Unwanted, Denied, & Desired

A/N: I just enjoy doing strange couples. Well, now I think it's time we got more into Sakura and Suigetsu stuff. I know it's strange, and NEW. However, I've been having thoughts about this. A LOT. I think they'd make a great couple. AND of course, just because Sakura goes with Suigetsu in this one DOESN'T mean Sasuke belongs with Karin. Sorry, but that's the way it is. ALSO, if they sound too much O.O.C. don't hate.

Expect:

SakuraXSuigetsu

SuigetsuXKarin

SuigetsuXWomen

--Sasuke's death.

[As much as I don't want to do it, he'd be gone in this story or so you'd think...]

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. I own this fanfiction, though.

Summary:"I am over him!" she screamed with tears as she slammed against the male. Her hands holding onto him as if she were about to collapse into her own agony. He felt sorry for her, and yet enjoyed her small body against his with a smirk across his lips. He was a beast, and she was pure beauty. That thought increased his hidden desires for the tempting caresses he'd love to give her. His body wanted to—

Aha! You pervert, that's enough for you. If you want more, you'd better read my story.

Sakura tugged to close her yukata tightly over her body. 'Why did she give me a smalls size?' she asked herself, annoyance written on her face. Not more than embarrassment though. Her shishou had sent her on this mission. As much as she'd refused to go. However, you know the Hokage. She IS only trying to help, even though for Haruno this could cause only more pain. It's been 7 years since she'd seen Sasuke, and it still hurt. She would never be over it. Ever.

A small nervous sigh escaped her lips as she tried to fix up her hair, which was done in many different twists. With spring blossoms and detailed hair clips holding onto her small bun. Her lips were pure crimson, therefore covering her usual pinkish lips. Her eyes were still the same, pained, pure Jade stones. As much as she hated showing her true emotions, and tried hiding them. Anybody could read her just by looking straight through her soul gates; her eyes. She fixed her dark crimsoned and cherry detailed yukata over her round and almost fully grown breasts. She felt so uncomfortable. A soft blush crossed over her cheeks as she tried to make herself fade in with the other maids. Apparently, in this household, even the staff must be shiny or else they don't belong.

Yes, this was her mission.

She was a maid, a kunoichi under cover as a maid in the Hozukis' household. In the hidden one as well. Nobody could track them down. They were high in the mountain of Otogakure where it was cold, and calm. There was an illusion casted around the area. There were a guarding nins around the many high walls of the mansion which was very traditional and very beautiful. Hidden in the misty clouds.

Sakura felt the need of running away though. There was no sun light, and everything was so soggy, the dirt, the wetness. It made her body cold, and it hurt. She needed warmth. She thought about whether this was a good decision over all. She was sent here as a spy of the younger brother in the Hozuki family. Hozuki Suigetsu. He was still apart of his family, and was discovered to still be in touch with them, as much as he was still with Team Hebi. Where Sasuke was.

'Sasuke..' she whispered in her mind, as she closed her eyes softly. Feeling the cold surround her, as if trying to make the moment of her thoughts with her past love in them even more dramatic than it already was. Soon enough. Hozuki-sama was to be back in his home for days before he left off on his own. Living his own life. He just loved visiting every couple of months. He came back mainly to pay his respects to his mother, and see his elder brother. However, there was no info on his father given out. Even to the servants. The only man who knows anything was the head and runner of the house. A very old, and rather nasty man. Sakura still remembers how he looked at her when he first saw her. His eyes travelling over her body, investigating every inch of her as if picking the perfect wife for someone.

At that thought she blushed and tried to completely cover herself up once again as suddenly it started to rain, and a rush could be heard from the servants' room. She hurried and opened the door and entered at once to only see the people yelling, and running to carry stuff out. "Hozuki-sama, has arrived! Prepare his room! Mizu, go tell the chefs that dinner must start to made now! GO!" the elder man yelled as he was helping some of the girls move faster, and some of the males to go greet their young master. Sakura just stood there, in shock, trying to move but yet hesitating. She didn't know which way to go, she didn't know what to do! Maybe she wasn't the best kunoichi for the job.

'No! I must do it! I have to, for Sasuke.. for him…' she shook her head softly with more determination in her eyes. Her face completely covering her nervousness and fear. She rushed softly, but was held by an arm at once. She turned to see who held her so tightly.

"Don't go there girl, you are not apart of this, yet. Just stay aside and watch," said a younger male with a smile. He was the right hand man of the elder leading the household.

She could only nod, and do as she was told. Though, she'd have to start gaining status very soon in this house. That was her goal, in order to gain information on Sasuke's whereabouts and plans.

