Disclaimer: We do not own Naruto, just here for the fun of writing about our favorite pairing.

Summary: Freshly out of college, at the age of 21, two best friends decide to move in together, in an effort to save money and continue to see each other, after all, they are best friends. But their friendship is tested and their boundaries are breeched, when Sakura asks Sasuke for a favor.

Pairing: Sasuke and Sakura

Rating: T+ , chapters 6 and up are rated M

Roommates

By Tikanis and DreamDevourer

Chapter One
Slightly over their heads

"Hmm, no I don't like it there, move the sofa slightly to the left."

"Sakura, I swear to God, if you ask me to move this slightly to any place again, I will throw it out the window," her roommate growled with irritation.

Sakura couldn't help but giggle. Here she was, moving in with her best friend, she couldn't be happier! But of course, he wasn't having that much fun taking orders from her. She couldn't really blame him, since he had been carrying and moving around all the heavier furniture, while she fussed about where they should be perfectly placed. She had him move the burgundy colored sofa six times already. She should probably give him a break, but then again, she did love to tease him.

"Hmm…well, I think, it looked better where we had it in the beginning," she said while rubbing her chin, as if in deep thought. "Or maybe, if you move it slightly-"

"Okay, that's it!" Sasuke let go of the sofa and swiftly made his way to her.

Sakura shrieked when he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder. "Sasuke! Put me down, put me down!" She demanded as she pounded on his back.

"Well, I think I like you better slightly out of this room," he said with clear annoyance.

Sakura started laughing. "Oh don't be so sour, Sasuke, I just want it to be perfect."

"Ah, I think this room would look quite a perfection without you in it." It was his turn to have fun.

"Sasuke!" Sakura pounded on his back again. He was going to throw her out the window. Well, she knew he really wasn't. He was only going to scare her, payback for the sofa incident. "You know I hate heights! Please, Sasuke!" She struggled in his arms.

With a grin on his face, Sasuke tightened his hold on her, opening the window with his free hand.

The cool night breeze sent chills up her spine. Ah, great. This is what she gets for trying to have some fun. She felt him shift her, and suddenly, she was seated on the window pane. Goosebumps covered every inch of her body from the cold contact.

"Sasuke Uchiha, don't you dare!" Sakura warned. She kept her hands tightly wrapped around his neck.

He had a devilish look painted on his face as he leaned forward, placing his hands on either side of her, just barely touching her hips. "Tell me that we are done moving all this crap around, and I won't hang you out this window."

There goes that irritated look again. He must be very tired of having her nag him all day today about where every furniture piece should go. Sakura sighed, but a twinkle of mischief appeared on her face. As much as Sasuke threatened her on day to day basis, he never pulled through with any of them. And this by far, was the lamest of his threats. As if he would actually hang her out a window. Sakura did enjoy seeing him all riled up though.

"But, muffin, I really think that sofa will look great if you move it sli—ahhhh"

She didn't get to finish her statement. In an instant, he grabbed onto her waist, and leaned her backwards.

"Oh my god! Sasuke!" Sakura screeched as her head was tilted out the window. "Oh my god, oh my god, put me down!"

Sasuke did think he took it a little too far, but she did purposely drive him insane half the day. And to think that moving in together after just finishing college was a great idea. Well, he finished four years; Sakura was still studying for med school.

This roommate thing was supposed to be a money-saving idea, not to mention that they've been together since elementary school, so how could they possibly separate from each other now, when they were best friends? Moving in together was a way to keep their bank accounts somewhat decently full while, at the same time, keep their friendship intact.

He didn't know what he would do without her, she kept him sane, and he was sure it was the same with her; otherwise, she wouldn't be here with him, half hanging out the window. He grinned. Then again, her best-girl friend, the Ino-chick, did move in with her boyfriend, so Sakura didn't really have much of a choice, but Sasuke liked to think that she needed him in his life as much as he needed her.

"Sasuke!"

He snapped out of his thoughts. "Agree that I'm done moving things around for you." He shook her a little to scare her.

Sakura had her eyes closed. Damn him, she thought. How unfair that he had more physical strength than her. She wished she could hang him out the window, and see how well he liked that!

