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After more then a year and half at home, she decided it was time to check on things in the hospital. The medic-nin got reports from Karin and sometimes Ino or Shizune. But she needs to be there personally.

Sakura became friends with Karin. She was her husband's old teammate. Karin is a nice person and they understood each other. After all, Sakura saved the Uzumaki's life from a certain death.

After Karin helped give birth to Sarada, she requested if she could keep the embryo cord as a souvenir of her first OP completely alone. She was very proud of herself. Sakura understood the feeling and she was happy to accept.

Sakura's mother helped her watch over Sarada when she visits the hospital every once in a while.

The grandma scolded her daughter that Sasuke should partake more in his daughter's life and help her around the house and be there for them more, and why not sacrifice a little and live with them?

Sakura was annoyed with her mother constantly interfering in her life. She was tired of stressing over things her mother doesn't know the truth about.

Eventually, she was too exhausted from all the nagging, after a big fight, with her mighty fist she hit in rage the ground bringing the building into scattered pieces. She could escape the distraction with her mother and Sarada. But the damage she caused not only to her apartment but to the neighbouring houses, to the water and the sanity pipes was enormous.

She lost her home because of her mother. She was dumbfounded. How could this happen to her? Where would she go? How would she pay for all this damage? Sasuke's house was the only solution she could think of now.

She gathered her undamaged belongings and went to the Uchiha District. Sasuke wasn't there. She waited until he was back in the evening.

Sasuke was playing shogi with Shikamaru at the park.

"Does Hinata frequently visit the house?"

"Hm"

"You and her alone? "

"So?"

"Naruto is my friend. I don't want you to destroy his marriage."

"He is my friend too and he has already destroyed his marriage. You know that."

"I know he is an idiot and doesn't know how to be a good husband. But you are not helping."

"Why are you saying that? what did I do?"

"I don't know but she is attached to you, she talks about you all the time when we meet at Kurenai or when she visits Temari."

"We are friends and I see her more than Dobe does. It's his fault."

"Don't be there. Vanish when she comes around."

Can he do that? Not see her? Live without her? Disappear? Shikamaru is asking the impossible.

"Ok, I'll try and see if his marriage can be saved. If I am the troublemaker."

He knows, he partly is. He was really thinking of helping his loser friend to get his shit together; he somehow feels guilty for Hinata's attachment.

Finding Sakura and Sarada at the Uchiha residence was the last thing that could cross his mind.

"What happened?" He asked although he suspects what the answer is.

She didn't tell him in detail what happened. She only told him about her mother's interference in her life and that made her furious.

He was a little disgusted by her behaviour. That wasn't matriarch-like. She must learn more patience, more diplomacy, be like...like Hinata!

She could stay, of course, this way he will spend more time with his daughter. He was often by Sakura's small place to see Sarada and play with her. But this is even better. She is his new bundle of joy. He loved her dearly and planned all the things he'll do with her when she grows up, like throwing kunai and shuriken. Train the Chidori at the waterfalls. Make Katon. All the exciting stuff Uchihas did!

Sakura was an unorganised person he knew that since they were children. But now it frustrated him more. She didn't put her sandals away when she came home. She doesn't clean the every-kitchenware-must-be-used kitchen before she goes to sleep.The chickens annoyed her because they woke her up very early. The open shoji doors were too dangerous. She closed them all. The kitchen was too baby-unfriendly, she locked every drawer and cabinet.

Sakura's presence annoyed Sasuke to no end. But he must endure for the sake of the golden moments he spends with his daughter and until Mrs. Uchiha finds her own place.

His fear of her destroying his and Hinata's precious house was always on his mind. He would never forgive her if she do that. That's why he tried not to confront her or make her angry. He spends most of his time outside, in the garden or in his room.

He cared for the garden and the chickens. He treated everything delicately like they would break. With so much love and care, it was suspicious. He spends most of his time there.

The medic-nin was overprotective and she didn't let Sarada play outside, get dirty or touch the animals. She was too afraid Sarada would get infected and get the germs in her system. She sterilised her and washed her hand a thousand times a day.

It was all fine, he thought. But Sakura didn't let Sasuke get close to his daughter until he washes his hands and removes the clothes he had outdoors with the indoor outfit. She even lets him shower before he gets close to her and she sterilises everything he touches.

This was nerve-wracking how much a person can endure before he explodes. Especially an Uchiha. His solution is to go out as much as he can.

He loved his daughter very much, how gorgeous Uchiha she looked. How smart her interactions with him were. But something bothered him.

One day Sakura returned from the hospital. She saw Sarada crawling ( she can walk but she preferred to crawl this time) to the fish pond. Sakura didn't see Sasuke guarding her from a distance. Sarada reached to touch the water while it was still further away. Sasuke noticed that like other indications. Sakura ran to her daughter and grabbed her.

