Anthology

By Laura-chan

Pairing: Sasuke/Sakura, minor pairings

Rating: T/light M

Disclaimer: Of course everything related to Naruto belongs to Masashi Kishimoto-sensei, praise his genius! OOC characters and plot do belong to me.

Warnings: VERY light mature contents, AU (Alternate Universe)

I am Italian, English is not my first language, please forgive my mistakes.

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XVIII.

SIBLINGS’ LOVE

Sakura blinked, her jade eyes still sleepy.

As she looked around she noticed, by the dark blue walls around her, that she wasn’t in her room: putting her hands behind her, the pink-haired girl slowly sat up, stifling a yawn. As the blanket fell down, Sakura blushed when she saw she was completely nude.

Suddenly realizing what had happened she looked beside her: there he was. Her stepbrother. Her boyfriend. Her lover.

Sakura giggled, as she lowered her face towards his sleeping one (‘Oh, so cute!’), kissing him lightly on the lips, not wanting to wake him up.

She glanced at the clock and groaned: she needed to get ready for her lessons, her anatomy class started at 9 in the morning. She decided to take a shower in his bathroom and then run to her own room to change and get ready: the sweat of the night before had dried on her skin and she felt sticky.

The hot water felt nice on her skin and soothed her sore muscles; she moaned in pleasure at the sensation and kept washing her hair. “You know, you’ll turn me on if you continue.” Sakura whirled around, blushing when she saw her stepbrother leaning against the wall, still naked, a half-smirk on his handsome face.

“I’m just showering.” She replied, a bit annoyed.

“You are moaning.” He chuckled. “And it’s sexy as hell.”

Her eyes rolled and she just sighed, turning her back to him.

Suddenly he was behind her, hugging her to his chest. “It’s not nice to ignore your boyfriend.” He whispered, kissing her neck.

“Sasuke…” she half-groaned, half-moaned. “I have classes this morning…”

“So?” “So let me shower and dress up.” Sakura turned around, kissing him gently. “Haven’t you gotten enough last night?”

Sasuke laughed, a beautiful sound coming from him, and hugged her. “I haven’t gotten enough of you in a year… do you think it would be enough one night?”

“I’m glad you’re not tired of me yet.” She answered sarcastically, smacking the hand that was caressing her tight and getting a bit too close to her most private place.

He pouted and she almost melted – almost being the key word. “Spoil sport.”

“If it was for you we would spend our life in bed.” She said, getting out of his grip to exit the shower.

“Now, that’s not a bad idea.”

“Sasuke…” she warned.

“Ok, ok.” He lowered his head, kissing her as his hands grasped her head and chin to keep her still: he nibbled her lower lip and devoured her mouth. When they stopped for air, Sasuke leaned his forehead on hers, black hair mixing with pink one.

“Go now, before I take you again.”

Sakura giggled and kissed his nose, wrapping a towel around herself; she opened the door, glancing left and right to make sure nobody could see her. With a last smile to Sasuke, she ran to her room.

Sasuke was left alone in his room: he laid down on his bed and taking the pillow Sakura had slept on he could smell her unique fragrance.

Sakura stretched her arms as students in her anatomy class began filing out of the room; she remained sitting because her next class was in the same room and she would use the half-hour before it to copy her notes.

“Hiya, Sakura-chan!”

She looked up and smiled at her blonde friend. “Hey Ino-chan.”

Ino watched her clinically. “You look dead tired.”

“I am.” Sakura answered simply, not wanting her best friend to know exactly what she had been doing the night before, instead of sleeping.

“You study too much, Sakura. You can’t keep going on like this!”

‘Tell this to my stepbrother/boyfriend, who can’t manage to keep his hands to himself.’ She thought grimly.

“By the way…” the pink-haired girl knew that glint in Ino’s eyes.

“How’s your stepbrother?” the blonde asked, faking nonchalance.

“Well, now Itachi is in Europe, because he wants to travel around the world with his girlfriend and…”

“You know I wasn’t talking about that brother.” Ino glared at her.

