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“I do apologize, but we are full. There’s really nowhere to put you,” the old bald man said, closing the door. Sakura sighed, disappointed.
“I was so looking forward to sleeping in a bed tonight,” she muttered miserably.
“Me too…” Naruto groaned. “Guess it’s back to the woods to make camp.”
Sakura noticed Naruto looked about as miserable as she felt. Her back was aching and the thought of sleeping once more on the hard earth made it twinge. Sasuke said nothing, big surprise, Sakura thought disdainfully, as she watched him walk away, presumably towards the forest they’d just come from. She sighed again, giving Naruto a resigned look before following their perpetually brooding teammate. They’d only gone a few steps when they heard a woman shouting, “Ninja! Ninja!”
“Tch,” Sasuke clicked, irritated. Sakura didn’t need to wonder at Sasuke’s annoyance. She shouldn’t be shouting after us so carelessly. It labels us targets.
“Yeah?” Naruto asked, turning around. She rolled her eyes, hearing Sasuke mutter, “idiot,” under his breath, but Naruto paid no attention. “What do you want?”
“My husband…” the old woman wheezed, “an idiot… need help with some repairs… at the inn… we’ll give you a room…”
“Your husband just said you have no rooms,” Sasuke replied bitterly. Seriously, Sakura agreed silently.
“Not in the inn…” the old woman shook her head, “in the house. My daughters are away right now, and you can have their room and a small fee, what we could afford, in exchange for helping with repairs. My husband is not as young as he once was. Please.”
Sakura’s heart leapt at the prospect. She turned to her teammates, trying to hide her excitement, “What do you want to do?”
“We should get back to Konoha,” Sasuke said coldly. Killjoy.
I’ll have to play my cards right… “Well, technically, we’re not due back for another three days, and it’s not like Shishou would turn down the money,” she stated slyly, looking to Naruto, who would no doubt back her up.
“They need some help, and we get beds out of the deal,” the blond shrugged, “so I say yes.”
Sakura nodded, “I agree. We’ve been traveling for days. It’ll be nice to sleep in a bed for a night. And a little manual labor won’t be any worse than our early D-rank genin missions. It’s worth it.”
“Fine,” Sasuke shrugged, appearing indifferent. What does he have to be all annoyed about anyway? Geez…
“Alright, baa-chan, you’ve got yourself a deal!” Naruto said happily.
“Oh, thank you, so much!” she said in relief. “This way, it’s right over here…”
Rambling, she informed them of her name (Fusuki-san), and the various small repairs that needed to be done (fixing the stair railing, sanding down rough patches on the porch, painting the common room…). Sakura tuned her out. They could get the rundown in the morning. Right now, she was dreaming of sleeping on a nice, soft mattress.
Upon entering the small house, they slipped off their shoes in the entryway and followed her down a short hallway to a tiny, narrow bedroom. “I apologize that there’s only the one room, but it’s a bunk bed and will sleep three comfortably. You dear,” she said, tapping Sakura’s shoulder.
“Sakura, please,” she replied politely.
“You can take the top bunk, and you two boys-”
Naruto piped in, “Naruto, and he’s Sasuke.”
“-can take the bottom. That bottom bunk is a double bed, so you’ll have plenty of room. There’s a washroom right across the hall. I’ll make breakfast for all of you in the morning before you start your work.”
Sakura let her bag slip from her shoulder and reached up to rub it. She noted with irritation Sasuke looking rigid and uncomfortable. Fusuki-san said once more, “Thank you so much. I can’t tell you how appreciated this is. We were beginning to worry… So I’ll wake you around nine then for breakfast. Thank you again, and have a good night!” She smiled warmly before walking out, closing the door behind her.
Sasuke looked at them with utter contempt.
“Oh, come on, Sasuke-kun, it’s not like we haven’t had a lot worse,” Sakura rolled her eyes. It’s really hot in here. Her eyes darted to the window, which was already thrown wide open. Naruto began undressing right in front of her; Sakura reached out and smacked him upside the head. “You can at least wait until I leave the room, Naruto! Honestly, just because I’m a ninja doesn’t mean I’m not a lady.”
“I didn’t say you weren’t!” Naruto cried, looking confused.
“Well, do you make a habit of just stripping in front of women then?” she said pointedly.
Comprehension dawned on the blond and he turned pink. “Sorry, Sakura-chan.”
