A/N (12/08/12): Sequel to Drunk! Because I just felt like writing this :)! It was fun, sorry if Sasuke is a little OOC buttt... I think he isn't though, because I'd be like that too if-well, you'll read it. :P Enjoy!

Original: 01/21/07

Update: 12/08/12

SasukexSakura – Oneshot

The Morning After

Sequel to Drunk

By: darkdreamerx

The walls were spinning and he felt extremely nauseous but the severity of his symptoms was memory loss. He shut his eyes in desperation to stop the sickness suffocating him. He moved his hand to feel his forehead; he was burning. A question aroused his senses. Why did he feel this way?

"...guhh..." He moaned when he tried to move, pain emanating from his ribs. Did he fall? He reopened his eyes, trying to adjust to his surroundings. "...wait...where...am I?!" The man shot up, trying to decipher the room. With his swirling vision he became lightheaded and reluctantly laid back down; it was safe to say he had no idea where he was. He'd realized he was in a bed as soon as he'd awoken, but something slipped by him until just then.

He was naked.

"WHAT THE HELL!" He sat up again and used energy he'd accumulated out of nowhere to activate his Sharingan. He frantically scanned the room for anything suspicious, and sure enough, he spotted a door to his left half ajar with the new sound of running water reaching his ears. Shit, he thought. Someone was with him? Carefully, the covers were slipped off him as he crawled out of the bed in an attempt to obliterate the enemy behind the door. Obviously, he forgot he was naked.

The water abruptly shut off and Sasuke froze halfway to the door. "Shit," he muttered. He was trying very hard to focus on the door, readying a—wait. A. Damn. Second. He had no kunai or shuriken. He was naked for Christ's sake! Additionally, he was shaking like a freaking drug addict—he had no idea where the hell he was—and he couldn't see straight. "Fuck."

Then, a light turned off and the door was opened fully, revealing a robed—woman? Sasuke swallowed the bile in his throat at a sudden illness and tried to remain impassive as the woman's green eyes trailed down his body very slowly with a giant smirk on her enticing lips. Sasuke looked at her, focusing well for the first time in the last perpetuity he'd been in—only to see messy pink hair and the white robe with a man's deathtrap: the plunging neckline threw his dark orbs way down. Cleavage was currently his vision and all else did not matter. They looked luscious, and he wanted to—wait. Another. Damn. Second.

Pink hair.

The instant it clicked, his eyes flew back up to the woman's face and his jaw fell to the floor while his eyes grew to the widest they'd ever been in his entire life.

"SAKURA?!"

"Sasuke-kun, why are you surprised?" Her eyes were on his, expressing confusion.

"Wh-What do you mean why am I surprised?!" He hesitated before remembering he was currently privileged to be dressed in his birthday suite. Oh, just whoopeefreakindo. "Sakura! Why am I naked?!" The shaking of his body increased...which did not bode well for the bottom half of his body.

Sakura flicked her eyes back up to his in amusement after observing his lower half. "You mean—you—you don't remember anything?"

"Remember what!"

"What happened last night, silly." She took a step toward him but he instantly took one back. He was cowering at the many thoughts that encircled his head stopping at only one in particular.

His voice was weak. "What happened last night, Sakura..."

Much to his dismay, the female devilishly snickered. "Oh, don't worry. You enjoyed it." The Uchiha paled. What the hell was she talking about—he enjoyed what? Then thoughts conjured in his mind quickly.

He was naked. She was basically naked. He woke up naked in a bed. She was in the bathroom putting a robe on. He was naked.

"I-I—Sakura..." The discolored cheeks he possessed no longer lacked definition. They were flaming red and increasingly burning.

"Sasuke-kun, why don't you lay down again. You probably feel sick, right?" She approached him until she stood directly in front of him, her breasts against his ribs. "You don't look well."

He ignored the arousing sensation; he was becoming cross. The tone his voice used was almost frightening, "We...we...did it? And I...don't remember?"

They did it. They did it. They had sex. They had sex. THEY DID IT. HAD SEX. HE DIDN'T REMEMBER. THEY. DID. IT. SEX.

Dark eyes narrowed profusely. In all his glory, using his manhood to it's greatest use—to deflower her, Sakura—he happened to have memory loss. "Sakura...I don't remember...anything."

A giggle escaped her lips in all his frustration. "It's too bad, really. You certainly did enjoy yourself."

A/N: Too bad for Sasuke, mwahahaha. I enjoyed writing this... Hope everyone enjoyed it too xD!