Initially, this was going to be the last , the reviews (both good and bad) inspired me to pull out a pen and paper during downtime at work and rework what I already did.

I'm really surprised at the reception I received for this story. I knew this was going to be controversial, but daaang, I didn't think it would be that bad! Thank you for the guest reviewers who left constructive feedback. I really do appreciate it and take suggestions to heart as I am always looking to improve my work.

After two chapters, I have more hits, reviews, watches, and favs than any of my other stories. Both the good and bad reviews inspired me to whip out a pen and paper during downtime at work and plot out some semblance of a story.

Which isn't saying much because I pretty much dismissed this as something with no real plot whatsoever. =p~ As a warning to the NaruSaku readers, this will be another SasuSaku chapter with hints of NaruSaku here and there.

Her and Sasuke's first kiss had been so different than her kiss with Naruto. Instead of frenzied passion without any forethought, Sasuke's were deliberate and-dare she say it-saccharine.

It had continued like that for several weeks; Sasuke would come over to her apartment that Sakura made sure to continue cleaning and the two would spend the evening in deep conversation or companionable silence. Although their touches and kisses were growing less chaste, they ended at that.

Ino was far more exasperated with the situation than her.

"Maybe he's waiting for marriage," the blonde mused one sunny midsummer afternoon, much to Sakura's chagrin.

Sakura enjoyed the bragging rights she held over the females of Konoha, yet it did not stop her from disliking others prying into her business. Especially when her life-long soul-sister of a friend became vulgar in her teasing.

More often than not, Sakura suspected that Ino's inappropriate questioning or tales of risque escapades was her way to mind-fuck her without the use of jutsu The Yamanaka clan was tricky like that-especially Yamanakas who were now part of Konoha's Torture and Interrogation Force.

"...Or maybe he's gay," Ino continued without missing a step, not caring that the two were in a very public setting.

"How's Sai doing these days?" Sakura asked in an attempt to change the subject. She may have been mortified enough to want to hide under the table at Naruto's wedding, but Sakura was nothing if not perceptive. She had not missed how Sai and Ino interacted then and how the two continued to interact in the weeks following the nuptials.

"Surprisingly big," Ino replied unabashedly just as Sakura felt her jaw became slack.

. "Remember," Ino continued with a slight wink, "you asked."

"I know," Sakura muttered. "And I very much regret this."

Ino placed a hand on her hip while she flipped her blonde ponytail back over her shoulder. While her demeanor may have looked business like to any passerby, in Sakura's honest opinion, Ino looked obnoxious. "I am just worried about you. In spite of your oversized forehead, I would have thought you would have hooked up with somebody. You're pretty much the odd kunoichi out, ya know? There's Sai and I. Hinata's married and knocked up, and even TenTen has somebody. If you and Sasuke don't get him to put a ring on it soon, before you know it, you'll be old and fat. I might not come visit you when you have an apartment full of cats. I fucking hate cats."

Sakura had nearly stopped listening at the mention of Hinata's pregnancy. Simultaneously, she felt her stomach drop while her chest and throat constricted. Naruto had gotten Hinata pregnant. Logically, she knew Naruto would consummate his marriage and that children were inevitable.

But to hear it…

She was not prepared for it. Just like she was not prepared for the sight of the aforementioned couple walking down the street, hand-in-hand. Like everything was perfect. Like Naruto had not fucked her on his wedding day and offered to be with her instead of Hinata.

"-It's actually really cute that you and Sasuke are taking it slow. Losing your virginity to the first person who shows you interest isn't classy, trust me on this one! I've seen how Sasuke looks at you when you two deign to make a public appearance. He totally wants to just eat you up. When you two decide to consummate the relationship, before you know it, you'll have an Uchiha fan on your back while you're juggling a handful of Uchiha babies. You lucky bitch," Ino babbled in an attempt to comfort her friend.

Sakura wanted to laugh it off, but her vision became obscured by the tears that involuntarily welled up in her eyes. She felt the mesh around Ino's arms on her skin while the younger woman wrapped her arms around her.

"Sakura-chan!" Came Naruto's voice and something in her just broke. She was in public and was crying like a little bitch over a married man and soon-to-be father.

"Sakura-chan…?"

Sakura felt her friend pull her towards one of the buildings to give her some more privacy. "She just ate something spicy," Ino lied pitifully.

Forcing herself to stop crying, Sakura made an even bigger ass out of herself by using her arm warmer to wipe her face and nose. Classy, especially in front of Hinata, who was as always, the epitome of refinement.

