So busy with crap in my life, but hoping to make you all happy by updating this story ;D I've had a lot of ideas what to do for this chapter, and all I can say is that I will probably cry later at how cliche and stupid I am. But you know I love you all just as much, right? xD
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Her body is claimed by the Prince of Demon gods.
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Her soul is now stitched by the threads of fate; right into his skin.
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The unbreakable strand of their lives would never unbind by years of use...
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Only to have a short life before the scissors of Hate sneaks up.
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Now, the thread will strangle the Forbidden Flower until she wilts.
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Tasting Flesh
Chapter Twenty-Four
Sakura's eyes cracked open to the abnormal white light in the bedroom. Feeling the warmth of the pure white sun, the pink-haired teen pouted and buried her face into her pillow and pulled the covers up over her head. She exhaled slowly and closed her eyes again, loving the comfy feeling of Sasuke's bed, the warm, silky sheets and...
Sasuke's naked form pressed firmly at her backside.
Blood tinted Sakura's cheeks slowly as a shy smile perked at her lips. She remembered last night's activities very, very clearly and it was also hard to ignore the dull ache in her lower body parts; everytime she moved her legs, she would have to bite her lip to stop herself from whimpering.
Turning her head, Sakura shyly peeked from the edge of the blanket to see Sasuke's face just inches away from hers. He looked completely relaxed in his slumbering state, and his breathing was long and soft, tickling her nose everytime he exhaled. His black, feathery hair was completely messed and she could also see small, pink nail marks on his neck from her nails.
'I don't remember being so rough...' Sakura thought with a little pout. She raised her right hand to brush some hair from his closed eyes, her expression imitating a curious child. Lifting her head a little, Sakura pressed her doll-like lips to Sasuke's stilled ones in a quiet goodmorning kiss before sitting up with his strong arm wrapped securely around her bare stomach.
She stiffened at the pain in her loins, her toes curling to tense the muscles and decrease the pain to a numbing state. Looking down to her two legs, Sakura slowly, shakingly, moved her legs to curl closer to her body so she could be in a more comfortable position. While doing so, Sakura raised the blanket to hike up with her leg...
Against the pearly white sheets, Sakura's eyes widened to the sight of small, but distinctive spots of crimson on the fabric. Frowning, Sakura picked up the edge of the thick blanket and removed it off of her body, ignoring the cool chill on her limbs when she found the same evidence between the space of her legs and small droplets on her thighs.
'It's...' Sakura hiccuped with worry. "It's my blood."
Remembering vivid memories of what happened when Sakura bled, the Forbidden Flower's heart sped in fear as she tried to squirm out of Sasuke's hold. Her legs hurt and she was becoming cold, but her only thoughts focused on the stains on the bed and how she could get rid of them.
With the harsh movements of his only way to sleep, Sasuke's black eyes snapped open and instantly looked to see Sakura squirming and crying on her back. Not liking how she was behaving, Sasuke's arm slithered up to her naked shoulder and pulled her down into his hot embrace. He instantly smirked at her surprised yelp and kissed her collarbone, tasting her skin on his lips.
"Why are you up so early?" he asked in a sleepy voice. It was croaky and calm, and it made Sakura flush deeper at it vibrating against her skin.
She struggled to explain it right off the bat. "I-I...the bed..!"
"Aa, we are in a bed," Sasuke raised a brow, but not letting her go when she wiggled her hips.
Sakura frowned. "No, Sasuke-kun...I got..!" she froze when Sasuke's tongue licked up her neck slowly. "Blood! On t-the bed, Sasuke-kun..!"
She heard a snort from Sasuke, and his whole body moved to slid ontop of her, pinning her down. His fingers gently stroked her arms as the other hand brought the blanket over them both, his nose brushing her tiny one as he spoke. "We can change the sheets later. It's still too early to get up."
"B-but!" she stammered, and she shook when Sasuke gave her a questioning look. "It's my blood, Sasuke-kun! Won't that trigger you or someone to get...hungry?"
They both stayed still for a long moment, Sasuke looked still as a godly statue as his eyes pierced her soul. She pouted at him, and he smirked with soft eyes before kissing her firmly on the lips. "Do not worry about it, baby," he whispered against her mouth, feeling her kissing him back just as wantingly. "No one comes in here, and I take care of my sheets; and I do not have the craving for your blood anymore."
