WARNING: There are SPOILERS from recent chapters. Some is speculation on my part of what is about to happen, but other than that there are SPOILERS. You cannot say I didn't warn you. Boom.
The sky over the village of Konoha was grey and overcast, rain slowly beginning to fall as people dressed in black headed back to their homes. From the large tower in the center of the village a young blond man stared out the window; he was also dressed in black, his hands clasped behind his back.
"The war is over…but at what price," He thought, blue eyes cast towards the floor. The black clothing that all the villagers wore signified the death of their leader, the Fifth Hokage Tsunade. She, among many other casualties, gave their lives to save their comrades and protect the villagers. The remaining council of Konoha was deliberating who was to be the next Hokage; their obvious choice Hatake Kakashi had also been killed in combat, leaving them with a hard choice to make about who was to be chosen.
A knock on the door broke him from his thoughts. "Enter," He called still staring out the window. The door opened, revealing his former Academy sensei Iruka.
"The council has made their choice," Iruka said, entering the office, "They've…they've chosen you Naruto." He said softly, smiling slightly. Naruto sighed, his shoulders sagging as he released his breath.
"I'd rather have waited for Tsunade to step down then…then have this happen," Naruto muttered, staring down at the ground. Iruka nodded, staring at Naruto; he realized how much Naruto had matured and grown since his days at the Academy.
"We all would have rather had that happen," He sighed, "However, what's done is done and the choice has been made. They've also decided that as your first action as Hokage, you are to decide what to do about the traitor Sasuke Uchiha."
Naruto glanced over his shoulder at Iruka. "Send him in."
Iruka nodded, exiting the office. Immediately two ANBU brought Sasuke in, each grasping him tightly by his arms; his appearance was disheveled, chakra shackles on his wrists and ankles. They released his arms, shoving him forward towards the Hokage's desk. Naruto sat behind the desk, looking up at Sasuke; Sasuke stared back, his eyes blank and unreadable.
"Leave us," Naruto said. The ANBU began to protest before he held up his hand to silence them. "We'll be fine; I can handle him."
The ANBU looked at each other before nodding, disappearing from the office. Sasuke stared at him quietly for a few moments more before finally speaking.
"Finally got to be Hokage, huh dobe?"
Naruto's lip twitched upwards slightly as he stared at Sasuke. "Is that any way to talk to your leader Sasuke? After all, you agreed to come back to Konoha; show me some respect."
"The day I show you respect is the day hell freezes over."
Naruto chuckled, the old banter between them lifting the sadness from the day. "True, but I'd suck up if I was you. After all, your fate is in my hands right now."
"I know you won't kill me," Sasuke stated, "You're too forgiving; you're not ruthless enough. Besides, didn't you make that 'promise of a lifetime' to Sakura? She'd never forgive you if you killed me."
Naruto's ghost of a smile immediately disappeared at the mention of Sakura's name. "Don't drag her into this; hasn't she been through enough already?"
"Tch, so Kakashi and Tsunade died; big deal," Sasuke scoffed, "Death happens all the time in the life of a shinobi, especially a medic. She should know that, and she should be used to it by now."
"You don't get it do you," Naruto slammed his fist onto the table, causing Sasuke to snap to full attention, "Tsunade and Kakashi are dead! Tsunade, the one person who treated her as a serious kunoichi and actually trained heris gone! She was like a second mother to her; she pushed her to her limits when we all went easy on her! And Kakashi, he only just began to saw her potential! She wanted to prove herself to him, and now she never will!"
"So what," Sasuke snapped back, "There are a lot of people out there with the same problems as her, probably even worse! She needs to fucking get over it!"
"A lot of big talk from someone who never got over pretty much the same issues!"
Sasuke growled. "You shut the hell up dobe."
"No," Naruto said, standing up and beginning to walk towards Sasuke, "I won't shut up, because you need to hear this. You, who tried to prove yourself to your family that was ripped away from you; you left your second family, you killed your own brother, and you went fucking crazy!"
