COMING HOME
CHAPTER TWO - WHEN'S THE LAST TIME WE DID SOMETHING FOR THE FIRST TIME?
BY VANYA ATMA

AN: I do not own Naruto. And yes, yes this chapter does have at least one sexual scene. Read at own risk. 18+.

"Don't you dare laugh." I threatened, shimmying the rest of the way into the pajama pants Ino had thrown at me the moment I'd snuck into her bedroom window.

Cheeks flushed from a mixture of pent up laughter and the after effects of alcohol, Ino was sprawled out on her bed, long bare legs curled around herself. She'd been snoring lightly as I'd tip toed in and had only awakened after I'd turned on the light and shoved her off the bed.

"Ok, ok, let me get this straight, Itachi walked you home," Ino started, plucking at a stray strand of string on her thread bare shorts. "Then walked into your home."

Nodding my head I flopped to the end of her bed. "And then he followed me into my bedroom." I omitted the part about calling Itachi Uchiha a creeper and the whole penis size thing.

Tilting her head to the side slightly Ino gave me a curious look. "Did you once tell him to leave?"

My eyes dashed about her disaster of a room as I thought. Ino, bless her soul, could create beautiful pieces of artwork at the flower shop but when it came to her living space she was just as bad as Naruto.

"No, I don't think I did."

Pursing her lips together Ino took a minute to let that settle in. "Ok, so let's get to the next part, how you ended up in my room without pants?"

I blushed to my hairline as I stumbled over my next words. "Well, uhm, er, uhh." I was a blubbering fool.

She burst out laughing then. "Don't tell me, please don't tell me! You did something sexual with Itachi didn't you!"

Her accusation made me want to crawl under the bed and not come out for the next decade. "No, I mean, uhg! Yes."

The laughter died slowly, making me peak up from under my arm where I'd shoved my face in shame.

"Was it really that bad?" There was a grimace on her porcelain features.

"Well, no, it wasn't bad..."

"Wait!" Jumping to her knee's she hovered over me. "Don't tell me you finally lost it! You got rid of that stupid virginity! I am so proud of you Sakura! Now we can go out and pick up guys whenever we want!"

I had to hold onto her arms to keep from being pushed off the side of the bed from her excitement. "No! You pig! He just ate me out! And you're in a relationship or did you forget that!"

There was a long heartbeat as we looked into each other's eyes, it was like one of those moments just before a storm, the silence was so thick you could cut it. But over a decade of friendship had us both cackling madly instead of letting the anger get to us.\

"You're right." She huffed out, falling back to her pillows. "Now that I've got the man I've wanted my entire life I find myself happily resembling an old lady."

Laying beside her long blond hair I let out a soft sigh. "I'm glad you found your small box of happiness."

We hadn't really had this kind of conversation in a while, not since I'd found out she was with Sasuke, I think she had honestly expected me to be mad. Before the war I would have been. But after losing the woman who had raised me, seeing so much death and killing so many I'd come to the harsh realization that life was short, that I shouldn't take things for granted.

"And that's what truly amazes me Sakura, that I'm so happy." She sounded like a little girl again, her voice small and whispered out between her lips.

We laid there for a few, the quiet stretching out companionably before I finally said. "You get to turn the light out."

Reaching over the edge of the bed Ino pilfered around till she came up with a shoe, to which she threw it across the room, hitting the light switch dead on. It was great to be nin sometimes.

In the calming of the night my eyes started to drift asleep, but then Ino opened her mouth. "So he knows how to use his tongue?"

"Ino, I really want to punch you somewhere inappropriate right now."

I awoke to soft whispers and the smell of bacon.

"Mm." My moan of pleasure was followed with a hard smack on my back side.

"You're finally up! Pinky, I thought you'd sleep the afternoon away." Ino yelled way too excited as I yelped indignantly.

"She's not like you Ino." Sasuke's deep voice sounded from around the corner, where he walked into the bedroom from the hallway. His comment should have been an insult but the simple way he said it with warmth to it you knew it was just him teasing his girlfriend.

Poking him in the center of his chest Ino scrunched up her nose and stuck out her tongue. Sasuke acted immediately, swooping down to kiss that tongue of hers back into her mouth, then into his.

Fake gagging sounds erupted from my mouth making Ino blush and giggle like a little girl.

"I've gotta get going to the hospital." I say patting my stomach, it was so full I looked like at any moment I could have a baby.

"But you don't even have to be in till Monday." Ino replied, nibbling on a piece of toast.

I laughed but it was filled with anything but mirth. "Tell that to the people who get stuck by sharp things."

"Ok, but you have to promise we will hang out again before we both start our full shifts."

