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Target 10: Reconnect

Comprehending the hostage situation, emerald orbs widened in fear as her hands flew up trying to detach the hand around her neck. The grip was nothing gentle and she was sure to bruise. Whether it was a ruse Sasuke had thought up or not, the feeling of helplessness washed over her body. She had knowledge of self–defense, but against an assassin she would be squashed like a bug. She felt the dark aura coming from her husband and it scared her, especially when he indirectly threatened her life. She dearly hoped his mission was to bluff his opponents into submission in order to escape.

Naruto immediately pulled out his gun and aimed it at his best friend. Wanting to test the waters, the blond kept his gun pointed and took a step forward. Instantly the grip around Sakura's neck tightened and she panicked. Naruto didn't dare make another move, afraid of pushing his best friend in ending the life of an innocent person. As much as he hated to admit, all the cards were in Sasuke's favor. Naruto gritted his teeth; he disliked negotiations for it was his major flaw. It was always Kakashi or Shikamaru that did the talking in these sorts of situations. The team he had surrounding the dark haired man were juniors in negotiation that it would be pointless to put any of them against Sasuke.

"Have everyone pull back," the dark haired man said, his hold tightening ever so slowly. "Unless you want the reason of her death on your shoulders."

"You heard him," Naruto barked. "Get out of here!"

Sasuke continued to keep his guard up as he felt the tension lessen around him. Eventually the only person left in his way was standing before him. The grip he had around his wife's neck loosened slightly, just enough to let her relax a bit and breathe easier.

"We got a problem Naruto," Tenten's voice spoke through the communicator. "ROOT has been alerted. We got three minutes, tops."

"That's just great!" the blond blurted out.

Having his own communicator linked, Sasuke heard everything. His only task was to avoid getting caught and escape with his wife unharmed. Unfortunately the only plan he could muster at the moment involved using his wife. As much as he disliked the thought of it, there was no other choice. They all needed to get out before ROOT made their presence known, especially when ANBU and ROOT haven't been on good terms for some time. None of then could risk getting caught, especially when the young couple had been pronounced dead.

Releasing his grasp around her neck completely, Sasuke harshly shoved Sakura forward toward the blond. Acting upon instincts, Naruto moved and caught the stumbling woman. His desire to help rewarded him with a direct punch to the face. The blond stumbled back as the woman he had helped was yanked out of his arms. Though unstable, the blond aimed his gun ready to fire. The dark haired male stepped forward and pushed Naruto's arm, making him fire into the darkness. Sasuke's stepped his left leg behind Naruto and used the force of his upper body to push him down to the ground. Rolling on his back, Naruto distance himself away from his best friend and landed in a crouched position. He lifted his gun up without properly aiming and fired.

"You really think you can hit me without aiming?"

"Shut up teme!" Naruto said, getting up on his feet. "The next one won't miss!"

"Stop Sasuke–kun…"

Sasuke turned his head to look over at his wife and his eyes widened slightly.

"Sakura!"

"Sakura–chan?"

Her right hand was placed right by her left shoulder; between her middle and fore finger was the wound. Time seemed to stand still, her body sluggishly relaying the pain to her mind. Sakura felt something warm run along her fingers and moved her eyes to see blood beginning to ooze out. Her body swayed as shock registered onto her mind. Sasuke rushed over to his wife and held her against his body as he inspected the bullet wound. Realizing the projectile was a tranquilizer that had only embedded itself two thirds in, he was slightly relieved that Naruto hadn't loaded his gun with actual ammunition. He turned his crimson orbs directly at the man that shot his wife.

"I didn't know it was Sakura–chan!" Naruto said, placing his hands up. "I swear I wasn't aiming at her!" He pointed an accusing finger at the man before him. "You pointed your gun at her first and almost choked her!"

He didn't have any time to argue about who did what. Sasuke lifted his hand to remove the projectile, but was stopped by his wife.

"Don't," she said. "Removing it now when it's unsterile would only endanger me. I can endure the pain until we get back."

