A/N: So sorry for the wait!! Yeaaah I'm back from Japan. –cries- haha.

Important: I just wanna say THANK YOU to all my reviewers!! You guys make me soo happy!! And I'm sooo happy that this story is doing well!!

Special Thanks: BloodlustKunoichi for being my first ever 100th reviewer!!

Another thing: I just re-read my third chapter. And damn I have to say I'm very – what's the word? – I dunno… disappointed? Or whatnot…with the way it turned out. In my opinion (as the writer) it was majorly rushed, and things were happening way fast, well the scenes were changing too fast. But anyways hopefully, I haven't done the same with this chapter.

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Temari placed the cordless phone on loudspeaker and set it down on her table. She continued to lazily file down her nails as she spoke through the phone.

"You know Sakura you can always come live with me."

The woman on the other end scoffed playfully.

"And miss having him get pissed and worked up? Heh. Hell no." She answered with a hint of honestly. Oh how she loved ticking of that damn bastard.

"That's so like you."

"Of course." Sakura giggled. "You know what? He called me yesterday."

Temari gave of an interested 'hmm' "Why?" then smirked. "Couples on breaks don't usually talk to each other ya know?"

Sakura laughed. "Yes, yes, I do know, I said that. But he called to make sure I understand that I'm not allowed to 'see' other people."

"You two are 'on a break' not 'broken up.'"

"Yeah. But guess what?" Sakura rhetorically asked Temari, a bit too excitedly.

She smirked. "You got yourself a date?"

"Heeeey. How did you know?" Sakura moved the phone away from her ear and pouted.

"It's obvious. Don't let him catch you. I feel sorry for the person. Who is it by the way?"

"I wouldn't think it was… umm it's Sai."

"Riiiiight. Dead man walking. So can I ask why you two suddenly 'on a break' so to speak."

Yeah. Why the hell were they on a break anyway. If she didn't know the answer herself, how is she supposed to tell her friend? The rosette girl only snorted. Her elbows propped on the bed, a phone in one hand against her ear and the other hand supporting her head, idly kicking her feet against her mattress while she laid on it, stomach side down.

"There's no we, us or 'two'. It's just him. So if you really want to know ask him. But," Sakura carelessly shrugged her shoulders, although Temari couldn't see it, "He said something about 'strengthening the relationship.' But if you ask me either he's regret, now that Karin's in the picture. Or that he miraculously got cold feet."

The dark blonde woman sighed.

"I swear I was this close," she made a gesture with her thump and index finger, bringing them close together, "This goddamn close, to wringing that swan-like neck of hers."

Sakura giggled.

"I would love to see that. But… I wouldn't do it if I were you. Sasuke might just kill you for it." Temari sensed the subtle bitterness in her tone.

"Heh. Sakura, if I were you, I would've given that bastard up a long time ago."

The resting woman groaned and flopped over onto her back, arm and leg spread out.

"It's not that easy Tema. After all he's done… I can't help but still want to be with him… want to marry him. . . love him. . ." She whispered the last bit out, but Temari heard it as clear as day.

The tougher female couldn't help but pity her friend. She's never been through as much as Sakura. It's safe to say, Sasuke and Sakura got off on a rocky start. The first time they both met each other…

It was like pure and utter hatred at first sight. So of course when they finally realized their feelings… it's bound to have cracks and bumps… possibly earth-shattering explosions at the start of the relationship and maybe along the way too. They fight like no other couple… but then again… they make up like no other couple too. But let's not get into that.

But Temari knew, as much as she hates it at the same time, she knew and she will admit to herself, Sasuke and only Sasuke could make their Sakura whole.

"I know it's not. But, try to let go of him a little… Sakura," Temari's voice thickly laced with worry and concern, "that way… hey I'm not saying it will, but you know what I mean, if worst comes to worst… At least, It'll hurt less."

As she listened to those words a trace of hurt flushed through her.

'If worst comes to worst…'

She knew, hell everyone knew, of the possibly that could happen. Temari was right. But either way, she'll get hurt.

'… At least… At least, it'll hurt less.'

