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Love Story

Chapter 5 – The best way to fall asleep

The little black dress hugged Sakura's body like a second skin. It was made for her, and only her. It was strapless and the bodice was slit in the middle to reveal a soft pink satin layer. The skirt was loose and ruffled each time she moved. It had a layer of pink beneath it that stuck out at the bottom. The dress only reached mid-thigh, even with the pink petticoat. It was then tied at the back with an elaborate bow that was visible from the front. A pair of black heels was the final, complimenting touch as Sakura donned them.

Her rosette locks were loose and flowed freely around her face. A silver tiara held back all but her side bangs. She smiled at her appearance and added the finishing touches to her make-up. It was perfect and nothing less would suffice. She gently smeared her lips with lip gloss and nodded approvingly. She then glanced down at the silver watch she wore and sighed happily. The guests would soon be arriving and as host, she'd have to greet them.

With elegant leaps she exited her room and locked the door. It was a precaution as there would be drunken teenagers at the party tonight and she didn't want her precious room defiled by those intoxicated teens. She then slipped the key in the pot plant next to her door. No-one would find it there, not in the dark anyway. With excitement she quickly hopped down the carpeted stairs. Her girls would be here soon, if Hinata didn't come first, and they'd help with the final touches.

As soon as her heeled feet touched the marbled floor the doorbell rang. She smirked at her accuracy and cat-walked to the door, where a servant immediately opened it, revealing a timid Hinata Hyuuga. The girl was blushing in her black knee-high halter neck-dress. It was elegant, unlike Sakura's sexy little pink and black dress yet it suited the Hyuuga well. A pair of small heeled shoes completed the outfit. There was also a gold chain around her neck and Sakura frowned in recognition. It was a necklace Naruto had given her many years ago and Hinata wore it everyday.

"Happy birthday Sakura-san," Hinata whispered and tightly embraced the pinkette. They'd been friends since kindergarten and then they'd been inseparable since, especially when they'd found out they existed in the same world. Their parents had also been excited about this and many deals had been struck between the two families – all thanks to their little darlings.

Sakura smiled and readily returned the gesture, "Thanks Hinata-chan." This day also marked 14 years of friendship between them. It was a substantial amount of time and nearly unbelievable. They'd fought countless times and then made up again as each knew this was a friendship for a lifetime.

"Here's your present Sakura-san," Hinata stated as she pulled a box from a clutch purse Sakura hadn't seen prior. It was a small little velvet black bow with no writing. The pinkette hesitantly reached out and grasped the box and then gently opened it. A small gasp escaped her glossed lips at the contents – a pure silver bracelet with a charm that said 'Friends Forever – Sakura and Hinata' in an elegant script. She flipped the bracelet around and observed the back where another inscription was set, 'Love Hinata'. Tears welled in the teen's eyes as she glomped Hinata. Her body shook from the oncoming tears as she gripped the Hyuuga tighter.

"This is one of the greatest gifts ever Hinata," she whispered as she released the girl and wiped her eyes. Luckily, she'd worn the waterproof mascara. She motioned for Hinata to put the bracelet on her hand and the girl complied.

"It's my pleasure Sakura-san," Hinata stated once she clasped the bracelet into place. She then smiled softly at Sakura, "But I think you should go and fix your face before the rest of the guests begin arriving," she said before wiping a stray tear from Sakura's reddened face. The pinkette nodded and sniffed slightly before smiling widely.

"I guess I should," she mumbled and then she and Hinata began ascending up the carpeted stairs. They would have to quickly fix Sakura's make-up as the guests would soon be arriving.

It was a quick fix and the redness had disappeared a few minutes later, and just in time as the doorbell rang and Ai, Ayami and several other girls stepped into the Haruno mansion. Some looked around in awe as they'd never set foot within the mansion, only observed it from the outside, and now they were breathless at the glorious interior. They quickly imprinted the building to their minds – who knew when they'd be allowed to enter again.