"It was really spicy," Sakura offered weakly in a weak attempt to legitimize Ino's story. Naruto was gullible, not stupid.

"The poor dear," Ino continued. "I told her the pepper was spicy, but she ate it anyway and now look at her! If you don't mind, I'm going to take her home. Make her drink some milk or something."

"That's a good idea, Ino," Hinata chirped up helpfully. She nodded at her husband as if to say that the story checked out. "The oil from the spices doesn't mix with water."

"Definitely." Ino said grateful to Hinata catching on to her attempt to preserve Sakura's dignity. "Well, see you two around!"

"Hey Pig?" Sakura said once the duo were a respectable distance away.

Ino quirked an eyebrow at her friend.

"Thanks."

Sakura had fallen asleep on the couch with her book in hand and cup of tea sitting on the table next to her. The sound of a thud on the wooden floor of her apartment jolts her into awakeness and her instincts kicked in.

Before she even realized who the intruder was, Sasuke was pinned against a wall with a kunai to his neck. At the sight of Sasuke's amused expression, Sakura immediately let her chakra-fueled vice grip on him go as she lowered the kunai.

"Hi," he whispered against her mouth.

"Sasuke-kun, why did you-"

Sakura's words were cut off by Sasuke crushing his lips to her own while his lone arm pulled her closer to him. Her knees weakened at the sensation of his tongue pushing its way into her mouth.

When they pull apart, Sakura felt herself breathless and looked up to see Sasuke smirking down at her. "Hi," she replied back.

As their next kiss broke, Sakura felt Sasuke reach for her hand and tug her in the direction of the bedroom. Heartbeat quickening, she followed him into her bedroom. Sasuke had never been in her bedroom before.

Sakura slide the door open and once her and Sasuke were inside, she shyly closed it behind her. Meanwhile, Sasuke moved across the room and casually sat on the end of Sakura's bed. As always, he looked calm and collected while Sakura felt the palms of her hands begin to perspirate.

"Is something wrong?" Sasuke asked, breaking the awkward silence that fell between them.

Her mouth opened to ask several of the questions that were on her mind. Instead, she shook her head and closed the distance between them. Stopping before him, she lifted a hand to push away the hair that was beginning to obscure his left eye.

His body slightly tensed, but he allowed her to do as she pleased. While they were Sasuke's eyes, they were not rightfully his eyes. Strange as it was to be looking into the eyes of Sasuke's older brother, Sakura wanted to see his whole face.

After a moment, Sasuke reached up and grabbed Sakura's hand and brought it to his lips in a chaste kiss before reaching down to her waist and pulling her into his lap. Moving his only arm once more, Sasuke placed it on Sakura's shoulder as Sakura allowed herself to lean forward and place her head under Sasuke's chin.

Sakura could feel the rise and fall of his chest and the sound of his circulatory system with his heart increasing in palpitations as Sasuke's hand began to trace its way down Sakura's shoulders and stopping right before it reached the neck of the robe she wore over the tank top and shorts she liked sleeping in on warm nights like this. There was a moment of awkwardness as Sasuke hesitated before moving his hands back up to her clavicle.

With a soft laugh, Sakura braved herself to take hold of the knot of her robe. With a single motion, she shruggled the robe off so it fell down her arms. The room was illuminated by the light of the waxing moon through the lone window. Sakura could see Sasuke's gaze move down until his eyes fell on the soft curve of her breasts before glancing up at Sakura for approval.

She inclined her head in a slight nod. Although Sasuke hesitated, his hand slide underneath her tank top and wrapped a hand around her breast. giving it a gentle squeeze, his thumb rolling around her nipple, gently squeezing it between his thumb and forefinger. Sakura could not help but quicken her breath at the feel of his touch as she felt a warmth beginning to build up between her thighs.

Feeling a bit more bold, Sakura tugged at the hem of his shirt upwards. Sakura would have thought Sasuke would have a difficult time removing his shirt with only one arm, but like everything else he did, Sasuke did it effortlessly.

With her hands sliding up and down his firm chest, Sakura planted butterfly kisses down Sasuke's neck as one hand grazed his pectoral muscle. Curiously, she traced circles around his areola before mirroring Sasuke's earlier actions and gentle pinching his nipple.

She felt his breath hitch and suddenly, Sasuke was pulling her hand away from him. "Now it's your turn," he purred, sending a shiver up her spine.

It took Sakura a moment before she realized what he meant. Suddenly feeling self-conscious, Sakura quickly pulled off her tank top and discarded it on the floor near the bed. To conceal herself, Sakura moved and wrapped her arms around Sasuke's waist.

