"Yeah..." she replied.  "It sounds like a pretty cool party.  A lot of people are supposed to be there and by looking at the activities that were on the invitation I wouldn't miss it for anything."

Hinata then looked to her side where Sakura sat at and noticed that she was frowning slightly.  Just as the thought of asking her what's the problem entered her mind Sakura spoke.

"What I don't understand is that everyone had their invitations a week ago but she holds mine until three days before it happens."  She then turned to Darrell and continued.  "Did you get yours last week, too?"

Darrell only nodded.

"So why didn't you tell me about it?"

Darrell’s eyes softened.  "Uh... because my invite said not to tell you about it..."

"Huh?" Sakura immediately gave him a puzzled look before looking at Hinata.  "You too, Hina?"

"Well... yeah," the Taiyo girl replied matter-of-factly.  "It specifically said 'Friends and associates of Kasugano Sakura, please do not share this information with her.  I would like to personally give her her invitation.  Thank you for your cooperation'"

Geez...  She's going a bit overboard, isn't she... Sakura thought while expressing her feeling in her slightly ticked off face.  Hinata, sensing something, immediately went defensive.

"Hey, I only followed what the invite said..."

The cherry blossom girl immediately shrugged it off.  "Oh, it's nothing...  I just feel as if she was trying to hold a birthday party for me or something with all this secret planning and everyone knowing about it but me... but I'm not going to worry about it."

"That's cool," Darrell said right afterwards.  "I mean, it's just a party, right?  A fancy party, yes, but to me it's just a party."

Sakura paused a bit, collecting her thoughts.  It might just be another party... that seemed to have her as the main focus.  That's not an ordinary party by the way it sounded, but didn't she say that she'd stop worrying about it?  She did.  Forcing herself to push out those 'worries' Sakura decided to switch up her conversation focus.

"Hina?  When was the last time you saw Natsu?"

Hinata smirked.  Natsu was the volleyball captain of Gorin High, the high school of Tokyo that focused on sports and a close friend of both Sakura and Hinata.  Being as tall as she was and smart as well as athletic, it wasn't hard for anyone to not notice her.  "I met her a few weeks ago and hung out but other than that I haven't seen or heard from her.  She must be getting acquainted with Shoma."

Darrell instantly rolled his eyes, which neither of the girls saw.  He never was a fan of Gorin's rising baseball star's anger management problem, which led to more than enough confrontations between them.  Although he was impressed with his skill, he had little tolerance to that little trait...

Darrell grabbed the remote from the table and decided to channel-surf.  For the next 4 hours or so the group chatted, ate dinner (that Darrell made personally), and ultimately had a good time.  They even decided to set up a training date the day after Karin's party and possible watch a movie that same day.  It really wasn't much of a big get-together... but things got more excited when it was time for Hinata to leave...

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"All right, you two," Hinata called out as she grabbed the front doorknob and opened the door.  "I'll see you guys later."

"Okay," Sakura replied as she came from behind to close the door after her.  "I'll try to give you a ring when I get a chance tomorrow."

Hinata nodded, said her goodbye, and turned towards the street to walk home before it got too dark outside.  As Sakura watched her walk to the halfway point she suddenly remembered something...

"Hina!" she called, stopping the Taiyo girl and making her turn around.

"Yes?"

"I thought you said that you had something to tell me, right?"

In a flash Hinata remembered what was bothering her earlier that day... and considered going back to say it, but a thought appeared in her head.

What would she think?  I don't think she'd want to hear about my strange problems...

"Don't worry about it," she said instead.  "I'll see ya later!"

Sakura just managed to say goodbye as Hinata ran off towards home and then closed the door behind her.  Outside, however, Hinata stopped next door, staring into the pavement below her and listening to Sakura's door shutting.  For some reason she stopped, something just appearing into her mind...

Where are you going, Hinata?  Don't you want me to do this...?

Her eyes grew wide.  It had to be a quote from one of her dreams that haunted her for the past two weeks... but who was saying it?  The voice still wasn't clear enough for her to understand where it came from.  After pondering it for a few more moments she found herself looking up towards the top of Sakura and Darrell's home, a few of the lights on and shining through the window.  Somehow... her instincts were telling her to head back...

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"No, no, no, no, no...  You've got it ALL wrong, Shishio.  It's the second folder to the left...  It's labeled...  You got it?  Yeah.  That's it.  All the data you need is in that folder. Double-click it... and look for SJ03...  That's what you're looking for."

