"He's Left You Alone Again Sakura-chan"

by operadeglace


(This is part of the NaruSaku Revolution series in which I am trying to delve into different possibilities while working with the canon ending, as to how things can still turn NaruSaku. I DO NOT CONDONE CHEATING/AFFAIRS/ADULTERY. This is just a plausible possibility that I wrote. If you're offended by the material, DO NOT READ OR REVIEW.)


"Mom, I'm going to get ready for my test tomorrow." Salada says studiously as she leaves her mother to her dusting.

"Boys are weird, huh?" Sakura sighs to herself.

She could remember very clearly how she thought of boys at her daughter's age.

"Sasuke-kun…"

She smiles sadly and shakes her head. Those years were far away now. How she yearned to feel the wind rush through her hair as she leaped through trees, and sprinted through country fields on missions.

Freedom. Friendship. Love.

So different from the life she led now…

Although, she loved her beautiful daughter, she couldn't help but feel so lonely in their large house with Sasuke always gone.

Before she knew it, memories of the past had trapped her like a genjutsu, and the darkness of twilight fell upon her in the Uchiha abode.

"Dusting at this time of day, Sakura-chan?"

Sakura was jolted out of her reverie by a most recognizable and beloved voice. She looked down to see that she was still on her step stool holding her duster.

"W-what brings you to our home, Naruto?" She says quietly, smiling with her back still facing her dearest friend, her hands continue the dusting that they were doing hours previously.

She couldn't see Naruto, but she could hear his controlled breathing.

It was silent for a few moments before he spoke.

"He's left you alone again, Sakura-chan."

Sakura's heart twists in her chest at his words. He was angry. She turned to respond to the Hokage in residence, and suddenly found that he quickly bridged the distance between them, his hands swiftly grabbing her by the waist as he hoisted her down from the ladder and onto her feet.

The pink haired kunoichi looked up to see cerulean eyes peering down at her, his height dwarfing her now in their adulthood.

"Naruto… we can't do this… Salada is in the other room," Sakura whispers as Naruto's lips brush her collarbone.

"We're good at being quiet… we're shinobi… and she fell asleep on her books." She feels him smirk against her skin.

"Please… Naruto… I can't…" She moans as his hands smooth along her neck and arms.

"Shhhh… just let me." He repeated her name so reverently in time with his tender touches and kisses that made her feel so desired and wanted.

"My Sakura-chan should never be alone or sad." She feels his fingers slide between their bodies and towards her thighs.

"N-Naruto…" She gasps weakly as he moves passionately against her.

—-

Naruto reties the string on his sweatpants and gropes the floor in the darkness for his white coat. After he finds the garment and slips it over his shoulders, he tenderly helps Sakura up to her feet and smooths her matted hair as close as he could back to normal. The young Hokage pauses to admire the pink-haired woman before him.

"You're so beautiful, Sakura-chan." He breathes out in a very sad and heart-breaking way as he wrapped his arms around her tightly, speaking once more into her cherry blossom hair.

"I would kiss you every time I saw you." Naruto whispers gently as Sakura finds every word that he utters to visibly shake her.

"I would make you smile as often as I could. Sakura-chan's smile is the best…" He continues as tears gather in the corners of her eyes.

"I still love you… so much."

Naruto kisses Sakura with as much passion as he could muster, trying to convey to her that his love meant more than the silly words spilling lamely from his mouth.

"You need to go back to your family, Naruto." Sakura says firmly as tears drip from her chin.

—-

"I will never stop loving you."

She smiled at his parting words as he retreated into the shadows of night, his white coat twisting in the wind under the light of the moon..

Sakura knew she would never stop loving him either.

-The end of part one.

-Story by Opera de Glace