Hola (smiley face). This story actually came to me in my dreams one night ( no I am not perv for dreaming something like this, or am I? :o :o) Anywhosss, first chapter up wanna do at least two much chapters. As usual I have the beginning and ending figured out, but everything else is a jumbled mess. Ahh yea the title actually has nothing to do with the story….but I thought its cool, plush I been listening to that song like right through while I was doing this chapter, so I guess its fitting. Gotta love David Guetta huh. Ok ok okk Ima quit my blabss, read n enjoy my fellow pervs (hugss n kissyyss)

Disclaimer: Don't own Naruto, but I do own this sexy piece right here.

Titanium

Chapter 1: the naked truth

It didn't take a genius to figure out when one was naked. And though Haruno Sakura was no Nara Shikamaru, she knew that she was definitely as naked as the day she was born. The blind fold was soft on her eye lids and all she could see was that of its dark blue fabric, her long pink eyelashes crashing almost offendingly against it with every blink of her eyes. Flexing her limbs quizzically. she stretched to see how far they would reach. And once again it didn't take rocket science for her to figure out that not only was she naked, but she was bound and naked. Wriggling her wrists she quickly found that they were bound overhead, and tugging on them brought an slight metallic squeak as though they were tied on some sort of frame. Judging by how open and vulnerable she was feeling, she knew that her legs were spread.

Fucking perfect.

At least she was on a bed, but right now she couldn't decided if that was a good thing or a bad thing. She was at least thankful that she wasn't on a cold stone floor or something, because her body would have definitely been rebellious and she had gone through enough battles for one week. Sighing audibly, she threw her head back and was slightly comforted that there was a pillow to support it. How she got into this predicament, she can't really remember, well not right now at least and her throbbing head seemed to be indicating that she wouldn't remember for a few days at least. But what she did know was that she had to get out of this fragile situation. She needed to get back to Konoha as soon as possible. There were going to be too many people worried for her and she knew a quite a few who would bring the village down for her safe return.

Sighing a little louder this time, she tried to sit upright and struggle out of her position.

"Fuck this," she muttered, surprised to hear her voice slightly hoarse, she gathered her super strength chakra and was about to bring whatever hell she was trapped in crumbling to the ground.

"I would not do that if I were you, Sa-ku-ra," a familiar silky voice whispered from a distance.

It was as though time stopped, her heart stilled and every pore on her body seemed to open up. Trying to calm herself and silently convincing herself that she was trapped in one of her nightmares, she struggled harder to free herself of her bonds. She gasped out loud when a searing pain seemed to cut right through her abdomen.

"I told you not to do that," the voice dripped all over her like liquid flames.

"What the fuck is happening? And who the fuck are you?" she all but screamed, her head jerking around in failed attempt to see the source of that delicious voice.

Curse this blindfold.

"Ahhh, what a potty mouth you have there," the voice whispered again, this time it felt as though it was right next to her ear, but yet she couldn't feel a presence. "Is that the same mouth that dobe day dreams of kissing? I wonder."

Dobe.

If the voice wasn't enough to give him away, that one word definitely did. Raising her chin defiantly, she refused to show any kind of fear to the likes of him.

"Is this what you've stooped to Sasuke? " she asked, pleased to hear her voice change from its hoarseness to a slightly husky tone. Going to multiple seduction missions would do that to a girl. " Tying up naked, innocent girls and have them at your mercy?"

Sakura could hear him smirking and she longed to slap it off his perfect face. Even with her blindfold on, she knew he was still as perfect as she remembered, if not more.

"You are hardly an innocent girl Sa-ku-ra," he said, looking at the girl from her crown on her pink head to the tips of her toes. " Your body tells me differently. And besides you were always at my mercy, naked or not, bound or not."

Sakura rolled her eyes behind her infernal blindfold and scoffed, "You're as cocky as ever. Why did you block my chakra Sasuke? You have that little faith in me. If you wanted to talk, you should know that I wouldn't run away or try to bring your world down with my fists of fury."

"Though you've only been in my presence for a few minutes Sakura, my cockiness, as you say, seemed to have rubbed off on you," he voice whispered in the shell of her ear causing a delicious tingle to run down her spine. "Besides, I do not wish to talk to you. Never did and never will."

"Then. Let. Me. The. Fuck. Go," she growled slowly and deadly, snapping her face to his direction where she knew he stood.

