A/N: Sorry for the long wait! Got caught up with school and Thanksgiving! I meant to update before Thanksgiving. Haha, my promises never work out. And I wonder why I don't have my shit together. Sigh. Happy Holidays from me!
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"Cha!" Sakura swung her leg into the punching bag hanging from the ceiling. The force knocked the bag upward before a snapping noise sounded. It echoed throughout the empty gym, a loud thud following after the snap. Sakura's eyes widened before she giggled nervously, rubbing the back of her neck. For about the seventh time that evening, she had kicked the bag off of the hook that kept it attached to the ceiling.
"Ooo," Naruto sang, placing his little hands on his chubby cheeks. "You broke the thing! Chicken's gonna be mad!" Sakura turned her head to look over her shoulder, seeing her baby brother sitting on one of the benches by the large windows. She scoffed, smiling. "His name is Sasuke. And he's not going to be mad." she said, walking over to the heavy bag and lifting it up over her shoulder with ease.
Naruto used his arms to throw his body off the bench onto the floor. "'Sus-kay' is gonna get mad. Your boyfriend's gonna get mad!" Sakura yelped, nearly dropping the bag. "What did you just say?!" she asked, hooking the bag back into place. Naruto noticed his sister's mannerisms and the glowing pink of her cheeks. He widened his eyes, gasping, then smiled as sly as the fox he was.
Sakura heard the gasp, and when she was finished, waited for his reaction. When she didn't get any she turned to him. His expression caused her to be put on edge, and she crossed her arms defensively. "What is it, 'Ruto?" she asked, her cheeks still tinged the shade of her hair. Her brother chuckled haughtily.
"You like him, don't you? Don't you, big sis?"
She glared at him weakly, for he spoke nothing but the truth. It had only been a week, but Sakura thought it was appropriate to say that she'd fallen in love with him. Sasuke had slowly warmed up to her, and she enjoyed his company. During fights they would tag team, earning as much money as possible. She had brought him back to being able to pay for Itachi's treatment, and she could see that he was indeed thankful.
However, Itachi didn't like her. Sakura frowned as she remembered how Itachi would always give her looks or dismiss her as if she didn't exist. She also didn't appreciate the way he treated Naruto, who had enough mouth to speak up for himself about that. Sakura pretended to let it slide for Sasuke's sake.
Not only did she have to deal with him, but Sasuke's friends didn't seem to be too fond of her either. Especially Karin, who made it very clear that she didn't like Sakura. Sakura dismissed that too, not interested in involving herself in petty cat fights. She'd already wiped her clean. She didn't feel the need to put her in her place twice.
"Hello! Sister! Sakura!" Sakura blinked a few times to see Naruto jumping up and down, waving his hand in her face worriedly. She whipped her head side to side slightly to regain focus before grabbing Naruto's wrist. "Sorry, I spaced out." She moved her hands under his arms and hoisted him up, moving to the bench to grab her bag.
Naruto huffed. "Don't let that chicken boy steal you from me. You're my big sis! Mine!" he declared. Sakura chuckled, smooching his temple. "Yes, sir." She swung her duffle bag over her shoulder and moved to the exit of the empty gym, switching the lights off as she moved past the door.
She walked out of the building into the cool air of the evening. It was nearing dinner time, and she wasn't in the mood for any take out. During her time at the Uchiha residence, Sakura had been fed nothing but take out. Pizza, burgers, Southern food, Chinese, Mexican, and Indian. Neither Itachi and Sasuke had any type of cooking skills. She began to theorize that Itachi's condition was worsening faster due to the oily fast food he's been fed regularly.
As she neared Sasuke's apartment building, she felt Naruto grip tight to her abruptly. She moved her hand to his back and rubbed soothingly. "What's wrong?" she asked. Naruto's haired brushed against the skin of her bare shoulder as he shook his head. He then whimpered, burying his face in her neck.
He never did that unless he was frightened.
"Naruto." Sakura stopped, grabbing him to place him down. However, as she tried to, he gripped tighter to her as if she were to disappear if he let go. Sakura huffed in annoyance. "Naruto, what's wrong?" she whispered. Her brother only shook his head again, and she growled.
