AN: Lemon warning. Also, sorry it's short. Short but necessary. Review please! Thanks guys!

Complex

Chapter 10: Goodbye

The next two weeks passed peacefully, uneventfully for the newlyweds. Sakura took the first week off of work and cleaned the large house from top to bottom, taking on the task with happiness as one of her wifely duties. She decided it would need to be done every two, three weeks from then on, considering all of the dust that had collected all over the place in the last few months. Sasuke engrossed himself in his and Naruto's ANBU preparations, helping the dobe study for the written exam mostly. Naruto had lunch with the couple almost daily, and Sakura and Sasuke spent many happy, quiet dinners together. Sakura did most of the talking. And of course, there was their lovemaking. Slowly they were becoming accustomed to each other, comfortable with their bodies and the new sensations they were feeling. Sasuke was gentle, controlled and conscious of Sakura most of the time, and Sakura enjoyed his companionship in bed immensely, although the ultimate pleasure she occasionally felt building in her core remained ever elusive.

Sasuke was changing slowly, however; in nearly unnoticeable ways. He would spend more time alone outside, staring at the pond occasionally, or taking long walks. Sakura simply assumed he had always done these things and she had never known because she didn't live with him before. She knew Sasuke was still a dark, brooding young man on the inside, but as long as she could continue to show him her kindness and shower him with her love as much as he would allow, she thought she could bring some semblance of peace and normality to his life. She assumed for the most part that he had done everything in his power to turn his thoughts from his revenge against Itachi since he never breached the subject with her. She hoped that in taking steps toward reviving his clan, maybe he had even moved on. But she was wrong.

During the second week of their marriage, Sakura returned to her duties at the hospital, giving Sasuke even more time to dwell on his future and his brother. He needed to put the next phase of his plan into effect as soon as possible after achieving ANBU rank. All he needed was to know where his brother was located.

Sasuke sighed.

Being in love with Sakura was going to make this that much harder on him. He hadn't felt a connection or a bond this close with anyone in years, and he hated to throw it away.

Sasuke stared at the water of their small pond pensively.

"If Shisui and the others are still here, it can only mean that by avenging their deaths, by killing Itachi, their spirits will be free." Sasuke reasoned. He wanted to continue this peaceful life with Sakura uninterrupted, but before he could do that those spirits had to find peace, as did his hatred and rage toward his brother. After living in hatred and making revenge his sole reason for existing, Sasuke would make any excuse to convince himself that he was taking the right course of action. Sasuke realized that his plan was flawed, and had been since the beginning, but it didn't hurt until now that he was on the verge of executing it. Now that he had discovered that his heart wasn't the impenetrable ice block he had once believed it to be. He didn't know when the walls had crumbled but they needed to be rebuilt, he told himself. He needed to close himself off from his surroundings and his feelings again he realized as he looked down at his shaking, sweaty hands and felt his throat close with fear and sadness. Before it hadn't mattered.

But now he was afraid to lose Sakura.

He knew that Sakura was the only person who could help him accomplish his number one goal of destroying his brother. He knew there was a huge probability that she would die in the process. But he hadn't counted on falling for her. He hadn't considered that he would actually like for her to carry his children someday. He thought about what Shisui had said to him. More people than just him were counting on Sakura's help in continuing the Uchiha clan.

But as soon as he made ANBU, all of that would have to change. He had lived for that one purpose for so long that there was no abandoning it now.

No.

The walls would have to go up, and he would sacrifice Sakura to get to Itachi if that's what he had to do.

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Sakura returned later that afternoon from work to find Sasuke in the kitchen eating the bento she had packed him for lunch.

"Hi." Sakura smiled at her husband.

Sasuke nodded, mouth full.

"You didn't eat lunch?"

He shook his head.

"Quiet today, huh?" Sakura muttered as she set her backpack down on the chair. Sasuke didn't react. He couldn't bring himself to be mean to her, just cold.

"Bad mood..." Sakura thought to herself. She busied herself in the fridge gathering various items for miso soup.

"We need to go shopping this weekend."

"Hn. You can go, right?"

Sakura stared at him.

"You don't want to come?"

"I have plans."

"Surely you can take an hour or so to come with me."

"You're a kunoichi. You can take care of yourself."

