Hey hey, next chapter now :) School's going to be starting soon again, so after this I will possibly post one more chapter then I might not be uploading quite as often, but I will try :) We'll see how we go :P

Uh, this chapter contains a lemon, and it's probably really badly written :S It's kinda funny, because I can write anything, from really sad things to really violent scenes, and write them in detail. Get me to write a lemon, and I'll turn bright red and ask to write a torture scene instead :P I'm strange like that. Anyways, here's the next chapter for you guys, so yay!

Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto

Shinji lay down on his bed, proud of the work he had accomplished. Now that that Sakura girl was out of the way, Aya would go back to being subservient. He didn't like that she had a mind of her own.

He heard a knock on the door and went to answer it. Standing there was none other than Uchiha Sasuke. Shinji's eyes bulged.

"Sasuke San! To what do I owe the pleasure?" Shinji couldn't help but seethe. Oh how he hated Sasuke!

Sasuke walked to the small lounge and sat down lazily. "It has come to my attention that you've been mistreating the serving girls." He said bluntly.

Shinji shrugged, not caring. "Those bitches got what they deserved." Was all he said and Sasuke shot him a glare.

"Really? What was the crime?" He kept his voice in a monotone.

"They had become friends." Shinji replied. "We can't allow things like that here."

Sasuke pulled out Kusanagi and held it up to Shinji's throat. "You had no right to beat Sakura when she was defenceless. That was the work of a coward." He hissed, drawing a small bit of blood from Shinji's neck.

Shinji stood his ground. "She had it coming." Sasuke growled in response and pressed Kusanagi tighter into the fragile flesh.

"Sakura is my responsibility, and if she has done something wrong, then it is me who will deal with her!" Sasuke told him, death evident in his voice.

Shinji ignore the danger he was in and shot back with "then maybe you should keep her on a tighter leash, like the bitch she is," before pushing Sasuke's arm away with surprising strength. He whipped out a few shuriken and flung them at Sasuke, who dogged all of them, or so he thought. His mind registered a dull pain in his right shoulder.

Sasuke saw red, and his whole being was overcome with bloodlust. He felt it, like lava was ripping through his veins, and heard it roaring in his ears like a mad lion.

Barely a wink in time passed when Sasuke appeared at Shinji's side, Kusanagi held in place at Shinji's throat.

"Now, you die." He whispered, and thrust the sword through Shinji's throat, ripping it out roughly. Shinji collapsed, clutching his ruined throat, choking in his own lifeblood. Sasuke stared at the gurgling man in satisfaction for a moment, before he heard a whimper and went to the kitchen. There, huddled in the corner, was the same purple eyed girl who appeared at his door back in March; Sakura's birthday, and memorable for another, far darker reason.

He stood before the cowering girl. "What is your name?"

"Aya, Sir." She squeaked in fear.

"You were his serving girl?"

"Hai."

Sasuke knelt before her. "I won't harm you. You will stay here and move with us when we do. You won't be used as a test subject, you have my word. However, you can't be set free; you know too much."

Aya nodded, her eyes wide. "Hai, Sir. Arigato."

Sasuke left the room, and slung Shinji's lifeless body over his shoulder, taking it away to be disposed of.

Sakura was sitting on the couch when Sasuke walked into the room, his white shirt stained with blood.

Sakura jumped up in shock. "Kami! Sasuke! Are you alright?" She shrieked, ignoring the pain in her chest.

"Calm yourself, Sakura. It is not my blood." Sasuke replied.

Sakura stared at him in shock. "Then… who…?" She started, before Sasuke interjected.

"Shinji's. He is dead." He started removing his blood - drenched shirt and Sakura saw a shuriken sticking out of his shoulder.

Sakura walked over to him. "Like hell you're not injured! You have a shuriken sticking out of your shoulder! Sit down; I'm going to heal you." She pushed him roughly down onto his bed before going to the bathroom and getting a cloth and some bandages.

Sasuke was confused for a moment before reaching to his shoulder and wincing in pain when he moved the shuriken. "How are you supposed to heal me? You can't access your chakra." He stated matter of factly. Sakura's angered face appeared from the bathroom, followed by the rest of her.

"Look here, Uchiha." And she poked him roughly in the chest. "Just because I can't access my chakra, doesn't mean I don't know anything about medicine. I know the medicinal properties of every plant. I spent months studying all of them. I know that lavender can help treat insomnia, headaches, anxiety, colds, flues and fevers. I know how to kill a man with a leaf! If you're not careful, I'll give you diarrhoea! So don't you dare insult me by believing that I can't treat something as minor as a shuriken wound!" And she stormed back into the bathroom.

