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SHORT STATEMENT OF PURPOSE:

I can�t take it anymore!

Even if I know I can�t force people to do things they don�t
want to, the best way to inspire others, I think is by example. So, in a quest to open up the offerings that affnet has to offer, I am endeavoring to write not one or
two but *six* different lemon pairings with Sakura as the only consistent
character.

My sincere hope is that someone will come away from this
with an idea, a single grainy glimmer of an idea about writing a lemon/lime of
their own featuring one of these pairings.

Note that I am not dissing on any
of the fics in existence. People write what they want. But maybe they can want something new and
different if I just put it out there.
There�s nothing wrong with adding on to a repertoire of couples,
right? Not everything needs to be about
the same pairs going through the same traumas.
I�m not saying you should suddenly dislike other couplings, just maybe
think about some other possibilities in addition.

And with that. . . on to the first
lemon: ShinoSaku

Disclaimer: I don�t own Naruto or
the characters within.

AN (part2): Remember, these are all separate stories. Different timelines from
one another. Please try to keep
an open mind. ::sigh:: I love Shino, that�s why he�s first! ^___^

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Covering up the eyes was a good tactic to disturb your
opponents, Sakura thought. Too bad it
also disturbed your friends. She almost
felt bad when Hinata nearly dropped a hot cup of tea
in Shino�s lap, but she was nervous in general.
It wasn�t often that Hinata hosted any kind of
event and she wasn�t used to all the attention.
More likely it was Naruto�s presence that was
unsettling her, and everyone knew the truth of it, but the boy himself had been
impossibly dense about it all from day one.
Sakura had tried to take action by bringing along Hinata
with her whenever she was visiting Naruto, but the
shy girl had never been comfortable enough to talk to Naruto
at all. The only real key to getting Naruto to liking you, so far as Sakura could see, was
acknowledging him and getting his attention.
Hinata loved him enough for a whole clan of
people, but she was one of the most forgettable individuals in the room at any
gathering.

Sakura didn�t think these things to be mean, since Hinata knew this well and sometimes softly commented on
it. She admired Sakura because Sakura
was someone who blossomed rather than shrunk when attention was given to
her. Being the heir to such a large and
powerful family had forced introverted little Hinata
into a tight shell of personal fear, but Sakura knew that she would have
thrived with so much attention if she had been the Hyuuga
heir.

Being a good friend, Sakura was perfectly willing to try to
help along Hinata�s ambition to get Naruto to notice her.
She tried to hold parties, but Hinata would
just go hide in corners, the bathroom, the back yard.
. . anywhere which she could be decently sure that it would be hard to see more
than two or three people at once. Sakura
decided to change tactics.

Instead of big parties she began to invite people who Hinata was familiar and comfortable with, her team, and Naruto as well in an
attempt to give her gentle friend a chance to shine. Kiba, who would
have blown away any chance of subtlety if he had known, was not let in on the
secret reason that the two former genin teams were
meeting so regularly but he was happy enough to be around people. However, from the beginning, Shino seemed to
understand what the interplay between the various parties here meant. Sakura had not known that the Aburame clan member was so shrewd until he had approached
her one evening when everyone else was leaving.
He lingered in the doorway, tall and silent, threatening to Sakura who
remembered all too clearly the bugs that lay just under his skin.

�You need help.� He
had said simply. Sakura remembered
bristling.

�Excuse me?�

�Uzumaki is not someone who will
understand what you are doing. It will
take years. And I think Hinata deserves better.�
Shino�s voice was flat, so Sakura didn�t know how to take the comment.

�Naruto is a fine person, and both
he and Hinata deserve every
happiness.� Her arms crossed
defensively. She wished the unpleasant
boy with his concealing coat and glass covered eyes would just leave her alone
to her plans. They weren�t bad plans. . . were they?
Dammit, she didn�t like doubting herself!

