Chapter 4

The alarm kept on ringing wildly trying to wake up the stubborn person sleeping peacefully. Sakura tried to cover her ears hoping that the noisy thing would magically shut it self. She knew it wasn't an ordinary day. It's her birthday. She's what? Twenty- something? The alarm kept on ringing and this time, she made an effort to open her eyes but her body is refusing her.

She tried stretched her arm to shut the deafening thing off. However, she didn't get the chance to do so. The clock went silent by itself. And there was silence. The bed moved slightly and an heavy arm circled her waist. Slowly she turned to open her eys and close them when her head started throbbing hard. Sakura's whole body is aching and it feels like a thousand needles pierced her through her.

She felt alarmed. Questions are running through her head. She's very confused. Her body feels like hell and some thug is in bed with her. Good Lord! She tried to calm herself. Nothing is going to be achieved if she panicked. Sakura tried to remember the events that happened the past night. After Ichigo's revelation, she stormed out of the restaurant in tears and off to somewhere. Where is somewhere? Somewhere out there? Over the rainbow? God! She feels like a mess!

She remembers going in a bar with many guys. She remembers not caring what will happen to her. It was important to forget Ichigo. She remembers chugging alcohol but she can't remember what kind.

She felt movement in her bed again. This time, the stranger nuzzled on her neck. Her pulse went fast when she felt his breath against her skin. Sakura forced herself up despite of the pain. Feeling that she's naked, she used her blanket as her cover. She saw the sleeping person beside her doesn't have anything on either. Her eyes wandered on him though she can't make out his face. Only his body- like Adonis. Her wyes wandered around his body until she saw his arm that was resting over his head, trying to block sunlight from his eyes. A familiar scar caught her attention. A very familiar scar forming a "U". She felt very nervous. The mark is too familiar.

Bravely, she tried to take a look on his face that was now buried on the pillow. Her face paled. "Sasuke?"

"Hmm?" he mumbled as he turned the other way.

This time, she really panicked. She pushed him out of the bed. Because of the fact that Sakura lives alone and that she sleeps alone, she has a single bed and because of the fact that it is a single bed, Sasuke fell directly down the hard-wood floor.

Hastily, she stood up trying to cover herself up.

Sasuke stood up groggily. He opened his eyes. "What the hell was that for?! What are you staring at?" he asked angrily. "It's early in the morning. Can't you keep yourself quiet?"

Her eyes widened at his nakedness and admired his glory for a few seconds. She shuts her eyes and turned around, her back facing him. "Shut up and put some clothes on! The hell!" Her face blushing ruby red.

"Fine. You can turn around and watch me dress, you know," he teased. "I don't see what's to hide after what we shared last night."

"What happened last night?" she turned to face him after she heard him zip his trousers.

Sasuke clutched his chest as if he's in pain. "How hurtful! We shared an unforgettable night and you ask me what happened?"

"What did you do to me?" she said in an accusing tone.

He frowned. "Don't say it like I molested you. You wanted it to. We did it together."

Sakura looked at the bed like it is something supernatural and sat on it. "Oh no." she slapped her forehead. "No. You're just lying."

He stood in front of her. "I can't believe you don't remember anything from last night. After everything we've done… The moments we've shared."

"Stop it! STOP IT!" she screamed, blocking his voice. Everything is a big mistake. It would have been better if it was a hooker- a male one. That way, she could just throw him out of the house. Why the hell does it have to be him? Him of all people?

"Do you want the details about last night?"

"You tricked me into this. You seduced me, I'm sure." Even if she's drunk, she wouldn't want to be him. And she can't allow anything to happen between them.

He chuckled. "Let me tell you, Sakura. I do not force women to bed with me (they come to me naturally). As far as I can remember, you were the one who dragged me into this."

She raised her eyebrow. "I'm not that kind of girl." Even though she couldn't remember anything, she knows she doesn't force a guy to sleep with her.

