A/N: I'm aware I took forever in updating and for that I am deeply sorry. I know how it is to wait for a story to update…it sucks. I was soooooo brain dead (still am as a matter of fact) I just couldn't write anything. Well folks, here's the new chapter for Rock Princess. Enjoy!

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The bright-lit house stood out against the dark night as music pumped from every crevice and every opened window. Sakura stared at the figures that leisurely walked inside hand in hand to the party, greeting and kissing as they neared the others who stood by the doors. Her eyes went back to Sasuke's helmet, midnight black with blood red streaks, and then slowly she let eyes wander down to his bare neck where a small swirling tattoo stood out against his pale skin. Her arms wrapped tightly around Sasuke's frame as he drove, squeezing gently every time he made a sharp turn or sped up, and laid her head comfortably on the back of his neck.

Sakura smiled sweetly when she heard Sasuke hum one of her songs quietly, his deep voice vibrating his upper torso and trembling into her body. She liked that particular song being hummed by him; his deep voice complimented the slow melody well. He had commented once about the rhythm and beat to it but refrained from saying anything about the lyrics. He wasn't too keen on love songs even if he wrote and sang some for his band.

It was odd, really, to witness Uchiha Sasuke humming her love song. It seemed as though he was trying to impress her...

But it could just be her mind playing tricks on her. Why would the great Uchiha Sasuke want to impress her? It wasn't as if she was the best out of all the girls that followed him...well, maybe she was the best, but that wasn't the point.

Sakura always pondered at night why Sasuke kept following her and why she kept coming back to him. She couldn't really describe him, besides the usual ugly words that always managed to leak from her lips at every encounter. He was so secretive, so quiet and reserved, but he slowly changed with time and so did she without noticing. She laughed at herself at one point during their hot and frenzy make-out session when she realized the old saying 'the quiet ones are always the wild ones".

She smiled, adjusting her arms around his torso slightly.

When she first met him, which was a long time ago in kindergarten and thankfully he doesn't remember; he had smitten her with his large grin, sparkling charcoal eyes, and playfulness. Although back then he was the biggest, spoiled crybaby and now he was (she could easily say) the biggest, spoiled asshole.

Giggling to herself to where her thoughts were going, Sakura rubbed her inner thighs along Sasuke's legs initiation a little growl. She loved teasing him; it was always amusing to watch him beg in his own way. Sakura gave a high-pitched squeal and a big squeeze on his body when he sped up causing the bike to fly off the speed bump. He chuckled deeply and rubbed a calloused hand on her thigh, moving her skirt up higher to her waist. She in return huffed in irritation and quickly pinched his hand hard, but he simply snorted and clamped his hand tightly on her thigh as she tried to pry his fingers off.

"Mou, Sasuke! You perv!"

She slapped his shoulder, gritting her teeth in annoyance as the hold on her thigh tightened possessively, "Let go!"

Her whimpering protests became louder when his hand skillfully rubbed her thigh softly up and down, rough skin grazing her smooth skin. While still fondling Sakura from behind, Sasuke maneuvered dangerously between the cars that fought over parking spaces for the party. He stopped suddenly in the crammed driveway causing Sakura to bump right into his back with his hand still rubbing her gently as her small hands fisted in his shirt angrily. He jumped off, removed his helmet quickly to reveal a triumph smirk adorning his handsome face with twinkling dark, charcoal eyes as he held a hand out for Sakura, who sat uncomfortably on the bike with her hands tugging on the mini skirt.

She slapped his hand away, quite aware of the disapproving frown she saw through the corner of her eye, slipped off the bike as carefully as she could with one hand still holding the skirt down.

It was bad enough she decided to wear that infernal mini skirt, which was odd because she never wore anything outside the house that was short enough to reveal panties and she had been hanging around Sasuke lately who for some reason had this uncanny effect on her to make her want to dress sexy, which by the way she was wearing her favorite bright pink panties with a handwritten name in permanent marker, but she wasn't about to reveal whose name it was that easily.

Yet now she was regretting ever putting on the mini skirt, as it seemed it brought out the worst in Sasuke...or was it the best? She couldn't tell the difference, but either way she wasn't about to think about his recent behavior...one that involved a lot more touching and biting that left nasty marks behind. Not that she was complaining, but she couldn't help but wonder to what ever happened to the once innocent pecks they shared as musicians to the more brutal and primal kisses that they shared behind locked doors.

With a little sway to her hips she walked past Sasuke, but not before giving him the middle finger and a quiet 'go to hell'. Not satisfied, and one not to take insults, he snatched her wrist roughly, pulled her to his chest and before he could claim her lips in a hungry, desperate kiss that always had her begging for more she whipped her head to the side to catch Shikamaru giving her the usual frown as Sasuke's lips smooched her cheek instead.