Sasuke stood back and slowly appraised the girl in front of him. Clearly she was no longer a fan girl and that served on his side quite well. The years had done her well, well indeed. When Suigetsu dragged in her tattered and blood soaked body, he wasn't very keen on the idea of keeping her. But then a cruel little voice at the back of his mind reminded him that she would serve well in a stage of his plan. A plan he was not particularly fond of. Of course, he didn't clean her and treated her wounds, but he was slightly surprised when he heard Suigetsu telling Jugo that the blood she was sporting was not hers. Over the years, he had heard bits and pieces of his ex team mates accomplishments. Though he wasn't shocked that Naruto was now the Hokage of Hidden Leaf, he was surprised when he heard of her legendary strength, said to surpass that of her Sensei, the legendary Sannin herself, Tsunade.

"She's quite a looker aint she," Suigetu had cheekily commented flashing his sharp fangs, after the fifth day when she seemed to be fully healed.

Sasuke had a sudden urge to plummet his watery companion, usually he always had that feeling towards the missing water nin, but this time he knew it was sprouted from a different angle. An angle didn't like at all. Uchiha Sasuke does not get jealous. He is suppose to be devoid of all emotions and he wasn't about to let this pink hair konochi weasel any out of him. Not again.

"Didn't you hear me the first time, fucker?" Sakura's pissed off voice tugged him back to reality. "Let me the fuck go. I have places to be, people to meet."

She amused him, that much he was sure of. She was definitely not the same little fan girl he left back there so many years ago on that stone cold bench. The little annoying girl he knew would never address him in such a bored and yet commanding tone. The fact that she was stark naked seemed to have no effect on her, it was almost as though she was use to flaunting her delicious nakedness, a thought that angered Sasuke immensely.

Sakura was getting really annoyed now. She just wanted to go home. Her inner was screaming at her to realize her situation, she was naked and tied to a bed in the same room with Uchiha Sasuke. But she really didn't care, she would trade her double D's to be out of this situation and just beat the crap out of the traitor. Okay, maybe not her double D's she worked quite hard to go from flat chested to stunningly blessed in that region, but she would definitely trade up a lot to just be any where but here. She had always wondered what it would be like to finally meet back Sasuke after all these years. So, he did try to kill her a few times they met in the past, but according to the rumors, after he killed Itachi he seemed to have found closure. No one knew what really happened, but along with the fall of the Akatsuki and Uchiha Madara, all the hands of Naruto and the allied Shinobi forces, Sasuke seemed to have dropped off the face of the earth. Infact, several rumors were circulating that he had committed suicide. But Sakura and Naruto knew that the dark haired man was anything but suicidal. So imagine her surprise to be in his presence right now. But screw all of this, she really didn't care for Sasuke anymore. She had moved right on and did not look back on him and she was serious when she said she had places to go and people to see.

"Ahhh but you see dear Sakura I can't let you go just yet," Sasuke's voice seemed to be coming from all directions, " I have looked after you for almost a week now. Are you not going to repay me?"

Sakura snorted quite unladylike but she didn't care, Hinata wasn't here to scold her on her lady etiquette, " I don't believe that bull Sasuke. You don't take care of anyone but yourself. I'll repay you henchmen, the ones that really did take care of me."

" Hn. Well it was on my order that they took care of you and not kill you, which was actually they're first choice," Sasuke said smoothly, curling a fistful of long pink locks and tugging slightly on them, silently awing at its softness and silkiness.

For one week, he looked at her from far, not venturing close enough to even breathe in her scent. "Your hair is long now Sa-ku-ra. I wonder what inspired you to grow it out."

Her long pink locks flowed all the way down to her back, the ends of it teasingly hug over her well curved ass. She was beginning to regret not going for that hair cut with Ino, now Sasuke was going to think that she grew it out for him. His cocky tone was quite enough to imply that's exactly what the S.O.B thought.

"Naruto kun likes my hair long. He enjoys pulling on it," she goaded, a smirk gracing her lips.

Snapping her head back with a quick jerk of her hair around his fist, he was pleased to hear her groan as he tightened his hold on her soft, silky hair.

"Wrong answer," he hissed, as his tongue snaked out and licked the inviting column of her long creamy neck.