Ai Hasegawa scanned the entrance hall in disdain disgust. Snobby, haughty and boastful were words that repeated themselves within her mind. Sakura Haruno was a spoilt rich brat in her opinion. She used to admire the queen and would follow her without fail. Yet, her comment on wanting to wait until marriage grinded every bone in the sixteen year old's body. That was an old, unwanted tradition a queen shouldn't follow. There was nothing special about it to want to wait.

The pinkette had ruined her; she would never reclaim the innocence she'd last due to following the queen's teachings. She hadn't given it a second thought when the time had come because she thought of how Sakura would've reacted. And so, the fifteen year old Ai Hasegawa had lost her virginity to a man she didn't even know.

At times, in the middle of the night she longed for her innocence and wished to set the clock back. But no matter how hard she wished or prayed or hoped, the clock would not reset. She began to loath the queen and yesterday, those pent-up emotions had been freed. She needed revenge on the queen; she wanted revenge on the queen. Sakura had to feel the pain she'd endured, to see how she'd forcefully matured herself. And she knew exactly how to extract her revenge.

She tapped Ayami on the shoulder and whispered, "I have a slide-show present for the queen but it has to be a surprise," she paused as Ayami nodded. "So you're going to help me set it up and then at the right time we'll show everyone. Won't that be the greatest present?" she questioned the brunette. She knew of Ayami's gullibility and she would exploit it to fit her desire. She smirked at her plan – tonight would be Sakura's nightmare.

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Naruto pulled a towel from the nearby rack and tied the white material around his waist. He sighed as the steam from the shower was visible throughout the bathroom and he stretched, relaxing his muscles. The sun-kissed blonde then walked to the mirror and observed his soaked appearance. His hair was flat against his head, only a few strands bravely stood out, and his sapphire eyes were unusually bright.

Droplets of water raced down his toned chest, accentuating each muscle as they ran downward. Naruto ran a hand through his locks and they sprung to life. He then grasped a nearby shirt and shrugged it onto his wet body. The shirt wasn't his choice – it was Ino's. The white collared shirt was the perfect fit, not too snug, but not too loose. In gold, the words 'Rider' ran across the front. It was short sleeved and on the edge of each sleeved small rows of golden stitching formed a triangular pattern. He frowned at the shirt – he'd put his racing jacket over it.

Next came the boxers and jeans that Ino had specifically picked out. They were nearly skinny jeans but a bit too loose around his ankles to really be considered skinny jeans. He grimaced at how they clung onto his legs – this was not his style. There was also a square scarf Ino had neatly folded after showing him how to use it. He took the square and folded it once into a triangle before draping it over his shoulders. Then he grasped the edges and pulled them over the opposite shoulder. It looked like one of those bandanas bad guys from the wild-west would wear.

But he didn't dare defy Ino, not when she was on a personal mission. He sighed as he pulled a black belt from the counter and slung around his hips in such a fashion that only the buckle showed from under the shirt. Finally he slipped his feet into a pair of 'Vans' as Ino had named them. He felt uncomfortable in these clothes. They were foreign to him and he felt strangely misplaced inside them.

Yet he reminded himself that he wanted to look good for Sakura and that was the reason he'd asked Ino for help. She'd been more than eager to help him in his clothing choice. So they'd spent the entire yesterday shopping for clothes he would probably never ever wear again. Well that was a waste of money…

Stepping out of his bathroom he walked to his bed where a small package lay. He picked it up and listened as the contents inside 'tingled' when it was moved. He sighed and prayed Sakura would enjoy the present. It wasn't something he'd bought – it was something given to him that he reasoned would be better if Sakura was seen wearing it.

His heart thundered at the thought of the pinkette. He missed her as he hadn't seen her for three days. They hadn't spoken about the kiss yet. They needed to. His feelings weren't dulling in the least and he prayed her's weren't either. He really liked Sakura – so much that he wanted to be able to kiss and touch her whenever he wanted to. He knew that it was wrong of him – he was engaged to Hinata! Yet he'd call off the marriage for Sakura. He would if she'd return his feelings.

