Chapter 21

From the stereo system, light melody soothed the interior of the grand limo. The vehicle stretched far to show its high class and lavish richness.

Anticipation churned uncomfortable as Sakura sat closed to the window, keeping a far distance from the woman. There was something from her. Something eerie from her, that made the girl nervous.

The air felt tight within the vast space. Seriousness made the girl unable to utter a sound. Glance her green eyes secretively to the side; she stole a look at the woman. Her eyes were close, face show a tint of wrinkles under the thick layer of cover-up. Her dulled black hair pulled back in a tight bun.

"!" Sakura suddenly turned to look out the window again as her brown eyes pop opened.

"Miss ... Tenshi?"

Gulp. "Y-yes?" Sakura politely slanted her head in greeting, turning her body to meet the woman.

"We haven't properly been introduced. Well I haven't." The woman smiled her professional grin. Showing Sakura her hand, she greeted, "I'm Hana. Uchiha-sama's personal secretary."

Taking her hand in a slow shake, Sakura showed a little smile from her calming nervousness. "Please call me Sakura. Just Sakura."

"Ah. I'm pleased to meet you Sakura. Such a pretty Lady you are." Recoil her hand; Hana plastered a smile on her face.

Blush. "T-thankyou."

"Ah. I heard some floating rumors that the young Uchiha-san has a girlfriend. But I hardly believe it until today. I apologized to say I'm quite shocked."

Sakura quietly groaned.'Oh… Why did Sasuke-kun announce that I was … Oh…' "Y-yes." She stuttered as her fingers crinkled the hem of her dress.

"How cute…" Hana leaned back to give out a light smile. Crossing her legs, "How long have you been together? I can't believe Uchiha-san would keep all of this a secret until now. But I can guess why. The media would be exploding if they have a slight confirming info about this. It seems you two must have known each other for quite a long time to be 'living with each other'. Is that right?" Cocking her head to the side, she pounded the girl with detailed questions.

Sakura kept silent. 'Oh … What am I suppose to say? I can't tell the truth. I can't make up anything. Ah!'

"Mis… I mean ... Sakura?" Attempt to wake the girl from her trance.

"I-I am sorry. I'm just a bit tired."

"So. How did you two met? It must be quite romantic? You do know. Uchiha-san is the second son of a very prestige Family. Very powerful in Japan. Right?"

"I-I…" Actually, Sakura had no idea of Sasuke's true background. Bit and bit of pieces were weaved together by her random countered of situations. She knew he belonged to a prominent family, a genius with unlimited wealth of knowledge but regarding his true background, she was clueless.

"Women flaunted themselves at him numerous times. If it isn't for his fortune, then it's his look. I've heard he's quite a passionate man." She winked.

Blush. Vrrm Vrrmmm…"Excuse me!" Oh thanks goodness. Her phone rang in time. 'Ino-chan.'

[…]

"Sakura? I'm almost done here. Are you still at Uchiha's place?" Ino stood in the middle of the backstage section. Hand motioned for directions of where things belonged.

-"I'm on my way home right now."—

"Home?" Ino took the phone to place it between her ear and shoulder.

-"Uh. Yea. Sasuke-kun had an important meeting so he stayed back. His father was nice to send me home by his limo with his secretary, Hana."-

Straightened her back at the name of the woman, she was cursing under her breath. "Sakura. Don't get too close to her. Do not talk much to her. Tell her to drop you at the café we usually hang out. I'll be there in a minute then I'll take you shopping as we planned before." Blue eyes narrowed for the girl.

-"Oh."-

[…]

Placing the phone against her chest, Sakura called out to Hana's attention. "I'm sorry. Would it be too much trouble if you can drop me of at the Gateaux Café? I'm meeting a friend there, she'll come soon."

"Oh, I'm sorry Sakura. I promised Uchiha-san that I would see you home safely. I can't." Her eyes were pleading, looking at the girl.

Feeling a bit sympathy. "Ino?" She spoke into the phone. "I can't. I'll go home first … uhh huh … Alright… I'll see you then."

[…]

"Okie. I'll be on my way." Ino snapped her phone shut before putting it in her purse. She screamed out to the crew. "Okie guys. Everything looks good. Let's wrap it up for today." Then she turned to her secretary. "I'm going to leave first. You take care of the rest."