Sasuke sat there, almost feeling afraid. Who knew that Sakura could be so scary? He thought. Certainly not him! When Sakura came out of the bathroom holding some bandages, a few small glass bottles and a wet cloth, he eyed her cautiously. She climbed behind him and carefully laid out the stuff in her hands.

"This is some Yarrow extract. I got it from Kabuto's lab when we moved. It has blood clotting and anti inflammatory properties. I have to put this on the wound as soon as I remove the shuriken so that blood won't go everywhere." She explained, showing him the bottle.

"Hm." Sasuke said in reply, before he had to clamp his jaw shut as Sakura tugged the shuriken from his frayed flesh. He was sure that she was only informing him of that to prove that she did know what she was doing.

"This could hurt a bit." And Sasuke felt her dabbing on the wound. She was right. That stuff hurt like a bitch! At first it felt searing hot, then freezing cold.

"Okay, and this is a poultice made of Snapdragon leaves and flowers. It'll help with any infection that may occur." She applied the poultice around the wound, before using the wet cloth to remove any excess blood from his body. She then used the bandages to bind the wound. "Leave that there for a few days and you should be good as new."

She didn't make to move from behind him and Sasuke could tell that she was trying to say something else.

Sakura took a deep breath. "A… Arigato, Sasuke. For standing up for me. It means a lot to me." She gathered the things into her arms and made to go back to the bathroom.

Fast as lightening, Sasuke was standing before her.

"I have to put these away, Sasuke." She tried to shrug around him, but Sasuke blocked her way.

"I didn't like seeing you hurt." He told her, his eyes glued to the ground. Sakura realised, with a hint of amusement, that he seemed nervous. Oh what she would give to catch this on tape; the great Sasuke Uchiha: Nervous!

"That's very kind of you." She told him, struggling to keep amusement out of her voice.

He looked at her so quickly, Sakura was surprised he didn't crick his neck. "I don't want to see you hurt again. Not by anyone… Especially not by me."

The confusion Sakura was feeling was blatantly obvious in her eyes. "Uh… Arigato?"

Sasuke sighed in annoyance. "I'm not very good at these things, Sakura, so you'll have to forgive me." He leaned his head forward and his lips made light contact with Sakura's. Sakura's eyes widened in shock and she dropped the objects in her hands. He hardly seemed to notice.

Sasuke moved forward, hesitantly, and placed his hands on her waist, never breaking the contact between their lips. Sakura slowly started to respond to him, and moved her lips with his, placing her hands on his chest. His arms slowly wrapped behind her, pulling her even closer, while her arms snaked up behind his neck. Sasuke slowly started to deepen the kiss and Sakura responded. She couldn't believe that this was actually happening! He hadn't ever really let on that he may care about her! In reality, he had vehemently refused to have any form of bond with her, even going as far as…

Sakura immediately broke the kiss and looked up at Sasuke with hurt and confused eyes. "Why?" She whispered, pain in her voice, her eyes starting to leak at the corners.

Sasuke's hands came up and wiped away the tears. "I don't know," he said truthfully, but suddenly seemed to realise what he had said and held his head in his hands. "I don't know!" He seemed in pain. "I don't understand!" He punched the wall behind him, putting a hole through it. He was trying to vent his frustration with himself. Why didn't he understand? Why didn't he know? He should! He should understand! He should know!

"I feel so weak and vulnerable whenever I'm around you Sakura! I should hate you for that! For a while, I did!" He rounded on her, pain and confusion spilling from his eyes. Sakura was shocked that he would allow himself to express so much emotion. "Why do I feel weak when I'm around you? Why do I feel vulnerable? I detest it!" He pounded his hand on the wall again in frustration, gritting his teeth.

"And yet, why don't I hate you? You are the cause of this, and yet, I don't hate you! Quite the opposite actually! Why? Why does this," he held her in his arms, gently, softly, almost afraid that she might reject him, "why does this feel right?" His voice softened almost as quickly as his temper had risen. "I don't ever want to see you sad again. I want you to smile, and I want to be the reason that you smile. Whenever I'm around you, I feel light in here," he held his hand to his chest, "and whenever I hold you, or our hands touch, even for a second, it feels like someone has hit me with a chidori. But why? What is this? What is wrong with me?" He got angry again and rounded on the wall facing away from her.

"Is this a feeling or an emotion? Am I sick? Why does the idea of you being hurt, hurt me? It shouldn't! You should mean nothing to me! Your life should be as insignificant as a grain of sand to me!" He continued to pound the wall with his fist and his voice had risen to shouting level. "Yet your life means more to me than anything or anyone…" He sunk to the ground, his head buried in his hands. "What is wrong with me, Sakura? What is happening to me?" His voice was barely audible and he sounded in pain again.