In the master bedroom Darrell was sitting on the king-sized bed, on the phone with one of his friends and coworkers, walking him through a procedure for his new laptop.  Recently Darrell managed to start a job at a computer software and hardware dealership and he was quickly getting respect among the workers there.  It was a job that he loved, but being bothered at around 6 P.M. when he's supposed to unwind wasn't a good thing to him.  He twirled the cord of the phone around his finger and looked up to the ceiling as he spoke again.

"You saved it...?  Good, good.  Now just print it out and you should be good to go for your Monday paper...  No, you don't need to pay me...  I'm just glad you came to me for help.  Yeah...  Talk to you later...  Sayonara."

He then hung up the phone and lay back on the bed, exhaling deeply.  Lazily he lifted up his right index finger and looked at it... then focused his ki energy onto it.  Quickly a small flame appeared and he waved it around a bit.

Man... what was this surprise that Sakura was talking about?  She was so excited about it when she told me about it 20 minutes ago...

Darrell then used his left hand to scratch his short black hair, which he let grow out to resemble a bit of an anime look.  Not wanting to totally bore himself he put his mind on other things... like how his mother was doing back in America.  As he lost himself in his thoughts the bedroom door opened softly but not enough for him to notice.  He instead rolled over fully onto the bed and faced the wall opposite of the bedroom door and looked at the darkness outside via the window.  Stealthfully a figure entered the room, hugging the wall and shuffling it feet along the carpet, trying not to draw the African's attention.  It paused as it got to the foot of the bed, where it managed to get a full body view of its target.  Darrell had on a pair of shorts. some socks and a designer t-shirt to adapt to the hot Tokyo humidity during the day, even though it was cooler at night and the room's air conditioning was running close to full blast.

A smirk appeared on the figure's face, glad that he didn't notice it's presence in the room.  It seemed as if he was totally lost in thought as the little flame he held up whipped around in the breeze created by the air conditioner.  The stalker then decided to move closer, pressing its knee on the side of the bed gently.  Still no response from Darrell.

I think it's time that I let myself known...

It then fully kneeled onto the bed, hands to its sides, and leaned over Darrell's body, its face right at his ear.

"Hello..." its soft feminine voice made its way into his ear, making him snap out of his daze and make his flame dwindle.  He then spun his head around and found out who was looming over him.

"Sakura?"

Sakura's smile widened.  "The one and only, silly..."

Collecting his thoughts Darrell turned his body to face her and observe her body, which was mostly covered by her blue nightgown.  He could do anything else Sakura cut him off.

"I saw you conducting business with your work buddies.  Anything totally important?"

Darrell shook his head, knowing that wasn't the reason why Sakura wanted to start speaking.

"Well... I'm guessing that you've got something planned by the look in your eyes...  You want to share?"

Sakura's grin grew slightly.  "Of course, my little chocolate bar...  By the time the night's over you're going to be more than that...  Think more of a chocolate cake with icing on it... and strawberries on top."

Sakura couldn't help giggling at the smile and blush that Darrell gave in response to her words.  She always knew that using his petname would get him into that mode.  To her it was so cute to see him like that.  It never failed to get her to smile.

"Now then," she said in a purring voice, running her right hand down the clothed side of her partner, "before you make the cake, you got to get the stage set up...  In this case..."

Then she brought herself forward and kissed Darrell on the lips.  Unlike normal kisses that usually are usually a peck on the lips, or even more caring kisses that last a bit longer, this kiss was filled with much more fire and passion; each and every ounce of it being delivered back by Darrell.  It even grew more in passion as Darrell wrapped his arms around Sakura and brought their bodies close.  The two found their tongues dancing in their mouths, making moans escape their throats.  This kiss lasted only for about a minute even though it seemed to last a lot longer.  Sakura had to use a lot of her will power to escape Darrell's loving clutches.  She had a lot of things to cover tonight...

"That was to make sure the table was set..." Sakura breathed heavily as she eyed her lover’s body.  "Looks like it's ready to start..."

Darrell kept silent as she continued.  "First, we don't want the tablecloth to get messy, so it has to be removed..."

Sakura then touched the fabric on Darrell's t-shirt, then held it and tugged, signaling Darrell to take it off.  Darrell didn't need to be told twice.  He lifted his arms up and Sakura swiftly removed the piece of clothing from his body and threw it to the floor, leaving him half-naked.  She then took a moment to drag her fingers along his stomach in a circular motion, resulting in Darrell letting out a small giggle of ticklishness.