"Yes." The young woman bowed in respect as Ino strutted away.

Speeding her way to Uchiha's apartment, she thought, 'Cheh. If it's not because Sakura-chan is a dear girl and you help me before Uchiha. Then you can say bi bi to this little love story of yours. Hmp.'

Making a sharp turn, her eyes made out the outline of the grand limo with the Uchiha Clan crest of a fan in the front. 'So they took the long way.'Knowing well, judging from the distance of the company and her own workplace.

"Hana." Gripping her steering wheel, Ino squint her eyes hard at the sight of the dark hair woman. She was putting up a nice act for the girl. Seeing the scenery displayed in front of her. Ino was sure; Hana was trying to get into the Uchiha's resident.

[…]

"No. No. It's alright. I'm sure Mr. Uchiha is in need of your help right now. I can walk in side from here." Sakura waved her hand in a polite refusing manner.

"I would be blame if any misfortune happens to you." But Hana continued to insist. She wouldn't let the girl go until Sakura was 'safely' in the house.

Sweat formed from her forehead. Sakura remembered Sasuke's word of not letting anyone in the house unless it was the usual acquaintances. Sakura had a certain feeling. Hana was not on the list. "It's is fine. Everything is perfectly safe from here. Mr. Guard is always watching the front entrance. I can walk in."

"Oh no Sakura. I can't do that."

"Yes you can." Ino's voice from afar made the woman face turned foul in a second. Knowing well whose voice it was. She turned to look toward the blond's direction.

"Miss Yamanaka." Brown eyes irritatingly burned. "You are friend with Sakura? I wouldn't know that you have friend." She spat venom in hers direction.

"Hmp." Ino made her way in front of Sakura. "Hana. Long time no see. Still hiding your beautiful face under those layers of foundation?" Smirking at the fuming woman.

Mad, Hana held her anger. "Well. Even so. I have to see Sakura here, safely home. Please excuse us."

Grab. Ino gave the woman's hand a hard grip. "No need. Us, young girls have some shopping to do. I am her 'personal stylish' by Uchiha's request. You can return. "

Browns and blues send sparks toward each other. "Hmp. Fine." Stomping her heels on the ground, Hane said, "Have a nice day, Ladies." And she was off. Closing the door as she sat comfortably inside the limo, Hana kept her glare hidden.

[…]

Phew. Sakura gave a long sigh seeing her threat finally gone.

"How did you manage to come home with that bitch?" Ino asked as her stared never left the retrieving limo.

"Oh. Sasuke-kun was about to drive me home. But we met his father. So I got send home with Hana."

"Ah. Well now that the witch is gone. Let's go." She tugged the girl toward her car.

"Wait. Slow down. Let me send Sasuke-kun a text." Slowly, she made her way after Ino.

- Sasuke-kun, I got home.

- Ino is here to take me out.

- We're going shopping [XP]

- so please don't worry.

- I don't want to interrupt

- you by calling. Please don't

- over work yourself and

- remember to eat lunch.

Send.

"Are you done Sakura? Get in."

"A-ah." Hurriedly settled herself inside.

…

"Ino-chan? Is it me or you don't seem to like Hana much."

"Oh." Making a turn into the big intersection, she sighed, "Long story Sakura. Very long story…"

Too caught up with Ino's tale, Sakura didn't notice her phone vibrated from receiving a text.

New Message.

- Sure.

Another one, a few seconds after the first.

New Message. (2)

- Have fun.

o-o-o-o-o

Night time. The clock on the corner of his monitor screen just jumped to nine forty three pm. Sasuke continued to gaze blankly at the set of document in front of him.

The view of the beautiful city was blocked from his view behind the curtain. Silently sitting in his office, he was the only one left on that floor.

Mad. Anger. Infuriated. Sasuke was enraged, wanting to tear the papers that worth billions in to pieces. It lay mockingly in front of him. Originated from the meeting he rather skipped.

From the earlier meeting, sitting in the room with a full house of cheapskate scumbag, ponies of the world, was unbearable. The shareholders, they called themselves. A joke, thinking that using their money was enough to make decisions. And this time, they planned a project on their own. It was such a humorous joke. Sasuke knew from the start when his father mentioned to him during their little 'father to son meet'. This so called 'project' was nothing but a poorly planned scam. But because they were blind with the amount of money it 'supposed' to generate. The word clueless engraved all over their faces.

