Warning: Heed the rating in this chapter
Sakura was beginning to worry. About a week had passed, and she was starting to wonder if Kenji had made it to a town safely. What if he hadn't? Her eyes widened at the very thought of him getting captured by another one of Orochimaru's goons. Shuddering, she tried to be positive, to think positive thoughts, but it wasn't very effective. Images of him bleeding and screaming and dying filled her head, and she felt tears well up in her eyes. Why was she so weak? She needed to help her son, yet she was here being coddled by the overly kind Koga.
"Sho, you fucking disobeyed me!"
Her head snapping up, she felt the door slamming shake the very foundation of the little hut, and she came face to face with the a very angry Rudy, followed closely by a frightened Koga.
Sasuke hopped from branch to branch, dashing toward the location Sakura was being held captive in. He suddenly felt a chill pass through him, causing him to stumble over and land on the ground.
"Impossible..." he muttered underneath his breath. Why was that annoying man here?
"Sho, I told you not to take care of this woman, and now, I have to force the information out of her!" Rudy shouted, fisting his hand in Sakura's collar. Sakura felt her heart skip a beat, and she suddenly found it hard to swallow, a sheen of cold sweat dripping down her body.
"Rudy, don't!" Koga cried out, taking his friend by the arm and dragging him away from Sakura. Rudy slapped his hands away and pushed Koga, the other man hardly resisting.
"You always were weak, Sho!"
"My name's Koga," Koga shakily said, his hands balling up at his sides.
"Whatever!" the brute growled, stalking towards Sakura again. She made herself as small as possible by instinct, whimpering. She looked to Koga with wide, desperate eyes, and his shoulders slumped. Taking out his spear from behind his back, he placed himself between Sakura and Rudy, his posture firm and unmoving.
"Rudy, stop," he said sternly, his viridian eyes filled with a sadness Rudy had never seen before, but he quickly shook his feelings off.
Taking out his own weapon, he said, "Kog- Sho, move."
Koga slowly shook his head and stood his ground.
Then Rudy charged, snarling wildly. He swung down his spear to simply disable his longtime partner, but Koga blocked with the base of the spear, forcing him backwards. A tiny crack formed in the middle.
"Sakura, run!"
Her brows furrowed together. "What?"
"Run!" Koga screamed, quickly bringing up his spear to block yet another one of Rudy's attacks.
Sakura's knees quaked as she stood, but she paid it no mind. As quickly as she could, she sprinted out of the hut, pushing her way past the two fighting men.
Rudy was strong, much stronger than Koga. He could easily toss Koga with one arm, but for some reason, Koga had developed a strength he had never seen before.
"Rudy, you're killing yourself," Koga choked out, quickly running out of the way of one of Rudy's hits. Rudy growled at him like an animal, ignoring his words.
"I'll kill you!" he roared, slicing at Koga, determined to make him pay for his betrayal. He brought his spear down once more, the handles of the spears meeting again. Rudy felt something wet falling down his face, and he pretending that his breath wasn't coming out in desperate, sobbing gasps. He forced the full brunt of his strength down, and he heard a crack. Koga's green eyes welled up with tears, and they quickly flowed over, his lips quivering.
"Rudy," he whispered, and Rudy squeezed his eyes shut, turning his head away.
Then Koga's spear broke in two.
Sasuke's head snapped up as he heard someone sprinting towards him with heavy breathing. Activating his sharingan, he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, prepared to cut them down. However, he recognized the chakra signature and relaxed. The woman continued to run past Sasuke, but her legs were growing weak. Soon, she was leaning against a tree, coughing up blood.
Her eyes flashed open when she felt a man's hand lightly grasping her arm. Pulling it back, she gathered chakra in her arm in order to punch the life out of him, but then she saw his face. Her irregular breaths calmed, and her muscles relaxed. She collapsed into the man's arms, her emerald eyes locking with his oddly warm and dark gaze.
"Sasuke," Sakura breathed.
Sakura's eyes fluttered open, and she groaned loudly, feeling her muscles squeeze with every movement. Then she began to panic. She did not recognize this room. "Where am I?" she gasped, sitting straight up, clutching her bed sheets to her chest. She frantically looked around the room, right and left, eyes unable to focus. Then she heard a tiny moan coming from her left, and she stopped in her tracks. Slowly, she turned her head, and when she caught sight of that tuft of dark red hair and those chubby cheeks that were thinning out, she felt her eyes sting. Crawling over to the boy, she gathered him in her arms and breathed in his awful, little boy scent.
