If there are bunch of errors, that would be due to the lack of coffee within my system.
As always,
Enjoy!
~Kyvena
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It was now late at night and most Uchiha's could be found, as Madara once called it, "drinking their sorrows". Aina was already sleeping within her room while Sakura sat out in the living room after bathing. It had been made clear to her that she would be sleeping within Madara's room.
Luna slept on the ground in front of her as the television played softly to not wake the child within the house. Once again, she payed a random show that she paid no mind to at all. Deep in thought at this point, a scowl crossed her face until the moody male walked out of the shower and draped his arms around her, allowing for his soaking long locks to drip down onto her skin.
Emerald orbs peered up, but she said nothing.
Frowning at this, Madara walked around the couch to sit down between her legs, "What happens to be on your mind?" Shaking her head, the pinkette released a gentle chuckle, "I was just thinking about how much easier life is when you are younger." Madara instantly released a heavy sigh at this as Sakura took his towel and began to dry his hair the moment he turned his back towards her.
Once she had finished, the melancholy pink haired young woman placed his long and unruly locks into a high ponytail before adjusting his glasses on his face for him. Turning, Sakura then tossed the towel into the dirty clothes basket and Madara finally spoke, "You don't have to tell that to me. All I cared about when I was younger was chasing you around as a means of torturing you because I was infatuated by your very existence."
Tilting her head slightly, she noticed as to how tired Madara appeared and frowned before pulling his exhausted frame to lean back against her chest, "Yeah, I do remember how irritating you were. You made me SO angry, but for some reason... I couldn't leave you alone no matter how much I tried."
Snuggling into the pinkette's breasts and finally coming to the conclusion that he COULD be sloppy and ungraceful around her, his body then relaxed as she laid her head against the top of his skull, "Have you been a good father to Aina during my absence...?" How in the fuck would he know?
Chuckling softly as he tilted his face against her collarbone and took in her sweet scent, "I would like to think I have been. However, they don't exactly leave handbooks on how to raise children," he admitted tiredly. Sakura began to run her fingers through his slightly damp locks, but he continued to fidget thanks to her wet locks dripping onto his broad chest.
"You know, it's ironic that they don't. They leave manuals on how to assassinate people, but not how to raise children," she teased gently. Lifting his brows slightly at this, he then laughed softly, "I would have to agree with that statement..." Sakura figured he would have more to say and tilted her head down to see his sleeping face. Oh, how sweet.
Sakura hated to do this, but she was exhausted as well. Slightly shaking his shoulder, Madara's onyx orbs slowly opened tiredly, "Forgive me..." The pinkette couldn't be mad at how cute he was now acting, so she shifted to stand and helped the overworked male to stand so that she could walk both of them into THEIR bedroom.
Glancing back as she began to walk, Sakura softly called out, "Luna, come on." Luna instantly stood up and began to follow her "mommy" and "daddy" into their room before plopping onto the ground. Easing Madara to their bed, she smiled softly and decided it was time to steal another one of his shirts.
Locking their door, she fished out one of his regular t-shirts before setting it on the top of the dresser and undressed to her black boyshorts underwear. Grasping his shirt, she then pulled it over her body and almost immediately took in a gentle deep breath to allow his scent to invade her nostrils.
Walking to her side of the bed, she laid her tired body against the soft mattress but slowly sat up to remove his shirt from her body. What was the point in wearing it anyway? Leaning back down after dropping the discarded clothing to the side, Sakura the took in a nervous breath.
Looking at his sleeping face, tears filled her eyes and quickly blinked them away. He looked so much like an angel within her eyes. Rolling onto his chest so bare skin met his own bare skin, a single hand of her own then laced through his own and tightly held as she brought his hand to her heart.
Soft mumbling was then heard coming from him, "You make it extremely hard to actually go to sleep..." Sakura chuckled softly and pressed tighter to him as a single leg shifted to raise over his motionless legs. Bringing his free arm up, it tenderly clasped around her silky skin that her waist held and his fingers gently began to stroke at that sensitive skin.
This was becoming extremely hard for BOTH of them now.
"M-Madara... s-stop," Sakura whimpered softly as she arched into his muscular body. Did he stop though? I should think not. Slowly, he teased her skin by dragging the tips over the front of her underwear. A sharp gasp was then released and she pressed tightly into his body as her hand clenched his slightly tighter.
Something did stop what was about to transpire though.
A knock came to the door and considering Madara hadn't taken his glasses off, he released an extremely heavy sigh as Sakura rolled over and pulled his t-shirt back on her body. Standing up and adjusting his glasses, he unlocked his door and opened it. Blinking rapidly, he tried to process that in front of him was his daughter.
"Daddy... I'm sorry for bothering you when I know that you need your rest... but I-" - "You wish to see your mother," Madara finished and stepped to the side for Aina's face to brighten up before running to the pinkette and jumped into bed, Madara chuckled and shrugged as he closed his door.
Morning rolled around and all Sakura and Madara felt was a child slamming their knees into their gut while yelling, "MOMMY, DADDY, WAKE UP!" Both parties orbs shot open and began coughing roughly. Luna decided that now was a good time to be playful and pounced onto Madara while wiggling her tail happily.
Having THAT much weight and muscle lying on him did not exactly feel good. As Madara tried to escape, Luna tried to chase his hand while slobbering all over his face. Aina laughed hysterically at this and once Sakura sat up and looked towards Madara, she instantly began to laugh.
"GAH, SAKURA HELP," the tired male yelled between having his own tongue licked by Luna, causing him to gross out. Izuna rushed in to witness his elder brother's... struggle... and scoffed before dying of laughter. Oh, this was FREE entertainment! Clearing his throat and still chuckling softly, Izuna then called out, "Luna! Enough!"
The pup's head jerked upright before rushing to the long haired raven. Oh, he knew what was coming, but the PUP learned how to maneuver around means of escape as he gathered his ponytail up into his hands. Rushing between his legs, Luna then jumped up and snatched Izuna's low ponytail within her mouth. Now yanked down, Izuna huffed heavily, "Luna... DROP IT!"
