“Naruto, give Sakura a message for me. Tell her, I’m sorry for everything.” And with that, the Uchiha disappeared, leaving his best friends’ clone sitting at the edge of the rock, alone, not wanting to hear the blonde’s answer.
His own guilt was now enough to tug on his heartstrings, he did not need more hurt added to the mess. Sasuke tried to stop his thoughts, bud vivid images were already being flashed in front of his sole red eye.
His wife Sakura, with messy pink hair and flushed cheeks accepting his improvised proposal after a day of hard manual work on a new bridge outside the villiage during their travels. Sasuke always wished he would’ve done something more romantic to please her ever giving heart, but Sakura assured him he was all she wanted.
Flash.
The same woman, now ponytail slightly longer but eyes filled with the never ending love at a small chapel in the middle of the woods where they were bound by marriage. Sasuke always believed she deserved better, a proper ceremony attended by family and friends, but she kissed his forhead when they were tangled up in sheets and told him not to worry, that she was bursting with happiness right now and didn’t need anything else.
Flash.
Sakura Uchiha covered in sweat and with tears welling up in her eyes, tiredly but proudly presenting him their firstborn daughter. And then, the baby’s face, all red and crumpled but masmerazing notherless. Sarada’s little fluff of black hair as he stroked her head, too gentle and afraid that this beautiful creature will disappear if he touches too hard. Then his attention turned back to Sakura as he thanked her with tears starting to blurr his vision. They all cried that day, Sasuke remembers.
Flash.
He refused to see more. The rest were the first two years of their simple family life, with him raising money by short missions, Sakura working only part-time at the hospital and Sarada being the center of their universe, where everything revolved around her like the planets do around the sun. It was painful to recall, because little did he know at that time, that few weeks after their baby took her first steps, he will be searching one of these revolving planets for answers.
As he was parting with his family, Sarada did not understand yet. She was used to seeing him leave. But she was not yet familiar with the shaking voice of her mama when she bid papa farewell. Sasuke remembers giving his family the strongest, tightest hug, still not to crush their little baby bean between them but still powerful enough to imprint Sakura’s scent on his clothes and into his mind. Then, he released them, kissed his wife one last time on the lips and turned his back to them, running as fast as possible to shorten the angst of parting for the both of them. Sasuke remembers, oh how he remembers when his tears mixed with Sakura’s at the collar of his cloak. He did not bother to wipe them away, as the wind surrounding him would do so sooner or later anyway.
Sasuke was glad he was able to get away from Naruto so fast, as staying near reminder of what awaits him bavk in the villiage would only prolong his inner agony. Feeling his left cheek hot with tear once again, he didn’t try to get rid of the materilized sadness. After checking the surroundings, Sasuke sat down on the foreign ground in the another world with face resting in hands. And he was grateful to his beloved wife once more, for teaching him that tears were nothing to be ashamed of, especially when shed for his loved ones.
Gritting his teeth, he longed to see his family again. Aadly, for now, faith had different plans.
Sasuke silently cursed the rain and its inopportune timing.
They were two hours away from the next village and were forced to take shelter
from the rain in a nearby cave. Cave wasn’t what he would call it either, there
was barely any room, not enough space so he could walk away to avoid a very
awkward conversation.
“That kiss…” Sakura starts, no hint of nervousness on her
voice. “it was a mistake.” She finished and Sasuke turned to stare at her.
“What?” He asked not knowing exactly how to reply to her words.
“We were drunk, and I don’t want you to think I take it as
anything more than what it was.” He’s about to open his mouth to object, this
isn’t how he expected the conversation to go. The old him would have rejoiced
in her dismissal, this him, was somewhat hurt. “We aren’t ready.” She spoke
before he could say anything.
There was nothing he could say then. He knew he wanted a
life with her, he knew she wanted a life with him. When he looked toward the
future the only things that were certain were Sakura and Naruto, the rest was
blurry and unprecise. His sins were still heavy on his shoulders.
When he opened his mouth again to speak, to tell her she was
wrong. They were ready, he was ready.
He couldn’t, the words wouldn’t come out. He was afraid, still afraid of
opening himself to love, of losing it again.