Shino shifted on his feet.
�You misunderstand me. I want to
help.�

This eased Sakura�s feelings a little, but not by much. His words had not disturbed her nearly as
much as his very presence. �Then what do
you suggest we do?�

The silence that followed was abrupt, jarring, and Sakura
tried not to grind her teeth as she waited.
She wished she could tell which way he was looking but the glasses were
too good at what they did. Maybe if she
saw his eyes she would just be all the more disturbed by him. What if they were like a bug�s? Her body shivered, repulsed.

�I have a plan.� He said.
�Bring Hinata next Friday evening to dinner at
the ramen place, the one Naruto likes so much. Can you do that?� The mystery was intriguing to Sakura. She could give him the benefit of the doubt
in this case, with a nod she sealed the deal (anything to avoid a handshake),
and Shino was gone. It was a relief to
be out of his unfaltering gaze.

Funny how so much could change in a few
months. What had collectively
taken Sakura and Hinata years to think about and try
to plan for, Shino managed in just three months. His tactic each time was essentially the
same, but Sakura had to admire how effective it was. She had recognized it immediately that first
night when they had all gotten ramen, and Sakura wished she had seen it first
instead of making an absolute idiot of herself.

Shino and Naruto had been eating
ramen, the former barely touching it and the latter scarfing
it down as fast as possible, when Sakura and Hinata
arrived and �bumped into� them. Naruto was excited to see the girls and naturally asked
them to join him and Shino, but as soon as they had comfortably settled in
Shino �accidentally� spilled his ramen onto Sakura.

He apologized tersely, but seeing as it had just been
sitting there it wasn�t hot, just an
inconvenience. When Sakura stood up and
stormed off to the bathroom, Shino followed her, ostensibly to apologize. However, before she could launch into an
irritated tirade, Shino pointed out that Naruto and Hinata were talking.
Just the two of them were sharing a brief but impersonal moment of
commentary about the accident, but at least it was conversation. Sakura hadn�t ever really thought to fix it
so that the two of them were alone much because Hinata
would just seize up, but maybe this one on one time was what they needed. If they started out slow, then she could grow
comfortable with everyday topics and move on sometime to something deeper. Hinata was a good
listener, and Naruto could talk anyone into
distraction.

Noting the way Shino�s hand had lingered on her arm, Sakura
pulled away. She was irritated now at him
for seeing the obvious solution, but she was also grateful to have a partner in
this little project who she could trust.

�So I guess the four of us will be spending a lot of time
together then?� Her wry comment, not
made to express any real pleasure at the prospect, still generated a positive
reaction from Shino. Over his coat she
could even see a corner of his mouth quirked into a smile. For the first time she wondered: what had
Shino been doing at all those get togethers she had
had to try to get Naruto and Hinata
together? Had he just been
watching? She didn�t remember him
interacting with very many people, that was certain.

For a flash of a moment Sakura saw that Shino, like Hinata, was a solitary person. It was not as obvious and it seemed to be far
more voluntary, but it was still probably lonesome. Most people were just like Sakura and put at
a loss to feel at ease in his presence due to his bloodline quality. The Aburame clan were always well respected, but had they ever been well
liked? She felt bad for a moment, at her
prejudice, even if she still took a step back from him and fled to the bathroom
to finish cleaning up.

But her prediction had been correct, and she certainly saw
more of Naruto, Hinata, and
Shino. All the ways they could bump into
one another always surprised her. Either
Sakura or Shino would invite one of the other two possible lovebirds out to do
something and then tell the other conspirator well in advance. Once they were all together, Sakura would
either distract Shino with something or he would just wander off and Sakura
would chase after. It took a couple
months of this before Naruto began to catch on to
what was going on.

Of course, when the question came from him, Sakura was
absolutely floored by it.

�Are you and Shino, you know, goin�
out?� Naruto
scratched the back of his head in slight embarrassment at having to ask such a
question, and Sakura tried not to choke on the water she had been
drinking. They were running together,
just for fun, and this was not a planned Hinata-Naruto
day. In this short break, Naruto seemed to be oddly thoughtful but now that he had
spit it out she was at a loss for words.