Oh no, she refused to listen. Sakura had fallen over laughing and finally snorted out, "L-LUNA! DROP IT!" Hearing her "mommy's" command, the massive white fluffy puppy released Izuna's hair after effectively slobbering all over it. Both brother's were now immensely grossed out as Madara placed his glasses on and rushed to the bathroom to begin brushing his teeth.
Izuna rushed into the same bathroom and closed the door before shedding all clothing and showering. Sakura then snickered, "All right Aina, you got to sleep with us last night but you are a big girl now. So I expect for you to sleep in your own bed tonight. Deal?" Aina nodded, making her long locks flutter along with her head movements. Don't keep your hopes up there...
Once Sakura was dressed, she picked a cute summer dress out for Aina and brushed her long locks before placing her straight locks into a high ponytail, making her exclaim, "Mommy, I look just like daddy now!" Sakura chuckled, yet but couldn't help but thinking that she looked more like Izuna with her straight locks.
"Hold on Aina. IZUNA, HELP," the pinkette shrieked, making the young man rush in without wearing a shirt while heaving, "WHAT'S WRONG!?" Fanning her hand back and forth, she then motioned for him to sit down. Lifting a delicate brow at the crafty pinkette, he then released a heavy sigh before sitting down.
Pulling out her brush, she then pulled Izuna's hair into a high ponytail - making Aina gape, "WHOA, UNCLE IZUNA! SO CUTE!" For some reason he knew what she had actually meant to say, causing him to laugh, "Yup, we do look pretty similar!" After brushing his teeth five times, Madara then walked in and Sakura instantly looked at the shocked facial expression that he held.
"Madara?" Sakura asked almost nervously as he lowered his head and began to snicker, "I-IZUNA! YOU LOOK EXACTLY LIKE MY DAUGHTER!" Blowing his bangs up, Izuna shrugged his shoulders and decided to keep his hair the way Sakura had fixed it. In all honesty... the pinkette found him EXTREMELY attractive like this.
It never ceased... girls still fawned over both Izuna and Madara... and why wouldn't they, they both were beautiful specimens indeed. Instead of taking the more dangerous road, Sakura walked to Madara and almost hesitated as she took his hand in her own - which Izuna did NOT miss.
Not good.
Izuna held his hand out to the precious female that he STILL loved, Izuna gave a cute wink, "What about me, Sakura? You're going to make me jealous with how much you hold big brother's hand!" Sakura released a giggle, forgetting she wanted to LIVE and released Madara's hand, only to take Izuna's large and masculine paw with no problem at all.
Madara noticed this immediately... but said nothing...
Aina instantly pouted and rushed up to the both and pushed them a part, "NO! UNCLE IZUNA, MOMMY'S HAND IS FOR DADDY ONLY!" This made Izuna sweat drop heavily before placing his hands on his knees, "Aina, you DO know that I've known your mommy longer than your daddy has known her... right?"
This made the little girl shocked as she then gained a concentrated facial expression, "Then why aren't you with mommy, uncle Izuna? It would seem smarter that if one person knows the other longer, then that's who they should be with." Izuna merely shrugged and laughed, "I'm not sure Aina. Your daddy just bugged your mommy to the point that she finally gave in."
Children are like little alcoholics...
"Yeah, but if he BUGGED her so much... wouldn't that make her NOT like him, I mean... it doesn't make sense. Mommy always looks more comfortable with you anyway," the twelve year old girl chimed softly, making Izuna sweat drop slightly as Sakura's eyes widened immensely the moment her wrist was grabbed by Madara and pulled to their room. Izuna knew what was about to happen, so he yanked Aina to go and have breakfast with him.
Closing and locking the door, Sakura continued to try to pull away, "M-Madara! You're hurting me!" Throwing Sakura on their bed, he then stalked forward and leaned down so that his lips brushed against her own softly as a seductive tone of voice projected from his vocal cords, "I STILL have all eyes and ears on you..."
DAMN HIS VOICE!
Instantly, the pinkette wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him tightly to her body, while her arms wrapped around his neck to slam his lips against her own. Gripping the bottom of her shirt, he then yanked it over her head and swiftly unclasped her bra. She couldn't feel his touch and that was frustrating enough for her to grab his gloves and yank each one off.
Hungrily and with much greed, his hands began to roam her body. Pressing his lips softly against her to frustrate her definitely worked considered she huffed and mumbled, "You will regret that..." He snickered softly until he felt her hands unbuttoning his jeans.
Shifting his sex hungry crimson orbs towards his nightstand, he then pulled the drawer open and plucked out a condom. Pushing him away, she then dropped to her knees and pulled his jeans and underwear down quickly. Well shit, now he KNEW he was going to be tortured to hell and back.
Stepping out of the discarded apparel, Sakura's hands tightened on his hips and brought him forward before flicking the head of his member playfully. A sharp hitch came to his throat and Madara instantly tangled his massive paws within her long locks. She wondered now... exactly how MANY Uchiha's had she had sex with...?
Izuna had been her first in bed and first Uchiha, then there was Madara... her second Uchiha. Sliding Madara's member within her mouth slowly as she continued to ponder. Then there was Shisui, her third Uchiha. Hell she didn't tell many people, but she WAS bisexual, so Izumi had been next on the Uchiha hit list once she had turned eighteen - making her Uchiha number four.
Before Sasuke began to feign horribly that Sakura was his "sister", she definitely had fun with him as well and he was then checked off of her mental list of sexual encounters with the Uchiha's as number five. Internally sweat dropping at the thoughts, the only thing that she could now think was, 'Well DAMN, I've been around the block a few times.'
Madara was now gripping her locks tightly and was now on the verge of exploding, but when she had told him that he would regret his actions, she had MEANT it. Any time he had been remotely close to meeting his release, she would suddenly stop - not actually knowing it was due to her raging thoughts of how many Uchiha's she had been with when they hadn't been a couple.