“What do you want do know about Sasuke?” Sakura felt a bit irritated: actually, she was jealous that her friend could admit that she liked – more like, was obsessed with – her stepbrother, while she had to keep her relationship with him secret.

“Everything! Has he gotten a girlfriend, yet? Why isn’t he attending his classes? Oh, Sakura, you’re so lucky! He’s so handsome and hot, I would give anything to have him as my brother.”

Sakura rolled her eyes, used to Ino’s behaviour, but annoyed by it when she was talking about Sasuke.

“I don’t know why he isn’t attending classes...” she said: she had asked him about that, but her black-haired lover had evaded the question and managed to make her forget about it while convincing her to take part to a very steamy make-out session.

They talked for a bit, but when the teacher entered the room, the lesson started.

“Do we really have to go to this dinner thing?”
“My mom and your dad would really appreciate our presence.” Sakura said. “Do you remember how they begged us?”

“Yeah.” Sasuke muttered, an imagine of his old man taking his hands and telling him to be a man and not leave his old, weak father alone with the enemy. “But I really don’t want to see Hyuuga.”

Sakura glared at him, hands on her hips. “This stupid rivality has to stop: Neji-san and you have been going at it for too long… Grow up!” Sasuke growled at her, wrapping an arm around her waist, “I can’t forget that he had been your first boyfriend.”

“Sasuke, I was 15 and he 16 at the time, it was more than four years ago!”

“Still it wasn’t nice that my stepsister was dating my rival…”

She arched an eyebrow. “Sasuke….were you jealous at the time?” she grinned when he blushed furiously. “You were! But we had just met… and you found me quite annoying if I remember well…”

“So what, you were cute also back then!” he exclaimed, turning his back to her, his pride hurting.

“Oh, Sasuke…” she sighed. “You’re so stupid.” His mouth opened in protest, but Sakura just wrapped her arms around his waist from behind. “You know I love you.”

“Hn.” He smirked, turning around. Their eyes locked and he took her head in his hands, caressing her cheeks with his thumbs, jade eyes closing at the feeling.

“You look beautiful.” He said hoarsely. Then, Sasuke kissed her deeply, trying to convey what he wasn’t saying into the kiss: and, as always, she understood.

Sakura just smiled a fake grin as she listened to Hyuuga Hanabi, Hinata’s younger sister, as she babbled and complained about high school; her friend Hinata just glanced at her apologetically and then continued to nod at her sister. A hand patted the pink-haired woman on the shoulder and she turned around to greet her male best friend.

“Hey Naruto!”

“You look hot in that dress Sakura-chan.”

Said girl rolled her eyes and Hinata giggled. “Don’t let Sasuke-san hear you, Naruto-kun: you know how protective of his little sister he is.”

Sakura hid the pang of pain under a smile: to the others, she would always be Sasuke’s little sister… and nothing more.

“Ah! That teme is too busy in a glaring contest with Neji to take notice of me…”

“What was that, dobe?” The three of them turned around only to see Sasuke and Neji with his girlfriend Tenten, the Uchiha intent at glaring at his best friend.

“Heee, Sasuke-teme… nothing, nothing.” Naruto waved his hands innocently.

Neji snorted. “Stop terrorizing my guests, Uchiha.”

Sakura noticed how her stepbrother’s eyes narrowed and decided to intervene. “Hey Sasuke, wanna go in the garden? I need some fresh air.”

She waved at their friends, grabbing Sasuke’s arm and dragging him away before he could start a fight with Hyuuga Neji: the young man hesitated but then let himself be dragged away, wanting to spend some time alone with Sakura.

The pink-haired girl brought him in a dark corner of the huge Hyuuga garden, away from prying eyes. “Sasuke, please ignore Neji’s provocations! We don’t need the two of you to start a fight.”

“He started it.” Her stepbrother pouted, angry that she had stopped him from beating the older man.

“Oh sure, that’s very mature of you.” She said sarcastically, crossing her arms over her chest. Sasuke sighed and then wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. “Ok, ok, you’re right… I will ignore the Hyuuga’s taunts, happy?”

Sakura blinked at him, amazed that a stubborn man like him had yielded so easily. He answered her unasked question with a mild glare. “I’m doing this only for you, understood?”

