Seeking Solace

Aiko heard a scrabbling sound on the balcony of her second floor bedroom. Closing her emerald green eyes momentarily, she breathed a deep sigh of relief. He was here: the one whose arrival she had waited for so long – her lover. Getting out of the bed, she forced herself to walk with an unhurried, casual pace to the French doors. She had been anxiously awaiting the night when he would come to her again, but she refused to act impatient.

'A desperate woman is a pathetic woman, especially if it's about a man,' her mother's caustic words ricocheted through her brain. Aiko had committed the one cardinal sin of relationships according to her mother's warped sense of affairs: she needed him. She was desperate for him. She loved him.

Opening the doors slowly, she stepped back as he entered. The moon created a white blue aura around his silhouette until he fully came into the golden glow of her room. His hair, the color of the sun, was still spiky, just a little more maintained now that he was CEO of his father's company. Her eyes met his familiar indigo blue ones. He had never grown into those overly huge eyes that still held a sweetness and innocence that he had kept all his life despite things that happened to him. She had loved him for so long yet in the end, their relationship was just not meant to be.

They belonged to other people and not each other. They had been forced to marry other people simply because it was 'good for business.' They had merged powerful companies when they united in marriage with the partners chosen for them by their parents. Their companies were startling successes; their marriages were miserable failures. However, they had found each other again and were struggling to save each other from drowning in the pain of loveless marriages and empty existences.

Naruto reached out to her expecting her to disappear like an apparition. His tanned hand contacted her silky soft porcelain doll like cheek and he smiled with relief. It was not a dream. She was here, and she was real. He loved her. She had always been there for him, been his biggest supporter, and been the person who loved him the most. In elementary school, she would dry his tears and tend to his wounds, both physical and emotional, from the school bullies. Throughout high school, he was viewed as a loser and an annoying moron, but she was still proud to be with him. After that came the university years and drastic changes. Through martial arts training and weightlifting, he developed the physique of a blond Greek god. Then when his father turned the position of CEO of his company over to him, everything changed. It was a wondrous thing that money and muscles could raise the degree of one's attractiveness so much.

"I've missed you," she told him in a breathy voice that was thick with emotion and betrayed her need.

"I know. I've missed you too," he responded, his fingertips gliding over her chin and down her neck. He could see her chest rising and falling faster as his fingers traced the deep V of her black silk robe. She was absolutely stunning. Her dark Auburn hair appeared to be brown in the warm glow of dim lights enveloping them.

"Naruto, wh –" She had no choice but to stop talking when he lay his finger against her lips. She held her breath when she felt his fingers tugging at the belt of her robe. Holding her arms straight down, she allowed the material to slide down to the floor.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, his eyes roaming over her hungrily. He pulled off his black t-shirt and threw it on the nearby chair.

If she gasped 'oh, my god' she would be absolutely right. Chiseled in flesh instead of marble, Naruto stood in front of her in all his physical glory. She watched silently, keeping her eyes on his every graceful movement as he took off his black jeans and stood before her completely naked. Gorgeous – from an artistic and an aethetic perspective.

"Are you still mine?" he asked, sliding his arms around her.

"I've always been yours," she replied, closing her eyes when his mouth claimed hers for a demanding kiss.

Aiko moaned, feeling weak from the kiss, however, his firm hold on her would not allow her to fall. In a perfect world, she really would be his. Instead she was married to Sasuke Uchiha the filthy rich sole successor to the Uchiha Empire built on the illegal weapons trade. Her family owned a gunsmithing business, one of the best in the country. It was a business match made in a heaven but a marriage made in hell. Sasuke had just become the sole proprietor after murdering his brother with his own bare hands six months ago. Itachi was a kind and generous man, never meant to a part of the family's illegal enterprise. He was in too deep just by virtue of being born into the family and the only way out was death which his brother swiftly dispatched one night in the family home. Sasuke had sent her out of the room, ordering her to go to bed. Halfway up the stairs, she heard the terrifying, bone-chilling scream; that special unmistakable shriek that comes with a death blow. She never saw his body or even a droplet of blood. The Erasers were very good at their job. They could make it seem like a person had never existed at all. That would be her fate if her affair with Naruto were revealed. Even criminals have pride, probably more so than genuine businessmen. If her husband ever discovered her relationship with his greatest enemy they would both be killed.

Naruto, however, was a legitimate businessman who had been given the reins to the family business, a ramen noodle factory, for his graduation present from college. He had married Sakura Haruno; the woman who spurned him and ridiculed him as a child and all the way through high school. After seeing him at home during a school break from university, she decided she wanted him. All it took was running to daddy and a few tears to warrant a meeting between the parents and a marriage was arranged. The Harunos had more prestige and power than money but that was all it took to trap Naruto in a marriage he did not want.

"Can I have you?" he asked, his deep blue eyes staring into her emerald ones.

"Yes," she answered briefly. There was no need for a lot of words at this moment.

Aiko held his gaze as he laid her back on the bed and buried himself inside of her, physically and emotionally. She was his one true safe haven where he could find the solace he needed for his wounded heart and aching body. He was the man who held her heart and gave her consolation for the insensitive and cold husband she endured on a daily basis.