--

It was time. The young shinobi was standing before the gates. A small smirk crossing his lips as he was greeted by the same old guardians which he knew since his childhood days. The memories here would never fade, they were as clear as water in his mind. His dark purple eyes lit up as he was welcomed. The men bowed down low to him with great respect. "We've been expecting you, master."

Suigetsu just ginned his toothy grin as he walked in, "My, my still calling me master. I thought my brother was your master. Not me." He told them as he kept on going in a calm and tired pace. This sword of his, it was too heavy. A soft groan was heard as he climbed up the many, thousands of stairs until he reached his final location. The main entrance into the mansion. He heard people quickly lining up.

Certainly it's all going to be the same, at some point he was tired of all this. No wonder he'd left. He felt that the responsibility of his family was enough, not something he wanted, and wanted to pursue his own destiny. Not a destiny that was made for him. Besides, he wasn't exactly leader type of material.

He stood there, arms crossed, waiting of course until they were ready; though it wasn't really a master's duty to wait. He wanted to give them time. His calm face showing no sign of really being there, no focus. He looked more lost in thought. The cool weather breeze was what snapped him out of his thought. 'Ugh..' he said in his mind and closed eyes. As much as he loved his home, this cool, and stormy weather he felt as if he'd go depressed just being here, these blue shadows. Those blue dark stormy shadows covering his home on the outside, making it darker then it is, angered him. Making him realize how much dark, and lonely his home was from the outside. The fact that it was so hidden and gloomy looking almost ate him to death, and so, after that point of realization he decided to enter his home.

His face calm as he pushed open the large doors. There were two long rows. One of many elder males, and younger males which he knew, and many of the women which he knew better then anyone could imagine. This goes beyond verbal language and communication. He knew each and every one of them from caresses and touches. He knew their bodies as much as their souls like the back of his hand. In a slow pace he walked in, eyeing, all. Many of them older, or younger still blushed as they looked at him. A sly thought crossed his mind.

'They ain't ever had it the way I gave it to them, eh?' he asked himself.

But, of course they never did. He was what you call high class, masculine, strong, manly, and bad. Oh, very, very bad. Just what women liked. He'd never stuck with one woman, and always knows how to get what he wanted. There was nothing that had ever stopped him from getting what he wanted. No obstacle whatsoever. He was a man with needs, and knew how to fulfill them until he got his satisfaction; if he ever did reach his satisfaction point, which hardly happened. He was a womanizer, and a man who held anything which could possibly be desired by any other man. Yet, he felt unhappiness.

He decided to shake these thoughts away as he was greeted with bows, and with" –sama" behind his name. He felt some of the women's smiles turned seductive, other stared at him in full want, as for one. Well, his eyes weren't exactly focused on her face. More on her cleavage. She'd put on a tight yukata on purpose.

Other then that, it was all the same. He shook hands with his father's best right hand man. He obviously grinned in a manly manner, almost treating Suigetsu like a long unseen friend, rather than a master. How can he not? Suigetsu practically grew up and lived most of his childhood with this man. He was the one who thought him everything, trained him quite well, made him into a ladies' man, and certainly the one from who he picked up his attitude from. The arrogant bad-boy attitude.

"How have you been, Suigetsu? What's it like to be free now, eh?" he smirked, as he crossed his arms, and observed the young man's change, like a father would observe his son; when they haven't seen each other in a long time. He was nodding his head and grinned at once. "You've changed a bit, it's been quite sometime.. a year and half? My goodness."

Suigetsu looked at the man, more respectful of him then of anybody else. He adored this man, like a kid who looks up to a role-model. His eyes smiling. "Yea, well.. what can I say? I still have to grow.. a lot." he smirk when he said the last part louder, and looked at the women from the corner of his eyes. They were deep read, and all hot for him.

Ryogetsu just shook his head and laughed out at the playful manner of the kid. Man, he loved that kid like his own son. Always playing around, not taking things too serious, and yet finding his path just perfectly.

The man clapped his hands as to dismissing the staff, and indeed they rushed out immediately. Stepping hard on the wooden floor and slowly that way they disappeared to their jobs. Ryogetsu stepped up and gave the youngster a hug, and wrapped an arm around his neck as he brought his head down to rub it. He laughed as Suigetsu tried to pull away, but his cloak and sword were heavy and held him down. His laughter also affecting his actions, making them slow. "H-hey! Old man, get off!" he whined threw closed eyes, and smirked as he pushed him finally off.

"How offensive. Do I look that old?" he grunted, showing an angry face. His features were actually similar to Suigetsu. He had long silky hair, except it was black. Dark violet eyes, and the same shark-like teeth. He was well built, and you could tell. He looked almost too attractive in his black traditional outfit. There was good chance he'd steal a couple hearts from the new women of the staff tonight. Especially, the younger ones. None of them could possibly tell that he was, in fact, nearing his 40th birthday.