She was in a panic when she saw Sasuke. Her shock turned to a scowl.

"You are here and you did nothing? Do you want her to fall in the pond? you are supposed to be watching her. You want your only daughter to drown? and look at how dirty she is. Her hands are all black. What if she puts her fingers in her mouth? Do you know how many germs are in there?"

She screamed at him, swaying with her arm. He couldn't tolerate it.

Not the mighty Uchiha Sasuke.

He was burning with anger. He grits his teeth, not to chidory her to shut up. Took a deep breath and answered.

"I won't EVER hurt my daughter; I was testing something...Important...she..has..problem..with..her..eyesight. That is crucial for an Uchiha."

Lowering his gaze, he was talking slowly to be clear. Then he turned and left. How could she not notice that? She was the medic, not him.

The next day she took Sarada to an Optometrist at the hospital. Karin heard Sarada was there and she came quickly to assist them. After the eye examination. She discovered that Sarad has Pelopsia and needed glasses. Karin insisted she'll gift her one. And she did, one red baby glasses like hers. Sarada's interaction improved and she enjoyed more playing time.

Sasuke found that a little bit weird. He never saw an Uchiha with glasses. He hoped it would not cause her problems with her Sharingan in the future.

Hinata took Boruto to visit the Uchiha District. She was surprised to find Sakura there. They were a married couple she knew but it was a surprise nonetheless.

The ex-Hyuga froze at the front door. Sakura was happy to see her. She knew Hinata helped with building the Uchiha main residence and she is caring for the garden and chickens.

"Hello Hinata, Boruto-kun, how are you, how big you've become." She admired Boruto for a moment.

"Hi S...Sakura-chan how are you, a..and Sarada-chan?" Hinata stuttered.

"Come in Hinata, she is playing inside," Sakura said.

"No need, I just came to check on the garden. I was visiting Hanabi. She was back from a mission." The ex-Hyūga didn't lie.

Sasuke was in his room when he heard her soft voice. He was in a second behind Sakura, looking at her small face that he missed so much with apologising soft eyes. She looked at him with new eyes he never knew before.

She greeted little Sarada and left. And she took his heart with her. He frowned that this situation hurt her feelings.

Hinata regretted visiting the Uchiha. She felt new feelings of jealousy she never knew before. She was never a jealous woman. She never felt jealous when girls circled around Naruto giving him love tokens and gifts. She never was jealous when he joked nonstop with Sakura. She was never jealous when he had saved a thousand beauties and almost lost his life protecting them. Even when he promised Sorceress Shino that he would help her pass on her power to the next generation!

She hates to admit what she feels for Sasuke, the possessiveness, the jealousy and the envy of Sakura. She hates having other women around him, luckily he does too. She hates thinking of him kissing, touching, or loving Sakura or any other woman.

That house was hers. She builds it to her liking. It was for her and... and Sasuke. Their meeting point. Their paradise. Where they could be undisturbed, together, for hours.

She hated seeing another woman in her territory. She hated another woman using her comfortable kitchen, demolishing her kitchenware and unorganizing her spice rack. She hated seeing another woman being the lady of the house enjoying the pond, the garden and the trees in her house.

Imagining Sakura hugging Sasuke, seducing him, making... in the bed, she hugged him in when she was pregnant, is torture. It was her best memory and she hated it being ruined with this new development.

What is this feeling? Why is she burning like this? Why is this consuming her? Why can't she sleep at night? Why is she missing Sasuke, her house and their moments together? Why does she have the feeling she wants to run to him, hug him and run far away with him maybe to another planet?

This... this feeling... jealousy is making her restless.

All the time she had the feeling that somebody was watching her.

Hinata went home after a juicy conversation with her best friend. Temari told her what happened in the office.

She didn't return to the Uchiha District and had no idea what made Sakura move there. Even Naruto didn't have the time to meet any of his old teammates and inform her about this new change. But the Jinchūriki was glad they lived together. It's better for Sarada, he said. But his eyes said something else. Hinata didn't want to dwell on it.

After a week, Naruto had a mission with Sasuke and Sai. Hinata went to the Hyuga compound to spend the night with Hanabi, get some help with Boruto, and sleep there as she hates sleeping in her house alone.

There was a thunderstorm. So, she planned to stay for a few days.

At night she dreamed of Sasuke loving her, kissing her all over, making her his with caress and bites, on top of her, between her legs, inside of her. She was moaning and arching with pleasure, wrapping him in her arms until he satisfied her every need. She woke up sweaty, out of breath, damp between her thighs, and freaked out.