Gritting his teeth harshly now, Sakura then pulled away from his twitching member holding a gleam within her eyes that she had WON. Giving the pinkette a dry expression, Madara then huffed, "You have made your point," far from finishing, he then slammed her body to the floor and basically ripped her shorts and undergarments off in the process.
Leaning down to press his body against her own, she then sucked in a deep breath, "M-Madara..." Wiggling a single finger in front of her face, he then smirked as he finished his long winded speech, "But I will not be the one who loses this battle. Now, Sakura... dance for me." His weird expressions always puzzled her to the point where she began thinking so deeply that she never heard the rip of the condom wrapper.
She only came out of it the moment that condom was on and plunged deep inside her, causing her to cry out in pleasure while tangling her fingers within his forest of black and blue locks that were held hostage within a high ponytail before pulling at them roughly. Oh, how he had missed her glorious body beneath him... always crying out in pleasure for him and him alone.
Grinning handsomely now, he then teased her nice and slowly until feeling a rather hard punch to the back of his skull. Groaning softly and rubbing the back of his head, Madara then linked his arm behind the dip of her back before flipping her over so that she could touch their bedding... ONLY.
He continuously heard her groans of displeasure, which only served to PLEASE him. Leaning over her body, Madara grasped Sakura's long locks as he continued to plunge into her body. Her cries of pleasure were the most beautiful thing he had ever heard within his entire life.
Throwing her a bone at this point, he placed a firm hand on her belly and yanked her to his chest, causing for her to immediately wrap her arms around the back of his neck and pull his hair free so that she could run her fingers through his hair sensually as she eagerly pressed her body to push his throbbing member deeper inside of her. At that moment, both paused breathing and waited momentarily for THIS new sensation.
As they waited... a knock came to the door and the pinkette whimpered softly, leaning her head back in the process to give him those pleading emerald orbs that begged for him to NOT stop. But of course... he always aimed to make this pink haired pistol pleased. Releasing a gentle breath, he then removed a single hand from her hip to place it over her mouth and roughly, yet slowly and silently, rammed into her body.
More knocks came repeatedly to his door before a muffled shout was then released, "Daddy, stop hogging mommy! I want to go swimming with her!" Madara could only smirk, 'But she already IS swimming... in pleasure, that is.' The pinkette's lust filled crimson orbs stared at him hunger and desire, making him continue plunging while keeping his hand tightly pressed over her mouth as she gasped, whimpered, and moaned.
Bangs then came to the door with another muffled whine, "DADDY! LET MOMMY OUT!" At this point, Madara growled his displeasure at his child as he snapped his head in her general direction, "AINA, GO TO YOUR UNCLE! YOUR MOTHER WILL BE OUT SOO-... EVENTUALLY!"
The pinkette then gave him an extremely dry look, making him smirk at her as his other hand that had been holding her hip began to slide up her skin to grasp one of her breast. Teasingly, he began to toy with her hardened nipple, making her slam into his chest as a muffled gasp and cry of pleasure was released into his palm.
Izuna had heard all of the ruckus his niece had been making and rushed to her, "Aina! I told you to stay with me! Your daddy and mommy need to talk!" Aina then scowled, "If they need to TALK, then why don't I hear any speaking!?" Izuna sweat dropped heavily at this and his sharp ears picked up on the pinkette's muffled lust filled moans, making him swallow a lump within his throat, "They can't talk while you're here, Aina."
Even he knew that Madara had to be covering Sakura's mouth... because he had to do the same thing on multiple occasions when the two brothers had still lived at home with their parents and his brother had tried to enter, but was denied access. He would then try TALK to him while he and the pinkette had their... exercise. The only way he would ever leave was if their mother or father arrived to get him away.
Blushing furiously at this point, Izuna had no choice but to pick Aina up and throw her over his shoulders before rushing out of the main family's summer home. Reaching a safe distance, the long haired raven then set his niece down, "Listen Aina, sometimes adults need to speak in privacy without the interruption of their children. Maybe they had been speaking about getting you something! You never know!" This only made Aina look down and nod.
Professional... fucking... lying.
Snapping his lust bound crimson orbs back to the door and realizing that there was no more noise so to speak of, Madara then released Sakura's mouth for her to pant softly as sweat dripped from their bodies. That had been a challenge to keep her so quiet for such a lengthy period of time.
Madara then realized how AWKWARD it had been to have a conversation with his daughter while Sakura and him had been in the middle of having pure unadulterated fun that had been filled to the brim with lust. He had wondered as to how he had moved so smoothly as well to not alarm the child that he had been "abusing" her mother.
Blowing his bangs upward, Madara released a dreadfully loud and lengthy sigh. Sakura realized that he was no longer moving or even attempting to pleasure her anymore. Standing and getting dressed, Sakura then brushed her hair and walked to Madara to brush those unruly locks before pulling them back up into a high ponytail.
Her body ached and burned with desire... this was not fair in the slightest. Picking up her perfume that held a very gentle, yet pleasing scent of cherry blossoms, she then gave her body a couple of sprays to erase the overpowering scent of sex from her body. Looking back to Madara, Sakura then lowered her head, "The answer is still no, Madara. Now go to Aina."
Walking from the room with an ache and burn she had NEVER felt before in between her legs, the pinkette gained a scowl and sour look upon her face. So THIS is what it felt like to not finish sex. She one of two options... either get rid of the problem herself, or the more preferable... find Izuna.
Standing on the beach and shifting the sand between her toes generously, the pinkette's crimson orbs allowed EVERYONE to figure out what the issue was. However, most were completely SHOCKED that their leader had not delivered the pleasure they knew he was capable of offering.
Turning her head towards the water, she watched as Izuna sat on in the sand in his swim trunks while Aina asked as to WHY he had so many tattoos. Izuna now adorned a half sleeve that connected to his large tattooed Uchiha crest that sat on his shoulder. The sleeve held MANY different mixtures of pictures as a memorial for every person he had assassinated.
Pulling her phone, she then sent a text to Izuna, whom instantly reached into the back of his swim trunks that held a pocket to pull out his phone. Reading over the text, his eyes widened immensely... 'Your brother could not deliver. I'll be in your room. Madara and I are not dating, so he has no say in the matter.'