“Whatever, I’ll be back in a minute.” Sakura grabbed her bag and headed across the hall to the washroom.
The room was cramped, a small shower stall in the corner, a toilet and sink, and barely enough room to maneuver the door shut once inside. Sakura managed. She splashed cold water on her face. Ordinarily she had no problem sleeping in her clothing, but it was so bloody hot out… she opened her bag, digging through her personal items, trying to find a large tee shirt she could sleep in. No luck. Damn it.
At the bottom of the bag was the short, silky pink nightdress Ino had given her as a gift for her birthday a few months prior. “Come on Sakura,” she’d said, “every woman needs a sexy negligee, just in case.” Just in case of what, Sakura hadn’t been sure of at the time. That was before she and Ino made the bet. Ino had turned her attentions to Izumo, a gorgeous chuunin and one of Tsunade’s assistants. She’d teased Sakura on her unending crush on Sasuke, saying pursuing ‘real men’ was far better, but if Sakura wanted to remain childish, far be it from Ino to stop her.
How they actually ended up with the stupid bet was lost on Sakura, but the bet itself remained: the first of the two to bed the unattainable guy of her choice won. And would be forced to concede such fact.
Sakura stared at her reflection in the mirror. Given the way the entire mission had run, and now their return home, Sakura held no hope of being able to seduce the aloof Uchiha. At this point, he’s acting so much the bastard, who would want to? Yet the fact remained that it was insanely hot, and her choices were the pink negligee or remaining in her clothes in the sweltering heat. She opted for the latter. Hopefully they’ll both be in bed with the lights out when I come back in.
Sakura draped her clothes on the towel rack and headed back to the room, knocking lightly. She heard Naruto call, “It’s okay, Sakura-chan!”
She entered, grimacing at the light. Sasuke was curled up facing the wall, big surprise, Naruto on the edge, looking over at her. Sakura grabbed the rungs and began climbing up the ladder to the upper bunk. “You’d better stop looking at my ass, Naruto, or you’re going to get a hell of a lot more than just an eyeful,” she growled menacingly. Ah, there’s the light, she realized, leaning over to the lamp on top of the chest and flipping off the light. “Good night.”
“Goodnight Sakura-chan!”
“Hn.”
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This sucks, Sakura thought. She’d gotten comfortable, settled, and yet couldn’t fall asleep. She stared up at the ceiling. Sasuke-kun’s right below me, probably half naked, and gorgeous, and I’m stuck up here all alone staring at the ceiling. Though she had to admit, her situation wouldn’t be any different were hers and Naruto’s places switched.
She strained to hear any noises coming from below, but heard only matched sets of steady breathing. Sure, they can both fall asleep no problem. Me, I’m the one with the mad insomnia who can’t fall asleep no matter how damn much I try! This is so unfair!
Sakura pushed up the pillow, readjusting herself. The stupid bet floated into her mind again. Damn it. I’m so going to lose. Ino might be fine with snagging Izumo and… getting laid… but… she bit her lip. She wasn’t sure she could do it. Her whole young life, she dreamed about Uchiha Sasuke falling madly in love with her and taking her for his own. Like that is ever going to happen, she knew. He was incapable of loving anyone or anything. But still… would you be able to have just a one-night stand and have it not mean anything? She closed her eyes. Sure. Why not? You’d be able to bed the guy of your dreams, who you know is an emotionally stunned moron, but that doesn’t make him less hot. Would it make her slutty? Ino would say no, but she wasn’t as bold as Ino. So you’re going to lose to Ino because you’re a big fat prude? Inner Sakura goaded her. Damn it! I just want to get some fucking sleep!
She heard a thud followed by Naruto indignant shout, “Ow!”
“What happened?” Sakura asked, concerned. She flipped over on her side.
“That bastard just shoved me off the bed!” Naruto cried.
“He’s kicking me,” Sasuke replied coolly.
“It’s not my fault!”
“Keep your voices down!” she hissed. The last thing they needed was to wake up the whole household in the middle of the night and get thrown out.
“I am not going to get any sleep with the idiot kicking me every two minutes,” Sasuke replied angrily.
“I can’t help it! My leg spasms sometimes!”
“God!” Sakura cried. She threw back the sheet and sat up, banging her head hard on the ceiling. “Ow, damn it!” A second later, she was climbing down the ladder. “Naruto, you take the top.”