She began walking again, fixing the duffle bag on her shoulder. Sakura swallowed thickly, not able to ignore the vibrations of Naruto's beating heart. "Naruto, what's the matter?" she asked again after a couple of minutes. Naruto only whimpered before shaking his head once more. He gripped to the straps of her sports bra, pushing her to the edge even more.
Sakura nearly cried with joy when she reached the steps to Sasuke's apartment building. She threw the door open, being greeted with the warmth of the building. She walked up the steps to room seven, knocking. Naruto moved his head from out of Sakura's neck. He sighed heavily.
"Sakura," he began. She noticed the extreme fear in his voice. She didn't speak, waiting for him to continue. "I saw someone when we were walking." Sakura frowned deeply. "What do you mean?" she questioned softly. Naruto gulped. "A-A man. Following us!" Her eyebrows tightened, and both siblings jumped when the lock of the door clicked.
The door moved open and Sasuke stood there. He noticed the way the two siblings had jerked in surprise, frowning. His frown deepened when he noticed the unmistakable look of fear in Sakura's emerald green orbs. She was home late, and there was a look of fear in her eyes. Something kicked into him and the words left his mouth before he could process them. "What happened?"
She blinked, shifting Naruto in her arms before putting him down. "What do you mean, Sasuke-kun?" she asked, smiling sweetly. Sasuke felt his chest clench, and he shook his head then stepped aside to let them in. Naruto nearly knocked him over when he ran in, his eyes settling on the slumped being on the couch. Said being locked eyes with the little fox.
"Weasel man!" Naruto screeched, running to Itachi. Itachi moved like molasses, trying to scooch to a different side of the couch. Naruto caught him, hugging him around the waist. "Remove your hands from me immediately." Itachi said darkly, a threat in his tone. Naruto only looked up at him, a wide grin on his face, before crawling into his lap and curling up in a ball against his chest and stomach.
Sasuke smirked at the sight of the blonde cuddling with his brother. Naruto was the only one that could bring words with vehement out of his brother, and Sasuke appreciated that mildly. One part was jealous, not that he'd admit that. He turned to Sakura when he remembered what had hit him earlier. "Would you like to tell me what happened?" he asked softly. He didn't want to evoke any type of fear or angst in Naruto, since he seemed to have forgotten. He also wasn't familiar with dealing with scared children. Sakura looked into Sasuke's eyes, feeling her heart jump.
"It's nothing. Just a bug." she replied cheerfully, waving her hand dismissively. She then gasped in realization. "Actually, there is something I need to discuss with you. Something important!"
At first Sasuke grew apprehensive. What could she possibly need to talk about? A million possibilities ran through his mind, and it all reminded him of why he had grown something against girls. Then he was hit with the thought of feelings. Was she really going to talk about that with him?
What Sasuke didn't expect was to be standing in his kitchen before a cutting board with a bowl of peeled potatoes sitting beside it.
"It's really simple. All you have to do is cut them into little cubes. You can do that, right?" Sakura asked. Sasuke turned to her, their eyes locking. There was a mocking glint in her eyes, but as he stared, it slowly turned into something else. Something affectionate. A look he'd definitely seen before.
He looked away with a grunt, grabbing the first potato and placing it on the cutting board with his bad arm. He then grabbed the knife with his good arm and began slicing. She had told him that they couldn't be wasting money on stuff like food off of the streets. Sasuke didn't mind giving that up, mainly because he didn't really eat much. He ate small amounts of the fast food and gave the rest to Itachi, trying his best to fill him up.
Sasuke nearly smacked himself in realization when Sakura told him that fast food wouldn't be good for Itachi in his current state. He then agreed to help her cook a vegetable soup while Naruto bugged Itachi, the weasel and the fox going back and forth with insults neither of them could understand.
"Hey, Sasuke?"
The Uchiha turned from the hewed potato to the girl stirring the pot. She was stirring so elegantly, innocently. Sasuke was briefly amazed by how she could make doing a casual thing seem so beautiful. Purely beautiful. He had to take a double take to process what he'd been staring at.