(because i relish at the idea of actually answering some of my requests but no where near as much as participating in the month dedicated to my favorite naruto couple. also this won’t be super graphic cuz that just ain’t me.)
type: prompt >> ssmonth2017 day 12: lights out, words gone [ sasusaku ] summary: would
hesitation stifle the fires or would they give in to the heated hunger
together? word count: 2,627 rating: M
she stood, leaning the smallest bit of her weight on the
strong, thick tree to her side. pink eyelashes blinking unhurried as they
watched the sun, beckoning the lines of light farther and farther away, cast
elongated shadows through the woods that surrounded her. as the sunset started
it’s descent downward behind the peaks of hills stretching the span of land
miles away, it produced flecks of deepened pinks and oranges as seconds ticked
on.
her green orbs reflecting a work of art made from the canvas
in the sky, breath coming out in a content sigh at the realization that moments
like this weren’t as rare as before, they had become something of a ritual for
her.
over the many months of traveling sakura had found her very own type of peace by fully embracing these quiet times—these little things. she
realized this could only have started the day her feet walked pass the gates of
their village and out into the unknown alongside a boy whom her heart’s deepest
desire was to know, know, and know more.
a soft gust of wind rustled the leaves in the tree above her,
bringing with it the fresh smell of rain. inhaling deeply and closing her eyes
tight, she searched for a sign and noted it after a moment, if ever so slightly
present: that faint earthy scent that carried a tiny bit of something musky,
something all him.
since the stops at villages, and especially inns, were not
predictable, sakura had started to wash all the clothes together. at first he
had objected, as expected when someone as reserved as sasuke is being presented
with the idea of someone washing his intimates, but eventually he realized the
resourcefulness and gave in.
another
small step, she thought.
now standing far enough in the woods and away from the inn they
had stopped at she could still catch his familiar scent on her own loose shirt,
edge waving gently around her waist as the wind started to pick up.
she cast her gaze back to the sunset, seeing the moments that
had passed brought forth a calming purple that blended effortlessly into the darkening
blue of the remaining sky. certainly stars would normally permeate every inch
of the vast view above but clouds were moving in quickly and she could sense
the change in temperature as goose bumps prickled over her arms.
if she held her breath, taking away the only noticeable sound
filling the dense quiet of these forest floors, sakura could catch the light
thrumming of rain off in the distance, slowly making it’s approach to where she
stood motionless, entranced by the view above her.
only fleetingly did it cross her mind that the rain might reach
her if she did not start making her way back to the inn.
and rain, rain it did. while the night sky fully immersed itself
in hues of the darkest blues, welcoming night, that far-off noise of rain finally came down in
what felt like blankets to her ivory skin, promising to soak her to the bone
even with the coverage of branches.
once she turned, her body ran on it’s own accord, rather recklessly,
back toward the safety and warmth of the inn, no longer held down by the wonder
of the long gone sunset.
she could not see very much in front of her through the sheets
of water. as she ran, splashing along the mossy grounds, she haphazardly slung
pieces of hair that had plastered itself to her face behind her ears, keeping
her hands up and over her eyes, hoping to allow for better vision.
still, her delayed reactions to everything kept her from attempting
to focus in on what stood in the middle of the path she now ran down.
instantly she came crashing into a solid form, all of the breath
she held within almost knocked out of her. she didn’t have the time to stop
herself from falling back yet wondered at the warmth exuded by the strong arm
that caught her and pulled her back under the protection of something.
blinking hard and wiping at the moisture on her face, she found that
she had run into sasuke. he stood, arm extended out to provide shelter for her
under his cloak, dark eyes holding the slightest proof that he was amused.
“it has started to rain,” he informed with that same mischievous
quirk that she accustomed to very early in their genin days yet caught showing
up more and more now.
she thought about how the
little things always gave him away, showing those parts she fell in love with so long ago, as she smiled up at him.
“mm,” she breathed, huddling up under the cloak and closer
toward his warmth, not minding his obvious statement as she had grown used to
his humor as much as his stubbornness given all their history together.
bit by bit as they walked, she realized the space under the
clothing wasn’t enough to keep them from touching in some way and this caused
her to become rather perplexed, not focusing on her next step. nevertheless he
caught her stumbling forward with ease, as if he expected this reaction, and
wrapped his arm around her middle, leaving a dark flush to blossom across her
cheeks, as his cloak came down and enveloped her completely under it and next
to his side.
“are you alright, sakura?”
“i’m—i’m just cold.” came
the muffled chatter from under the dark cloth. her teeth were really chattering
but she knew it had little to do with the lowered temperature outside but much more to do with the way their bodies brushed together when they walked.
as he moved his arm off of her waist and back up to hold the
cloak over her, she practically squeaked.
