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By : Shortcake
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Author's Note: Sakura has another flashback. Proceed with caution. Please leave a review.

The silver haired ninja and his former student sat sipping tea at the breakfast table. Both wore the tired look of restless sleep as they stepped through the mundane motions of morning life. Sakura poured her heart out in fits and starts; the story of her evening at Ino’s lingered in the air like the unwanted smell of yesterday’s fried fish.
“I just feel like such an idiot. It was Sasuke. Of all the men it could be, I ran away from having sex with Sasuke.” Sakura lamented.
Kakashi squeezed her hand lightly, “You’re being too hard on yourself. Healing takes time. You know this.”
She sighed, “Yes, but I’ve always loved Sasuke… And now he must think I’m just a weak little girl again.”
His stomach churned as Kakashi wrestled with his own feelings for Sakura and Sasuke. He knew in his gut it was a bad match. Sasuke never had and never would treat Sakura with the tenderness she needed in a man. Sakura had outrageous expectations for her ability to change Sasuke combined with a never-ending school girl’s fantasy. He also knew no one could just tell this to either of them. Some lessons had to be learned for oneself.
Kakashi sipped his tea once more, choosing his words carefully, “Don’t assume you know how another person feels, Sakura. Have you talked with Sasuke? Does he even know what happened?”
“Well, I mean… I know he talks to Naruto all the time, so I’m sure he’s heard.” She retorted.
“That’s not the same. Even if Naruto told him what happened, you know it would only be in general terms. Naruto is protective of you that way. You can’t assume what Sasuke does or doesn’t know; what he feels or doesn’t feel. What you do next is your choice. If you want to set things straight with Sasuke, talk to him. If not, go on with life and leave Sasuke to his own devices. Either way, consider it all part of your recovery.”
“Thanks, Kakashi. I needed some perspective.” She smiled at the good looking Hokage as she finished her morning tea.
Kakashi smiled back, giving her a joyful eye crease, “Any time, Sakura.” That smile meant the world to him. He could only hope that she found a man worthy of her love someday.
…
Two days later, Sakura found Sasuke stretching by the obstacle course. When it came to training, he was a man of disciplined habits. “Care to race, Sasuke?”
Sasuke smirked at the pinkette, “Only if you are prepared to have your ass handed to you, Sakura.”
Sakura stretched her hamstrings, confident in her lithe body, “In your dreams, Sasuke.” She taunted.
The two athletic shinobi raced around the course, leaping, rolling, and dodging as they made their way through Guy-sensei’s challenge. Sakura led early, setting a grueling pace, only to have Sasuke pass her in the final stretch, crossing the finish a fraction of a second ahead of her.
They panted for breath, the demands of racing the competitive course exacting a toll from their lungs.
Sasuke spoke first, “Not bad, Sakura. Not bad.”
Sakura chortled, “Not bad? I almost beat you, asshole.”
Sasuke smiled arrogantly, “Almost...” He looked over his former teammate studiously. Sakura was adorable in her exercise clothes. Practical shorts, a skirt, and sleeveless top with her hair in two French braids. She looked pretty without make-up; that tomboyish cuteness drew him in. “Care to spar with me, Sakura?”
Sakura smiled, knowingly. Sasuke wouldn’t spar with anyone he considered weak. “Only if you are prepared to have your ass handed to you, Sasuke.”
Sasuke smiled back, “In your dreams, Sakura… Standard spar, tai jutsu only, two out of three pins wins?”
Sakura gave him a fist bump, “You’re on.”
The ninjas became a whirling blur of kicks, punches, blocks and dodges. Sasuke used his taller frame and wicked speed, angling for the upper hand in the match. Sakura used focused strength, her small size making a more difficult target as she sought leverage with her strong opponent.
Several minutes into the match, she feigned left, then kicked, successfully tripping Sasuke up. She leapt on him mercilessly, garnering the first pin of the match. She smiled looking down at the sweating dark-haired man, “That’s one for me!”
Sasuke growled beneath her, “I underestimated you, Sakura. Now you’re toast!”
The friendly opponents broke apart, resuming the tai jutsu dance once more. Fire flashed in Sakura’s green eyes as she went all out, yearning to seal victory with a second pin. Sasuke smiled, relishing her ferocity as he toyed with the kunoichi. Their bodies spoke where words seemed to fail them as both enjoyed the challenge of a good, clean fight.
This time Sasuke found a pattern in her attack, using it to catch her from behind, throwing her face first into the grass with her arm twisted behind her back. “That’s one for me, Sakura. Care to concede now?” He taunted.
