A/N: Okay, fourth chapter! You know, you people who actually read this, you can send me ideas in your reviews, I'm always open to inspiration (actually I'm more like lacking and in need of it). If you have any good ideas for the upcoming chapters, just tell me and I'll see if I can fit them in. Of course, there will be some that I won't be able to put in my story, but still, I'll do anything possible.

It has to be in the line of the story, though. If you tell me "Kiba could try to steal Hinata from Naruto to try to convince himself he's not in love with Kankuro", I'm sorry, but I won't put that. There's absolutely no link with the story.

Anyway, here's the (hopefully) long awaited fourth chapter!

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Somehow, when Sakura woke up, se felt a sudden, unexplainable, pregnant woman-like craving for cheesecake.

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Just at that moment, she realized in what wonderful position she was. Note the sarcasm.

She was currently on her back, sprawled over by a very sleepy Uchiha, his face in the crook of her neck, his arms on each side of her. One of her legs was folded against his side, and the hand that was holding his arm the previous evening was, well… still holding his arm. Except now that he was on his belly, her arm was kind of… ahem, acrosshis back. As in hugging him.

She hurriedly removed it, and unfolded her (treacherous) leg. She tried to move him away from herself, but when she started pushing him, he grunted and nuzzled more in her neck.

Oh.

My.

God.

Oh my God! Oh my God! Oh my God!

Shit!

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!

"Sasuke-kun is lying over me, sleeping, and just snuggled in my neck. And he won't remember a thing when he wakes up. And he won't believe me that I woke up like that and I didn't pull him over me. He'll say I'm annoying and will hate me for the rest of my life. And he'll never come back to the village again. This can't get any worse!" She thought to herself, wincing inwardly.

Wait…

Wrong!

It can and it did get worse.

Uchiha Sasuke, as hard to believe as it may be, was currently… Oooh, just the thought of it was scary and totally… weird! That could have never happened. Not to him! Especially not because of her!

Because it is Uchiha Sasuke we are talking about here. And Haruno Sakura. Mr-I-have-no-emotions-whatsoever-and-I'm-proud-of-it-because-it-makes-me-angsty-therefore-cooler-than-you and Ms-I-cry-on-a-daily-basis-and-I'm-in-love-with-a-guy-who-thinks-being-angsty-is-cool. It just can't work!

Uchiha Sasuke was having a really, really noticeable erection due to his position over the pink-haired kunoichi who was struggling, therefore squirming, to get him off of her.

Finally gathering her guts and chakra, she violently pushed him off the bed, on the hard, cold wooden floor, exactly in the spot where there was a big lacking of carpet. A loud thud resulted from his fall, followed shortly by a grunt, a small but deep yelp of pain and a quite angry-sounding "What the fuck?" before she saw him rise from the ground and plop back on the bed with a deep sigh.

He then turned his head towards her and opened one of his dark, tired eyes. He looked at her with a mix of anger, annoyance and surprise. Before she could even begin to think of maybe trying to start understanding what the stare meant, Sasuke opened his mouth and spoke slowly in a low voice:

"What the hell are you doing here?"

Sakura's eyes went wide. No! He couldn't! He couldn't have forgotten! Not after he cried, revealed some important stuff about his past, smiled, let Sakura hug him the whole night, actually talked and had an erection! She felt like punching him again, but after remembering that too many hit would be hard to heal and would scar his face forever, she decided otherwise.

Just when she was about to remind him of the nature of her presence, he finally seemed to have caught up with the situation and opened his mouth again.

"Oh, right, I acted like a completely weak fool and cried like a wimp in front of you. Then you comforted me and we fell asleep like that. Now, here's my real question; why did you throw me off the bed?"

"I don't even have to say it, the answer's on you," she said matter-of-factly, still with a hint of fright in her tone.

"What? What are you talking ab-…" He suddenly stopped, then lowered his gaze towards his pants. His undeniably tight pants. "You've got to be kidding me," he said, voicing a little bit of panic.

"I'm afraid there's nothing to be kidding with, seeing that," Sakura said, shyly pointing at the bulge in his trousers. Then, apparently out of her mind, or simply still too sleepy to refrain herself, she poked the thing as if it were perfectly normal for a girl to poke a guy's erection when all he wanted to do was to make it disappear.

You see, when you touch in any way a guy's penis, it is gonna make him have an erection, except when you hurt it. But if he already has and erection, then the "Grazing of the Manhood" technique is meant for the guy to, most likely, ejaculate, or, in the bluntest of terms, cum. Even when it's not on purpose.

Sasuke grunted a low "fuck," and pushed her violently out of his way. He climbed off the bed and hurried towards the bathroom. Sakura heard the ripping of clothes first, then someone falling, then Sasuke's voice producing muffled moaning and grunting sounds, then a low groan and the sound of something falling in the toilet.

Even with the fact that see was still a virgin (Tsunade wouldn't have let any male get too close to her), Sakura had quite an idea of what had just happened behind the bathroom door. Not that the idea of Sasuke jacking off repulsed her, au contraire, but she would have preferred him to do it inside of her, after a long session of love-making (not sex, the word sounds too vulgar) and after telling her he was madly in love with her and wanted to marry her.