Seeing Madara walking out of the house in his direction while running his hands through his bangs in a frustrated manner before adjusting his glasses. Coming to a stop in front of his daughter, he had to try his HARDEST to not scowl deeply at the cock-block that had left him with blue balls... and for once, Madara succeeded.
Izuna then stood and brushed the sand off of him, "Good talk?" Ah, yes... professional lying. Madara softly grumbled and sighed comically, "I would like to say yes, but... no. It turned south very quickly." Aina then rushed up to Madara and smiled brightly, "Daddy, daddy! I want to see all of YOUR tattoos now!" Shrugging, Madara yanked his shirt off and sat down so that his daughter could awe over each tattoo he held.
Chuckling, the long haired raven that currently resembled his brother with his hairstyle then held up a hand, "You two have fun." Madara looked slightly puzzled at this once his younger brother retreated to the main family's summer home. He hadn't seen Sakura and figured that she had went to the massive garage to tinker with SOMETHING due to not being satisfied by him.
Looking up at the afternoon sky silently, all he could think was, 'Her answer is still no...' Aina noticed the saddened and longing look within her father's eyes and frowned, "This is all my fault... isn't it daddy...?" Peering over to his daughter, he wanted to be ruthless and just scream, "NO SHIT, YOU THINK!?" However, Madara merely chuckled, "I do not believe it was. You were merely excited to see your mother is all."
Lie after lie...
Once in the clear, Izuna darted to his room and quietly opened the door and walked inside before whispering softly, "Sakura, what in the HELL are you thinking!? You are playing with FIRE now! Do you even understand how stu-" he was then effectively silenced the moment the pinkette was in his face with her lips slammed to his.
As she pulled away and opened her crimson orbs, Izuna reached behind him with a single hand and locked the door. He had gained some experience since his last time with Sakura and was almost excited to show it as he smirked once his orbs shifted into the Sharingan.
Pressing her to the wall roughly with his bare abdomen and pinning her. He then grinned at her the moment her face turned bright red due to his well defined form pressing her to the wall. Flicking her crimson orbs up, she noticed his hair was still in that high ponytail and reached behind him to tug his long locks free so that they cascaded around his body like a closing act curtain.
Giving a breathy chuckle as he leaned down to press his lips to her beating pulse, he then spoke, "When will you ever stop torturing me...?" Sakura knew that was meant in more way than one and gained a devious smirk, "Right now." His crimson orbs widened in shock at this as he looked her in the eye, "But-You...What?"
The pinkette snickered softly as she unlaced his expensive swim trunks to let them fall. Thankfully, if she ruined these, she could now replace them with ease thanks to how much she made at the shop. Leaning to his ear, she gave one of the most seductive whispers that made a shiver go down his spine, "I am now all yours, Izuna..."
He had waited for this moment for so long...
Izuna wasted no time at all in undressing the pinkette, already well aware of how worked up she was thanks to his brother. He was so happy that he was roughly one months older than her, or to him, this would be weird if she had been older than him. Pressing his body to her own again as she re-tied his hair in his signature low ponytail.
His right hand quickly got to work the moment his left hand had lifted her left leg up. Inserting two fingers into her body, he quickly slammed his lips to her own so she could muffle crying out. Twisting his fingers around slowly, he then wiggled them against her g-spot, making her squirm impatiently.
Knowing his game now, the pinkette linked her leg around his hip and he then used his hand to cover her mouth with a wink. Crimson stared into crimson until he plunged his fingers much deeper within her and she slammed her orbs shut and tilted her head back sensually. She had never thought about it until now... but Izuna was the one person who would NEVER betray her trust or love.
The pit of her stomach now burned and twisted almost uncomfortably and Izuna had already placed a condom on. Motioning for her to zip her lips, she nodded and pursed her lips together tightly as he pulled his fingers free from her pulsing insides. Grabbing her right leg, he then lifted it and the sexual pinkette merely jumped up and perfectly slid him inside of her sleek core.
Izuna winced at how tight she STILL was and groaned as he tilted his head back, only for her to tightly grasp his shoulders so that she could pull her face into the base of his neck so that she could use his skin as her mouth cover. The moment he grabbed her firm backside and began plunging inside to hit her in the most sensitive areas. That's when neither cared if they were heard, considering both began to moan rather loudly in pleasure.
Aina and Madara were now making their way back inside the house. Aina then paused, "Hey daddy? Why is uncle Izuna whining like he's in pain?" This made Madara's eyes widen before he made a hasty movement to slap his hands over his daughter's ears and quickly escape from the house.
Running his tongue up the pinkette's throat made her sharply gasp and tangle her fingers through his long locks. Oh, Izuna loved when Sakura gripped his hair as sensually as she was right now. He continued to slam into her body until both met their release. Panting heavily, Izuna leaned his head against her shoulder so that his frantic breaths would assault her skin.
Sakura immediately moaned and he carried her to his bed, hard again. Leaning both of their bodies against the soft mattress, Izuna tightly gripped her hip and began to thrust again... not even thinking about changing condoms at this point. He thrusted long and harshly until they both met their release again and he pulled out to collapse on top of her body.
"H-Holy f-fuck... I-Izuna..." the out of breath female panted out frantically. Izuna chuckled softly between sucking in deep breaths, "Enjoy yourself?" She merely nodded as Izuna ran a finger down her sweaty body. Snickering playfully, he made a jab at her, "You need a shower." Lifting a pink based brow at the Uchiha male, she then giggled, "Sounds enticing."
The both showered and added a bit of pleasure to the mix before exiting as if they had only been speaking. At that moment Izuna's mother walked by the two and snickered, "I hope you two used a condom~! Believe me, EVERYONE could hear!" This comment had Izuna pale and Sakura giggled hysterically, "Well, we are a couple. That's what couples do..."
Oh yeah.
