Naruto (c) Masashi Kishimoto
When Haruno Sakura woke up ay midday, she stayed in bed with a sly smile on her lips. The great view outside was calling to her through the glass window of that concrete and stone room but she stayed in bed, wrapping her naked body with the cool sheets. She could hear the faint delicious rush of water hitting the boulders on that waterfall nearby and yet she stayed in bed. Not one beautiful thing can get her out of that bed.
Except for Uchiha Sasuke. A rustle from the sheets and his deep baritone sent Sakura up against the nearest wall. Kami- what a sight! Sasuke sprawled on his stomach on her bed, naked save for the blanket draped on his butt, one hand hanging down the floor.
'So he stayed the night,' Sakura smiled to herself as she slowly approached the half-asleep figure. His hair was a total mess and he looked exhausted. She combed his hair with her fingers under his sleepy stares.
"Good morning Sasuke-kun," she blushed at his look- all dewy and childlike. It made her want to cosset him like a baby even more.
"It's already afternoon," he replied sleepily, "should you be up and naked?" he suddenly pulled her towards him, her back on his front. Sakura gave no struggles or shrieks.
He licked the back of her left ear while he drew snake figures on her right hip. Sakura closed her eyes as he whispered, "Say it."
"Say what?" she whispered back. He was blowing wisp of sir where his tongue had been making her shiver a little.
"The news, what else?" he said, only a decibel higher than her whispers.
"I've said it for the umpteenth time since last month," she gave a pout even if he can't see it.
"Then say it again," he said coolly. She could feel his lips forming into a smile on her nape. She sighed. Deep.
"I'm pregnant Sasuke-kun," he hated that honorific. Kun is for little cute boys. It makes him feel short of a man but Sakura can't help it especially at tender moments like this, which is rare.
He remained still for a few minutes as if shocked by the news, which is old by now. Sakura feared he'd forgotten how to breathe.
"Sasuke?" she reached her hands behind for the feel of the sharp outline of his jaw. He moved after a while but only to rest his chin on her shoulder and to feel the small resonating chakra on her belly.
"Arigatou," he said at last. But it was not devoid of any emotions- it was everything. She shifted, tried to look him in the eye. He turned away. He got up and walked from the bed. He paused at the open door with his back on her.
"I'll be out late. Don't wait up for me," he said before walking out, closing the door him and shutting her out. Probably going to get dressed in his room.
Just as expected. Complicated Sasuke is still complicated since he dragged her into this age-old hideout of Madaram two months ago. The old man Madara, busy with with forming alliances and staging a great war against Konoha didn't even know his nephew had build a home out of the ruins of this hideout for his pink-haired whore and soon, his bastard child.
She got up from bed, but not before wrapping her body round with the blanket, and walked towards the glass window. Endless mountains and endless skies. The view of the country up on her window. It was bliss. She rested her forehead on the glass as she imagined her child, with raven-hued hair roaming the verdant plains, climbing the towering trees, swimming the shinning streams. Kami, she was afraid pregnancy made her sentimental.
Two months ago, it was impossible to think of these things. She remembered, as she always did everyday since her confinement here, the very night she was brought in:
The crickets were singing. The bamboos, assigned as their audience clapped with the waterfalls in the background. Sakura heard them all but she couldn't see. She moved her head down to discover a shaft of light farther down the cot where she was laid, illuminating only a small portion of her bleeding feet. A figure suddenly appeared carrying that shaft of light which was to her dismay, a small lighted candle.
"Sasuke," she wondered how many times she'd called that name since last night.
"H-n" came the empty reply.
"Where am I? Take me back to Konoha now. Now."
He came towards her carrying a fluffy blanket with his other hand.
"Come home with me," she grabbed that cold unfeeling hand so that he dropped the candle he was carrying to the stone floor. "We've been waiting for you to come home since forever." The poor candle was broken with the impact of its crash to the floor, it rolled off sideways where its wick hit the concrete wall. The flame was immediately put off so that Sasuke and sakura was enveloped in total darkness, with him bending over her. She was afraid to speak all of a sudden.
"Undress," he said after a while.
"No!" She sat up and winced when her feet ached.
"Undress now Sakura," his voice sounded a little nasty or so she thought.
"No, you heard me Sasuke- I said No!" where she got the guts to speak that way to her captor she didn't have a clue, all she knew was that she didn't want to obey; not again, not ever.