When Sasuke finally got out of the bathroom, he saw Sakura sitting on the bed, watching outside the window intently, as if she didn't want to look at him. He approached her and said:

"Does it bother you that much that I get and erection because of you?"

"No, not at all. Actually, it pleases me more than you think, but that's not exactly how, when and where I wanted it to happen. Nor to end." She finished with a sly smirk.

He shot her a glare, well aware of what she was thinking about. He instantly regretted what he told her the night before. She, in no way, deserved to know that she reminded him of his mother. Although she did, he shouldn't have admitted it out loud.

"Oh, don't you glare at me, Sasuke-kun. You do know that I've been in love with you for a long time already and that I've always wanted to be the mother of your children. Don't hate me for something that I can't control."

"You're right, I shouldn't hate you because of your mouth," he said, stopping the glare and installing a smirk on his (way too handsome for his own good) features.

"What? What are you talking about? I said something that I couldn't control!" Her smirk left her face, replaced by a misunderstanding and questioning look.

"Yes, that's what I'm saying. You can't control your mouth." His smirk grew into an evil grin, as he realized that he was about to win the battle. "Oh look, now it's dangling open! You look like a fish like that, did you know? You'd better close it, before you gob some bugs. Oh, don't give me that look." He said, seeing her outraged face. "Come on, we'd better leave before they kick us out. We've got a long way to go."

He gripped her wrist and pulled her towards the door and out the room. She was still gob smacked, and didn't do anything to stop him. Just the fact of having nothing to say was making her speechless. Because, as you all know, Sakura is never speechless in an argument.

Never.

Ever.

As she was dragged outside the hotel and down the street, her eyes found their way to her wrist, which Sasuke's hand was clamped on. It was not the first time Sasuke had taken hold of her arm, nonetheless touched her, but it was the first time he did it without having to save her (again) from some kind of enemy. Actually, he looked kind of serene.

"Why is he like that?" Sakura asked herself. "Since when did he initiate touch, grin, and speak full sentences? This is not the Sasuke I know, and I'm not sure I like it."

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All through the day, Sasuke's behaviour became weirder by the minute. At first, it was only a bit surprising when he held her hand for a whole hour before letting go of it to go to the bathroom. Then, it became curious when he stared enthusiastically at everything around him when they went through a market.

But what really freaked her out was when he made puppy eyes because he was hungry and wanted tomatoes. Oh, and when she finally accepted to buy some, he made a big grin and looked as if he were close to hugging her. Hugging her! Uchiha Sasuke never hugs anyone, especially not Haruno Sakura!

When they finally left the village, Sasuke looked as peaceful as Tsunade when she gets her precious sake. He had a slight goofy grin on his face and some kind of unknown sparkle in his eyes. Sakura stared at him for a few minutes, a suspicious, questioning and (a little bit) worried look plastered on her features. She then closed her eyes and sighed.

"Geez, Sasuke-kun, stop being so… "Un-Sasuke-kun-like"! You're even bouncier than me!" She said, exasperated. "It scares me."

Sasuke looked at her innocently, his eyes as big and questioning as a kid's. He didn't seem to understand until he realized that he had taken hold of her hand again. He let go of it, letting it plop lifelessly down at her side.

"Sorry." He said, making a puppy eyed-face, looking on the verge of tears.

"What exactly is wrong with you? You're acting like some six-year-old child with pregnant woman-like mood swings! In the last three hours, you managed to look as if you were about to cry more than me the day after you left!"

Oh great. Now, the guy looked pitifully sorry. You know when you're mad at something and it's so cute you can't stay mad at it for long? He made exactly that face.

"The truth is, I have no idea why I'm being so… cheerful. I wish I did, though." He said, suddenly becoming serious.

"Well, I could help you on that one." Sakura said, smiling.

"Oh, no! You are not playing psychologist again!" He yelled, backing away from her slowly. "You know what it did to me last night! I cried, damnit! Uchihas don't cry! I don't cry!"

"Whoa, whoa, relax! I'm not gonna make you cry again. I'm just gonna try and find out what makes you be so… Naruto-ish."

"I'm not being like Naruto!"

"Yes you are, and if you wanna be normal again, you better shut up and listen to what I say!"

Yet again, Sakura managed to make him obey her orders. Hopefully, this little psychologist session would be soon over.

And yet again, our dear Sasuke had no idea how wrong he was.

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A/N: Yay, finished! You have no idea how long this took me! I swear, I had what they call the "blank page" syndrome! Oh well, anyway, I'm glad I'm back. At camp, even though it was a music camp, I probably learned everything there is to know about humans' reproductive system, so it's going to help me with my lemons.

Ok, so it wasn't the best revenge Sasuke ever had, but hey! He did kill his brother! And Kisame aka Shark-Man!

Next chapter, Sasuke-kun receives the weirdest but most intelligent explanation about his mood swings there has ever been in Naruto (has there been any in Naruto? Hm, I wonder…).

Important! I'm currently writing a new fanfic, SasuSaku of course, Rated T, about every one going to band camp. AU, OOC, lots of fluff and (hopefully) humor. If you have any ideas of what I could put in it, speak (or rather write) up! I hope you'll read (and like) it.

Arigato!

Ja!

Queen of Pascalities