"You don't?" Sakura gaped when he raised his head.
"No," he said, his head moving under the blanket, completely out of Sakura's sight."Your body and soul is mine now, therefore I am content with the urges." Sakura yelped outloud when his mouth kissed under her right breast.
She pulled the covered up, mustering a glare to Sasuke as he rested his cheek oh-so-innocently while looking at her with a small smirk. Her cheeks flushed deeply as she turned her head away. Seeing Sasuke pressing himself against her naked body suddenly made her uncomfortable.
Feeling her pulse rush under his fingertips, Sasuke pressed one last kiss on her ribs before sliding up, their hips pressing together as he came nose-to-nose with her pouty expression. Pushing his mouth on hers, Sasuke kissed her soft and sweet before pulling back slowly, feeling her let out a shaking breath of delight when she kept her eyes closed.
"Go back to sleep, Sakura," Sasuke whispered quietly, his thumb rubbing her cheek carefully. His lips brushed her skin before nuzzling into her sweet-smelling hair. "Don't worry about anything for a little while..."
"Cuddle," Sakura whined, squinting her eyes and pressing her temple against his head. She felt his arms wrap around her and pulled her to him, his mouth smirking against her forehead when she whined and curled against him. Shivering from the ache in her legs, Sakura's eyebrows furrowed almost in pain.
Sasuke noticed this and frowned a little. Laying beside her, he carressed his love's cheek before pressing his lips to the corner of her quivering mouth; the hand petting her slowly slipped under the blanket and arrived to her hips and legs, massaging her skin with his thumb before pulling that leg to become over his hip, making her gasp.
Opening her eyes, Sakura pouted at him softly at the sight of his gaze. She could feel his boiling body against her so intimately, but he was making no moves at all to push her - rather, he was trying to ease the sores in her by curling her legs while she could still be so close to him like she wanted. His rubbing of his thumbs was helping a little, and her heart swelled at his actions for trying to make her feel better. Smiling a little, Sakura reached with her hands to tangle in his hair, pulling his head down only a little bit to kiss him slowly on the mouth, nibbling his bottom lip and lightly licking it with her little tongue. She felt him purr on reaction and she buried her face into his neck before yawning.
"You're becoming very spoiled, aren't you?" he whispered in a monotone, yet she could just feel the amusement radiating off his body. With her eyes closed again, she felt him kiss her head over and over. Tiredness returned to her chest as she relaxed against him perfectly, like a puzzle.
She smiled against his skin. "Yeah, I am a little spoiled..."
Sasuke grunted and pulled the thick blanket around her, cocooning her in softeness and warmth as he, too, began to settle down to return to his slumber. Feeling the softness of her body against his, her tiny hands in his hair and his scarred chest, he fell into his dream and felt at peace.
Opening his coal eyes, Sasuke was awakened by the noise of a high pitched whine coming from his side. Being positioned on his side, his head propped on his elbow and hand, his dark eyes glanced down to the little baby thrashing her arms around. Her face scrunching as she struggled to wake up and beginning to cry. The younger boy with firey red hair laid on his belly and held his head up with both hands, his legs kicking and watching the baby starting to fuss.
Sasuke's hand slowly slipped up on the quilt they were laying on in the prayer room, lightly resting his hot palm on Sakura's tiny belly and used his thumb to brush the baby blanket that was draped over her. In an instant, Sakura blinked and calmed down, her cheeks red as she closed her eyes once more and drifted to sleep.
"Wow," Sasori gaped with wide, brown eyes. Although in the appearance of a five-year-old, Sasuke knew that Sasori was much more older then him; yet his body was still youthful and childish. "How'dya do that, Sasu-sama?"
Sasuke gazed up to the Demon child and blinked slowly. "She knows that it is me... So, when she feels alone, I can just touch her and she will relax."
"How can babies tell?" Sasori pouted, crawling a bit closer to the slumbering baby. His pouty lips almost touching Sakura's flushed cheek from the closeness, and when he exhaled through his nose, Sakura's arms waved on contact.
Sasuke had to remind him gently not to constantly poke her. "I do not know the answer to that, Sasori," he said quietly, listening to her little snoring out of her open mouth. He pulled her pink blanket up a little bit higher. "But, Sakura is smart, so I suppose she knows it is me."