“hn.”
but even in his infamous reply that usually accompanied a blank
look, sakura could hear the satisfaction that lurked somewhere in him. she knew
he realized that even the slightest touch from him could still (and probably
always would) startle every nerve in her.
she leaned her head forward a tiny bit, peeking through the
opening of his cloak and trying to read his facial expression, but found
nothing to give him away since his focus was purely on getting back to the inn and his
eyes never left the trail ahead.
“you are soaked. you should shower and get in bed so you will
warm up.”
with this, they were silent and steady for the rest of the walk,
rain easing up the closer they got and chirps from crickets filling the night
air to accompany their trek.
sakura never noticed how she stayed right beside him from then
on, soaking in the heat and closeness before she assumed it would be gone.
she also failed to notice that he never pulled away.
. . .
. . .
pacing back and forth across the bathroom, the sound of her feet
padded against the floor that was still covered in a light layer of moisture
from the steamy shower she had just finished. she distractedly ran her hands
over the fog covered mirror and stared at her reflection, lost in thought over
how small yet significant his actions around her during these travels had been.
small steps.
her fingers brush over her lips, recalling weeks before when she
had been watching him sleep, reveling in how peaceful his sleeping form looked,
only for him to crack an eye open and find silent tears pouring down her cheeks. he
took her emotional state in for a moment before leaning up on his elbow and
side, sincere worry in his eyes but she found no words were sincere enough to
convey how much it made her very being drip in love over this chance they had
to be alone and really understand each other. this chance she had to take. before
she could stop herself she had leaned in, only to feel her eyes fly open in
shock at lips gently crashing into hers at the same time.
her hand wandered up to her forehead as her eyes crinkled at the
sides, filling with fresh tears over the truth he had shared with her—the first
sign of love he had ever been shown, expressed in the same way but with much
deeper meaning when it was his two fingers meeting on her forehead. her heart
swelled as she bit her lip and dropped her shaky arm back to her side.
this space between them was closing and she couldn’t stop it,
even if she had wanted to.
she then wrapped her arms slowly around her own waist as she
remembered the way his arm felt there less than an hour ago, firm but so gentle. just like sasuke
truly is… and while her eyes fell shut she realized just how much she was
beginning to learn about him, new things she was falling for.
she breathed out through her nose slowly and ran a hand through
her damp hair, heading out into the room as she did so.
her eyes took a second to adjust as she noted darkness filled
the area, save for the light that flickered across everything from the small
fire he had built for them over in the fireplace.
sakura’s line of vision crept over to the bed and rested on the
shape of his body under the covers. as she stood, shivering the tiniest bit,
she watched the sheets move up and down barely as he breathed. Her hand pulling
the bathroom door shut completely but even with that tiny click that could
barely be more than a whisper in the room with the occasional crackle of fire
and steady drizzle of rain outside, he shifted a little and looked over at her.
when a faint smile graced his lips, she felt something deep
within her stomach stir.
protective. gentle. hesitant. he shows love this way. he shows me love this way.
he reached out with his hand, something she had grown used to,
and beckoned her over to the bed, eyes never leaving hers.
sakura made her way over to the other side and crawled down into the
safety of the covers, still holding his gaze as her heart beat wildly at the
closeness of their bodies again. so many times before she had dreamed of
spending nights with him, sharing the same bed and now as she realized she had been, she ached in a new way.
a new longing started in her gut when his voice sweet like honey
and soft as velvet filled her ears, as he asked if she felt better.
she parted her lips and started to reply but realized she could
never muster up all the words needed to express how she felt right now.
so she willed her hand forward as it came out from under the covers
and to rest on his cheek, running fingers lightly over his skin.
“let me show you how i feel…” her soft voice cracked while she watched new
emotions race across his eyes. as she searched deep into his dark pupils, she
could see his heart uncovered and feelings aglow.
his hesitance almost made her wonder if he wanted the same
things though, if he yearned for her the same way, if he was being consumed by
a ravenous fire that threatened to burn everything it touched…
but his eyes softened, as if he had come to a decision, and she
moved her fingers more desperately along his face, outlining his lips and jaw,
waiting.
the light from the fire running across their features and casting shadows as she
leaned in and he pulled her close, pressing their foreheads together.