Sasuke shrugged as if what she has said doesn't matter. He sat down beside her. "I can't do anything if you don't believe me. We met at the bar last night. You were drowning yourself on alcohol when I saw you. I didn't recognize you but you actually recognized me. You told me about what Ichigo did and I thought you need company very badly so I accompanied you. Then…" he stopped talking.

"Then what?"

"I took you home because you didn't bring any car. You kept on asking if I'm gay along the way. It was late so I took care of you."

"Were you the one who changed my clothes?" she asked. "No. Let me rephrase that. Were you the one who undressed me?"

"No. you did it yourself. I tried to remain passive but things went off hand. In fact, I couldn't stop you from tearing off my clothes." He showed her his polo shirt that he wore the previous night. It is now tattered and is missing some buttons. "You were like a wild cat."

"Stop lying. You new I was drunk, if I was doing something stupid or if what you're saying is true then you should have left me where you found me." That would have been better since she can't remember what happened. She just wished that she didn't end up like this. "You should have just left me alone. You knew I was drunk."

"HELL! I'm not a saint! What would I do if a gorgeous lady begs me? I can't do anything last night but grant you. Last night, when I told you I was leaving; you stopped me and started bawling your eyes out. I hate seeing women cry."

She buried her face in her palms. She wants to break down and cry. Dying would be nice. She feels so dirty, so ashamed. Was she that desperate that she begged her mortal enemy to lay her? "What the hell? Why is this even happening to me?"

She doesn't want to be an old maid but is this really what she deserves? The guy that she was hoping to tie the knot with transformed into a women lovelier than her; the person she detests the most turned out to be her first! She took a deep breath and clamed herself. She cannot think straight if she's angry and all worked up. Maybe he's just fooling around her like always. "did we really do the deed?" she asked, hoping for a 'no'.

Sasuke smirked. "Judging by our appearances, do we really look innocent?"

Her head and body are feeling painful but it doesn't hurt that much in the middle part. She should have felt something by now. There isn't any clue or evidence that they really did it last night. She stood up and began searching for blood on her bed sheet. Sakura smoothed her bed and began searching for tiny red drops… or a lot of red drops. There are none.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Looking for proof," she faced him. "And I just proved that you are lying. I can't find at least one drop of blood?"

"Blood?" he asked with a hint of confusion in his voice. Then he realized what she was talking about. He looked at her with praising eyes, "you're a virgin?"

Sakura clenched her fists tightly. "Yes. Unlike some man whore."

Sasuke laughed in an insulting way. "So that's why you almost killed your self when Ichigo didn't marry you. Listen Sakura, not all females bleed on their first time," he explained.

"Just get out! Leave!" she stood up and opened the door to her room, motioning for Sasuke to go out. "I don't want to see you again! Ever!"

"Wearing this?" implying his slacks which is the only clothing he has on. Sakura forgot that she lives in a decent neighborhood. What if a neighbor saw Sasuke go out wearing indecent clothes and get the wrong impression? False rumours would be sure to spread around. "Damn it! Make yourself decent and get lost!" Sakura barked.

He just smiled and scratched his head. "Can I use your shower before I go? Maybe you want to join me," he offered with a wink. Sakura threw him a pillow as a response which he caught mid-air. "I guess that's a no. If you don't want to come in, then can you make me some coffee? Black, please."

She slammed the door shut as she went out the room. She heard him laugh. This would be a big problem. She should ask Sasuke not to tell anyone what happened between them. If he really is a real man then he shouldn't gossip. As long as her little big secret is safe then she has nothing to worry about.

Sakura found herself in her kitchen making coffee when she heard the doorbell ring. It's too early for visitors, so who could it be? She opened the door and was surprised to see her parents.

"Happy birthday!" they greet with a kiss and a big bear hug. (awww..)

Sakura was too stunned. "Mom? Dad? Why are you here?"

"Well, what do you think?" Mr. Haruno answered. "It's your birthday!"