Her breathing slightly quickened. She close her eyes to suppress that clenching feeling crushing at her heart. She bit her lip hard to keep her mind off the way her insides felt like it was rotting away in the depths of hell.

'It already hurts.' She thought woefully.

"Sakura? Sakura-chan? You there?" The speaker penetrated her thoughts.

"Yeah… Hey Tema-chan. I gotta go, I feel sleeply and tired. Thanks for calling though."

"Alright anytime. I'll see you soon."

"Ahuh." She replied faintly before slowly hanging up the phone.

Sasuke stood up in his worn out form and grabbed the huge water bottle. His sweaty arms flexed, showing perfect taut muscles, as his hands violently gripped at transparent object. Bringing the top to his lips he fiercely guzzled down the substance. Lines of water ran down the sides of his mouth, trailing down his strong neck and onto his naked and perspiring toned chest. After having enough he spun the lid back on and wiped his mouth with the back of his hands. Quickly, he moved onto the next thing for his strenuous workout.

"Sasuke man, you should chill out." From the treadmill he was currently running on Naruto walked over to the man.

The man only grunted in return, continuing to lift the weights. The fox-like man sighed.

"You're not going to be able to walk if you keep this up."

He got another grunt as a reply.

"Goddamn it you bastard. Why are you so sexually frustrated!?!" The blonde screamed teasingly although he meant every word.

Sasuke stopped what he was doing and sat up, giving his friend an intense glare. If it had been any other person they probably would have ran for their life, but thankfully Naruto was used to his intimidating gaze.

He sweat dropped, and rubbed the back of his head nervously.

"Man chill out. I was joking..." Not. He added mentally.

I mean seriously – the way he was pumping those heavy weights and tiring himself out excessively… It was as if he was trying to… compensate for something. Actually, thinking about it, he had been like this for weeks now. And then this break… Putting the two together it made some sense. He knew what Sasuke and Sakura is – well was like behind the doors.

Sasuke's anger dropped as fast as it came when he himself admitted the words were true. Picking up his towel he put it around his neck and made his way to the door.

"You coming or what?" Without turning back he called out to a now confused Naruto. PMS much? "We have to get ready for that dinner whatever."

"Yeah. Yeah." The blonde followed him outta there.

Sakura placed the heavy luggage on her bed and opened the suitcase. She hasn't even unpacked and put all her crap into place yet.

'Arghh. What the hell do I wear? I didn't bring anything!'

'You can wear whatever the hell you want to.'

'Hmm... Something classy. I wonder where he's taking us…'

'Oh Kami-sama I'm talking to myself again!! But honestly, I don't think we should be doing this.'

'I doooo.'

'What if… you know… Sasuke finds out?? Oh my god. Worse. What if he sees!?!'

'Heh. I'm praying for that.'

'Think about what you're saying! He'll deck Sai if that happens.'

'This is where you come in and protect him.'

'Hey, that's actually not a bad idea.'

'Yes. We all know I'm the brains of this body.'

'Oh shut up!.'

'Ohhhh. That dress is perfecto. Go with Red.'Sakura held the said dress over body and glanced at her reflection in the full body mirror.

'Hmm. Not bad.'

'Not bad?! It says, "I might be on a break from my fiancé but that doesn't mean I have to be a nervous wreck."'

'Riiiiiight.'

Sakura made her way to the bathroom with the dress in her hands.

Five figures sat in one sleek black limousine. They were the one and only star gang of Konoha's new smash hit movie. They were on their way to the dinner Kakashi had set up for them as a publicity stunt. All occupants were dressed accordingly, the ladies, being Temari and Ino adorned classy and expensive dresses, and looking gorgeous like the superstars they were. While the men, Sasuke, Naruto and Shikamaru in immaculate tuxes, looking as hot and sexy as ever.

"Tell me. What am I doing here again?" The undeniably best looking man in the vehicle gruffed out, clearly annoyed.

No one answered.

"This is a waste of my time." He spoke again.

"Oh shush up Sasuke. We'll be there after we pick up whats-her-face?" Ino commented mildly.

Sasuke glared at the woman he thought to be most annoying at the time.

