**I disclaim the anime/manga at all costs, and am not affiliated with any groups in the making of Naruto**
Just a fanfic writer. Nothing more. I'm not that creative to be able to make something like that. But if I was, I'd so pair Sasuke and Sakura. XD

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A/N; (OOC WARNING! Sasuke is OOC in this, but not to the point where he's a girly man. Uh.. No. xD) So, I thought I was overdue for a one-shot. Well, it was supposed to be a one-shot, but I ran out of time. So, the next chapter will be out soon. I can never write a one-shot, cause I keep adding on. XD You see, I have a thing with writing romances. I mean I may not be good at it, but I like to write them, whether they are great or suck, because it's the closest I'll get to actually being able to envision a passionate romance. An actual passionate one. Yeah I'm so corny it's not even funny. XD
(cough) Ifboyscouldonlyseegirlslikeromancesandnotbigidiotswholiketofart.(cough) Just saying…
So, here's my attempt at a one-shotish... I hope you enjoy.

Rating; M for Mature audience

Pairing(s); SasuSaku (Beginning will seem like a KarinSasu ((EW! D; [hates that pairing… like so much. xD])), but keep reading. It's a SasuSaku. :D)

Additional Warning; This short story will be sexual. (I don't like saying lemons. I don't know why. I like saying it how it is. It's sex. XD) So this is a warning to those of you who do not like reading those. I would recommend not reading this story because it's basically going to be a short story leading up to sex. Mature content will be advised. Thank you. =) (READ THIS. IMPORTANT)

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x; Craved.

"The rumors about you are true, Sasuke Uchiha." The female whispered huskily against his ear, tempting him with the softness of her breath. She laid small kisses along his jaw line, trailing down his neck and down his hardened abs. She deepened her kisses, pressing down against him harder, gasping out erotic moans of pleasure as she felt the thickness of him rub against her soft flesh, right before her entrance, arousing her, teasing her, until she was on the verge of exploding from this erotic torment.

"Not only are you sexy," she continued, as she sat up, smirking down upon him deviously, "but you're a great lover." Quickly, she bolted towards his face, to claim his lips, assaulting them, trying to be the one in control. For the time that Sasuke and Karin have been making, what he would claim as un-intimate sex, Sasuke has been the one in control, toying with her, driving her to a maddening temptation. Now she's going to show him who's the dominant one; the one in control. She will now be the possessive one, having him beg for her to stop. He will beg for mercy and she will not give it. She will torment him as he did to her. And he'll love every second of it.

"Hm," Sasuke said as she lifted up from him again and stared down at the exceedingly sexy male she sits on top of. Here she is, sitting on the beautiful, alluring, naked form of Uchiha Sasuke. This is a dream come true, and she'll make sure he doesn't regret it.

"You know," once again, she leaned down to his ear, to whisper seductively into it, teasing him. "I know you like it when you can tell people what to do. You're a man who likes to be in control and be able to point someone in a direction and they'll go.."

Sasuke was silent. He leaned back, placing his hands folded behind his head, his small annoyance being replaced with a small wave of amusement. "Is that so?"

"Sasuke," She whispered, lowering her mouth to his, "Those people aren't the only ones that go where you point them." She kissed the corner of his mouth, not being able to keep herself from touching him, while he laid back so relaxed, with this lazy, sexy posture right in front of her. "I do, too."

Sasuke knew exactly what she meant. He pointed down. She moved lower, giving him one last look, eyes gleaming with mischief, and bent her head.

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A few days have passed since the night he took Karin to bed and slept with her. He didn't care. Not like he actually felt anything for her. Lately Sasuke has been getting these weird feelings and he doesn't know what to make of them. At the age of twelve, the thought of females never crossed his mind. Even though the pink haired one on his team had no problems showing how she truly felt about him.

He still never cared for women. All he cared for was power, and attaining that power to destroy the man who brought him so much pain.

At the age of fifteen, he still had no desire for women. His mind was so corrupted with the thought of gaining more power, that why would the thought of females come to mind?

But now, at the age of twenty-one, something was different. Much different. He felt so empty, so out of place. As if something was missing in his life, and he did whatever he could to fill the empty gap up, but everything he's tried has been futile. For a while now he's been craving, desiring, wanting something, and he partly knows what that is. His male masculinity hormones have been kicking in lately and it's not something he can just push down and forget about.