Maybe it was wrong to feel so strongly for her. They were complete opposites after all. They belonged to worlds that shouldn't mix. He was the rebellious biker and she was society queen. He loathed fashion while she adorned it. He loved working and earning elbow grease while she scoffed at the mere thought of breaking a nail. It was an unlikely pairing. His and Hinata's relationship was pushing it already.

It was only because he was once a nobleman that his relationship with Hinata would work. And only because their parents were great friends would it ever be accepted. Society was strict on allowing outsiders into each category and he'd be no exception. Being with Sakura Haruno was an almost unattainable dream and he was stuck between returning to earth or grasping the dream – it was a 50/50 chance and he'd keep reaching for her.

He smiled confidently as he locked his apartment and made his way to the Hayabusa – he'd reach the dream and gain the girl.

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Guess this means you're sorry
Your standing at my door
Guess this means you take back all you said before

Sakura hummed the tune as the song played. It was her favorite and she'd requested the DJ to play it more than once. It was perfect and fulfilling and she knew if she ever had a relationship like the one the singer sang of – she'd be amazingly in true love.

She shook her head. She was amazingly in true love with Sasuke Uchiha and she'd been since childhood. Their love was true, amazingly true to be exact. She'd never love another. She fantasized of Naruto – she'd never be in love with the sun-kissed blonde. It was an obsession. A teenage obsession that she'd outgrow. He was from a different world and the danger was thrilling. It was rebellious and it was a mere phase she'd outgrow.

She nodded and reasoned that she'd definitely outgrow this Naruto-obsession. She and Sasuke would ride into the sunset like a cliché. A fairytale cliché ending was the perfect ending. This brought the pinkette happiness. A fairytale ending where the princess loved the prince and they lived happily ever after was what she wanted. It was every girl's dream, only difference was that her's was a reality.

Like how much you wanted
Anyone but me
Said you'd never come back
but here you are again

She closed her emerald eyes and awaited the chorus – the best verse of the song. She imagined Sasuke was slowing approaching her and when the chorus began, he'd grab her waist and pull her tight toward him. She smiled, yeah that would be perfect. Only, she imagined her Sasuke with blonde hair and sapphire blue eyes.

Yet her thought train was interrupted when hands draped around her waist. She whimpered at the touch, the emotions it brought and the sensations she felt. It was pure bliss. "Sakura-chan," a velvet voice whispered.

Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me, and honestly
My life would suck without you

Sakura's breath hitched, "Naruto?" she questioned while nearly breathless. A lump built within her throat. His touch was firm yet gentle and driving her crazy. She'd never felt this before. Never

"I promised I'd come," he replied, fingering a loose tendril of pink, "And so here I am." She hesitantly turned in his grasp and faced him, sucking her bottom lip, and she held a blush down. He was gorgeous despite the wardrobe change. He'd be gorgeous in anything she deduced and embraced him. He felt wonderful and smelt heavenly.

"Thanks Naruto," she responded and they locked gazes. He smiled gently and leaned closer yet she backed off. She didn't want to yet they were in public, around her lackeys. They couldn't witness this. She'd lose the title of queen and Hinata would see. She couldn't do that to the Hyuuga. "We can't in public Naruto," she informed him before noting his almost inaudible sigh of relief.

He nodded, "So then dance with me," he ordered mischievously. "No-one will care about dancing."

Maybe I was stupid
For telling you goodbye
Maybe I was wrong for trying to pick a fight
I know that I got issues
But you're pretty messed up too
Either way I found out
I'm nothing without you

Sakura grinned and allowed the blonde to clasp her waist. It was a dance and no-one would be suspicious. She'd been dancing all night long so no-one would notice. She locked gazes as they began moving.

Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me, and honestly
My life would suck without you

"We need to talk about the kiss Naruto," Sakura mumbled and he nodded in agreement. This conversation could make or break the night – she'd have to be tactful in her word choice.

"I won't deny that I have feelings for you Sakura-chan," he admitted. "I won't pretend they don't exist," he stated and spun her, watching as her pink locks fanned around her face. She looked absolutely stunning tonight. No-one could deny that.

Sakura gulped. She knew she had feelings for Naruto but she didn't know where they'd take each other. They couldn't be together. Naruto was Hinata's fiancé and her boyfriend was Sasuke Uchiha. They were from two different worlds and they weren't supposed to mix. "I have feelings for you too Naruto but I don't know if I can follow them. We won't have anything."

Naruto shook his head, "We have tonight," he whispered, "And we can figure the rest out as we go along. We've just got to keep in mind that we both have feelings and we can make it work."

"Yeah," Sakura agreed. "We have tonight."

They'd figure the rest out tomorrow.

Being with you is so dysfunctional
I really shouldn't miss you
But I can't let you go, yeah

Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me, and honestly
My life would suck without you

Naruto wasn't a bad dancer Sakura noted and it pleased her. She was learning about him little by little, piece by piece and bit by bit. She wanted to know his soul, his past and his present. She wanted everything about him. She couldn't suppress this feeling that grew each second. It was unstoppable and impossible.

She knew Naruto was grinning widely because his eyes showed all and she was sure her's did the same. It was impossible to hide their attraction. Maybe they shouldn't. Maybe they should allow the feeling to grow. Maybe they should see if it would work. Maybe they should be together. Maybe these feelings were…

Cause we belong together now, yeah
Forever united here somehow, yeah
You got a piece of me, and honestly
My life would suck without you!

"How's your night been?" Naruto questioned as the song faded. "Is it amazing so far 'tebayo?" he immediately blushed at the word and avoided all eye-contact. It was a word he'd tried to outgrow and abandon. But it seemed the word kept popping up and this was not the time.

Sakura giggled, "I think it's cute," she said and pulled his head to face her's. "I find it sweet," she added and smiled warmly. "And yes, this night is going amazing." Naruto grinned and clasped the hand that held his face. He gently laid a soft kiss on the skin before releasing it.

"That's good dattebayo," he mischievously responded. "I told you it's the best night of your life and I'd never lie to you."

Sakura rolled her eyes and punched him lightly on his muscled shoulder, "Did you come on the Hayabusa?" She'd learned his bike's make and name. She wanted to prove she was interested in his life.

"There's no other bike I'll ever ride," he foxily replied.

"I still want to-

Sakura's sentence was halted as an arm wrapped itself over her shoulders. A cold, emotionless voice then spoke, "Sakura I've been looking for you." Sasuke then tenderly kissed her cheek while ignoring Naruto's glare. Sakura was his property and he'd do what he wanted. And tonight he had something special planned.

"Sasuke-kun," the pinkette called in somewhat shock, "I didn't know you where here." She then giggled nervously as she caught Naruto's glare. "I want to introduce you to Hinata's fiancé, Naruto Namikaze," she quickly stated. "And Naruto I want you to meet my boyfriend Sasuke Uchiha," she sent the blonde an apologetic glimpse and his expression softened.

This night would be awkwardly tense.

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Ai Hasegawa smirked maliciously. Tonight she'd ruin Sakura Haruno. With a sigh she stood, with a microphone in hand, and announced, "Would everyone please turn their attention to the screen." Everyone would and could hear the announcement and soon all had turned to face the screen.

Ayami worked furiously at the laptop before her keyboard. She frowned in frustration and sucked her lip while she typed. Sakura-hime deserved the greatest birthday and she was going to give it to her, even with the help of Ai. They'd never gotten along and they'd never spoken more than a sentence. To be honest, Ai petrified the young brunette. The bluenette was cold, emotionless and cruel whereas Ayami was warm, bubbly and kind. They didn't match.