"Her name is Karin and you best call her that."

Ino crossed her long legs. "I'll call her whatever I want to call her." She said as she waved him off. Too busy arguing the two didn't realize the limo had come to a stop. Slowly, the door an Sasuke's side opened.

It opened to reveal a stunning looking woman. Five pairs of eyes glued to the woman now sitting next to Temari opposite of Sasuke.

Her stylish red hair was out, looking as luscious and silky as ever, it made even the girls want to run their hands through it. She looked absolutely glamorous. Her face mildly packed on with make up, obviously done by a skilled hand. Her gorgeous dark sparkly dress was fitting and stuck to her like second skin, accenting her bust and curves perfectly. The dress went all the way down to her ankles, with two long slits at either side going up as far as her thigh.

And when she crossed her flawless legs, Sasuke couldn't help but lazily gaze over them. Realizing Sasuke's eyes on where she'd hope they would be. Karin smirked. And it wasn't until Temari leaned over and pinched him that he realized what he was staring at and abruptly looked away. He smirked boyishly making everyone but Karin mad. She was smiling sweetly. Naruto glared at him. He better not be thinking what everyone thought he was thinking. Then came the unexpected comment, shocking everyone.

"Sakura's is just as nice." The smirk never leaving his face.

And… he wasn't thinking what everyone thought he was thinking. At this Karin fumed.

Not long after she had the dress on, her hair done and adorned simple silver jewelry. She applied on some face cream and moisturizers, lip gloss on her luscious lips and light eye make up. She never really liked foundation and the whole make-up thing. It was bad enough she was force to wear it as 'Cherry.' She came out of the bathroom to look at herself full length again.

Definitely not bad.

Her silky pink locks were in a messy but stylish bun atop her head, with a few soft waves flowing down framing her heart shaped face. The strapless dress she wore complemented her curves perfectly. The flowing red dress ended slightly above the knees, it was almost fully backless, there was a red lace crisscrossing tying the two sides together at the back all the way down to the backside of her hips. To complete the outfit was a thin white ribbon tied around her waist in a bow at one side. The garment was simple but pretty and demand attention. She looked simply amazing.

She was not one to brag, but damn she looked… nice. Okay okay, she looked beautiful. She looked how she would always look when she was dressing up to impress a certain someone, a certain someone who was not Yamato Sai. But sadly today that was not the case, because today, the man she was dressing up for was not Uchiha Sasuke.

She sighed and grabbed her purse and walked down the stairs, ready.

Then, the door bell rang.

They arrived at the exclusive part of Tokyo. The spectacular six stepped out of the limo and were immediately attacked by paparazzi. Every second a flash would blind them. Quickly making their way to the entrance they entered the exquisite restaurant with needless to say much commotion and unnecessary attention. All intruders blocked by the huge guards. The restaurant they entered was professional and elegant, and everyone that came in was a somebody therefore it was no surprise and there were no uproars when the gang were inside.

Seeing Kakashi and Tsunade already seated at a secluded area with some people they did not know but were no doubt important they walked over. All single male eyes went on the dazzling redhead while all available female eyes went to the ever so sexy Uchiha. Both lead stars realizing the attention they were attracting, Karin smiled sexily while Sasuke smirked devilishly.

Not long after they were seated.

Sakura and Sai had finally arrived. The restaurant was magnificent! It's golden structure was just exquisite and magical. Sasuke had never taken her there before. Although she'd never been before but she was sure Sai and the rest of them had. While Sakura was a singer and famous and popular to her fans, Sakura and Sasuke were from different classes – worlds even, of fame. There was being famous, and then being FAMOUS, and oddly enough they were two completely different things. While Sasuke was rich and influential famous, Sakura was ordinary everyday lucky-person famous.

Slowly walking in with Sai guiding her, everyone froze. All eyes turned to the pair that had just arrived. More likely all eyes turn to the breathtaking girl that had just arrived. She looked unreal with her soft pink hair and large and sparkling emerald eyes. Sakura began to colour with everyone staring and gawking at her. She quickened her pace to her table unconsciously focusing on something – a group of people. She paled.