Sakura wasn't blind nor stupid; she nearly fainted from shock when she noticed him staring. But she knew how to collect herself. Clearing her throat, she moved the spoon from the soup and placed it on a folded napkin on the counter near the stove. She used her now free hand to slide a strand of loose hair behind her ear. Her heart thumped as she felt him watching.
"I was wondering," she began when she noticed she had his undivided attention, "if you'd like to go out somewhere with me sometime? Perhaps a movie or something?"
Sasuke frowned. He should've expected this. He wasn't the gentleman type, considering he wasn't raised up by any type of gentleman figure.
Itachi wasn't one to deal with women. He never had time to fool around since he had his little brother to think about and provide for. Sasuke did remember one girl that went by the name Honey, who was madly in love with Itachi. She was a sweet and selfless girl, and Sasuke recalled Itachi calling her "giggles" since she was always laughing. Sasuke was only thirteen at the time of her arrival, so of course he hated her. However, instead of ignoring his protests as expected, Itachi threw her out. He was slightly depressed afterwards, but Sasuke helped him get over it.
The Uchiha took in that he'd been staring at his feet the whole time. Looking up, he fell into emerald green eyes. Sakura sighed in embarrassment, her cheeks dusting light red. Sasuke swallowed a lump that snuck into his throat, then sighed as well. He placed the knife and potato slice down.
"Actually, there's a party Allston invited me to. I was going to go." Sasuke said.
Sakura pursed her lips, trying to keep from laughing. She could see the small dust of color in his creamy cheeks. It was as clear as daylight to her, and that made her heart thump. That along with the fact that he was inviting her to join him. By then Sakura was grinning like a fool, and as much as Sasuke was disturbed by it and her resemblance to Naruto, he never looked away.
"I'd love to accompany you, Sasuke-kun."
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"Honestly, do we have to be here?"
Karin fidgeted with her glasses when Sasuke sent her a silencing look. Suigetsu sipped at a fruity drink, drumming his fingers on his knee in rhythm with the blasting music. Sweaty bodies moved about frantically, either dancing, fighting, or sparring. The music's bass shook the ground, vibrating the large abandoned building that belonged to Allston's side of town.
Sasuke looked around, scanning the area for a certain pink haired girl. Sakura had insisted that she go back to her apartment to get ready. Itachi had stayed behind with Naruto, the blonde promising not to kill the weasel. Itachi merely scoffed, allowing the five year-old to cuddle against him as long as he remained silent.
Through all the flashing, seizure-giving lights and rapidly moving bodies Sasuke spotted a bright glow of pink. He noticed Sakura move about through the crowd, struggling greatly. Karin had noticed as well, groaning softly. She adjusted her glasses, glancing at Suigetsu, who caught her eye. He gave her a look, holding his hand up at her. She took a deep breath.
Sakura finally managed to move to the back where all the furniture, hydration, and sustenance was placed. She wore a simple dark red off the shoulder dress, some neck jewelry, and small earrings. Her hair was curled, being very bouncy and full of volume. Her lips were glossed, and her eyes were enhanced by the eyeliner she wore.
Karin soundly seethed as Sasuke became mesmerized.
"You look good, Sasuke-kun." Sasuke blinked violently when her voice flowed into his ears. It was crystal clear over the music. The Uchiha looked down at his blue plaid shirt and dark pants, deeming himself sloppy. Either way, he looked up at her into her eyes with a frown.
"Hn. You, too."
Sakura brought her manicured fingers to her mouth, giggling behind them, before moving a curl from her face. "So, do you dance?" she asked with a sly smirk. Sasuke heard the challenge in her voice, his own smirk arising.
"No," he said, taking her wrist, "but I won't lose to you."
He dragged her out to the center of the spacious room, keeping his grip tight on her so as not to lose her in the wave of people. Once he found a decent spot he turned to face her. She brushed a few curls out of her face then moved to grab his hands. When she did, she smirked again before rolling her hips to the beat of the music.
