AUTHOR'S NOTE:
I'm sorry for a day long delay, hehe. To those who are having a difficult time to follow through the sequencing, a friendly reminder that this in fact is a collection anthology (redundant!) of SasuSaku stories, that dates before them before being married, (please refer to Naruto 700, sorry for spoilers!); thus post - 699. This isn't in chronological order! But it'll sum up in the end hehe! Don't want to confuse anyone, as I personally think I'm working on its cohesiveness hihi.
Anyway, please review and I hope you guys like it!
4. A Visitor
. . .
Sasuke walked steadily, listen to the calm rustle of trees and whistles of the crickets. It was a full moon, and the wind gave off a chilly vibe, however it soothed his aching muscles. He just came home from a 2-week long mission with Naruto and Shikamaru, and as much as possible wanted to steer clear from Naruto's obnoxious snoring and Shikamaru's innumerable complaints.
As he was about to approach to suburban area, a shortcut towards his apartment, a flutter of white drapery hovered over a high balcony. It flew open to unveil a windowed sliding door.
Sasuke turned on his feet as he passed the snug home. "Sakura's house, huh?" Sasuke thought to himself. After his ass was dragged back by Naruto, as the war ended and after his "emotionally-releasing" journey of solitude, it had come to his senses he did actually like Sakura from Day 1. He recalled saving her countless times of vital danger, and he somehow burst out some Savior complex. Sometimes he'd blame his traumatic and scarring past for being so dense. Sometimes he'd blame puberty.
Curiously, he made his way up to the balcony of his room. He'd never admit it, but he missed her. Two weeks without a morning greeting as he walked through the village, sweet smiles as she would patch him up, after some Team 7 training, and it left his glass half-empty. He missed her, but had absolutely no clue how to express it in the least humiliating way possible.
Carefully yielding the curtains inside, he peered through the glass. Garbed in a pink tank top, Sakura was enveloped by her thin covers, sleeping soundly. Fascinated, Sasuke palmed the glass, intently mapping out the delicate curves of her body. Sakura's face, illuminated by the pale moonlight, shimmered a lustrous innocence, as her pink hair strayed softly by her cheeks. Sasuke blushed unconsciously. Later, he grimaced as he noticed that the other half of the door was invitingly wide open. He gently closed it and rolled his eyes, muttering things like how this girl acts like she was born yesterday. Sakura's naiveness somehow annoyed, yet attracted Sasuke peculiarly.
With one last look at Sakura's sleeping face, he leaped by the roofs and made his way home. Sasuke decided it'd be best for her (More like him) to drop by her balcony every night from now on.
Yeah, thats it. Just doing her a favor, naive-natured and all. A friendly gesture from a teammate, no more no less. Sasuke thought.
If Naruto could translate thoughts,
"Yeah right, teme!"
Countless nights went by, and Sasuke was left to be surprisingly less crankier than usual, despite the lack of sleep. Wistfully daydreaming, he'd replay his memories like some VCD. Each night was different from the other, sometimes Sakura would study her medical books, pacing back and forth memorizing out loud, amusing Sasuke when she'd mispronounce some words, then she'd curse countlessly. Sometimes she'd just be casually lounging, in her many bear pajamas and occasionally some pastel colored tank top and floral shorts on warmer nights. But Sasuke would hit the hay, the minute he'd arrive home. Utilizing more than enough chakra to shield his chakra. Kinda ironic.
But someone's starting to take notice.
Sasuke casually walked, hands in his pockets-slightly slouching, his way up the Hokage Tower to pick up his mission payment from Kakashi. Suddenly, he was tackled by a flash of yellow by a left pillar.
"Teme! You asshole!"
Naruto pinned him down for an eighth of a second, but Sasuke swiftly countered it and threw Naruto over his head, slamming against the wall. Restraining him, "What the fuck are you talking about?!" Sasuke hissed.
"You better tell me if you're infiltrating some foreign ninja enemies, teme! I've had enough of your shit!" Naruto grabbed him by his collar.
Astonished, Sasuke released Naruto and annoyingly rolling his eyes. "Yeah. I'm betraying the village for a second time now, and I have absolutely no intention of stopping." Sasuke scoffed, sarcastically.
Naruto whined "Oh c'mon teme! Don't burst my bubble on telling me that I can't be some hero again" Naruto dreamily looked away, "Think about it teme, Naruto Uzumaki stops the Uchiha Survivor from another war from ever happening!"
Sasuke ultimately lost his patience and continue his way up the stairs. Naruto chased him and yelled "But, teme! Care to explain this!", pointing at the apples of his cheeks.
"What, those drawn-on-whiskers?"
"No, asshole! and besides, these whiskers are natural, 'ttebayo. I mean these."
Naruto wiggling and pointing underneath his eyes. Sasuke raised an eyebrow.
"Teme, your eyebags. They're more like suitcases now, than bags. And don't go denying! I caught you like, two times running and jumping on the roofs at night, ne teme? Basic ninja techniques getting rusty?" Naruto teased.
Sasuke's eyes widen at how he could he just made some mediocre mistake. His thoughts wrangled, thinking of some excuse.
"…Take-out."
"What!? Who were you taking a punch on? Why didn't you call me?!" Naruto angrily gasped.
"You idiot, literal takeout. At the 24-hour convenience mart…sometimes extra shaving razors and tomatoes."
Naruto stared blankly. Sasuke was agitated that he look somehow unconvinced.
"Oh okay teme."
Sasuke sighed a breath of relief.
Naruto added, "Oh and by the way! If you're gonna do some take-out tonight, pick me up some seafood cup ramen, alright?"
Sasuke ignored him and made his way to Kakashi's office.