His eyes narrowed, remembered the sight of Itachi sitting calmly in front of him, not making a single comment. Sasuke knew his brother did detect the same dilemma he found. But 'what is going on?' He can sense there was something between his father and Itachi. But they kept him from a plan, a scheme.

The ill look send from his father prevented Sasuke from announcing the danger of the project because, Fugaku beforehand had informed him not to speak out anything. No matter what, he was not allowed to make a comment to keep his place as the youngest junior. But, he knew the man did not want him to interrupt his … plan.

Obsidian narrowed, looking ahead into the dark empty section of the staffs. He didn't care what kind of trouble those people were creating. As long as none of his projects went to waste, it didn't matter if they were going to put themselves in debt. However, his branch of division was in danger.

He must act … quick.

o-o-o

Ding.

The metal door slid open.

Sasuke quietly made his way home. Loosening his muscles, the stress washed away from him as he opened the door. Ready, he was prepared to be enveloped by the warm of their home. Perhaps a certain embrace of an Angel. But it was already this late. She must have already gone to bed. Then he thought again, when would that girl listened to him?

Walking inside, the apartment living room was empty with the lingered aroma. Without dinner, his stomach screamed happiness seeing the carefully covered plates of food on the table as he walked to the kitchen. Leaving his jacket and brief case on the chair, his hand hovered over to feel the warm steam rising. Indicating, these were made not long ago.

'Where is she?'

Glancing to the right, glancing to the left, he sneakily uncovered all and tasted them with delight.

Turning around to get a paper towel to clean up his mess, he noticed a couple open books on the counter. His eyes were amused seeing a whole book on tomato. Walking back and around, he saw how Sakura must had just finished cleaning up seeing the pile of clean damp dishes on the racket.

A small step for better inspection, 'Hn?' looking down, he found his foot had made contact with another piles of book in a bag on the floor, more cuisine books. Chuckling as he bent to pick up the bag. 'So this is what she meant by shopping.'To his knowledge, woman usually juggled between shoes, jewelry, or clothing when it came to shopping. But not his angel.

Looking through the books, he made a tiny notice in his head of what was good to try.

Then, 'the helz,' a small but good side book must have mistakenly made its way into this pile. 'The Naughty Bits.' Sasuke was floored by the description he read on the cover. "The steamiest and most scandalous sex scenes from the world's greatest books"

Surely, Sakura did not purchase this. There was no way would his pure Angel would read such … but then again. What if … just what if. Thinking back to who had accompanied her, 'Ino,' it was that woman again, when would she stop poisoning his Angel's mind.

Opening the book to scan the page out of curiosity, his throat swallowed hard. His eyes were slowly cloudy. Skin slightly heated up. Hands were gripping the pages.

He kisses her with delight and love. They tenderly embrace each other. Staying connected. Neither wanted to move. They want to keep their love connection. They want to stay as one.

"..."

Feeling his cock was fully hardened by hearing her screaming moan. Loud and clear, screaming his name. Edging him to plunge deeper, faster into her. Filling her up. Bringing her over the edge.

"..." Twitching.

It was quick. As if time rushing by not wanting to wait for anyone. She wasted no effort removing his pants. Feminine hands removing his semi-hard member. Freeing it from his constrain. Stroking it to full length. Kissing the tip she made her way down his shaft. Slowly licking her way up. Licking. Nibbling. Her finger fondling his balls. Oh. How he screamed in madness. His body cried out in ecstasy. It was pure pleasure.

Twitch. His pants was getting a bit too tight on him.

"!" Ears perked hearing the water sound faintly invading his ears from the surrounding silent. Putting the book on the counter, he had enough of the scenes he wouldn't be able to experience yet. Slowly making his way to the sound, he knew well where it came from.

Standing in middle of the hallway Sasuke could see the slightly opened door of the bathroom. As if an invitation, leading him to…

The shower stand.

o-o-o-o-o

'Ah. So much better. A shower right after the bath.'

Standing tall, stretching her limbs to draw out her aching muscles from the busy day activity. Shopping with Ino. Cleaning the house. Cooking.