Nodding my head in agreement I place my dirty plate in the sink and make my way to the front door, I tried to use doors when I could.

"Sakura." Sasuke's voice came from behind me and I turned, smiling at his lean form. "I was told to give this to you."

The smile slowly died as I read the piece of paper.

'I am not finished.'

I didn't get the chance to spend more time with Ino that weekend, nor well into the next week. There were others out there who could compete with me in the medical field but in Konoha I was the most called on, because I made myself available. It's what Tsunade had encouraged me to do, if I could do something then I should do it.

I honestly forgot about Itachi and his mouth on... me, I'd had to heal so many wounds that my days blurred. Sleep deprivation was real, Ino had to force the hospital to let me go home after she found me nodding off in the hallway. Needless to say she'd been furious that I hadn't been let off in eight days strait.

Hot water trailed down my back as I leaned against the tiled wall of my own shower. The pressure was amazing as it beat into the sore muscles of my shoulders and upper back. The hospital provided beds and showers for the nurses and Dr.s who worked there, but not having to worry about someone else walking in or bothering me that I was taking too long was a sweet delicacy that I cherished.

My skin was pink to match my hair when I finally stepped out, the towel I wrapped around myself was thick and plush, absorbing the droplets on the first pass. I was bent to dry off my legs when the bathroom door suddenly swung open.

My fist flew out before I knew it, striking at whoever it was that dared barge in on me. Crisp pines entered my nostrils as my blow was knocked aside, revealing Itachi. He stood just inside the bathroom, black cloak opened to lean muscles wrapped in white bandage. Pants hanging low on his hips, the thin cloth defined the V cut between his hips. Why was it that everything had me thinking of his cock!

"Get out!" I screeched, scrambling to cover myself with the towel.

"I warned you I was not finished." Itachi's words were low and dark, slithering over my bare skin, making me shiver. Gravity shifted as the ground came out from under me, Itachi bodily lifted me, throwing the top half of my frame over a single shoulder.

"Itachi!" I flailed, trying to cover my lower half which was sticking out like there was no care in the world. "Can't we talk about this like civil humans?"

"No." And then I was flying, my back hit the bed as I bounced a few times, grasping the towel as if it was my last life line.

"You can't just barge into my home like this Itachi!" The cloak dropped to the floor in a soft whoosh of a sound, though it was deafening to my ears. "I'm not part of your clan, I'm a Kunoichi of Konoha and you should fucking respect that!"

"What did I tell you about your mouth Sakura?" He asked though it was anything but a question. Itachi closed the space between us, but I scooted back shivering from still being half wet.

"You should leave Itachi, I don't know what you want with me, but if I tell Naruto he'll come down on you with a fist of hurt!" I knew my threat was ridiculous, this was Itachi Uchiha, I'd seen the power that prowled just underneath his skin and it truly scared me. Naruto was one thing, but when it came down to it he had morals, Itachi did not.

He snagged my ankle, dragging my bare butt against the torn comforter, another hand wrapped around my hip as he lifted me into the air. Confusion swamped me as I tried to comprehend what he was doing to me.

I hit a wall, my spine lined up with the pink paint, the ceiling so close I just needed to reach out to touch it. A little yelp escaped, I was used to being close to five feet, not over ten. Itachi had taken my lack of thought to slide his hands around to my ass, both fists grasping the muscled globes.

My knees were next to his ears, calves thrown over his shoulders. With another strangled yelp my head arched back, fire shooting up from my core where Itachi had shoved his face. The pleasure that I felt at the mercy of Itachi Uchiha had my eyes rolling back and heels pulling him closer.

Hands grasping at anything I found my fingers threading through silken dark hair, softly encouraging the sweet ecstasy that plagued my body. The edge was so near, I could feel it from the tip of my toes to the crest of my scalp.

"Ita..." His name began from between my teeth, but I bit it off, ending it in a moan. Those hands tightened on my ass, squeezing so I squirmed against the motion of his tongue. Never in my wildest dream had I thought I'd been missing something like this in my life. I could kill people without blinking twice, my chakra could bring people back from the brink of death, I'd lived through war and I was a Jounin and yet here I was, being dominated by nothing more than Itachi's talented lips.

He was doing something to my clit that had me twitching involuntarily. This was so wrong and yet so sweet. When the orgasm hit me, my world exploded, I could have sworn I saw colors that I hadn't even known existed.

I came down slowly, the pulse of my clit continuing to send small convulsions through my limbs. Softly Itachi laid me on the bed and that small fact shocked me more than him walking into my room not once but twice and having his way with me.