Lacing her fingers through his massive paws, Sakura then winked, "Own it, Izuna." This made the Uchiha male snicker as he released her hand to wrap his hand around her waist. Well, he would have to deal with his temperamental brother sooner or later. With that, the two walked outside to see many Uchiha's with bright red faces.
Aina then ran up to Sakura and began to scold her, "MOMMY! WERE YOU HURTING UNCLE IZUNA!?" Lifting a brow, she then shook her head, "Mm... no honey, I wasn't. I was only cracking his back for him. It had been TERRIBLY stiff and was hurting him a lot. So, he asked me to crack it for him."
Izuna tried his damned hardest not to laugh at the excuse made, but failed terribly. Just then, a clan member ran up to Izuna with a paled face, "Lord Izuna, lord Madara has asked to see you." Well I guess it was the sooner rather than the later. Nodding his head, Izuna released his hold on the pinkette and began to walk away.
Entering the bar that Madara was in. Izuna instantly narrowed his eyes at how his brother looked. He had let his hair down and was wearing his contacts. Walking up and bowing slightly, Izuna then looked his older brother in the eye, "You wished to see me?" Madara glared for a moment as if silently wishing his brother dead, but nodded, "Yes. I have a mission for you."
Handing the paper over to his brother, Izuna's onyx orbs skimmed over the details - only for his eyes to slightly widen immensely, "YOU WANT ME TO DESTROY SAKURA'S SHOP!?" Lifting a brow of amusement, Madara then chuckled darkly, "If you cannot fulfill the wishes of your leader, then I might as well dispatch you..."
Izuna stood firm as his big brother pulled his gun to point it between his brother's brows. The younger of the two did not even flinch the moment that gun was pointed at his forehead, but he did smirk darkly, "Izara..." Madara's eyes widened in horror as his hands began to shake uncontrollably and his eyes could no longer focus.
Tch.
"No, big brother. This a mission that I cannot and will not complete. My girlfriend comes before me," the younger male spoke blandly towards his brother. Madara's orbs instantly narrowed at the comment made, only to hold his gun firmly. Izuna then narrowed his eyes, "You know... I thought that I would be, but... I'm not surprised in the slightest you care so little about Sakura's happiness. You treat her as if she can be bought!"
Ignoring his little brother's statement, he then commanded, "Kneel." Izuna already knew what was coming, so he turned around and knelt to the ground. Right at that moment, his Sharingan activated as tears slid down his face. Sakura had been curious, so she had asked Aina where her "father" was.
Once she had found out that he was at the bar, she walked over there and opened the door to see Madara holding his handgun to the back of Izuna's head. Shaking her head abruptly as tears began flowing down her face, the pinkette dashed forward and tackled him to the ground the moment a shot was fired.
Sitting up with her Sharingan activated, Sakura walked up to Madara and slapped him harshly across the face, "HE'S THE ONLY SIBLING YOU HAVE LEFT! WHAT WILL BE LEFT OF IZUNA'S MEMORY ONCE YOU KILL HIM, MADARA!? YOU GO TO SUCH EXTREMES BECAUSE OF YOUR JEALOUSY! THIS IS WHY I KEPT TELLING YOU NO! NOW, IF YOU ARE GOING TO KILL IZUNA, YOU MIGHT AS WELL KILL ME TOO!"
Why do that when you have a better option?
Swiftly wrapping his arm around her throat to keep her from moving, Madara nuzzled the barrel of his gun between her breasts so that it sat over her heart before barking out, "IZUNA, YOU HAVE ONE DAY TO GET THE JOB DONE! DO YOU HEAR ME!?" Izuna's eyes widened immensely at this, but then stood firm, "You won't kill her big brother. The reason is simple... it is because Sakura possesses Izara's eyes."
Dropping the gun with eyes full of tears, he then fell to his knees and the pinkette shot a glare towards Izuna, "HONESTLY!? IZUNA, WHY WOULD YOU EVEN BRING THAT UP! GET OUT!" Izuna glared at the pretty little thing in front of him and pulled out his own gun.
Madara's eyes widened the moment he felt the precious female's arms around his chest to protect him. Yet the moment a shot was actually fired, the pinkette released him and pushed the panicking male to safety, only for the bullet to hit her through Izara's tattoo - the same place she had been shot before... by Izuna...
Well FUCK. How many times did she plan to take the hit for others!?
Obito instantly rushed into the bar and noticed Izuna holding a gun while his little sister... was shot once again. Tackling Izuna to the ground, Obito then yelled out, "MADARA! GET SAKURA OUT OF HERE AND KEEP HER AWAKE! IF SHE DIES I WILL BE SURE TO KILL YOU AS SLOWLY AS POSSIBLE!"
Rushing to the pinkette, Madara lifted her tenderly and she held his shirt tightly while sobbing. Now he regretted not inviting Hashirama. As he began to run, Madara then yelled out, "SHISUI! GET ME A TOWEL AND BRING IT TO MY TRUCK!" He was quick all right. The moment the moody male placed the precious woman he loved within his truck, Shisui handed him the towel before whispering, "Save her, Madara..."
"LUNA, COME," Madara yelled in a state of panic, making the fluffy massive pup run out as if the devil were at her heels. Opening the back door, Luna jumped in and the door was swiftly closed before he hopped into the drivers side, put the key in, and shifted the truck into drive before slamming on the gas.
He had never pushed his truck to go this fast before. Keeping the pinkette awake was almost physically impossible at this point. They were in a car and he knew now that road trips made her exhausted. Even so, he continued to keep her awake by telling her random ass stories and shaking her every so often.
Reaching the Uzumaki hospital first, Madara parked and eased Sakura into his arms. She was losing too much blood and she didn't have long at this point considering her eyes continued to fade faster and faster. Luna was quick on their heels as Madara rushed in and yelled, "MINATO!" Minato heard Madara's panicked tone and rushed out of his office... to see his niece... dying.
"QUICKLY, FOLLOW ME," Minato yelled as they rushed down the hallway to the laser treatment room. He got there quickly and Madara held the pinkette's hand tightly as it began to stitch her skin back together. Minato then growled, "We ran out of O-type blood!" Madara blinked rapidly, "Minato, my blood type is O. Use my blood."