Fortunately yet unfortunately for Sasuke, the music was slow and silky. All too seductive. He watched as her body followed her hips, her hands moving out of his to run around her body. Sakura chuckled inside when she noticed Sasuke's eyes glue to her movements. What she didn't expect, however, was for him to come forward to her.
His hands found their way on her hips. Sakura slowed her movements, and immediately Sasuke moved her hips back to the beat. The space between them was so great it was maddening, but Sakura kept patience and rolled her hips again along to Sasuke's commands.
Sasuke watched them before he looked up to Sakura, smirking amusedly at her dark blush. Her flush was as clear as daylight to him despite the flashing colorful lights and dark room. Like a jungle cat zoning in on its prey, Sasuke took a slow step closer, keeping her dancing. Sakura swallowed, her heart thumping in her chest.
Her patience began to die when he took another slow step to her. As she began to crumble, Sakura rocked her hips, hoping to entice him a bit faster. Sasuke growled lowly but deeply at the sight but held his ground, taking another slow, fatally teasing step closer. Their was still plenty of space between them.
At that moment Sakura gripped Sasuke's wrists and smashed her body to his, her arms going around his waist. She fisted his shirt and creeped up on her tippy toes, her lips brushing against his ear. "If you don't know where to go, I'll finish on my own. Let me know when you can no longer keep up."
Sasuke had no time to react for her attack was quick and sharp. She ground her hips into his, causing the Uchiha to hiss. Involuntarily his hips jerked back against hers. He watched as she gasped, bit her lower lip, then scoffed as she rolled her hips into his. It quickly turned into a competition. They both went at it with equal vigor and passion, the sinful lust building within them.
Sweat gathered at their temples as they panted for air, still grinding and moving ecstatically. Sakura had switched her position, her back against his chest. Sasuke jerked his hips back and forth against her, his body acting at its own accord. Somewhere deep in his mind he was screaming with terror at what he was doing, but a majority of his mind encouraged him to keep it up.
"Let's get out of here, Sasuke." he heard Sakura say, her voice still clear to him over the loud music and voices. He could hear the desperate tone, and his stomach did a flip when he realized what she wanted. He nearly threw up when he realized that he himself was up for what she wanted.
Sasuke nodded, grabbing her hand and leading her to the entrance. He wiped the growing sweat at his forehead and temples, swallowing thickly. His heart raced every time she squeezed his hand for it reminded him that he was actually going to do…the do with such a beauty.
Before he knew it, he slammed the door open to his apartment after unlocking it. The place was dark and silent, and the two assumed that their brothers were asleep. Sakura closed the door softly and locked it, turning to Sasuke.
"Hey," she said, Sasuke looking at her, "you left Karin and Suigetsu."
Sasuke raised an eyebrow. "Are you worried about that?" he asked quietly, his velvety voice booming through the silent room. He walked closer to her again, grabbing her hips. Sakura pursed her lips as Sasuke leaned in. He noticed, craning his neck back.
"Is this okay?" he whispered. Sakura wet her lips, her heart thudding in her chest. She didn't want Sasuke to only be attracted to her body. She didn't want to wake up with him regretting everything. It wasn't what she wanted him for. She wanted him for who he was, and wanted for him to feel the same about her.
"I was only teasing.." She smiled nervously. Sasuke sought her as transparent, seeing the conflict in her eyes. That look. That poignant look.
He grabbed her chin, stilling her, then leaned in again. Sakura let her eyes flutter closed when she felt the soft collision of their lips. All thoughts were gone and her stomach felt almost burnt. It was as if it were melting. Her face heated up as well, the sweat recollecting at her temples.
Sasuke couldn't stop. A feeling bubbled up within him, and unlike her, a million thoughts raced in his mind. In all of his years of living, never before had he felt what he was feeling. It was like a drug effect. He wanted more. He needed more.
His hands slid down to her bare thighs then up her dress, finding the lining of her lace. He twirled his finger around it and settled her up against the wall of the door when she flinched. Sasuke kept his lips pressed against hers. Something told him he was crossing a dangerous boundary. He was rushing it.
Fuck it.
