topsyturvy-dream I reaaaaaaaaaaaalllllly love writing them! I kinda feel like I want to apologise to Emiko for this chapter though! Hope you enjoy x
I placed another hot kiss on the inside of his thigh, making his body shudder in anticipation before repeating my question, "Are you going to tell me what happened?" Sasuke threw his head back, groaning in frustration. He was so, so close. He needed the sweet relief that my mouth, inches from his manhood, promised to give but he was divided between his devotion to me and need for me. He knew the truth would upset me but he knew very well that I wouldn't rest until I made him tell me what had put him in a bad mood. His hand found my hair, clutching a good handful to pull my head to his cock. He could feel my warm breath on him, he tried to pull me closer but my head wouldn't budge.
With one simple lash of my tongue his resolve shattered and he shouted out, "Okay, I'll tell you!" Then he shouted out again but this time it was my name as he finally got his wish and his throbbing erection was enclosed in between my lips. One of my hands massaged his balls alongside the rhythm I was pleasuring him to, the other he was squeezing hard, he badly wanted to touch me too but I'd made sure I was out of his reach for my interrogation. My name sounded so beautiful coming from his lips in lusty whispers I could hardly stand it, I looked up to watch him, without realising his eyes had been on me the whole time, as soon as our eyes met he exploded.
I kissed my way back up his body to his waiting arms, he held me close against his chest, I could feel his heartbeat thumping wildly against my cheek. Waiting for him to catch his breath, my fingers traced the definition of his muscles. Apart from that one time he tried to show me how to throw kunai, we hadn't properly trained together before. He took his own training very seriously and even Yoichi had complained about him being too strict when they had practiced ninjutsu together but how would he be with me? I definitely wanted him to take it seriously but on the other hand I was concerned that he would get frustrated at my lack of skill.
"I think we have about an hour until Yoichi's done, want to train a bit?" My heart jumped in my chest, just like it always did when it felt like he was reading my mind but the feeling of surprise soon slipped into suspicion.
"Don't think you're getting out of telling me." I said, giving him an angry pout, which he didn't take seriously at all.
"It didn't cross my mind for a minute." he laughed.
Over the years the way he held my hand had changed. When we were first together he usually only held my hand to put it where he wanted it most or to get me to walk quicker, then after a few weeks the way he held my hand was very tight and possessive, now in Konoha his hold was just as tight but his thumb would caress my fingers whenever our hands were linked, telling me he loved me without saying a word. As we made our way to the outskirts of the village, his thumb was caressing my hand much more than usual like he was nervous. Sasuke was my rock, whenever he was nervous I started to panic.
"Still want to know?" he asked, leading me into a clearing in the forest not too far from the training grounds. We were close enough to the village that we would be on time to pick up our son but far enough that we wouldn't be disturbed by any other shinobi hoping to improve their skills.
"Of course." I shot back as quickly as I could manage, hoping he wouldn't realise I was dreading the conversation even though I was the one making it happen.
He ran his hand through his thick black hair with a sigh, he really, really didn't want to repeat such untrue, hurtful words, "Sakura tried to convince me that you've been unfaithful."
I stared at him in disbelief, a hundred questions swimming around in my mind. The most important question left my mouth in a shaky voice, "Do you believe her?"
Sasuke's expression didn't change at all, if he wasn't looking at me with the same love filled eyes he always did I probably would have cried or screamed...most likely both.
"Not for a second." he replied bluntly.
I nodded, finding it hard to make eye contact with him, calm myself or find my voice again. Of course I was relieved that he didn't believe a bad word that she had said about me but it was still a shock that she had even said it in the first place. She hadn't bothered me much before but suddenly I could see her becoming a real problem.
"Don't let it bother you, Emi." his voice had a beautiful calmness in it that convinced me that everything was alright.
"It won't." I shrugged and buried my face into his chest for a much needed cuddle. Only when he rested his chin on my head did he allow his expression to slip, his features became a mixture of concern, anger and determination- he was going to sort this out no matter what.
The next half an hour was not fun, it was a mixture of running, push ups and sit ups. Somehow though the conversation that we just had seemed to fill me with an anger that was fueling my training making it possible for me to, so far, do everything that Sasuke had asked me to do.
"Right, try creating a clone again." I nodded at his command and dragged myself off the ground, after just finishing a hundred sit ups I wasn't surprised that my body was aching in protest. I hastily performed the hand seals and the clone did appear but it definitely wasn't a copy of me, it only just about looked human.