Sakura's hand then rested onto the pair of shorts that basically saved him from getting fully nude.  Grabbing it from the sides she then slowly but surly tugged it off, also discarding it to be forgotten.  She was rewarded with the site of Darrell's manhood, which, unlike 2 years ago, didn't need too much provoking to heed the call of duty.  It was awake and by the looks of it, hungry.

"Now... that that's out of the way... it's time to get started with the cake..."

Sakura pulled herself away to open the headboard compartment of the bed that held a separate holding area.  Inside were several ingredients that would aid her in her baking procedures.  Her first choice was a small basket full of strawberries, both her and Darrell's favorite fruit.  She put it next to her lover's head and picked one, holding it in front of Darrell's eyes.

"We now start on adding the things that make chocolate cake so delicious," Sakura purred in a seductive voice, hovering the strawberry right in front of his eyes.  However, before she could carry the moment further Darrell stopped her.

"Oh, but Sakura..." he began in a childish voice.  "We can't start making the cake yet..."

Sakura blinked, confused.  "What do you mean?"

Darrell smiled as he reached up and tugged at her blue nightgown.  "I don't think the chef is properly dressed for such an occasion..."

Both lovers immediately smiled big, getting the idea across.  "Oh, so you mean I need to get into my cooking uniform, right?" Sakura asked in a playful voice.

"Uh-huh..." was Darrell's child-like response.  Sakura giggled.

"Okay, I think I'll do that then..."

Sakura then used her free hand to remove the article of clothing from her body and toss it aside to the floor, leaving her in her red bra and panties... or what seemed like her bra and panties...  Darrell noticed it too.

"Ohhh... but it seems as if the chef is a cake herself...  Strawberry shortcake, I believe..."

What he was referring to was that the underwear she had on wasn't normal...   It was really edible.  Sakura blushed.

"Aww... you found out my secret... but no matter.  It's not going to ruin our fun now, is it?"

"No way... but I think this double layered cake needs something..."

Reaching above him, Darrell went into the compartment and pulled out a can of whipped cream, shaking it slightly.

"This cake's missing the icing..." he ended as he aimed the can right into Sakura's mouth, which was welcoming it, and sprayed.  The cream came out fast, quickly filling Sakura's mouth, but of course she didn't swallow.  Darrell then aimed the can into his own mouth and also filled himself with the whipped cream.  Once he stopped Sakura took over, pointing at the strawberry that was in her hand and then into Darrell's mouth, then hers.  Darrell nodded, both not able to talk, and Sakura once again got close, the two of them nibbling at the strawberry and eating the whipped cream from the other's mouths at the same time.

It took a while for them to finish, ending with another passionate kiss once the food was all gone.  They broke it, breathing heavily as Darrell spoke.

"Now...  I think those toppings on my strawberry cake will be next...  May I?"

"Of course," Sakura gave the go ahead and laid back, letting Darrell get on top and view her firm and feminine body.  Grinning, he got his can of whipped cream ready and aimed at the edible bra, making sure that he got a majority of both breast covered.  He then aimed at her bellybutton, leaving a dot there.  He then started to move farther down south but Sakura stopped him.

"No, Darrell...  Not there.  I have that spot saved for something different..."

"Okay, my big cherry blossom..." Darrell acknowledged as he put the can aside and made himself busy eating away at the bra.  It was strawberry-flavored and the whipped cream added a better level of flavor.  As he slowly did his job, Sakura was savoring it all, pleasure slowly settling in on her.  She moaned as Darrell eventually made his way to her bare breasts, where he put his mouth on one erect nipple and sucked.  That was when her moans grew in volume a bit.  Then that sucking turned to light biting, once again making Sakura slowly squirm under Darrell in enjoyment.

Darrell repeated this process on the other breast, not wanting to leave that one alone and Sakura was encouraging him to take his time and make it last.  He did, giving the right breast just as much love and attention as the left but eventually it was time to cover more ground, not that that was a bad thing.

"Aww..." Darrell pouted when he let up.  "I think I ate all the toppings... but I think there's a lot more left..."

Next on Darrell's "Sakura strawberry shortcake" was the little dot that he left on her bellybutton, which he let his tongue lap at lightly and ring inside, making Sakura squeal.  All this attention was really turning her on more each and every second.  She wanted more and she would eventually get it, but she didn't want her meal to get away from her...  When Darrell was done playing with her, Sakura switched positions.  It was now time to get to the main course...

Grasping the can of whipped cream Sakura aimed it onto the tip of Darrell's dick and sprayed there.  The feeling itself was a bit awkward to Darrell, but that feeling was soon replaced by Sakura's tongue lapping at his manhood, which definitely didn't feel awkward.