"Kenji..." she said lovingly, and she felt the boy begin to stir in her embrace. Blinking rapidly, the boy gave her a sleepy smile.
"Mommy, you're back."
Sakura planted kisses all around his face, making him giggle wildly, limbs thrashing out. Kenji nuzzled his face in her neck and started yelping as she tickled him, squeezing her tighter than he ever had.
A voice interrupted the two's reunion. "The doctor said that he shouldn't get too excited."
Sakura looked to the man stiffly sitting and leaning on the wall. There were dark circles around his bloodshot eyes, and his neck and shoulders were thick with tension. He looked as if he hadn't moved or rested in days. She couldn't hold back the soft smile that came to her face, although she was confused by this turn of events.
"Why did you help us?" she asked, and Kenji clung to his mother. Sasuke averted his eyes.
"I defected," he said shortly, as if that explained everything.
"I know you defected from Konoha," Sakura snorted, blowing a strand of hair out of her eyes. "I mean-"
"No," Sasuke said, softer this time. "I defected. From Oto."
Sakura's eyes widened with adoration and surprise, hearing the unspoken words. He did it for them. Her lips curled into an unintentional wry smile. Maybe he did care. Looking down to her son, she asked, "Did you know?" He nodded slowly, his head resting against her chest. She grinned fondly at her son and kissed the crown of his forehead, nudging his head down. Covering her heated face with her hair, she mumbled, "Thank you, Sasuke."
She didn't see his gaze soften when she muttered those words. He moved his lips as if to respond, but he settled into the uncomfortable silence instead.
Sasuke brought over the doctor a couple more times to check on Kenji, insisting that the medicine had helped a bit. Sakura complied even though she thought it was ridiculous, and Kenji groaned every time he saw the blasted doctor, though he was a kind man. It was clear that Kenji would be all right for now as long as he got a few more days of rest, and Sasuke quickly moved Kenji into the opposite room, thinly separated by a sliding door, so he could rest quietly without being disturbed. After all, Sakura had recovered much more quickly than he had due to Koga's kind care previously. Sakura also pushed Sasuke to go get Kenji some coloring books and toys to play with, and although he had protested with his eyes, he eventually let out an annoyed noise and went.
Sasuke perused the aisles, walking up and down them multiple times. In his mind, he cursed Sakura. He had no idea what a child liked! What were these coloring books? He had never had one as a child. His older brother had offered to buy him one once, but Sasuke had refused. A flush coming to his face, Sasuke tried to retain his composure while he searched for an employee to help him.
After checking on Kenji and finding that he was asleep, Sakura sighed in relief and stroked his cheek, then retreating in the other room to rest on her futon, collapsing on it. She brought the covers to her face and breathed deeply, enjoying the clean smell. Haruna's futons hadn't been cleaned everyday so they didn't smell as fresh as this did, no offense to her, of course (She was pretty sure Itachi was the homemaker anyway). Snuggling into the futon, she exhaled in contentment, feeling warm and happy. Soon she felt herself almost drift off to sleep, her eyelids growing heavy. However, her hand accidentally nudged over her breast, and she gasped in surprise, feeling a familiar heat washing over her. Trying to push it out of her mind, she squeezed her eyes shut, but to no avail. The area between her legs was growing warm and needy.
She grew frustrated with herself. She was a grown woman! Not a- a- dirty, horny teenager! Groaning, she covered her face with her hands and squeezed her thighs together, though the pressure only made the problem worse.
Sakura realized that this was truly the only time in months that she had had to herself without having to take care of a child or escape from danger or be watched intently by her captors. Also, Sasuke was gone... Nodding at her justification, she decided to go ahead and release her tension the good, old fashioned way: masturbating.
Throwing her shirt and shorts off, Sakura quickly dove underneath the covers, still ashamed of her stupid needs. At first, she couldn't bring herself to start, but after some serious self talk, she began.
