See the Light

I do not own Naruto or any of it's characters

Angelic Haruno Sakura lay on her bed. Her apartment was sweltering hot even though the temperature outside had cooled. It was pouring rain and she had her bedroom window open so the rain would blow in on her face. She was so miserably hot that she had stripped down to her black spaghetti strap top and lilac cotton panties. She had her TV on and was thrashing back and forth on top of her covers wishing for some kind of relief. It was still early in the evening and Sakura was hoping that a breeze would move through the house or something.
Suddenly, and out of nowhere, she heard her doorbell. She wondered who it could be but nonetheless she reached for her white shorts and skipped down the stairs to see who it was. Sakura turned her stoop light on and opened her door only to let her jaw hit the floor. There before her was none other than Uchiha Sasuke…beautiful 18-year old Sasuke. He had been in Konoha for some time now, battling his own evils and attempting to work through all his demons. However, since he had been back, he hadn’t yet seen Sakura. He couldn’t bear to face her, didn’t want to face her. But tonight, he had to do it and this is what brought him to her rainy door.
“Ss…Sasuke?” Sakura thought about punching herself in the face because what she thought she saw before her was Sasuke, thoroughly soaked with rain water, his white t-shirt clingy to him like crazy. What she thought she saw were his onyx tresses dripping with water and sticking out haphazardly…yet perfectly. Yes, indeed Sakura thought this was just that same dream she had where she woke up in a puddle of her own excitement.
“Sakura.” He said softly, his head hanging down. Sakura watched the tiny beads of water fall from his hair. She realized that this was definitely not a dream…this time it was real. She also hadn’t realized that Sasuke was still standing in the pounding rain. Before Sakura could say anything, Sasuke made eye contact with her. “I have to talk to you.” Sakura was still in a state of shock not to mention she blushed a little because she realized she wasn’t wearing many clothes.
“Come in, please.” She said trying her very best not to insanely drool over Sasuke’s wet physique. “You’re….you’re soaked…” She said snapping to her senses and going into her downstairs bathroom for some towels. Sasuke stood near her doorway so as not to drip everywhere. She walked over to him and tentatively reached a towel around his shoulders. It was peculiar; he had never before let her touch him. But now, he was receptive to Sakura pulling a towel around his water saturated shoulders. He was actually a little cold and the heat of her apartment felt good.
“I’ve been running laps. I needed to clear my head, because there’s a lot of things I need to say to you and I can’t keep putting it off.” Sasuke clung to the towel she had wrapped around him. Sakura went back into her bathroom and got some more towels to cover her couch. Secretly, she wanted to offer him something dry, because she knew that would mean he had to undress. But, he sounded pretty serious about talking to her, so she put the idea aside for the moment. She covered her couch in her thick towels and sat beside Sasuke.
“What’s up?” Her voice was serious yet still in a state of disbelief. Sasuke’s coal eyes seemed to ache.
“I have been a real prick to you in the past. I’ve hurt you, yelled at you, not listened to you and overall just been a real ass. I came here to apologize, Sakura. I came out of a desperate need to repent. I always had your friendship but I was too stubborn to realize it. I’m sorry. I’m very sorry.” Sasuke looked at Sakura hoping she would accept his apology, as it was sincere.
“It’s alright Sasuke. That’s all in the past and this is now.”
“I just wish there was some way I could erase it all, some way I could make it up to you.” His eyes pleaded with Sakura’s. Sakura didn’t waste another moment and she really didn’t care that Sasuke was, for once, being kind and sincere towards her. She stood up and repositioned her body so she was straddling Sasuke’s lap. She could feel the cool wetness of his shorts quickly saturate her thin cotton shorts. She wrapped her bare arms around his shoulders and let his wet hair dance all over her wrists. Sakura leaned in close enough to press her lips into his. It was long overdo, but the kiss was breathtaking.
What proved to be even more amazing was the fact that Sasuke kissed her back, deeply, intensely…almost like he wanted to be kissing her. Sakura relaxed her body and let her hips sink deeper into his. As she pressed her chest into Sasuke’s wet body, She felt water quickly penetrate her thin shirt. Sasuke had enveloped his arms around her tightly. This only made Sakura hold on to him tighter, kiss him harder and want him more. She had forgotten about how hot her house was; she didn’t care because the temperature had just increased by ten degrees. As badly as she wanted to caress every inch of him, she couldn’t since she had him pinned to her couch.
Sakura pulled her face away from his long enough to rest her nose upon his. “You kissed me back.” She said pushing his wet lengthy tresses away from his face and behind his ears. Sasuke rubbed his hands all over her back.
“Maybe I wanted to.” He answered her.
“How do I know this isn’t just one of your phases?” Sakura asked stroking his face.
“I swear, Sakura. I won’t fuck up again. I wont’ forget about what’s really important to me. This time Sasuke leaned into her and kissed her with more fury than the previous. It seemed as though he was a natural at this. Sakura surrendered her lips to his, allowing him to push her body to the couch underneath him. This allowed her to hold on to him tightly. She planted her hands on his wet back and refused to let go.
Maybe we should go upstairs.” Sakura softly insisted pulling her face away from his ever so slightly.