"Ooh," Sasori's eyes grew wide with interest before smiling widely and rolling away from the both of them.
Being alone now with the baby, Sasuke kept his eyes downcasted to watch her every move; whenever she kicked in her sleep, or raised her head, Sasuke became relaxed knowing that she was sleeping peacefully.
Sasuke's memory made him shift to the future a little, when Sakura was only eight. He was laying on his back, staring at the ceiling with half-lidded eyes; the room was quiet, minus the breathing of Sakura's fragile lungs that made her sob in fear. Turning his head to the side, Sasuke could feel every part of his body shriek in fire and needles, but he held it all in so he could look...
And he his most precious person's crying face.
She laid there at his side, sleeping on the floor, eyes red and nose runny, and wearing one of his sweaters that she probably found in his closet. If he could talk at that point, he would tell her that everything is alright; he was going to get better, and come back to her and hold her while she sleeps all her troubles away. Being so young, she could have been easily influenced by him if he told her so.
However, she already knew that he wasn't going to get better.
Raising his tattered, blood-stained hand, Sasuke reached with shaking and weak effort to rest his ice-cold palm on her covered belly, his thumb stroking her tiny rib bone that could crush so easily in his hand. He exhaled in worry when she hitched and curled tighter into a ball, her hands holding his to her stomach as hard as she could in her slumber. He could feel her heartbeat and smell her overly-tempting blood that was radiating off of her body. Sasuke knew that he could easily sit himself up and bite her, drink her blood and heal as if nothing had-!
Sasuke's fingers clung to the fabric of the sweater she was wearing, slowly dragging her closer to him. The movement instantly woke her up, and their eyes met. Sasuke coughed once, and a string of blood slipped from his dry, cracked lips.
Sakura, on the other hand, didn't say anything, instead crawled on all fours and settled herself beside him. The thin sheet covering the reality kissed her skin, and she closed her eyes once more and fell back asleep, curled against her Demon God.
Sasuke wanted to scream at her to get away, that he was thirsty for her blood. But his shaking hand only wrapped around her, and Sasuke went back to stare at the ceiling. He wanted to yell at her, but also hold her close; he wanted to push her away, but kiss her cheeks and tell her that he would chase all her monsters away...
But it was becoming harder when you're a monster too.
Sasuke jerked awake with Sakura in his arms, his eyes a bit wider then usually shaped. He exhaled loudly before looking down to Sakura, who only made a noise in her sleep and smushed her face into his chest, her moist lips against his naked chest. Threading his fingers through her hair, Sasuke caused her to stir and open her eyes upward to him, seeing his black eyes burn to hers.
Sakura blinked, her whole body freezing but adrenaline pumped her body. Her cheeks blushed hard as she looked away shyly. "I-I thought...you wanted to sleep longer, Sasuke-kun," she said quietly. "Did I wake you up?"
He didn't answer her verbally, instead he knealt his head and pressed his mouth to her forehead. His hand slid from her hair and held her cheek, tilting her face up to then kiss her mouth; she didn't protest at all, closing her eyes and pushing her head up with soft pressure to deepen the kiss a little. Sasuke tilted his head to the left and gently stroked his tongue on her bottom lip, tasting the sweet flavor before leaning his body more on her, rolling her to her bare back as his other hand held on to the pillow her head was resting on.
When he could tell that her lungs couldn't hold no more, Sasuke moved his mouth away from her own and moved to her cheek, and then her jawline; pressing simple, gentle kissed to her soft skin. He felt her fingers reach from the bed and tangle into his soft hair as she giggled at the slightest tickle spot Sasuke was touching with his mouth. He smirked against her skin and pressed another loving kiss to her pulse under her ear.
"You clawed the wall?" her soft voice intrupted his ministrations as he removed his head from the curve of her neck to look above her, seeing the deep indents of his Demon God's clawmarks on the pale wall. Cold-looking and dark, Sasuke tilted his head to the side like a curious feline before looking down to her shy gaze.
"I'm sorry..." she mumbled sadly, her emerald eyes looking downward. When his thumb tucked a lock of pink hair behind her ear, she looked up once more with confusion.