'Wah. I hope Sasuke-kun loves them.' Giggling as she thought of the man's reaction to the new dish she had learned.

Letting the three-way showerheads hit her bare body with steamy water and clean off the dusty sweat beads. Hands worked its way through her blossom lace, wetting it. Sakura was in relaxing mode within the enclosed wall of the spacious shower stand.

'Shampoo?' Body turned around to get the unopened bottle of shampoo. 'Wah, it smells so nice?' Loving the scent, Sakura poured the velvet liquid into her palm then massaged her scalp with it, nurturing her roots. Green eyes closed from keeping the soapy liquid invading her eyes, she turned a couple spins to let the water covered all side of her body. Deep in trance by the soft feeling, Sakura was oblivious to the intruder's presence.

'Hm…?' Forgetting which direction she was facing, Sakura straightened her arms forward and scanned the marbled wall for the conditioner bottle.

[…]

Hands clutched his sides.

Teeth grind. Hazing eyes narrowed intensively. It was fogged with lust, longing for the sight of the Angel behind the murky glass door.

Seeing her silhouette was torturing. Yearning eyes followed the contour of her curvy back, arching to let the water run down her perky ample chest, prodding enticingly with the cherries he loves to taste, her slender waist, soft buttocks. His head screamed out loud how good it would feel with her legs wrapped around him. It would be …wow.

Stepping forward, slowly but with needy stride, Sasuke lifted his hand to the handle.

Click…

The sound drowned out by the blasting water. The girl was unaware of his company.

Gulp. Damn. His eyes glued to her like a layer of second skin. Under the bright light, the girl completely exposed to him. Feeling like a peeping tom, Sasuke forced his face to turn away but his damn eyes wouldn't budge. They continued to gaze upon the beautiful Angel. She was beyond description. Her porcelain skin was soft to the touch. Arrogantly mused seeing the hickey marks, old and new, surrounded her chest, her neck, shoulders… everywhere. He sure marked his territory well.

Obsidian cocked an eyebrow, seeing the girl's face cringed then started to move her body toward the back wall, her hands reached out to search for something. His lips thinned a teasing smirk as he leaned in to take the conditioner bottle out of its location.

Sakura was getting a little impatient. Wanting to open her eyes, but scared of the stinging feeling. She was careful; it would be pointless if the water washed the soap away.

'Hm. No. This is Sasuke-kun's.' She recognized the shape of the familiar bottle. Running her hand across the shower rack to feel the bottles, she noticed, 'Missing one.' Continued to turn her body facing the glass door or…

"?!" Sakura body jolted at the touch of damped cloth letting her feel the soft yet hard muscular abdomen. Eyes opened. "Gah! Sasuke-kun!" Emerald widened at the sight of the man, his head cocked on the side. One of his hands swung over his shoulder holding the bottle. The other propped his body on the doorframe.

Overly amused at the girl's reaction, he smirk a haughty grin.

"AH. It stings!" Remembering the soapy liquid covering her face, now had run into her eyes. Sakura quickly closed her eyes. Crouching low, she squatted on the floor.

"Hn." Seeing he had gone a bit far. Hand reached up to grab the showerhead from its stand. On his knees in front of her, eyes brows fused together at the girl's unhappy face.

"Oww." Trying to pull her body up by the help of the slippery wall, her face sought to be under the water stream. But a pair of calloused hands held her down.

"Don't move." Sasuke grumbled a little, with the bottle rolling on the side. His hand gently cupped her face, bringing it up. "Sakura. Put your hands away. I can't wash it off like that." His voice was swaying, guilty for hurting her. Even a little.

"!" Feeling strangely embarrassed under the situation. She remembered her condition, exposed like that. Lightly, she pushed him away. "I … I can do it. It's alright." Hands blindly searching for the shower head from his hand.

"No." Thumb massaging her cheek, he lifted her head. Hot streams of water were rushing down her face. "Try opening your eyes a little."

Calming from his touch, obediently letting her eyes opened little by little. "Ah." She closed them tight again suddenly from the pain but slowly opened them when the pain dissipated away.

Blink blink.

"Better?" Tenderly, he asked as his hand cupped her face gently.

Nod.