She cupped her small breasts in her calloused hands, kneading them gently. Her womanhood felt as if it were on fire, but Sakura continued her slow and delicious treatment of herself. Biting her lip to stifle her... inappropriate sounds, her hands became more rough, quickening their pace. Slipping her fingers underneath her bra, she covered her breast with her palm and just slightly brushed her nipple, her lips tightening in pleasurable agony.
In her daze, she had not noticed the door opening and closing..
Sasuke saw her curled up on the futon and playing with herself, a hint of pink peeking out of her bra.
He dropped the bag.
Sakura, startled by the noise, stopped her ministrations and whipped around, horrified at Sasuke's arrival. He showed no emotion on his face, but it seemed as if he was frozen in place, his arm still jutting out as if he had never dropped the shopping bag.
Unable to even scream, Sakura brought up the covers to hide herself, her face resembling an extremely ripe tomato. Trembling in embarrassment, she could not bring herself to break away from Sasuke's blank and soulless gaze. "I'm sorry," she squeaked, apologizing for no real reason at all.
Finally, Sasuke seemed to snap out of his shock with a jolt, locking the door behind him. He sat directly in front of Sakura, and she jumped at the proximity. For some reason, Sasuke couldn't just pass this off as nothing. He had to...
With a gentle hand, he took her wrist and watched the covers drop to her lap. Sakura, baffled at his strange behavior, halfheartedly tried to get out of his grip. "What are you doing?" she hissed, the tips of her ears turning pink.
"Let me," he said, and Sakura stopped breathing.
"Why?" she asked, biting her lip. "You don't need to-"
"I want to...make up for what I did. Please."
Sakura was silent, forcing herself to look somewhere else. However, she could still feel Sasuke's burning gaze on her, his hot breath ghosting over her neck, and she was slowly losing all sense of reason.
"Sakura," Sasuke said quietly. "Let me. Please."
Sakura flushed underneath his hard stare and thought of saying "no," but since he was already offering...she reluctantly nodded her head.
Sasuke cupped one cheek and nuzzled the other, inhaling her sweaty yet sweet scent. Getting to work, Sasuke lowered his head over her pelvis and slid his rough hands along her curves, causing Sakura to stiffen. "Relax," he whispered. "We can stop if you want." Sakura quickly shook her head, now excited, and motioned for him to continue.
Smiling to himself, Sasuke trailed his hands to her hips and nudged the juncture of her thighs with his nose ever so slightly, placing a soft kiss on Sakura's inner thigh. She quivered in response. Hooking his fingers in her panties, he slowly pulled them down to her knees, and Sakura attempted to squeeze her thighs together when she felt the cool air on her core. She frowned when she saw Sasuke trying to hide a smirk, but she could not help but anticipate what would come next. She could feel Sasuke's hot breath tickling her pink curls, and she squeezed her eyes shut.
Feeling himself harden at the musky scent coming from her womanhood, Sasuke dragged his tongue along her nether lips, and Sakura gasped. It had been so long since...
Flicking the tip of his tongue over her little bud, Sasuke hummed his praise of her lovely, soft folds. Sakura whimpered at the sensation, the vibrations sending jolts of pleasure up her spine. "S-Sasuke," she moaned in an unsaid plea, and Sasuke nodded his head in understanding. Sasuke suckled at her clit, and Sakura threw her head back in overwhelming pleasure, little gasps escaping her. She unintentionally bucked her hips, and Sasuke nearly groaned. His hands gripping her thighs, he felt her begin to tremble almost violently, and he started sucking more insistently until her gasps turned into throaty moans and her hands fisted themselves in his hair and-
Sakura's face and chest flushed as she came, shuddering as the tension inside her had released. Sasuke licked his lips as he looked upon her beautiful face, feeling his heart twist in his chest. Panting, Sakura curled into a ball, still shaking as she came down from her high. God, that had been...amazing. That had been so different than how Naruto did it. She felt Sasuke stroking her hair, and she relaxed at his touch. She felt her eyelids drooping but felt it was rude not to ask.
"Do you want me to..."
Sasuke shook his head. "Just go to sleep, Sakura." He pulled the covers over her shoulders and tucked her in as if she were a child. Once she had fallen asleep, Sasuke allowed himself to relax, and a fond smile played upon his lips.
Thanks for reading! I know I said I wouldn't put any mature material in here, but...
I LIED.
Feel free to ask me anything if you did not understand this chapter. Sasuke is going to go through some major character development from here on.