She smiled brillantly and moved to kiss his cheek, but he turned his head and caught her lips; they began kissing gently, then Sakura realized they were still in public.

“Sasuke! Not here…. Someone could see.”

“No one is watching and I really, really want to taste your lips while you look this amazing…”

He crashed his lips against hers and she just moaned, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders, her body pressed to his, his hand in her long hair; Sasuke angled his head to kiss her deeper, pushing his lower body against hers in an unmistakable way.

Suddenly Sakura thought about their parents, how her mother would be destroyed if she was found while making out with her stepbrother: guilt arose into her and she broke the kiss. Sasuke looked at her quizzically, but she just shivered.

“I don’t know if I can keep doing this, evn if I know I can’t stop.” She admitted. “But if our parents find out…”
“I don’t care,” he interrupted her, gripping her arms tightly. “I really don’t care if anyone finds out about us… If I can stay with you, if I can have you… then it’s good enough.” Onyx eyes looked straight into jade ones. “If I’ve got you… then nothing else matters.”

Sakura brought his face down to hers, kissing him sweetly, longingly. “I can’t stop, Sasuke. I love you so much…” tears glistened in her eyes. “I can’t stop staying by your side.”

He smirked at her, hugging her once again, so tightly that she almost couldn’t breathe “Then don’t stop. We don’t have to stop Sakura…” his voice got low and hoarse “…because I know I can’t stop too.”

And he sealed his admission with a powerful kiss.

“It had been a wonderful party, don’t you think Fugaku?”

“Yes love. It was a pity it was at the Hyuuga’s...” Sasuke rolled his eyes in partial disgust when his father caressed Sakura’s mother’s hand. Not that he hated the fact that they were so in love, but public display of affection coming from his father and stepmother made him shiver.

Paradoxically, his hand had a tight grip on Sakura’s left one, being careful not to be seen by their parents.

They were in the rear seats in the Uchiha car: Fugaku was driving while Hana, Sakura’s mother, was happily chatting with him about the party the Hyuuga clan hosted.

“Did you have fun, you two?” she asked, looking at them through the rearview mirror.

“There were our friends: it was fun to hang around all together.” Sakura answered simply, but sincerely. Sasuke tightened his grip on her hand and she looked at him, smiling shyly.

He didn’t know when he started wanting to spend time with her: at first, she was an annoying little stepsister. Then, she slowly became something more; the sweet pink-haired girl managed to overcome his barriers and enter his heart. Now, Sasuke couldn’t imagine a life without her by his side: and he had to admit the sex was very, very nice.

His thumb caressed her knuckles and Sakura rewarded him with one of her doe looks who always made him want to do unspeakable things to her. Sasuke quickly brought her hand to his lips, kissing it gently.

Sakura was vaguely aware of Sasuke’s lips on her nipple, nibbling and licking it, slowly exciting her: she was lost in thoughts, wondering about how they came to their intimate and secret relationship.

She had first met him when they were fourteen, Sasuke older than her by eight months, when they parents introduced them to each other; the pink-haired girl had been immediately attracted by the good-looking and bad-tempered boy. She had tried to befriend him in any way she could imagine, wanting to have a good relationship with the younger of her stepbrothers (Sakura had immediately hit off with Itachi, Sasuke’s older brother, and she adored him like Itachi adored her), but he had always refused her attempts to be friends.

At least, that was Sakura had thought: over the first months they had gotten to know each other, he had become a bit protective of his “little sister” and was always by her side.

And over the years, the feeling of friendship and kinship became something deeper: Sakura knew she loved Sasuke truly and deeply, and she was sure that he cared for her. Their time together was fantastic, not only when they were making love, but also when they simply hung out with their friends, or stayed home watching a movie; when she was with Sasuke, all worries seemed to disappear as she enjoyed the warmth of his body and the gentleness in his touch that he showed only to her.

But everytime she watched their parents together she couldn’t help but feel guilty… guilty that she was lying to her mother, hiding their relationship, sneaking around with her stepbrother. Nevertheless she couldn’t stop herself from wanting to stay with Sasuke.