Sakura had never heard Sasuke speak so much, or sound so distressed and unsure. She was unsure of what to do. This was Sasuke for Kami sake! If she tried to comfort him, he may take that as her trying to take advantage of him during his time of weakness, and go as far as attempt to kill her. However, if she were to leave him, she could lose this one opportunity to properly understand Sasuke and get close to him. She thought for a moment before deciding to meet about half way.

Sakura crouched in front of him and carefully moved his arms away. Right now, he seemed so much like a child to her, one who was lost and confused and in so much pain, but had no idea how to let it out. She supposed that he had, in a way, reverted back to himself when he was a child; Sasuke had never been given a chance to have a proper childhood. His whole childhood had been spent trying to earn the approval of his father and brother. As soon as he had earned that, it was cruelly ripped away from him with the massacre of his clan. Sasuke had never known what it felt like to experience really positive emotions, or if he had, those emotions had been buried by years of anger and pain and hatred and betrayal.

"Sasuke, look at me." Sakura said gently, a small, reassuring smile adorning her features. "I know that you are confused by these emotions that you are feeling, but you can't be afraid of them. Even though this feeling that you are experiencing may make you feel vulnerable and weak, it is probably the most powerful emotion in the world, and as a result, makes the person who feels it stronger. It makes them stronger here," she placed her palm on her chest, "it can make people do crazy things, and it can save people, in more ways than one. Do not fear what you feel." Sakura shuffled forward and held Sasuke in her arms. "You are not weak, Sasuke. This feeling will only make you stronger. I promise." She carefully leaned forward and placed her forehead on his.

Sakura was still afraid of him, and it would take a while for her to ever get over that. Sasuke had given her very little reason to trust him, or care for him. She was afraid to be hurt by him. Again. He had left her on a stone bench out cold the first time she had told him of her feelings. He had tried to kill her, again taking advantage of her feelings, and he had raped her, breaking her spirit and the last hope that she may have had for him. She had been partially healed by Aya's friendship, but she supposed that seeing Aya was out of the question now; it was far too dangerous for both of them. Even now she wasn't sure if this was just a ploy on Sasuke's part to mislead her into believing that he actually cared for her. But then the question of 'Why' would come up, and for that Sakura had no answers. If he wanted her to bear his heir, he was perfectly capable of forcing it on her.

No. The only reason that Sasuke would be doing this was because he genuinely meant it. And besides, he was expressing far too much emotion for it to be fake. If Sasuke was lying and acting, he would never go this far to try and convince her.

"Sakura," Sasuke breathed. He seemed nervous again, Sakura noted, and wondered why. "I know that you have every reason to distrust me, but I want to prove to you that you can trust me." He raised his head and started to kiss her again, slowly, hesitantly. His hand gently cupped her cheek, bringing her closer. Sakura leaned into the kiss, responding cautiously. She couldn't help but be surprised at Sasuke's body language. It wasn't demanding or insistent, so much as kind and gentle; two things that Sakura never believed that Sasuke possessed.

The male slowly deepened the kiss, his tongue hesitantly tapping her bottom lip, asking for permission. Sakura opened her mouth and allowed him to slip in. Sakura moved her body so that she was straddling his legs and slowly wound her arms around the back of his neck. He, in turn let his hands resume their original position on her waist, applying a bit of pressure so as to move her body closer, so that she was sitting flush against him.

Sasuke moved from her mouth and down her jaw towards the junction at her shoulder and neck. "Sakura," he mumbled out. Sakura could only groan her assent that she was listening. "I don't know what this is, and I don't know how to show what I'm feeling. But I know that this is a part of it, and I want to do this with you." Sakura brought his lips back up to hers, the best agreement that she could give in the situation. She seemed to have lost her voice. She felt like putty in his hands, but she could somehow tell that he wouldn't do anything to her if she told him not to.

He lifted her up and slowly lowered her onto his bed, never breaking the contact between their lips. Sakura knew what was about to happen, but didn't feel fear. She didn't feel anything but contentment and, surprisingly, safety.

Sasuke started to speak again. "Sakura, please, if you don't want to do this, then tell me. I swear I won't force you." Sakura just responded by continuing to kiss him and Sasuke gave up on talking for the moment. He just wanted to hold her, to love her, even if he didn't know how. He didn't want to hurt her, didn't want to see her hurt.

If nothing else, Sasuke was possessive. And for now, Sakura was his. He would die trying to protect her, as he had been willing to give his body and life to avenge his clan. That same obsessive passion would make him do anything for her.