"Mmmmmm....   S...Saakk... ura..." he found himself gasping as Sakura continued by placing her full mouth onto him dick and began sucking pleasantly; the pleasure coming at such a rate that Darrell felt as if he'd burst right then and there.

"S... S... Saaa...kurrra...  I... I think.... I think I.... Iiiiiiiiiiii....!"

And just before that could happen Sakura stopped, leaving Darrell feeling disappointed.  He wanted to release badly, but Sakura wouldn't let him...

"Don't worry..." she quickly reassured.  "I want you to release, but I don't want you to do it without me..."

Darrell nodded slowly as he eyed Sakura reach into the basket and pull out another strawberry.  This time this one didn't have the leaves on the edge.  This one was clean.  Sakura then slowly lay down, placing the fruit right between her legs and at the entrance to her pussy.

"I think you know what to do..." she whispered and sure enough she was right.  Darrell took his position, his head right in-between Sakura's legs, eyeing the fruit directly.  He then moved in... and slowly bit into it, making his way to his destination...  Both were anticipating the moment when Darrell would break through... and his tongue would meet Sakura's wet pussy and start eating her out... and within a few moments he did.

"Ohhhhhh..." the cherry blossom girl sighed in ecstasy as her lover steadily and gently lapped at her clit.  It was perfect, Darrell hitting every point that would make Sakura literally lose her mind.  It seemed to last forever to her as pleasure made it's presence known to her.  For some odd reason Darrell was exceptionally good on his end...

"Aaaahh.... Aaaahhhhh...!!  Yes!  That...  that feels so...!"

She, too, just like Darrell, was about to reach her enormous orgasm but just as she thought that time would arrive Darrell stopped.  Although she knew that would happen, she still felt a bit disappointed herself.

"Now I think it's time to get to the moment we've been waiting for..." Darrell sighed as hovered on top of Sakura's nude and slightly messy body.

"I think so, too..." Sakura reassured and on cue Darrell inserted his manhood into Sakura's womanhood, the tight feeling soon feeling comfortable after a moment.

"Are you ready for this?" Darrell teased.  Sakura nodded and Darrell began to slowly move his manhood up and down like a plunger.  Sakura herself took the time to also move her hips so that halfway their sacred parts would meet halfway.  At first the contact was soft... but they both soon increased their tempo, both gasping, grunting, moaning, and yelping as the areas of their bodies that made them who they were met in the process of making sex.  Pleasure swept through their bodies as they both found themselves wearing out.  They kept going still, cncouraging and yelling out the other's name, sensing the climax being sooo close to approaching...

"S..... SA....AAAAKUUURAA!!!"

"D....DAARRRRRELLLL!!!"

And then the moment arouse.  The two reached orgasm and released simultaneously, their whole bodies shaking in the aftermath of what they caused.  Darrell then collapsed onto Sakura, their stomachs pressing hard against one another as they struggled to recapture their breath.

"That.... was as awesome... as I thought it would be..." Sakura finally commented when she found the energy to talk.

"Yeah...  The... best yet..." Darrell added.  "You enjoy yourself...?"

Sakura nodded lightly as they looked into the others eyes and brushed off the sweat and hair from their faces.  Sakura then found herself giggling.

"You know... we should do that more often...  I love expressing my love for you like this..."

"Me too, Sakura...  Me, too...  Want some strawberries?"

"Yes..."

As the two began to feed each other strawberries, they didn't notice that outside, on the branch of the tree outside of their window, Hinata was perched outside.  She had seen the whole ordeal from start to finish and was astonished.

I can't believe that they actually did all that...  That... looked incredible...  Just by watching them I grew excited...

Ignoring her conscience that said to leave the two to their business, Hinata had followed her sub-conscience that led her to staying at the house and find out why she had that sudden quote run through her mind.

Where are you going, Hinata?  Don't you want me to do this...?

Was I dreaming...? she thought as she looked on a bit more.  No.  I know that I heard that before... but does... it have to deal with one of those two...?  My best friends?  I don't understand...

After a while both Darrell and Sakura went to sleep in each other's arms and Hinata took her cue to drop down to the ground below and rush home.  It was running on 8:00 and she wasn't home yet.  When she slipped into bed later that night, she couldn't help but wonder what that all meant... but as she grew groggy her mind wandered...  She found herself touching her pantied area and playing shortly there, which grew excited during the makeout her friends had... and just as she met slumber... she imagined someone else doing it to her...  However, before she could picture the appearance, she fell into a peaceful sleep.