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33. Where have you been?
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On the next morning Sakura had breakfast with Temari in the family kitchen alone, the boys were nowhere to be found.
The pinkette thought it was a good occasion to talk "Temari, could I ask you something?"
"Sure!" The blonde answered munching her cereal.
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"Ehrm, you mentioned a special room inside your brother's apartment…"
Temari stopped eating "Yes?"
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"There is none." Sakura looked serious.
The blonde smirked "I assure you, there is! I've seen it with my own eyes."
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"But where?"
A devilish chuckle fell from the fan wielder's lips before she continued in a calm voice "I'm sure he'll show you when the time's right. Calm down, Sakura! Just relax, there is no need to rush things. You two need to get to know each other better before. But please enlighten me, what happened between you and my dear little brother?"
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"We've done a few things."
"Could you please be a bit more specific? You know I know you two joined breakfast together upstairs!"
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Sakura's cheeks tinted pink. "Yeah, we did… After dinner."
Temari squealed in happiness "I knew this would work!"
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The pinkette couldn't hide a chuckle.
"So tell me, how is my dear little brother in bed?"
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The Konoha medic nearly choked on her coffee. "Omg, I can't tell you that."
"I was just joking! But now you revealed you two have been intimate indeed! That's great!"
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At that moment Kankuro and Kakashi walked into the kitchen.
"Really? Wow, my little brother seems to do not beat about the bush for long!"
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"Kankuro!" Temari threw a spoon on his head.
Kakashi met Sakura's gaze, both looked shocked for a brief moment before he put on his trademark eye-crinkle.
Shikamaru entered the room "Good morning! We thought maybe you two would like to go for a Sunday spar?"
"Good idea!"
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It became routine, Sakura was working at the hospital and helped to equip the new med school, also she trained the head medics in chakra control and gave some courses to the first new med apprentices. A few times a week she was sparring with the other residents of the tower.
Kakashi worked hard with Gaara and Kankuro on political matters and strategies in negotiations with the other Nations. At night he often went out with the kazekage's brother or for his insane late night runs when he couldn't sleep or when he needed another distraction than to be entertained by pleasant company of random women. He acted too normal and cold for Shikamaru's taste, he was still suspicious.
Pakkun slept at every night at Sakura's side, after she came back from her daily visits at the kazekage's bedroom.
It continued for a few weeks, the pinkette went to Gaara every night. They had done nearly everything from blowjobs to various sex positions and the gentle touches began to vanish more and more. The redhead seemed a bit bored by her, he had never slept with one woman more than three times before.
He was craving for more and Sakura still hoped she could reach her peak eventually.
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One night she came to the kazekage's apartment, she had decided to spice up the situation.
Gaara was lying on a lounger in the main area of his bedroom and pored over a book. So she went to the bathroom and changed clothes, then she stepped into the open portal of the separated bed area with her back to him and let her black satin robe fall down. The young man watched her over his book and let it fall down soon, as she turned to him and he saw what she had in store for him.
Her red lacy corsage did wonders to his desire for her, his eyes devoured her as she slowly began to strip to an imaginary beat. The kazekage stood up and walked to the lattice. She batted her eyes hungrily at him as he began to rip off his kage robes, before he pulled her eagerly with him onto the bed. There they writhed through the sheets kissing and groping in passion.
His muscles contracted wonderfully in the moonlight as he carried her over to the huge window and pressed her against it as he entered her from behind. He fucked her hard against the cold glass, he lifted one of her legs to get deeper and to get better access to her clit, which he rubbed carefully. Sakura found it very erotic and naughty with the view of the innocently sleeping village in front of her, although she knew the pane was mirrored from the outside, like back then with Kiba it was an incredible turn-on for her.
Gaara's thrusts became more urgent and she knew he was close. Suddenly he began to choke her in passion, she struggled a bit, but he didn't let go and in the reflection of the window she thought she saw his one eye changing into Shukaku's, but she wasn't sure. The kunoichi was so close her body already trembled in his strong grip, but before she could decide if she should let go or better try to punch him off in dire need to breathe, it was over. Gaara came with a scarcely audible snarl.
The hand he had kept around her neck previously fell down to her hip, he rested his head on her shoulder and he breathed erratically hot air on her neck. He had her still pressed against the window with his weight, slowly he let go of her angled leg and groaned softly as she moved it down.
The pinkette found it incredibly hot and inwardly declared it the best sex she had experienced until now, even if she hadn't cum. Kakashi had been right as he told her how important the right setting was for great sex. Dammit, he's polluting my mind again!