Sasuke had no choice but to obey; she was the one with the medial degree. Both agents turned their attention to the park surroundings and saw various spots of light shining through. The fired shot had alerted ROOT and members were now scouting out the park. It would be a matter of seconds before they were found. Uncertain of the solution she was hit with, it was best she didn't strain her body and accelerate the spread of the mixture. Sasuke lifted up his wife bridal style and began to run in the opposite direction of the search party. Knowing he wouldn't stand a chance on his own, Naruto raced after his partner.

"What tranquilizer solution did you shoot her with?" Sasuke asked.

"Not sure," the blond answered. "Ero–senni authorized the magazine and he didn't tell me what it was."

His grip around his wife tightened; if the solution was a sedative, Sakura should be out cold by now. A red casing would indicate the mixture to be a poison and a blue casing meant a kind sedative. Unfortunately the tranquilizer bullet wasn't marked and it meant the mixture had yet to go through the proper channels of approval.

"Baka!" Sasuke hissed. "Then it hadn't been tested and approved!"

The blond immediately paled. "He told me baa–chan signed off on it!" Naruto panicked. "What are we going to do?"

Knowing that the mixture was the old fart's idea only made Sasuke worry more; whatever it was, it was likely a poison of some sort. If Tsunade found out, she would literally ripe him to pieces. He took a quick glance at the wound and saw black streaks moving outward from the initial wound. The toxin was spreading and Sakura had likely an hour, maybe two before it reached her heart. He needed to access his computer and locate the data regarding Jiraiya's experiment. His GPS device would allow him to find the needed information immediately, but it was currently in the car. The faster he got to it, the more time he had to help his wife.

When they exited the park, both agents spotted ROOT members by the restaurant area. Luckily the team had collected and transported what was needed leaving everything else for ROOT to clean up. The keys to their means of transportation was with valet parking and to their advantage, no one was at the booth. The dark haired man didn't say a word as he set his wife down on her feet. He tucked his gun against his back and grabbed the bobby pin from Sakura's hair. In a flash he disappeared and was kneeling by the lock cabinets stored with keys. After breaking the hairpin in two, he began to pick the lock and in a matter of seconds, it opened. His crimson orbs scanned the various hooks until he spotted what he was looking for. Grabbing his set of keys, he noticed a set of keys to a particular sport car. Knowing it would get Naruto off his back, he grabbed it and shut the door. When Sasuke returned, the blond pacing back and forth, trying to get a hold of Jiraiya on his cell.

"Answer already you old pervert," he muttered, running his hand through his hair. "Teme is going to murder me!"

"Say another word and I will," Sasuke said.

The dark haired man turned his attention to his wife. He shifted the shawl on her shoulder to examine the wound further. The streaks had grown longer giving the specific area around her skin a haunting look. Not wanting to dwell on it any more, he picked up his wife once again and began to move. Naruto followed closely behind, constantly calling the man responsible for the mess he was currently in. When they reached valet lot, Sasuke immediately spotted his car headed toward it. He opened the passenger side door and set Sakura on the seat then went to the back to grab the first aid kit. He returned to his wife and took out the needed materials to remove the bullet and bandage her. Once he placed a sterile glove on his right hand, the assassin became a medial personal.

He took out a pillbox and took out two different tablets for her to take. Taking the medication along with the open bottle of water he offered, she ingested the drugs without question. After lowering the back of the seat, he sprayed the wound with a disinfectant, making her brows furrow as she endured the stinging pain. When a good amount was applied, his gloves fingers pinched the tranquilizer, ready to remove it. Sakura bit her lips and nodded; without any second thoughts, he yanked out the bullet and placed gauze over the open wound. Before dressing injury, he applied another spray to speed up the callusing process. He then quickly bandages the spot and took her right hand to make her applied pressure to ensure the bleeding would stop faster.

Naruto was pacing back and forth as he listened to the rings coming from his phone. He placed it on speaker so that Sasuke would be able to hear what Jiraiya had to say once he got a hold of him.

"Jiraiya at your service."

"Finally!" Naruto said in relief. "I've been trying to call you! I need the antidote to whatever you give me to shoot."

"There's no antidote."

Sasuke turned his glare at Naruto as he pulled the glove off. After he closed the passenger side door, he turned his full attention to the cause of the whole situation.

"It can only be removed from the body naturally," Jiraiya said.