Naruto kept going as Sakura
coughed up water. �I mean, every time we
run into him you run off to go be alone.
I mean, it�s cool and stuff because Shino�s a great guy, but I had hoped
you�d tell me on your own. . .�

�No no no,
you have it all wrong Naruto!� Sakura put a hand on his shoulder. Now that she had started it that way, what
should she tell him? Maybe a little lie
wouldn�t hurt. Things seemed to be going
well between him and Hinata, it would be a shame to blow it all by telling him she had
been tricking him all this time. Even if
it was well intentioned, this could cause the cheery boy to sour to Hinata just on principle.
Might as well dig herself in deep on this
one. �He doesn�t know I like him.� She hoped her acting was good. �Hinata has been
helping me out, setting things up so I can be along with him.�

Inside, she rejoiced at being so clever. Naruto immediately
volunteered to help too. He wanted his
dear friend, who had become like a sister to him, to be happy. If Shino was the boy that could make her
happy, then he would cooperate with anything Sakura and Hinata
had in mind. And the next few weeks had Naruto and Hinata scheming and
talking to one another all in the quest for Sakura�s happiness. It was a great twist.

For some reason she wasn�t entirely sure of, she chose not
to tell Shino what was going on. It
wouldn�t be appropriate, and she didn�t know how well he could pretend
reactions so to have it all be a surprise was a better
way. Strangely, once she got the picture
in her mind of how good a boyfriend Shino would be, the picture was hard to
dislodge.

Obviously, she was repulsed by him physically.
. . right?

She wasn�t so sure anymore.
They spent so much time together that she could sit next to him, bump
into him, or even put her hand onto him to get his attention and there was no
shiver of disgust like at the beginning of this little act. He had always been solicitous to her, never
demanding she go places and often treating when they would meet at a place that
sold food. They talked, though Sakura
held up more than her end of the vocalizations, and in his few responses he
seemed to consider her opinions and respect them. If only she had any idea of what he looked
like. . .

But that would make her shallow, wouldn�t it? She had chased after a pretty face before,
and weren�t his good actions so much of a better recommendation. The next time she saw him, she remembered how
she had listed off his good points in her head and she had blushed. Shino had asked her, when she kept being
distracted and turning red, if she was coming down with something. Sakura chose to follow his example and stay
quiet about the matter. What had started
out as a clever lie had taken on shades of the truth, and she wasn�t entirely
sure she liked this development.

That brought them to the night of the dinner. Hinata was dressed
very prettily and Naruto had even complimented her,
in his own brash way just blurting out that she was cute. Sakura wasn�t dancing around inside of her
head for joy at this major victory, but was rather focused on Shino who looked
as cool and collected as he always did.
His very maturity was starting to get on her nerves. They had
been acting a lot like a couple, after all, particularly after Naruto had been let in on the fake secret. How could she be so affected and he feel
nothing?

�S-sorry, Shino.� Hinata said quietly
as she righted the tea pot before she got any more on the table. He just nodded his reassurance at her.

Naruto made a joke and Hinata laughed, her language more
fluid now in response. She was just
nervous because she had never hosted a party before. She had actually gotten used to Naruto already and they were fast friends. Hinata was more in
love than ever and Naruto sometimes seemed like he
might be smitten, but he himself was probably not aware that that was what he
was feeling. Emotions were not something
Naruto had been smart about, having buried many of
his under a layer of determination not to be weak. Hinata would get
through soon enough and Sakura knew he would love her fiercely back. She sighed, wistfully, since she wished she
too had such prospects ahead of her.

�Is there something wrong?�
Shino surprised her out of her internal world and back to the table
where they were sitting, Naruto and Hinata talking still.
Dinner was over, and Sakura just wanted to leave before she started to
resent anybody in the room for any reason.

�No, I think I just have a little headache. I�m going home. Thank you for everything Hinata.� The hostess disengaged from Naruto and saw Sakura out with a hug and a heartfelt thank
you. There was no way that Sakura would
allow herself to resent Hinata for getting what she
had wanted for so long. As for Sakura. . . she didn�t know what she wanted.

She was halfway home when she sensed someone coming up fast
behind her. To her surprise, it was
Shino, who told her that Naruto had practically
pushed him out the door once Sakura was gone.
He had only stayed long enough to be polite to Hinata.