Sakura wrapped her arms around his shoulders, daringly moving back from the kiss. She stared into his eyes, her cheeks as dark as roses. Sasuke used his free hand to cup her cheek, his thumb rubbing the skin. No words were spoken verbally, but as they stared into each other's eyes, too many words rushed out of them.
Sasuke couldn't comprehend and simply kissed her again. Both hands slid to the back of her thighs and he hoisted her up. She responded immediately by hooking to him, and he stumbled through the living room down the hall. He fumbled to open the door to his bedroom, not wanting to disconnect them.
Both sighed in relief when he finally got it open. He kicked it closed behind him, flinching when it slammed. Sakura moved herself from his hold and allowed herself to be softly halfway placed on his bed. The straps of her dress fell off her shoulders and Sasuke gulped, internally cursing himself for showing weakness.
The pinkette smiled comfortingly, assuringly, before grabbing the top of her dress and wiggling out of it. Sasuke watched with utter concentration as she wiggled out of the garment and discarded it, being left only in her undergarments and jewelry. Sakura laid herself out on his bed as if she were in her own when she caught no sign of a negative response from the raven. Said raven stared her down, drinking in her skin and revealing lace.
He frowned when he caught light bruises. By taking in the spots, he realized that he had made those marks. He marked her porcelain skin. Sasuke placed his hands on the bed, his bad arm twitching in it's cast, then crawled to her. His hands rested on either sides of her head, and he hovered over her. One hand snaked it's way to rub at a bruise just below her bosom, and Sasuke sighed when Sakura gasped. The skin was rough, but yet still very soft, and he could almost imagine what her healthy unmarked skin felt like.
Sakura suddenly felt exposed before him. She sat up and began unbuttoning Sasuke's shirt, glad to find him bare beneath. She rubbed circles into his sides, amused when his breath hitched and he choked on a whine. Sakura was no expert, but she planned to make her raven feel good. Her hands moved from his sides to the front of his pants, skillfully unbuckling and removing his belt. She stared at his poking excitement then looked up at him, chewing at her lower lip.
Sasuke felt ready to burst. He'd experienced sexual desire before, but only because he was growing into a man. Now, he was itching for relief. A simple handjob wouldn't do. Softly, he pushed her down onto her back again. He looked at her from below him the way one would at a masterpiece. A work of art. He didn't even know where to begin.
She sensed his confusion, and could also see it in his eyes. To try and comfort him, Sakura closed her eyes. Sasuke wet his lips, again drinking in her beauty. It amazed him how she didn't even have to try. After removing her necklace, Sasuke bent his good arm to lean down, bringing his mouth to the crook of her neck. Sakura restrained herself from jerking when his warm breath tickled her skin. Who knew the almighty, powerful Sasuke could melt at sex?
He took a few deep breaths before hesitantly placing a soft, chaste kiss on the skin. He then reeled back as if he'd break her into a million glass shards. Sakura tightened her lips and kept her eyes closed. Sasuke wasn't sure if she was enjoying it, but he leaned down again anyway and kissed along her neck. He kept it clean and innocent until he moved to the opposite side, opening his mouth to let his tongue slowly creep out of it's cave to taste.
Cherries; she tasted like the smell of a cherry dessert. He didn't like sweet things, but she was a goddamn delicious poison for him. Sasuke suckled some skin for a bit then dived deeper when Sakura tilted her head back to reveal more of herself for him. Sakura's breath hitched before it picked up rapidly, her body submerging into a pit of heat. It was a type of heat she'd never experienced before.
"Let me know if anything hurts." Sasuke commanded in a low tone. Sakura nodded, keeping her eyes closed as he moved away. She waited to feel his tongue work miracles on her. Just as her patience curled in she felt his hands on the lace of her panties. He took his time in dragging them down, and it felt like forever when they were off her ankles and she could feel the breeze. Then Sasuke's tongue was on her again, this time assaulting her collar bone. His hands moved her bra straps down and pulled them off her bosom before unclipping them entirely.
Sasuke nearly growled ferally at the sight before him. Sakura was indeed a muse. Finally she peeked open her eyes, revealing emerald jewels fogged with lust. She panted, looking straight at him. Sasuke felt himself ready to burst again, and before he knew it he was unbuttoning and unzipping his pants. He gasped when he was freed, aching and pulsing an angry red.