Sakura spat out a mouthful of grass and dirt, “You wish, asshole.”
Sasuke grinned mischievously as they parted for round three, “Care to make this more interesting with a little wager, Sakura?”
Sakura stepped back, stretching her back and catching her breath, “Depends. What do you have in mind?”
“If I win, you have dinner with me tonight.”
“And if I win?” She countered.
“Then I will get a full check up at the hospital.” He offered boldly.
The mere thought of getting him to submit to bloodwork without a direct order from the Hokage gave Sakura goosebumps. “Alright. That’s a bet.”
They dove into the third round of their match with renewed vigor. The gamble had both shinobi upping the game as their competitive natures shined. Sakura landed a solid hit to Sasuke’s face, dislocating his jaw. Undeterred, Sasuke continued, eventually landing a rib cracking kick to Sakura’s side. The kunoichi landed hard on her back, the wind knocked from her lungs as Sasuke straddled her, pinning her down in the brief window of opportunity.
The sudden gush of air returning to her lungs had Sakura groaning in defeat. Then her eyes locked with Sasuke’s, his face only inches above her own. The warmth of his breath on her face turned the atmosphere of the moment, the closeness of their bodies going from competition to arousal in a heartbeat.
Sasuke found himself searching her green eyes for something more. The feel of her lithe body beneath him stirred passion in his loins. Ignoring the pain, he kissed her on the lips, the sweet taste of mint and citrus flooding his taste buds.
Sakura returned the kiss, her lips saying what her words lacked. She longed for more, but the sharp pain in her side, the swelling on Sasuke’s face, and the nearness of her hospital shift, meant more would have to wait for later. She broke the kiss. “Sasuke, let me heal you.” Her voice, breathy and low, revealed her arousal.
Sasuke nodded. It was a great kiss, but her fist did pack a wallop. He rolled to the side, letting her chakra covered hands set his jaw back in place.
Sakura healed his face and a few other major bruises, then turned her healing hands to her own ribs and contusions. “My hospital shift ends at seven.”
Sasuke raised the corners of his mouth, the arrogant smirk unmistakable since he’d won, “Pick you up at Kakashi’s at eight then?”
Sakura rolled her eyes at Sasuke’s smugness. “That works.” She acquiesced.
Sasuke brushed a stray lock of hair from her face, kissing her forehead as he stood to go. “I’ll see you then.”
…
A decidedly nervous Uchiha Sasuke sat across the kitchen table from his Hokage while his date, Haruno Sakura, finished her make-up. Kakashi didn’t speak; instead his dark eyes bored into the nineteen year-old jounin. The piercing, paternalistic glare that no other man would dare to give the sharingan user had Sasuke squirming in his seat. The younger man refused to speak; choosing to lock eyes with his former sensei instead. Sakura was an adult and certainly capable of making her own choices. Where did Kakashi come off getting so protective and hostile anyway?
Sakura emerged from her room wearing a playful red sundress. She went braless, letting the halter top dress drape over her perky breasts into a fitted waist and flouncy skirt. She wore her hair down, the soft curls from her braids framing her face. Light make up with cherry lip gloss gave her a youthful glow.
Kakashi’s eyes widened at the sight of the beautiful young woman, then he turned his scowling face to Sasuke.
Sasuke cleared his throat in an effort to shake off the older man’s evil eye. “Sakura, you look lovely. Shall we go?”
Sakura waltzed across the room, “Sure. See you later sensei.” She smiled at Kakashi, patting him on the back as she walked past.
Kakashi waved as she blew past. That damn Uchiha better be careful with her, he thought to himself. I can still take that boy down a notch.
Sakura smiled wickedly as they headed out the door, “So… Ichiraku’s?”
Sasuke cringed, “If you insist.”
She giggled, “I’m just teasing you, Sasuke. I know you’ve spent quite a bit of time with Naruto lately.”
Sasuke relaxed, “I’ve had a lifetime supply of ramen pushed down my throat in the last month. Please… anything but ramen.”
…
The couple enjoyed a quiet meal together, returning to Sasuke’s apartment for a drink. A bottle of Sake quickly became making out on Sasuke’s couch. After the incident at Ino’s, the dark haired ninja knew he needed to slow things down with Sakura. He knew what he wanted, and Sakura was one of the few women he liked to be around. Plus, she’d been in love with him for years. How could they go wrong?