�He�s been very pushy lately. I think he wanted some time to tell Hinata something.
This may be the end of our plot.�
The delivery was as kind and toneless as usual. Sakura wished he sounded just a little bit
sad. �I�ll walk you home. It�s on the way.�

They turned corners and passed streets as Sakura
thought. Even Naruto,
now, would get hooked up. She, a
perfectly attractive and interesting kunoichi of
nineteen, was still single and pining stupidly after yet another boy who had
the emotional responsiveness of a brick.
Why couldn�t she fall for the Naruto-type? Someone gregarious and
easily approached? It was a curse,
it seemed. Spitefully, she let some of
her frustration and anger surface.

�Even if he tells her tonight, who knows if it will go anywhere. Naruto doesn�t know anything about women, and Hinata isn�t aggressive enough to make a move.�

Shino hummed to show he had heard her but said nothing. Sakura felt egged on by his non response.

�Not that sex is everything, but I think in general most
boys could do with a little bit of instruction.� She was getting careless since she was
upset. �Why, you Shino,
could have any girl you wanted. I could
tell you how. They�d fall at your feet.�

This got more interest from the young Aburame. �Any girl I wanted?�

�Sure.� She felt
confident but suddenly vulnerable. Was
there someone he wanted? Why hadn�t she noticed
it before?

�Then tell me.�

They were almost to her door. At once she wanted to balk and run off to the
safety of her room to brood and eat some chocolate and then sleep. This night was already turning into a
disaster from her point of view.

�Could you tell me now?
It�s still early, and I don�t know when I�ll see you again.�

The reference to how their adventure as matchmakers was over
filled Sakura again with the dread that she had gotten involved in something
that was just going to hurt her all over again.
It didn�t get any easier, having feelings for men who might not return
them, and she wished she hadn�t gotten herself in the position where she had to
show Shino how to attract other women to him.
She liked him like this, his own self.
He didn�t need to change. With a
sigh she opened the door and invited him in to her small but serviceable
house.

�Just have a seat, I�ve got
chocolate in the cupboard if you�d like some.�

�Yes, please.� He
made no noise as he moved into the living room area.

Sakura returned with the sweets and set them on the
table. They chewed on this for a bit
while Sakura schooled her thoughts. When
she finally spoke, it was soft and kept entirely neutral even though his
presence next to her on the couch was causing her heart to beat rather rapidly.

�First of all, the jacket. If you just wore something a little tighter
then women could make out your form better.
The coat is pretty big, you must admit, and it doesn�t really scream
anything except that you seem to think every day is winter.�

�I can regulate my own body heat.�

�That isn�t the point.
It�s an image issue, and tighter clothes are better to most girls.�

He nodded. �I�ll keep
that in mind. What do you think about
tight clothes?�

�I don�t care either way.
Now, the second issue is the way you conceal your face.� She smiled in memory. �Kakashi was always
sought after because of his exotic eye, and his mask was very mysterious, but
no one knows why you cover your eyes so completely or why you hide your
face. It is more intimidating than
mysterious so far as sex appeal goes.�

�Ah.�

�But don�t worry, I think the whole
glasses thing isn�t a drawback. Though I
do wish I could see your face maybe just once or twice. . .�

As she spoke he unzipped and unbuttoned his jacket all the
way down exposing the mesh shirt that all ninjas layered under their clothes as
well as a slightly smirking mouth with slightly thin lips. �You asked. . .� He shrugged in answer while Sakura stared at
him in shock. �Anything
else?�

Sakura tried not to stare at his body, uniformly toned like
all ninjas, and extremely sexy to her but ever so much out of her reach. She wanted to tell him that it was
inappropriate for him to do that, but she had said she wanted to see his face,
and it was a very nice one. It wouldn�t
do to complain.

�Your hair,� she finally managed to go on. �It sticks
straight up. Maybe if you didn�t force
it up with the headband then it wouldn�t look so brush-like.
. . oh no don�t do that. I�m not saying you
have to do this for me, I think your hair is just fine. This is all just theoretical advice. .
.� She groaned as he went ahead and took
off the headband anyway, and shrugged off his jacket as well. Why was he undressing in front of her? This was torture.