“Sakura.” The young woman went back to reality when her lover nibbled her ear. “You were spacing out on me.”

“Sorry.” She whispered, stroking his black hair. “I was just thinking.”

“If you are able to think, then I wasn’t doing my job right.” He smirked wickedly at her, caressing her side and enjoying the feel of their naked bodies rubbing one against the other.

“You always do a wonderful “job”…” she trailed off, kissing his eyelids, his cheeks, his nose and then his mouth.

He entered her and soon they were lost in their passion.

When it was over, they cuddled in each other’s arms: Sasuke’s left hand was caressing her long tresses, her head in the crook of his neck, his right hand entwining fingers with her left one.

“Hey,” he said suddenly, before she fell asleep. “Wanna go see a movie tomorrow?”

“Only the two of us?” she asked sleepily. “Like a date?” Sasuke could hear the small tremor in her voice.

“Yes, like a date.” He confirmed. “But if you wish, we will go as siblings.” The dark-haired young man had realized her fears: he knew she was torn between her love for him and her loyalty and affection for her mother.

Sakura turned to look at him, kissing him gently on the cheek. “Thank you Sasuke. I would love to go on a date with you.” Smiling, they fell asleep.

Sakura put on her black jacket and, after closing the door, ran to Sasuke, who was patiently waiting for her in his car: they were going to see some famous action movie in a cinema on the other side of the city, to avoid to be recognized easily.

The pink-haired girl smiled at him as she sat in the car; he had been gone when she had woken up in the morning, leaving her cold and alone, but she was used to it – they couldn’t be found in the same bed by their parents, especially not naked.

She shook her head, wanting to forget about their situation... she wanted to enjoy their first, true date without having regrets; she only wanted to spend time with Sasuke, acting like she really was his girlfriend... It was too much to ask to be able to show the love she felt for this man?

“You see, Ino, I told you it was a bad idea.”

The blonde pouted: “I hoped to find someone interesting in a different area of the city.”

Tenten rolled her eyes, wondering why she had accepted to accompany her friend; fortunately Hinata and Temari were there too. The other blonde of the group shook her head “Instead of searching so far for a boyfriend you should take a look near you.”

“What?” Temari couldn’t believe that Ino was so clueless: her best friend, Shikamaru, had a huge crush on the long-haired blonde for who knows how long, but Ino was so wrapped in herself that she always failed to see Shikamaru’s longing stares.

“Oh well... I can’t believe how lucky Sakura is! Her stepbrothers are the handsome Uchiha brothers – I prefer Sasuke because Itachi is simply too cold and detatched, but they both are so hot!”

Hinata giggled: Ino was really a good friend, but she was a bit too obsessed with good-looking boys and sometimes was annoying.

“I must admit...” Tenten began, “...that when I first saw Sasuke I was attracted to him too: he’s really good at everything he does, and he’s very handsome... and I had just spent a year in group with Lee and Neji, who was really cold-hearted back then.”

“Oh well,” Temari shrugged, “I remember that I blushed when I first met him.”

“You, Temari, you blushed?” Ino looked at her atonished.

“So what? I do it sometimes.”

“I find that Sasuke-san is really kind with Sakura-chan.” Hinata observed almost absent-mindedly. “He’s also protective, do you remember when she was dating Neji-nii-san? He looked like he wanted to kill nii-san!”

The four friends laughed at the memory and continued chatting ‘till Temari’s attention was attracted to something or someone on the other side of the street.
“Hey, aren’t those Sasuke and Sakura?”

The other three stopped in their tracks and looked towards Temari was pointing: on the sidewalk on the other side of the street two figures were walking, laughing, holding hands.

“Yep, it’s them, SA-!” “Wait a moment.” Tenten said, muffling Ino’s voice with her hand on the blonde’s mouth. “What are they doing in this side of the town, together and alone?”

The two should-be siblings still hadn’t noticed the four girls and were simply talking; it was unusual for Sasuke to hold Sakura’s hand, but sometimes it had happened. What really surprised the girls was that Sasuke wrapped an arm around Sakura’s shoulders, pulling her closer to him. The pink-haired young woman blushed then laughed out loud at something he had whispered in her ear, then she pecked him on the cheek; Sasuke turned his head to gave her a deep kiss, his hand twisting in her long hair.