Focusing her sight, she assumed to meet his dark orbs. But, only to find his gaze was fixated to her…Quickly, she closed her thighs. "Sasuke-kun!" Whining aloud, gave the man a hard push. Making him lose his balance and tumbled backward.

"Ooft." His hand let go of the showerhead and made the water blasted everywhere.

Standing up, hands covered her body as much as possible. Failed but at least tried. She turned around to lean her head back. "What are you doing in here!?"

"Hn." Casually standing up, placing the object back in its place. "Taking a shower."

"Wah. Wait I-i'm not done." Her body heated up with red hue. Quickly she swirled around to push him. "You have to get out now."

"Don't want to." He smirked at the girl, licking his lips.

"You can't shower with your clothe on!" Trying her best to avoid his beguiling gaze, she was making up reasons as she went. Getting a bit flustered as the heat surged from the steaming water as well as his presence.

"You're right. I can't." He leaned in. Trapping the girl between his muscular arms against the back wall, he leaned down. His mannish body shielded hers from the water stream. "But you can fix that."

"Wah?" Opened her lips to protest but before a sound had a chance to escape her mouth Sasuke swiftly astounded her with a needy smooch.

"Hmm…Hmmp!" Struggling was futile. His hands on her wrists secured Sakura's flapping arms.

Thud.

Those feminine wrists were bind firmly in one single grasp by his hand over her head. Hoisting her up, his other hand settled on her hip. Lips never parted. Tongues playfully battled for dominance. Sakura felt weak by the second. Her knees were giving up on her. Sasuke noticed the increase in the weight of her arms by the body slowly sliding down. Knees bent, he was losing its fixture.

"mmn… hah…" Jaggedly breathing as her lips were being released, Sakura opened her slightly red emeralds. Scrutinize the charming face in front of her. His eyes were as cloudy as hers, foggy with lust, aching, yearning with hunger.

Freeing her wrists, Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck as both of his hands found her butt cheeks. Lifting her weightless body off the ground, he raised her legs to let them enveloped his waist. Pushing her up against the slippery wall, it was cold against her back. Sakura cried out from the chilling sensation rushing her spine, curving her chest forward. Tightened the grip of her thighs making Sasuke heaved a harsh breath from the impact.

"Sakura." He growled. Their lips met once more. This time, soft and light. Deep but shallow. Needy and caress.

They were addicted. Obsessed with each other. Madly passionate.

She shifted and moved against him. The girl's body was sliding up and down in a tantalizing pattern. Sakura unknowingly was making Sasuke more frustrated by the friction.

Push.

"!" Green eyes shot opened by the eccentric fleeting shocks rushed from her core to her central nerve.

Push.

Drenched by the pouring water, his hair damped his face. Shirt flimsily clung to his skin. While his pant was making squishy sound from pushing up against the girl's parted legs.

Push.

Sasuke kept that affectionate pulse.

Pushing up her fragile frame, his motion made suggestive contact with his noticeable covered arousal.

Push.

"S-sa-su-suke- k-kun… s-st-oo-p! Ah." Feeling her body bobbing up and down it was uneasy because of the unknowns that stirred her stomach. She held tight to his shoulders, pressing her body hard to his chest, trying lift her bottom from making contact with his …

Push.

"Hn."

Push.

"T-th-i-ss ..ah… is-s…ah… str-a-ange-e…ah…" But it was no avail. His hand was keeping her hips down, fixed in place. The other was propping his body from crushing the girl against the wall.

Push.

"S-stop-p."

Push.

"Sa-sa-suke-e-k-kun!"

He suddenly stopped.

Feeling the movement halted. Sakura looked up to meet Sasuke's explicit gaze, filled with intention. He leaned down, closed to her ears. Whispering as if there could be someone watching them. "I'll stop … if you take my clothes off."

Blink blink. "D-don't be like-e tha-at." Shyly, she covered her blushing face.

"Hn." He gave a smudging smirk, then continued.

Push.

Push.

She couldn't take it anymore. There was this indescribable puddle in her stomach. Bubbling.

Push.

Stop.

Small hands got hold of for the buttons of his shirt. Clumsily, she removed each one to reveal his chisel shapely torso. Finally reaching the last button, Sakura timidly looked up before peeling the damped shirt that was clinging to his skin, defining every complex of his godly body. He let her dainty feet touched the floor to let her removed the next garment before kicking the useless fabric around his leg out on to the white marble floor of the bathroom.