His hands left their place at her waist and moved their way to the hem of her tunic, which he started to pull up. He heard Sakura gasp, and again asked her if she was okay; if she wanted to stop; if she wanted to go through with it. She groaned her assent, and to prove it helped him with the removal of the offending article, before tugging at his shirt. He quickly ripped it off and again started assaulting her mouth with his. Her touch, her feel, her taste, it was driving him crazy. His mind started going hazy with lust and need and love... whoa, where did that come from? Love. It was a concept that seemed far too terrifying and out of reach for a guy like Sasuke. How could he ever be capable of feeling or even expressing love? But he supposed that that's what this was. Love. He wouldn't be caught admitting that any time soon, though.

Sasuke's hands trailed over Sakura's tightly muscled torso. Even imprisoned, she wouldn't let herself get out of shape. He couldn't help but smirk against her lips at this. His wandering fingers found the top of her pants and he started to slowly tug them off, giving her time to say no if he went too far. But he managed to pull them off completely with only a few groans of anticipation escaping her. He quickly started to work on his own pants and soon had them lying on the floor along with the rest of their discarded clothes.

"Sakura, are you sure about this?" He asked her again before he started to work on her bra. He wanted to do this more than anything, but he would stop if she asked him to.

Sakura stopped and looked straight into his eyes. "Sasuke," she said slowly, enunciating each word. "I want to do this." Sasuke searched her eyes for any hint of a lie, but found none. He nodded and continued with her bra and the rest of their clothes.

Before Sasuke pierced her, he looked into her eyes one last time for approval. She nodded and he kissed her as he entered her swiftly. He heard her gasp of pain and he cursed himself for not going slower. He waited for a moment as she adjusted to his intrusion. A few minutes later and she was starting to respond to him, moaning slightly at the new feeling of pleasure. He slowly removed himself almost completely from her, before sheathing himself inside of her once again. He waited each time for a moment before repeating the action, even though it almost killed him and he wanted nothing more than to pound into her, make her scream his name in ecstasy. But he wanted her to trust him again, and to do that, he had to prove that he was trustworthy.

But even his self control had its limits and he was soon picking up his pace, her groans of pleasure leading the way for both of their climaxes.

"Sa - ku - ra... Kami, you're so... Tight!" He gritted his teeth and thrust into her again, feeling her walls slowly start to constrict around his length.

"Sa... Uh... UH!" Sakura tried to call his name but it ended in a scream of pleasure as he went faster and faster, his rhythm getting more and more erratic as his climax drew near.

Sakura couldn't believe the feelings that were coursing through her. The knot in her stomach wound tighter and tighter as Sasuke drove in and out of her, harder and faster. Suddenly, she saw white, and screamed as the knot exploded within her, releasing her orgasm. She felt so completely at peace and complete. Sasuke continued to pound into her, but only lasted one or two more thrusts before he grunted, almost animalistically, his seed pouring into her.

He collapsed on top of her, burying his face in the crook of her neck, panting heavily. He was still sheathed inside of her, but couldn't summon the will to move. He didn't want to disturb the incredible waves of pleasure that were coursing through his system, nor did he want to disrupt the incredible air of joy that both were feeling at that moment. He wanted it to last as long as possible.

Eventually, though, he had to move off of her, so he rolled to his side and looked at her. She looked deep into his eyes, almost seeming to hear all the words that neither could express. He lifted his hand and stroked her cheek playing with the few strands of hair that stuck to her face.

"We should sleep." He eventually said to her, and the girl nodded, closing her eyes and meaning to drift off there. Sasuke snaked his arms around her waist and pulled her naked body flush against his. He felt her smile against his chest.

He kissed her on the temple. "Go to sleep, Sakura."

So yeah, that's my first properly written lemon (I don't really count chapter 7).

A couple of you have mentioned that Sakura is a bit OOC and that she's far more girly and stuff than she normally would be. I want you to know that I am completely aware of that, and I have reasons for writing her like that. 1) The situation she is in would probably force her to be more submissive than she would be normally, and she's lost her chakra, so she'd be feeling vulnerable as well. 2) She's grown up and matured and become happier (well, she was!) and I think that most of her bad arse attitude from shippuden was mostly because she had to toughen up a lot because of both her heartache at losing Sasuke and Tsunade's training :P So that's my reasoning.

I probably had more to say, but I forgot it, so here's your preview :)

Chapter 12 - On Hands and Knees

Sasuke strode into the dimly lit room. He could sense Orochimaru at the other end, pacing, Kabuto beside him. And another chakra signature, one that he recognised instantly. He groaned in anger that she would be here.

Karin ghosted up beside him, placing her palm on his bicep. "Kon'nichiwa, Sasuke Kun"...

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