Yet, Ai was devoted to Sakura-hime. This present Ai arranged must be special so Ayami would join forces with the bluenette. Sakura-hime needed the best, only the best and she'd get it.

She nodded at Ai and frowned at the girl's smirk, yet dismissed it. Ai constantly smirked so it was no worry. She then opened the slideshow application and the screen lit up before slowly an image appeared.

It was of Sakura and she was smiling widely at the camera. She was in school uniform and several girls stood behind her. On the top of the image stood "Happy Birthday Sakura-hime!" in big, bold letters. Then, at the bottom it read, "I hope it's unforgettable."

Ayami grinned as each image flashed by – all of Sakura-hime at school, home and partying. Yet none discriminated the queen, they only promoted her image. Heck, several were of the pinkette wearing a crown and several included a somewhat smiling/smirking Sasuke. Though he wasn't openly smiling Ayami could sense his inner joy, especially in the Winter Ball picture. They both looked regal, royal and refined.

The perfect king and queen

The brunette sighed lovingly and gazed at Sakura, only to frown. Yes, Sasuke was nearby the pinkette and clasping her hand there was another individual close. His sun-kissed blonde hair vividly clashed with the darkness and his sapphire blue eyes shone brightly. He threw fond gazes at Sakura and this unnerved Ayami. But more so, Sakura threw them right back and Sasuke didn't appear to notice.

Was Sakura-him cheating on Sasuke? Ayami pondered this and inwardly laughed. It was preposterous as Sakura-hime wouldn't cheat. She was wildly in love with the Uchiha and you didn't cheat love. This blonde was a fling the she'd outgrow. He was trying his luck and wouldn't get far. The brunette would see that he didn't. Sakura and Sasuke belonged to one another.

A collective gasp filled the air as all turned silent.

Ayami frowned and whipped her head over her bare shoulder, a gasp of horror escaping her lips. This wasn't possible – it was a dream, no nightmare and she'd wake up soon.

The picture on the screen blinked ominously and stayed in place. It was of Sasuke and a girl which wasn't Sakura. That would've been fine yet Sasuke was heavily 'engrossed' with this unknown girl. No space was visible between them and passion leaked from the photo. This was no photoshop, this was evidence.

Ayami swiftly faced Sakura and her heart crumbled. The blonde was supporting the queen as she stumbled to stand. Her mouth was wide open and tears streamed down her face. Her eyes were shot open and her wails filled the silence. Sasuke seemed shell-shocked and unmoving. He couldn't comfort the pinkette for he'd hurt her.

Then Sakura broke free from the blonde and ran yet the blonde followed with concern over his face. Ayami sat frozen – she couldn't compute the situation.

"Whoops," Ai's voice called, "That picture wasn't supposed to be in there Sakura-sama!" Her voice was haughty and laced with victory. It was then Ayami realized this was revenge, revenge the Hasegawa had pulled on Sakura for an unknown cause. And she'd played a part – she Ayami Takahashi had broken her Sakura-hime, albeit accidentally.

Her heart cried with the pinkette's.

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Sakura ran, fast and fumbling to keep balance. She needed to escape from those demanding eyes. She needed to escape from Sasuke's utterly shocked yet apologetic expression. She couldn't face the betrayal she felt. That picture had burned her heart then crushed it. Sasuke had cheated and Ai had seen. Ai then used it to painfully injure the pinkette in a twisted sense of revenge.

She unsuccessfully stumbled up the carpeted steps and bolted down the corridor to her room while bumping into several objects along the way. This hurt more than a broken bone, this pain was incredible. It seared through every nerve and cell of her being. The tears wouldn't stop falling, her lip wouldn't stop trembling and she wouldn't stop running.

She didn't notice Naruto behind her, calling her name desperately. She wouldn't stop till she reached the sanctuary her room created. She couldn't hide the hurt she openly felt now and she wished to disappear. Knowing Sasuke had cheated crushed every shattered piece of her bleeding heart and seeing the evidence broke her down.