"Now, come my master. Dinner will be served shortly." he told Suigetsu, before taking the male's cloak and sword for him.

"Tonight is special, we've got new women to introduce to you."

With that last line, they headed deeper into the lovely pale blue, white-screened, and traditionally furnished home.

--

Sakura was told to straighten her figure, and fix her yukata beside a line of women. They were all lining up to be introduced to their master. She stood beside a girl who kept on talking about Suigetsu. She said she'd known about him, and he'd surely like her. She had dark midnight coloured hair, and pale yellow eyes. You could tell she was a girly girl, and a woman who knew how to deal with a man. She had, what we call.. experience. A thing Sakura didn't, and didn't want to have with anyone but—

"Attention, everyone! Do be at your best behaviour!" the elderly said as he walked in front of the lines of people to check on their postures, and figure. Making sure that they were perfect. Anything lower then that, and sloppy would be unacceptable.

Sakura was calm as ever though, she felt no nervousness, and for a moment felt herself straighten up. Feeling like a powerful woman. She was going to complete this mission and make it work. She'd be above all of these servants. She'd get to him.

A sudden silence came upon the room. Making you feel as if you were deaf. You couldn't even hear your own breath.

In an instant, the male walked in. Sakura gazed at him calmly. He was quite.. charming?

She growled in her mind angrily. Her role though, has already begun. So, she had to do whatever it took to get close to him. To gain his trust.

He was tall, masculine, and looked skilled. If he were to attack her, she'd have a hard time resisting the male before her. Though, she'd never doubt in her ability after what happened with Sasori. She got compliments after her victory, so it busted up her self-esteem. That's one of the reasons why she was sure she'd do her job in this mission as well. And she'll do it well.

There was no turning back.

He was observant, very cautiously running his eyes over each female. Obviously. Mainly, he knew the males were good, and had no interest in their ability as his servants. However, the ladies were quite the new excitement.

As he walked down the long row of women he observed their styles in yukata; they all were given the choice of picking their own to represent themselves with them. Flowing hairs, sexually lustful make-up, and innocently masked faces. They were all desiring him, and he could feel it, smell it on their skin as he walked, and even taste it.

His arms gently crossed over his chest, defining his tight muscles as he walked passed each woman who bowed to him with respect as they spoke his name. Oh, soon. Very soon, they'll be screaming his name instead as he would fill them up. Both in pain, and lust.

He eyed two young women, who were obviously aroused. One softly licked her lips, though nobody noticed. Another tightened her chest between her arms as she bowed to him. Obviously making it grab his attention, and he smirked as he placed his hand softly on one of her hair decorations and soon enough took it. It was a small, metallic bobby-like pin with a beautiful cherry blossom. It was decorated in bluish crystals.

He walked a long and looked up and down at each one of the delicious females. In an instant, once the scent of arousal hit his nose-drills he turned to the one girl who was standing beside Sakura. His face pulled up in a grin, as he felt her turning even more hot as he stared at her. He walked towards her in slow seductive manner; as a hunter would hunt for his pray, and she wouldn't be able to fight back.

Sakura felt the girl beside her nearly go numb, as the male placed his hand on her long dark hair. Pulling a small lock up to his face, smelling her scent of ocean. He let his other hand travel up and place the small pin into the young woman's hair. Her cheeks turned red and she bowed softly.

Sakura, obviously felt bothered for no reason. She pursued her lips on one side as she glared from the corner of her eyes at the woman, which was trying to seduce her target. She began to feel as if that girl was already ahead of her. Closer to Suigetsu, than she was supposed to be.

Ryogetsu walked quietly across the traditionally decorated room to young master, and whispred quietly in his ear. There was too much tension for Sakura, that she forgot to observe and admire the beautiful room. She turned her gaze away, which only caught Suigetsu's attention and his facial expression changed immediately. It was hard, and almost angry as if he'd been offended and right then he began to notice her. He realized he couldn't smell her out. Out of all womens' scents, he couldn't catch hers. There was nothing, but an innocent cherry blossom essence from her.

In a cold manner he stepped before her, and Sakura snapped out of her day-dreaming as she felt his cold shadow. He was much taller then she'd thought. She turned her eyes nervously, and had her breath taken away for an instant as she met his.

"Quite rude, aren't ya'?" he questioned the girl. For some reason, he felt the urge of greed for attention. It angered him that she stood out from the others by not showing much of a reaction towards him.

