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ink unu...tot cu sasuke si sakura...e marfa! mi-a placut mult asta! :nebun:

the ‘why’ of the

ink unu...tot cu sasuke si sakura...e marfa! mi-a placut mult asta! :nebun: The ‘Why’ Game -RULES OF THE GAME- 1) Each person takes turns asking the other a question beginning with ‘why’ 2) If the question is not answered, the asker of the question may make the answerer do whatever they want (within reason) 3) These consequences may also be reached if the asker’s question is contradicted, cuz that counts as not answering. Even when it’s really obvious that they’re being set up to have to do whatever the asker wants. Sakura and Sasuke were sitting on the couch in Sasuke’s living room. They were playing the ‘why’ game. “Why does your hair do that chicken-butt thing?” “Well, why is yours pink?” he countered, running a hand self-consciously through the spikes. “Hey!” she slapped his arm playfully, “You know the rules: answer the question or do one thing I ask. So tell me or be placed at the mercy of my currently hyper-active imagination.” He rolled his eyes, “Because I was born like that, Sakura.” “Well, same here, Sasuke.” “Whose turn is it?” “I forget.” “Hn, it’s mine then. Why do you love Lee?” “I do not!” Sakura said, appalled. He smirked, “No contradictions; you have to do what I want.” “Hey, wait! You took my turn! Chea-,” Sakura shut up as Sasuke pressed his mouth against hers. She gasped and he took advantage of the moment to deepen the kiss. They finally ran out of air; Sakura untangled her hands from Sasuke’s hair and he panted along with her. As soon as he caught his breath, he leaned over her where he had leaned her down on the couch during their kiss. He ran his nose up and down the line of her jaw slowly and his lips brushed her neck. Sakura moaned and felt herself getting dizzy, especially as Sasuke pressed his lips against her collarbone. He chuckled quietly at her expression and caught her lips with his own one more time. It started off sweet and gentle, as his hand caressed her face, but soon turned passionate. Sakura wrapped her arms behind his neck and pressed herself closer to him and he ran his fingers through her short, pink hair. Her spine was receiving tiny shocks at his touch. Sasuke moaned as she opened up her mouth to him. The desperate lip lock stayed on for what felt like both seconds and hours at the same time. Finally, Sasuke sighed and broke away. His eyes had that look in them, the look only Sakura could bring out of him. Sasuke pulled a very dizzy, pink-haired girl up and wrapped his arms around her. She laid her head on his chest and sighed in content. “My turn,” Sakura breathed. “Wrong again,” Sasuke smirked as he played with a strand of her hair, “I decided you to agree with you- last time was supposed to be your turn, but now it’s over, so my turn again.” She stared at him in shock as the smirk got bigger. Sakura pouted. “Fine. You’re lucky I’m nice,” she muttered. Sasuke pulled her closer and whispered, his mouth at her ear, “Do you love me?” “That doesn’t start with ‘why’.” “I changed it to the ‘question’ game because stealing your last turn gave me extra points.” “You are such a cheater.” “You know, Sakura, if I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were trying to avoid a question,” Sasuke said, feigning a hurt look; but Sakura saw the slight edge of worry in his eyes. “Of course I do,” she murmured, pressing her lips against the base of his neck. Sasuke smiled. She loved it when he smiled. When he did, he was really breath-taking. It also meant he was happy, which made her happy. “My turn,” she said quickly, before he managed to steal another question. His grin widened. “Hm,” Sakura thought, searching for a question. Sasuke’s smile was small and soft again and his lips were back at her ear, “Don’t bother wasting your question asking me if I love you, because you already know I do.” “Okay,” Sakura said, “Then why do you love me? Hah, I even used ‘why’, so I still haven’t broken the rules.” Sasuke rolled his eyes. His voice was low as he answered, “Because you’re the most beautiful girl I’ve ever met. You’re smart, kind, strong, funny, and you love me even when I don’t deserve it. I just love being around you- you make me happy.” “Really?” Sakura asked. He nodded, another smile pulling up at the corners of his mouth. “My turn,” Sasuke said. He released the strand of hair he was playing with, and reached between the cushions beside him. “Will you marry me?” he asked, producing a box. Inside was a ring with a brilliant, deep blue sapphire. Sakura inhaled sharply. Somehow she had started crying, “Yes. Yes I will,” she said. Sasuke slipped the ring on her finger and kissed her again. He held her face in his hands and caught a tear with his thumb. “Why are you crying?” “Because I’m happy. That was another question- you cheated again.” He smirked, “I had to change the rules, didn’t I? How would I have proposed if I didn’t?” “At least this time you said ‘why’.”