"Naturally how?" Naruto asked.

"First tell me who you shot," Jiraiya said. Naruto didn't say a word. "Oh come on Naruto."

Fed up, Sasuke appeared before his best friend and grabbed his gun loaded with the said venom. Without any hesitation, he fired the weapon at Naruto's left calf. He shouted out in surprise when the bullet grazed his pants, tearing the fabric. The weapon was then pointed at his chest; he got his warning and the next one wasn't going to miss. Family was everything to him, but Sakura was his world. Anything involving the cherry blossom, he would throw all rational thoughts away and be willing to murder in cold blood. He was going to make sure all the cards were in his favor. Beads of sweat we rolling off the blond's head; he was a dead man now.

"What happened Naruto?"

"Teme shot me!" Naruto yelled into the phone. " I need the cure!"

"How did you get shot?" Jiraiya asked.

"Just tell me how I get rid of it already Ero–senni!"

A sigh was heard on the other side of the line. "Intercourse."

Skeptical of the answer, Sasuke cocked the gun.

"Stop joking around!"

"I'm not joking around Naruto," Jiraiya said calmly. "I had this substance specially formulated so that the only cure is from the hormones produced during orgasm. In other words you have to have sex."

"Impossible, there is no such things as sex being the cure to poison!"

"Just because something is impossible doesn't mean it's improbable," the older man said.

"How are you so sure that it works?"

"Positive. Tested it on the film crew—"

Naruto hung up and started into the glaring red eyes before him; neither wanted to hear the details of someone else's sex life. Not a word was spoken as Sasuke took the loaded magazine out and tossed the empty gun back at his friend.

"Two minutes," he said, tossing the set of stolen keys. "He better be right for your sake."

The knucklehead grinned after he glanced at the keys and took off running toward the specific vehicle. "Enjoy teme!"

The ride back to the cabin was completely quiet; neither occupant spoke a word. While his gaze was solely focused on the road, her own eyes watched him. She could tell he was worried and angry; the way his hands griped the steering wheel and his rigid posture was more than enough evidence. Her mind had been plagued by the fact that tonight could be her last moments of life. She had heard the details regarding the venom she had been shot with and couldn't believe them. Sasuke had pulled up the research behind the experimental poison and everything was documented down. The whole science behind it sounded like some crazy idea that could only be found in fiction; then again science has continued to yield unimaginable results as the years pass.

When they arrived, Sasuke got out of the vehicle first and went around to the passenger side to carry her out. Sakura wrapped her arms around his neck, letting her man bring her in. Being carried around made her feel like a burden, but she didn't want to add his foul mood by saying something. She knew he was carrying her to slow down the spread of the poison any way he could. The assassin was talking extra precautions due to the shot being located close to the heart. He brought her straight to the bedroom and set her down on the bed. After turning on the bedside lap, he removed her heels and the shawl then took a glance at the wound. It had spread even more and if the cure wasn't administered, she would be dead before dawn.

Since arriving she had avoided any sexually intimacy, feeling uncomfortable with her body despite her husband showing no disagreement to her looks. She was suffering from post pregnancy depression, but she was making a recovery by spending time with her husband. The last time they had been intimate was the night they were attacked and she had been pregnant. During her period of heightened hormones, they had taken whatever opportunity they had to become intimate, especially since Sasuke has been on a number of missions. After the whole incident, the only real intimate contact they had was making out. She was well aware her husband's sexual frustration building, but he kept himself in check, respecting her. Sakura placed her hand against his cheek and turned his head to let their eyes meet. His sadden gaze showed his guilt for causing her pain.

"If this doesn't work," she whispered. "I want my last moments with you to be a happy memory."

Without any hesitation, Sakura leaned forward and placed her lips against his. When he began to respond, her arms wrapped around his neck as his own encircled her body. His tongue slowly grazed her lips and she replied by parting them. He slid the wet appendage into her awaiting cavern and ravaged her. A low moan escaped her throat as one hand clenched his hair and the other began to trail down the front of his dress shirt. When the need for air called out to their lungs they parted and stared at each other.