Peaking out from under my hair I watched as Itachi pulled his cloak back on, the movements sharp and precis. Itachi never did something without a reason to, without know exactly what it was that he was doing.

"Are you going to answer me now?" I dead panned, feeling too much like putty to bother covering myself up. His Sharingan had already roved over all of me, memorizing each imperfection I held.

Pausing in buttoning the cloak his eyes bore into me, unreadable. "I'll be gone for the next two month."

And with that he was walking out my bedroom door.

"You're either sick or just had a good fucking." Ino said, placing her butt in the chair across from me.

I knew I looked like a mess, my hair had dried awkwardly after I'd passed out on my bed the night before while my cheeks were still flushed. I'd barely managed to put decent clothes on after I'd realized I was late for lunch.

Shaking my head slowly stared at the menu, not really seeing what it said. "This is my look of confusion."

"Alright, so we've narrowed it down to having something to do with Itachi."\

"Why do you say this with such joy? Do you like seeing me miserable or something?"

"I don't think its misery, I've seen you miserable and this is not it."

I raised an eyebrow at her. "O yea? Then what am I?"

Her reply came far too quickly. "Confused and liking it."

The waiter came over then, she was a little bitty thing who was aged to perfection. Her old eyes smiled kindly at us as she took our orders and the curls of her white hair bounced as she walked away.

"I honestly wish I could skip all of this and be like her, I don't want a care in the world, I just want to be able to die with a smile on my face." As I talked I tried to get a hand through my long hair in a comforting gesture but my fingers got stuck in the pink disaster popping a smile on Ino's face.

"I mean if you keep hanging out with Itachi you are going to die with a smile on your face." Ino cackled in between me chucking the salt and pepper at her.

"I can't tell you why Itachi is doing what he is doing." Ino said with a shrug to her shoulder. "I asked Sasuke about the first time and from what I got out of his reply was 'Uchiha's never do anything without a reason' whatever the fuck that means."

There were only a few green olives left to my salad and I poked at them with my fork. "It's messing with my head, till the last few weeks he's never shown so much as a wink of interest never mind sexual interest, to anyone, never mind me."

"Don't talk about yourself that way Sakura, you're kinda pretty at least." How Ino kept her face deadpan I'll never know.

Gritting my teeth together to keep from jumping over the table and strangling her I pretended I didn't just hear her insult. "He just walked into my bathroom, threw me over his shoulder then did naughty things to me."

It felt good to watch her choke on her water. Coughing up a lung, it took Ino a minute to reply. "He really likes to man handle doesn't he?"

I stared into the empty salad bowl as if it held the answers to life itself, then slowly I spoke. "I kinda like it though."

This time Ino started choking on her own spit. "Sakura!"

I shot her a devilish smirk.

I needed this girls day, I decided as I walked back to my house weighed down by bags.

"I'll see you at work tomorrow!" Ino yelled, continuing down the path to her own home.

My bags took up the majority of my bed and I found that after I glared at them for a good minute I really didn't want to put them away so I knocked them to the floor and passed out because I knew sleep would come sparingly for the week.

Itachi curled his fingers inside of me, twisting against the nerves much like I imagined he worked seals. He was kissing and licking his way between my hip bones, nipping lightly above my mound. A sound between moan and keen left my lips as he worked a third finger into my core, it felt as though I would tear in two, it was one of the best feelings in the world.

I was on the brink of orgasm when my eyes opened and reality slapped me in the face. The alarm was buzzing loudly while my heart stuttered in my chest. Itachi what have you done to me?

My eyelids were on their way to winning the war, thirty six hours without sleep was something I was used to, forty nine was not. I'd stood up over half an hour ago because the chair had been beckoning me into its warm arms. This meeting for the hospital was dragging on, most of the nurses here had a complaint, Naruto was a champ and calmly listened to his people.

"Now, if there is nothing more," Naruto said, coming to stand his full six foot height. "I'll have my answers back to you as quickly as possible."

Everyone filed out, it was noon and food called. I staid behind though, walking up to Naruto with a lazy smile.

"Look at you," I began, patting the silk of his robe. "Who would have imagined we would be here."

The smile Naruto shared with me crinkled into his clear blue eyes. "I told you I'd be Hokage."

"You proved all my doubts wrong." I said letting my hand fall to my side.

"Come with me, I can write up a few answers to some of their questions right now and you can return them." With a nod of my head I followed Naruto to the room that had been used by each Leader of Konoha. Naruto was so at home behind the huge desk that I almost cried at the beauty of it. Though I think it had more to do with lack of sleep than emotion.

While Naruto quietly scribbled his replies I walked over to the huge windows that overlooked Konoha, it was hard to believe that just two years ago most of the hidden village had been nothing more than rubble.