Growling, he pulled on her wrist a bit more painfully causing her to squeak.

"Pinky."

She sighed; another fight lost to that ridiculous nickname he said so suave, "Jerk."

A hard stare and a deeper frown, "...fine."

Sakura sagged in his hold and instantly felt a sort of giddiness radiating from Sasuke (in a perverse way might she add silently) as his arms enveloped her possessively against his body. His thick, raven hair tickled her cheek causing quiet giggles to bubble out from her plump lips, although a warm mouth silenced the soft giggles instantly. Taken by surprise Sakura immediately bit down on his lower lip causing Sasuke to recoil in shock and stare at her questioningly. She stared back realizing her mistake and inwardly cursed her stupidity.

"…"

Sasuke brought his hand to wipe the blood off his lip and Sakura couldn't tell with his stoic yet surprised face if he was upset or not.

"…Sorry?" She squeaked and immediately she cringed at the sound of her voice faltering.

The hard stare he gave her sent a shiver down her spine and inwardly she felt her tummy doing painful flips in apprehension. She knew that look he was giving her, dark and angered. Laughing nervously, Sakura pecked him lightly on the cheek before dashing off to Shikamaru's side for safety. There was no knowing what he'd do to her and Sakura really wasn't in any mood to be in the presence of an almighty Uchiha tantrum.

"You alright?" Shikamaru tilted his head to the side, peering at Sakura who twisted her hands nervously while stealing glances at Sasuke. He stood straight by his motorcycle, his helmet still clasped in his hand tightly while his dark gaze focused on Sakura.

She turned around, looped her arm around Shikamaru's, aware with the stare that burned the back of her head, "Yeah."

It was about three hours into the party when the group began to set their instruments up. Three hours in which Sakura tried her best to ignore Sasuke's angry stare. It would have been fine had Sasuke not been purposely making her uncomfortable from across the room with his constant suggestive gestures. She could still remember the last time he swore revenge on her and it was not pretty. She had spent a whole Saturday being his personal maid…complete with the maid outfit. She was thankful his parents were out of town along with Itachi.

Sakura squeaked when an arm snaked around her waist, pulling her back into a hard chest. She looked up and noticed rusty brown hair blocking her view. A frown marred her features as she realized who was holding her still. She wiggled in his grasp and elbowed him hard in the gut when he commented about how whipped she was.

"Geez, no need to get violent," Kiba gave her a wicked grin as she held him a choke hold.

"Geez, no need to be a retard," she grumbled as he gagged for air, "and what did I tell you about sneaking up on me, you butthole!"

Shikamaru sighed from where he stood, a guitar strapped to his torso. He walked towards Sakura and Kiba, who at the meantime were wrestling on the floor with Sakura's panties in full view. A couple of guys that were nearby whistled at Sakura enjoying the free view, but as she twisted and wiggled around they were disappointed to see a name on her panties. Shikamaru didn't bother saying anything to Sakura since she was too busy at the moment to care as she twisted Kiba's arm behind his back. He bent down, his hand pulling down on Sakura's skirt to cover the bright pink polka dotted panties…with Sasuke's name written in bold black. She squeaked, arms flaring behind her back to cover and hold her skirt down in place.

Blushing a brilliant red she whispered angrily, "Did Sasuke see?"

Looking around the room Shikamaru noticed the Uchiha gone, "No."

"Good," she nodded.

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He was pissed.

One moment he had her where he wanted her, whimpering and moaning under his hands and the next she was scampering off leaving him with a bloody lip. Oh, she was not going to get away with it. He was going to make sure of it. There was no way Pinky was going to go unpunished…

Turning sharply at a corner Sasuke collided with a hard body. He braced the wall for support, his eyes mad with anger as he stared at the stranger's feet. Irritated beyond belief and pissed enough to take his frustration out on a poor unsuspecting soul he opened his mouth to initiate a fight when the words died in his mouth as his eyes landed on the stranger's face.

"What the hell are you doing here!"

Smiling a mischievous smile the stranger's sky blue eyes twinkled, "Why do you want to know? Don't tell me you missed me that much."

Sasuke scowled as the blond gave him a cheeky grin. Balling his fists tightly he answered through gritted teeth, "No, Naruto. Get the hell out of my face before I paint the walls with your blood."

"Oh, touchy aren't we?" Naruto bowed mockingly to him, smiling when he heard the dark-haired teen growl and moved aside as Sasuke pushed past him almost stomping outside to get away from the people at the party.