His hair, once he rustled it about with his hands a bit,
still stood out from his head but without the headband pressuring it all
together the spiky strands dipped down and lined his face creating rather
adorable chaos around his head. Sakura
wanted to dive her hands into it and squashed the urge violently as she
reminded herself that he was asking her the best way to get other girls to notice him. Well, if he looked like this around other
girls she just might jump him, kill them, or take back everything she said and
try to convince him to hide away in corners for the rest of his life. . . with
her. . . dark corners, so one could see it when she. . .

Bad Sakura! No
letting the inner thoughts bleed into outer actions! No!

�And then?� If she
didn�t know better, she�d think that Shino was laughing at her, but the slight
smile didn�t say anything when she couldn�t see his eyes. It was better this way,
she wouldn�t feel hurt this way. Her
pain wasn�t very funny to her.

Sakura stood up from the couch and left the room, coming
back shortly after with a wet hand towel.
�You always have dirt on your face,� She said softly and then placed a hand
on his shoulder as she cleaned off the darkened marks on his face and then his
hands. �I guess it�s because of the
insects.� The only reason she mentioned
them was to remind herself that she didn�t want this, him, and that there were
reasons to resist. It just wouldn�t work
in the long run.

There she sat on the couch, one of his hands still on hers
as she ran the wet cloth over it to get the last of the dirt. She tried not to feel bad for herself, to
feel undesirable and rejected, but it was hard.

�Anything else?� His voice was low, the smile gone.

Sakura tried not to let her voice catch on the emotion in
her throat. �Just remember, be assertive
and take initiative. Girls like it when
you make the first move, and it doesn�t hurt to be bold. Confidence is very�� Her words were forgotten as Shino
pulled her face towards his and kissed her.
It was very straightforward. No
sloppiness, no hesitation, just a pleasant and somewhat chaste kiss on her
lips.

They broke apart and Sakura spent a moment in stunned and
giddy joy.

Which quickly moved to anger.

�What the hell was that?
Look, if you�re just playing around with me then you can��

�I�m not playing.�
Shino said quickly.

Sakura tossed the wet towel across the room in a fit of
temper and then crossed her arms over her chest. �Then tell me what that was.�

�Well,�
Shino thought for a moment and Sakura silently waited for his
usual thoughtful words to this urgent question.
�You said that you could show me how I could get any girl I wanted.�

The implications of this took a moment to sink in because
although Sakura was intelligent, there were some ways in which she was very
dumb. Her eyes went wide. �Oh.�
A slow, seductive smile spread over her face. �Ohhh.�

�Now, if you don�t mind, I will get back to that last piece
of advice.� He reached for her again and
Sakura leaned into him willingly. Their
lips met and once she seemed to relax into him he opened up his mouth and
encouraged her to do the same by probing at kiss bruised lips with his tongue.

They pulled away, chests heaving as if they had been running
hard, and Shino began to move down her neck with his mouth even as Sakura ran
her hands over his body. The mesh
snagged on her nails and she made a frustrated chirp as she pulled back one
hand. Shino responded by stripping this
layer off, revealing glorious skin for Sakura to touch. She was so pleased by him that she pushed him
back onto the couch and straddled him just so she could have an eagle�s eye
view of his half-naked body. Her fingers
caressed and tweaked as Shino lay there passively, allowing her to take any
liberty she wished while still watching her from behind those glasses.

When he could take it no longer he began to pull up Sakura�s
shirt and she obliged him readily when she realized through a hazy mind what he
was trying to do. Her shirt and mesh
undershirt were on the floor next to his in a flash and then skin met skin as
she folded down onto him to reach his mouth again.

