Hey peoples, this is NoHappyEndings with the 3rd chappie. Uhm...you guys are probably mad at me right now...so...uh...

ENJOY! -runs away-

Sakura POV

Sweet eyes, bring on those sweet-looking eyes… I looked up from the ground and stared directly at his face, trying to hold back my laugh and stare at him with a warm-but-dangerous face. His face was stone-hard, body still and stiff-giving the deception from his typical Uchiha no-emotions act. But he wasn't without all of his emotions – his eyes told me everything. He was scared and nervous, no doubt about it. I took a step forward, and he practically flinched. I smiled.

"Now, now, Sasuke-kun, you know you have nothing to be afraid of. Your duty today isn't THAT evil…"

Sasuke POV

...Evil? Hell yeah, this isn't evil alright… After Sakura forced the leash around my neck, she took me outside to the crowded streets in my stupid green t-shirt. Everywhere we went, people were pointing and laughing. What joy, right? But that wasn't the only thing, she made me get on all fours and follow her! Who on earth does THAT? Now I looked like a pathetic DOG. A pathetic dog following a pink-haired girl to…

Sakura stops walking. We stand in front of a small building. A very familiar small building. Sakura bends down really low, mouth close to my ear.

"We're here." She whispers in a soft voice. I feel my face heat up.

(Inner Sasuke) HER SHIRT, YOU DOOF! LOOK AT HER-

I turn around to face her, when all of a sudden my head hits something. Something soft. Something warm. Something-

All of a sudden, I feel hands yank my head back. And then a brutal smack hits my face. I look up. Sakura glares at me, her face slightly pink. I widen my eyes.

SHIT! Did I just hit her…?

(Inner Sasuke) You enjoyed it and you know it, you lucky loser.

Sakura quickly spins around, back facing me, apparently taking deep breaths. Then I look up to examine the building. There were pictures of cards and sake, all lit up in bright neon lights. Older men were walking inside with suitcases in their hands and younger slutty women following behind them. Wait. Bright lights? Perverted old men? Whores? Then isn't this…

Sakura POV

After calming down, I turned back around to face Sasuke, whom, judging form his terrified eyes, figured out his activity of the day. I tugged at his leash, and when he faced me, I smiled.

"How do you like the idea of being gambled, Sasuke-kun?" His mouth dropped open, but he quickly closed it, remaining silent. I shrugged. I pulled on his leash and he followed me inside to the steamy crowded building. I shoved through all the people and finally got to the reception desk, where a small guy with tiny shades stood, punching in numbers on a keyboard. I waited for a couple minutes. He didn't look up. I tapped my foot impatiently, clearing my throat. He still didn't look up. I sighed. "Excuse me?" He kept his eyes on the computer screen. I flamed. "EXCUSE ME!!!!" He jumped, shades falling off his nose. I felt Sasuke snicker behind me. I smiled pleasantly. "I'd like a poker room please? For the two of us?" The small man picked up his shades, putting them back on the tip of his nose, and glanced at me for a second.

"This gambling arena is only for people 18 and over. I'm sorry Miss, but I can't let you in. NEXT!" Sasuke chuckled quietly behind me. I glared at the receptionist for a second, frowning. But then an idea popped into my head. I leaned over the countertop, letting my body do its business. I smiled a sappy smile, tapping on his shoulder. He looked up, and when he saw me, he turned slightly red.

"Pllllease, sir, I need the room…you can do that for me, can't you?" I leaned closer, my breasts practically falling out of my low tank-top. He turned a brighter red, then he quickly looked down and began madly typing on the keyboard.

"I-I'll s-see what I can do for you, Miss." I grinned. Sasuke muttered something behind me.

"Thanks." I said, turning around to Sasuke and grinning at him. I bent down to Sasuke's height, patting him on the head.

"What the shit are you going to do to me?" Sasuke mutters, glaring up at me. I smile, bending closer to him so my mouth was right by his ear.

"I'm going to have some fun with you, of course. I'll try not to lose you, but then again…" I let my lip touch his ear. "That's only a try."

"M-Miss?" I jump up, turning around to face the receptionist. He smiles weakly, his face turning red again.

"Yeah?" I say, bending close to him again.

"Y-Your room is ready. I-It's room 205."

Sasuke: I hate you, nohappyendings.

Sakura: 'Hate' is such a strong word, Sasuke-kun.

Me: I agree. You might want to watch what you say, "Sa-su-ke-KUN." I control what you do in this story.

Sasuke: ...

Naruto, from no-where: OMG, TEME! YOU BASTARD! YOU GOT TO TOUCH SAKURA-CHAN'S-

Sakura: -SMACKS- (is turning red)

Sasuke: ...Hn. (is turning red too)

Me: -snickers-

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