“What?” Naruto asked. “Why me?”
“I will,” Sasuke said, standing up. She noted to her disappointment that he was still fully clothed.
“No, you won’t. If the problem is him kicking you, I certainly don’t want to have to suffer through it. This is the only way any of us is going to get any rest, so stop arguing and just do it!” she demanded. Honestly, the two of you are like annoying little children.
“Fine by me,” Naruto replied, childishly sticking out his tongue at Sasuke before heading up the ladder. Sakura rolled her eyes, noting Sasuke’s clenched jaw.
Naruto got settled on the mattress above. Oh god, oh god, oh god… what do I do? Sakura’s eyes met Sasuke’s in the darkness. He didn’t move. She opened her mouth, trying to think of something to say, then thinking better of it.
Sasuke stood rooted to the spot, still sulking most likely.
Well apparently he’s just going to stand there all night then. Sakura finally just brushed past him, her bare arm brushing against him. She felt a tingle up her arm. “What are you doing?” Sasuke asked.
“Lying down. I’ll take the wall. That way you’ll have more room.” Yeah, that sounded good. She pulled the sheet up to her chest and curled herself into a ball facing the wall, trying to make herself as small as possible to keep from disturbing her already short-fused teammate. After long moments, she felt the mattress give with his weight, although figured he had to be on the edge of the bed as he was nowhere remotely close to her.
Long minutes passed. So… I’m in bed and Sasuke-kun is in bed with me, right next to me… This is absolutely nothing like I imagined it would be… This sucks. Sasuke shifted, causing the entire mattress to ripple. Still, she could sense he was nowhere near her. She sighed.
Well, being disillusioned can’t be all bad, she thought to herself. You’re a pretty girl, wearing a sexy nightdress, in bed, next to him. If he can’t even appreciate the situation, much less take advantage of it as any normal male would, he’s not worth your time. Well, Inner Sakura had a point. Besides, it’s hot in here and he’s still fully clothed. Idiot. He shifted again.
Sakura sighed. “Honestly, Sasuke-kun, if you’re that overheated, then just change and get comfortable.” She rolled onto her back and turned her face to him. His expression said it all.
“Oh, please! Give me some credit,” she said with exasperation, “I’m not going to jump you! Besides, you’re going to get even more overheated if you don’t change, causing you to radiate heat which will make me uncomfortable, and so you know, I have no problem switching bunks with Naruto again, and then you’ll have to deal with him kicking you all night. So really, it’s your choice.” Crap… what if he does have me switch back with Naruto? she wondered. Then it’s really no loss…
Sasuke tched in his usual, annoyed fashion, but grudgingly sat up and pulled his shirt over his head. Despite her annoyance with him, it still took tremendous effort on her part to roll over to face the wall again, not stealing so much as a peek at Sasuke, shirtless. She could hear him pulling off his shorts as well. He laid back down again, still on the very edge of the mattress. He’d rather fall off the mattress than just get comfortable, because he’s still convinced I’m going to… what?
“You seriously need to get over yourself,” Sakura muttered, the words out of her mouth before she could stop herself. She held her breath, waiting.
Sasuke rolled onto his side, nearing her, even if only a little. “What do you mean by that?”
She turned her head over her shoulder to face him. “Just what I said. You were willing to bake yourself just because you assume that I don’t have any self-control whatsoever, which is really insulting, by the way. That you assume I wouldn’t have any control obviously illustrates that you think you’re something amazing, in which case, yes, you need to get over yourself.” She turned away again. I can’t believe I just said that to Sasuke-kun! He’ll hate me! Inner Sakura retaliated, Well, it’s true! He’s an asshole!
She felt Sasuke’s strong hand on her shoulder, pulling her onto her back. “I do not need to ‘get over myself.’”
Sasuke’s eyes bore angrily into hers. Play your cards right girl and he’s putty in your hands… now… angry, or sad? Without thinking, she put on her best ‘wounded bird’ expression. She could see Sasuke’s confusion. He opened his mouth to say something, but Sakura quickly cut him off.
“You know that I like you, Sasuke-kun. I always have, and I know you don’t feel the same way about me. That’s okay. Despite my feelings for you, you know how much I care about and respect you. You’re my teammate and my friend; I would never do anything to compromise that. You should know that. That you don’t…” she let her voice trail off for effect, “it hurts.” She gently wrenched out of his grip, turning to face the wall once more.