Sasuke pulled the petite kunoichi onto his lap as his lips lavished hers with a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around her waist as their tongues dueled in each other’s mouths. She still tasted of mint and citrus, with the added flavor of her cherry lip gloss. He felt his manhood hardening within the confines of his pants as Sakura ground her hips into his suggestively.
Sakura was on cloud nine. She was alone in Sasuke’s apartment with him on a real date. His kisses had her on fire for more. He certainly knew what to do with his mouth, and she’d seen his cock in action. His hand caressed her breast through the cotton fabric of her dress, eliciting a pleasured moan from her throat.
Sasuke took his time with her, his hand exploring her flesh thoroughly as kiss after kiss stirred the fires of lust between them. He slipped his fingers under the edge of her sundress, smiling as he found the ties of her lacy thong panty. His deft fingers loosened the bows, letting the small undergarment fall between the couch cushions. He found her pussy hot and wet as he teased her slit and clit.
Sakura broke from the kissing momentarily. She cast a sultry gaze at Sasuke as she lifted the little sundress from her body, tossing it against the wall. Then her hands went to the buttons on his shirt, liberating him bit by bit from his clothing.
Sasuke stood, holding the naked kunoichi and drinking in the erotic sight of her nude form. Sexy green eyes, soft pink hair, perky nipples on delightful breasts, that heart shaped tuft of pink curls accenting her otherwise bare pussy. Her body screamed sex appeal. He wanted her so bad it hurt.
By the time Sasuke tossed her on his bed, his shirt was off. The one handed mand made quick work of his belt and trousers. “Sakura… I want you.” His voice deep with longing and arousal, “If you need to, stop me now.”
Sakura practically drooled at the sight of his massive cock. So thick and juicy… “Sasuke… I want you inside me.” She leaned back on her elbows, her thighs spread in a wide invitation.
Sasuke practically pounced on the young woman, kissing her again, his tongue the prelude to his cock as he thrust into her mouth vigorously.
Sakura moaned wantonly as she ground her sex against his erect member. Her hands held his shoulders as she braced herself for more.
Sasuke guided his rock-hard cock into her weeping pussy. Tight. So… Damn... Tight. He grunted as he eased his way in gradually, forcing himself to go slowly for her sake.
As he finally bottomed out inside her, Sakura groaned with need. “Yes! Oh! Sasuke, yes!” A few more strokes sent her reeling. She arched her back, her nails raking down his back as she screamed in ecstasy, “SASUKE!”
Iron walls clamped against his stiff erection. Sasuke held back, not wanting to finish so soon. “I’m not nearly finished with you, Sakura.” Once her climax ebbed, he flipped her on her belly, using the better angle to go deeper as he thrust into her core.
Sakura moaned again, “Oh yes! Sasuke! Oh!” Her hands gripped the sheets as he stretched her wide with his girthy cock.
Sasuke grunted as he rode her hard, feeling her desire rise with his. “Yes, Sakura! Let me make you feel good too. You’re tight as a drum.”
Sakura tried to hold back the fear. She really did. But Sasuke’s words were the same.
Let me make you feel good too. A whore like you should like fucking; should lived to be fucked… hottest little cocksleeve… you’re just three cocksleeves in a skirt… whore… bitch… slut… whore…
She couldn’t stop it; the wave of anxiety took her. With a violent scream, Sakura threw Sasuke off her back and against the wall. She ran to the living room, threw her dress over herself in a second, grabbed her shoes and ran out the door, “I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Sasuke!” Tears streamed down her face as she ran half naked from the building.
Stunned and naked, Sasuke registered what just happened. “FUCK!!!” he punched his hand through the wall as his voice carried through the building. He couldn’t believe she just flipped out in the middle of sex. Looking down at his still hard cock, he wondered if Ino was still awake.
Sakura leapt to the rooftops, tears blurring her vision as she ran without regard to having her dress in disarray and no panties on. Home. She just had to get home.
Nara Shikamaru looked up just in time to see her, one boob hanging out of her sundress and her pussy completely bare. He knew she was upset, but he also knew Sakura could take care of herself. The image of her wet pussy and lovely bosom was seared in his mind. Why did things like this only happen when Temari was out of town? So troublesome. He wondered if Ino was still awake.
Sakura ran into the apartment, passed Kakashi without a word, and jumped directly into the shower.
Kakashi did his best to hold a calm façade, but inside he fought the urge to murder Sasuke. Yes, he knew Sakura was a hot mess and easily triggered. Hell, he slept with her every night, he knew exactly how bad it was. He expected Sasuke to take a hint after the first time. Apparently, he needed to speak with the Uchiha pup.
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