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Gaara kissed her neck softly and whispered "Are you alright?"
Sakura turned a bit to look at him and gave him a sexy smile "Yes. It was amazing!"
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"Really? It was okay for you?"
She just nodded and he caught her lips again in a lovely and passionate kiss. "I hoped you would say that." He whispered hoarsely.
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They lay down on his bed, her head rested on his toned chest. "Ehrm Gaara, do you think it's possible that there are remains of Shukaku still inside of you?"
"Why do you ask?"
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"There was a moment when I thought I saw your right eye change into Shukaku's. I saw it in the reflection of the window."
"I don't know. It sometimes feels like thousands of voices in my head fighting for dominance and then I just let go and feel with every nerve of my body."
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"I think there are some pieces of him left, Gaara."
"Quite possible. It would make sense due to the incident."
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"Which incident?"
"Nevermind. Not now, Sakura." His hand caressed her hair.
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"I'll promise to figure that out."
He returned her smile and kissed her innocently and seemingly very tired.
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"Do you want to sleep now?"
Gaara nodded and she made him sleep deep with her glowing chakra.
After sex he was very relaxed and it was easy to send him into dreamland in that state. She used the time to begin to seal the many tiny pieces of the demon together.
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Sakura was sitting on her balcony later that night, she couldn't sleep.
It seemed that Shukaku tried to take over during sex. Gaara enjoyed her body and company in his bed, he always slept peacefully after sex with her, but she had detected that Shukaku prefered to sleep alone as she started to mend the remains together.
As she stared into the distance while a cool breeze fanned her pink hair and she pulled her blanket closer, she suddenly heard noises.
Her eyes went wide as she realized what it was.
Obviously her sensei had a female visitor again and they were in the middle of the act.
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Omg, this is so wrong! I need to go inside.
You know you'll hear them there too.
Shit!
But you like it!
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She couldn't deny it, she knew it was wrong, but he sounded so masculine, passionate and incredible sexy.
All of a sudden he cried out nothing other than her very name on the peak of his orgasm.
Sakura forgot how to breathe.
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No, he didn't! It can't be!
But yes, he actually did. He cried out your name!
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The next thing she heard was a raging slap in the face "Asshole!" and a cursing woman stomping around and obviously leaving him.
Then she heard the door bang shut.
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Sleep deprived Sakura didn't know how she get there, but she found herself suddenly sat down beside him on his bed.
The balcony door had been open, the cool desert breeze waved through the curtains. She thought he was sleeping so she watched him, he wore his tank-top-mask-combination with the mask still in place and his messy silver mane sparkled in the moonlight. It made her smile and forget the world around her.
All of a sudden his mismatching eyes fell open and looked deep into her emerald ones.
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The kunoichi thought he would kick her out immediately, she had clearly crossed a border and couldn't even explain it to herself.
But the sleepy and tipsy copy-nin whispered only "Where have you been?" before he pulled her to him into his bed. He put the sheets over them and spooned her.
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"I missed you" His masculine voice stroke right to her core.
"I missed you too", she whispered back, although she thought he was only mistaking her for the other woman, but she was too tired to protest and it felt so good to be back safe in his arms again.
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He ripped his mask off to nuzzle her hair and mumbled "Mhm, Sakura" before he drifted off into peaceful sleep.
The young woman couldn't believe what happened, but she relished in the feeling and followed him suit into her own dreams.
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On the next day she blinked into the glaring morning light. As her eyes had adapted to the bright light, she looked around.
Omg, this is not my room!
Nope.
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Sakura looked down and found herself wrapped in strong, wiry arms.
Not good. That's not Gaara. Where the fuck am I?
Kakashi's room. Remember?
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Her eyes turned wide and she skipped a heartbeat.
No, it can't be!
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The pinkette felt the warm body stir behind her, obviously he was awake too.
Then she felt a clothed face nuzzling her nape.
Faintly the man spooning her mumbled "I have no idea what we're doing."
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There was no doubt now, it was the certain silverhead.
Her voice was mere a whisper "I don't know either."
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They both knew they had the day off, it was weekend and it felt just too good to get up. So they kept lying there in silent cuddling, drifting off occasionally and enjoying their near.
After a while he got up from the bed, he groaned painfully, but didn't say a word. Both seemed to be uncertain and irritated.
Sakura healed his headache wordlessly and went to her own room. The copy-nin took off his tank-top and boxers and walked into his soothing shower.
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The two Konoha-nin were shocked what had happened as realization kicked in.
Although it hadn't happened something sexual, it had been clearly something intimate and forbidden between them.