Naruto x Sasuke: Forbidden love?

Part 17

Naruto POV

By 5 I was already out of the shower and trying on the dress.

It fit like a glove, clinging in all the right places and hanging two inches above my knee. I spun around in the mirror, giggling at the thought of Sasuke entering a women's clothing store just to pick this out.

'You're pretty excited aren't you, kit?'

"Definitely." I said, sitting down and brushing my hair. I was almost ready by 6:47. My hair was parted down the middle with two braids on each side connecting in the back.

I chose to add a bit of mascara and lipgloss. "This is going to be a good night." I say to Kurama. "You two haven't talked recently. We'll see."

I roll my eyes. That's true. But still. I put the earrings and necklace on and am now completely ready. It's 6:58.

Exactly two minutes later there is a knock at my door. Taking one final glance in the mirror, I go to open it.

Sasuke stood at the door with a bouquet of sunflowers and daisy's. "Punctual as ever, teme." I stated, smiling at him. I didn't realize I missed him so much. "Tch. I'm surprised you're ready, dobe." He says, a smirk pulling at the edge of his lips. 'Those lips...'

I shake myself out of my thoughts. Sasuke seems a bit embarrassed, "Here. I got these for you." He says, handing me the bouquet, looking away.

"Are you embarrassed, Mr. Uchiha?" I tease, taking the flowers. He turns to me, a blush slowly spreading across his face. "Shut up. Let's go." He says, reaching his hand out for me.

"Let me put these in water first." I say, turning to the kitchen. "Come in." I call out behind me. I hear him make his way into the kitchen behind me. Placing the flowers in a vase, I put them on my kitchen counter.

"I missed you," Sasuke whispers, hugging me from behind. I gasp, surprised. He nuzzles his nose into neck. "Why haven't you called?"

The question takes me by surprise. I feel a pit form at the bottom of my stomach, mainly because I have an answer to his question.

"I thought that you had moved on... with Sakura." My voice is barely above a whisper.

Sasuke's breath hitches. Slowly, he pulls away from me and turns me around. I stare at the floor, as if it were the most interesting thing in the world. For the first time I notice his outfit: Black skinny jeans with a royal blue dress shirt and black shoes.

"Naruto... look at me." He says, his voice stern. I bring my eyes up, looking at him. "I would never replace you. I can't, you mean the world to me. When you left I..." he paused, taking a deep breath," I thought I was going to die." His voice is shaky, and I feel my heart clench.

My vision begins to blur as water pools in my eyes. "I'm sorry." I whisper, bringing my hands up towards his face. I trace my fingers over his jawline, smooth as stone, then I bring them to his silky, raven hair, and slowly, I pull, bringing him closer to my face. I hear him groan, and that pushes me over the edge.

I slam my lips onto his. He's taken aback, but regains his composure and returns my kiss. There's so much emotion in it; lust, need, desire, love...

I part my lips, pulling in his hair again. With another groan, he opens his mouth, and we explore each other more.

Our tongues begin fighting for dominance, but like before, he wins. He pulls away, his breath ragged. "Naruto... we need to go. I have a reservation, and if you keep this up, we're going to end up in a very different situation." I blush at what he's implying, but I know he's right.

"Right. Let me just take care of something." I say, and head for my bathroom. 'Kyuubi, I'm leaving you here. Wake up.' With a groan, Kurama is awake. 'Fine. But I want to be in my fox form.' He grumbles. I roll my eyes. Okay.

"Release." With a puff of smoke Kurama appears. Only he's a small fox with nine tails. "You look cute." I say, suppressing a smile. "Shut up." I giggle, "okay. Don't wait up. Stay out of trouble. There's meat in the fridge." Without another word I leave.

Sasuke is waiting at the door. "Ready?" He asks. I smile, wrapping my hands around his neck and running my hands through his hair. "I think the real question is: are you ready?" I say, pulling his hair lightly, getting another groan from him. With that I make my way past him to his car. He closes my door and makes his way down, opening the passenger door for me.

"What a gentleman." I tease.

He grabs my arm, surprising me. "Keep up the teasing and I won't be such a gentleman." He growls. His voice alone turning me on.

"Is that a promise or a threat, Mr. Uchiha?" I ask, rather smugly. His eyes light up, "A promise." He says, shutting the door.

He makes his way to the drives side and gets in. Without thinking twice I reach over and place my hand on his groin, "Don't tempt me." I growl.

He looks at me, shocked. Pleased, I sit back. "Shall we?" I ask. "We shall." He says, a cocky grin on his face.

"Welcome back, Ms. Uzumaki. I'll make sure that you enjoy every second back."

'I, for one, am looking forward to that.'