"I understand that you are sore," he said casually, sending Sakura into a blushing frenzy of squirming and hiccups. Sasuke smirked with amusement and gently caressed her forearms with the tips of his fingers. "And it is my fault, I understand..."
"That's normal, though," she blabbed quickly. "A lady's first time is suppose to hurt a bit, and then the lady will be sore because...you know, being..!" She shuddered at the intense look he was giving her, making a pleasurable ache between her legs.
"Being what?" he whispered, his nose grazing her little one slowly. He closed his eyes at her scent, a soft purr beginning in the back of her throat. He could feel her blood pumping and heart pounding; how her breathing had grown to a excited panting, she felt warm and he knew she was safe in his arms now.
"Sakura," he murmured with his nose to her cheek. His hands gently held to her sides as he kissed her cheek. "I know I have caused you discomfort, but I dare to ask you..." He didn't finish, neither did he look into her tempting eyes as he continued to press his lips to her cheekbone.
Sakura blushed a little and closed her eyes, knowing what he wished to ask. Raising her hands, she tangled them in his hair and pulled his face to have their lips meet in a firm kiss, her hips rising gently to touch his boney ones. She let go after a long moment of holding her breath before letting go, Sakura whispered into his ear carefully, using a very quiet voice.
"As long as you get to be the one to," she mewled before nibbling his pierced earlobe. Sakura felt a rumble in his body before be carefully pressed his upper body onto hers.
"I will be as gentle as possible, my love."
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Forbidden Flowers are as delicate as it looks.
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The skin are petals; The flesh are pollen, and The bones are stems...
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The only thing that makes the flower wilt, is the time taken away as it lives.
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Flowers are alive, as human and animals are living and breathing.
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And, just like human and animals are living and breathing...
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Tsunade and Chiyo sat in the private room in one of the chambers Mikoto decorated herself, as it was obvious by the scents of flowers, decorations of ribbons and vases everywhere. For Tsunade, she was used to these things in little rooms - since the Demon God Queen demanded with tears and pouting to the older woman to come over for a months and 'fix' every room the Senju Queen owned. On Chiyo's side, she simply didn't care for the girly decor all around her, since she was used to the Haruno Shrine's simply, but comfortable setting as her home.
Picking a new card, Chiyo found her pair and settled it on the table, canceling Tsunade's cards out. The blonde woman saw this move and smiled. "Chiyo-chan, you've gotten better at this!" she cooed, her glossed lips curling. "I am amazed that my best friend had practiced these past eighteen years for this!"
"Like I would allow myself to rust up on our game, Tsunade-chan?" Chiyo's wrinkled face crinkled more as she grinned broadly. "Maybe your breain is aging much more then last time we met up?"
Both elderly ladies laughed and chuckled sarcastically before their eyes snapped into a narrowed stare, stars glittering in their eyes like fire. The tension in the room darkened around them as they held their darks infront of their faces.
"I think I see a new wrinkle, Chiyo-chan," Tsunade purred in her black cloud.
Chiyo only chuckled and flipped her hair. "Tsunade-chan, I do believe that I see a grey hair on your hairline, dear!" An imagined thunder cracked over her head. When her friend stiffened, Chiyo smiled evily. "Oh, dear, don't worry; beauty comes with age!"
"You old bat!" Tsunade cried out as she slammed her cards on the table as well as her wine glass, and Chiyo slammed hers on the table and howled at the busty woman, "You're older then me, you drunken fool!"
For these two, this was their best way to bond as best friends. They were actually very good companions with each other, and they even put up with each other by making each other tick; and it is actually one of the best things you could do if you were Demons. For Tsunade and Chiyo, they could actually try and murder each other at the most random times for entertainment, and they still see each other as the best of friends who can tell each other anything that is bothering them.
Reminding herself of that, Tsunade sighed and leaned back on her chair. "There has been something I wanted to discuss with you, Chiyo-chan. Can we hold our game for a moment?"
"Eh?" The elderly Demon looked from her collected pile of cards to look at the youthful-looking Queen of the Senju Kingdom. "What'ya need to talk about now? Got another piece of shit trying to get your hand in marriage?"
"No, not anymore," Tsunade smiled. "I think you and I have caused enough hell to teach them to leave me alone... It's about Sakura, actually. I want to talk to you about Sakura."