Moment of truth… she waited. I either went way too far and pissed him off beyond all reason, or made him feel like crap. She stared at the wall, waiting long moments, thinking he just didn’t even care and wouldn’t speak to her the rest of the night. Well, I’ve gotten worse than cold-shouldering from him, so…
“Sakura,” he finally said. Don’t move. Don’t move. Through great effort, she didn’t stir. “Sakura,” he repeated, pulling on her shoulder. She turned her head, dropping her shoulder to look at him, though still keeping her back to him. “I’m…” he muttered, suddenly averting his eyes. Is it really this difficult for him to apologize? He met her eyes once more. “Sorry.”
“Yeah,” she whispered in reply, turning her head away. Score!
He grabbed her shoulder, roughly pulling her onto her back once more. She looked up at him, trying to look shocked. He glared at her. “What is it that you want?” he demanded, fighting to keep his voice down lest he wake up Naruto, just above them.
“Sasuke-kun, I…” Sakura shook her head, “I don’t know what you mean.”
His eyes narrowed. “What, Sakura, what is it that you want from me?”
“Nothing,” she whispered.
“I apologized,” he hissed.
“I acknowledged and accepted,” she replied softly.
“By saying, ‘yeah?’”
“What more do you want me to say?” she asked, getting exasperated. “That everything is fine? Everything is okay? Alright then. Everything is peachy friggin keen! Happy now?”
Sakura tried to turn away again, now genuinely angry with him, but Sasuke grabbed her, pinning her down by her shoulders, his body on top of hers. She glared at him. “Stop turning away from me!”
“What do you care?” she spat back.
“I…” Sakura stared up at him, silently egging him on with her furious eyes. She knew Uchiha Sasuke well enough to know that the only way to get his attention or rouse him from his near constant moody brooding was to get him to fight. She wasn’t baiting him with taunts and power struggles the way Naruto would, but she was picking a fight in her own way, and so far it was working. The fact that he was fighting back was proof enough she’d gotten to him. Yeah, that’s right, Uchiha Sasuke, you’re an open book.
Sakura’s eyes widened in shock as Sasuke’s lips crashed down upon hers, kissing her long and hard. OH. MY. GOD! Just as suddenly, he pulled away, staring at her in shock.
Without thinking, Sakura slapped him as hard as she possibly could. Sasuke looked at her in surprise.
“You’re a bastard,” she whispered. This was what she had wanted. This is what picking the fight had been all about, getting him all riled up, hot and bothered, angry, aggressive, aroused… and yet when he kissed her… it hurt.
Sakura jerked underneath him. Let me go, let me go, she cried silently, please, just let me go! She lifted up her leg, thinking to shove her knee into his stomach to get him off her, but her leg brushed against his thigh, only-
Sasuke shuddered. Sakura froze. Is that what I think it is? She had to wonder. No… not Sasuke-kun… because of… me? Okay, go with it… She saw Sasuke’s desperate eyes lock on hers. “Sakura, I-”
With a boldness she never knew she possessed, she tentatively reached down and brushed her fingertip against the hardness in his boxers. He gasped. Is that a good gasp? Am I doing it right? she thought, suddenly anxious. What the hell was I thinking? I don’t know what the hell I’m doing! And he’s going to kill me!
His eyes met hers. “Sakura, please, I-”
Sasuke’s plea for her to continue was enough to give her the courage to keep going. She watched him, curious, wanting to see his reactions, to know if she was doing it okay as she caressed and stroked him. The tiniest moan escaped him as she gave the boxers a tug, setting him free.
Her fingers encircled him before gently pulling on him. She kept her eyes locked on his. He opened his mouth, about to say something, when she stroked him again, and a third time, and a fourth.
He seems to like it… I must be doing something right. If he wanted me to stop he would have said something by now… What have I gotten myself into!? She felt Sasuke capture her lips in his. He pried her lips open with his tongue, kissing her passionately, deeply. The fingers of her free hand tangled themselves into his dark hair while she continued to pump him with the other.