Sakura openly made room for him, also feeling his burden. She released a wanton whine, Sasuke grunting in response. He remembered something Itachi's friend told him about when he was younger. He was ready, but he wasn't sure if she was. For some reason, he deemed hurting her unnecessary. He remembered the trick seeming legitimate, now that he looked back on it. He slowly brought up two fingers, tapping her tightened lips softly. She looked at the fingers then at him.
"I know this is weird. Trust me. I just.." She couldn't help but smile warmly as he glared weakly out of the corner of his eyes. She opened her mouth and took the fingers in, running her tongue over the digits. Sasuke's glare disappeared and was replaced with shocked amusement at the sudden action. She made sure to coat them well before pulling back. Her reddening lips stretched to another smile and Sasuke nodded. "Thank you."
After she nodded, he pressed his four fingers against her, swallowing when she squirmed. The heat was unbearable, along with her rising patience. Sasuke caught on quickly for he slowly pushed a saliva-coated finger in. A small noise escaped him when Sakura mewled, her legs parting more. The Uchiha huffed when he felt his face heating up at the sight. Her eyes fell closed again as she rolled her hips down against his finger.
He experimentally pushed in another finger and made scissor motions, watching her. Sakura cried out sharply, her back arching beautifully off the bed. Sasuke thrust them in and out, listening to the sounds of wet smacking and blissful noises coming from the bright haired beauty sprawled out before him like music to his ears. Sakura chewed at her lower lip, ripping skin from it as she burned with need.
"Sasuke," she whispered with opened eyes. The male slowly removed his fingers, moving his hands back on either side of her head. He wiggled his hips so that his pants rode low enough off of him. Sakura swallowed, waiting for him patiently. Sasuke fisted his sheets as he pushed in, the muscles instantly clamping around him. His face grew unbearably hot as he failed to hold back the moan that escaped him. He felt himself entering a new world of euphoria as he slid in deeper, panting heavily and grunting ferally as he was squeezed. He briefly wondered if Itachi had ever experienced such a feeling with Honey.
The pinkette slid her hands around his back, fisting his shirt. She then pulled him forward as if urging him to go more. Sasuke pressed his lips roughly against hers, Sakura instantly responding just as roughly. It soon became a battle of tongues, Sasuke pushing and grinding in and out of the pinkette. He moved slow enough not to hurt her, but hard enough to weaken her. Lust consumed him as he did so, dominating her tongue.
Sakura moaned into his mouth, pushing her hips back to meet him at every stroke. Sasuke pulled back to bite down on her neck, and as she gasped in pain, Sakura dragged her nails down his back. Sasuke hissed, and another battle arose. They moved in harmony, gracefully, but still in rhythms that tried to overpower the other. Sakura buried her face into Sasuke's neck when she couldn't hold back her cries.
"Harder, Sasuke!" she commanded in a light cry, Sasuke obeying by slamming into her. His brain turned into molten mush by the time his lower stomach tightened, and he kissed Sakura's lips repeatedly, some kisses lasting longer than others. Sakura grit her teeth and clawed at every inch of his bare skin, tearing up in pleasure.
It wasn't long before the couple saw stars and Sakura was crying from the intensity and pain. Sasuke showered her face and neck in kisses after releasing himself from her, wiping her tears. He then laid beside her, staring up at the ceiling as he tried to recollect his breath. His hair stuck to his forehead and his muscles weakened, his injured arm throbbing within the holds of it's cast. He ignored it however when he saw Sakura sit up.
"What's wrong?" he asked, sitting up also. Sakura turned to him and looked at him for awhile. Sasuke's eyes glowed from the moonlight passing through the curtains. They shone passionately, and she smiled. Sasuke didn't return the smile, instead cupping her cheek and leaning in. They met each other at an open kiss, Sakura slowly falling onto her back with Sasuke hovering back over her.
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A/N: …
I don't have much to say. U-Uh, I'm gonna go finish my NaruSaku. Thanks for reading!