Ino, Hinata, Tenten, Temari continued watching with their mouths agape as they kissed.

“That... that is not how two siblings should kiss...” Ino murmured.

Sasuke and Sakura interrupted their make-out session and continued walking, arms around each other: they reached Sasuke’s car and drove away.

Hinata was the one who broke the silence. “I think we need to talk to Sakura-chan.”

“What?”

Tenten nodded. “We saw you Sakura-chan.”

The five girls were sitting in the garden of the University, during lunch break.

Sakura sighed: she knew someone would have discovered her secret relationship with Sasuke, sooner or later.

“We are together.”

“But... he’s your stepbrother!” Ino exclaimed.

“Do you think I don’t know it?” Sakura snapped, almost angry. “I can’t help it, okay? There are days in which I can’t face my mother, knowing I’m lying to her, but I love him! I love him!” she hid her face into her hands. “I love him so much.” She sobbed. “I can’t stay without him.”

Temari moved to hug the younger girl. “Calm down Sakura-chan... Since when have you two been going out?”

Sakura licked her suddenly dry lips. “Officialy two years...”

“Two years...!” Hinata gasped. “Why didn’t you tell us?”

“Yeah, didn’t you trust us? I wouldn’t have talked like that about Sasuke, had I known!”

The pink-haired girl looked at Hinata and Ino. “I know, I’m sorry. It’s not like I didn’t trust you... but I didn’t want to burden you with my problems.”

“Bullshit!” Tenten almost yelled. “We’re your friends! You’ve suffered in silence all this time!”

“But Sakura...how does he feel about you?” Temari asked curiously. “Sasuke isn’t exactly the kind of man I can see professing his love.” Sakura giggled at the idea of Sasuke suddenly getting on one knee and proclaiming his love for her, like Rock Lee did three years before.

“I know that he cares for me, that’s enough.” Sakura smiled softly. “I can feel it when he speaks to me, when he touches me, when he kisses me... asking for a ‘I love you’ from Sasuke is like asking Naruto not to eat ramen!”

They laughed at the thought of Hinata’s blond boyfriend not eating his favourite food.

“Does he treat you right?” Ino asked concerned. “Of course!” Sakura replied grinning. “He is gentle and can be very sweet, when he wants to.”

“Uchiha Sasuke sweet... I’d like to see it.” Tenten murmured to Hinata, ignoring the glare her pink-haired friend threw her.

“Oh.” Ino pouted. “What?” Temari asked, arching an eyebrow.

“I have to find a new crush now.”

“So, they know?”

“I had to tell them...beside they’re my friends, there’s no way they’re going to spread rumors.”

He blinked. “Do you trust also Yamanaka?”

“Sasuke! Ino may be a chatterbox, but she’s my best friend!”

The dark-haired male rolled his eyes. “If you say so.”

“Yes, I say so. Now come help me putting away these boxes... after all, they’re your father’s.” Sasuke looked at the boxes in her hands, labeled as ‘Sasuke’s old things’, ‘Fugaku’s photos’ and so on: they were in the garage, where Hana had asked them to put the boxes.

The dark-haired male nodded his head “Put them on the higher shelf; I’ll be down here to catch you if you fall.” He said smirking, while Sakura rolled her eyes and stuck her tongue out at him.

The young woman stepped up the ladder and began putting the boxes away: for the last one she had to raise herself on her toes, losing her balance and falling on the ground as Sasuke had predicted. Said male caught her in his arms, smirking, cushioning her fall.

“God, you’re really clumsy Sakura.” Sasuke laughed, sitting on the ground with her between his legs, her back to his chest; Sakura pouted, angry that she had proved him right.

A hand under her chin made her turn towards the man behind her; Sasuke gave her a light kiss, one to calm and comfort her. At first Sakura didn’t answer, then she whirled around, pressing against him, mouths opening, arms wrapped around each other.