"I came back though didn't I," Sasuke muttered harshly. Naruto glared at him, grasping the front of his shirt and dragging him up close to his face.
"You may have come back, but you're still as heartless as ever." He said, his breath fanning across his face. "You handle things differently than Sakura; unlike you, she has a heart. And right now, it's practically ripped to shreds."
Sasuke stared Naruto in the face, his gaze unwavering. "Why are you telling me all this?"
Naruto sighed, releasing Sasuke as he leaned against the desk. He ran his hands over his face, running his fingers through his hair. "I'm telling you this because…because if we ever want to get back to being Team 7, you need to understand her. We're all she has left Sasuke; she may have her mom and dad, but a team is so much more than just a mother and father. You have to at least understand that…don't you?"
Sasuke simply stared at Naruto as he repeated himself, "Again, why are you telling me this?"
"We've all tried to comfort her Sasuke," He said quietly, "But…but none of us are getting through. So maybe…maybe if you try, you can get through to her. And then maybe we can try to get everything to be as close to how it used to be as before."
"What makes you think I'm good at comforting," He questioned, "I can only give her a tough love stance, and that won't make this any easier on her."
"Well maybe tough love is what she needs!" Naruto exclaimed, throwing his hands in the air. "Please Sasuke…I just…I'm just…please…" He looked at him pleadingly, tears forming in his blue eyes. Sasuke stared back, sighing in defeat.
"I can't exactly go against Hokage's orders, now can I?"
Sasuke stood outside the door to the Hokage's personal quarters; according to Naruto Sakura was locked inside the room, drinking herself into oblivion with Tsunade's sake. He knelt outside the door, pulling out a small wire and beginning to pick the lock. Naruto had given him specific orders notto bust down the door, since he would have to get it replaced. Sasuke smirked as he heard a small click, turning the knob and gently easing the door open. He slipped inside the room, gently closing it behind him.
The first thing Sasuke noticed was that the room was dark and reeked of alcohol. The second thing he noticed was the lithe form of Sakura Haruno lying on the bed, curled into a ball as she silently nursed a bottle of sake. He approached her silently until he reached the foot of the bed; she looked up at him, eyes red and puffy.
"What'd ya want," She slurred, pointing at him drunkenly. He crossed his arms over his chest, staring down at her.
"Get out and go see people," He commanded, "You've got everyone worried."
Sakura shoved her middle finger towards him as she took a long drink from the bottle. "Fuck you Uchiha," She said, wiping her mouth, "I can…I can do whatever I feels like! Ya wanna know why? 'Cuz I'm Sakura motherfucking Haruno, that's why!"
Sasuke rolled his eyes. "You need to get out; Naruto won't let me leave here until you do."
"Since when do you give a fuck," She asked, sitting up and swaying slightly. "You sure as hell didn' care when….when you left, and we all but screwed ourselves over to bring ya back."
"Bringing up my problems when talking about yours; how mature."
"I don' need to be mature! I've…I've lost my sensei and my shishou! Ya know what it's like, seeing the woman you look up to sliced in half? Or how 'bout having your sensei dying in your arms cuz you can't help him? Huh? Huh?!"
Sasuke sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose; he tried to keep his anger at bay, knowing it would only lead to more conflict. "Death is a natural-"
"Don't give me that shit," Sakura shouted, throwing the sake bottle at him. He dodged it, the bottle shattering against the opposite wall. "If death is so natural for you, then why'd ya go crazy after Itachi killed your stupid family?!"
Sasuke grit his teeth, his hands balling into fists. "Sakura, watch it."
"Oh lookie me, I'm Sasuke Uchiha; I'm so fucking special! I can handle death however I want, but when other people have important people die I tell them to get the fuck over it! Oh la-di-fucking-"
He lunged at her, pinning her to the bed as her speech was cut off. "Enough," He hissed, glaring down at her. She glared up at him, her eyes glazed over with alcohol and sadness.
"It's all your fault ya know," She muttered, "If you hadn't of left, they'd still be here."