Sakura was blushing hard as her hand reached to unbuckle his belt. Her hands were shaking. Amusing eyes followed her every movement. Knowing well, she was flushing from seeing the bulking bulge of his pant as if waving to her.

As the zipper was being undone, Sasuke let out a relief heaving breath from the lack of confinement on his … prize. Closing his eyes to focus on the sensation built up from her innocent touch. His forehead was against the wall, elbow flat supporting his upper torso. Silently sucking in his stomach at the touch of her fingers hooked each side of his pant and his boxer. Slowly she pulled them down, passing his butt. Passing his '… Yea…it feels nice.'

She let it go as the material pooled around his ankles. Obsidian opened to see the girl's reaction. He wasn't surprised when he saw that her eyes were closed. Tightly shut to shield the inexperienced emerald from the view. Leaning his torso back, kicking the pants out on to the floor. He closed the shower door to give them the enclosed feeling besides making a bigger mess that already had appeared.

Sasuke returned his gaze to the girl. He head was skid to the side. Her eyes wouldn't budge open. Chuckling a bit, Sasuke didn't stop such behavior from him. She was just too … well… Sakura. 'Too innocent.'

"Hn." Turning the girl around, Sasuke went ahead and grabbed her shampoo bottle to add more soapy liquid in to her pink locks.

"!" Feeling his hand massaging her scalp, Sakura kept her eyes close. Jolting slightly at a certain stabbing feeling against her lowered back from a certain … Well. Sasuke was unable to contain it when the 'thing' has a mind of its own. Letting him washed her hair, Sakura stood calmly. Fingers fidgeted on her side, scratching her bare thighs a bit.

Finally conditioned her hair, Sasuke ran his fingers through the soft wet locks.

"There." His voice came out gruff, rustling his hand in her hair.

"T-thankyou. Sasuke-kun." Feminine hand went up to smooth down her hair.

"Want me to wash your back too?" He asked her with sincerity.

"…" Pleased by his sensitivity, but a bit upset from his teasing manner. "It's a-alright." Shyly, she shook her head a bit. "I c-can do it."

"Hn." Taking a step back, Sasuke turned around. "I'll wash my hair then."

At the sound of Sasuke turned around to take a few steps away, Sakura slowly turned around. Emeralds were fascinated. Eyes lined his muscular back. The way his shoulder blades moved. The defined line of his spine, his towering form, shapely arm lifted to run his hand through his black lock.

"!" Turned around, she was afraid of him catching her gawking at his back. Not really, But … well she was.

Eyebrow rose. "Hn." Inwardly smirking at the girl shaking form as her hand lathered the soapy sponge on her shoulder. He turned around to lean close to her, embracing her surrounding with his warmth. Amused at the way her body jerked as his hand reached forward, brushing lightly against her cheek. "Just getting the shampoo."

"Ah." She nodded her head slightly.

Giving a slight chuckle, Sasuke returned to his side, facing the wall. His fingers lathered his raven lock with his hand. Feeling the water rushing down and it was soothing his muscles. Then the feeling of her present, it was all too nice, too comfortable.

Poke poke "S-sasu-u-ke-kun-n." A glance of her eyes, focusing them on the corner, she caught this attention. Her finger poked his side. "W-would-d y-you li-k-e me t-to wa-sh-h y-you-r ba-ack?"

'YES!' His mind wanted to scream loud. But being an Uchiha. He calmly replied. "It would be nice." He washed off the excess soap from his scalp then sat down on the floor. Thinking it would be easier for her to reach. "Okay."

Seeing that he had sat down, only his bare back was showing. She was relaxed. Happily walking to get more moisturizer, she skidded back to begin scrubbing his back, but…

A slipped, "Ooffp!" she fell. Clumsily, she grab his...

"Fuck!"

"!" 'Huh? Ow… Wait. What the… Soft? No. Hard? Squishy…' "Aak!" At last, she realized, the painless fall gave her hand the utter most unintentional contact with Sasuke's prized member. Unknowingly, she gave it a slight squeeze.

"H-hha…" Sasuke was in heaven.