“please…” she whispered, moving her hand down his arm.
captivated by the hunger she found in his eyes, as he leaned her
head back and took her expression in, he breathed out slowly, a ragged breath
escaping his lips before he gently pressed them to hers. taken aback she felt a
tiny moan escape her mouth before she eagerly pressed hers into his, feeling
his lightly calloused hands roaming to her waist and under the cotton shirt.
rain pattered down on the roof still.
soft touches, so many grazes, and breathing filled the room as clothes
were slowly pulled away and heavy-lidded eyes soaked each other in.
his strong arm pulled her close, pressing their skin together. her
arms slipped up and looped behind his neck, nuzzling her face against his ear
and hair, breathing in his scent, so much stronger now as they moved down
together steadily and became two souls into one flesh.
the movement had her pinching her brows together and thighs tightening around him.
“sakura… am i hurting you?” his breathless voice filled
the air as his hand gripped her shoulder, pulling her to where their eyes met
and he caught the distress painted on her face.
her eyes spilled over tears in a thick stream causing him to
fret and try to move her off, but she touched his chest so so softly, running
her hands across the slick skin, stopping him.
because nothing else could convey how she felt, how much she
wanted (no, needed) this, she leaned in next to his ear and whispered that she wanted him as her lips touched him briefly and she pressed her body down
further on his, encouraging him to continue, fingers grasping his shoulders.
his breath hitched in his throat at the sensation and he kept their
bodies touching, warmth filling them from every soft rock and roll as they crashed
into each other deeper and more needy as the moments passed, almost suffocating
in the need to show the other this love they had been overcome with so long ago.
his eyes flickered over her form as the mixture of the fire’s
light and the moon moved across her face, lips, breasts, and he gave his most
gentle smile to her. she pulled his face to hers and kissed him barely at first
but then with all the emotion she had pent up inside her, breath catching and
having to pull away as she moaned against his chest, dizzy with pleasure over
the growing pace their hips had set.
heart thumping more and more at the thought of how intimate and
close their actions were, how she could feel the love he had for her in every
touch of his fingers, every heated kiss he peppered over her body, and every
rock of his hips meeting hers. she couldn’t stifle the cry when her peak came as
her body shook and trembled against his, intertwining her fingers in his
long dark locks as she tried to hold on as he continued to ride out his ecstasy.
only moments later, his lips spilled out her name so
painstakingly full of love, as his body stiffened against hers and panting
breath filled the room.
new tears threatened to come as the heat in her belly melted
away and he pulled her into his arm, both spent with emotion and coming down
from the high as they held onto each other. she closed her eyes and leaned in
to kiss his collarbone, feeling his chin rest on her head, both nodding off into a deep sleep as they clung together still.
years before when she dreamed of spending her life with him,
making a future together, helping him restore his clan, and loving him
endlessly, she never realized it would already feel like home. but when she
leaned her head against his chest and heard his heart beating against hers, she knew she could
never belong anywhere else.
Notes: Real Life got in the way of my writing the last two days and that’s why this chapter comes so late. Sorry for the delay, and I hope you enjoy it 🙂
<…> telephone
‘…’ normal thoughts
‘…‘ Inner Sakura
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MATTERS OF TRUST
Yawning and stretching her arms over her head, Sakura spared a glance at the clock on top of her desk, surprised to see that it was well past one o’clock in the morning. She had been studying much harder than before, because her graduation exams were approaching quickly and also, to prevent her mind from wandering to matters that only managed to distract her without any result. Even her practising professor, Tsunade, had noticed that her achievement had been poorer the week before and had given her a stern lecture. And in no way was she going to throw away her efforts in the last six years for something she could not do anything about.
Her pride as a student and a Haruno was on the line.
Summary: The mattress under his body was comforting, but not as much as her warmth. And he needed it, just as much as she did.
A/N: So thanks to this review I received on ff.net, I decided to change a few things in this story and I added a few things too. I hope this edited version is better than the previous one.
Warmth Like Home
It was one of the dark and cold nights of winter that the silhouette of two human figures could be seen, walking on the road covered with snow, in a small village near the land of lightening. Chilled, light gusts of wind; blowing their hair, and the cloaks that covered their bodies. It was a quiet night may be because it was already past midnight and every living soul had already gotten into their comfy beds and slept, saving themselves from the immense cold. The voice produced by the friction between the ground and their feet being the only source of sound.
But the dark of the night and the freezing temperature didn’t bother them at all, for one of them was the last surviving Uchiha and the other one was the strongest kunoichi of Konoha. Their steps were steady, currently heading towards a place to spend the night in, perhaps a cabin or a small cottage out in the snowy plains.