Nodding, he set Sakura up in a lavished and comfortable room before sticking Madara with a needle in a vein and quickly moved to his paling niece to stick the connected needle within her arm for the transfusion to begin. Minato then frowned as he watched Madara hold Sakura's hand with pain filled orbs.
"I know it's not my place to say this... but you might consider ceasing any and all gang activity for my niece's safety," The blonde haired doctor ran his hands through his hair and sighed heavily, "Madara, she has lost a great deal of blood. So-" - "Take as much as my blood as you need, Minato. I would rather die than watch her die." Minato gulped harshly, "It won't kill you, but you both will be weak. I'm going to keep this room off limits."
Minato then glanced to how sad Luna appeared and patted beside the pinkette's legs where she would fit, "Come on Luna, protect your mommy..." Luna then padded forward and hopped onto the bed, curling up close to her mommy to protect her and give her the warmth she needed. With that, Minato left the room with a saddened expression.
Madara moved closer to Sakura and held her hand as tears fell from his crimson orbs, "I'm sorry Sakura. I am so sorry. I am SUCH a fool with how I keep placing you in danger." Leaning his forehead onto her hand, Madara then placed his lips against the top of her hand that was now regaining color.
An hour later, Minato returned and noticed all of the color had returned to his niece's sun kissed skin. Walking to Madara, he eased the needle out of the sleeping male's arm and covered it with a bandaid so that it did not continue to bleed. Walking to his niece, Minato then chuckled, "That was a long transfusion Sakura, how are you feeling?"
Crimson orbs stared at her uncle silently. Her Sharingan weren't deactivating and this alarmed Minato, "Sakura? Your eyes are still the Sharingan-" - "Forget that, they will return to normal soon enough... can you bring in another bed so that I can take care of him...?" Minato sighed heavily, but nodded, "Yeah, of course."
Another bed was brought in and linked with her own bed before Minato lifted Madara and placed him on the bed next to Sakura's. Minato watched this with fascination as his niece rolled over and wrapped her arms around Madara's head and pressed her cheek to his as tears slid down her face to connect with the tears that slid from Madara's closed orbs.
Minato excused himself, yet once the door closed... he placed his back against it to hear the heartbreaking sounds of his niece sobbing for the leader of the Uchiha clan. He knew, in all rights, whether he liked it or not... she was now a half blooded Uchiha. Unable to listen to her shedding tears any longer, he retreated back to his office.
Sakura held Madara close as tears cascaded to mix with his own, "M-Madara, you RECKLESS fool! Why do you do this to me!? I thought you would have stopped chasing after me by now, but NO! Why... WHY DO I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!?" A tired chuckle was then heard, "You believe that you are the only one who is frustrated? I continued to chase you... because I love you."
Damn him...
Damn her...
Quite the couple aye?
Minato was almost back to his office whenever he saw four Uzumaki gang members that did NOT have Nagato or Naruto within the mixture. Pausing, Minato tilted his head back to look at the members, yet believed that maybe they were here to pay someone a visit that had become injured while on a mission, so he continued to head to his office until the yell of his niece's pissed off voice was released.
The pinkette and moody male were both incredibly weak, yet she did find the strength to hold Madara and stroke his long free flowing locks. The hospital door then rammed open and the four Uzumaki gang members smirked as they walked in. Sakura then scowled and became extremely protective of the Uchiha clan leader while Luna's head snapped up in high alert and released a subtle growl.
Continuing to scowl, the pink haired female tightened her hold on Madara slightly. The four then entered and closed the door and jammed it shut with a door, "Well, we heard that the leader of the Uchiha gang is here with our leader's niece. Now, lady Sakura, we ask that you don't do anything foolish within your weakened state."
Pressing the passed out Madara closer to her heart, she then weakly growled out, "What are you hoping to accomplish!?" One of the members then grinned, "You see, if we kill the leader of the Uchiha gang, we will climb up the ranks rather quickly... but if we were to hurt you, our leader's niece, our ranks would plummet."
Lowering one of her hands to Madara's backside, she unclasped his holster and subtly pulled out his gun. Luna kept completely still, yet growled in a low tone for the intruders to stay away from her weakened mommy and daddy. All four members pulled out their handguns and pointed them towards Madara, but the pinkette then yelled, "LUNA, ATTACK! PROTECT YOUR DADDY!"
The massive fluffy white pup then sprang forward and sank her fangs into the first man's hand, making him drop his gun as blood began to pour from the wound. Releasing that man, Luna continued to bite all of the men until one actually fired a shot and pierced Madara's shoulder, shocking him awake as he grunted at the pain.
Slowly, Sakura lowered her head and stood up on shaky legs. Walking forward with tears stinging her orbs, she then spoke in a low tone, "Haruno, Uzumaki, Hyuga, Uchiha... A name is just a name. However... WHEN YOU HURT SOMEONE I LOVE, YOU ROYALLY PISS ME OFF!" Minato finally rammed the door open, only to see Madara wounded and his niece pass out while holding Madara's gun.
Rushing forward, the blonde lifted the pinkette back into the bed and swiftly brought the laser technology in to seal Madara's wound. Once completed, Minato then turned around with one scary ass glare, "You four are a DISGRACE! My niece was already weak from a loss of blood and it is a miracle Madara had been here or she would be DEAD! By harming someone she loves, you now pay the ultimate price!"
Taking hold of Madara's gun did bother the Uchiha male a bit, but he dealt with it as he watched the four intruders being hastily shot and kicked out of the room. Minato was someone he always warned the regular clan members about when out on missions due to his speed.
Shisui could almost match Minato's speed, but it wasn't good enough. Sakura would be able to take him on if at full strength, but doubted she would go all out against her uncle unless she got into the mindset of a killer. That was something HE even feared. Sakura learned how to abandon all of her emotions to slaughter people for the good of the clan... and how did he repay her hard work?
He had banished her...