Suddenly he grabbed her wrist and stopped her. She looked up at him with confusion. He kissed her lips once more before kissing down her neck. Sakura mewled quietly. He slipped the straps of her nightdress from her shoulders, exposing her breasts to him. Sakura felt her cheeks burn as Sasuke stared at her in approval before taking one nipple into his mouth, kneading her other breast with his hand. Sakura couldn’t bite back the tiny moan that escaped her lips.
He switched to her other breast, allowing his hand to travel down her body to her panties. He grabbed the fabric and ripped, leaving Sakura’s hot center exposed. He ran a finger up her damp slit before pushing in.
Sakura’s hand covered her mouth to keep from yelling out. Sasuke added a second finger, pumping in and out of her at a fast pace. He reached to Sakura’s neck, pulling her into a slight sitting position so he could kiss her while continuing to finger her. Oh… Sasuke-kun!
She shuddered every time he pushed into her, her body on fire. He pulled his fingers out and circled her clit. Sakura felt herself melt into his arms.
Sasuke pushed her gently back down onto the mattress. He positioned himself at her entrance. This is it, she realized, Sasuke-kun and I are… Their eyes met; she nodded. She waited an instant and then he pushed in, hard and fast, his lips crushing hers to silence her cry. She felt searing pain as he pulled out slowly, before pushing in again. Finally he broke the kiss to look at her, raising an eyebrow, silently asking if she’s okay. She nodded.
He continued his thrusts, building a rhythm, as he continued kissing Sakura, running his hands down her body, cupping and squeezing her small, supple breasts, kneading her ass. He slipped his hand between their bodies, rubbing her clit with his thumb. Sakura’s eyes widened as she moaned, her body responding to the added stimulation.
Her own hands wandered his body, her nails digging into his ass, a pinch of his nipple, a squeeze of his pecs, her fingers entangled in his dark hair scratching his scalp deliciously.
“Sasu-ke-kun…” Sakura muttered between broken breaths. He’s even more amazing than I’d imagined…
Sasuke smirked.
A noise from the bunk above them caused them both to freeze. Sakura stared up at Sasuke with wide, horrified eyes. Did Naruto wake up? Does he know? Sasuke’s gaze met hers briefly, he paused, listening.
Naruto had just shifted over on the mattress. A second later and his soft snores could be heard once again.
Sasuke turned his attention back to Sakura, thrusting in hard. She bit her lip to keep from gasping too loudly. Her cheeks were flushed, her breathing ragged. Sasuke’s own breathing was rapid and staggered. He couldn’t last much longer. She knew she wouldn’t.
She could feel the burning in her stomach begin to rise. She reached up, pulling him to her, kissing him fiercely as her orgasm hit her. Sakura pulled away, her eyes staring into his beautiful dark ones.
Sasuke’s climax hit as she rode out the last waves of hers. He fell on her, burying his face in her neck. Her fingers tangled themselves once more in his dark hair. As he found his strength, he lifted himself up, pulling out of her.
He slumped on his side next to her. She turned to face him. He truly is the most beautiful man that I have ever seen. Sasuke looked upset, confused. He thinks he made a terrible mistake, she realized.
And yet she realized she was okay. She didn’t need him professing love for her. She didn’t need a relationship with him. She was content being teammate and friend. So we shared this one experience. That’s okay. It’s something I’ll treasure, and that’s all. She was amazed at how at ease she truly was.
She couldn’t resist ribbing him though, not after everything that just happened. “Are you over yourself yet?” Sasuke could only stare at her. “Well then, let’s see you get over me.”
She turned away from him, facing the wall, leaving Sasuke to gape, dumbfounded and confused, behind her. Let’s see him stew on that for a while. Maybe now he’ll be the one crushing on me! However unlikely the reality of that thought might be, it was enough to put a huge grin on her face.
It was long moments before Sasuke finally spoke. “I’m not going to be played.”
Whatever that means, she thought with a smile. Suddenly, she felt his arm wrap tightly around her middle, pulling her closer to him. What? What’s he doing? she wondered, shocked. This is totally out of character for him. And yet when she tried to pry herself away, his arm locked that much more tightly around her. Okay then… well, he’s probably just trying to prove a point. He’ll forget all about this in the morning… but for tonight… I’ll just go with it.
She bit her lip for several moments, content to just be in his arms. Finally, she could no longer suppress a giggle. She closed her eyes, finally ready to let sleep claim her.
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A/N: Fin. I might turn it into a longer piece if everyone wants. It'll depend on you, the readers.
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