Smiling one more time Naruto shook his head as he muttered under his breath, "Still an asshole, huh?"

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Bouncing to get the feel of adrenaline to race throughout her body, Sakura bobbed her head to Kiba's practiced thumps on the drums as she moved the bass guitar to a more comfortable position. The guitar strap was borrowed from Shikamaru, she had forgotten hers again when she raced out the door to meet Sasuke at the park. It was a bit big and she had adjusted the length earlier, but it was still biting into her skin and she cursed herself for wearing a halter-top.

"Ready?" drawled Shikamaru's lazy voice beside her. Sakura nodded eagerly and threw a smile over to Kiba who was purposely picking his nose to piss her off. The smile she wore slipped off her face completely; she felt an eyebrow twitch in annoyance, and she quickly bent down to grab her shoe to throw at Kiba.

Her aim never missed.

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Brooding like there was no tomorrow Sasuke glared at the passing people who dared to wave at him. He quickly turned around and flopped on the grass still upset with earlier. It wasn't in his nature to be violent or moody, he was hot tempered that he would admit, but lately he just felt like tearing people in half especially if Pinky was involved. He was still a bit ticked off that the girl he had been secretly dating for the past four months was still a mystery to him. He had no idea where she lived and to his outmost embarrassment he didn't even know her name. Try and make out with a hot girl and not even be able to moan or whisper her name. It was a mess.

So, why did he bother sticking with her? He had no idea why, but he assumed it was just his hormones acting out…that or he was falling hard for the strange pink haired girl. He didn't mind though because somehow it felt right and every time Sasuke saw her he knew she belonged to him and him alone.

Feeling warm arms wrap around his neck Sasuke leaned back relinquishing the feel of a soft body. Closing his eyes he concentrated as he felt the two large mounds press into his back…

Pinky's boobs aren't that big, are they?

Suddenly realizing where that train of thought went Sasuke turned around, fast enough that he thought he would get a whiplash and came face to face with a smiling Ino.

"What the hell!"

Biting a red fingernail flirtatiously Ino batted her eyelashes, "Hi Sasuke-kun."

Sasuke glared at her, "What do you want Yamanaka?"

Ino giggled and scooted closer to Sasuke who at the moment looked as if he would explode in a mad rage, "Nothing really, just you of course."

He scowled, "I thought I told you I'm not interested."

She sighed dreamingly while twirling a thick strand of her shiny blond hair. Leaning towards him she whispered into his ear provocatively, "And I thought I told you I wanted you."

Having enough of her constant implied comments and annoying company Sasuke pushed Ino off him roughly, she gave a squeak when she hit the grass, and gave her the meanest glare he could muster. She watched in shock as his eyes lit up in anger making them look almost like red pools of blood.

"I already have a girlfriend. So back off or you will regret ever being born Yamanaka."

He definitely wasn't one to threaten girls, although he did enjoy scaring them when they wouldn't leave him alone, but damn this girl sure knew how to grate his nerves. He walked off leaving behind a somewhat teary eyed Ino to look for either the bastard of his cousin Sai, Sasuke knew that asshole would be at the party trying to get his Pinky, or the gay Hyuuga, not that Sasuke knew if he was gay or anything but he liked to call him that just to piss him off, for a smoke. Both bastards carried a pack of cigarettes anywhere they went (Sasuke used to but after he hooked up with Pinky she had forbidden any kind of tobacco on him or else he wouldn't be able to make out with her, she hated the taste) and Sasuke really needed a smoke.

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Strumming the base guitar Sakura slowly bobbed her head to the beat as Shikamaru started playing the electric guitar. Kiba came into the song, the sound of his pounding on the drums vibrating the room as the people yelled for Sakura to sing. She smiled as she looked up, winking as she spotted her friend Hinata wave slightly at her. Sakura looked around for Sasuke noticing he wasn't present in the room and felt a part of her want to beat his ass for not supporting her when she played (damn that boy, she always supported him when he played with his band and he had the balls to disappear as she performed just because he was still probably pissed off about the whole biting-lip incident, she was caught off guard, damn it!).

Inching towards the microphone Sakura breathed deeply before letting it out in a hum. She bobbed her again and Kiba suddenly stopped pounding on the drums gaining everyone's attention.

"Do you think that I'm a whore?"

Kiba hit the drumsticks loudly together while Sakura kept picking the strings to the base guitar. Shikamaru was still playing his part; his didn't change much in the song while Sakura and Kiba played their weird little song almost as they were battling. Kiba banged the drums loudly and stopped as he sung his part. It was quite odd but it definitely got everyone's attention in the room and not to mention the song was different than the usual stuff they played. This was their playful song…at least it was Kiba and Sakura's playful and weird song.