She dug into the pot beside her door for the key yet a firm grip halted the action. She turned her head to greet Naruto's worried gaze as he gently pulled her hand from the pot. Those eyes caused Sakura to crumble to the ground in a flourish of tears. She couldn't feel her limbs anymore and they wouldn't support her.

Naruto knelt and tightly pulled the trembling girl into his chest and soothingly stroked her almost-bare back. He whispered sweet-nothings to her as he knew words wouldn't comfort her. He actually didn't know what to say or do; this was pure instinct that informed him to pull her close. It told him to embrace her and to soothe her and he'd listen, willingly.

He then used a hand to retrieve the key Sakura had been searching for. He then reached to unlock the door before forcing it open. Next he stood and proceeded picked up the trembling pinkette and hold her bridal-style as he carried her to her bed after closing the door behind them. He knew she wouldn't want to see anyone in this state – it was a wonder she hadn't chased him away yet.

With the utmost care he laid her on the silken sheets of her bed and gently sat beside her before softly pulling her into his lap. She snuggled into his chest and curled herself into him. He smiled timidly and draped his arms around her. The blonde could feel her relaxing and he could hear her tears slowing despite the fact that his shirt was already soaked in her salty tears. Yet, he couldn't care less.

Soon Sakura's sniffs and sobs faded and her body stopped wracking each time she released a breath of air. But she made no attempt to remove her face from his chest or to change their current position and Naruto was definitely not going to either. Having Sakura so close to him was amazing. It was as if she 'fitted' into him like a puzzle. Each muscle connected with his muscle and every dip and curve matched. They were perfect together, just like a whole.

Sakura sighed deeply and lifted her tear-stained face to gaze at Naruto's gentle smile. It was so pure and innocent that a smile of her own teased her lips before the corners of her mouth formed the faintest smile. Then a soft giggle escaped her lips as she wiped the wetness from her emerald orb, "I must be the world's biggest idiot," she mumbled and refused to meet Naruto's questioning gaze.

"I mean I just ran off," she continued, "I didn't even have the guts to listen to Sasuke try to explain," she paused while re-wiping her eyes. "I couldn't stand the fact that he'd cheated on me. I wanted to believe that photo was a fake so that the pain would go away, but it didn't. The pain was too much." Tears threatened again. "I couldn't bear it, knowing he'd kissed another girl." Her voice was straining, "But then again, I guess I cheated on him too."

She looked up at Naruto with pain-stricken eyes, "I kissed you."

Then the tears fell like a waterfall. They wouldn't stop. They didn't want to stop. These emotions overpowered all her senses and she was powerless. "Bu…t I…I…I don…t re…gret it," she whimpered in-between sobs. "I don't re…gret it."

"Good," Naruto replied and reached into his pocket. He pulled out the present he'd wrapped for her and hesitantly gave it to her. He watched as she frowned before tenderly pulling apart the wrapping paper.

"Wow," she mumbled as she reached the chain. "It's beautiful," she muttered as she fingered the necklace. It was pure silver from what she could see and the charm attached was that of a motorcycle with little diamante on it. It was a really special present. She then prompted him to tie it around her neck.

"Happy birthday Sakura-chan," he said once he tightened the clasp.

Sakura smiled despite her hurt, "Thanks Naruto, this was the best gift I could ask for."

Naruto's smile widened as he used his thumb to wipe the tears from her red, puffy cheeks. Her make-up was smudged, her hair was messed, her face was redder than a tomato and her clothes were rumpled but he couldn't think of a time where she'd been more beautiful. So he cradled her cheek and brought her face to his before he closed the gap between them and kissed her.

She was shocked at first but soon she reciprocated the kiss with all she could. This wasn't soft and sweet like before – this was long and deep and it only grew. She wanted more of Naruto and she knew he craved her. This mind-blowing kiss blew the thoughts and pain from her mind, it numbed her senses. She wanted more so she could feel no pain.