"Oh," Chiyo blinked. "What about her?"
Tsunade carefully looked at her hands and played with her fingers to think. "I understand that the Uchiha brat and our granddaughter are going to, or already have bonded. My only concern with it is Sakura's lifespan."
Chiyo blinked and sighed, her head bowing. "I see, my dear friend."
"I mean, what I'm trying to say, is that we don't know the true lifespan of the Forbidden Flower," Tsunade huffed, crossing her arms. "I have read the stories over and over, and it always seems that she always passes away at a young age for whatever reason: murder, illness or even childbirth."
"I suppose it is normal for her to die at such a young age," Chiyo frowned, thinking of her grandchild.
Tsunade looked up with a serious expression in her eyes. "Chiyo-chan, you've been my friend for so many years, and I always wake up grateful to have you and your family as my allies. Since Sakura is the child of my own daughter, as she is to your son, I want to ask permission of you to grant Sakura the White Seal."
Chiyo exhaled with wide eyes. "The White Seal... Tsunade, wouldn't that just be too dangerous? Especially on Sakura, who's simply far too fragile."
"Mebuki was suppose to have it before she was married, but she changed her mind when she found out that Kizashi couldn't get one... I don't want us to lose something that is both Mebuki and Kizashi, Chiyo-chan. I lost almost everyone I love, and I refuse to lose my only grandchild," Tsunade said seriously, biting her lip and looking away to her wineglass that was now empty. She reached for the bottle and filled it up to the brim of the glass. "I mean, the White Seal wouldn't be too difficult to perform on her since she is still young, and she would most likely survive it if she is now bonded with the Uchiha brat."
Chiyo looked at her own glass, which hasn't been taken many sips from since she was mostly focused on her game, but now she feels ready to consume alcohol. Taking a large gulp, Chiyo swallowed the strong drink and closed her eyes. "True, but I believe we should wait until winter starts. Then, the lowlife Demons would disperse their hunt to try and get her, just incase."
"I was actually thinking the same thing. I have spoken to Mikoto about staying until then, and she and Fugaku have agreed to it."
"What about your Kingdom?" Chiyo cracked her eyes open to look at her suspiciously.
Tsunade smiled. "I have left it to your brother, Chiyo-chan."
It donned Chiyo as her jaw dropped, flames emitting from her eyes as she slammed her wineglass on the table, almost shattering the fragile thing. "How can you be so stupid, you old pile of pine? I wouldn't have trust my own brother with my batch of cookies, you know! What made you think he was smart enough to handle a whole fucking Kingdom?" she roared outloud.
However, Tsunade remained unmoving. "He's done it before," she giggled.
Chiyo slammed her head on the table and screamed, her nails digging into the wooden table.
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Sakura clung to the towel tighter around her body, looking down to the steaming water with bright red cheeks and a shy glint in her emerald orbs. She ignored the calls of her name from a specific person sharing the bath with her.
Well, more like avoiding the bath, per se.
"Sakura." Sasuke's tempting voice flooded her little ears, making her shiver a little on the inside as she looked away to the rocky wall of the bathing room. Sasuke was in the other side of the bath, covered in soapy water from the ribs up; his elbows resting on the ledge of the bath as he stared at her with those hot eyes.
After finishing their very, very gentle and overpowering session in the bedroom, Sasuke had actually dragged Sakura from the warm, yet sweaty confines of the bed they shared and into the private bathroom that was installed further down Sasuke's wing. It was much smaller then the one Sakura was used to sharing with the ladies, but she supposed that was requested for Sasuke's benefit to ignore people as much as possible.
"Sakura," he called again, "why are you not coming into the bath with me."
It really wasn't a question, but Sakura gushed pathedically and hopped herself a bit farther away from him. Sasuke's eye twitched out of impatience, sitting up and gliding through the water to venture closer to his newly wedded wife. His hands slipping out of the water, Sasuke's fingers slide up the bare skin of her legs, his palms pressing the bone of her knees as he bent his head just a little bit to rest his cheek against the soft cushion of her thigh and towel.
Sakura jumped a little as her head shot down in shock at his action. His expression was completely stoic and emotionless, but his hands played a naughty role as his fingers slipped under the towel and much deeper then Sakura would have thought possible for him to perform. Sakura shivered when one of his black, charcoal eyes glanced up to meet her eyes. Her cheeks intenzified their red glow, making her heart pound hard in her chest.