"Are you really that stupid," Sasuke growled his grip on her wrists tightening, "You really don't think Obito would have started this war if I hadn't left? That your fucking precious Hokage and sensei would still be alive?"
"Yeah," She spat, "Cuz Itachi kept him from doing anything important."
Sasuke froze at her words, eyes widened slightly. Sakura smirked slightly as she stared up at him, knowing that she had hit him where it hurt.
"That's right, Itachi," She muttered, "Your brother, the great almighty one, just kept Obito on a tight little leash. And then you come along and screw everything up! You kill him, and you set all this shit into motion! You're just a fucking pawn, and you know that this is all your fault."
"What the hell do you want me to do," He shouted angrily, "I can't change the past, and I sure as hell can't revive the dead! Just what do you want me to do about this?!"
Sakura panted, staring up at him as he stared back at her. She eventually leaned up towards his ear, her breath fanning across his face.
"Make me live," She whispered into his ear; she moved so that her forehead was pressed against his, "And live for yourself." She breathed, pressing her lips roughly against his. Sasuke's eyes widened, pulling back immediately.
"I'm not doing that with you," He croaked slightly. Sakura frowned, pressing her lips against his ear.
"You need it; I need it," She muttered, her tongue tracing the shell of his ear, "I don't want sex or making love; just give me a rough, passionate fuck. Give me life, and give yourself some damn feelings."
Sasuke's grip on her wrists tightened as she kissed him roughly again; instead of pulling back though he roughly kissed back, a side of him being unleashed that yearned for the primal feelings that she was provoking within him. One hand left her wrists as it roamed her body, an almost bruising force being put on her skin as he tore at her clothes.
Sakura entwined her fingers in his hair, pushing him closer to her as she arched into his body. She felt the fire spring into life where his hands touched her; she tugged at his hair slightly as she ground upwards into him, moaning lightly. His other hand left her wrist at her action to grasp the sheets above her; she immediately began ripping his clothes from his body, fabric tearing as she went.
Sasuke barely registered that they were both nude until he felt her slick opening against his bare, throbbing cock. He hissed as he felt the heat from her; it practically poured fire into his veins, making him want to pound her until she broke until his power. Sakura gasped slightly as she felt him, thrusting upwards to try and get him to enter her core. He growled, violently thrusting into her; Sakura bit into his shoulder as he slammed past her barrier, her teeth drawing blood.
He grunted slightly pulling out and pushing back in; he set a violent pace as he went, consumed by the carnal desire that had engulfed his body. Sakura moaned and writhed beneath him, her mind a drunken haze of liquor, pain, and pleasure; she felt alive. She forgot about the painful memories; Sakura forgot about Kakashi as he pulled his bloodstained mask down, giving her a grotesque glimpse of the blood bubbling from his otherwise flawless mouth. She forgot about how she saw Tsunade, her lower half somehow still twitching despite being no longer connected to her cold and still upper half. And when her orgasm ripped through her, she could barely remember who she was and why she was in such a wonderful swirl of emotions; all she knew was that she never wanted it to stop.
Sasuke stared down at her, his eyes boring into her as her face twisted into pleasure, her mouth opened in a scream that released her nightmares. He could feel his own release coming as well, and soon he was forgetting everything himself; forgetting all the betrayals and lies that had been spread through his life, and how everything was his fucking fault. And as he bit her shoulder harshly, his seed spilling quickly inside her, he barely remembered why he hadn't given into these desires before.
He panted as he slowly came down from the high, looking down at Sakura's body; she lay still beneath him, her pink hair fanned out around her head and her eyes closed in peaceful slumber. Sasuke smirked slightly as he felt pride swell within him at seeing her passed out from the act, disregarding the fact that she had been drinking heavily for a while and most likely hadn't had a good night's sleep in forever. He pulled out of her careful to not wake her; she rolled away from him, her back facing him as well as the vicious bite mark he had left. He stared at it before moving carefully towards her, his mouth attaching to the wound and sucking it softly.