Two months later, Sakura finally got back into shape and had her tattoo for Izara redone. Madara had put a temporary banishment on Izuna for harming Sakura and she had officially been reinstated as a full member of the clan as not only the head lady of the Uchiha, but one of his high ranking officers as well.
Of course, the pinkette still ran Silhouette and none of the clans held anything against her as long as they wanted their motorcycles fixed. The only issue was when her boyfriend, Madara, worked and women got a little too handsy with him. She would instantly pull her gun on them and silently DARE them with her eyes to continue their indecent behavior.
It was now late at night when Madara handed the pinkette a piece of paper for an assassination job. Yawning heavily, Sakura merely nodded. Fuck, she worked all day and was then expected to pull off assassinations? Welp, good luck Sakura. Giving the moody male a beyond exhausted expression, she then leaned in and pressed her lips to his before pulling away and walking away while waving.
Looking at the paper as she walked, a heavy frown crossed her lips. The Hyuga clan WAS pushing their luck as of late and she needed to thin their numbers a bit. Coming to a stop momentarily and thinking deeply, she noted that the Hyuga's were experts at hand to hand combat. So the best way to thin their numbers was to use her sniper that held a badass silencer.
A silent assassin.
Sakura knew she needed to change from her work attire to not give herself away and that was a headache all on its own. Walking into her apartment that had been gifted to her by Tajima, Sakura pulled out a skin tight black sleeveless crop top shirt that held separate sleeves, short and thigh-high stirrup stockings that showed her toes and heels just in case she needed to resort to hand to hand combat, and black knee high tie up riding boots.
Once dressed, the pinkette pulled her long locks up into a high ponytail before grabbing her sniper with the silencer and walking outside while lacing her sparkly belt holding both of her handguns in place within their sparkling holsters. Aina watched her mother walk out of her apartment and rushed outside, "Mommy!" Sakura snapped around and smiled softly, "Aina, it's very late... why are you awake sweetie?"
Glancing towards her watch, she then groaned just as her daughter was about to answer, "I'm sorry honey... your father is sending me on a mission. I'll come over and give you a kiss when I get back okay?" Aina sadly nodded and Sakura's gaze instantly hardened the moment she turned her body and began walking away.
Aina rushed to her father angrily and slammed the door open. Madara glanced up and peered through his glasses to see his daughter, "Aina?" The twelve year old was FURIOUS as she yelled, "MOMMY FINALLY COMES HOME AND EACH NIGHT YOU SEND HER OUT FOR HOURS TO DO... WHATEVER YOU GUYS DO!?"
Releasing a gentle sigh and lowering his forehead to his propped up hands that were currently laced together, Madara's tired eyes then glanced up, "Aina... I need your mother's help with this work. I'm sorry that it has to be that way. Hopefully clan problems will cease soon." That's when Aina remembered what her mother had said in the alley that one day... 'It's simple really. It's because all of us Uchiha... are professional liars...'
"YOU ARE SUCH A LIAR, DADDY," the young girl yelled, making Madara chuckle softly, "Why would you say that?" Akina then activated her Sharingan and glared at her father, "It's simple really. It's because all of us Uchiha... are professional liars..." Madara looked a tad shocked at the fact that Akina remembered something from so long ago and released a soft tsk, "Very well Akina. You may join your mother on this mission. However, the truth WILL hurt."
Nodding, Akina then bolted to catch up with her mother before she left. Sakura hadn't gotten very far due to the fact that she had just LISTENED to her daughter bitching at her father. And the rebellious stage begins. Akina walked up to her mother and the pinkette instantly released a heavy sigh. Sure, she could protect her daughter... but who would protect her from what she was about to witness...?
Madara was SUCH a dick for doing this.
Akina would blow her cover and she already knew this for a fact. Slinging her leg over her motorcycle, Sakura was about to take off until she felt her daughter scramble up. She didn't have the time for this now... if she began arguing with her daughter now, she would never make it in time to even confront them face to face.
That was the only option she has now and to be blatantly honest, it pissed her off. Tossing her sniper to the ground, the pinkette took off towards the Hyuga meeting - someone would find her sniper and know it was hers and take it to Madara. It was the same place she had been shot at, so it was easy to zoom there.
Parking a block away, Sakura got off of her motorcycle with deadly emerald orbs shining brilliantly. Her daughter was speaking nonstop, but she was not listening at all as they finally neared the area and she spoke out in a deadly tone, "Akina... shut up..." This shocked the child, but did as her mother asked.
As the two approached, the pinkette didn't even bother with pulling her gloves on and yanked her long locks free. Shifting her orbs to her Sharingan, Sakura dashed forward and slammed her fist into the back of one of the Hyuga's skulls. Reaching her left hand back, the pinkette unclasped one of her handguns before shooting the male in the back of the head.
Akina now wished she hadn't come as she watched her mother begin a blood bath. Is this what she meant when she said 'All of us Uchiha are professional liars'? Well, that was half of it. Akina squeaked the moment a single man rushed towards her, only for Sakura to unclasp her other gun, turn the safety lock off, and toss it to her daughter, "AKINA!"
Activating her own Sharingan, Akina's orbs became deadly as she caught the gun and shot the man without even thinking. She had to admit it... as sick and twisted as it sounded... this was fun. Flipping over a man as Akina took the shot, the pink haired mother basically made the sign of the cross with her firearm.
A man dropped from above, only for the pinkette to shoot up. Two closed in on both sides, the man of the left being closer was shot first - only for the one on the right to quickly to be shot next. The last slid below he legs then and her gun lowered for her to take the shot. Turning back to her daughter, the pinkette's gun then angled behind her to take shot at someone that was trying to get away and slaughter them.
The deed, now done, and both covered head to toe in blood - Sakura approached her daughter and grabbed the gun and turned the safety back on. Twirling both firearms within her hands, the pinkette then slammed both within her holsters and clip them shut, only to hear her daughter, "Mommy... you are so... COOL!"
Well that took the pinkette back by a landslide.