"Yeah, I do! The way you always go oh! and ah!"

Shikamaru shook his head as his band members kept singing. They just had to pick their practice song to play at this party. He hoped it wouldn't in any way ruin any future gigs, because he hated that damn perverted song.

Halfway through the song Sakura looked up and noticed a pair of shockingly blue eyes on her. She took in his appearance; he was tall maybe as tall as Sasuke and he had messy blond sun kissed hair, but it was his eyes that were hypnotizing her. They were so clear and so blue making them look almost like the morning sky. He wore a black fitted t-shirt with a cute little orange fox on the pocket, his jeans were a bit baggy and ripped and it gave Sakura the impression of a bad boy.

Uh, oh! I think he's checking me out…but he's not that bad looking either…

Sakura shook her head realizing what she was just thinking; Sasuke would have a fit if he caught her ogling some other guy that wasn't him. She turned around quickly, a bright blush heating her face when the stranger smiled at her almost seductively.

Uh, oh! Not good.

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Still no Sasuke to be found and it was already an hour since she had played with her band. Ok, she was now officially pissed. What a bastard leaving her like this, all alone without a date at a party…besides he was her only ride back home, unless she could find Shikamaru. She puffed her cheeks out in frustration and she was almost tempted to write his cell phone number on the wall in black marker just so all his fan-girls would call him nonstop. She smiled at that thought not realizing she was being watched. Crackling evilly and looking around the crowded room for a black marker (she was hoping she would find a permanent marker that way whoever hosted the party would be pissed enough to pick a fight with Sasuke). Sakura was indeed in the mood for revenge.

She spotted one sitting innocently on the counter and she reached over to grab it, but a tan hand (male, definitely male) grabbed her hand instead and twirled her around while backing her against the wall. Surprised she looked up quickly almost bumping foreheads with the blond stranger. He gave a hearty laugh and Sakura swore she could feel the tingling of his laughter traveling in her body.

"H-hello," she squeaked as a wild blush stained her cheeks. Dam her hormones and hot looking men.

He gave her a boyish grin, "Hello," he leaned down his hot breath ghosting over her quivering lips, "What's your name?"

"…"

Sakura stared as his eyes twinkled mischievously and her breath froze when he pecked her softly on the corner of her lips. Wide-eyed, Sakura could only gape as he smiled sweetly. No one had ever been that daring before…Sasuke took a while (a week at each other's throat) before he kissed her, tongue and all…and Itachi, well he was just a sex god…

She felt a tight grasp suddenly on her upper arm forcefully dragging her away from the blond stranger who stood smirking. She struggled against the hold; it was slowly bruising her skin and she whimpered when the hold tightened. Looking up she noticed Sasuke frowning as his other arm wrapped protectively around her waist.

"Naruto," he growled under his breath. Sakura looked back at the blond as he shrugged causing Sasuke to tighten his hold a bit more painfully, "What the fuck do you think you're doing!"

Naruto stuffed his hands in his pockets and shrugged childishly again, "Nothing much. Why do you want to know, Sasuke-chan?"

Sasuke growled again, the dark aura around him thickening heavily. Sakura was in no mood to watch him pick a fight so she looked up, snuggling against his front and gave him her best puppy dog eyes, "Sasukeee-kun, could you let go of me, puleaze?"

He shifted his glare on her, "Shut-up."

"Ah, bastard! That's no way to speak to a girl!" Naruto rolled his sleeve up and Sasuke gently pushed Sakura aside. Having enough Sakura quickly pecked Sasuke on the lips, his attention going back on her and he watched as she dashed away towards Shikamaru at the end of the room.

"So, where were we?" Sasuke turned back to Naruto a smirk playing on his lips.

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Morning came sooner than Sakura had expected. The alarm clock had crashed into the wall when it went off (courtesy of Haruno Sakura) damn thing was so loud and she hated being roused from her sleep so early in the morning. She was still a bit tired from yesterday night and she was happy both her parents were fast asleep when she sneaked inside the house. Yawning Sakura rubbed her eyes sleepily as her mother placed a plate of eggs and bacon before her. She thanked her beaming mother (a rare sight indeed, it could have been an aftermath from yesterday's dinner guest…Kakashi.) Her father was quietly reading the paper and sipping his dark coffee like everyday.

"Oh," her mother exclaimed and she twirled around to place a soft kiss on top of Sakura's brown wig, "I just remembered. I called Mikoto-chan and asked her if her son could take you to school. He'll be here shortly so hurry up with your breakfast Sakura."