Dark Hair. Onyx eyes. Sinfully good-looking.

Sasuke.

She saw Sasuke.

Looking absolutely livid. Oh God. Oh Kami. He looked about already to slaughter someone. His eyes fixed on the person beside Sakura. The person who currently – Oh man! – who currently had his arms around her waist… protectively.

Everyone saw the pure rage and hatred in his eyes, his fist were clenched as he gritted his teeth viciously.

The entrance door had opened all at attention captured again. But this time it was not him who was guilty of it. Rather someone else. A man and a woman. A couple no doubt. They walked in and when he saw who they were… hell broke loose for him.

Standing there was a timid Sakura, HIS fiancée Sakura, HIS fiancée Sakura looking as beautiful as ever, like an innocent goddess… in the arms of Sai being led to their table. And it hurt.

'WHAT THE FUCK IS SAKURA DOING HERE WITH THAT MAN!?' he thought outrageously. Jealousy surged through him. God, he hadn't held her like that in what seemed to be like forever. He craved for her. For fucks sake she was the reason he was so Goddamned frustrated all the time and yet… here she was, in the arms of other man. That thought alone made him want to kill Sai and maybe even hurt her emotionally like she was doing to him. She disobeyed him again. This time it was much worse, because this time he was there to witness everything.

His malicious expression had changed. It turned into a cruel and sly one. Oh she was going to pay.

Everyone at his table watched Sasuke with great interest. They were up with the times, they knew what was going on, and they knew what Sasuke was feeling. What they didn't know however was what the young heartthrob was going to do now that the pair had unleashed his inner demon.

Slowly, Sasuke stood up, a darkening aura clouding the room, he took predatory strides towards his nervous prey.

She sat there glued to her plush chair. She felt a presence closing in on her.

Oh shit. Oh shit. Please. Don't be him. Anyone but him.

But Sadly Kama-sama didn't grant her wish. The familiar silhouette behind her loomed over the table. She swore she saw Sai gulp. There was no way she was going to turn her head to face the powerful man. No way. She pictured his expression in her mind. And even on his stunning face, it wasn't pretty.

A strong hand placed itself on her bare shoulders. A warm thump caressed her soft flesh, tenderly tracing patterns on her skin. The contact sent delightful shivers down her spine.

She felt him bend down to her ear, the opposite side to the shoulder his fingers were moving against. His breath tingling down the backside of her neck.

"Is this your idea of NOT seeing anyone Sa-ku-ra? Hmmm." He huskily and seductively purred out.

God, he had the best voice she'd ever heard. The mere sound out of it made her shudder in pleasure. But she knew he was just taunting her. She was in deep shit. And she was very aware of that.

His lips went down and slightly grazed the side of her neck seeing her reaction...

He wickedly smirked.

No one had said a word, they didn't dare. It was as if everyone ceased to exist or at least Sasuke ignored everyone else in the room like so.

His other hand had gone to her bare back, teasingly massaging it here and there. Letting a suppressed moan escape from Sakura's very, very tempting lips again.

His hands playfully tugged at the red string holding her dress together at the back. Moving his lips back to her ear he whispered…

"Interesting choice of clothing." He tugged at it again. "Very interesting."

With that he nipped her earlobes, the tip of his warm tongue slithered out and gave it a small lick. The blushing cherry blossom girl shuddered in pleasure, feeling very hot and bothered at that moment. Oh damn him!! He knew she loved it when he did that.

She knew that he was smirking devilishly in absolute satisfaction right about now.

But he would not let her go this easy. She definitely had something coming.

A/N: Lets end it here!!

Sorry for any grammatical mistakes or errors.

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Here are some (not so good) answers to recently asked questions!! Could it be yours…?

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What does onii-chan mean?

It means 'brother.'

Why is Sasuke defending Karin?

Blantly put, because he can…

Is there going to be a lemon?

I guess, this chapter answered that question ne.

Who was Itachi married to?

Errr… some pretty woman with blue eyes – if I'm not mistaken.

Is this really a SasuSaku?

Mhmm… sure, why not…

How was Japan?

In three words. Frikken awesomely amazing.