coaxing motions on her hips, and since she was still wearing her school uniform, her pleated skirt had already hiked up to her thighs, exposing an extensive amount of skin.

"S-Sasuke..." She whispered, hands gripping his shoulders, as she tried to subdue the deep blush that was creeping to her cheeks. But the way he stared at her with those deep jet black eyes of his—it undoubtedly sent delicious chills down her spine.

It enthralled her, bewitched her, until she felt herself slowly succumbing to his spell.

Sasuke slanted his head to the side, ordering the driver to raise the panel, lips quirking into a devilish smile as the panel slid shut.

'Oh god.'

Sakura felt his hands slide under her skirt which reflexively had her knees slamming shut, until she realized that such movement was a bad idea because she ended up gripping Sasuke's waist with her legs.

"S-Sasuke, stop. P-please." She stuttered, but as she whispered those words, his hands were already tracing the lining of her panties covering her ass, making her huff breath after breath as she tried to get a grasp on the heady, inexplicable stirring she suddenly had in her stomach.

'W-what's this? Ioh gods, what's happening?...' Even her mind refused to form a valid explanation of what she was feeling. Then she felt his warm lips on her throat. She gasped.

Sakura found herself shutting her eyes to savor such a stimulating sensation, unconsciously tilting her head to the side giving Sasuke more access to the length of her neck.

The hand that was gripping his shoulders had shifted to the back of his head, letting her fingers sink into his soft tresses as he continued to shower her neck with soft butterfly kisses while the hands on her behind had slowly started to knead her flesh, warm hands slipping inside her flimsy undergarment, spreading her on top of him. She moaned.

"Gods, Sakura. You smell so good." Sasuke whispered, which made her shiver as she bit her lip to stifle another moan that wanted to escape.

Deep in the recesses of her mind, Sakura knew that this was wrong. Hell, she was never an easy woman to begin with, and she barely knew the guy! But the way Sasuke massaged her under her skirt while his lips and tongue lathered warm kisses on her neck made her mind melt into a puddle, and her usually strong will power crumbled into dust.

Sakura wanted to do something but she seemed paralyzed with how Sasuke made her feel, and as though feeling her struggle, Sasuke started to slowly guide her hips in a slow grinding motion on top of him.

The instant Sakura felt her still clothed sex rub into something that was long and hard, relief had washed through her that she continued with the rubbing motions. She felt Sasuke's hands go back to her behind, kneading her, cupping her, then slipping his fingers inside her panties once more to tease the spot closest to her core. He groaned.

"Mmm. Do you know how wet you are, Sa-ku-ra?"

Sakura whimpered as she felt his hot breath on the shell of her ear. When Sasuke's hips jerked up, she gasped and let out a long moan as the bulge in his pants rubbed on her harder.

She didn't need to pretend and play innocent about the thing she was grinding on. She had spent so much time reading medical journals on human anatomy accompanied by extremely erotic novels to know that the one giving her relief was his package...and he was impressive.

"Do you still think that this is a dream?"

Sasuke whispered as he flirtingly dipped the tip of his finger in her slit.

"Mmm...S-Sasuke...stop, P-please." She begged, but she heard him chuckle.

"Do you really want me to, Sakura? Because the devil knows I want to do more."

Sakura's eyes snapped open when she felt Sasuke's warm mouth on her breast. Enclosing one clothed nipple in his mouth as his tongue prodded the swollen nub behind thin scraps of cloth.

Probably feeling impatient, Sasuke lifted his right hand and tore the front of her uniform, roughly pushing her bra upwards as he connected his warm lips to her now naked breast.

"Ah! Sasuke!"

"Do you still want me to stop?" He teasingly whispered as he sucked on her nipple hard, while his right hand massaged and played with the other. Sakura helplessly shook her head in defeat.

'God, it feels so good!' She thought as her grinding intensified, trying her best to reach the release her body had never felt.

Sasuke's finger continued to work on her, rubbing her own juices on her nether lips, refusing to penetrate her further.

Sakura squeezed her eyes, whimpering on top of him because she wanted more.

Her body was on fire, and this new incredible feeling had her losing her mind that she allowed some stranger to do these scandalous but amazing things to her.

Sakura felt his finger increase its speed and she knew she was close.

She held on to him tighter, letting him bury his handsome face on her breast as she chanted his name over and over until her head snapped back, thighs trembling and squeezing shut while her mouth opened in a silent scream.

She came.


Sakura lay spent and disheveled on top of Sasuke, face buried on the crook of his neck as she tried to catch her breath.

She felt him rub soothing motions over her back allowing her to snuggle to him closer, until she saw that same tattoo-like-mark on his skin. Before, she thought that the mark was black with hints of green, but now that she looked closer, she realized that the tattoo glowed a deep red.

Sakura found herself wanting to kiss it, but even before her lips could touch his glowing skin, Sasuke suddenly lifted her off him, throwing him his coat, as he fixed his own suit.

"Wear that. Konoha is a little chilly at night, and I believe you wouldn't want to walk around in that."

Sasuke pointedly looked at her chest, prompting her to look down. She gasped as a blush bloomed at the center of her chest, up her neck, then to her cheeks.

Her uniform had been completely ruined.

Sakura hastily wore Sasuke's coat and covered herself with it when a tap came at the sedan's window.

"D-did we just arrive?" She stupidly asked as she saw a lazy smirk form on Sasuke's lips before opening the car door.

"No. We've been in here for quite sometime now...oh, and Sakura? You're so beautiful when you cum."

Sasuke then stepped out, and was greeted by more men clad in black suits while she was left inside the limo as her blood spiked to her brain.


TBC