They didn’t know how long they stayed like that, lost in each other, wanting to be closer and closer. When she was with Sasuke, Sakura forgot everything else around her until the only thing in the world was him.

A screech interrupted their heated made-out session. “What are you two doing?!?”

They parted immediately and Sakura watched wide-eyed as Hana stared at them horrified: guilt threatened to eat her as she felt like she had disappointed her mother.

“Mom...” she trailed off, not knowing what to say.

“What. Were. You. Doing?”

“I believe we were kissing.” Sakura glared at her boyfriend: leave it to Sasuke to ruin everything.

“Mom, I can explain...”

“Oh, you’ve got many things to explain, young lady.” Hana’s hands were on her hips, she was angry. Sakura gulped and searched for Sasuke’s hand; when she found it, she gripped it with all her strength and Sasuke squeezed back.

“Hana-san.” Sasuke started, interrupting whatever Sakura was going to say. “We are together.”
“Together?” the woman repeated stupidly.

“In a relationship.” Sasuke cleared. “We are dating.”

Hana leaned against the doorway and blanched “I need to sit down...” she said in a feeble voice, before disappearing.

“Mom!” Sakura yelled, standing up and following her mother in the living room.

Hana was sitting down on the couch, a hand on her forehead as she took deep breaths: Sakura opened her mouth to say something, anything, but no words exited her lips – she could only watch as her mother tried to cope with what Sasuke had told her. Said man appeared behind Sakura, circling her waist with his arms, and the pink-haired girl was glad for his support.

Hana raised her eyes and looked at them. “So, you’re telling me that you’re boyfriend and girlfriend.”

“Yes mom.” Sakura whispered. “I know I probably disappointed you, but...” her voice got stronger “...I love him! I love Sasuke! Please, don’t take him from me!” she pleaded, feeling Sasuke’s grip on her tightening.

“Hana-san.” Sasuke intervened “I know you’re shocked... but I love Sakura: I’ll take care of her always.”

Sakura turned her to look at him when he said that he loved her: despite the fact that her mother had found about them, she felt a warm feeling in her chest at Sasuke’s words.

The older woman was silent. After some minutes she sighed and massaged her temples. “I need sometime to think about it.” She stood up and left to go to her bedroom.

In the living room, the two lovers watched her walk away. “Well, then.” Sasuke said almost bitterly, “One down, now we’ll have to tell my father.”

That evening Fugaku came back to home only to find his younger son and his stepdaughter sitting close together in the living room and his wife no where in sight: he arched an eyebrow and asked, “What happened?”

The two hesitated to answer, but a voice echoed in the room. “I found them kissing in the garage today.” Hana was descending the stairs, looking straight at him.

“What?”

“Dad, we love each other.” Sasuke explained simply. “We’ve been dating for the last two years.”

The two adults gasped. “Two years?”

Sasuke shrugged. “I don’t care what you think, but Sakura had always doubts about our relationship because she didn’t want to hurt you.” He was speaking in general, but his eyes were fixed on Hana.

“I don’t want to hide anymore.” Sakura said, taking a deep breath. “Mom, Fugaku-san: I love Sasuke very much...I don’t want to be separated from him!”

Fugaku looked at them perplexed- “I don’t see what’s wrong.”

“Uh?”

“I mean, it’s not like you’re in an incest: after all, you’re not blood-related. There’s nothing wrong with you being in a relationship. What hurts me is the fact that you didn’t trust us enought to tell us and you kept your relationship a secret.”

Hana sat down and gently smiled at her daughter. “Sakura, I admit I was a bit – ok, a lot – shocked, but I don’t mind you dating Sasuke: after all, he’s a good guy. Only, it would be uncomfortable if you break up...”

“We’ll worry about it if that happens.” Sasuke cut her off, still a bit amazed by their parent’s acceptance.

Sakura couldn’t say anything; she was simply staring at her mother, mouth agape, eyes wide. “So- so, that means I can date Sasuke officially?” “Of course.”

A slow, brilliant smile spread on her face as Sakura wrapped her arms around Sasuke’s neck, bringing him down in a kiss: their parents looked away, embarassed by their enthusiastic made-out session.

