Sasuke didn't wait any longer. He barged in and kicked Suigetsu to the ground. He was on top of him, his hand covering his fish-like mouth so he wouldn't talk.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" he whispered through his teeth.

"Mmmmmiimmm…!" he mumbled trying to escape Sasuke's forced hand over his mouth.

The Uchiha eventually let go, activating his Sharingan, not only for intimidation, but also to see if his 'pall', would be telling the truth.

"Damn man, I haven't seen her in a while." He said trough his alcohol breath.

"What do you want?" Sasuke grumbled.

"Heh, only lust, Sasuke. Lust. I mean look at her man, she's way hot and believe me, kinda rare. I just wanted to make a night to remember, for both of us…"

Suigetsu had stopped. Not because he wanted to. But because Sasuke's Sharingan taught him a lesson.

As he rolled over unconscious on the floor, Sasuke realized what would have happened if he didn't come to Sakura's rescue.

Suigetsu, a drunk Suigetsu anyhow, would have done something he would have regretted later. He had difficulty pronouncing the word. Not sex. But rape.

Damn, he hated that fish scumbag so much in this instant, good thing he had dealt with him with his Sharingan, who knows what would have come of the drunken guy if the Uchiha had used force.

He tried to calm down, he watched Suigetsu in silence, wondering when the guy would wake up.

He heard a moan and as he turned around he understood what Suigetsu meant by 'hot'.

He clearly lost his breath.

Lying on the bed, Sakura had never been more beautiful.

He realized she was panting hard, her eyes closed, currently having a nightmare. But the way she arched her body was just making him realize what he would be losing if he let her go to another guy.

She was wearing a white top, nicely circled just above her well-formed breasts. Her blanket was slightly running down her body, showing her bandaged abdomen, her curved hips and her long thin legs throughout a pair of dark green shorts. Her hands were tossing over the pillow, showing even more that she really had a bad dream. But when Sasuke searched her face, he finally understood the meaning of the word 'amazing'.

Her hair, wildly arranged and uncombed over the pillow was just making her look even hotter that she already was. Her lips, trembling, escaping low moans, were slight red and her eyes, closed and untamed, were loose into the nightmares.

Sasuke approached her intimidated. He never thought she would be this gorgeous. Of course he had thought of her this way, but he had never imagined her to be so darn arousing.

He decided to wake her up, cut her off from he bad dreams, especially if he knew she was in pain.

He slightly shook her shoulders. She opened her eyes terrified and watched him. The instant their eyes met, she knew the dream was over.

She curled her arms around his neck and pulled him into a hug as she let go of a moan and stated crying into his shoulder.

Sasuke didn't deny the invitation, he sat next to her, and tried to hug her back, wondering if he should put an arm around her waist or on the shoulder. He decided to do both.
"I'm so…sorry…" she sobbed into him "I just dreamt that you and…Naruto…had…died…" she cried even more.

"Don't worry, it was just a bad dream." He tried to comfort her.
She let go of her hug and she backed off a little feeling embarrassed. His hands had moved away from her body, but he continued to watch her.

"What brings you here?" She asked more confident.

Sasuke just showed her Suigetsu's body on the floor. She was shocked but didn't say a word, at first.

"What happened?" she whispered.

"He wanted to take advantage of you. He was drunk."

Sakura let go of even more tears, she looked scared and worried and that's what determined Sasuke to open the window and then pick her up (bridal-style).

"Sasuke, what are you going?" she asked trying to hold back her painful moan.

"Do you think I'm letting you all alone here with Suigetsu?"

He turned his head away, hiding his smirk.

"You're coming with me."

They reached Sasuke's house only minutes before the incident.

Sakura was cold, but she didn't let Sasuke know. She didn't even tell him that she was found of the idea o spending the night with him; he clearly knew this already. His hands were clinging on into her material, he didn't grasp this not until he realized she was blushing.

She didn't speak. Nor did him.

He opened the door to his apartment and they stepped into darkness. He turned on the lights with a quick movement of his hand and he headed over to the sleeping room. He sat Sakura on the double bed gently and he closed the window; he had to admit it was kind of cool.

"Um, Sasuke…" she tried to break the silence.

"Hn?" he didn't turn his head. She thought about a déjà-vu, at the hospital room, but she knew this was not going to turn out the same.

"Thank you, again… I don't know if I would have been able to get rid of Suigetsu I you didn't show up."

"I told you, don't mention it. Are you hungry?" he tried to change the conversation theme.

"No, just sleepy." She sighed.

"Then get some sleep." He said almost annoyed.

"Right." She said as she made herself cozy under the blanket. The light was already turned down, so she felt real relaxed. She turned away from him, even if she was grateful, he was still acting like the biggest jerk ever.

She heard a crack; she slowly turned around to see Sasuke get under the bedspread as well. She almost fainted when she realized he had taken of his shirt. His back was facing her, his real hot back and he was breathing calmly.

"Um, Sasuke…I didn't know you were going to…um, sleep…here…" she almost whispered.

He turned his head to face her, he currently lost his breath again as he met her eyes, but it definitely didn't show. He smirked and made her blush but he didn't care at all.

"Now you don't think I'll sleep on the couch, right?"

"Yeah…I mean, no sorry… Goodnight! She said as she turned away and buried her face in the pillow.

"Hn." He responded. "Try not to have nightmares again."

