A/N: This fic is a collection of short possible ends for 'In That Room'. You should read that story before reading this one. I still think that the aforementioned oneshot should end like it did, but some people wanted to know what would happen, if they would find each other… And I thought about several options, so here we go! Each chapter shows a possible end. It totally takes the mystery away, but still I hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Have you heard about a girl buying Naruto and its copyright? No? So I still own nothing, thank you.
End #1
"Good morning, sweetheart."
She opened her green eyes and saw the handsome face of her husband. She smiled at him and stretched.
"'Happy already? It seems that your dreams were very good" he said, getting up from their bed.
"Oh yeah, very good indeed."
"What was your dream about?"
"I was swimming in a chocolate sea" she lied. She felt horrible about lying to him. But how would she say 'honey, I dreamt about having sex with another man, and I'm having this dream every night since several years ago'? She couldn't. Of course she loved her husband, but she also loved the man in her dreams.
"A chocolate sea? That surely explains your good mood." He kissed her and took her hand. "Come; let's have breakfast. It may be your day off, but I still have to go to work."
"Ok, dear. Do you want me to make you those pancakes you love?"
"You just read my mind! Thank you!"
After he left, she threw herself on the couch, zapping through the TV channels without actually seeing anything. She let her mind think about her unique situation. During the day, she was a loyal wife and a talented doctor. During the night, in her dream, she was the fiery lover of a nameless man. When she was in that room, she didn't know she was married. She only knew she belonged to that man and it felt like heaven. When she was with him, she was happy she could remember. But when she woke up, she wished so hard she could forget. The guilt that came with the sunlight was just unbearable. One of the reasons why she was looking for him was that she had a tiny little hope that the man was married, too, and that it would make her not dream about him anymore. It would be the right thing to do, although it would hurt a lot. Because she would always remember.
When her husband arrived, she was taking a nap on the couch. He ran his hand through her silky pink locks and woke her up with a kiss.
"Honey! You're back! Let me make us some dinner."
"No. Not tonight. I was thinking about taking you out to dinner. What do you think, Sakura?"
"I think I love you. I'll be ready in a second."
Three hours later, they went back home. She went to their room and started taking off her dress. Then she felt a kiss on the crook of her neck.
"Let me do this" her husband whispered seductively on her ear.
"So this was your evil plan since the beginning, huh?"
"It's not my fault that I have a beautiful and hot wife…"
She laughed and kissed him passionately, unbuttoning his shirt. Having sex with her husband was totally different from having sex with her nameless dream lover. In real life she was more conservative than in her dream, and it made a huge difference. It's not that the man in her dream was better than her husband; things were just different.
She always slept better after making love to her husband. That's why she was smiling when 'woke up' in that room.
"Happy today, aren't we?" her lover greeted her with a heated kiss.
"Guess I had a good day."
"Have you already found me?"
"Not yet. But I'm still looking for you. You know I won't give up, right?"
"Right. Hey, come here, I've been missing you!"
If she slept better after making love to her husband, she also woke up better after making love to the nameless man in that room.
"Honey, really, you have to teach me how to wake up feeling that good!"
"It's actually easy" she said, sitting up and crossing her legs. "All you need is to have good dreams during the night."
"Well, you say it's easy, but it's not something that we can actually control, right?"
"Wrong. You can think about good things before you sleep. Chances are your dreams will be as good."
"Hm… Most of the times I think about you before I drift into sleep."
She smiled, trying hard to hide the guilty feeling that rose in her chest. Her husband thought about her, but she thought about her lover, who would be waiting for her in that room that only the two of them knew.
"Is that so? Well, then you must have good dreams. Tell me, what did you dream about this night?"
He scratched his head. "Ano… I'm not sure. It must have been nothing important, I guess, because I don't remember it. Actually I never remember my dreams. Weird, huh?"
"Really?" she said, while looking into his unique-colored eyes. "It's not usual… It could be a neuropathy!"
"Woman, do not scare me, ok?" he said in mock fear.
"I'm serious about this. I'll schedule you an appointment with a neurologist."
"No! I'm sure it's nothing serious."
"Hey, you know that you're not supposed to argue with your wife!"
"Is that so?" he raised an elegant eyebrow. "And what will the almighty Sakura do if I don't go to the doctor?"
"No sex for a week."
He widened his eyes. "Nooooooo! Anything but that! I'll do whatever you want."
She laughed. "That's my man. Now let's get some breakfast. You're cooking!" she got up just in time to escape from his bear hug.
"Hyuuga Sakura, you're impossible!"
"Come! I'm hungry, Neji, and today I want waffles."