Not now. Now the demand his body is craving is to powerful to resist. He was able to push the feeling of desire down a while ago, but not anymore. Now this dark magic that threatens to completely destroy him and make him go into this agonizing torment, until he finds what was meant to fill up this black void inside him.

The female beauty has been calling to him, arousing him. That's what's missing in his life. Someone to love? Why would that be what's missing? Especially to someone like him: Uchiha Sasuke.

It's as if he's been seeking the way of darkness for so long, that only someone else can light up his world. Only this woman whom he was meant to be with, to protect and to claim fully as his can be the one to save his bleak soul. And for some odd reason, he really needs her. He needs to take her to be his. He needs to take her to a new place of pure ecstasy, to see and feel her burning need inside her, to see her beg out to him, and let out her exotic moans of sheer pleasure. He needs her. And he needs her now.

He doesn't fully understand why he's been craving someone. The feeling just came. His male hormones are overdue for reacting, and because he's been living a dark, bleak existence, his body thinks it's about time for him to shine some light on him.

To put it bluntly, he's been craving sex. Not with any random people―which is what he's been doing―but with that woman whom he was destined to be with. Never once has he craved for something like this, but now the want burns inside him, and it won't go away.

He's slept with woman to try and find her, and to appease his needs at the same time. The feeling is to much, but the sex is great. Even with all the sex he gets, it still doesn't fill up that damned void inside him. These women aren't suiting him. Yes, he is a great lover, and they can be, too. But they aren't meant for him, and this feeling is as frustrating as ever.

As Sasuke walks through the village, in the peaceful serenity of the night, something catches his eyes, halting him from walking any further. Sakura Haruno was rushing in the night, hurrying to her home, with files of papers held tightly against her chest.

Ever since Sasuke returned, she avoided him as if he was nothing. She worked so hard to get him to return to the village, and finally when he has, she acts as if it's no big deal. Whenever they do talk, it's all business, all the time. She's overworked, and overstressed, but she's become something Sasuke never saw her becoming: A woman. A beautifully, alluring woman.

She's matured so much, much more than anyone would have ever thought. Her beautiful body in the form of the perfect hour glass figure. Luscious curves in all the right places, well toned legs that can drive any man to do tempting things. She was so enticing, so alluring, with the beautiful sway of her perfect hips as she walked so gracefully, her look so wholly feminine. Without even trying, she could turn a man on.

He shook his head, groaning with annoyance. There he goes again, staring with amazement at Sakura Haruno―his teammate, and the woman who used to love him. Sasuke's hormones were getting the best of him. He would have never looked at Sakura the way he was looking at her now, before. He didn't look at any woman the way he looked at her. Something about her captivated him, intrigued him. He's had his fair share of woman, and has taken them to bed, but they never meant anything to him, even when he saw them. But, from looking at her, that feeling of desire pounds at him, harder and harder, pushing him to his limits, demanding that he goes and takes her… now.

Sasuke's eyes widen. No way! Sakura Haruno… is she really the woman that he's been craving? No, it can't be. She can't be the one that his body wants to claim as his, that he wants to be with, and no other woman will do, can she?

His eyes trailed towards her again as she continued to power walk towards her home. He let out another groan and dug his fingers through his hair. "It is her…" he mentally sighed to himself. Oh, how ironic things have turned out to be. The time he finally realized that the demands his body craves from him, are Sakura, she decides to get over him. That won't do.

Sasuke tries reasoning with himself saying it can't be her, that it's just another one of those sexual urges his body is lusting for. But, in reality, it's not. He tries to envision her with another man, just to test his own limits, and the thought just makes his stomach tighten into knots. He was jealous just from some stupid thought that popped into his mind.

This cannot be happening…

Sakura Haruno is the woman he craves for. The woman that he wants to make his. Deep down inside there has to be a feeling of love towards her, but he can't accept that. He doesn't want to admit love to his teammate. She obsessed over him for the longest time, and now that she won't even look at him. That really burns him up.