With Naruto, she had not been this bashful. Then again, she had not had time to really think about what she was doing.

As if to say he was not in the mood for her self-consciousness, Sasuke moved her arms off of him and then pressed her forward, his dark gaze taking in the curves of her exposed torso.

Still sitting in his lap, she could now feel his erection pushing into her. Adjusting herself slightly, Sakura watched as Sasuke closed his eyes and bit the bottom of his lip. With some confidence returning, Sakura grinded her ass against Sasuke once more and watched as Sasuke's features grimaced in pleasure.

Sakura moved off of Sasuke's lap and immediately, Sasuke's eyes opened in confusion, only to close them once more upon realizing Sakura was only readjusting her position. When she straddled his lap, Sasuke pulled her hips forward and seized her mouth in another kiss.

Sakura felt Sasuke's erection pushing insistently between her legs. Feeling her breath hitch at the sudden pleasure, she could not help but grind herself against him. Each of their movements excited her further as her body instinctively began to demand more.

Every trust just felt too good and Sakura moved to tug at the waist of Sasuke's pants as if to tell him he should take them off.

As if oblivious, Sasuke moved the hair away from her ear and moved his mouth to suckle on it, causing Sakura to gasp at the sudden frisson that went up her spine. Grinding herself against his full length, a low feral noise escaped from Sasuke's throat.

"I'm just imagining all the things I want to do to you right now," he moaned into her ear.

"Then do them," Sakura answered.

As if surprised by her answer, Sasuke looked up at Sakura. "Are you sure?" he asked.

"I'm sure."

Feeling shaky and unsure of what to do next, Sakura did the only thing that seemed logical. Moving off of Sasuke's lap, she stood up and slide off the shorts as she felt Sasuke's gaze on her. Looking over at him, she watched as he undid the buttons of his pants and slide them off without taking his eyes off of Sakura's naked form.

At the sight of the bulge in his boxers (Boxers, not brief! She knew it!), Sakura moved towards Sasuke and placed her hands inside the waist of the boxers, sliding them downwards and being greeted tbe the feeling of his erection against her.

Stepping out of his undergarments, Sasuke guided Sakura to the bed with the type of gentleness she had come to expect from him.

In one smooth thrust, Sasuke sunk deep into Sakura. Just like her time with Naruto, soft tissues stretched to permit his cock to go deeper inside of her. Gripping at his back, Sasuke studied Sakura and though his eyes had taken on a hazy appearance, there was the look of concern.

"Is this okay?"

He thinks you're a virgin…

Sakura bit the bottom of her lip before she nodded her head. Still, Sasuke looked like a guilty child who accidentally kicked their small puppy down the stairs. "It's better now," Sakura insisted. "Really, I'm fine."

Sasuke shifted his weight so his arm was no longer supporting himself. With it now free, he traced Sakura's face and neckline before nodding.

With his second thrust, he went deeper and held nothing back. Sakura turned her head into her pillow to muffle the sound that escaped from her throat. Sasuke's fingers move around her chin and lift Sakura's head from the pillow to meet his gaze.

"Don't," he said while releasing his fingers as his fingers once more moved to her breast. He circled her nipple before pinching it slightly harder than before and causing Sakura to skirm. "I want to hear you," he finished before withdrawing and thrusting into her once more.

Sakura's back arched in response and as she moved her own hips to match Sasuke's pace, her previou inhibitions being abandoned by her riding on the waves of pleasure from each movement.

"So good," Sakura moaned while the bed creaked beneath them, each pushing against one another for the promise of that carnal release. "It feels so good…"

Her fingers entangled in his arm and roamed over his back, the heat and pleasure overriding everything else and with one final thrust, she felt her muscles tighten around his cock as her body reached its climax.

With a grunt of his own, Sasuke kissed Sakura long and hard as his heat spilled inside of her and not releasing the kiss until his body's last shudder. Resting his head on Sakura's chest, he closed his eyes while half-heartedly playing with one of her nipples.

"I waited for you."

That sentence pulled Sakura from her post-cotial high and caused her eyes to snap open. It was Sasuke at his most vulnerable. And he had waited for her, as if he had loved her all this time.

"There was only you, Sasuke," Sakura said and for a moment, she could almost convince herself of it. "It was always you."

To add truth to the lie, she kissed him and added, "I love you."

She didn't know how she felt about Naruto, but she loved Sasuke. No moment of stupidity or temporary insanity could replace over a decade of dedicating her heart to a single male.

If she kept thinking like that, Sakura might even convince the small voice of doubt that called out in the back of her mind.