"W-what, Sasuke-kun..?" she asked shyly.
He turned his head and pressed his lips to her leg, kissing the skin there slowly, almost sneaky-like to her skin. "Come into the water with me, Sakura."
"Ahh...I-I..."
"Are you afraid?" he asked quietly, calmly stroking his thumbs on her hipbone underneath her towel. He continued to keep his lips on her leg.
"N-no!" Sakura hiccuped in surprise, her hands shooting down to tangle in his soft hair, her brows furrowing. "Sasuke-kun, I am not afraid at all! I just..."
Raising his head a little, Sasuke tilted his chin up with her hands still in his hair, nails rubbing his scalp and soothing him. "Tell me, baby."
Her eyes softening, Sakura nibbled her lip before speaking. "I just...feel like I would," she hummed out shyly, "you know...tackle you?"
"Tackle..." he deadpanned.
She nodded. "And want to...do stuff."
He smirked finally, making her frown. He leaned closer to her, his drenched body pressing against her and soaking her towel. "Is that so..."
"Yeah."
Sasuke exhaled loudly through his nose and rest his head against her soft chest, nuzzling his cheekbone against her breast and his hands wound around her waist, hoisting the towel up her body and hugging her close. "I don't mind it, personally," he confessed casually. "You can 'tackle' me anytime you want, and I will be absolutely submissive to your attacks."
"E-eh?" Sakura gaped like a fish, her eyes boggling in surprise.
Sasuke didn't respond at the equal energy as she did, remaining his cheek to her chest and feeling her heartbeat. "You are mine, as I am yours," he whispered, making her quiet at an instant. "Your whole life was about me doing whatever you wish, and me making you happy was all that I want - and it still is all that I want to do for you."
With his hands Sasuke unrolled the knot holding the towel into place, allowing it to fall on the pebbled flooring. He carefully held onto Sakura, as she clung to him and buried her face into his neck as he carefully pulled her into the water. She made a quiet noise of satisfaction with the warm water pulling her to relaxation; her eyes drooping, Sakura rest her head on his shoulder and curled her arms around his neck as he settled down with her in his lap.
With both legs on either side of his hips, Sakura slowly calmed down and gently pressed her pelvis to his and rubbed when his own arms hugged her close. Her cheeks are flushed as her thoughts and body began to work as she pressed her lips to the skin below his jaw. Biting and sucking on his pulse as she felt him chuckle lowly.
When she pulled back, she saw that Sasuke's eyes are closed and looking completely relaxed under her touch. Slowly, his eyes opened to look at her with that smugged smirk that just makes her grin from ear-to-ear; hooking a finger under her chin, Sasuke tilted her face up to have their nose touch.
"I am all yours for the taking, Sakura," he said slowly, making her shiver as she reached into the water to find something. Her fingers brushed his hard member and watched in awe as his body stiffened and his perfect face twisting into a weakened plead. She raised herself up, their noses never stopping their brief touches as Sasuke gave her a heated look as he breathed out harshly.
"I love you, Sasuke-kun," she said unconsciously, her other hand sliding up his face as he held onto her soft hips with both hands.
He smirked again as he allowed her to take control. "And I have loved you from the moment I heard your heart beat for the first time," he said.
Both of their lips mushed together as Sakura proceeded to do what she wanted, and for Sasuke, he gave her everything.
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Souls bound to one, like a puzzle finally finishing.
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Creatures are born to find their other half.
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It usually takes centuries for one to find the other...
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However, for them, they won't need to take a step further.
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The knots of their red string is finally unraveled.
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AUTHOR'S ENDING NOTE- Semi-short chapter because life is like...lemons. They're awesome, but they can be sour. What am I saying? I can eat a whole bag of lemons without sugar (well, aren't I just a crazy mazy?)
WISH LEXI-BABY A HAPPY BIRTHDAY AND MAKE SURE YOU REMEMBER TASTING FLESH'S BIRTHDAY TOO ;3 THANK YOU ALL FOR AN AMAZING FIRST YEAR OF THIS FANFICTION AND I HOPE YOU WILL ENJOY THE REST :D