He tries not to let this feeling overwhelm him, to not let this feeling completely take over him. But it's all in futile attempts. This is a demand he cannot deny. Sasuke Uchiha is powerful beyond belief; strong and domineering―but not even he can handle this burning desire that torments him. There's no question about it. He has to have her, take her to be his, and he has to do it now.

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Sakura Haruno was overwhelmed with every emotion there is. All people do is push her around, use her, take advantage of her, and she's so sick of it. It's true that she's not one to take anything from anyone, but over the years she's also gotten softer and much nicer, so people she works with always take advantage of that.

If they have to have something done right away, Sakura will willingly take it off their hands. She's a hard working, always getting what needs to be done―done. She works at the Konoha hospital, becoming one of the strongest medical shinobi in their nation. Rumor has it that the bright, young shinobi has even surpassed the greatest of them all―Lady Tsunade.

She is so well respected, and admired by lots of people. There are, in fact, women who even idolize her. She brings a whole new definition to women. She is a strong-working, always gets the job done, beautiful beyond belief, tough, brave, and kind-hearted.

Everything women want to be―she is. But, her traits get the best of her as well, because she is easily guilted into doing something that she doesn't have time for. She always has to make the time to finish this work, even though the employees are perfectly capable of doing it, they kind of "persuade" her to end up taking the load off her hands.

She can never get herself to refusing. Especially when one of those people are the Hokage themselves.

At the moment, Sakura is rushing home to finish filling these papers out, that Lady Tsunade is supposed to fill out for tomorrow morning. It's already late enough as it is, and Sakura knew a night of no sleep―once again―was ahead of her.

Sighing out loud, she rushed faster than she was going once before to hurry and get home. She was not in the mood for this at all. For once she wanted to go home right as her shift ended and sleep until her shift started again. But that was never the case. Never. She always left way late, but got there way early. It was so miserable, but she never once complained. People need her, so she thinks this as destiny. She was destined to help these people, which is why she is there.

"Agh!" Sakura found herself tripping over a bumpy path in the road and she fell face first onto the ground, letting go of the papers she was holding tightly against her, having the silent wind start taking them away. She gasped as she looked up, ignoring the stinging pain on her face, noting her assignment being blown away. "No! Shoot!" Instantly, she jumped up, running towards them, despite the fact they were blowing in different directions, but it was useless. She couldn't get them and they ended up blowing into the lake that was in front of her, ruining the paperwork.

"Oh.. No!" She frowned as she ran onto the bridge, leaning over to see if she has even some chance of being able to save the paperwork that Tsunade lazily forced upon her. But it was no use. The water took the papers and shriveled them up, making it impossible for her to get her work done.

She leaned back against the wooden railings, mentally beating herself up. How could she be so careless? All this work that needed to be done for tomorrow, pertaining to our neighboring allies, are now gone, washed away. And who's going to get the blame? Sakura. She took the responsibility out of Tsunade's hands, and now is going to pay the price.

Shaking her head, completely disgusted with herself, Sakura slowed her pace down and headed home. Not like she was in a hurry anymore. She had no paperwork now. But what she should do is think of an excuse to tell Tsunade. Before… she possibly gets fired or punished somehow.

As she walked slowly in the dark, sulking, waves of sorrow flowing through her, she didn't notice the figure a distance away in front of her, watching her, waiting for her. She didn't expect him, and she didn't pay any sort of attention to what was actually in front of her. She now became moody and guilty, which was not good to add on to her stress overload and anger.

Her arms wrapped tightly around herself, giving self comfort, and trying not to feel as bad as she did. The littlest things make her get moody and uncomfortable. Aside from the fact that she's changed a lot over the years, maturing into a nice, young adult, she's also become sensitive to a lot of things. Deep down, she hates what she's become. But, she knows it's not a bad thing not to be someone who has to be rude. There needs to be someone gentile and welcoming in this village, and that someone is her.

As she looked up, to watch where she was going, she instantly stopped walking. A few feet in front of her Sasuke Uchiha stood, staring at her, gazing at her, with his cold, merciless eyes, that could send chills down anyone's spine. It didn't effect her though. He was her teammate, so she had no reason to be frightened of his look.