"Akina... there is nothing cool about taking another person's life..." the pink haired mother admitted honestly with her head slightly lowered.
The mother and daughter assassins returned home unharmed, but covered in blood. Her sniper had been picked up by another and her head stayed lowered as she walked silently up the long flight of stairs as tears slid down her face. Madara stood outside of his home to witness both covered in blood and rushed to both of them, yet Sakura swiftly pulled out her gun and held it to her boyfriend's forehead while trembling.
It was apparent that the pinkette was still in assassin mode as Madara slowly pushed the firearm away from his forehead and slowly took her within his arms, "Sakura..." The shimmer slowly came back to her eyes and tears rolled down her face. Putting her gun back into its holster and clipping it shut, the pinkette broke down.
Soft hushes exited the leader of the Uchiha's mouth, yet the moment he looked at the evil gleam his daughter held. Sakura knew that gleam was still there, causing her to rip out of his arms and slap him across the face so harsh that he was hurled to the ground while yelled, "YOU PRICK! YOU DID THIS ON PURPOSE YOU SICK BASTARD! MY DAUGHTER KILLED PEOPLE TONIGHT AND SAID THAT IT WAS COOL!"
Groaning as he sat up, Sakura then clenched her fists tightly, "Akina... go SHOWER and then go to your room NOW!" Snapping out of it, the twelve year old nodded and rushed inside to shower. Madara then stood up with his arms folded and watched as his girl came at him with deadly intent, yet grasped her fists and backed her into the wall of his house that was covered with shadows.
"Sakura... enough," his deadly tone jingled out before swooping in and capturing her lips. They didn't have the most healthy relationship, yet Sakura was praised within the Uchiha clan. Ripping away from Madara, she then struggled to hit him until he simply tossed the pinkette over his shoulder and walked inside of his home.
Walking to his room and making his way to his bathroom, he set the pinkette down while holding her wrists and turned the light on. Once all blood was off of her, she would return to normal. Not tempting fate, he kept a tight hold on his woman's wrists as he turned the shower and used a single hand to remove her clothing.
As perusuall, his feisty pinkette yelled and thrashed about as he removed his clothing that had been covered in blood and removed his glasses to set them on the counter before he stepped into the shower while tugging her along with him. Sakura finally ground out spitefully, "I hate you!"
That was a first.
Sighing heavily, Madara sat down and pulled his love to his lap, causing all blood to slowly rinse off. Once she had no blood on her, Sakura leaned her forehead against his collarbone and began to sob. Releasing her reddened wrists, her arms slowly laced around his neck and he kissed her diamond baring forehead, "Sakura, have you ever wondered as to why some of us Uchiha carry so many tattoos...?"
Nodding against his collarbone, he took in a shaky breath, he then spoke softly, "It's because we carry the memories of the fallen with us. Believe me... we do not wish to be mindless killers. It is simply a means of preserving our own life. In no way do we believe that our own lives have a greater significance than other lives. I told Akina my story once... but I have never told you." He had to take a deep breath for this one.
Sadly chuckling, he looked up at the ceiling, "Now, I shall tell you the story. When I was young, I felt the same way you did. I had the mindset that no life should be taken without justification or it being some form of self-defense." He then frowned lightly, "When my father lead the Uchiha Clan, I was repulsed when he took a life in front of me."
Taking a breath, he continued, "It had happened the same way as the time when you fought those women in that alley. Four men were attacking my father and he had no choice but to use his Sharingan. A knife was then held to not only my throat, but Izuna's as well. I had never felt so powerless in my entire life..."
Looking down and slightly tightening his hold on the precious female that he now held within his arms, "My father then knocked all of them out... the Sharingan had been lost from existence and the family decided that it would be safer staying hidden. With that in mind, he took out his gun and killed all four people."
Madara bit the inside of his cheek as he spoke, "I was then filled with hatred and fear for my father and that's what awoke my Sharingan. My mother then said something to me that I shall never forget. She said to me, "Your father was scared to lose you and the deep desire to protect you and your brother lead him to push himself to actually kill those men. What if they had come after you again and what if they had exploited the Uchiha?" However..."
Tears now stung his eyes as he then lowered his head to Sakura's ear to whisper, "In that same battle, my youngest sibling... Izara... had her throat slit and her eyes were donated to a little girl that had been playing outside when two cars had an accident and both windshields shattered and tore up her eyes so that she no longer held the light within her eyes."
He wasn't so sure if he should actually be telling the love of his life these secrets, but he had already started. Tears now filled his eyes as he clutched her nude form tightly to his own as he continued to whisper shakily, "She was in so much pain that I went to visit her often to make her feel better. I then gave the suggestion to have my little sister's eyes transplanted into her head."
Sakura hadn't realized that this story was actually about her, so she asked softly, "What happened to her after that...?" Madara then smiled softly, "Many years passed and I wanted the pain of the loss of my little sister to stop. So I forced myself to forget. Then one day, I fell deeply in love with a girl that just so happened to be the same girl that I had visited in the hospital many times as a child. She's now the person that I treasure most in this world."
Emerald orbs widened immensely as she remembered back to the days she spent in the hospital and could not see. A young boy HAD come to see her rather oftenly and his visits ALWAYS helped her forget about the pain she was suffering through. How... HOW could she have forgotten him!?
Tightening her hold on him and resting her forehead against his neck, tears began to fall from her eyes slowly as she softly whispered, "Never again will I forget the love I have ALWAYS held for you. Even as a child, you were the thing that I treasured the most within this world because my parents never came to visit me. You were all I needed. Now that I think back, you were the first person that I saw once I was able to again."
Her hold on him almost became a desperate clinging as if she might lose him if she were to let go of him for even a brief moment in time, "You were always my bright ray of light within my world when it was once a pitch black void! I always want you by my side, mission... or just spending time together! Never again will I lose sight of you!"
Right at that moment, naked or not... he felt like the luckiest man alive within this world all because of her. It was almost as if his sister had brought the two together as he shakily whispered, "T-Thank you, Izara for bringing Sakura into my life. I will always treasure her..."
Always...