WHEREVER YOU ARE

Haruno Sakura, daughter to one of Konoha's heroes. Uchiha Sasuke, Chuunin, who might just be more of a disgrace to his Clan than his brother. Sakura knew going on this mission with him would be a mistake. That she would fall in love with him all over again, and the worst part was - she was right.

Road to Ninja Universe. SasuSaku.

Chapter 18 – Yours

"Let's run again, please.

We used to never breathe,

Until we felt whole,

Until our hearts burned."

Sasuke pressed his forehead against hers, as he squeezed his eyes shut tightly against his own need, rushing wildly down his belly and lower.
"Sakura, I-"
As if she read his mind, Sakura pressed her lips to his, "Don't stop, Sasuke."

Sasuke's mouth was relentless, kissing her with such a hard intensity she was sure her lips would bruise. Sakura's hands found themselves gripping his hair again, her tongue unyielding against his own. Sasuke's hands tightened around her hip, slowly moving her against his thigh between her legs…and the friction was delicious. Sakura gasped into his mouth and Sasuke kissed along her jaw, trailing heated lips down. His teeth grazed her earlobe and at the same time he pressed her hips into him hard. Sakura made a surprised sound, her hips jerking up into him.
"Sasuke," she moaned as his hand led her hip again, faster now, more intensely.
"Say it again." He demanded, "Say it again, Sakura." He bit her earlobe, tugging on it slightly and she seemed to ignite underneath him.
"I'm yours, Sasuke." She gasped.
His mouth moved down to her neck, seemingly driven by insane need, he bit down and Sakura cried out, her body rising off of the bed to meet his. With unsteady hands, Sakura reached down, tugging at his shirt and Sasuke sat up and pulled it over his head, tossing it away. He watched her eyes trail down his body, over his chest and lower, much lower, stopping where she could see his need for her, his pants did nothing to hide it. Sakura swallowed, her eyes moving up to meet his again and then she came up to her knees and without breaking that unwavering stare, she pulled her shirt over her head. Sasuke looked too. His eyes stopped at the mark that he'd undoubtedly made on her neck and the lower, pausing on her breasts, his eyes drinking her in and then down to the scar on her abdomen. This time, he touched it. His fingers steady against her skin. Goosebumps budded across her skin and Sakura shivered. Sasuke's eyes flicked up just a little, his eyes widened and he swallowed thickly, that hand trailing upward and there was no hesitation. He cupped her breast. Sakura's heart bu-bumped in her chest and she watched his face as his thumb and index finger came around her hard nipple. Sakura bit her lip but couldn't stop the moan that worked its way up her throat. Sasuke's rubbed the hard nub through the satin of her white bra between his fingers and Sakura gasped, biting down harder on her lower lip as her back arched toward him. Sasuke licked his lips, his free hand reaching up to push the strap of her bra from her shoulder, coaxing it down her arm until the cup fell away from her breast. Sasuke laid Sakura back down again, unable to hide the sheer need from his features, he leaned down, taking her nipple between his lips, his tongue flattening down against it. Sakura gave a guttural gasp, her hips lifting against him of their own accord. Sasuke's tongue moved against her, lapping at her and her chest rose and fell rapidly. She was drowning in sensation and when Sasuke's teeth nipped at her Sakura's hands came up just in time to smother her cry of his name. Unable to stop herself, Sakura reached for his pants, her skin too hot, too tight to belong to her in that moment. Sasuke released her nipple, the slight popping sound echoing in her ears. He looked down at her, towering over her, eyes like a predator getting ready to devour her, as she sat up slightly, fingering shaking on his belt.
"Off," Sakura told him, voice too low, too strangely sexy to belong to her. "Now,"
Sasuke stood from the bed without hesitation, he undid his belt and looked up at her as he hooked his fingers around his pants and underwear and pushed them down his hips. Sakura stared up him unabashedly, taking in every detail.
"Lie back," Sasuke told her. "Lift your hips for me."
She did as he asked and Sasuke leaned onto the bed and undid the tie on her skirt, it gave no resistance. Sasuke pulled it off and threw it on the floor. Sasuke slid his hand up from her ankle, up, up, around the crook of her knee and higher, his fingers light against her inner thigh. Sakura's breath came unsteadily as she watched him lean down, placing open mouthed kisses, his mouth following the trail of fire his fingers left on her leg. Sasuke's fingers hooked onto her panties, nails scratching at her skin. Sakura couldn't look away from those dark eyes as she lifted her hips for him again. Sasuke pulled her panties off, tossing them them aside as his hands found her knees and staring down at her, he spread them and looked. Whatever he saw made him groan, low in his chest, his fingers twitching and then tightening around her knees.
Sasuke leaned down between her thighs, breath unsteady against her skin as he trailed careless kisses up her stomach, between her breasts and into her neck. His body coiled tightly above her.
"There's so much…I want…" he spoke, his voice muffled against her skin.
Sakura pulled him up to her, her lips finding his easily, her mouth insistent, her tongue finding no resistance at his lips and sliding along his. Sakura threw her arm around his shoulders, she pressed her hips up, pressing herself into his hardness and Sasuke's hips jerked down hard, her mouth swallowing his moan. Sasuke pulled back, the muscles in his back straining against her fingertips. "Sakura-"
"Don't let me go, Sasuke."
Sasuke squeezed his eyes shut tightly and nodded, he guided her legs up and around him and the next second he was inside of her. The pain was sharp and Sakura ground her teeth against it. She sent healing chakra down and it worked to ease the sting. Sasuke waited, throwing every ounce of control her possessed into this. Sakura shifted her hips a little and moaned softly. Sasuke opened his eyes, looking down at her. He couldn't stop looking at her. Hair spread out on the bed, green eyes bright and shining up at him, cheeks flushed, lips swollen, the sheen of sweat on her skin. She was beautiful. She always had been. But this was just for him.
"Sakura…"
Her lips twitched into a small smile. "I know."
Sasuke moved then, slowly at first and then more insistently and she did nothing to muffle her cries. Sakura had been afraid of so much since her story with Sasuke began. Most of all, she'd been afraid of falling. As her back arched, fingers digging into his back where his muscles bunched and rolled beneath her fingers, his face pinched in concentration, lips parted and so, so close to losing control. So close to pushing her off of the edge and suddenly as her boiling blood rushed through her veins, Sakura wasn't so afraid of the sensation of falling anymore.