Ever since he returned, Sakura tried to ignore him as much as possible, and eventually it worked. She mentally kept telling herself that he never returned because of her. He never really liked her. She was an annoyance, a bother to him. She was just someone who always got in the way. It may not have clicked in back then, but now she understands. Because she has matured, and grown up, she sees what he really felt, and she will not be treated like that―not anymore.

"Sasuke Uchiha," she tried to sound as stern as possible, as she stared towards his pitch black eyes. "It is late. I would think you'd be in bed by now."

"Hm," He shrugged his shoulders, with a simple, lazy gesture. Muscles rippling, tightening against the thin cotton of his clothing. "Not quite yet." He was hinting towards her, knowing she wasn't going to fully understand what he meant.

"Ah," She nodded. "Well goodnight then." She walked right by him, her shoulder brushing against him unintentionally.

His heart slammed against his chest, hard and painfully. She wants absolutely nothing to do with him at all. It's so painfully obvious. And right now, with these powerful waves of demand that are torturing him, that's something he can't accept. He wouldn't care if this is how she was, but his male ego is now getting the best of him and he has to have her. And she has to want him. That is a fact.

"Sakura." He stated her name coolly, grabbing ahold of her wrist, halting her from walking any further from him.

"Sasuke, what are you doing!" She pulled at her wrist, trying to pry herself free of him, but he wouldn't let go; he was unbreakable. It was as if trying to free yourself from skin tight handcuffs. Sakura was confused. She didn't understand what he was doing. She had to get home and here he was―Sasuke Uchiha―holding her to him, keeping her by his side, and not letting go. This so wasn't like him. "Let go."

"Why have you been avoiding me?" He looked so serious, so stern. Sakura could tell from his facial features that he had no intensions of letting her go. Not yet. Not until he had some answers.

"What are you talking about?"

"You know exactly what I am talking about." He tugged lightly on her wrist, pulling her into him.

Such a light pull, but Sakura was pushed into the wall of his chest, his height much taller than hers, and his larger frame completely shielding her.

Sasuke was so clueless as to what he was doing. This kind of action is not something the Uchiha would do. Even with his hormones acting the way they are, he never did this with other women. They basically offered and he willingly complied and took them to bed. Now things are different. He feels as though he has to have her. As if he has to take her right now, take her to the edge of it all, and have her feel what he feels.

"Sasuke―I…Uhm―what do you think you're doing?" She was shocked; overwhelmed. This was not something Sasuke Uchiha would normally do. Especially to her. Of all people he could treat like this, why her? The annoying, obsessive, weak girl he left behind years ago. What is with this sudden change?

"Something I should have done a while ago." His arms wrapped around her waste, holding her towards him, needing to have the feeling of her body wrapped so close to him, needing to be able to feel her warmth against him. This felt so good, so right. He hasn't even gotten anywhere with Sakura, yet it already felt as if it was perfect; as if this was meant to be.

What the hell is wrong with him! Destiny sure has a way toying with people. The cold-hearted, Sasuke Uchiha is so tainted with blackness, that his body craves the light from a certain person, and that person is Sakura. How will he be able to explain this to her? Especially when she's gotten over him.

"No, you can't do this! You can't just wrap your arms around me and think everything will be ok! I've wanted you, Sasuke. I've wanted you for a long time. But you never wanted me. You thought I was annoying, a burden, a pain in your butt. I finally got the hint, and now that I'm over you, you think you can just make it up so easily? That's not how it's going to work!"

He smirked down at her, nothing but male amusement spread across his masculine features. She was trying to act so tough and brave against him, but he could feel it inside her. She was pressed against him so tightly, he could feel that her heart was racing so rapidly, beating against her chest. She was so confused by all of this, but that's okay, because so was he.

"Is that so?" He cocked an eyebrow. "This won't work so easily? Are you saying you're going to be a challenge for me?"

"What?" Sakura blinked. Sasuke was willing to go through any challenge she threw at him to get to her. That's the impression she is getting from him. "Oh no. No. No. No. You're not going to play this game with me. I know what you're doing!"

"What am I doing?"