I must have looked defeated because he said, "It's not that bad." He just knew that I had the talent to be a great ninja, I just hadn't discovered it yet. Teaching me though was proving to be very difficult for him, not because I was starting from the beginning but because he had to watch me getting hot and sweaty in a range of enticing positions without acting on his urges that were screaming at him to get hot and sweaty too. It was truly torturous. He took a deep breath and tried to clear his mind, he had an idea that could really help me with my chakra control but he would have to put his hands on my body, even with the astonishing levels of self discipline he had achieved over the years he wasn't sure if he trusted himself.
Standing behind me, he placed his hands on my stomach. "Try and picture your chakra centered here."
I nodded, trying to focus on his words and not his body barely an inch from mine. His cloak was brushing against my bare thighs. I'm not sure which one made me more nervous, messing up the jutsu again or his thumbs that had discovered the gap between my top and shorts.
"As you perform the hand seals picture it filling your whole body." he continued. "From your toes, to your head." He quickly moved his hands away and regretted using those particular words that had sent naughty sparks around his body. Luckily I hadn't noticed his unease, my eyes were tightly closed as I concentrated and followed his instructions.
"Bunshin no Jutsu!" I shouted, performing the hand seals and in a puff of smoke there stood an identical copy of me! To say I was happy was a huge understatement, even after Sasuke agreed to help me I had been doubting that I could actually do it. Now the possibilities seemed endless, with a little practice I felt sure I could make it into Sasuke and Yoichi's world. I turned to my wonderful husband and found that he'd matched my grin with one of his own. He promised himself that he would help me to celebrate later...at least five times.
"I knew you could do it." he said and my tired body surged with pride.
I decided to head home to shower and let Sasuke get Yoichi, I was sweaty, covered in dirt from exercising on the ground and my hair looked like it usually did after a night with Sasuke. After breaking through a thick line of trees and back onto the busy streets of Konoha, I tidied my hair the best I could by restraining it into a bun. I wanted to make Sasuke proud in all aspects of our life, including looking presentable in front of the people that lived in the village, our friends and neighbours. After crossing the bridge that led deeper into the heart of Konoha I was only a couple of streets away from home when I spotted someone waving at me, her pink hair made my heart sink. I really had to ask Sasuke to teach me how to disappear like he could, it would have really come in useful. So, instead of vanishing in true ninja style, I waved back and started to walk away from her in the complete opposite direction to the way that I actually needed to go. If I managed to avoid her, a longer walk home was a small price to pay but she was exceptionally eager to talk to me and caught up quickly.
"Hi, Emiko. How are you? Oh, have you been for a run? Good for you for wanting to finally get into shape!" That was a cheap shot and it kind of stung but I could rise above that one pretty easily.
"Thanks. Well, see you later." If I walked a bit faster I could still make it back home before Sasuke and Yoichi.
"Is everything alright with you and Sasuke?" she continued, without a shred of genuine concern in her voice. "After I spoke to him this morning he seemed really upset." As soon as the last word left her lips, I felt my simmering anger suddenly blast out of control.
"You tried to make him think I was cheating, of course he was upset!" I somehow managed to prevent myself from shouting, creating a scene in the middle of a busy street was probably what she wanted.
"Is that what he told you?" When I answered her with only a blank look she added, "I was trying to talk to him about what he said to Naruto. I was trying to stick up for you, of course."
Against my better judgement I asked, "What are you talking about?"
For the first time since meeting her she looked unsure about what she was about to say, like she was having an argument with her conscience. I tried to prepare myself for what she was about to say, I reminded myself that she was just jealous and nothing she said was true. Me and Sasuke were strong.
"I overheard them talking about you. He said that he's only with you because you have a child together. That's why he stays out on missions longer than he needs to because he can't face being home sometimes." It's not true, don't believe her, I told myself but her words well and truly cut deep. I thought of all the times Sasuke had been away from the village and pictured him dreading coming back instead of rushing home to have me in his arms. Did he actually do that?
I couldn't even reply, I knew if I tried to formulate a sentence in my emotional state I would start to cry. No way was I going to let her see me upset. I just ran all the way home.
I had barely stepped inside the house when Sasuke appeared behind me, Yoichi on his shoulders- they were early. I put a smile on my face to greet them but it quickly slipped away when I saw that Sasuke was frowning and his eyes were full of concern.
"I'm sorry." he said, covering my lips with his own in the fastest kiss we had ever shared. "I shouldn't be gone for more than a couple of days." He was leaving? Right now? He promised to explain when he got back, then told me and Yoichi that he loved us and vanished. I wouldn't be able to speak to him for days. Staring at the empty space where he had been standing, I suddenly felt very sick.