Responses to Non-Member Reviews
To rawr: LOOL Yes! He definitely dominates in their relationship, but Sakura has some sass in her too. She wouldn't go down without a fight. :)
To Guest 1: Haha, I love it when it gets kinky. I'm a pervert, but I can't write lemon, so my only choice is to write something borderline mature. I think this is about the worst it can get. :)
To XxNina-himexX: He's absolutely the sexiest and sliest weasel I've ever seen! I hope I don't fail your expectations! xD
To Guest 2: Thank you so much for your wonderful compliments! Haha, and thank you! I feel like my username's a little conceited, but I sure hope you guys LALALALOVE me! xD
To SoundlessWind: I'm so happy that you love it! I don't want to spoil anything, so I'm going to leave your wish aside until the last chapter. ^^
To Guest 3: Thank you! From the moment I set my eyes on him and his Tsukuyomi, I already knew I'd be writing something kinky like this. *perverted and proud* :D
Thanks for reviewing!
Standard Disclaimers Apply
The Forty-Third Hour: Strength
I'm stronger than this, Sakura encourages. I have to be.
If she directs her chakra to her wrists and ankles, she's certain she can break free and deliver a good punch or two before he traps her again.
She knows that's a lie. She doesn't want to punch him; she just wants to feel him, but she doesn't understand why.
Taking deep breaths, she focuses her chakra to her wrists and ankles, trying her best to pull away from the structure holding her captive. Sensing her movements, the vines extend, wrapping around her arms and legs.
"Are you trying to escape?" he tantalizes. "You know you cannot. This is my genjutsu; everything is under my control." His voice holds no malice however.
He had an aura of superiority, and while she inwardly thought it was hot, she hated it so much right now.
She needed him, and unless she got herself out of this little situation, she wouldn't get him.
With that in mind, she pulled.
The Forty-Fourth Hour: Inner
He knew she was strong, and he respected her for that, but he didn't know she could actually pull herself out of the vines.
How can this be? The vines are under my control.
But then he understands. Sakura is not alone. Especially in the realm of the mind, she has another entity on her side: her inner.
Although incapable of doing much in reality, her inner is able to do wonders in her mind, one of which is the ability to fight back.
Here, her inner has power.
Even though his outer appearance remains passive, Sakura knows he is amazed. She offers a smug smirk, rubs her wrists a little, and charges.
The Forty-Fifth Hour: Revenge
She is as quick as thunder, but he is as quick as lightning. He manages to snatch her wrist before her fist connects with his face, and he marvels at how tiny her wrist is in comparison to his.
Such young, tiny hands are capable of destroying boulders. Even though he understands her perfect chakra control, she is still a wonder to him. In his state of silent amazement, he leaves an opening.
Sakura takes this little opening to pull him to her, and she kisses him.
It is light at first, but as the "seconds" tick by, she finds herself growing impatient and wanting more. So she deepens the kiss, putting more force and affection into the contact.
He reciprocates nicely.
The Forty-Sixth Hour: Affectionate
She pulls away first. "So what exactly are we?" she asks, referring to their love-hate relationship.
"What would you like us to be?"
She ponders for a moment, putting her friends and family into consideration. "I would like us to be something more."
She doesn't elaborate, but he understands. "Then we shall be something more," he says simply. Next, he pecks her gently on the cheek. It is soft and affectionate, and she has never experienced anything so warm before.
The Forty-Seventh Hour: Satisfaction
He feels satisfied. The last time he has felt this at peace was years ago, before the massacre, before his younger brother started hating him.
As he cradles the rosette in his arms, he revels in the feeling of how right she feels by his side, and he tries to savour it because he knows it will not last. When these "seventy-two hours" are up, she will return to her teammates, to Konoha, and he will do the same to his comrades.
But for now, he enjoys her company in this false reality. It is the only place he will find comfort in.
A/N: I think you guys have realized by now that the timing of all these little stories are so messed up. They don't actually kiss for hours...but you can have it that way if you want. :D Thanks for reading! Keep up those wonderful reviews!