"You're trying to sleep with me! You have such nerve, it's ridiculous. You sleep with all these women, thinking it's ok. Well it's not ok with me. I will not randomly sleep with you. You can't just choose me to be your next sex victim. I won't allow it. Find someone else, Uchiha, because it's not going to be me." She placed the palms of her hands on his hard, muscular abs, trying to push him away from her, but his arms tightened around her, holding her towards him. "Do you not remember the strength I inherited from Lady Hokage? I could easily push you off me."

"Then do it." He was not phased by her at all. Her threats were nothing to him. Because she could do all she wanted to get away from him, but he was so captivated by her―still not understanding why―that he wouldn't let her get away from him to easily.

Sakura groaned. She couldn't find herself actually hurting him, or trying. She could fight him all she wanted, but would it do anything? What was this look in his eyes? She didn't fully understand. One thing is for sure, though. She refused to be some sex toy for him to play with and then throw away. No way would she sink to such a level.

Another smirk. Sasuke saw her hesitation. He knew he had her where he wanted her. Not to the point where she was fully willing to give herself to him, but to the point where she didn't want to do too much fighting. She wasn't going to be easy, nor did he expect her to be willing. But he would get her there. He would get her to want this. This feeling be burn inside her, melting her to hot, molten lava. She'll want him soon enough, just as he wants her.

"Stop smirking at me! This isn't funny, Sasuke. This is no joke. Please, just―just get away from me! I won't have sex with you! Unlike you, I am saving myself for the right person. Someone I actually love."

Sasuke took advantage of the opportunity quickly. "More reason for you to come with me tonight." He leaned foreword, placing his forehead on top of hers, his smirk still visible.

Sakura froze. Her heart raced even faster than it was before. This is what she dreamed of happening to her a while ago. Now it was happening, and she was denying him. She's grown up. She's not some easy one-night fling. And she won't become one either. "No! What do you not understand by no!" She struggled more, trying desperately to pull away from his tight, inescapable grip.

Sasuke just watched her, as he lifted his forehead from hers and continued to stare down at her struggling face. She was so determined to get away from him, but he was so determined to give into what he truly wants: and that's her.

Sakura stopped struggling. She looked up towards him, sighing, as if giving up. "Why are you doing this? Please… don't do this to me."

Sasuke was silent for a moment. He knew this looked bad. He's been so empty that he's needed someone to appease to his sexual urges, but now that Sakura comes to view, she's more than someone to fill his erotic fantasies. She's the one that he needs. She's the one that will give him the pleasure he wants at its full extent. The others just didn't cut it for him. She will, and he knew it. She will be the one that he wants to make his, and not just sexually. She's the one. She's been the one. And he's just realizing it now, because of these powerful demands in his body.

He sighed. "I have to."

"Hm?" Her eyes widened, more confused than ever. "You have to? What do you mean you have to?"

Another moment of silent. He didn't know what to say that could explain to her what he meant, what he felt. She thinks it's all for the sex. It's not. It's for her. The reason why is still unknown, but deep inside of him, he wants her. Not just for her body. That doesn't mean he doesn't need her body… because he does. It's part of what he wants, what he desires, what he craves.

"You mean to tell me you don't feel it?" The words came out so simple, with no emotions, but they were meant to mean so much.

"Feel it…?" She does feel it. But she doesn't want to admit it. She hates him for making her feel like such a burden, as if she was just a major pain. But now he's making her feel special, as if he has never talked to a female like this before. She doesn't know if he has or not. All she knows is that lately he's been sleeping pretty well at night.

She does feel it though. Something deep inside her wants to take him up on his offer. Wants to give into everything she's believed in, and all for the sake of what? Sex? That's so unlike her! How is he making her feel this way, when he's made her feel like worthless crap before this?

"You're all talk. That's what makes you a jerk. You think to swoon me over with your cheap talk. You hurt me so damn much! I was nothing but a pain to you! Annoying! The weak girl! The little child you left behind! And now you're back, and you think you can turn the tables around because you want to have sex? Well that's not how things are going to go with me. I am my own woman. Unlike everyone else apparently, I have some dignity and I won't be bought over by your lies."

Another sigh escaped the Uchiha's lips. He knew this would be brought up eventually. It should be. He knows what he did to her. How he treated her. Why should she be fully willing for this? For him? "I know I hurt you." He was apathetic, sounding as if he had no sorrow at all. If only she knew. "You hurt me, too."