"I said undress!" he thundered, gripping her arm, "I'm giving you a bath."
"What?" she felt stupid.
"Undress!" his grip tightened on her arm making he yelp in pain.
"No!No!No!" she shrieked punching his bare chest in and fury. It was a late reaction of sorts. She knew she ought to do this from the moment she walked in her house last night.
"Fuck it!" he caught her fists and lung them down the floor. He reached for he rshirt and ripped them to shreds. Next came off her skirt making her naked as a newborn.
She was silenced by all of these. She stared at him with her questioning eyes though she was sure he couldn't see it, not in this darkened room. She didn't complain when he wrapped her with the fluffy fabric he'd brought in and carried her bridal style out of that room.
The hallway that greeted them was long and winded. Rows of lighted candle adorned the walls. They passed a hundred or so wooden doors before they reached the gates of that house. Sakura heard the sound of waterfalls stronger now, even before she noticed the full moon.
"I can walk," she said. He put her down on her feet and followed her slow pace silently.
"Sakura."
"What?" she put on an irritated face when she swung around to face him. The rough pebbles were hurting her bare feet she wished she had enough courage to tell Sasuke to carry her bridal style again.
He pointed to the right telling her without words it is where the waterfalls is located, not to the left where she was headed. She sighed and let him drag her to her bath. She kept a constant eye on him during the painful walk, she could smell a trap brewing or otherwise why would Sasuke play nurse like this?
He pulled her a little stronger she almost fell face down the ground were it not for his great reflexes. He immediately caught her in the waist with both arms.
"Arigatou," she said. Arigatou? Did she just thanked the amn who deflowered and kidnapped her?
"H-n" it was his fault yet he didn't even apologize. He didn't let her go again instead he hoisted her up and carried her over his shoulder that she wailed like a pig.
"I knew it you bastard! I knew it!" she attacked his back with her little punches and she kicked her legs widely. "Putting on a good guy façade while you're planning to feed me to kami knows what beasts you are keeping down there."
"Does it even it occur tom you that you're at my mercy here?" he asked coolly to which Sakura pondered.
"My point exactly," she snarled, her impending tragic death made her even braver, "Why don't you forego the preliminaries and get it over with?"
"H-n" with that he threw her down the raging waterfall, drowning her piercing screams. Once underwater, Sakura's feet hit a boulder. She twisted and turned in pain. She was being pushed by the current to the bottom but she could'nt care less. She was past dead she knew. The searing pain was too much to even think of resurfacing from rock bottom. Just get it over with. Just get it over with and die.
Something big jumped into the water. The disturbed current sent Sakura crashing down another boulder. She opened her eyes only to see the fluffy fabric once wrapped around here drifting away and blood. Her own blood painting the clear pristine waters. This is it. She knew Sasuke wouldn't let her die easy.
She felt the beast pulling her up by the arms and she closed her eyes. Just get it over with.
She felt the beast holding her waist and she shut her eyes tighter. The beast was surprisingly tender.
She felt the beast fondling her breasts and she opened her eyes. Sasuke stared down at her, water bubbles coming out out of his flared nostrils. Shed gone deaf and couldn't hold on any longer. She struggled away from him to die in isolation but then Sasuke kissed her so that they were locked in that beautiful exchange of breath. So that she could live and be his toy forever. She might as well be dead than let this bastard kiss her. She might as well drown than be fooled again. But she was kissing him back. And hungrily too. Without breaking their connection, he brought them together on the surface. It was Sakura who turned away.
"Please," was all she could say before swimming away to the bank. She limped off to the nearest tree and sat there. Exhausted and cold. Sasuke went after her.
"Please, don't come near me, Please!" she cried. Even without his Akatsuki coat on, he looked like he did last night, all drenched and face haunted. She knew he'll do what he did last night cries broke to howls as he embraced her, tight. Another late reaction. She should howl like this last night.
"No please," she kicked and screamed but he held her in place. "stay away from me…I- I don't know what to think… I don't know what to do anymore…"
He patted the base of her skull where he felt and saw blood. "Just lie down there," he said lowly, "and let me do the rest."
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A/N: Lame. Slow Pace. No Sasuke POV. Sorry... Sorry... somehow I couldn't maintain the direct voice from the morning after. But I'm not giving up on lemons, I do think sex contribute a great deal to a story's aesthetic. Call it porno, call it erotica- either way both had literary merit .whattya think?