He didn't know what infuriated him more. Sakura boldly adding that loving suffix that was once his to the end of that blonde idiot's name or that she was implying that the Hokage and her were more than friends. Biting her lips and praying that the moan she was suppressing would not betray her, she rolled her eyes back behind the blindfold as Sasuke continued his sinful ministrations with his lips on her neck. Back in her fan girling days, she would have given anything for him to even glance in her direction, much less touch her with those sinful lips of his.

Smirking, the Uchiha bit down on a particular spot on the little pinkette's neck where her pulse seemed to be jumping out to get his attention. His smirk widened when he heard the konochi let out a long shuddering moan.

"Enjoying yourself, Sa-ku-ra?" with each syllable of her name he added a brutal bite to the creamy expanse of her neck, no doubt marring her perfect skin.

Snapping out of her riverie, Sakura pulled herself harshly away from him, and to her horror her entire body seemed to scream in protest as she separated herself from his warmth and his scent that was well, Sasuke. He smelled of sin and sex and danger. He was like walking sex, she decided silently.

"Don't flatter yourself Emo," she lashed out, trying to wiggle free of her bonds,

" I've had better."

The retort and anger died on his lips when his entire body seemed to freeze up and his sharingan started to spin wildly as he gazed on the temptress in front of him. The wiggling action that she was so innocently doing was causing her bountiful breasts to bounce up and down. Up and down. Up and down. For a while those were the only two words in Sasuke's vocabulary as he continued to stare and memorize each movement of her delightful body.

Feeling his stare on her, Sakura suddenly ceased all movement. The little pervert, her inner hissed.

"See something you like, Uchiha?" she asked, her head cocked slightly to the side and her smirk mirroring his.

Sakura was so full of surprises, he never knew she was even capable of smirking, much less so seductively. Sakura knew what he wanted. And if she wanted to get out of there alive and go back to her life in Konoha, she was willing to give him what he wanted. The sooner she gets this over with the better. Tsunade had warned her a few years ago to be careful if she was to ever cross paths with the raven hair Uchiha to be wary of him. She of course stupidly questioned the Sannin, only to be rewarded with a blank look.

"Really? You've been hanging out with that ramen eating idiot too much, you're getting slow like him," Tsunade scolded as Sakura's emerald eyes dropped to the ground in embarrassment. " I think you're old enough to know what sex is, ne?"

"Tsunade sama! Of course," she'd answered quickly, a blush covering her cheeks.

"Sasuke was always picky. And my sources have not reported anything of him attempting to rebuild his clan. And when that time comes, he will want a strong konochi like yourself. I'm quite sure not only has he heard about your incredible strength, but also of your legendary beauty."

Her sensei's words seem to ring like annoying school bells in her head and she violently tried to shake it out. She didn't particularly believe the busty blonde's words back then, but now she couldn't believe she was actually just a breath away from Sasuke. And her nakedness and position is a damn clear message of what his intentions are. If Sakura was not promised to another, she wouldn't have second thoughts about this. But if this is the only way she could return home and go ahead with her planned life, then she was sure that she'll be forgiven.

"Ok, here's the deal Sasuke, since you're not man enough to do anything and you'll just keep talking in fucking riddles, I'm gonna help you out here. Kami knows you need it. I'm sure you still a virgin and all," Sakura said, her face dead panned and serious. "So how bout we stop this pussy ass chit chat and you fuck me and get it over with, so that I can go back to my fab life, ne."

If that wretched blindfold wasn't on her, she would have seen Sasuke's utterly shocked expression on his perfect features and she would have also seen the look switch to a molten deadly look. Who did this little bitch think she was? Talking to him like that. He counted at least four direct insults against him in her little speech there. He was going to teach this konochi her place and he was going to enjoy every single second of doing it. Sharingan swirling in its black and red abyss, Sasuke slowly advanced on his captor like that of a dangerous predator closing in on his helpless prey. But in this case, his prey had a mouth like look like sin itself and he was going to enjoy toying with it until it screamed his name over and over and over again. Feeling the sudden sagging weight on the bed, Sakura got the chilling feeling that her big mouth had just landed her in some serious shit.

Hehehehehehehe….evil aren't I? I purposely left out the lemon here just so that you, my beloved pervs, could go…omg you *itch! Lol pllzz read and review and I'll welcome all ideas and suggestions as to how the lemon will go. I have a pretty good outlook on it, but I love you guys so plz read and review *smiless like a retard* Thanks a bunch!