Naruto's hand moved from her cheek to her tangled locks and he brought her closer and deepened the kiss. He'd never kissed a girl like this before and this was once again pure instinct. He didn't know if was doing the right thing but Sakura seemed to enjoy it so he must have been doing something right. He could swear he even heard her whimper and whimpering was a good sign. Ino whimpered whenever Shikamaru kissed her like this.

Soon their lips weren't enough and Sakura began trailing kisses along his jaw, watching his eyes flutter in pleasure. This caused her to smirk as her hands went underneath his striped shirt and ghosted over the muscles she'd dreamt about for the past week. But this time it was real.

The pinkette then pulled the shirt over his head and nipped at the skin on his neck. She knew this was all new to him but she was more than willing to teach him. He was eager to learn and that's exactly what she wanted and needed tonight. Her mind was hazy and somehow her actions weren't computing.

She guided his hands to her hips where he clenched the material of her dress before he attacked her lips again. He couldn't get enough her and he never would. She tasted so good and it was taste he'd never get tired of. He'd never been with a woman like this and his inexperience bugged him. He wanted to please Sakura, make her happy.

But he acted on his instinct which seemed to be a reliable source when it told him to move his hands to the zip of her little black dress. It then ordered him to slowly pull the zip down and he unfalteringly obeyed. A small moan left Sakura's throat at this and she shrugged the dress down, revealing the pink strapless bra she wore. He wasn't doing badly for his first time she deduced before laying a kiss on his toned chest.

Naruto gasped in pleasure as Sakura's kisses went lower and lower. This was a pleasure he'd never felt before and he liked it. He couldn't get this from riding the Hayabusa. Not something this amazing, only Sakura could give these wondrous emotions to him. So he did what he thought was next and fumbled with the clasp on her bra.

That's when the haze in Sakura's mind cleared and she halted her actions before violently pulling away from Naruto. Everything came flooding back to her and intoxicated her mind. It was a system overload as she clutched her head. This wasn't what she wanted. Her body sought comfort from Naruto and she couldn't allow him to be used. This was also violating her own personal moral, she'd promised to wait until she was legally married.

"I'm sorry," she breathlessly stated, "But I don't think this is the right thing to do." Naruto was going to despise her for this. He'd never want to speak to her again; never ever again she reasoned and mentally prepared herself for his response.

She wasn't expecting him to embrace her.

But he did, "I don't want to push you into anything," he whispered and released her. He then sighed and swung his legs over the edge of the bed. He wouldn't push her into anything she didn't want. He'd sacrifice his desires for hers.

Sakura watched in amazement as he sat at the edge of her bed before standing. It was then that she decided she didn't want him to leave so in a lightning-fast action she grasped his wrist, forcing him to turn and look at her.

"Please don't go," she whispered and gave him the 'puppy-dog face'. It always worked.

Naruto blinked in shock once or twice before he smiled and nodded. This caused Sakura to smile in response and then pull the silken covers over herself and motioned for him to lie next to her. He eagerly complied after pulling the jeans from his legs. He slid in beside her, pulled the cover over himself and then wrapped his arms protectively around Sakura's bare waist. She'd taken the dress off before climbing into bed.

She sighed in utter bliss and adjusted her position so that she faced him. "Thank you Naruto," she mumbled before digging her head into his chest and breathing deeply. His smell was comforting.

"Only for you," he replied and rested his chin on her head. He could smell the shampoo she used on her pink locks and it smelled heavenly.

"Goodnight Naruto," Sakura muttered before closing her eyes. This was the best way to fall asleep she decided and somehow tangled their legs together. To just be close like this without any ulterior motives was what she'd always wanted.

"Goodnight Sakura-chan."

And they both knew that waking up to one another would be the most amazing way to wake up.

Whew, well there's the chapter! Didn't a lot happen? I certainly think a lot did! Well I hope you enjoyed! Especially the fluff and so on...

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