I didn't realized I dozed off leaning against one of the windowpanes till a deep velvet voice entered my ear. "Go home and sleep now, I'll be by later."

I jerked awake, eyes popping open comically. A white masked figure knelt lazily in the window, balancing on the edge with the balls of his feet. The mask was simple, no paint or carvings into it, just a hooked beak that lead one to think of a bird. The rest of him was covered in black, even his hands were tucked into dark gloves. I wouldn't have known who he was had Itachi not spoken to me. Had it been two months already? No, Itachi had left just over one month.

Naruto stood on the other side of the room talking to two other tall figures in the same kind of mask as Itachi, but that didn't stop the blush that brighten my cheeks.

"You were supposed to be gone for two months." I growled out, back rod strait.

"Pays to be good at your job." Itachi chuckled lowly, voice slightly muffled by the mask, making me think of some other things he was good at.

"Gah!" Once the noise was out of my mouth I regretted it because Naruto and the two Anbu members looked my way then. With a lame smile I waved them off.

"Look, I don't want you in my house till we talk about this." I was happy that I sounded confident and sure of myself. "It's not normal the things you do to me."

"I promise you, many people do sexual things everyday."

I prided myself in the fact that I didn't pulverize Itachi into the ground.

Back at the hospital I lingered, tidying up the front desk even though everything was already in its place.

"You were supposed to have left for home." Ino accused, her big blue eyes coming around the corner.

My nose scrunched up as if I smelled something bad. "I don't wanna."

"Don't make me drag you out the front door by your toes Billboard Brow!"

"I'd love to see you try you fat pig!"

"Come at me you pink forehead, I'll show you what I've been wanting to do to you since we were kids!"

Our yelling match had gathered a small crowd and my next insult was on the tip of my tongue but one of the older nurses came barreling down the hall.

"I'm out!" I say, shooting Ino an evil glare because I knew she'd have to clean up the drama.

Back home I sat at my kitchen table with head hung in my hands, I was exhausted but the feeling that at any moment Itachi would walk through the door or more likely appear out of thin air kept me awake. A single chicken breast was roasting away in the oven and a potato was boiling on the stove, dinner would be ready soon enough even though my body really wasn't all that hungry.

I scoffed down the food once it was ready not really tasting it. The shower was next and I found little enjoyment in the hot water. My bed enveloped me and my eyes beckoned me to sleep, there was nothing left for me to do but let darkness take me.

The bed rocked slowly, bringing me from my slumber, I groaned lowly, snuggling deeper into the pillows, I was so warm.

"Gah!" I called out, sitting up right in bed and twisting out of the way from something cold that had snaked around my waist.

"Shh." Came a deep rumble. In the darkness with only a few slivers of moonlight drifting in from the closed blinds I didn't see much more than Itachi's ink black hair pooled upon the sheets.

"What are you doing in my bed Itachi!" I screeched, my right leg was over the side of the bed and I was ready to make a dash for it. Itachi's strong hands had tightened on my hips though, and held firm.

"Go to bed." He mumbled, tugging me close.

My hands slipped down to his, pulling against the grip. "I'm not fucking you Itachi Uchiha! Now get out of my bed!"

"Good, I'm too tired for that anyways." His rumbled chuckle sent a small shiver up my arms. "You don't really mean that, now c'm here."

I sat there awkwardly for a good minute, Itachi didn't force me any closer but neither did he let me go.

Huffing out a small breath I whispered. "You won't force me to have sex with you right?"

The coughed out laugh that left his lips had me blushing. "No, I have no interest in raping you Sakura."

Tentatively I lowered myself to the pillow, shivering at how cold Itachi's body was next to mine. "Then what is your interest in me Itachi?"

"Shh, sleep."

My teeth gnashed together, biting off a scathing remark. "Why have you suddenly started showing up whenever you want?"

My question fell on shadows, Itachi released me, his fingers sliding over the bared skin of my hips. I only wore shorts and a loose shirt.

"You know you can't just..." A single finger fell on my lips, abruptly shutting me up.

"You can tell me tomorrow about the things I can and can not do." I wasn't sure why his simple statement sounded so much like a threat. "But for now, sleep."

I never intended to fall asleep with Itachi next to me, one moment I was staring at the ceiling, counting the tiles while the next I knew of nothing.

AN:
It's been great to see all the reviews for the last chapter, so here is this one. I hope the next one will come out in just under a week.
And for those of you who question why Sakura doesn't use her Jutsu against Itachi, he's not really hurting her, just man handling her a little.
And I can kinda see this story going far, but I feel like it might get to about 25K, I need some ideas for fillers. Throw 'em at me.