Then there was a bright flash of thunder. She could swear she saw Sasuke at the end of the futon looking at her with his bloodline limit active. His hair and clock swaying in the air. The next flash he disappeared. That couldn't be true, he would never break into the Hyūga main residence unnoticed.

Why was she dreaming of Sasuke? Damn Temari. She would never betray Naruto, even for this ecstatic, alleviating feeling.

After a few days, the Hinata went home. She found Naruto was back from the mission. He told her why Sakura was in the Uchiha District. It was temporary until she found a new apartment. Sasuke is helping her with the search and paid the costs of the damage she resulted in.

They are having big fights about random stuff and Teme was afraid she would destroy his precious house. That is why he barely spends time there and avoids confronting her.

The Uzumaki was back to work at the Hokage tower. He visited the Uchiha's too, but he often didn't find Sasuke there.

Hinata was back to her routine with Boruto. She misses her hobbies and her Garten. She barely has time to do anything. But there is a familiar feeling always popping up every now and then.

She daydreamed of her conversations with Sasuke. She chuckled at the time she was pregnant and was addicted to his scent. How sweet he was. Even before, when she treated his eyes and visited him daily. She missed all the time they spent together. All their chats. All their innocent touches.

She dreamed of Sasuke again and again. She wept at times when she woke up. Sometimes of guilt, sometimes of longing. She realised she missed him very much. But she didn't understand why these intimate dreams were repeated.

She can't lie to herself. She enjoyed them. Every one of them. She pouted when she woke up and realised they weren't real. She wants them to continue until morning. She didn't get satisfaction in months; this is the closest she was to release her frustration. Instead of release she got more and more frustrated and burned more and more of longing for the Uchiha.

Her day fantasies inspired by her dreams got wilder and wilder. Shame and guilt followed up when she woke up from her daydream. But she couldn't help it. It was stronger than her will of loyalty. She would sink into the pit of lust again and again. She got addicted to her fantasy...and the feeling of Sasuke's air wasn't helping.

He has to get to her. He must see her. Make sure she is ok. Sasuke was used to not seeing her for weeks but now he couldn't stay a few days without checking on her. His guilt and the look in her eyes when she saw Sakura in their home, haunted him.

He knew she wouldn't stay at home alone. She is probably at the Hyuga's. He could feel her chakra. He ran away from his mission to check on her before he leaves. He sneaked at night into her room. No one could feel his perfectly masked chakra.

There she was, sleeping deeply, Boruto next to her in another futon. He admired her for a moment and was about to leave before she started moaning sweetly.

He arched his brow waiting if she would do it again. She didn't disappoint him " Aaah... Sasukee" came out of her mouth in a soft whisper. His eyes widened and his blood red eye spontaneously activated. She went on with torturing him and began to moan again and again. She starts to move arching her back.

He could tell what she was dreaming about. He blushed. Hinata was having a wet dream. She is fantasising about their lovemaking. All his willpower he used not to make it a reality. Not even touching her. Just watching, enjoying her while she enjoyed him in her dream. Oh, how much he wished he was there with her.

She screamed his name again a little louder like she found her release. She killed him at that moment. He could only stare with ruby eye.

Suddenly she woke up and looked straight into his eyes. She was pounding heavily. She looked freaked out. Maybe it was her first time having such a dream or dreaming of him.

He disappeared but he wanted to know if it would ever happen again. He wished it would. And he wishes he could control himself as he did.

After his mission, every time he misses her, he would check on her. He was happy he could see her even from a distance. They don't have to talk. He wants to admire her from afar. The long indigo tresses that she would bundle like Itachi used to do. Her graceful movement. Her small smile when she plays with her son. Her cooking smell that he couldn't taste.

And at night he was lucky Naruto is never next to her. She had the same dream a few times. Hinata called his name softly. She arched her back for his imaginary touch, she moved her leg and backed up her hips.

How could he resist the temptation to take her? But he kind of enjoyed the sadist torture. He only wants to see her having sex dream of him and no one else. She never disappoints him. His name was always on her sweet lips. And his groin ached every time she did.

He saw her weep sometimes. He doesn't know why exactly; of longing, of realising it was a dream, of guilt or of all of them.

He noticed her daydreams, moaning lightly, and touching her lips and neck. Hugging her couch pillow, screaming softly burying her face in it, and tapping with her legs in pure joy like a teenager.

She looked crazy. But he knew what was happening with her. And he promised her to fulfil all her fantasies.

The Uchiha was in a bad condition. His depression started the moment he left her. Except when he sees Sarada.

The nights are long and torturous. Her image never leaves him. It was way better than the massacre or Itachi's death memories. But it made him feel sad nonetheless.