Ino, Temari, Tenten and Hinata were waiting for Sakura near the University’s gates: their boyfriends and friends, Naruto, Shikamaru, Kiba, Gaara, Lee, Neji and Sai were doing the same for Sasuke.

“They’re never this late.” Said Tenten, worried.

“Don’t worry, maybe there was just traffic...” Hinata trailed off.

“Heh, it’s a miracle that Sasuke-teme decided to come to classes... he’s been studying at home and working part-time.”

The girls looked at Naruto. “Why is Sasuke working?”

The blond shrugged, “He said something about needing money to take Sakura on a vacation.”

Ino exchanged stares with Temari.

“Hey guys!”

They turned around only to see Sasuke and Sakura walking hand in hand, both of them with wide smiles (even if Sasuke’s looked more like a smirk) on their faces. The guys looked at them surprised.

“Sasuke-san, why are you holding my beautiful blossom’s hand?” asked Rock Lee, frowning as Sasuke’s smirk got even larger. “Payback, finally...” he murmured, and Sakura hit him jokingly on the arm.

“Lee-san, you see...mh...”

“What she means...” Sasuke drawled, “...is that I’m her boyfriend, so I’m the only male allowed to hold her hand.”

“Possessive and chauvinistic male.” Sakura muttered.

“What? Sasuke-teme, are you kidding.”
The Uchiha snorted. “No, I’m not.” He said, before kissing Sakura on the lips right in front of their friends.

The girls couldn’t hold back a grin, while Lee cried in sorrow and the other guys stared mouths agape as the ice-block, also known as Uchiha Sasuke, kissed his now official girlfriend.

Anthology XVIII - End

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Author’s Note: 11 pages of AUness... damn, I’m tired! I wanted to try something different and probably there will be more AUs, but not many – I prefer to write stories that follow the original story-line.

I’m always more and more amazed by the huge success of this one-shot collection. Thank you guys, probably without your support I’d have stopped writing a long time ago!

I’ve been wondering...why there are so many SasuHina fans? Really, I can’t understand! I mean, I can understand SasuIno even if I don’t support it -- but SASUKExHINATA? Where??? Please, tell me where you see the signs of SasuHina! Does Sasuke know she exists? Does Hinata even remotely like Sasuke? – she’s probably the only girl who isn’t interested at all to him, she’s got eyes only for Naruto. The only things they’ve got in common are the black hair and the fact that they both come from important clans. But that’s it! Why so many people like SasuHina?

Another matter: Karin’s hair. I find it strange, I’ve seen that she’s got red hair in the coloured page, but other red-heads (Gaara, Tayuya, Sasori) in the black&white pages had light hair, while she’s got dark (very dark)... I don’t understand – oh, well, I like her better with black hair.

Oh, yes, I will write a sequel of Alive. I have got everything already written... in my mind, ahahahah!

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Runlittlepiggy (I love Deidara!), SailorManga, lies-liasions-dangereuses, lemon daiquiri, Missymee-mee, Oyuki, Wolfgirl21 (you need to update too!! –grin), ., DarkAngelRakell (the whole Hebi group can be seen as a spoiler), Jester08, cheekygirl567, AzNAnGeL07, Kaoru-chan (well, you’re right...), baby’s breath (it’s called “crack” because is crazy – it was definitely OOC -smile), Suteki-Sama, HPBabe91, Evalena, TooLazyToThinkOfName, Tishni, Spread-My-Wingz-And-Soar, emo uzumaki, cluelessninja65, C.A.M.E.O., nhix, kattylin, capricornT, KanohaKid, Mei fa-chan, nickygirl, animequeen100, Akatsuki no Suzaku, bluejolteon, hugsanimekisses04, I play wid fir3, Neko no Yummei, sweet-taboos, Chiya-chan, JadeMesmerizedByOnyx, Aerissy, yukibozu (sometimes I watch it, but I prefer the manga), Lena ai yakata, 9081, fakeangel100, Uchiha Sasume, Abby, Princess Karei Haruka, pinkcoolkat, goyankeesbooredsox, Winter Thunder.