"Why didn't you call? You should have called before you came? I always tell you to call before you come!"

"Well then, it wouldn't be a surprise." Mrs. Haruno said with pride in her voice. "Why are you making such a big deal about your call-before-coming policy anyway?"

"So that I can prepare. You know, I want everything to be perfect when people come visit me."

"We wanted to surprise our little princess. Is that such a crime?" her mother answered back. "We are so excited to hear about your date with Ichigo last night. He's invited to come your party tonight, you know. Did you tell him that? Of course you did!"

"H-ha?" before her date with Ichigo, she told her parents about it and her 'expectations'.

Mr. Haruno took a glance in her room. She quickly blocked his view. In case Sasuke comes out. "Why are you so anxious? You look like you're hiding something?"

"Don't be silly dad! Why should I hide something from you? It's just because my room is kind of messy and dirty. It's embarrassing."

Her mom pinched her cheeks. "Aww… that's nothing, dear. We're used to your messy ways anyway."

"Sakura, there's a fancy car on your parking space. Did you finally get a vehicle of your own?" her father asked. He obviously saw Sasuke's.

"No! of course not! You know how I am with the total global warming thing. Cars contribute to the cause, dad. That's why I walk to work or take the subway system. That's probably the neighbour's or something."

Oh, how she prayed that the car owner would not come out. Let him have diarrhea or something; anything to make him stay inside the bathroom.

"Right. But you could always help save the earth by flicking off. Why don't you buy yourself a car and make your life easier. You are just one person anyway."

"Dad! Every one person counts! Besides, I'm fine."

Her mom answered, "We support you, honey. Anyway, we just dropped by to surprise you and make sure you're ready to your party tonight, Is there anything you want us to do? Last minute changes?"

"No. Everything is fine, mom." She answered quickly to end their conversation. She approached the door and opened it for them. "I love you. Careful on driving, dad. I'll see you guys tonight!" Sakura is so desperate that she began pushing them out.

"We didn't talk about Ichigo yet," Mrs. Haruno said.

"Tonight, 'kay?" she kissed their cheeks. "Were your best clothes tonight."

Sakura sighed happily because at last they are leaving. Just an inch more and she is safe. Lady Luck truly does favor her.

They were about to go out when Sasuke's voice was heard. "Sakura, can you get my extra shirt? It's in my car," he said. His head popped out of the washroom wearing only the towel wrapped around his waist. "You ripped the other one last ni—" he stopped talking when he saw Mr. and Mrs. Haruno's faces.

"Sasuke?" her father's eyes squinted. "What are you doing here?"

'Crap'

Next Chapter: Commitment

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Sasuke said. She is looking at him like she wants to choke him to death or worse. She just ignored him and started walking inside her parents' humble abode. He just followed her trail. "They're like cooking me inside. Your dad watches me like I'm a criminal or something. You have to talk to them. They're talking like they're planning our wedding! or something like that! I went out before I get grilled."

Author's Note:

Okie, I'm soooooo friggin sorry that I did not update sooner! I was buisy lately, but hey! some people only update their fic once a year or something so stop complaining! I do feel flattered but it's kinda pressuring me. Thanks for all of those who waited though, Naruto's Wifeey, if it wasn't for your 'encouragemet' I would have forgotten about this fic so THANK YOU!!!

Oh and about that Global Warming thing, that was a last minute addition. I just decided to bring it up because, let's face it, our world is changing- not neccissarily in a good way. I do believe that every one little move counts like flick off the light or use energy efficient stuff. I do hope that my readers agree with me. You might think it's dorky or something but it is a serious cause. I just want to let people know about our climate change awareness. Remember, every little thing you do counts! No one is just 'a one person' because every one counts and we all live in this Earth! Thank you for taking your time reading this.

Also, would anyone please suggest what I should name Sakura's parents? I'm just tired of calling them Mr. and Mrs. Haruno.

Kimbie