�Sakura,� Shino groaned as she continued to explore his
chest but this time with her mouth instead of her hands. �Are you sure you want this? I can�t take much more.�

As usual she took his meaning the wrong way because of his
abbreviated speech patterns. She
withdrew, blush spreading over her body, and reached down next to them for her
shirt. �It�s ok. I went too fast for you. I�m sorry. . .�

�No,� he stopped her questing arm and brought it back
up. �I�m saying I can�t hold back much
more. But if I let go, then I want to
know how far you want to take this.�

�Hmmm.� She had been waiting for an opportunity like
this. Her hormones were screaming at her
to do something. In the end she ended up
acting on one of those inner voices she usually quashed. Reaching down between them, she cupped him
through his pants and felt for herself how full and hard he was. �I know what can happen.� She gave him a
light squeeze through the fabric and Shino gave another one of those delicious
moans.

�Is that permission?�
Shino said through clenched teeth.

�Yes.� She said and
then yelped as Shino jerked up with more strength than she had ever credited
him with and practically ran to her bedroom.
There was no time for her to ask how he knew where to go, though she had
had parties at her house which he had attended so maybe he had seen it
then. Unceremoniously, she was dumped
upon the bed and was quickly covered up by a lot of focused, lustful, muscular
male.

Inside of her head everything seemed to be spinning. Everything was overloading from far too much
sensation, and all from a man who she had dismissed as being all cold
disinterest. What a surprise Shino was,
and what a surprise he continued to be as his tongue circled around her nipple
with such precise care. His movements
were calculated, slow, as if he wanted to take all the time in the world to
savor her and make her writhe beneath him.

When his hands instead covered where his mouth had been,
Sakura got her bearings and reached out to run her nails over his skin
lightly. He shivered and caught her hand
in his own. Riveted, she watched him
force her hand over his body. Shino
pressed her fingers into his muscles hard and at first her hand dragged slowly
over his skin until she reached his belly where a slick of sweat slid her small
hand and his together to the top of his trousers. There he let go, and she looked up from where
her hand rested to his face where his lips parted just enough to allow his
shallow pants.

She had told him to be assertive, hadn�t she? Slightly unsure, but too caught up in her own
heated moment Sakura turned her attention back to where her hands were fumbling
with the ties of his trousers. Once she
had undone them she reached inside to draw him out to her view. She couldn�t help but stare as her hand slid
up and down that column of flesh, memorizing its feel and glorying in the power
she held over him with every stroke.
Shino stopped her again, and forced her to move as he tore off the rest
of her clothes as quickly as possible.

Rather than just leap into the act as she had half expected
him to do, again he slowed and became deliberate with his touches. He would stop her wandering hands and force
them back to her sides every time she attempted to return to his wonderfully
erect member just at the corner of her vision.
Instead, with a strange sense of voyeurism she watched him move his hands
over her legs, curving over the calf and tracing the outside of the thigh
before dipping behind the knees and then scraping past the inner thigh. It felt like he was burning a path over her,
and when he just brushed her outer lips she hissed out a curse for the wanton
way her legs parted.

There was that hesitation again. If he had just been doing what he felt up
until now, it had been brilliant, but if was as truly inexperienced as she
suspected then he might need some guidance.
Her thought was followed by a smirk.
It was her guidance that had started this whole experience. Now it was her time to take his hand and show
him the motions that would please her the most.
He looked to her face and to her slight vocalizations of pleasure to
tell him what he continued to do right once her hand left his own. Before long she knew that he was going to
make her climax and as much as she wanted and needed that feeling, she wanted
to be as selfless as he had been in this shared exploration of their bodies.

It didn�t take much urging to get him to position himself
properly between her legs and as they pushed together she clenched at the pain
from the stretching before she forced herself to take a deep breath and
relax. Shino waited for the cue from her
to start moving, and once her hips wiggled a bit and they separated and came
together again she wondered at how slick she must be for the motion to work so
fluidly. For two athletic bodies like
theirs this activity began to take on the aspect of an endurance trial as the
first tried to surpass the other in control.
In an unexpected twist, Shino brought a hand in between them and touched
her where she had instructed him to previously and it drew her over the edge,
moaning his name and shuddering beneath him while he continued a steady
pace. Sakura twitched a little as he
moved inside of her for a few more strokes before finding his own release, and
she had the pleasure of watching him bite his lip and shudder in ecstasy before
he collapsed onto her.