Waking up, rested, Sasuke decided to take a power nap after a heavy dinner. He knew it'd be better to gain full energy, to avoid any mishaps again. Grabbing a navy blue hoodie, he set off by his window.
Pouncing swiftly and stealthily along the rooftops of the village, he raised his hood and concealed his spiky locks. Sakura's house was at an eye's distance. Sasuke smirked.
Naruto wasn't convinced.
Naruto wasn't some gullible genin boy anymore and wasn't about to throw away all the literal blood, sweat and tears just for Sasuke to simply walk away from the village again.
Chewing a minimal and safe dose of food pills Kiba gave him the other day, he put on a shirt and was pumped.
Jumping out his window, "I'm gonna get you Sasuke before you even leave those gates."
Grinning and leaping over the railings.
"Wow, I'm exhausted!" Sakura gasped out as she dove to her bed. She recently didn't spend all the more time with her teammates, and had a lot of surgeries to operate on during the week.
Sasuke arrived before she did, and already concealed himself by the curtains. He notedly watched her breasts bounce, in sync with the bed.
Sakura later stood up, and to much of Sasuke's surprise, (More like satisfied hormones), she stood by he dresser and slowly zipped down her qipao tank. Undeniably, Sasuke found it hard to stop staring. Before Sasuke knew it, she slowly removed her bottoms. Her body was between scrawny and fit, but still had a feminine curve. She had droopy shoulders, but the prominent curve on her breasts and hips made up for it. Toned thighs and ass, probably payed up for all her extra work-outs when she wasn't training her ninja or medical skills. Sakura stared at her self at the mirror, steadily posing and ruffling her pink locks a bit.
She was only clad in her lavender push-up bra, and matching underwear, but sports tape wrapped around her left thigh. (Pulled a muscle the other day.)
Sasuke suddenly felt a pleasantly pinch of pleasure at his groin as his abdomen grew considerably warmer. Inching closer to the mirror, his member ached and he got hold of it and gripped it through his jeans. "Fuck!" Sasuke wheezed as he put his hands in his pants to straighten his "business".
Naruto was a few miles to the outskirts of the suburban area, as he suddenly was able to sense Sasuke's chakra. Partially, though. Following it, he pounced and turned to finally spot him. He caught sight of Sasuke wearing a hoodie, steadily knelling at Sakura's balcony, and looked like pocketing something at his stomach.
Sasuke you bastard! Don't you dare hurt Sakura-chan!
Naruto angrily leaped as high as he can.
Sakura leaned against her dresser, reaching for some bottled substance, other arm reaching for the clasp of her bra. Sasuke blushed and bit his lip, his member growing harder and harder. He eyed the deep cleavage, pressed together. Supple and perky breasts, he thought, that probably grew especially for his hands. Anticipated wretched into him like the teenage boy he was. Time slow-motioned as Sakura was about to unclasp her bra…
"Sasuke!"
Next thing he knew Naruto grappled Sasuke over the railings of Sakura's balcony, falling on the road in front of her house, almost soundlessly.
Thud.
Sasuke winced at the impact of the ground probably gashed his back and the throbbing of his dick.
"Sasuke how could you do this!? Why would you hurt Sakura-chan?!" Naruto screamed at the top of his lungs.
"The fuck, dobe?!"
"And if it weren't for me?! You could've sliced and diced up Sakura! We're your teammates!" Tears swelling up in his cerulean blue eyes. "Doesn't that mean anything to you!?"
Sasuke gaped, incredulously mind-fucked on what he was just hearing.
Sasuke breathed out "I didn't even bring my katana…"
Naruto then pointed at the engorged figure, protruded at Sasuke's groin.
"I have no idea what kind of weapon that is, but I saw you! I fucking saw you grabbing on it like you were about to slice her up."
Sasuke angrily reddened, but actually was at a loss of words.
"Well, aren't you gonna say something Sasuke?!"
Naruto's tears dropped to Sasuke's cheeks, accompanied by his tensioned glare slowly softening with realization.
"..."
"..."
"You were peeking, you're such a voyeur."
Naruto plainly said, as they slumped by the window stools at the 24-hour convenience mart. They both were eating some instant microwavable katsudon. Sasuke had water and Naruto had orange juice. Naruto treated him to some midnight snacks, making up for tackling him over the balcony.
"Tch. I'm not, dobe."
"Whatever Sasuke." Naruto giggle as he chewed. "I thought you were gay or something, but you didn't have to say anything, the thing I saw was all I needed. You've got the hots for Sakura and you know it. " Grinning tauntingly.
Sasuke glared "…Sometimes I just wanted to do it. She was naive you know. Always leaving her door open. I guess I really wanted to protect her."
Naruto nudged him by the elbows. "She's a strong kuinochi, you know? She can handle herself." Sasuke gulped on his water.
"There probably something more to than just protecting her, ne, teme?" Naruto winking.
Smirking, Sasuke replied "That. I'll be keeping to myself." Spooning his rice, "And dobe, don't you even think about telling a soul about this."
"Of course teme! Shinobi's honor!" Naruto teased. "Probably won't handle Sakura punching you in the face, as much as I usually could!"
"Yeah. And maybe if you told anyone, I might as well leave again…" Sasuke teased jokingly.
Naruto whined "Teme just please stop. Fucking pissing me off!"
"…or maybe something worse." Sasuke smirked and glanced at the blonde boy.
"And what would that be?"
"I can go on and tell the Hyuuga girl and her ferocious father- like how you describe him, what you were up to when we last went to the onsen." Sasuke smirked. "You know what they say, huh voyeur. Takes one to know one."
Naruto choked on a cutlet of pork, gasping.
"Okay, okay! We're even, even!"
