"Shh. Be quiet or someone will find us."

The alcove they found themselves in was shadowed; the sound of the other partygoers growing muffled by the thick curtain blocking them from the rest of the world.

Sakura's giggles were growing in volume and he quickly covered her mouth with his hand; his dark eyes scanning around them to check and see if anyone had noticed them before he looked back at her.

"Shh. Be quiet or someone will find us." She quieted down thereafter and after he had removed his hand her lips lifted into a playful smirk before she reached up on her tiptoes to kiss him. Hidden in the shadows of the empty alcove in the Uchiha's mansion they were alone at last and free to share their affections openly.

His hand slid down her side and settled on her hip bone as he tilted her head back slightly with the other one, pressing her back against the stone wall with his body while his grip on her hip tightened; the thin fabric bunching upwards and lifting higher to expose part of her upper thigh. She sighed and fully relaxed into his touch, her right hand cradling the back of his head while the left rested on his chest directly above his heart. "Sasuke-kun…," the pink-haired maiden said, panting after pulling away from him in order to catch her breath. The pleading look that she gave him tore at his heartstrings and he swallowed all the excuses ready to slip from his tongue automatically.

She'd heard them all before anyway.

He knew she didn't want to hear them again.

So instead, he leaned in after a beat and captured her lips again, pushing as much emotion as he possibly could into the act while his grip on her tightened to an almost painful level. She whimpered against his lips and he released her a bit, squeezing her flesh gently as a means of apology.

He knew in his absence that his date would be in search of him, but he didn't give a damn at this point. He was tired of his Mother trying to set him up on blind dates with all of the eligible women in hopes one would catch his eye. He was with the one that he truly wanted. He was with his beloved flower. Where he belonged.

His heart clenched painfully at the thought and he kissed her harder; bruising her lips in his eagerness to have her and claim her for his own. He wishes they could be more than just simple lovers, but knew deep down that it was a mere fantasy… one brought on by his own heart's desire. That knowledge was enough to shatter the beating muscle into millions of tiny little pieces.

Because no matter how much he fantasizes, deep down Sasuke knows that his parents would never approve of a relationship between him and their 'lowly' scullery maid.

Author's Notes:

If any of these sound like your own writing or another you have read I apologize but I didn't copy anyone's work. This is entirely my own writing. As stated on Twitter, I'll be going at my own pace and not follow a daily upload schedule more than likely. I'll just post when they come to me. They'll probably be pretty short, and maybe a bit random, but I'll do my very best!