The pink-haired shinobi bowed deeply in front of him. Feeling her brows gather themselves in anger as she yelled at herself for dazing out. This was a step-back. She was so furious with herself.

"Forgive me.. master. I was.. admiring you're lovely place." she sounded nervous, and small before him. Yet so pure, and he knew she was too.

His eyes lowered over the young woman, as he finally began to notice her. Snapping out of his curiosity to read her. To know who she was. For some reason, he didn't feel the want to know what she looked like under those cloths. Though, he still allowed himself to explore her with satisfaction. Tiny, curved, smaller yet round breasts, flawless skin, silky cherry blossom pink hair, gentle lips—oh he wondered what they could do, and what he could do to them. Right then, in a moment, he became aware of what he was thinking. He stepped back almost immediately, away from her.

Sakura felt him pull away and immediately looked up at the male, her lips softly parted as she looked at him with her glittering jade eyes. However, it only made him fall into more difficulty. 'What the hell!?' he shouted in his mind.

He placed a hand to his face.

"Master!" the elder came beside him and placed an arm on the younger male's shoulder. "Are you not feeling well?" he asked with worry.

"Uh.. I'll be a-all right.. I need a little rest.." he said as he had his hand over his quickly sweating face. He soon pulled away and walked out, of the room in a rushed pace. Ryogetsu sighed and rushed behind the male in an instance, but not before yelling. "You are all dismissed! Head out to your jobs."

Suigetsu went out, and rushed down the hall like a madman. Ryogetsu ran behind him, and almost with ease landed in front of him in a sudden instant. His eyes showing slight worry, and confusion at his master's reaction. "What was that all about, are you all right? You've never reacted like that before." he told him as he placed his two hands on Suigetsu's shoulders. Gripping them tightly as if trying to snap him out of something. The expression Suigetsu had on his face was pure confusion, almost a sick look. As if he'd seen a ghost (as the expression goes). He was panting softly, not shivering. However, he seemed to have many thought rushing through his head.

"What's this for? Did that woman do something? Suigetsu! What's the matter?" the man yelled again.

Suigetsu only turned to look at the man. His face expressionless, or better yet showing the face of a man whom is being tortured by something.

--

Sakura leaned against one of the sliding windows in the small room before the kitchen as she waited to be called to carry a meal to the dining male tonight. She felt the cool air come over her, and ran her finger tips slowly up her exposed, out the window, arm. Her eyes closed, as her expression showed guilt. Though, it was only for her. Around the others she showed nothing. No care. Even though, they were talking about her, under her nose. They were commenting on how Suigetsu reacted to her. Especially Sayuri. The most experienced, and attractively featured woman. The woman who was standing beside her. The one who angered her, and became her competition.

Oh God, it was so childish she thought as she shook her head before taking the one small meal set out. She moved traditionally, and gracefully, but her face wouldn't look anywhere else but at the path before her as she slowly brought the meal and knelt down to place it softly before the male who pulled himself away from her. Was she that ugly, really? Not necessarily physically, but over all. So, ugly.

She felt his eyes on her for a short moment. It made her really nervous as she stood up in almost a seductive manner. Rolling her hands up her body before locking them together bowing in front of him. Her small pink locks falling before her eyes. In an instant she was gone, and the room faded back to darkness after she left.

Suigetsu sighed angrily as he placed his chin against his hand in an annoyed manner.

"I could make arrangements for tonight." Ryogetsu's voice spoke in a husky manner, as the male sat down traditionally beside carelessly sitting Suigetsu, who only glared at him and pouted like when he was younger. Ryogetsu chuckled nastily in his throat as he eyed the woman from a distance. He'd already chosen a target to seduce and satisfy his master for the first night of his return. "Her. Sayuri, I saw the way you were watching her.."

Suigetsu glared at him and angrily spat out, "Heh. I would say it the other way, but not tonight. I am not interested."

Ryogetsu's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at Suigetsu's low downfall. He never turned down anything like that before, especially not a sexy woman like Sayuri. There must something wrong.

"My, my. It's not like you to turn down a sexual pleasure which offers itself to you." He joked as he lifted a hand with a cup to his lips. Slowly taking in the strong liquor, and letting out a breath of relief from the smooth taste.

Suigetsu's eyes were locked to one girl only, the whole night. He couldn't relief his hunger to just visually see her near him, and yet felt guilty for wanting what he wanted. This urge was eating him inside. Urgently. It was digging into his soul, and down low. Very low, in his male pride. He felt a small throb which made him shiver with soft delight.

"I want her…"

Okay. I am sorry for the short chapter, the next one will be longer. It will also have more content. Honestly, MORE M CONTENT. So, review, and I'll update faster people. I swear. REVIEW! Thanks for reading my first chapter.