He dreamed of her too. He imagined her, touching himself disgusted, to get relief. But he never got one. He needed to feel her flesh. Her thigh wrapped around him. His face buried in her huge bosom. He needed her more than he could ever imagine he would need a woman.

During the daytime he could clearly see her in the garden, laying in front of the fan, her skirt revealing her milky strong thighs, or dancing and singing in the kitchen. He could feel her hugs, her almost on-the-lip kiss.

The t-shirts she borrowed for her addiction came back smelling sweetly like her. He was the addict one not her. After that nap, he couldn't sleep without them. He wished her addiction lasted longer than a few months.

He remembered that when he woke up his face buried between the chest and neck and the new milky scent he smelled. He hugged her all night. How could he be an idiot and not enjoy every second of it?

He wished he realised all of this before she was even married to Usuratonkachi.

But there is no point regretting the past, he promised he will make her his and make their dreams a reality.

Mrs. Uzumaki was getting more and more frustrated with this whole thing. Her yearning and frustration and loss of hope are making her mad every time she sees Naruto. He was making her life harder than it is with a troublesome toddler. He was unorganized, always causing trouble, inviting his friends without telling her, drinking all night and coming back screaming and giggling.

She hasn't seen Sasuke in four months. The hardest time she had ever experienced. Four months of torture. Not that she would get her dreams to come true when she sees him. But she needs to see him anyway and calm her longing down.

She made the mistake of visiting her dear friend. Both mostly have a good time together. But somehow they end up talking about love and sex. Temari is passionate and loves to push Hinata's boundaries. Shikaday and Boruto were asleep while they drank tea and chatted.

"Did you know what happened before I went into labour? I told Shika that sex induces contraction and thus labour. I was exhausted and suffocated in the last weeks, it's a hot summer after all. So, after a little pleading and arguments. We had the most violent and amazing sex. He used his shadows on me. He made me orgasm non-stop." Temari shamelessly giggled.

"You know this talk is not good for my relationship with Shikamaru-Kun. I have a lot of respect for him. And you are ruining it." Hinata scolded, smiling.

"Oh, come on. I have to brag to someone about it. My husband is really a genius. How about you and baka?" Temari teased.

Hinata frowned, not her favourite subject to talk about. "We haven't had sex in a long time" Hinata doesn't lie, not to her best friend. She admitted simply. Temari almost choked.

"Why? what happened?" she asked, concerned.

"I think I'm in love with someone else. Temari I don't want anyone to ever come to know about this. I told no one else." She took a deep breath.

Temari nodded in understanding. And came closer to her." I keep dreaming of the one I think I love; you know nasty dreams. I don't even know if I love him. I miss him soo much. I enjoy my time with him. He is so sweet to me. He pressed my flowers for me because I was too busy with Boruto. He gave me a ceremony tea set because I love it and I don't have my own, it was especially handmade for me. He cares about my feelings. He cares about the things I love. What is this, you tell me? That is why I didn't... I couldn't have sex with Naruto-Kun." she let her heart speak in soft sobs.

"You are in love with the Uchiha?" doesn't need to be the wife of a genius to figure that out.

"I don't know. Can you tell me?" she sadly rubbed her cheeks wiping the tears away.

"He is the one who told you about his feelings isn't he? '' Temari remembered what happened the night of Shikaday's birthday party.

"hm" Hinata blushed at the memory of that night.

"What are you going to do if it is true?" Temari asked warily about the complicated situation.

"I don't know... I don't know anything" she was so frustrated.

"Ok, calm down. You have plenty of time to think and figure your feelings out. Sakura is still there and you won't visit anytime soon. Meditate at home. Think about your feelings. What do you want exactly? You can't avoid Naruto forever. Forget about Sasuke and continue your life or leave Naruto and enjoy the sexy Uchiha." Temari said in a friendly, calming tone. Though the last words felt covered with excitement. And that wasn't helping.

Naruto's visits to the Uchiha District were more than ever before. He usually meets Sasuke in the training grounds. But now Sakura is there. He told his wife every time he visited not caring about her feelings.

She didn't care either. Let him do what he wants. Her comments wouldn't change anything and she was indifferent anyways.

One afternoon Naruto told her that Sakura finally found her own place and she moved out with Sarada.

Hinata was so relieved and couldn't wait to visit her "house" again. He had some free days after a tiring mission with Shikamaru and Tenten.

After a few days, Naruto went early to work at the Hokage's office. She did some household work distracting herself. She dressed Boruto and brought him to the Hyūga main residence.

Hiashi and Hanabi were more than glad to look after him. Hinata had some important things to do, she said. She went to the neighbouring Uchiha residence.

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