His dark lustful gaze drank in her beauty and expression. Her lips were slightly swollen, cheeks flushed, and eyes were half lidded; emerald orbs showed ever ounce of her body's sexual desires. Unable to contain himself any further, Sasuke pulled his wife to straddle his lap and began attacking her neck. She gasped, feeling the bulge of his arousal against her sex and the electricity surging through her body; her bodily fluid began to flow from its cavern as desire filled her. Her hand clenched his dark mane earning her a growl before he began to leave his mark along her exposed skin. Her slender fingers undid his shirt and tie, wanting to feel the skin of his body. As his mouth traveled toward the center of her throat, she lifted her head up, giving him better access. His right hand ran up her thigh, until it reached her bare skin uncovered by the stocking she wore. His other hand unzipped her dress from behind, exposing more of her chest to him. As he kissed down toward her collarbone, he was careful to avoid her injury. His teeth grazed along her right shoulder, sending chills throughout her body. She placed her head against his, her lips right against his ear.

"Don't hold back..."

That was all he needed to hear to be free of the restrains he had placed in. In an instance his lips where upon hers, pouring the pent up sexual desires he had. Sasuke shifted their position, laying his lover down on her back and took his spot above her. Her dress was pulled down, revealing the black strapless laced bra. He cupped her left mound and squeezed gently, earning a moan from her. The white dress shirt he wore was wrenched open and her hands grazed over the lean muscles of his chest. Becoming breathless from the rough kiss, she moved her head and panted for much needed air. His lips continued the journey south, nipping every inch he could of her ivory skin. Her body arched slightly when he reached a soft spot right by her clavicle, giving him the chance to release the fasteners to her first piece of exposed undergarment.

Immediately his mouth latched onto her left breast, hungrily sucking on her perk nipple while his hand massages the other. Her body arched for more as her fingers clawed on his head and back. The sounds she made boosted his ego, encouraging him on further to please his woman. Sasuke kept the suction of his mouth rough with his tongue swirling around her nipple. Her body became hot and bothered, wanting the torture to end and the excitement to come. Once he had enough, he switched to give her other mount the same attention.

Wanting to rid herself of the stockings, Sakura used her leg and feet to attempt slide the thin material off. Her action caused her leg to graze along the growing bulge in his pants making him growl. He released her breast and assaulted her lips once again. Their hands continued to roam each other's body, removing the remaining barrier that was preventing them from going further. The dress and stockings were slid of quickly and tossed away, leaving the blossom only in her laced black panties. She unfastened his belt and pants then let her left hand reached into his boxers to stroke his throbbing member. Sasuke groaned, releasing the connection between their lips from the sensation he felt. She kissed along his jaw, neck, and shoulders, leaving her own marks upon him. Each groan that came from him encouraged her to continue; to better access the male organ, she pulled down the remaining clothes. Her feather touches were driving his insane, making it difficult for him to restrain himself from taking his blossom immediately. With very little foreplay, she knew he wasn't fully aroused yet. The moment her finger wrapped around his harden length, he lost the last bit of control he had.

He grabbed both her wrists and pinned them beside her head. She stared into his eyes and saw they were no longer black, but deep crimson. A beast she had never knew within him surfaced before her. His set her legs apart just enough and rubbed against her covered sex. Chills of excitement ran through her body, slowly pulling her away from reality. The entrance to her cavern grew wetter and her face showed every intoxicating feeling she felt. Sasuke leaned in and kissed down her neck to her chest. His hands released her wrist to roam her body and she grabbed the sheets and pillow. He reached the valley off her breast and he slowly licked his way through and down to her navel, stopping his torture for a moment. When he came across the last piece of clothing, the assassin took the hem between his teeth and pulled it down her long slim legs. A smirk was written across his face as he observed how wet she was becoming. The erotic action made her blush bright pink, putting her natural hair color to shame. He positioned himself at her entrance, teasing her as his tip rubbed against the bundle of nerves. Her body shuddered, wanting to feel the warmth radiating from him.

"Don't tease me…" she moaned out.