"That's not what I meant..." Sakura thought to herself. "This ANBU thing is taking a lot out of him."

Sakura nodded to him and an uneasy silence filled the room. Sakura slowly washed the green onions and drained the tofu in the sink.

"Would you like some soup, Sasuke?" Sakura probed.

He nodded.

"Ok." she whispered, and proceeded to chop up the vegetables and boil the water. She analyzed the feelings she was having. Not subdued, not afraid, more... confused. Usually when she came home, Sasuke would greet her with a kiss on the cheek at the very least. Sakura placed the lid on the pot after throwing the onions into the broth. She sat at the table across from Sasuke in her usual spot.

"Is everything ok?" she asked seriously.

Sasuke nodded. "Just thinking."

"Ok." She looked down to her lap and wondered if there was anything she could do or say to make him smile at least. He was looking so much like old Sasuke that it was disturbing her. They sat like that in complete silence for about ten minutes, and suddenly Sakura rose and went to the stove, mechanically turning it off and pouring their soup, serving Sasuke and herself.

"Itadakimasu." Sasuke muttered under his breath.

Together they slurped through more silence. Finally they finished and Sasuke arose, obviously intending to leave the house, probably for a walk.

"Please tell me what's wrong!" Sakura suddenly cried, clasping her hands tightly in her lap. Sasuke stared at her in surprise.

"Nothing. I'm just thinking about the whole ANBU business." He looked at her downturned face. She looked up at him.

"Really? That's been in the works for months and just now you're thinking about it so intensely?" She accused. "You look angry to me!"

Sasuke's mouth fell open slightly, but he closed it quickly. "Well, I'm not. I'm about to have a lot of duties and responsibilities to fulfill, both for the village and for you." He tried to look stern. Apparently it worked because Sakura shrunk back a hair. She responded with confidence however.

"Then let's make the best of the times that we will be spending together. We're both shinobi, and either one of us can be called up, either one of us can die at any moment. We have to make the best of our short time together."

Sasuke balked. "Short..." "I'm trying. I'm just worried. Don't badger me about this." his eyes narrowed.

Sakura nodded defiantly. "Fine. Then don't die on me!" She raised her voice as she made her request. It was unreasonable and she knew it.

Sasuke's voice was low as he answered her. "You know I can't promise you that. Don't ask that of me." he walked toward her. "One last time..." he told himself. Sasuke took the miffed Sakura into his arms gently. "Just know," he kissed her forehead, "no matter," he kissed her cheek and saw the tears glistening in her eyes, "what I do," he kissed her lips softly and almost lost himself in the sweetness he was about to shun, "how I seem to be acting..." he ran his fingers through the tips of her silky pink hair and brought his mouth to her ear, "I really do, and always will, love you." Sasuke buried his face in her shoulder and Sakura wrapped her arms tightly around her husband. "Why are you so sad?" Sakura whispered. "It's like he's saying goodbye..." inner Sakura's whisper resounded in her head. "Shh, my love." Sasuke chided quietly. "Please believe me..." he whispered back to her as he fought the sadness welling up in his throat. "I'm definitely going soft. This has to stop..." he told himself. "Just one more time..."

Sasuke's hormones won over his determination to be cold to Sakura and he wrapped a hand around the back of her neck while kissing her hungrily, yet gently there in the kitchen. Sakura gave in without hesitating, opening her mouth and her arms willingly to her husband. Their tongues danced around each other as their passion increased and Sakura fisted her hand in Sasuke's raven locks, pulling them slightly. Sasuke ran his hand under her skirt onto her muscular ass, gripping it tightly. Finally they broke apart for air and Sasuke's eyes raked across Sakura's pink face, full of desire. Suddenly he picked her up and she threw her legs around his hips, kissing him fiercely again. Sasuke stumbled to their bedroom, eyes closed in his immersion in their passionate kisses and he kicked the door open uncaringly. He threw Sakura onto his bed and leapt on top of her, hand going to the zipper on the front of her shirt. Just as he began to unzip her, Sakura's hands tugged at the hem of his shirt, pulling it rapidly up his back. He stopped her abruptly, pinning her hands to her sides with his forearms and his weight.

"No." he commanded.

"But, Sasuke..."

"No."

He found her wrists with his hands and brought them up over her head, and reaching into his pouch for rope, he tied them there securely. Sakura whimpered.