"Sasuke, the neighbors are going to hear my screaming and will call the cops! So you better put me down!" And damn her stubbornness, no matter her fear of heights, she had a guilty pleasure of winning the little games they played with each other.

He shook her one more time, causing her to shriek and yell his name again. "Sweetheart, with the way you're yelling my name, they're gonna think you're having the time of your life," he ended his statement with a flashy grin and a wink.

"That was so wrong, you perv!" Sakura laughed, hoping her laughter would distract from her flushed cheeks.

And then an idea occurred. "But you're right, sweetheart," Sakura said the word in the sexiest way possible. "They probably do think that, I mean look at us. My arms wrapped around your neck, and my legs around your waist."

Sasuke looked at her with a tad bit of discomfort. He hadn't paid any mind to how they were actually positioned.

"With those strong arms of yours around my midsection…," she continued, breaking his concentration. "…almost touching my breasts. I must say, I always wanted to be fucked on the windowpane so all the neighbors could see us."

That was it, his attention was completely diverted from her, and his hold loosened. Sakura took this chance to shove him backwards.

Taken by surprise, Sasuke lost his footing and landed on his bottom, with Sakura on his lap.

"You're a fucking tease, Sakura," he muttered, closing his eyes. The girl sure did have her way with words. For a second there, he did think about how it would feel like having her right there and then. But that thought went away quickly. She was his best friend, he would never ruin that relationship.

He felt her hands on either side of his face, and then a quick peck was placed on his lips. It was so quick, that he didn't even have time to react to it.

"I win again!" she said playfully and got off him. "I'm gonna make us some dinner, what are you in the mood for, muffin?"

I'm in a mood to fuck your brains out, he thought, a little immaturely. Of course, he would never say that to her, especially not in that wording.

"A sandwich will do," he grumbled, his eyes still closed. He heard her light steps on the wooden floor as she walked away. "And stop calling me muffin! You're so annoying!" He yelled. God, sometimes she could get on his nerves. What the hell did she think he was made of? Steele? There was only so much self control he had. It never bothered him when he was young. Even throughout high school, he didn't think much of her other than her being his best friend.

Until senior prom, that is.

Damn that dress she wore. Typically, she had worn jeans and normal t-shirts throughout high school, with her hair always in a ponytail. She had little taste for fashion. Guys rarely took notice of her, which he didn't mind at all. He probably would've wrungtheir necks if they did notice though. But that night, she had worn a green gown that he would never forget. It had shown her luscious curves and a nice chunk of her cleavage. He blamed Ino for choosing that dress for her.

He had spent a good part of that night making sure no guy approached her, and the other part he spent trying to talk himself out of professing some sort of newly-deep-found love for her. Or rather, lust. He danced the last dance with her. She had looked stunning, with her long hair in soft curls, and her cherry colored lips. Had the music not have stopped on time, and had the DJ not pronounce the dance to be over, he would've kissed her. Making the biggest mistake in his life.

Sometimes, guys really did think with their dicks only. A good thing he got over it real fast, otherwise he wouldn't have her friendship. She was what kept him going in life, always there to support and encourage him. The next day, she had gone back to her normal jeans and t-shirt look, and his fantasy thoughts of her were locked away with wherever she had put away her dress. Probably in a box, in a closet, never to be opened again.

That was four years ago, and their college years were a lot simpler. She had classes all day, as did he. They would always hangout with their group of friends. She was safe away from him. That was until last month, when she came up with this idea that they should room together.

It was an efficient idea to save money and to stick together, as they've always done.

But now, seeing how real the idea was becoming, Sasuke began to wonder just how well they could manage to live with each other. It was one thing to live in two different houses, a few blocks apart, and be best friends, and a totally different thing to live in one apartment, in two different rooms, only a few feet away, and still be friends.

What if she started parading around in just a towel?

He had caught her doing that in her dorm when he had visited her one time, and he had to avoid her for a week in order to get over that image.

How was he going to avoid her in this small apartment?

Damn, why had he agreed to this?

Fuck it, they were both way in over their heads.

One thing was for sure though, rules must be established.

With that thought in mind, he got up and walked to the kitchen.