Recalling an article he had read in one of her pregnancy magazine, he had to be gentle. Intercourse was deemed safer minimum three months after labor because a woman's body needs time to recover and adjust back to normal. Unfortunately they didn't have that amount of time and she would have to deal with the discomfort of sex. Sakura wrapped one arm around his neck and the other around his back, telling him to continue. To distract her from the pain, Sasuke claimed her lips harshly. With her mind occupied, he slow pushed his member into her moist cavern to be covered in its warmth. He groaned from the feeling of her walls clenching him as his member journeyed in. The aching stretch she felt forced her to dig her nails into his back and scalp. Once he was half sheathed, Sasuke propel his hip forward to fill her completely.

Sakura's cry of pain was completely muffed; it felt like her first time all over again. Lungs deprived of oxygen demanded air, forcing the couple to separate. Their pants filled the room as beads of sweat formed on their bodies. Feeling a bit more comfortable, Sakura wiggled her hip. Knowing it was her signal to move, he began to thrust in and out, setting a slow paste for the both of them. He braced himself with his left forearm and used his right arm to lift her body up slightly. A loud moan escaped her when she felt him get bigger, stretching her out even more. Beads of sweat rolled off their skin and dripped into the sheets below.

Each time he entered her body would arch, pressing her chest against his, enjoying the pleasure he was sending through her. The muscles of her inner wall contracted each time he entered, earning her a few grunts. She felt the knot in her body building up, needing it to be released. With each thrust her pants and moans began to mix together, making lose her mind. The pleasure coursing through her body made her cling onto her man tightly, her nails digging into his skin leaving behind red scratches. When he hit her sweet spot, she arched back and cried out her husband's name in ecstasy as she orgasm. Desiring his own release, he continued to pump into her, giving the cherry blossom no time to recover from her first high. His pace has quickened and he had gotten a bit rougher, but she didn't mind for the pleasure she felt was amazing. He continued to hit her sweet spot driving her crazy as the need for release build once again. The feeling of her walls squeezing his member was driving him mad that he thrust hard once last time into her, forcing them both to climax. Sakura cried out once again in ecstasy; Sasuke grunted his wife name as his body spilled its load into her.

Completely exhausted, he collapsed on top of the woman below him; a small squeal escaped her from the added weight. Their heavy pants filled the room as the both bathe in the afterglow. Her eyes were closed as she relaxed in her husband's embrace. The perspiration made their hair stick to their faces and their bodies felt sticky. Both had flushed cheeks; hers two shades brighter than his. Once he gained his composure, Sasuke lifted his body up and pulled his member out. He rolled onto his side and shifted his weight so that he was propped on his left elbow. He reached over, peeling the bandages and gauze to reveal to wound. The injury inflicted from the bullet was callused over with a thin layer to prevent further bleeding. The black streaks seem to have reseeded a bit, leaving behind red what would eventually fade away.

She look at the wound and knew that the black streaks met the venom was still in her system. Sakura turned her gaze toward her lover, pushed him down on his back, and climbed over him. All he could do was smirk; it was going to be a long night.

—xXx—

It was late in the morning when she stirred from her slumber. The UV lights and the sticky feeling of her skin were more than enough to tell her to get out of bed, but she felt so comfortable in her current position. Lying in a warm comfortable bed in the arms of lover was enough reason to stay in bed forever. She opened her bright emerald orbs slightly and tilted her head up to look at the sleeping face of her husband. He looked relaxed, not a single worry married his features as he slept. She cupped his face as memories of their passionate night played in her head. Through their passion their connection had grown just because she was potentially going to die. All she remembered of last night was the immense pleasure she felt and the passion her beast had showed her. She stroked his cheek and placed a gentle kiss against his lips before getting out of bed.

Sakura stood from the bed and inwardly cursed at the soreness she felt between her legs as she walked to the bathroom. When she entered, the blossom turned to look at her reflection in the mirror and was shocked at what she saw. Her ivory skin was covered with pink and red marks from neck to thigh; some spots were purple, especially the spot on her neck where he had grabbed her. Her hip was slightly bruised from being held tightly that it looked liked his handprint could possibly be made out. She turned slightly to look at her backside and was surprised to see more marks covering her. Facing he mirror once again, she ran the fingers of her right hand over the wounded area. The only evident of being shot was the healing scab that would eventually disappeared; the red lines left were now pink. The area was tender, but bearable.