"What are you doing?"

"Shh. Be quiet." he ordered. Sakura nodded but it was apparent that she was starting to feel a little fearful. "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you." "Tonight." Sakura nodded in acquiescence.

Sasuke grunted and brought his attentions back to her shirt which he unzipped painfully slowly. Underneath she wore an old, dark blue bra. "Perfect." Sasuke smirked evilly. He flipped a kunai out from it's holster and brought the sharp blade up to the fabric that restrained her creamy breasts. Sakura yelped quietly, and her eyes widened in surprise. Sasuke reached up and covered her mouth with his hand.

"Shh." He looked her dead in the eyes with a serious countenance.

She nodded slowly under his hand and he removed the obstruction from her face. Carefully, he lifted up the taut band that held the two halves of her bra together and noted that Sakura broke into a light sweat. Goosebumps covered her body as she attempted to lie motionless. With one quick swipe, Sasuke cut cleanly through the material of her bra and spun the kunai around his finger before holstering it again. He smirked up at his wife who was panting wantonly now. Sasuke looked back to his plunder and pushed her bra aside from his treasures. Slowly, firmly, he gripped her perfect breasts in his hands and squeezed them, focusing the majority of the pressure on Sakura's pink nipples. Soon they stood at attention, demonstrating her need for him. He lowered his mouth to one of them and Sakura threw her head back wantonly, moaning. The other breast he continued to massage as he licked and sucked at her nipple. When he was sure she wasn't expecting it, he bit the extrusion softly, knowing that she would definitely feel his teeth coming into contact with the sensitive bud. Sakura yelped and tried to pull away from him, but there was nowhere for her to go with the mattress behind her. She groaned.

"Sasuke..."

Sasuke smiled into her soft mound, and with a hard suck, abandoned one breast for the other. He repeated the process on the opposite side, waiting until her nipple was engorged to the max before nipping it lightly several times. With each small bite Sakura's back arched harder and she writhed beneath him, groaning and whimpering for mercy.

She was melting in his hands.

Sasuke smiled and trailed kisses down her ticklish abdomen which rippled and tensed with her quiet laughter, and he kissed all around her belly-button and down to the hem of her skirt. Sakura suddenly realized his intentions and held her knees together tightly.

"Sasuke, please, no..." she pleaded.

He looked up at her.

"Yes." There was no room for argument with that tone.

Sakura was horrified, but there was no escaping the tie nor the situation that Sasuke had masterfully trapped her in. Sasuke dipped his hands into the top of her skirt and into her shorts and panties as well and pulled them all off in one neat bundle, exposing her moist sex to the cool air in the room. Sakura struggled to hide herself from her husband by clenching her thighs closed but he would have none of it. With a gentle but strong pry at her knees, he spread her legs so that he could admire her womanhood. Sakura blushed fiercely and turned her head to the side.

Sasuke grinned and lowered himself onto his elbows, pulling her closer to his face. The sweet scent of her juices and sweat mingling in between her legs was irresistible, and although he longed to take her right there and plunge his straining cock deep into her slick channel, it couldn't be helped, he would have to wait. Tonight, Sakura was going to get hers if it killed him. Sasuke licked his lips and tentatively stuck his tongue out to lap daintily at her folds. Kami! She tasted sweet and creamy and earthy all at once, and the taste went straight to his head. He buried his tongue deep into her lower lips and she moaned as he found her opening. He traced it with his muscle but it was too soon for that, he left her missing him. He knew what he was searching for and he wouldn't stop until he had found it and thoroughly tortured his wife.

Sakura tried to buck her hips as he moved his tongue farther and farther up her slit, weaving it sideways and in small circles as he searched for the elusive nerve bundle. Finally Sakura stilled, paralyzed, and her breaths came rapidly just as he felt something tiny, like a little blister, rub up against the side of his tongue and he diverted his attention to it. However, the fucking thing was very slippery, and every time Sakura moved, it seemed to escape him. He knew he was causing her intense pleasure by the way her hips bucked every time he succeeded in running his tongue up the side of it, so he made an effort to still her hips by grasping them firmly with his hands and pulling them onto the mattress.

"There."