"Naruto," she gasped, pressing her face against his neck as he moved inside of her and brought her pleasure that no other man ever could. Her arms enclosed his broad shoulders while she held him and concentrated on his uneven breathing as he made love to her. Every moan or grunt he emitted in ecstasy heightened her arousal and pleasure. He had always been a tender, attentive lover and made her feel like no other man loved her like he did because in plain terms no man did love her like him – they never had and they never will.

"Aiko, I love you," he murmured to her, kissing her lips briefly. He smiled with contentment when she nestled back into him and groaned with pleasure as her body tightened around him inside of her.

"I love you too," she moaned back, her lips grazing his neck and making a shock of desire run down his spine.

Naruto could feel his ultimate end coming so he pressed his mouth to hers to muffle his loud groan when he climaxed. He gently probed her mouth with his tongue as she whimpered and writhed underneath him with her orgasm. Kissing away her tears, he held her tightly as he whispered 'I love you' over and over.

Aiko savored being in his arms as long as she could. She always hated this part. Pushing him back so she could see his face, she looked into his blue eyes with a sad, apologetic smile on her face.

"You need to go," she murmured, feeling her heart breaking just like it always did at this moment.

"I know. I don't know when I- " He started to say, but she cut him off by pressing her lips to his. She knew the drill; they had been doing this for far too long not to know how things go. He would come back as soon as he could but never knew when that would be.

"Kiss me and go. Be a ghost," she said, closing her eyes. She knew he would leave and it would be like he was never there at all. Keeping her eyes closed after the farewell kiss, she counted to twenty to give him enough time to depart. It was always easier to not have to watch him go. Thankfully, tonight she was asleep before she reached twenty so she would not have to cry herself to sleep.

Aiko entered what was supposed to be her office but instead had become her husband's. After their marriage he had effectively taken over her company and was using it as a cover for his weapons smuggling enterprise. He had picked the perfect bride. She forced a smile to her face when he turned in the chair to regard her with his cold black eyes. Sitting on the desk in front of him, her smile faltered when his hand covered her knee. He hardly ever touched her.

"Good morning, my wife. You look exceptionally lovely today," Sasuke complimented, standing up to run his fingers through her thick hair. "You're positively glowing."

"Am I?" she queried, her body trembling as his fingers traced the curve of her jaw and her chin. "It must be the new make-up I'm using. I always want to be beautiful for you to make you proud."

"You're so sweet. It's why I love you," he murmured in his slightly sinister voice. Slightly? Extremely sinister voice.

Aiko concentrated on relaxing her body when he pulled her forward to kiss her lips. Oh, god! What the hell was going on here?

"Sasuke, are you feeling all right?" she dared to ask.

"I'm fine," he laughed lightly, a very unmelodious sound in her ear. "Is it wrong to show my wife a little affection?"

'For you, it's extremely wrong and highly unusual,' she thought to herself but smiled at him instead. She held her breathe when he leaned in to kiss her again. What the hell…oh, it gets worse. She gasped when he took her hand and pressed it against the hardness below his waist. Oh, no, he can't. Where are all of his girlfriends? Can't he go use one of them and leave her alone like he always does?

"Sasuke, what –" She was cut off by a firm, severe kiss. He would not be taking no for an answer. Although this was her husband, she felt like she was betraying the man she really loved. She felt him pulling her forward off the desk.

"Kneel down," he ordered her, sitting down in the chair.

This just keeps getting more horrifying by the moment. Aiko swallowed hard as she watched him unbuckle his belt and continue until he had taken out his erect member. "Here? In the office? Are you crazy?" she hissed, staring him with panic stricken eyes.

"I'll take you anytime, anywhere, and you will do what I say because you are my wife. Kneel down!" he ordered her, grabbing her by the hand.

Aiko cried out when he jerked her arm so hard a tearing pain burned through her shoulder. Did he rip it out of socket? She glared at him, rubbing her sore shoulder while rotating it a bit. Her eyes held his piercing black ones while she placed her hands on his thighs and lowered herself to her knees between his legs. A heavy feeling formed in her stomach and she closed her eyes when he pulled her head forward. Nausea welled within her so violently she broke into a cold sweat when he traced her lips with the head of his member.

"Now, my wife, show me how much you love me," he commanded her.

Aiko resisted the temptation to bite it off because he would kill her. Her lover was busy with problems of his own from his significant other.

"I want a baby!" Sakura whined shamelessly while pouting and stamping her feet like a two year old who did not get her way. It was truly disgraceful for a grown woman to act in such a way. She was standing there in nothing but a bra and panties which only made it more appalling.

"You're still one yourself. No," Naruto answered bluntly, walking away from her.

"I want a baby!" she yelled, jumping on his back.

"Get off you psycho!" he bellowed, shaking her off of his back. He turned on her before she could roundhouse kick him. Grabbing her by the ankle, he pushed her over onto her back. He could not keep the smile from curling her lips when she crashed to the floor with a shriek of pain.

"Bastard!" she screamed, launching herself off the floor. She jumped onto the front of him, wrapping herself around him like a monkey. Rubbing her body against him, she knew he would not be able to resist her for long because he was a man after all. "You will give me a baby."

Naruto groaned in aggravation and disgust, throwing the pink haired harpy on the bed. He screwed her hard and fast, suffering through the event to finish off with a pathetic orgasm during ejaculation. Afterwards, he took another shower and went to work.

Little did Aiko and Naruto know that their complicated relationship was about to get even more complicated.