Emerald orbs landed on her dark locks; though it had only been a few days, she missed having her bubblegum pink hair. She had wanted to dye it before when she was young because of being teased about it, but she eventually got used to it. Her exotic look was what caught her husband's attention years ago when they first met. The unique hair color in combination with her brilliant emerald eyes were what makes her special and one of a kind. Deciding to remove the dye, she grabbed the removal solution and went to shower.

It felt relaxing to have the warm water splash against her skin and wash away the sweat that covered her body. As she was finishing up her shower, a pair of lean muscular arms encircled her waist. She welcomed the company by stepping forward, letting her guess get wet. He held her loving, hands stroking her from hip to waist, something he rarely did since it was an action related to an apology. His lips grazed against her right ear, his breath tickling her skin.

"I cheated," he whispered.

She was confused and shocked; the man she had poured all her love and dedication to was admitting to adultery. He had never showed interest in any other women or flirted with those that attempted to get his attention. Through the years they have known each other, Sasuke was loyal to her and would never betray the woman that held his heart. After the passion they had sharlasting night, she didn't want their reconnection to crumble to ruins.

"When did this happen?" she asked, doing her best to keep calm.

"Two days ago..."

Upon hearing his answer, relief washed over her. He was referring to when her hair was dyed black.

"When did the affair end?"

"Last night..." His arms wrapped themselves tighter around her. "She was gone when I woke up and now you're here."

"Was she pretty?"

"Hn."

Her right hand reached up and ran through his hair, pulling his head closer to hers. His lips grazed against her jawline slowly, never going pass her chin. Sakura closed her eyes, enjoying his feathered touches. She turned around and smiled up at him. Her arms wrapped around his neck as she brought him down for their lips to meet.

"Still want to cheat?" she asked, after they separated.

He smirked. "Only if it's you in disguise again."

"Please boss!" the brunet begged. "You have to help us."

Her long hair was completely messy as sweat dripped down her face. Her clothes were ripped and covered in blood. Slumped against her body for support was a female blond clenching to her left side where blood was pouring from her wound.

"Why should I help?" the man asked. "You completely disobeyed the rules!"

The man stood tall with his muted purple orbs glaring at the girls that stood before. He wore a pair of gray slacks and an unbuttoned purple dress shirt. He had bleach white hair, a pale complexion, and the sharpest teeth that looked to be all canines.

"My rule is anyone involve with trafficking of any kind, is never welcomed here again! I got you two clean and now you stab me in the back!"

"You have to believe us Suigetsu-sama," the girl begged again. "We weren't mules. He told us the procedure would be harmless!"

"Who?"

The couple was in the kitchen making breakfast together; more like the assassin was doing more of the prepping and cooking. When Sasuke's phone began to vibrate against the marble countertop, he ignored it to focus on making the perfect omelet from his beloved. Slightly irritated at the nonstop call, Sakura took the spatula from her husband and nudged him to go answer the call. With no desire of ruining his wife's good mood, the assassin grabbed his phone and answered without looking at the caller ID.

"Sasuke, it's me."

Not wanting his wife to hear any part of the conversation, he left to the living room.

"What do you want Suigetsu?" Sasuke hissed into the phone.

"I need you to bring a doctor to the club," he replied. "The sooner the better."

The assassin clenched his fist. "I will not get involve in your trafficking."

"I stepped away from that business the moment you went rouge on the snake." A chuckle came from the receiver. "Because you put in a good word for me, Jiraiya let me manage one of his clubs."

"Then why do you need a doctor?" he questioned. "Can't you go to the hospital?"

"Sasuke..." A sigh was heard. "It's two of my girls and one mentioned a name."

"Spill it."

"Kabuto's involved."

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Sorry for the long awaited update. Totally took a chance up putting a lemon in the story; hopefully it will pass. I know I keep everyone on the edge of their seats with Sasuke pointing his gun at Sakura, but it was good suspense. Definitely had Sasuke and Sakura rekindle their relationship through a near death experience. The scene where Sasuke said he cheated refers to when Sakura had her hair died black to disguise her identity. Hopefully that clears thinks up.

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