He ran the flat blade of his tongue up the length of her pussy and located the bud again, but this time it would not escape the determined Uchiha. He stroked and lapped alternatively at it, closing his lips around it and applying slight suction to the area. Sakura moaned and thrashed her head from side to side and he noticed that her legs were trying to clench around his neck to kill him.

"Good."

Sakura started to moan instead of pant, and Sasuke could feel the slight twitches of her kegals on his lower lip.

"Sasuke, Sasuke, Sasuke..." She chanted with increasing volume.

"Don't stop, right there, oh my god..." Sakura tensed suddenly and her hips tried to lift off of the bed with tremendous, unexpected force, and Sasuke nearly lost it but held on for dear life. His mouth and tongue were sore but dammit she was so close...

"Aahhhhhh!" Sakura sighed and screamed at the same time. Sasuke held on to her bucking hips and slowed the motions of his tongue carefully, and suddenly he realized he could feel her muscle spasms under his lips. He stopped licking but remained in contact with her.

"GODDAMNIT, SASUKE! SASUKE-KUN UNNGGHHH!" Sakura cried and rode the orgasm to the end, with clenched teeth and fists. Her eyes were screwed shut as she breathed deeply through her wide open mouth. Finally she came down from her high and Sasuke carefully and slowly disconnected himself from her sensitive bud, but he knew he needed to act quickly to take advantage of the moment. He rapidly drew another kunai and sliced through her bonds, then threw the knife into the floorboards. Sakura immediately pulled his shirt off and he assisted her, and he stood and in one swift motion removed his own pants and boxers together. His hardened penis sprung forth and he brought Sakura's entrance to his hips and plunged into her. One thrust, two and he was in to the hilt. He leaned over her and kissed her deeply as they moved together in a steady rhythm at the hips. Sasuke plunged into her over and over, her slick walls so tight now it actually took substantial force on his part to push into her. Sakura trailed her sharp fingernails across his back, scratching him and finally digging into the pale skin on his lower back. She moaned in ecstasy as he pushed into her and her hips rose to meet his every time. She had no problem keeping this pace, but soon it wasn't enough.

"Faster, faster..." she panted.

Sasuke obliged and now there was no point in her moving except to hold the right angle for him. Sasuke pounded his dick into her slit mercilessly, and Sakura let out a long moan as he felt her muscles tighten around him even more.

"Just a little longer!" Sasuke threw his head back as he fought the urge to give in to his orgasm and a few well-timed thrusts later he felt Sakura's muscles flutter around his cock.

"Now!" he plunged forward once more as Sakura screamed his name again, suddenly gripping his ass tightly and digging her nails into the soft flesh there. Sasuke grunted as he found his own release inside of her, and Sakura's muscled tightened and spasmed around his shaft violently, milking him of every ounce of semen he possessed. They stayed like that for what felt like a full minute, Sakura still pressing him into her as hard as she could and breathing rapidly. Finally Sasuke collapsed onto her chest, and Sakura wrapped her arms gently around him.

"That was our best yet." she murmured. "It was so good." she kissed his head. A sweaty Sasuke rested silently on her bosom.

"I'm sorry, Sakura." Sasuke whispered in his own foggy mind, and he fought to keep control over the tears that threatened to spill at any moment.

Sakura never noticed as she drifted to sleep under him, a comforting hand on his back.

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Sakura awoke the next morning to an empty bed. She lay there quietly for awhile, probing the house for sounds of activity. After hearing none, she dragged herself out of the warm bed and to the bathroom, where she proceeded to take a quick shower and brush her teeth. She wrapped her hair up in a ponytail and decided to grab something to eat before going shopping. As she walked into the kitchen she noticed a note on the table and picked it up.

'Going training with Naruto for two days. ANBU exams on Monday morning. See you then. Love, Sasuke'

Sakura shook her head with a small smile.

Those boys were crazy.

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Sasuke needed some time away from Sakura to clear his head. When he was near her it was as though he had no control over himself, over his emotions nor his hormones. If this continued, then soon his destiny would be in her hands too.

"Goddamnit." Sasuke grimaced outwardly as another one of Naruto's punches connected.

"What's wrong with you? Or am I just getting that good?" Naruto grinned widely.

"Shut up!" Sasuke yelled, launching himself at his opponent violently.

Really, there was only one way for an Uchiha to vent his frustrations, and this was it.