Alrighty folks! Thank you again for choosing to read this fic. First off, I have some things to address to my reviewers. Thank you all for giving my your feedback. It's very nice to hear what people think (good or bad) about my writing. To answer to a few of the comments about how I've chosen to do one shots all in this one fic as opposed to making a new fic for each story… well, to put it simply, they're themed. When I thought of this idea, it was spawned from Queen's "Crazy Little Thing Called Love", hence the title "This Crazy Little Thing". They are pairing one-shots. While each has their own little bits of inspiration, they are tied together. Thanks again for reading, keep it up and please continue reviewing.

And now about this one-shot: This is an Ino/Sasuke pairing. Or at least a one-sided one. It's on Ino's side more than anything and you'll see how. It is inspired by the slow version of "Every Time We Touch" by Cascada.

Disclaimer: I don't own the rights to the Naruto series or any of the characters included. If I did… I would not be spending my time writing fanfics… I'd be pimping my ride and rollin' wit' de hoes fool. Better recognize. Fo' sheezy!

Every Time We Touch

He was perfect. Each breath he took, every blink those brooding eyes blinked… Perfect. He could do no wrong. He could say no lie. He was the beginning and the end. It was almost unreal every time she looked at him. Most times she thought she was dreaming when there was the briefest contact between them. He was the sun and the moon. He was perfection. At that moment, Sasuke Uchiha was laying next to her.

Ino brought a finger to graze the arm of the sleeping figure next to him. Her breath was caught up in her throat like it did every time she saw him. It had been years since she had recognized her attraction to the last Uchiha and he still had the same effect. It was surprising the blonde had managed to sustain a pulse when Sasuke propositioned her to be the surrogate mother for the rebuilding of his clan. It wasn't the same as him admitting his undying love for her, but it was close enough. He would grow to love her, she was certain of it.

It had been a year since they had made their arrangement. No baby, no pregnancy. Every time the attempt failed, Ino thought the ninja would give up on her and leave. For some reason, he stayed though. He maintained that it had nothing to do with the fact that he could possibly be developing an attachment to the kunoichi. Instead he simply threatened that maybe he should just leave again. Maybe he could find someone in the sound village to help him. Somehow the Uchiha figured this would make Ino more fertile. Yet with every menstrual cycle, he found himself disappointed. He wanted an heir. He wanted it as soon as it was possible. Yet for some reason, the blonde seemed unable to produce one for him. Every time she went through her period, she felt like balling. She let him down. It was plain and simple. Sasuke's anger was one thing… his disappointment was another.

Ino took in a slight breath as she lay there on his bed. She had a good feeling about this time. She was certain of it. That good feeling could also have been the after glow that she always felt afterwards too. But this time, she knew. There was no other way to describe it. This time she felt it was different. Maybe this time was because Sasuke was actually starting to feel something back. Just maybe…

Their fornicating was like a routine. There were usually no words exchanged. There was no foreplay. Their lips never connected and there was no real affections exchanged. Ino gave them willingly. In order for there to be an exchange, though, Ino figured it would have to be reciprocated, maybe even returned. Ino would feather him with kisses and Sasuke would only pull away from them. Restoring a clan was not something one should waste frivolous things like affection on. This time was different though. The Uchiha managed a smile as he walked in. Something so small as a curve of his lips made what seemed like a world of difference to Ino. That small difference was enough to make the eggs dropping from her ovaries more efficient. It just had to! She could not fail to give him a child after he finally rewarded her with an actual expression. She could not come out of this fruitless after he had proven that he possibly was not as cold as he made himself out to be.

A worried tear slid down her cheeks and left a wet spot on the pillow. Her hand made full contact with the sleeping ninja next to her. He had not thrown her out yet. That was a good sign. She sucked up the rest of her tears as she closed the space that was between her and the Uchiha's sleeping form. Her arms wrapped around him. Her legs tangled with his as she feathered kisses along his shoulder. Her fear became too much as she finally burst out crying. She buried her face into the shoulder she had been caressing. Her tears dampened his skin.

Sasuke's body finally stirred. He turned over so he was facing the kunoichi. His eyes barely slid open. He watched her cry for a moment, not lifting a finger to comfort her. "You're still here?" he asked finally as he looked at her with those same cold eyes that he always looked at Ino with.

"I'm sorry," Ino said quietly as she slid out of bed. She moved over to where her clothes had neatly been set and dressed herself. Her tears continued sliding down her face. This time embarrassment was being added with the fear, salt, and water that welled up in her eyes. After she was dressed, she made her way to the door and took one last look at the ninja she thought she was growing on. He had a disinterested expression as he wiped the moisture from Ino's eyes off of his shoulders.

With another sigh, Ino took her leave. She shut the door after her and made her way back to her home. Once inside the confines of her room, she flung herself on the bed and embraced the pillow and bawled into it. The pillow's mass seemed to move to mold with the blonde like the way she wished a certain someone would. Like she did so many times before, Ino imagined the pillow as Sasuke lovingly holding her. She imagined the Uchiha stroking her hair. She pictured Sasuke kissing her forehead. For a moment, she believed Sasuke was telling her that everything was going to be fine. She heard the words "I love you".

She opened her eyes to see no arms around her. That perfect man that she had just been with never muttered those words. He never held her. He never would. But she maintained the thought that she was growing on him. That hope alone kept her arms around the pillow. She sat up and hugged the pillow against her. Her eyes shut as she silently prayed that this time, she had succeeded in giving Sasuke a child. Maybe then he would finally bring himself to love her.