Sakura moaned slightly in her sleep as he ran his tongue over the wound, causing him to smirk again. He pulled away, noticing that it was now a highly visible red mark against her pale skin; again, he felt a certain pride swell within him at seeing the mark. He lay beside her, close enough to share body heat but not close enough to be considered affectionate, and slowly drifted off to sleep as well.
Shafts of sunlight filtered through the closed blinds, signifying the morning. Sakura groaned as she swam towards consciousness, her head pounding with a fierce hangover.
"My head…" She thought, shifting slightly in discomfort. She gasped as pain shot throughout her entire body, remnants from last night's activities still fresh. Something tightened around her waist, pulling her back against a broad chest; she looked down and realized Sasuke, consciously or not, had wrapped his arm tightly around her waist. She shivered slightly as she felt his warm breath slowly fan across the back of her neck; Sasuke nuzzled the crook of her neck, still asleep enough to only know that his source of warmth was moving.
"I need to get out of here," She thought frantically, trying to work her way out from Sasuke's grip. Sasuke refused to have any of that though, his grip continually tightening until she was crushed against him. Sakura gasped as she felt every hard contour of muscle pressed against her back; she wished she could just lay there basking in his body until the pain from her own wore off, but she knew that she had to stop this before either became too attached.
"Sasuke," She said, nudging his shoulder. Sasuke grunted, eyes squeezing tighter as he ducked his face into the space between her shoulder and the bed. Sakura frowned, adding more force as she began to shake him awake.
"Wake up Sasuke," She said louder, her hand shaking his shoulder. He growled, grasping her wrist as he suddenly flipped her onto her stomach, his body pressing against hers as he pressed her into the mattress. Sakura blushed as she felt him near her ear, his breath ghosting against the shell.
"Stop moving," He muttered against her ear, "I'm trying to sleep."
Sakura twisted her neck as much as she could to glare up at him. "Well sorry to ruin your beauty sleep, but some of us want to leave."
Sasuke cocked an eyebrow as he gazed down at her blankly. "You seemed quite intent on staying in here last night."
"Well that was before we fucked," Sakura muttered harshly, "Now we've fucked, and now I want to go back to my house. So get off me."
He sighed, moving enough so that Sakura could lie on her back; he didn't move enough though to allow her to leave, causing her to glare up at him. He stared down at her before slowly leaning in, his forehead resting against hers.
"You said last night to live for myself and to make you feel alive," He muttered. He saw the confusion flit across her face; obviously she wasn't remembering due to the alcohol or, as one part of him whispered, he successfully fucked her until she forgot everything.
"So what does that have to do with anything?" She asked, glaring up at him.
"What if I told you the exact same thing?"
She snorted. "That's stupid; I already live for myself."
"Do you," He murmured, noting that she still had tear tracks on her face. "You've always lived for others, never for yourself. You've lived to prove yourself to others, to make others happy, but never to make yourself content."
Sakura looked away from him, her gaze landing on the floor. Sasuke grasped her chin lightly, forcing her to look back at him; he held her gaze as he spoke, never looking away.
"In a way, you and I are the same; so therefore, why not teach each other?" He leaned in closer, his lips gently brushing against the shell of her ear. "You can teach me to follow my own path, and I…I can teach you to be selfish once in a while."
She shivered as she felt her body react to his actions; she wanted nothing more than to just press against him again. "But what…what if I hurt those that I love?"
He smirked, his lips dragging from her earlobe to the corner of her mouth, hovering just above her own lips. "As long as you're happy, they'll be happy. Besides, the one you love has already decided that he'll live for you until you teach him otherwise."
Sakura's eyes widened. "S-Sasuke…"
He silenced her with a kiss; she immediately entangled her fingers into his hair as her body pressed closer to his. His hands roamed her body carefully, not wanting to ruin her pleasure by pressing harshly against any bruises. Sakura moaned lightly as his thumb brushed over her nipple; he slipped his tongue into her mouth, gently brushing against hers. In that moment she realized that he wanted her to tell him how she wanted it; that he wanted her to be selfish and have him give her pleasure the way she wanted it.