They kept quiet, not uttering a single word, just enjoying the cold wind- well, one of them was. Haruno Sakura seemed to be fond of the contemporary atmosphere, a melodious sound being hummed by her, her steps like a 4 year old kid, small jumps and dancing patterns, her hands would occasionally sneak out of her pale-white cloak and touch the falling snow flakes, and the heat of her palms would melt them away.
He kept on watching the same scene repeat over and over again, his eyes firmly kept on the woman next to him, memorizing everything that occurred at that instance. Uchiha Sasuke was never a fan of cold, let alone snow fall. As a child, he would avoid going out during winter, hide under the warm blankets, in the hugs offered by his beloved brother or the warmth of his mother’s lap. He smiled at the memory, feeling the slightest of pain in his chest.
“Sasuke-kun?” Sakura’s voice made him break free from his thoughts as he saw her green jades looking into his dark pearls, “I can see some light over there.” she said and he followed her eyes to a place at some distance from their current location.
Notes: I apologise for the extreme lateness of this story. I finished writing it last night and did some revision this morning. However the day has been a nightmare and to top it all, I ended up being away from home many more hours than I expected. I’ll start working on the 3rd prompt as soon as I publish this one. Despite its delay, I hope you enjoy it 🙂
Also, Inner Sakura will make her debut, and her words will be in italics and between ‘…’
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PROSPECTIVE PARTNERS II (SAKURA)
She would not be treated like an object.
Sakura punctuated each word in her thoughts with a punch on the bag that hung from the ceiling of the room, imagining the face of some uptight middle-aged pervert in a suit.
Mid-mission, Sasuke and Sakura are trapped in a torrential downpour. But
they choose the wrong spot to hide and instead Sasuke finds himself facing a
storm within. Genin SasuSaku. Genre: Adventure / Romance Rated: T(Teen) Words: 3835 A/N: So I initially
set out to write something cute and fluffy as a light break from the craziness
of writing A Twist in Time… and then
this happened instead. :’) I hope you enjoy! Disclaimer: All characters belong to the great Masashi Kishimoto.
Summary: “Kiss me.” He said, “kiss you?” She questioned, “Yes, like she did”, he smiled. “Okay, close your eyes.”
A/N: Guess what, I’m laughing at my own summary, I couldn’t find anything else to write, lol. Also, this fanfic has some major drama, I just couldn’t help myself. So here ya go, enjoy!
‘Little Blue Box’
The rays of sun were creeping into the hotel room through the window left open, shining over the creamy sheets that were barely covering their bodies as they laid there, in each other’s arms. Light air breezes were hitting her soft skin as a moan escaped her lips as a morning reflex. She tried to shuffle her body, failing to do so because of a strong grip around her.
She turned a little, careful not to disturb the boy holding her. His arms holding her beautifully close to him, one wrapped around her flat stomach, a blush dusted her cheeks as she noticed the placement of his other hand, just underneath her breasts. The pace of her heartbeat increased when he slightly shifted his body, pulling her closer, and his fingers brushed the lower side of her chest, sending shivers down her spine. He was still drowned in his deep slumber when his thumb started rubbing her soft skin and his hand shifted upwards, cupping one of her breasts. Her face was by then painted in crimson, embarrassed, she stayed still in her spot, unable to move her body. Paralyzed.
She couldn’t understand why she still found herself trembling under his touch, after all, they had been together for almost 7 years. And waking up next to him, with barely anything covering their entangled bodies, his arms massaging her gently, his fingers travelling all over her petite frame, shouldn’t be having such quivering effects on her. But she just couldn’t help but shudder due to the impact of the fluttering butterflies in her belly and the throbbing state of her heart.
Her back was pressed against his chest, his face buried in the crook of her neck, the strands of his dark, dark hair tickling her smooth skin. His exhaled hot breath, hitting her skin, sending calming effects all over her body. The pace of his breathing was calm, his eyes closed shut, his intoxicating scent ruling her conscience. He shifted one of his legs in between hers, in a way that intertwined their bodies. And because of these little movements, she assumed he was in the process of waking up.
After buying food at a nearby restaurant, a man in a black coat seated himself on a table by the open entrance, laying his dish in front of him. It was a sunny day with the occasional cool wind passing by, and people were chattering normally in the surroundings. All in all, it seemed to be another one of those peaceful days.
SasuSaku Month 