Throughout the night, Sakura wasn't the one having nightmares. It turned to be Sasuke. He was fighting against his cursed seal. Even if Orochimaru, or better said Kabuto-maru, had been destroyed, enteriely, Tsunade took care of that, he still had problems from time to time. His luck it had to be tonight.

He was fighting against himself, not wanting to scream. Little did he know that Sakura was already awake watching him scared.

Her eyes were worried, her hands were shaking.

Before Sasuke could let out a scream, Sakura's glowing hand was already on his shoulder. His panting got lower but he was very surprised to see her standing in front of him.

"What are you doing…?" he almost mumbled.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" she questioned rhetorically as she moved closer to cover more of his mark with her petite hand.

He tried to turn away but the feeling he was receiving was so darn smooth and helpful and he couldn't resist her touch. Just when he thought it would be over, he screamed even harder. He grabbed her unwillingly by the waist with both of his hands and brought her towards his body. He didn't know what he was doing; he screamed into her, hopping it would stop the pain. Her smell was persuading but at that moment, it was nothing more.

She was of course surprised, but she continued to anesthetize the pain, even if she had difficulty moving; she could hardly breathe, he was holding her so tight. And now that his fingers were digging into her flesh, she felt even more obligated to help him. She didn't want to know the pain he was in, but she wanted to take it away from him and make it her own.

His screaming got lower, his panting almost stopped. The pain was still there but he knew that the only thing she could do was to numb the soreness. His neck and shoulder felt relieved as it was over, his fingers were letting go of her hips, but he didn't move his hand. Maybe because he was too tired or maybe he liked where his hands were lying.

She was still moving her glowing hand over his neck and shoulder, her elbows were standing trembling on his fast pumping muscular chest and her eyes were focused and dreaming at the same time.

"Why did you numb my pain?" he whispered into her hair. The gentle touch made her shiver.

"It's the least I can do." She answered as her hand stopped glowing and rested on his shoulder calmly.

"You shouldn't have. You're still weak from the poison." He tried to sound more severe but with no use.

"It didn't matter. How do you feel?"

"Better." He said moving his fingertips over her body. He felt her tremble again, it gave him confidence.

"I'm glad." She smiled.

"Sorry…"

"'Bout what?" she lifter her head up to meet his eyes. He looked embarrassed; he always did when she tried to make eye-contact.

"I woke you up. And I also dug into your skin."

She then felt the pain on her hips, but she didn't protest. As long as his fingers were stroking her waist, she was happy.

"I'm just glad you're better." She smiled again. "But we must do something about your cursed seal." She said suddenly getting serious.

He turned away his gaze; she knew he didn't want to talk about this.
"Not now." He whispered.

Her hand moved over his mark, he vibrated under her touch but she didn't move her hand. She was circling his scared zone just the same way as he circled her middle.

"You know, I can hear your heartbeat." He broke the silence.

"I never hear yours." She said as her head landed on his exposed chest over his heart. "Not even now."

"I'm human." He said as if he had been stung by a bee.

"Sometimes, you don't show." She sighed as she turned over his body, breaking the connection and getting under the blanket; not facing him.

Sasuke's POV:

Have I been dreaming? Has the nightmare turned into a fantasy and then back again? Like a spinning wheel? Does this all make sense?

She made my fantasy complete, better said; she chased away the clouds and brought me the sun.

But now, looking back, it's nothing like this. She told me she can't hear my heartbeat. That she never does. Those beautiful eyes looking heartbroken. That melancholic smile and that cold touch. What have I made her be?

Sakura's POV:

Sooner or later I had to tell him.

He looked so chilled, like he didn't feel anything I had told him.

I know he doesn't care. But I keep holding on.

I didn't change the game.

I only change the rules.

-Next day-

Sakura felt the warm summer breeze over her. She felt the sun, but she still didn't open her eyes. She was too tired to even move her hands. Lazily, she got up in a sitting position on the bed and realized, as her eyes were awakening, that she was alone. Sasuke left his side of the bed with no sound. He didn't even bother to tidy his area; Sakura thought he was going to ignore her as before.

She sighed noisily and enjoyed the summer sun.

Closing her eyes, she didn't see or hear Sasuke come in.

He was watching her from over the doorway, and he had hard time looking somewhere else.

'Damn, man, look at her! She's like the sunshine!' his Inner admired.
'Hn, don't tell me what I already know.'
'She's way gorgeous with that sun covering her… I could watch her forever!'
'You're not the only one…'

"Are you thinking of waking up soon?" he broke the silence with an uninterested voice.
She immediately opened her eyes and turned her gaze towards him. She almost blushed; his chest was still uncovered and she swore to herself that the next time she would see him like this she would probably faint.
She looked submissive, her eyes were shinning but she was trembling from every point.

"Morning, Sasuke. Am I late?"

"No, it's early. I gotta get you back to the hospital; the nurses are probably going crazy."

"Yes, I understand." She said as she tried to get up but the poison was still in her body.

She felt like going numb but she managed to stand up.

But she didn't fool Sasuke. In two seconds tops he was by her side, an arm around her waist, the other one pulling her hand over his shoulder.

"I can walk for myself you know…" she sighed annoyed.

"I can see that." He smirked. "You almost fell and I don't want that to happen."

He helped her walk to the kitchen where on the table she found the most beautiful arranged morning breakfast. For starters, the colors where mind blowing, the smell was sensational and the food looked mouth-watering.

He helped her sit down on a chair and whispered in her year, almost sexily:

"Am I human enough now?"

She had to admit, it was so nice of him.

"I still got to think 'bout it…" she smiled.