"Ah. I'msosorry!" 'Omg Omg Omg Omg …I'm touching his …Omg Omg Omg !' About to retract her hand but …

"Don't." Sasuke kept her hold firm. "Don't let go."

"Wah." Blush. Blush!

Wiggling her hand, Sakura had no idea what kind of effect she was creating. "Sa-sa-suke-kun … Can y-you let-t my h-a-and g-go?"

"No." Sasuke's voice was shaky but stern. He would rather get beat in the head then let this moment go.

"W-why…?"

'Sakura. Really?' He was annoyed with her question. "It feels nice. So. Don't stop." His voice was shaken, weak, mumbling. He was begging.

"I… this is… Sas-" Unable to move, Sakura fixed in spot. One arm around his neck, resting on his upper body, her chest pressed tightly against his back. The other arm was under his limb, around his waist, between his thighs. She was standing on her knees while Sasuke propped his hand against the wall to keep his body from falling forward from the weakness of moment. Squatting on his shins, he spread his thighs wide.

Slowly feeling uncomfortable from the position, she began to tug her hand from his hold thus making a very 'suggestive' up and down movement.

"G-gahs…" His senses just flew off the roof.

"Sasuke-kun." Confuse, seeing the man's face flushed. "I'm sorry!" His body was jittering under her. Face cringed with different indescribable expression.

"N-no. Don't. Just … don't stop."

"S-stop? This?" When would she learn that curiosity kills the cat? Well in this case, Sasuke was more of the victim.

He raggedly replied. "Y-yes." Feeling her hand returned to softly engulfing his member.

Blush. It was strange. But she didn't pull her hand back from his grip. Stupidly following the movement of how his hand was instructing her. Sakura complied, sifting her hand, palming his sensitive smooth skin.

"O-ooh. Y-yes…" He hissed a satisfactory breath.

Feeling her body flushed by his moan. Sakura was in trance. Tightened her hold around his neck and she continued the stroking movement. Feeling the 'thing' grew harder…bigger within her tiny grasp. The rushing warm water gently massaged her back.

'Damn it.' This was the best hand job ever. And she didn't even do much. 'Fuck.' How amusing it was for him to react that way with just her amateur act. What would happen if she knew the real deal? 'D-damn.'

Arching his head back as far as the space allowed. His head rested on her fragile frame. Letting the water covered his face, he was turning his head on the side to nuzzle her neck. His mouth parted to breathe a pattern of uneven breaths, eyes tightly kept closed to focus all his nerve on her little movement. This was not much … but it felt incredible. Everything must take a beginning first step.

Freeing his hand from hers, letting the girl finish the job. He felt gratified by her hesitant movement but was glad because she continued to stroke him. Back and forth. Back and forth. Bringing his calloused hand up to cup her face, Sasuke pulled her in for a swift kiss. But the light kiss turned in to a heated battle.

Getting all work up below. Sasuke was distracted. Finally, Sakura had won. She had all the control. This man was all wrapped up in her palm … literally.

"Hmm…Mmmh…" Keeping their lips close, tickling each other. Feeling congested.

"Faster. Sakura … f-faster." His command came out crusty, and harsh. He couldn't hold it much longer. Damn it all. He had been holding it in for way too long. He needed this release.

Leaning his body forward and bringing the girl with him, her face rested between the comforts of his shoulder. Innocent green eyes never once get the sight of what she was actually doing to him. Her chest heaved a lusting friction between their bare skins. Both of his palms were pressing on to the wall.

"Faster!" His voice was louder now. It was so close. Hands madly searched for something to hold on.

A grab, he found his support.

"Ah!" He sensed the blazing oozing liquid gushing out, exploding.

Pull, mindlessly, he pulled.

"Cold!" The girl's piercing cries exploded his eardrums at the drop of water's temperature.

"Ack! Sakura! Stop! Don't squeeze! Stop! Let go!"

Sasuke, you had to turn the knob.

Ouch.

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J-kiwi: I'm sorry for freaking you guys with my Yaoi rant. lol. I was just confused because of the story's description. It has nothing to do with Sasuke and Naruto here. lol...unless...well, when I decided to write a new story...we can make that happen. You know...cause I know...

Disclaimer: The bits and pieces of what Sasuke read were not by me. It was taken from the actual text of the book, The Naughty Bits!