Sasuke detached himself from her mouth, kissing her neck; he gently bit down, causing her to gasp and arch against him. He smirked as he sucked the mark, running his tongue over it.
"M-More," She breathed shakily, eyes sliding shut, "B-Be like that."
Sasuke gave a slight nod, abandoning the faint red mark he had left and continued downwards. Sakura's eyes stayed shut, pure pleasurable sensations running through her as he continued his slow descent. Whenever he did something that caused her to feel displeasure she gently reprimanded him, directing him in how to give her pleasure.
And as she experienced her first orgasm from his tongue on her nether regions, she faintly wondered if maybe this was his own version of love and apologies.
Naruto held his head in his hands as he sat behind his desk, dressed in the traditional Hokage robes. A knock resounded on the door before being opened, revealing Shikamaru as he entered the office.
"It's a little early to call such an 'important meeting'," Shikamaru muttered, yawning slightly, "This better be good."
"It's not good, not good at all," Naruto groaned, running his hands down his face. "That's why I need a genius like you to tell me what to do!"
"Troublesome…If it's so bad, why not consult the council?"
Naruto sheepishly rubbed the back of his neck. "Well…it's not exactly something that warrants a trip to the council…"
Shikamaru yawns again. "Why not talk with someone who actually slightly cares about your personal problems?"
"Because the both of them are fucking each other's brains out," Naruto wailed, slamming his head on his desk. Shikamaru choked on air, his face burning a bright red.
"Th-The hell?!"
"They're having sex on my bed," Naruto moaned, gazing up at him pitifully, "My new sacred bed! The bed that I've worked towards for so long; desecrated! By them both! And, and that bastard is probably only using her and she's gonna get hurt again! What do I do," He whined, slumping over in his seat. Shikamaru sighed, scratching his head as he stared at Naruto; to him relationships within the team were such a drag.
"Well," He sighed after a long pause of silence; Naruto's head jerked up at his voice. "There's only one thing you can do."
"What's that?" Naruto asked excitedly. "Give them both a stern talking? Do my best to show Sakura that the bastard's no good for her? Tell Sasuke to keep his paws off?"
"Nope," Shikamaru said, "Just set boundaries and either give them the mattress or burn it."
Naruto's jaw dropped as Shikamaru headed out the door, raising his hand in farewell. As soon as Shikamaru left Naruto scrambled up from his seat, rushing to the door and shouting at Shikamaru's back.
"H-Hey, that's not an answer! Come on man, don't leave me hanging! Shikamaru? Shikamaru, get back here! Shikamaru!"
Sakura lay beside Sasuke, her body limp with satisfied sleep as he sat beside her. Sasuke smirked as he looked over at her; he had sensed Naruto's chakra coming to the room and had given her exactly what she needed as Naruto approached the door. His smirk grew bigger as he remembered her gasps and cries of pleasure as Naruto froze outside the door before bolting back to his office.
"Hn…Stupid dobe," He thought, brushing a few strands of hair from Sakura's face. His fingers slowed as he gazed on her peaceful face; the tear tracks were washed away, and in that moment she looked so content in that moment that he wondered if everything that had happened was just a horrible dream. Yet they both had the scars, physical and mental, to prove that everything wasn't just a wicked nightmare; it had happened, and they had survived it.
"And now…" He thought, leaning down to brush his lips against her temple. He wasn't sure why he did it; a feeling had come over him, and he was so used to giving into emotions these past few hours that he did it unconsciously. And although he wasn't used to this feeling of contentment that washed over him, he knew for a fact that he wouldn't mind experiencing it every day for the rest of his life.
"And now we live."
A/N: I've been having angsty passionate SasuSaku feelings that haven't been fulfilled. Usually they're fulfilled with roleplaying, but nobody is fulfilling these needs. So…yeah. Written in about a day, probably shows really well, blah blah blah, haters gonna hate. Review and you get a cookie!
Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. If I did I wouldn't be keeping this up for about another year and a half or so. I'd finish this shit UP, because if I was Kishi I'd be tired of spending ten years on this.
