Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto.

Sasuke stared unblinkingly out the tinted window of the limo, watching as trees and buildings flashed by his seat in the back. Itachi shoved him from the side.

"Yo little brother, how long are you gonna be this quiet? You're brooding."

Sasuke looked over at his older brother, who was lounging gracefully on the armrests of his seat next to Sasuke. Itachi's flawless skin, features so perfect they could have been a girl's, and dark, mysterious eyes made girls swoon. He had set off his face with a neat black blazer that made his eyes gleam, even though the ocasion didn't call for dressing up.

Sasuke, on the other hand, was wearing a black button down and dark jeans. His midnight ebony hair was spiked up in all the right places, and his eyes were carbon copies of Itachi's endless ones. The two brothers looked enough alike to be twins, though Itachi was an inch taller.

"I'm not brooding. Just thinking."

"Oh, cuz we're on our way to pick up Sakura right? Sasuke, I've never even met the girl before. And now she's your girlfriend? Knowing your taste, she's probably the ugliest girl in the world." Itachi leaned back and reclined in his seat, satisfied with his jab.

Sasuke reached across Itachi to the mini fridge and grabbed a cold water. Opening it with one hand, he downed half the bottle in one sip. "There's a reason we're on our way to see her concert. She's performing in front of 100,000 people tonight. Just from her fan base, you should expect my girlfriend to be hot."

Looking Itachi dead in the eyes, Sasuke spoke again. "Sakura invited you to her concert tonight because she wanted to meet you. You didn't have to come, if you think she's that ugly."

Before Itachi could respond, the limo suddenly pulled up to the door of a fancy hotel and stopped. The door flew open, and a small girl climbed in, her face obscured by huge sunglasses and a white scarf.

She moved like silk, her body slow and deliberate. Every curve of her legs, every caress of her fingers as she pushed the limo door open further and climbed in gracefully, was smooth and sensual.

The delicate girl poked her head into the backseat. Between the sunglasses and the scarf, Itachi could only see a tiny, perfect nose and full pink lips covered in some natural lip balm. She smelled like sunshine mixed with something sweet and forbidden- a strangely intoxicating scent.

"Sasuke!" The girl called as the limo began to move forward again. Squeezing herself into the tiny seat between Sasuke and Itachi, she gently put her long, thin arms around Sasuke's neck. He, in turn, slid his arms around her waist, clutching her to him in his lap as she moved to get in a more comfortable position. "I'm so glad you and your brother could come!"

Looking over the girl's head, Sasuke smirked at his dumbstruck brother. "Itachi, meet my girlfriend Sakura. Sakura, this is my older brother Itachi. Now you've officially met him."

Sakura slid the scarf off from around her hair, the fringe at the end waving in the air before she folded the scarf and put it in the deep pocket of the tan trenchcoat she was wearing. Itachi stared. Her hair...was pink. But it didn't look dyed. The pink color was soft and natural, just like Sakura's lips and her entire body. The pink popped against her perfect face, and, with the way Sakura carried herself, the pink was completely her. Now that Itachi had seen Sakura with pink hair, he could have never imagined her with black or brown- the color wouldn't suit her.

Still, she was wearing those huge black sunglasses. And Itachi was sure that behind the black lenses, a luminous pair of eyes would contrast flawlessly with the pink hair.

Sasuke stared down lovingly at his girlfriend in his lap. Girlfriend. He had spent the better part of two years at school with this girl, being her friend, going to her other concerts to support her, and caring for her until she finally realized his true feelings.

Sakura nuzzled her face delicately into Sasuke's neck. He felt her lithe tongue reach out and gently lick the spot right at the junction of his neck and chin. He sighed as a slight buzz ran through his veins at the mere thought of her tongue.

Trying to distract himself, Sasuke looked down at her strange trenchcoat. "Sakura, is that what you're wearing onstage?"

Looking a little sheepish, Sakura looked back at him. "Well, I didn't feel like changing- I always put on my concert outfit in my dressing room backstage right before I go on. So I grabbed my trenchcoat, 'cuz all I'm wearing underneath right now is a sports bra and shorts."

Itachi watched Sasuke's eyes go a little wider in surprise and- was that lust?- before Sasuke controlled himself and his handsome face returned to normal. Deciding to make the situation a little less awkward while watching his brother and his girlfriend's hormone rage, Itachi decided to speak up.

"Well Sakura, you're a lot hotter than I thought you'd be!"

Thank god, thought Itachi as he saw the lights of the huge stadium Sakura would be performing in that night appear in the distance. We're almost there. I can leave.

For the past half hour or so, Sasuke and Sakura had dealt with their boredom in the limo by making out furiously in front of Itachi. And as hot as both Sasuke and Sakura were, Itachi felt his eyes were scarred by having to witness the depth of their relationship.

The driver opened the door with a soft click and extended a hand for Sakura to pull herself out with. She kissed Sasuke, soft and quick, once more before waving goodbye to him and Itachi. "Wish me luck tonight you guys! I'm sorry I can't walk you to your seats, but I'm running a little behind schedule and still need to get into hair and makeup. Plus, I can't risk having anyone recognize me right before the concert starts- I'll be mobbed by fans."