"Oh? And how did I hurt you?"

"For caring so much,"

Her heart skipped a beat. But, she continued to listen.

"And then for avoiding me. Especially when I really need you, right now."

"Well, now you know what it feels like to have someone avoid you, as if you were nothing." She closed her eyes, turning her head away from him. Those feelings were coming back. The ones she was able to shove at the bottom of her heart. The ones she held for Sasuke. They were coming back to haunt her again, and that's what scared her.

"I've been waiting for you."

Her eyes opened. She turned her face, to look back towards him. His words were confusing her so much. She was so tempted to give in, but she couldn't. She just couldn't. She doesn't want to get hurt anymore. "So this is how you're able to sleep around so easily. Not only do you appeal to them with looks, but you can also sweet talk them with your lies."

More male amusement was noted on his features. Instead of being annoyed by her bashing comments, he's finding her challenge all the more amusing for him. "Are you saying you find me attractive?"

"And a liar! Don't forget that. Gosh, you're such a cocky, arrogant bastard!"

"For the record, I don't bribe women." Sasuke's grip loosened around Sakura, because he had the feeling she wasn't going to run off. He couldn't afford her to do that. She's still unclear to the fact that he needs her right now. And something inside him can somewhat read her, and see that she needs him just as bad. But the demand isn't as powerful, and she's holding back. It annoys him to no end that she can so easily push down the demand her body wants from her, yet he's having an impossible time.

"You don't bribe women, huh? Then what are you doing to me?"

"… Telling the truth."

"This is getting ridiculous. Please Sasuke," she was getting so tired, and this was becoming to much for her. She now understands what he meant by 'he was waiting for her,' because now this burning need is inside her as well, and she wants him just as bad as he wants her, "just please leave me alone. I can't take much more of your disappointment."

She took a step back, widening the gap between them. This was hurting her all over again, because now she, too, wants him. She wants to be wrapped around him so closely, and have him be hers. But that would be setting herself up for disappointment. She doesn't want a one night fling. She wants him to want her forever. Not just tonight. And if she gives in, it scares her that it might end in one night…

She's always said she'll wait until marriage to really give herself up. That promise if becoming so tempting to break right now. Her body is sending these waves of demand pounding at her, until she gives in. Is this what is happening to Sasuke? Why would such a thing be happening to them? Was this fate for them to be together all this time? Sakura, doesn't believe it.

"There is no disappointment. You know what I want. I know you want it to. Stop denying what is rightfully being offered to you."

"You're not going to use me, Sasuke Uchiha!"

She couldn't take much more of it, so she ran. She was running home, tears threatening to spill out. What was wrong with her? She's never heard a case where it's like her soul was telling her he was the one she needs to be with. And it's like his soul was telling him the same thing. As if destiny has a way with putting people together. And now that they are older and matured, these feelings are going to get the best of them.

Sakura is finding it extremely hard to run away from him. It's like, something inside her is trying to make her go back and claim what is rightfully meant to be hers, or so he thinks. But she knows better. She just has this awful feeling it's going to be a one night thing and then she'll regret everything that happened. Well, no way. She will not suffer like that. He will not put her through that emotional trauma. She knew she was not going to deal with him anymore.

But little did she know that Sasuke Uchiha had no intentions on agreeing with her intentions. Little did she know that he will be waiting for the right moment, to take her as his, just as she was meant to be. He knows it, and so does she, at least she does now. But, she's fighting it. And that won't do.

She'll give in. That's a fact. He'll make sure of it. Because the demands are to strong to ignore―for both of them.

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A/N; That's it. Again, it was supposed to be a one-shot, but I ran out of time, so I had to find a good spot to end. I know it was really corny… and probably really lame. XD But it was something I was in the mood to write. D;

It will get more romantic later. I promise. But it will be cornier as well…. So… prepare for some overboard fluff. D:

And no… he's not going to rape her. Please don't even have the thought come to mind about him raping her. D: No. He's just not that guy.

Must… Ignore… The… Karin… part… EW! Dx!! (Sorry, I don't like her. xD)

Sorry if it was too lame.

Check out my other story, called Captive: Physically and Mentally. It's not as corny though.

Review please! =)