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The large hand squeezed one more time and Kushina screamed hoarsely, her hands clawing to get free. Menma was still running when the hand opened and his mom fell, he pushed his legs harder but he knew he wouldn't make it. Minato flashed in at the last second, catching her before she hit the ground. Menma looked him over, he'd never seen his father so beaten up. Blood ran from the corner of his mouth, and his body was covered in multiple cuts and bruises. Minato held Kushina in his arms, his hand smoothing her hair back. "Kushina, open your eyes, please."
Menma crouched next to them, reaching out to her. "Mom!"
Kushina's eyes fluttered open and she managed a faint smile. "I'm…ok."

The large chakra figure crossed the space Menma had ran in two steps and Menma spun around. The chakra seemed to dissolve around Mikoto and her feet touched the ground. A few feet from Hinata. Too close, as far as Menma was concerned. Mikoto turned, now facing Hinata. Her lips moved but he was too far away. Mikoto flipped her blade in the air catching the hilt again and again as she spoke. Menma nearly tripped over his feet, righting himself at the last second and taking off in a dead sprint. Hinata wasn't moving. Why wasn't Hinata moving?
"Hinata!" he screamed. She didn't respond. Her eyes were wide and staring at Mikoto but moved towards him, her body stayed frozen in place. Had Mikoto done something to her?
"I can't let those eyes become a problem." Mikoto said and let the blade fly. Menma screamed her name again as the blade found its target. Piercing her chest. Menma faltered, his hand reaching towards her. Hinata finally turned her head to him, her mouth opened as if she wanted to speak but blood splattered from her lips, and then Hinata dropped.

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Fugaku held onto his arm, blood pooling in his hand. "Who knew you'd become capable of this?"
After hours, it seemed Fugaku was finally nearing the end of his capabilities. Hidan's head had rolled outside the room after Fugaku's eyes had caught him in a genjutsu. Kisame and Itachi were still standing. Itachi stared his father down, Sharingan versus Sharingan. "And with the Mangekyou, something you were so against."
Samehada, now unwrapped, made an impatient sound, clearly hungry for more of Fugaku's chakra. Kisame swung and Fugaku leapt back. "Tell me, Itachi, when exactly did you awaken it?"
"When mother killed Shisui."
"It was necessary." Fugaku said, rushing at them, the injured arm dangling limply. "Without these eyes, nothing can be achieved!"
Itachi blocked the attack easily, his kick hitting Fugaku in the stomach, sending him flying back. Fugaku hit the wall hard, plaster splitting beneath him. Samehada flew from Kisame's hand, biting into Fugaku's thigh. Itachi crossed the room, crouching in front of his father. "Are these eyes all you have, father?"
Fugaku's eyes opened, the Sharingan fading away as his chakra drained.
"You have achieved nothing here, Itachi. You are a failure-"
"You think I don't know? The obsession with Senju blood. They eyes. The experimentation. I know," Itachi said lowly, "Everything."
"You are too late."
Kisame shook his head. "End him, Itachi. We need to move to Konoha."
Itachi lifted his blade. He squeezed his eyes shut and shoved the blade into his father's chest, right into the heart, and then, just as Fugaku had done earlier, Itachi twisted the blade. Blood splattered from Fugaku's mouth, his eyes – full of hatred for his child, glazed over.
"It's hard to believe he died so easily." Kisame said, beginning to wrap Samehada up once again. Itachi wiped his blade on the wet carpet. "He was never the mastermind behind everything. He was a pawn she used to achieve her goals."
Itachi stood, his face void of any emotion, as empty as he felt at that moment. Hollow. "Gather the rest of the members. Pain and Konan have gone ahead."
"Can someone please reattach my head?" Hidan called from the hallway.
"I'll handle it," Kisame said, waving Itachi off. "Go. Find your little brother. We'll head to Konoha before the sun sets."
Itachi nodded and then he was gone.

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I also recently started a new SasuSaku fic called I Wait, if anyone is interested in checking it out~

Here is a teaser from chapter 2: A Little Pain –

Behind him someone screamed, he knew that voice, but while things crashed and exploded behind him, Menma still couldn't move. Still couldn't take is eyes off of Hinata's pale white face.

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- Zana-Lee