She gave Sasuke a heated look as she turned away. "Don't forget Sasukkke" she dragged out his name, almost whispering it, "you promised to stand up and scream as loudly as possible for me while I'm singing." The sensual pout on her face as she winked stunned Sasuke into silence.

She darted off to a back entrance of the stadium, leaving a glazed Sasuke and a gaping Itachi.

"Your girlfriend...She's quite a handful isn't she?"

"I don't even know what just happened for the past half hour of my life. How can she make a simple comment like "Cheer for me" have a completely sexual undertone?"

Itachi didn't even bother to answer his brother. He just stared at the place where Sakura had vanished.

"So, do you think she'll go onstage in her underwear?"

In their seats in the stadium

Once Sasuke and Itachi were settled into their front row seats, they noticed a gradual rumbling coming from behind them. Looking back, they saw tens of thousands of people pouring in to the stadium. By the time they all sat down, the entire stadium was packed. "Damn, that's a lot of people. Sakura's a pretty popular singer isn't she?"

Sasuke spoke up, stars nearly gleaming in his eyes. "Yeah, she has an amazing voice and a huge fan base. She's probably the most popular teen singer in Japan right now. Plus she's gorgeous, and has this incredible stage presence. You can sense her all over the stadium once she starts singing."

Sasuke got up and left to find a soda, leaving Itachi alone. The girls sitting next to him were whispering intently, and a bored Itachi began to listen in to their conversation.

The first girl had a scowl on her face. "I don't understand what's so great about this Sakura girl. You keep telling me how amazing she is, but I can't see it.

The second girl began muttering wildly, her voice rising to higher levels as she started to squeal. "You just have to wait for her to sing! Once she opens her mouth, you won't be able to focus on anything else. Her voice is like honey! It's so perfect! EEEEEEEE!"

Zoning out as the overly excited girl went into a rant about Sakura's greatness, Itachi settled back into his seat and quietly waited for the concert to start.

Sasuke appeared by his side and shoved his body past Itachi into his seat. "Can you believe how long the line for soda was?"

Itachi smirked slightly. "Good timing. The concert's gonna start soon."

Suddenly, the lights in the stadium went dim. A building guitar pattern began playing, growing louder and louder. The huge screens around the stadium showed the face of the guitarist, a young woman in a short skirt and black jacket. Once the piano and bass kicked in for the intro to the song, a spotlight illuminated each player separately. Sakura still wasn't onstage yet.

Itachi heard the girls behind him whispering again. "I've heard that at Sakura's concerts, she comes onstage at different times. At one concert she was out at the beginning of the intro of the first song, and for another concert she sang part of the first song backstage. I wonder how she'll come onstage today!"

As the beat of the song kicked in loudly and with so much energy Itachi's ears almost burst, a figure danced onto the suddenly darkened stage. All anyone in the audience could make out was a thin silhouette, waiting to sing.

And then the spotlight came onto Sakura and she opened her mouth.

Sasuke was struck dumb at her outfit. Starting at her feet, he stared all the way up her body until his eyes hit her flawless, already composed face. She was wearing five inch high, bright pink espadrilles that looked impossible to walk in. Her dress was dark blue, and fit her tiny form perfectly before flaring out at her waist and stopping halfway down her thin thighs. As she walked across the stage, the dress billowed out slightly.

Itachi noticed Sakura's eyes first. Bright, spring green, her eyes popped out from across the stage. Her face gleamed with unsurpassed excitement, and her skin shone beautifully under the lighting.

As soon as she sang the first word, the audience was screaming, the combined voices cheering so loudly that Itachi was convinced he would be deaf after the concert was over. Her voice truly was like honey. The song was upbeat yet sensual, and clung to Sakura's low, throaty voice. From her mouth, the lyrics sounded delicious.

Sasuke had leaned forward into his seat so far, Itachi hoped his lovestruck little brother wouldn't fall onto the stage. As Sakura broke into the chorus, her lips on the microphone as she tilted her head back for a long note, Sasuke edged even closer to the boundary separating him from the stage.

Sakura looked over at her boyfriend practically salivating as she sang. Walking in sync with one of her male backup dancers, she forced him to move backwards with each of her steps. Cornering him onstage, she stuck her tongue out and licked his lips with a tiny flicker. Sasuke was on the edge of his seat at that point. Itachi was simultaneously grossed out and turned on as he stared in disbelief at Sasuke's sensual girlfriend.

The song reached the final, building chorus. In one swift, planned, and incredibly daring movement, Sakura wiggled her dress off her body in the middle of the stage. Throwing it over her head and tossing it off to the side, she winked neatly and cheekily at the huge screen projecting her face. She continued to dance and sing with frenetic energy around the stage as if she hadn't just stripped- as if she wasn't only wearing the hot pink shoes with a sports bra and black spandex.

Her voice reached new levels as she put all of her power into the ending of the song. Itachi couldn't sense her tiring or slowing down as the song reached its climax.

As Sakura broke into one final note, Sasuke knew the ride home after the concert would be interesting.

Author's note: Hey guys. For this story, I though Sakura needed to be the dominant one in her relationship. Usually in fanfics, I feel like Sasuke is always the hot, sexy one, and I wanted to switch it up a bit! Thanks for reading!