Shino rolled off of her, disconnecting them, and both he and
Sakura stared at the ceiling as if it held any new insights as to why and how
this had happened to them. They were
still only half on the bed and they stationed themselves in the middle of the
small mattress. Sakura tried not to
blush when his arm was thrown over her chest as they both spread out their
bodies to cool off and dry the sweat they were covered in.

�You didn�t take off your glasses.� Sakura said.
Coherent thoughts that were reasoned and intelligent were still a little
beyond her after that energetic workout.

Shino smiled as he sat up and leaned over her to give her a
kiss. �No I didn�t.�

�Will I ever get to see your eyes?�

�Maybe.�

Sakura didn�t really feel like talking, but too much was
colliding around in her brain for her to not think about it.

�Was this a fluke?�
Now she sat up, scooting back to the headboard as she gathered her
wits. �Because this
meant something to me. And I just
need to know it means something to you too. . .
please.� She was a strong girl, but her
world had flipped in the course of a little over an hour.

In typical Shino fashion, he was silent for a long time
before he spoke. Sakura respected the
way he planned everything from him words to his life, the long pauses for
thought punctuated by sometimes almost frantic activity, but it was truly
maddening to have to wait. Even if this
same process caused her anticipatory agony and bliss in turns when he was
touching her, this had far more potential to hurt her. He sighed a little before he spoke.

�You were always so interesting to watch,� That wasn�t a good way to begin, from
her point of view, but she hoped it would get better. �Your face contorts sometimes when you think
no one is watching you. Whole
conversations in body language would happen and in the blink of an eye you
could be among other people just having a good time and looking like there
wasn�t another thought in your head.� As
usual his wording was imperfect. �Hinata provided me a convenient excuse, but don�t get me
wrong Sakura, I have been waiting for the right moment for a very long time.�

There was confusion in her voice now, though her alarm had
been assuaged by his words thus far.
�Then what made things different tonight? I have been trying to treat you like I always
did. . . mainly because I didn�t want you to suspect
anything.�

�You did a very good job too. I thought my chances were just as hopeless as
they�d always been. . . until Naruto
came and threatened to hurt me if I made you cry. It didn�t take long to get him to tell me all
about your infatuation.�

Sakura screwed up her face into a grimacing smile. �That Naruto, ever
so helpful and subtle. . . but the whole thing was a
ruse in the beginning. How could that
have changed anything?�

�I told you. . . body language. If I hadn�t been looking for it, I would have
missed it. You found little ways to
touch me, to move closer. . . well. . . that and. .
.� Shino faltered and stopped talking.

�What?�

He coughed. �Pheromones. You�re
positively drenched in them. I know how
it works, I just bided my time until. . .�

�You seduced me!�
Sakura exclaimed with some consternation. �You seduced me while I was telling you how
to seduce women! You jerk!� She hit him with the pillow behind her back
and then screamed when Shino rolled over onto her and held down her arms. Then he began to do lovely things to her neck
with his lips and teeth and soon Sakura was purring again. �That�s not fair.�

Shino just laughed to himself and laid his glasses on the
small table by the lamp. With undivided
interest, Sakura watched his face, but he didn�t open his eyes as he lay down
and reached out for her.

�I thought you didn�t take them off.� She said in a monotone.

�I don�t.� Shino said, arms still held out. �Only when I sleep.�

In her heart, Sakura was insanely pleased that he wanted to
sleep over after all this. �If we�re
going to sleep I think I�ll get a quick shower first.� Shino simply grabbed her and pulled her down
to him, ignoring her struggles and protests.

�You don�t need a shower.�

�Yes I do, I�m covered in sweat and I probably smell��

�Fine, you smell fine.
Besides, in a few hours it won�t matter if you shower or not.�

Sakura fidgeted as she tried to get comfortable sharing the
bed with Shino, legs tangled and bodies pressed hotly to one another. �Why won�t it. .
.oh. . . mmmm�
The tickling caress he gave her inner thigh told her exactly why the
shower would be a waste of water. �Well
then, we�ll just take one later won�t we?�

�We?�

Now it was Sakura�s turn to laugh in sinister glee.
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