Sakura stopped eating, her mouth wide open as her mother smiled at her, "What! Momma I don't need you to set me up with any of your friend's sons."

Mrs. Haruno's smile widened, her grey eyes twinkling, "Sweetie, lord knows you need a good push in the right direction. Besides he's a good looking young man and I doubt you'll ever find one on your own the way you're always hiding behind those hideous clothes and wig."

"But-"

"No buts young lady now hurry up and wait outside until you're ride comes to pick you up."

Sighing dejectedly Sakura could only slump her shoulders as her appetite left her, "Ok…"

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Fifteen minutes. Her ride was fifteen freaking minutes late. Kicking a stone angrily Sakura cursed her mother and her mystery ride to eternity.

"Never knew you had a thing for speaking to no one, Sakura."

OHMYGOSH!

Slowly turning around Sakura came face to face with God!

"…!"

"What, do I have something on my face?" Itachi rubbed his face slightly, chuckling as Sakura's face flamed a cherry red. He motioned to his car as he opened his door, "Sorry that I'm late I had some unpleasant business to attend to this morning."

She almost skipped to the other side of the car, hopping into the seat as she watched him dreamingly, "That's ok."

Itachi turned to look at Sakura and stared as a silly grin formed on her blushing face. He gave her a little smirk, "So, tell me about this secret life of yours that Kakashi tells me so much about."

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She was flying on clouds. That's how she was feeling right now as she walked to her class twenty-five minutes late. She twirled around dancing and feeling as if she was floating above the ground. After spilling everything to Itachi, because damn that hot man had so much control over her that she'd do anything for him, he dropped her off at the front of the school and pecked her forehead softly. It was enough to cause foam in her mouth.

She skidded to halt as she came to her calculus room still smiling silly. She opened the door loudly, "Good morning Kakashi-sensei!" Her smile faltered when she noticed the blond boy, Naruto, from yesterday wearing a purple bruise on his cheek while he stood beside Kakashi.

Kakashi glared at her, "You're late Miss Haruno. I hope you have a valid excuse, if not that you'll be seeing more of me after school."

Sakura heard the 'ohhs' from her classmates as they watched the scene unfold. She hesitated, her mood from earlier dampening slightly as Kakashi looked at her quite grumpily. She looked down apologetic, yeah right, after having been kissed by the Uchiha Itachi she knew she'd be high on happiness until the day ended no matter what.

She muttered pathetically, "My ride was late sensei, sorry."

He sighed rubbing his aching temples, "This is your last warning. Don't make a habit of being late anymore or you will be sent to the dean. Understood?"

She nodded and dashed to her desk while secretly stealing a glance at Sasuke. Sakura noticed the corner of his lip was a bit swollen and purple, but she guessed it was due to the fight he had with Naruto. She was glad she skipped it.

"Ok, class. This is Uzumaki Naruto. He just transferred recently so please make him feel welcome," Kakashi patted him on the shoulder and he returned the gesture by smiling. A couple of girls in the room squealed excitedly, another hot guy in their class to stalk. Goody!

"Uh sensei," Naruto began as he scratched his head nervously, "Where do I sit?"

Kakashi looked around and spotted an empty seat beside Sakura who was blushing a thousand shades of red, "Right next to Haruno Sakura," he smirked evilly when he noticed her shaking in anger, "Please raise your hand up Miss Haruno."

Slowly she raised her hand and glared at Kakashi as he went back to the board. Naruto walked towards her, smiling sweetly as he watched her carefully. He stopped in front of her with his hand held out as he introduced himself, "Hi. I'm Naruto. Pleased to meet you."

She heard Sasuke snort in the background followed by a couple of curses, "Sakura. The pleasure is all mine, Naruto-san."

He grinned and sat down beside her, his eyes never leaving her face. Naruto scooted until he was side by side with Sakura and she looked back surprised at the sudden contact. He whispered softly against her cheek, his trademark mischievous smile on his lips, "Don't I get a kiss?"

"…what?"

Sakura felt a sudden pull on her head; the brown wig was tugged off her scalp roughly letting her pink tresses free to fall gently on her shoulders. Naruto quickly plucked the thick framed glasses off her nose and tossed them aside on the floor.

The class was eerily quiet.

Sasuke was the first to break the silence as he jumped from his seat wide eyed and shocked, "What the fuck!"

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A/N: There's probably like a bazillion grammar mistakes, but at the moment I could care less. I was in such a hurry to finish this chapter that I sorta just zipped through it quickly without double checking. XD